"Uh-h-h-h-h?" Chad stammered uncertainly.
"Caught you off guard, Chad? No need to entertain me. I'll just wear you home," Rico said brightly unbuttoning his cutoff jeans, and letting them drop to his ankles.
He stood there naked, as Chad stared with his jaw hanging open, and the wet spot growing on his tented shorts.
Rico laughed. "I guess you're awaiting orders. Dirk was specific in what he wanted to wear, me I think you've got good taste, Chad. What do you think I should wear? Now dress me in that!" he ordered.
Chad swallowed as he lunged for Rico's half hard cock. He felt his own shorts slide off, as his body melted and flowed over Rico's naked flesh. Chad's skin seemed to glisten as it flowed like liquid rubber over Rico's muscular ass, legs, and up his torso and back.