Chad was sobbing quietly after his nuts had been cut off. He was covered with a stinky old tarp and shoved in the back of a truck. At least they tied him in place. He was vaguely aware of Rick and Todd being also loaded in the truck. The plumber pulled into a truck stop. Chad was terrified this was where he would end up. After an hour or two, the truck started again. Maybe he was only there for lunch? Chad didn't know that Todd had been installed to replace a toilet that had been blown up by an M80.
The next stop was Chad's street, but he didn't know. Rick was going to a nice home.
Chad ended up sleeping in the truck over night. Then an eight hour drive up the coast. He felt himself untied, and hoisted on to the plumber's shoulder. He was still covered with the tarp and had no idea where he was. Then he smelled the stale scents of urine and beer. A bar? surmised Chad.
The stall was painted black, but people had keyed or written graffiti onto the stall walls all the same.
"How'd they break it this time?" the plumber asked as he attached huge metal bolts to Chad.
Chad focused totally on his new huge nuts. They felt so heavy, and big. He had thought he had big balls before, but these belonged on a bull. He didn't hear the other person's answer. He did see the check him out, and nod, as he let the stall door swing shut. The lights in the bathroom went out. Chad would sit in darkness for a few hours until the bar opened. If he had read some of the graffiti, or if the lights had been left on so he could read it, Chad might have been better prepared when the lights finally came on, and the stall door flew open, and two half naked guys burst in. The guy on top was fucking the guy on the bottom who was intimately pressing down on Chad. Dripping with piss and a couple dozen guys' cum by the time the bathroom lights went off, Chad had been christened as a toilet in a very popular gay club. He didn't even want to think about the shits, the scent of which still lingered in him. Todd had been bad enough, but 23 guys, yeah he counted. Worst of all, the last guy to use him hadn't flushed.