Chad was in total agony. How-oh-damn-the-pain! Chad's mind was reeling. Bruno had just put both hands into his piss slit, and now was stepping his foot into the hole too. Chad could not focus on what Bruno was doing. His all-consuming pain caused emotions to erupt that Chad hadn't experienced since he was a toddler. Absolute pain, absolute agony, pure rage, total devastation, abject sorrow - his emotions surged like a boiling ocean. He was totally unfocused in his mind swirling agony. SNAP.
Aaaaaaawwwww? The pain mostly subsided. Chad was staring out of the top of Bruno's hood. Damn, Bruno looked hot inside that black shiny wet suit. Chad thought how hot he'd look in it - then he realized he was it. Bruno's erection horrified and fascinated him. He struggled with his situation. He couldn't resist. He was a thing now. He was owned. No, there had to be a way out of this. He'd make Bruno - ooooooooooh! Relief. Bruno tucked his erection inside Chad, and then his piss slit closed. The agony passed. The absence of pain washed over Chad as relief. He felt great. Then Bruno pulled his hood back. Then he realized Bruno was still sporting an erection, and it was inside of his rubber skin. Chad felt so good being filled with Bruno, even with Bruno's erection inside him. He could taste Bruno's skin, sweat, and precum. Damn, why did Bruno have to taste, smell and feel so fucking good inside him? Duh- thought Chad- of course he feels good inside me, I'm his fucking wet suit. He was a thing. He wasn't feeling as great as he had. Chad's attention focused on Bruno's erection. He couldn't think of anything else, not even his own situation.