Chad was screaming at the top of his lungs, "Brad, it's me Chad. You gotta help me!"
Brad heard Chad's thoughts the moment his hand touched the suit in the basket. So he grabbed Chad.
"Bruno and Rick?"
"Yes. Thank God, you found me, Brad. I was afraid that - wait what are you doing? You're not going to put me on! But you know it is me, Br-ugh mphlthkui o uhgjjjhh!"
"I'm putting you on, and wearing you for as long as it takes, Chad. You got yourself into this mess, now you have to live with the consequences. I am president of this frat, I've got a hundred brothers to think about besides you. If I didn't wear you, someone else would. If someone else wears you, odds are Bruno and Rick will get their hands on you, and make you into a sex pig. If when they pledge next year, they present a sex pig to the frat, they get automatic admission, and avoid the hazing. The best part about my wearing you until then, is that the spell they used to make everyone not be aware that you're missing should also work on them. They should go right on thinking that you're their sex pig admission ticket, at least until the hazing starts. Then they will realize their doom. You see when you pledge this frat you agree that if you're blackballed you will spend at least a year as a house pig slave. It's then that the pledges are presented with the option of getting a hazing pass by presenting the frat with a sex pig slave in lieu. Ideally, that's when Doofus and Butthead should remember and realize that I'm still wearing you, and they will be sex pigs for the frat."
Chad had been silent. Now he started ranting. It was at least six months that Brad was planning to wear him! What about his parents? If a week could turn him into a sex pig, what would six months do?
Brad had sauntered up to some sorority girls, as Chad ranted. The attempt at speech by the Spandex man resulted in tiny tugs and twists of flexing fabric around Brad's manhood caused his cock to stiffen tenting the Speedo.
"Happy to see us?" snickered the blonde sorority girl.
"You know it," said Brad.
The brunette frat girl asked, "Is it true that you have to wear that same Speedo all Spring Break?"
"Yep, but this one is so comfy, I may wear it all the way to next year's Spring Break," Btad replied with a laugh.
Chad broke into a tirade. Brad bit his lip to avoid moaning as he blew his load. Chad absorbed the cum as fast as Brad's cock pumped it out. Now Chad was silent, and Brad's cock went limp.