"Okay, Bruno, quiet down. You can wear Chad tonight, but you have to give him to me in the morning," Thad said, "I haven't had a chance to wear him, and he's my bro. And you can't tell Munroe or Rick."
"Right, thanks," Bruno said eagerly stripping and putting Chad on.
They stayed at a fleabag motel that night. Thad, Rico and Munroe shared a room with three beds, and Bruno and Rick shared the room with the double bed.
"Damn, I didn't bring any condoms," Rick complained as he came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel after his shower.
"No problem, bro, I got something better."
"Better? Aren't you going to shower?"
"In the morning, and the better is-" Bruno said peeling back the sheets to reveal himself in a Speedo, "Tah-dah!"
Rick looked perplexed and the light hit. He shouted, "Chad!"
Bruno raised his finger to his lips, and hissed, "Thad's in the next room."
"Chad's your Speedo?" Rick hissed, "But how? And damn, he looks pretty rubbery, bend over and we'll see what sort of condom he makes."
Rick didn't seem at all perturbed that he could look at a Speedo and recognize his teammate and buddy, and contemplate using him as a condom.
Chad was screaming, he felt Rick's hot wet member ram him between Bruno's butt cheeks and deep inside the warm slimy chute that could only be Bruno's rectum. In, out, in, out, faster, and faster. BOOM! Hot gooey stuff is gushing out Rick's cock and filling an already disgusted Chad.
Rick sighed, and panting said, "Now my turn." He rolled over. Chad was staring outward from Bruno's crotch at Rick's rosebud. Oh, yeah, he'd like to pound that guy's ass after the pounding he just took. Oh, no not head first!
Bruno only took a few strokes to get rock hard again. He had leaked precum into Chad while Rick was pounding both their asses. Bruno carefully glided his Speedo pouch clad cock into Rick's anus. No! Screamed Chad. His nose crinkled up or would have if he had a nose to crinkle. He could still smell and taste. Darkness enveloped him.
Chad was in shock. He didn't really remember much about what happened. Just Rick and Bruno's sweaty bodies entwined, and taking turns fucking each other. Bruno was in the shower the next thing he knew. He was lathering himself and his Speedo up well.
"Gotta have you all clean for Thad to wear."
Thad? Right. Chad's brain was like Swiss Cheese now, but he remembered, bits and pieces. He just wanted to sleep. Bruno blew him dry, as best he could. Then he put Chad back on, and wrapped himself in a towel to absorb the excess.
"Where's Chad?" Rick asked. He was on the bed, freshly showered again too.
"Right here," Bruno said patting his crotch.
"Can I wear him?"
"Well, only until morning. Then we have to give him to Thad. And we can't tell Thad that you wore Chad."
Rick put on the damp Speedo, after Bruno peeled him off and threw him at Rick's face.
At last they went to sleep. Chad slept like a stone.
He woke up drowning. Rick that bastard had jerked off into him.
"Quick give him to me, I'm almost ready to cum," Bruno said.
"Heh, heh, lucky for us Chad is a Speedo, and doesn't know what's going on," chuckled Rick.
Chad was screaming in his mind, but his screams fell on deaf ears. They knew he was the Speedo, they just didn't think that he knew it too, and was aware of everything they did.