Chad finally arrived at the gravel drive with a battered tin mailbox with a street number written in graffiti black marker. Chad recognized it from the memories he shared with Snake while Chad was worn by him. Chad was still a bit wobbly on his feet, not having been human for weeks. He stomach grumbled, and he licked his lips. He jumped back when his barefoot was stung by the rough gravel. He walked in the grass and mud parallel to the driveway. The home was obscured by a wall of willow trees. As he rounded the drive, he saw the low green manufactured house with haphazard additions. Snake's motorcycle was out front with two helmets hanging on it. Chad paused. Snake had a date?
He knew Snake was 19, and lived alone in the home after his father died in a road accident. Chad staggered up to the door. The screendoor was shut, but the front door was open. Chad could smell the heavy scent of marijuana coming out of the house.
Chad was dripping with sweat. He had thought being a Speedo was harder exercise than being human. Now he realized that both seemed to involve different muscles. He was sore and tired from his long walk on atrophied muscles. A little cum would refresh him. He hoped. He looked for a doorbell but didn't see one on either side of the screen door. So he tried the handle it was unlocked.
Chad let himself in. He glanced at the front door, it had a combo doorbell, peephole built into it. He told himself that he would ring the bell next time unless Snake was wearing him. He followed the heavy scent of marijuana to Snake's bedroom. Chad grinned when he saw two men were lying naked on top of the bedding. They both seemed to be wasted, and both were sporting morning wood. Chad's luck was improving.
Chad thought about waking them up, but then he saw the empty beer cans strewn about the room, the hookah with two pipes, the third full whiskey bottle, and the assortment of pills on the nightstand. He recognized the purple Viagra pills. Let sleeping dogs lie, thought Chad.
He knew one was Snake but didn't look at the other guy's face until after he had spread them apart with their heads next to each other, and their feet on opposite corners of the mattress. Chad was planning to make a capital A with the two men as the legs of the A, and Chad as the crossbar with his mouth suckling one cock, and his asshole milking the other. He recognized his brother Dirk, as Jason's bedfellow, and joined them carefully guiding Snake cock into his hole, then swallowing Dirk's boner. The moment his lips closed, Dirk and Jason's minds connected. They were both dreaming about using Chad.
Chad was happy to make their dreams a reality. Soon they were kissing in their dreams, as Chad milked both their cocks like the slut coach wanted him to be.