Suddenly, a hand appeared over Chad, and grabbed him.
"Hey, Snake!" Tyler shouted.
"Sorry, Ty, I'm late and can't afford another tardy while I wait for you to hand me my suit," said the naked tattooed guy who was stepping into Chad.
"But that one's too small for you. Here's one that will fit you better," Ty said.
"Nah, this 'un fits, I like it tight." Snake dashed out to the pool. He made it just as the tardy bell rang.
Snake swam laps with his cock rock hard. Chad was in hell, as Snake's mind fantasized about torturing pretty boy Chad. Snake couldn't figure out why he suddenly was obsessed with the pretty boy jock. He slipped into the laundry room, and jerked off 3 loads into his school issued Speedo. He grinned peeled off the soiled suit, folded it into a triangle, and shoved it into the freshly folded stack of clean suits to worn next period. Snake grinned as he headed to the ahowers.