The blare of Rico's alarm woke Chad. He thought he had a bad dream, and was still dreaming, but slowly he came to the realization that he really was Rico's Speedo. Rico was hung over and horny. He didn't think of Chad for a minute, just that he needed to blow his load before he started his trip. He couldn't be throwing wood around in a car full of guys, he'd never live it down, and Thad would be pissed. So he began massaging his dick through his Speedo. Only after he blew his load did he remember Chad.
"Oh, fuck, Chad!" he slapped his forehead and got out of bed. He looked down expecting a dripping mess leaking from his Speedo, but only saw a damp spot. He laughed, "Well, they say breakfast is the most important meal of the day."
He plodded to the kitchen, and poured himself a big glass filled half with beer and half with orange juice. He muttered something about hair of the dog, and tipped the glass back. Beer and juice dribbled down his chin, chest and abs right into his Speedo. At Chad's current weight, he was quickly buzzed as he absorbed the mix of beer and juice on top of all the loads Rico had fed him last night and now this morning. Rico grabbed some toast, and beans for breakfast, and farted loudly. Damn, it was a wet fart. Rico cursed, "Now I need a shower." He continued drinking his breakfast as he headed to the bathroom. Chad kept hoping Rico would take him off. Instead Rico turned on the shower and climbed in wearing only Chad. He lathered up, and continued to dribble beer down his belly and into Chad. Chad wondered if Rico knew he was getting Chad drunk?
It seemed to Chad that because Rico was still wearing him while he showered that he was not cleaning Chad as much as grinding Rico's cum and shit into Chad. Yikes! Rico started to piss in the shower. Chad had done that before, but not while wearing someone else- at least he didn't knowingly wear anyone else. He had once borrowed Thad's swimsuit, but now he wondered, if it might have been somebody? The torrent of hot piss blasting through him felt worse than the hot thick loads of cum, and Chad had a feeling this piss was just the first of many.
Rico towel dried himself and his Speedo. Then he blew dry his hair. He pulled open his Speedo and blew dry his crotch and Speedo pouch. Then he blasted his ass through the Speedo. Soon Chad was toasty dry, and Rico was pulling on his stinky old jeans, A-shirt and tying a long sleeve shirt around his waist by the arms of the shirt. He grabbed his satchel. Locked up the house, and headed over to Thad's. He checked his watch, 5:40 am. He had time, they weren't leaving until 6:15 am.