Sydney had an idea as he taped the mold shut. He didn't want any of the goo formerly known as Chad to escape before it solidified. Chad was totally freaking out. He was Chad. He was Chad. His inner voice had less conviction as time went on. He was totally in the dark.
Meanwhile, Sydney had an idea. He figured heat was best to set the dildo, but the boiler room didn't provide a steady heat. It was hot, but drafty. Then he remembered his buddy had a sauna in his basement. Okay, so he didn't really have friends, but this older kid was smaller than Syd, and Syd had intimidated his way into his little buddy's life years earlier. He wasn't afraid the little dude might have a growth and grow as big as his brother because Syd had already established dominance in the relationship. He was actually hoping his little buddy would beef up some more. He headed over to his little buddy's house.
No one was home. Syd decided he'd wait in the sauna. He tried the outside basement door. It was locked. He headed over to the garden gnome hideakey, extracted the key, and let himself in. He locked the door behind him. Then he took his mold out. Set it in the top corner of the sauna and cranked the heat.
Then Syd went upstairs to leave a note for his buddy, and borrow a swimsuit. He walked by his little buddy's athlete brother's room, the door was open. Since no one was home, he went in. The dude was a total stud. Photos of him in various team uniforms decorated the room along with dozens of trophies, medals and ribbons.
As Syd explored the room, his foot kicked something lying on the floor near his buddy's brother's bed. He reached down, and picked up a dirty jockstrap. He sniffed it, and smiled. Syd had a new cum rag, and Jack off material too. He used his phone to take snaps with his phone of his buddy's bro's photographs. The athlete was hot, and the bulge in one of the water polo suit shots was obscene.
Syd was tempted to take the water polo suit hanging on the doorknob, but thought better of it. A missing jock was one thing, but a missing uniform was something else. Besides he got off on his bud freaking whenever Syd borrowed his clothing.
Syd left the note. Grabbed his little buddy's suit, and headed down to the sauna via the kitchen. He grabbed a chilled water bottle from the fridge. Then headed down to the sauna.