Bruno twisted the dildo back and forth as he drilled a hole into the tackle dummy's head.
"There, much more fuckable, now for Chad's asshole," Bruno said flipping the tackle dummy over, and slamming the dildo into the smaller hole where it attached to the metal frame for practice. He twisted it hard and drilled deep into the foam body, if Chad had tear ducts he'd have cried like a baby.
"Great!" Ty said.
"Not done yet. Gonna give this Chad a twat, so three or more can use it- er, him," Bruno added with a snicker.
He flipped Chad over again, and ground the dildo into the bulge that served as the tackle dummy's crotch. Chad felt like his balls were being pulverized.
Bruno, Rick and Rod each took a hole. When they came another jock took their place. Cock after cock, blowing load after load. Chad's foam body proved to be super absorbent. Ty was chortling as over a hundred guys buried their manhoods in the grey rubberized tackle dummy decorated to resemble Chad. Of course, only Ty knew it was really Chad all along. Chad was ruined, Ty was tempted to change the dummy back to see what the redesigned Chad would look like now. It was getting late. There were a half dozen jocks still molesting the Chad doll. Ty shrugged, and made his closing down rounds. He checked doors, and lights in the coaching offices. He loaded up the towels that missed the bins. He headed back to where Chad was still taking it from his teammates.
He cleared his throat, " Hey, guys, ya know it's time to lockup?"
"Aw, how about 10 more minutes?"
"Hey, Ty, take a turn, there's plenty of room in all his holes for two or more dicks."
There is? Thought Ty. Chad definitely has been ruined. He couldn't help but smile.
"Sure, why not?"