Snake had stripped down to a jockstrap and began doing push-ups in front drying Chad. He jumped up and whispered into the mannequin's ear, "Usually, I like to workup a sweat before sex, makes me last longer, if you know what I mean. Usually, I workout totally naked for the enjoyment of my partner with my big dick flopping around as I do jumping jacks. But since your eyes can't see, why should I risk injury, huh?"
Then he stepped back and did 100 jumping jacks. Chad did find it somewhat sexy, and figured he'd try it the next time he hooked up with a gir- fuck like that would ever happen now! How could his best bud do this to him, even for ten million dollars, he wouldn't have, would he?
"Oh, yeah," Snake said peeling off his jockstrap and letting his manhood spring upright.
Chad could only stare. Snake's limp cock was average at best, but he was a grower as his foreskin drew back taut, his cock doubled in size, maybe 8 or 9 inches hard? Maybe more?
Snake tapped his index finger on Chad a few places, and decided, "You're dry enough, Chad."
Snake slung his arms around the mounted mannequin's neck, and swung his legs up and under Chad's arms. Chad would have screamed if he could as Snake's weight drove Chad's ass down on the rod by which he was impaled. Snake's warm damp cock slapped Chad's nose and lips. Then as Snake slid down Chad's torso, his punishment left a slimy trail from Chad's chin, down his neck and chest. Then Snake's butt cheeks spread to embrace Chad's permanent election.
"Ooh, yeah, oh, yeah," moaned Snake as he slowly impaled himself on Chad's cock. He slid all the way down. Precum trailed down Chad's chest and abs. Then Chad felt pressure on his shoulders as Snake lifted up, and Chad's cock slid out of Snake. In, out, in, out, in,out, a couple dozen times before Snake blew his load all over Chad's chest and abs. At that same instance, hot sticky goo erupted from Chad's cock inside Snake's bowels.. Then Snake slid all the way down clinging to Chad like a nursing baby.
The words from the Eagles' song came unbidden to Chad's mind, "this could be heaven, this could be hell." They seemed appropriate to his current condition.
Snake felt the shift of Chad dropping closer to the floor as the rod impaling Chad sunk deeper in him. "Good, your hole should be big enough now to take my whole cock," Snake said.
Snake put his hands on Chad's shoulders, and pushed himself up and off. He ended up doing a full handstand on Chad's shoulders. Then he did a gymnast's dismount landing in front Chad.
"That was amazing! It actually felt you actually came inside me," gushed Snake.