"Whu -ah -oof!" Chad managed to exclaim as he briefly became a yellow rubbery human before he collapsed in a heap on Jim's floor.
"You can say that again," laughed Jim, "though I doubt you will be able to for a week or two. Remember I told you I wanted to take you camping with me for Spring Break? You blew me off, any way, you're going now."
Jim strode naked passed the yellow heap that was Chad, toweled off, and came back and picked Chad up. "Well, I gotta get up earlier tomorrow to pick up by bud for our camping trip, so I'd better get to sleep. Figure, I might as well sleep inside you - you know to get you broken in."
Chad was freaking, he had no idea what was going on, as Jim spread him out on his bed. Then Jim played with and removed Chad's foreskin. Chad just couldn't figure out what Jim had planned. Then Jim grabbed Chad's cock and pulled. It was now a zipper pull. Good grief, he was unzipping Chad, and climbing inside him.
Then it hit Chad. He was now a sleeping bag, and Jim was going to sleep inside of him! Put some clothes on you, Perv! Chad's mind shrieked. His silent pleas went unheeded. Naked Jim was inside Chad, and he had grabbed Chad's penis, and was zipping himself inside. Oh, damn, this is tight, I'm not just a sleeping bag, I must be a mummy bag! Chad realized.
BUZZ!
Chad woke to the alarm, it was still dark outside. He had had a bizarre dream involving athletic supporter cups, rubber ducks and sleeping bags. He felt something warm, hard and heavy inside him. He tried to move, but he couldn't. It was a dream wasn't it?
"YAWN!" Jim stretched inside Chad, as he yawned. He grabbed Chad's penis, and unzipped Chad, and climbed out.
"Aaaah, yeah! Time to get packing," Jim said, as he zipped Chad up, and started rolling him up into a tight bedroll. Chad was tied into a bundle, and he reeked of Jim's sweat. Then Chad felt his foreskin being stretched, and his whole body was shoved inside of hia own foreskin. He was in agony, and blind. He could hear Jim moving around. Then he was roughly loaded into the trunk of Jim's car, along with some other gear. He heard the engine roar to life, and felt the vehicle moving down the road. He wondered who Jim was going camping with. Did they know that Jim's sleeping bag was Chad? It was surreal. Chad tried to tell himself that it couldn't be happening, but then of course it was.