Chad lay there a rubber mat glued to his another's frat house shower floor with a massive solid boner that desperately needed attention. The noisy bathroom fan echoed in the tiled room. He shouldn't be so horny. He 's blown a couple loads up Brad's ass. Damn, Brad. He had been rubberized too. Dang, his brother had gotten all smooth and.shiny with his mouth frozen in an inviting sex doll oh, and a rock hard dildo, ooh, and that bubble butt - all so sexy. Chad had thought Brad was responsible for his current predicament, but he realized that Brad wasn't. Victor's brother was responsible. Who was Victor 's brother? Chad's brain was flat as a pancake, which probably accounted for his disjointed thought process.
Flat with all those feet walking on him. Mmm. He hadn't been into feet before, but after all those naked frat boys stomping on him, he wanted more bare feet. Clean feet, stinky feet, smooth feet, callused feet, feet that sweat a lot - Chad wanted feet.
"Yo, Chad, how's it hanging?" a familiar male voice shouted. But with the acoustics in the tiled bathroom and the fan rattling away, Chad couldn't place it. The voice continued, "Not hanging, sticking upright. And the MVP is flat on his back, down for the count. I was just gonna roll you up, and go, Chad. Tch, all those girls raving about that boner of yours. I gotta try it out."
Through the water spotted glass walls of the shower enclosure, Chad can see a male shape stripping down. When naked , he enters the shower. Bare feet press into Chad. Only as he squats to impale himself on Chad's permanent erection does Chad see his face.