"Heh, heh, yeah, Chadboi superstud is now super-pussy," Geoff said answering his cellphone without a salutation. Both Chad and his father looked.
"It's Todd, Chad's receiver, he's looking forward to the party and Chad receiving him!" Geoff announced gleefully.
"Todd's going to be there too, sir?" Chad gasped.
"Oh, Chad, I guess I didn't tell you, this will be your going away party. All your friends and teammates have been invited to help you become the bitch you are destined to be. So think about what you want to say to them while you can do anything other bark."
There was a click and a flash of Geoff's phone camera, followed a few moments later by Geoff laughing, "I knew you'd recognize Chad's butt. No, not my feet. But he should be stretched enough to accommodate the team's cocks. I'd guess maybe four guys at once? You think five with Peanut? He's short but his cock isn't that small is it?"
Peanut the punter was going to use Chad too? Oh, and he had given that guy a swirlie. How many guys had he bullied over the years? Well, this would be his chance to make up for his bad behavior.
Chad moaned, and asked, "Master Geoff, could you tell Todd I'm looking forward to being his receiver for a change!"
The two masters laughed. Todd heard it over the phone and practically came in his shorts. His next thought was "Poor Chad!"