It was five hours later and Victor had just woken up from his intoxicated slumber with a headache that felt like a hippo just sat on top of him. He couldn't believe what he saw; his clothes were all over the floor of the restaurant. He immediately grabbed his shirt and put it on and then he looked around for his underwear.

"My underwear...where did it go?!" he said as he started to panic. "Did I even put any on today?" That was the even more frightening question that needed to be answered. He decided to nonetheless put his pants back on and buttoned them up and finally left the restaurant, completely unaware that everyone was watching him. He hoped that he didn't get in trouble for indecent exposure, because he may be beautiful, but man, were his pubic hairs nasty!

Yuuri was back in his hotel room all by himself and sat on the bed. He took off his shirt and saw the thong that was in his pocket. Now the question that was on his kind was what to do with it? He wondered how his coach would react if he discovers that his student took his underwear, but Yuuri felt that they were somewhat close enough that Victor wouldn't get mad.

"I can't believe...actually, I really can believe that Victor wears this kind of underwear," said Yuuri to himself as he took it out. It was really starting to turn Yuuri on. He slowly brought it to his face and looked at it fairly well. This was in his coach's ass and it was covering his parts. Victor's juicy bulge...

Yuuri closed his sexy and chubby eyes and inhaled the odor of the thong, smiling as he enjoyed the smell of a very distant fart. This string was pressed right against Victor's White Russian asshole. The place he farted out of and the place that may have been penetrated by someone else, even. He was starting to get hard at the very thought.