The light came on in his room and as his vision cleared he realized it was his dad.
What the hell has this little bitch been doing in here? He said to himself not knowing that Jeff was the mattress. I would have never believed he was a faggot.
Now Jeff knew his dad was a big matcho man and would have tossed him out without a second thought if he thought that Jeff was gay but he wasn't. How would he be able to explain the mattress with a huge cock and balls stuck to it? How would he be able to tell him that he didn't use it that it was a crazy machine that made the changes? How would he be able to tell his dad that he wasn't gay.
Jeff's dad rolled the mattress up and took it down to a local gay bath house and asked if they had any use for it. He had thought about tossing it in the trash but it is so hard to find someone to pick up an old mattress that he thought a gay place may work better.
The manager had never seen such an item and being on the lookout for new and interesting toys for the boys to play with he snapped it up. The first guy that used Jeff was a big muscle man that had an ass on his as big as two large watermelons. As Jeff watched his mattress cock being christened by this guy he finally realized that this was the start of a long holiday weekend and his mind snapped as he realized how many men he would be serving this weekend.