Zack has a chance encounter with a particularly mischievous student

Zack had received so much unwanted attention that most of the people he had passed began to blur together, but there was one in particular he thought looked familiar. Zack recognized him from some sports team- Zack was pretty sure it was the lacrosse team- and he was carrying a water bottle with him. Trent, the lacrosse player in question, had to fight back a grin at Zack’s humiliating state. As he got closer and closer to the duo, he unscrewed the cap of his bottle to take a refreshing gulp of water, and right as he was passing Zack, accidentally spilled it all down the front of Zack’s white pouch. The sunlight and water combined to turn the pouch almost completely see-through.

“Oh my god! I’m just so clumsy, I’m so sorry.” Trent apologized, feigning innocence. “Let me help you dry off.” As Trent kneeled down to ‘help’ he ‘accidentally’ lost his balance and stumbled, grabbing on to Nathan’s shirt to steady himself, ripping it off Zack’s waist in the progress. The breeze that was whistling through campus that day quickly whisked Nathan’s shirt away, removing some of the very little coverage Zack had left.

“I’m so sorry dude. I feel like I’ve already caused enough problems so I’ll just leave you alone.” Trent spoke up, and before Zack could even object, Trent was gone.

Stranded in the middle of campus with his crush in broad daylight only wearing a tight, see-through jockstrap, Zack was utterly mortified. Just as an extra embarrassing bonus, some of the water Trent spilled down the front of Zack’s money had clung to his toned frame and was now glistening in the sunlight, only serving to highlight his muscles.

What’s left for the duo of Zack and Nathan to do?