"Okay, All-star, open wide, and swallow my man meat," Tony ordered, as he lay back on the sauna bench.
Chad clenched his lips together tightly.
Tony laughed a mean laugh.
"Towelboy, is that any way to behave to a real man? Well, I guess coach is going to have to teach you a few things," Tony replied.
Tony twisted a dark circle on fleshy towel. He assumed it was a nipple, but it might have been Chad's flattened glans. Chad yelped.
As soon as his mouth opened, Tony slid his erection inside.
"Sweet. Your mouth and throat were made for my dick. Now go to work on my cock. You only have to suck one load, but if you can get me to blow 3 loads, I'll reward you. Uh, playing dumb? Or ain't you ever sucked cock before? I know you've had your cock sucked lots of times. Just think about your best BJs and try to copy them."
He waited. Then he snarled, "Okay, towel boy, if you don't go to town on my cock, you'll be more sorry than you can imagine. For starters, I will grab you, and use you like the cum rag you are. You will swallow at least one load. Then I'll use you to wipe my butt instead of toilet paper. Then I'll use you to clean up after Pommeroy's walkies. And you saw my truck today, well guess who will be the rag that scrubs off all that mud, and applies a new coat of wax. And that's just for starters.
As Tony described his planned uses for Towelboy Chad, he felt Chad's throat constrict and gag.
"Easy or hard way, your choice. Either way, you're eating my cum. I thought you were a bright boy, Chad," Tony sighed.
Chad panicked. There really was nothing else he could do. Trembling, he manipulated his distorted tongue, throat and lips as best he could.
"Oh, yeah, I knew you could do it."
Chad the towel's back was glistening sweat, as Tony's cock went limp after the third load was blown. Tony yawned and opened his eyes. His crotch was no longer tenting his cumrag, he looked at wet drops lying on the rubbery tan towel that was Chad.
"Looks like you had yourself a good workout, towelboy," as Tony lifted the towel by the corners, and sliding his limp cock out of the pocket in the towel. A thin strand of goo hung between the dazed exhausted expression on the towel's face's open mouth.
Tony frowned, sat up, then using Chad as a rag wiped his cock dry. He stood, and discarded his used cum rag on the sauna bench, and headed to the showers.