"Well, you two lovebirds look adorable together. I'll leave you two alone to get better acquainted. Have fun sacking your new quarterback. And think about Bruno, he'd make one hell of a pool toy." Rick started to turn the knob on the inside of Marco's bedroom door.
"Uh, yeah, maybe later. Right now I'm working on customizing Chad a bit," grunted Marco as he worked his penis into plush Chad's furry ass. Marco was stretching the fabric and rearranging the stuffing to create his own personal cock pocket.
Rick snapped a couple parting shots, as he shook his head. He'd warned Marco about getting to emotionally involved. A masturbatory toy used as a masturbatory toy was just that. But true love broke curses. Still true love was rare, and Marco didn't really seem like Chad's type. He closed the door behind himself, patted the bag of money, and headed down to his truck - and Bruno. Why had he brought Bruno? His hand slid to the hickey behind his ear, oh yeah, that's why he brought Bruno. Too bad Rick's family didn't have a pool. Bruno would make a hell of a pool toy.
"Yo, Bruno, thought you were going to stay in the truck?"
"I smelled water. You should see this pool. Wanna take a dip?" Bruno asked standing on a stone bench to peer over a hedge.
Rick climbed up on the bench. Behind the hedge was a huge blue pool in a grotto.
"Didn't bring a suit," Rick said curtly, "get in the truck, Bruno."