There was a noise behind him. Chad turned and was surprised to see Bruno staring at him.
"Chad? Is that you?" Bruno asked. He seemed to doubt it looking at Chad's shiny black rubber face, but then his eyes dropped to the bulge in the Speedo, and he added, "Yep, that's you, Chad! What happened?"
Chad opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. He stuck his finger down his throat trying to clear it, but there was no obstruction. Bruno misunderstood the finger in his mouth.
"Finally, I knew it. You're ready to give me a blow job," Bruno said, "Always knew my fantasies about you would pan out."
He put his hands on Chad's rubber shoulders and easily pushed him down to his knees. Chad couldn't help himself. His mouth was open, as Bruno slid his hard cock into the waiting maw. Bruno ran one hand through Chad's rubbery hair.
"Dude, if I knew you were into latex, I'd have gotten some body paint myself. Ooh, you're a natural, Chad, more tongue please."
Chad started working Bruno's cock with his tongue. He couldn't believe he was fulfilling Bruno's fantasies. He was sure Rick was behind this, and he was a bit afraid to find out what Rick's fantasies consisted of. A blow job would be the least of his problems. Rick was into some heavy bondage stuff from the little Chad knew. He recalled Aaron and Rick talking about having sex on living rubber sheets at some guy's house. Rick had said he'd get himself a pair of living sheets of his own, someday. Chad had a bad feeling if Rick got a hold of him before the spell wore off, he might be permanently gracing Rick's bed as part of the bedding. He swallowed. Bruno moaned. "Do that again," ordered Bruno. So Chad did.