It was seconds before Rico was snoring. Chad lay helpless under Rico's bedding. He concentrated to get Rico to get up but to no avail. Rico shifted a bit as he slept, then he got still and started to sweat. Images leaked into Chad's mind. Rico was dreaming. High School locker room, Rico is yelled at by the coach to put on his suit and get in the pool. Chad sees himself himself wearing only his jockstrap horsing around in front of his locker with Rick and Munroe. Rico comes up and pushes the dream Chad's shoulder. He leans forward still talking shit with his mates. His butt cheeks spread as he leans forward. Oh, fuck, Rico's penis is Rick hard. Chad realizes that the real Rico's penis has swelled again too and has forced itself out of his mouth again . Dream Rico plunges his dream cock into dream chad. Dream Chad begins to change. Chad remembers being his doorstep and diving toward Rico's open pant leg. Melting into living liquid fabric, oozing up Rico's hairy leg. The skin tastes a little salty. The leg hairs tickle. Chad's body molds to custom for Rico's crotch and ass. Chad feels great with Rico inside him, he has never been happier. It's great being owned. Chad realizes his memories and dreams are blurring with Rico's. He's not sure whether he truly feels this way of if Rico thinks he should feel this way. It doesn't matter really, because either way it is now how Chad feels. The reshaping from man to Speedo was so sensual, Chad is certain that he never had better sex.
"That's why we voted you MVP, Chad!" Said Rick swatting Rico's Speedo clad ass.
"Most valuable pussy!" Explained Munroe.
" Say can I wear Chad when you're done? " Rick asked.
*Sure! " said Rico as he walked toward the pool wearing tented Chad.
Chad tasted precum. Rico was having a set dream!
Dirk appeared chest to chest with Rico, he said sternly, "Remember Chad is my singlet first. I need him for my match today."
The loads of fun saturating his being overwhelmed him. The images from Rico's dreams became a jumble of disjointed incoherent images. Hot young male bodies, speedos, water. Chad was wasted. It was like the time he chugged a 12 pack and a fifth of tequila. He was out cold.
Cold water drenching him some Chad. He was in a pool. He was still Rico's Speedo. Looking up through the water, Chad recognized Bruno with his house in the background. Bruno always had a pool party for Spring Break. Apparently, Rico had worn Chad to Bruno's.
"Your Speedo is great, Rico! I thought painting Chad's face on your Speedo was hot, but seeing it open its eyes when it's wet is even hotter.
" it's not painted, Bruno. That's really Chad. He's a were Speedo. "
"No way! Can I try him on?"
No, no, no! Screamed Chad's mind.
Rico might have worn him for a few days, but Bruno lived in Speedos, Chad might never be human again. Bruno was as notorious as Chad for being horny. Chad normally came five times a day. Bruno claimed more. Five times a twelve pack of beer and five fifths of tequila. Chad knew he would quickly become a cum head living only for his next load of cum. This had to stop. Please Rico, don't.