Chad was freaking. He had been flattened and rolled up and stuck in a stinky gym bag. He suspected it was Rick who caught him, but Rick liked to gloat. He'd've said something by now to Chad. This guy didn't seem to know that Chad was alive. He just thought he found a neat rubber toy, Chad decided. He thought what he'd do if he found a black rubber inflatable man. He'd probably save it until he figured a prank to do with it. If he was blue balling it? Oh, crap, he'd inflate it and use it as a sex toy.
Finally, he was lifted out of his gym bag prison. He was airborne, as his captor tossed him out of the bag. Chad had been staring at black rubber after he was rolled up, but as he flew through the air, he unrolled. He landed mostly on the twin bed in a boy's bedroom. There were various trophies on the dresser, and from where his head hung off the bed, Chad could see a crumpled up jockstrap and a couple of dirty athletic socks on the floor. He could hear the guy walking around on the other side of the bed, but he couldn't see him. He heard some rummaging around. Then he heard the bedroom door closed, and the lock clicked. He felt a hand running over his flattened thigh.
"Let's see where the inflation valve is?" the guy was apparently examining Chad's legs and ass, and then he grabbed Chad's flattened dick, and laughed. "Oh, I'm going to need a ball needle to pump this one up."
The voice was male, but Chad already guessed that from the jockstrap. The voice sounded familiar, but Chad was having trouble recognizing it. Maybe flattened ears made it hard to hear clearly?
YEOW! A cold metal needle intruded in Chad's piss slit. Then there was the sound of a hand pump, and Chad felt air filling his cock. Using the ball pump, it took nearly fifteen minutes to fill Chad enough that his head rose up over the bed, and he could see his captor.