Ricky grabbed the phone and stared as Chad entered the fieldhouse and standing there naked put the plastic cap on his penis. Then he watched a Chad pissed himself away into the empty cooler. His jaw dropped in disbelief, and a a wet spot formed on his tented on shorts. Josh was busy pulling out a couple baggies of herbs, and removing a talisman from around his neck.
"Fuck, Josh, you really liquidated Chad!" Ricky gasped.
Josh raised his hand a the mixture of rosemary and powders exploded with a flash in Ricky's face. The shiny talisman swung back and forth in front of his face.
"Ricky, everything you saw in the video and what I told you was only a dream. A really hot dream. You won't remember it until you wake tomorrow, and then you will know it was only a hot dream that makes you hard, super hard. Heck when you dream it again, you'll blow your load. Now you will sit here for five minutes, then you will go to your locker and change and go home. Tonight you will dream about this, and tomorrow when you drink the sports drink you will remember your dream and think how hot it is to be drinking Chad. You'll not want to spill a drop," Josh chuckled. He put his herbs and amulet away, and quickly finished throwing all Chad's stuff into a box. He stuck it in the store room and figured he'd go through it later. He said his goodbyes to Ricky who seemed his old oblivious self when he came to cage for a towel after showering. Josh smiled at Ricky's receding butt and whispered to himself, "Pleasant wet dreams, Ricky."