Woody woke earlier. He turned on his computer and ran "Jerkoff Vid 3". Then he adjusted the screen so that both he and his jockstrap pouch had a good view.
The vid began with a view of the empty school sauna. Then Chad staggered in with Bruno under one arm and Rick under the other. They laid Chad out on the top sauna bench in the corner with his legs spread wide with one leg resting on each of the two perpendicular benches,and his shoulders slumped against the corner walls.
"Easy there, Chad, just relax. Bruno and me will take care of everything," Rick said on the monitor.
"Sweet, Rick, what exactly did you give Chad. He is totally wasted," Bruno said.
"Just one of my special filled candies. I extract the liquid center mix it with my special recipe of scopolamine, GHB, special K, roofies, and in Chad's case Viagra, then reinject it. Usually, one is enough for a girl, but Chad's bigger so I gave him 3. He's higher than a kite and hornier than a rutting stag."
"Three? Sure that's safe?"
"Safer than Chad remembering our fucking contest. We each get one point for plowing our Most Valuable Pussyboy. If he blows a load while being fucked, 3 extra points. Chad bragged that he has blown as many as 10 loads in a day, and since he has been with us for over 24 hours from the trip to the game and back, I think his balls should be overflowing. So form a line based on team rank. Todd, Rod, me, Bruno, Woody, here's the list."
Todd stepped up naked with a massive boner, he picked up Chad's semi-hard floppy cock lifting it on to Chad's torso and exposing Chad's rosebud.
"I'd say no hard feelings, Chad. But it looks like we're both feeling hard, and Rick says you won't remember a thing anyway."
"Wait up. Forgot the lube," Rick said as he reappeared on the screen with something resembling a turkey baster. He shoved it into Chad's rosebud, and squeezed out the contents.
Chad on screen yelped, and then looked blissfully unaware.
Chadjockstrap gasped. He never knew this happened. After the Championship game he partied hard. Got wasted, and woke up sore all over. He recalled complaining about his ass aching. Rick reminded him that in the game when he was buried under the dogpile, somebody's shoe ended up buried in his ass. Chad believed him, until he saw Todd start fucking him.
Rick explained, "Lube, anesthetic and a few special herbs." Holding up the empty plastic tube.
There must have been multiple cameras. As the view changed to Todd's face as he orgasmed. Then the view switched to a white board score board that the used for CORN HOLE tournanents, except someone taped "CHAD" over the word Corn. Todd stepped up and added a single hash mark after his name.
Angle switched to Rod. His cock was huge. Chad was moaning, and then he spurted. "Four points for Rod and Chad," said Rick stepping over to grab the marker and add hash marks after Chad's name.
"Gawd, no! This never happened!" Chad protested.
"Oh, you memory might be foggy, but you know it happened, jockstrap," Woody goaded him.
Woody really got off on the ceremonial screwing of the quarterback. Three loads later Chad was drenched and 3 sheets to the wind. Chad wouldn't remember the two additional loads Woody pumped into him, nor the final score for him or his teammates.
It was afternoon, Woody was pumping iron in the driveway wearing only Chad, when Chad heard his name. He didn't remember anything between the video jock off session and ending up on the weight bench.
Bruno said loudly, "Woody, have you seen Chad?"
Woody reached up and removed a wireless earbud. Metallica blared.
"You say sumtin' Bruno?" Woody replied.
"I asked, Woody, if you have seen Chad. He is missing. Since Chad lives next door, I figured if anyone saw him it would've been you. So have you seen him?"
Bruno glared down at Woody. The big stud had tells when he was lying. The squirming and penchant pause, told him that Woody was uncomfortable talking about Chad. He had no idea that Chad was Woody's jockstrap and that he tensed up and was crushing Woody's rapidly hardening manhood. Woody adjusted his jockstrap pouch. Bruno interpreted it as another tell.
"I haven't seen Chad's lily white ass since I saw him changing in the locker room around 3:30 pm Friday," Woody replied. He paused and added with a sigh as Bruno glared at him, "To be honest I made a jerk off video of the championship after party with Chad in the sauna, and I just watched it an hour ago."
Bruno could tell Woody was telling the truth. He responded, "Really? I didn't think any videos existed. Rick was adamant that no phones or cameras were allowed?"
"Yeah, what Ricky doesn't know won't hurt anyone," Woody said with a wink and a grin.
"Sure. I won't tell. But do you think I could see it - the vid?" Bruno asked.
Woody looked over at Bruno's eager face, and growing bulge.
"Yeah, I can use a jerk off break, and I'm home alone. So come on Bruno," Woody said standing up, draping his arm across Bruno's shoulders, and guiding him inside and up to his bedroom.