"Congrats, Dirk!" Bruno shouted over the music as he put his palm on Dirk's butt cheeks while stealing a touch against the thong. He continued, "I almost envy Chad, two weeks in Ibiza for Spring Break."
" Well, I could use a cover-up for sit down restaurants that object to bare butt cheeks, " Dirk said handing Bruno the purple jello shot.
Bruno laughed and said, "After you?" He handed it back to Dirk, who set it back on the tray.
Then he kissed Dirk. And the orgy was in full swing.
Chad had psychically screamed himself hoarse. Dirk and danced, kissed and ground his junk into nearly every guy there. Everyone wanted to grind, bump or touch Dirk's thong to verify it was Chad. Chad tasted something slimy, salty and maybe a bit metallic ? It was weird, Chad kept getting flashes of thoughts and images as the guys touched him. Bruno was willing to let Dirk screw his ass, if Dirk did it while Bruno was blowing his load in Chad's pouch. Rick had been planning to "jock" Chad since football camp three years ago. Greg had already made the video of Chad becoming Dirk's swimsuit his screen saver. Dirk said to Greg, "He's a thong or g-string or Rio, not just a swimsuit." Greg blinked, because he hadn't said anything.
As Greg stumbled away with a confused expression.
Yesh, Chad, I can hear your thoughts. You're an open book to me now. I hadn't believed those stories about you averaging fucking a girl a day, until. You've been a horny ticket up to now. Let's see if I can change that, thought Dirk.
Wearing me let's you read my mind? Chad wondered.
Nah, nut hugger, the connection formed after I got prelim in you, and when I dreamed you when Bruno was grinding on me. I imagine you will shut up, after you dry out. Now I wanna try something.