Zeb pulled up and parked beside Rod. As they headed for the house, Rod asked…“What took you guys so long? How long can it take to just try on a pair of jeans…?”

“You’re kiddin’, right?”

“Yeah…but I thought I’d ask anyway! Roscoe up to his usual tricks?”

“Oh, yeah…!”

“Was he disappointed?”

“Don’t think so…he was smiling when we left!”

“Were you guys?”

“Smiling or disappointed?”

“Disappointed, shithead!”

“Hell, no!”

“Do you both?”

“Yeah…at the same time!”

“That accounts for his smile! Jeans fit nice?”

Zeb answered… “Second skin, man…second skin!”

“Zeb…you still got that zippered jock Roscoe made for you last year?”

“Yeah, why…”

“When I introduce the match tomorrow night…you guy’ll both be wearing leather – Randy, his jeans…you, the jock – then you’ll strip to your rings…a little tease for the crowd! Hell, I’ll probably have to help you out of your leather and ‘fluff your stuff’ so you’ll be ready…”

“‘Fluff my stuff’?”

“Yeah…you know, like when you goods are stuffed into a jock or a pair of jeans, you always have to ‘fluff’ things a little so they look as good as possible…I’ll just help, that’s all – lend a hand!”

“You’re a pervert, you know that…right?”

“Yeah…!”

A fantastic aroma greeted them as then entered the kitchen. Pierre was standing at the stove, back to them, vigorously stirring something. The strings of his short apron swished across his tight, furry buns as he did…then came to rest in his dark crack when he paused. He turned to face Rod, Randy and Zeb when he heard them enter. The hem of his apron ended just below his crotch, and was slightly “tented” by his dick. “Ah, Meestar Rod…you are all com at once…I have make special meal for being happy! It is ready in hour…”

“Happy?”

“Oui…I am happy all over me…this is happy day…I have now such good friend of Rhondee and Zeb…make me all over happy – deek is hard all day from happy!”

“What have I missed?”

“Rhondee skip class…com to kitchen for food…I see him so nice hard and give him sock…”

“I knew you’d do him sooner or later…!”

“Oui…but that not all…I take to him bagel in bed because he tired from me giving such good sock, and he give me keeses and sock too, and play my nots…then Zeb com and say I not com too much if two time one day…two time not bad for small man like me…Dr. Mike tell me never no good to com two time one day…Zeb tell me it VERY good for me!”

“So, you and Randy suck each other off?”

“Oui…and Rhondee say he like me ‘very good’ with no circumcise and we do more, and Zeb say he do more too…he squeeze my nots and say they be no good if I not com two time one day