"Oh, man, Chad, you're tight. I know you need to relax and loosen up," Rick's brother said as he turned on the jacuzzi and started to climb in.
No! Shrieked Chad's mind. He remembered every time that Rick's brother joined them "to relax" he would release stinky farts. The sauna was worse than the jacuzzi, but since Chad was now encasing his ass, it really didn't matter.
The man laughed, "You got me, Chad. I did burrito binge earlier in anticipation of breaking wind in you. Much as I enjoy our conversations, I can't be seen talking to my swimwear, so after this dip, no more chatting. Accept your fate, Chad. There really isn't any choice."
He was up to his thighs in hot water. Chad could feel the steam rising all around him. Then he let loose a fart. It was the smelliest, most disgusting fart that Chad had ever experienced. Then he felt the wetness. The man was still standing with his suit out of the water. The taste was horrific. He sat back into the swirling hot water and sighed.
Chad wanted to vomit, but all he could do was sit there and take the torrent of farts and piss unleashed into him during the next half hour.
Silently, Rick's brother got up and out of the jacuzzi. He rinsed off in the outside shower, and walked over to a chaise to sun himself. Chad saw the reflection in the mirrored windows of the house, and was shocked to see how good he looked on Joshua.
Josh smiled. Chad never caller him Joshua. He was always Rick's brother to Chad. He almost thought or said something to Chad, it was a suit now. He lay down and enjoyed the sun.