Chad was sure someone was at the locker, but it didn't open. He could hear something, and in spite of the darkness, he thought he could see.
Damn, maybe it was because their cum was in him or because he had been lathered all over their naked bodies, but Chad seemed to be channeling his teammates now. The lock he heard being opened with Blake's bicycle lock. The roaring sound was Rick on his motorcycle. Dang, why couldn't Gus and Jeff just get a room. They were half naked again in the back of Gus' mother's van. He could feel Gus's tongue licking Jeff's armpit, and he felt Jeff's moist mushroom tip pressing against Gus' ribs. He could sense every player. It was horrible and exhilarating at the same time. He was connected with them. And he felt himself feeling stronger when Jeff blew his load. He concentrated on all of them. Soon half were masturbating. He absorbed their cum, as they blew their loads. He felt his plastic bottle getting bigger. His chest was soon touching the door of the locker.