Chad stumbled up the drive, and reached for the screendoor. The front door was open, and the screen door was unlocked. Chad went inside. Someone was snoring, and no one else seemed to be home. Chad followed the snoring. Snake was snoring. He was tenting his sheets invitingly with his morning wood.
Snake woke to orgasming in Chad's mouth.
He grabbed the blond jock by his hair, partly to make sure he wasn't dreaming, and partly to establish dominance. He ordered, "Suck it again, pussyboy."
Chad didn't like the rough handling, but he was hungry, so he resumed working on Snake's cock much to the would be gangster's pleasure.
After swallowing 3 loads of cum, Chad started to think a bit clearer. He started explaining to Snake what Coach Sinclair had done to him.
Snake was laughing to himself as he listened to Chad's story. He got up. Wearing only his boxers, he made breakfast for the two of them.
"So you don't have any clothing?"
"Not with me. Could you loan me something to wear, Jason?"
Snake grinned he liked being called Jason.
"Tell you what, I will help you retrieve your clothes from the school. But after breakfast."
He handed Chad a plate of eggs and sausage, and a cup of coffee.
"But the school is closed, isn't it.?"
"Chad, trust me. It's not a problem."
Chad was soon scrunched down in the back of Snake's beater car wearing a too small tank top, black leather jockstrap and flip-flops.
"Are you sure about this, Jason?"
"Most of my clothing is too small for you, besides I have to drive by Sinclair's on the way to the school, and we don't want him to see you, do we?"
"No, but-"
"Scrunch down, and do as you are told."
"Yes, sir." Chad really didn't have many other options. Sinclair could change him into a Speedo, and make people forget about him. So if he went to the police, they wouldn't believe him, and would talk to coach, and he'd be a Speedo again, and they would forget.
At the school, Snake drove around back of the Athletic Building. He led Chad to access door to the basement. He had a key. They went down into the basement, then came back up into a janitorial closet in the locker room.
"I worked here part time last summer, and copied the key. So where's your locker?"