Chad stayed silent hour after hour. It seemed like an eternity. Rick paraded around the locker room wearing only Chad, shoving his crotch into other guys faces and thighs. Every guy was either someone Chad knew and liked or knew and loathed. It was total hell.
When he wasn't naked, Rick seemed to purposely fill every waking hour with conversations with Chad's buds or family or doing things Chad as human would enjoy. He even took his dog to the vet just because the vet was Chad's dad. He made a big show of asking about the Doc's family. His father prattled on about Brad the college athlete, about Chad's twin bro Dylan the brainiac who wanted to become a veterinarian, and his youngest son's middle school prowess. Chad was conspicuously absent from the conversation. At one point, Chad's father shared a photo of his boys. He pointed out Brad, Dylan and Dick, but didn't seem to notice Chad's grinning mug dead center in the photo.
Somehow Rick managed to swing a place on Brad's foursome at the country club. Eighteen holes with his brother Brad, Dylan and Dickie, while being worn under Rick's golf shorts. Then in the country club locker room, Rick pulled his stunt of lounging with his foursome in the county club steam room. He talked shit about Chad, and Brad's bros didn't seem to have ever heard of Chad. Brad got a glazed over expression as he said, "Yeah, uh, um, Chad. A good guy, I guess. Ain't seen him for a a a while?" Then he blanked, and started talking about the big game last night.
Chad remembered that he had been supposed to be the fourth member of Brad's golfing party. They had planned to go on Siblings Day, but that was weeks away. Had he been Rick's jockstrap for weeks already? It wasn't even a week yet? Rick had known about Chad's plans for Siblings Day, and orchestrated a round of golf with Chad's brothers to mess with Chad. Somehow during the ordeal, Chad managed not speak.
As a reward for Chad "becoming my property: mind, body and soul", Rick jerked off three loads into Chad. And the former quarterback turned Speedo, now jockstrap, passed out drunk on Rick's cum.
Chad woke with a start. Rick was wearing only his jockstrap, and arguing with Bruno who was naked.
"A Birthday Suit Party means everyone is nude, Rick," Bruno explained slowly, "So why are you still wearing your jockstrap?"
"Come on, Bruno, this is my lucky jockstrap," Rick whined.
"Who wants to wear your stinky old jockstrap, Rick? Seriously, just take it off. You can put it in the punch bowl for the sniffing contest if you like?"
"Sniffing contest?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna blindfold the contestants, and each guy has to identify the underwear by smell with its owner. Winners get prizes. Losers get paddled based on number they got wrong."
"We get our undies back afterwards, right?"
"Like I said who would want some other guys underwear?"
Rico had come in behind some of the JV Football players. He hadn't been invited. He kept behind the others and tossed his jockstrap into the punch bowl. He doubted anyone would recognize his scent, but he might ace the contest if Bruno let him compete. He was the locker room attendant- more commonly called "THE TOWEL BOY".
Eventually, Rick gave in, and tossed Chad into a big plastic bowl. Chad landed on another jockstrap, most of the other underwear was boxer briefs, briefs and trunks. There was a tiny triangles of blue Spandex sticking up among the cotton gear. He recognized it as Bruno's Speedo. More dirty underwear was tossed in on top of him.
"Okay, Bruno, I'm leaving. Just let me grab my jockstrap, okay?"
Bruno glared, as Rico fished out Rick's jockstrap from the punchbowl. He knew it was Rick's, and that was why he stole it.
Chad was surprised when the towel boy put him on, and gathered up his other clothing, dressed and left wearing Chad underneath. But Chad remained silent. This was probably another test by Rick. Maybe Rico knew that Chad was Rick's jockstrap, maybe he didn't? But Chad was sure Rick orchestrated his theft. So Chad remained silent.
Rico headed for the levee with a major boner inside Jocko. He did weed, and jerked off. Both he and Chad fell asleep intoxicated: One on weed, one on cum.