Jim grabbed a bottle of expensive body wash and poured it into Chad's air valve.
Oh, oh, oh, moaned Chad to himself. He had never felt so horns. If he still had balls they would have been filled to exploding. Jim smiled at his bath toy. He set it on his left pec and squeezed.
Ah!
Chad orgasmed. Jim swirled the rubber duck against the soap on his skin to make lather. Another squeeze, another orgasm, another scrub, another squeeze. Chad was soaring. He finally understood what multiple orgasms were. He didn't mind that he was exploring and tasting Jim's giant naked body anymore. He was actually getting off sudsing up Jim's hairy armpit. 20 some orgasms later, he ended up at Jim's crotch, and he was in love.
By the end of the weekend, Jim knew Chad would be hooked. He would be Jim's slave, Chad would do anything to be Jim's bath toy again.