"Hey, Bryce, since I've got a clean jock. I can wait until tomorrow to
do laundry. That means an extra hour or two in gym. Hope you like me
extra sweaty!" Tad said adjusting himself.
He picked up his laundry basket,and glanced down at Bryce's clothing.
He kicked it with his foot. Then he bent down and scooped the
clothing, shoes and all into his laundry basket. Then he left the
basement.
Back in his room Tad changed quickly into his sweats. He hopped on his
bicycle and took the long way around campus to the gym. It would have
been half a mile if he had gone straight there, but he worked up a
healthy sweat pedalling the 8 miles around the campus to the gym.
Bryce was in disbelief as Tad's sweaty junk swelled inside him. His
jaws were starting to feel sore by the time Tad parked his bike, and
headed into the gym. In the locker room, Tad stripped out of his
sweats, and changed into gym shorts and a tank top. He spent two hours
on the machines in the weight room. Then he scratched his crotch, and
headed into the locker room. He stripped down, and started to remove
his jockstrap. Then he stopped. He pulled up the jockstrap, and pulled
his Speedo over it. Grabbed his goggles and spent the next hour in the
pool swimming laps. At first Bryce thought he'd drown, but thankfully
he no longer seemed to need air.
The hot water of the jacuzzi felt good on Bryce's sore muscles when
Tad climbed in after finishing his laps. But then Tad positioned Bryce
and his crotch in front of the powerful jacuzzi jet. Bryce wanted to
scream as the water massage caused Tad's junk to swell.
"Stop masturbating!" screamed Bryce's mind, "I'll go blind."
He heard Tad's faint chuckle. He realized the bastard could hear his
thoughts and had been hearing them all along.
Tad toweled off, and showered wearing his Speedo. He pulled off the
speedo and hung it on a hook, then he went into the sauna still
wearing his wet jockstrap. He lay down on the hot wood, and soon dozed
off.
Bryce found the heat pleasant but disconcerting. Tad was sweating
profusely, and Bryce was drenched, but the dry heat was baking the
water out of the sweat and baking Tad's oils into Bryce's cloth mesh
body. He was soon only slightly damp.
Tad popped a boner, and Bryce felt Tad's hand on his pouch squeezing.
Bryce was never sure if Tad was awake or not when he started jacking
off, but he did wake up and sit up when his wet load erupted soaking
Bryce.
"Oh, fuck, I can't believe I just blew my wad. I was having the most
fucked up dream," he paused and looked down at his stained jockstrap.
He smiled, "Maybe it wasn't a dream. Bryce? Yep, it is you." He
laughed, and headed to shower. He cleaned off, and went back into the
sauna for another 15 minutes. When Bryce was dry, Tad peeled him off
and hung him on the hook next to the Speedo. He took another shower.
Dried himself off. Then he pulled Bryce back on.
Bryce now could taste Tad's clean soapy body while still savoring the
salty spicy taste of his rank sweat which was baked into the jockstrap
fabric. Tad dressed quickly, and soon was bicycling across campus.
Bryce wondered where Tad was going...