Chad heard voices. Familiar voices blowing in the wind. He was blowing in the wind too. A big gust inflated his fabric body. He bellowed in the wind. No one was around to see. He was in his own backyard. His headaches like that time he and Rick and Bruno got totally wasted during Spring Break last year.
Oooh, his head. Oh, his pouch. He remembered Johnny changing him into a Speedo. Then he jerked off into Chad. And Chad got kind of bottom. Each load was like a bottled of Jagermeister. They weren't just Johnny's loads, but Chaz's too. He remembered bits and pieces from his crotchside seat at his own dinner table where Johnny was introduced by Chaz to Chaz and Chad's parents. Everyone seemed oblivious to the fact that Johnny was wearing their son and brother. They invited Johnny to move in with them, as his own parents had disowned him for being gay. Even Chad was falling for Johnny's sob story, and he had been convinced he was happy for Johnny to wear him. He wasn't convinced any more. That had been at Spring Break. How much time had elapsed since then?
The voices got closer. The sun was bright thr wind was strong. The air filling him emphasized how empty he was without Johnny's junk and bubble butt inside him. Chad was so hungry.
He focused on remembering. Most recent memories involved Master Chaz. Their relationship had evolved, after the parents moved out. Chaz was master, and Johnny Sako was Woof-woof. No, he just answered woof-woof when Master Chaz called his dog boy. Dog boy? Dog slave? Johnny slept in the dog bed next to Chad's dog Bounder now.
Bounder had sniffed and barked and whined when he first encountered Johnny's crotch at the dinner table. Why was Johnny wearing Chad? How was Johnny wearing Chad? Eventually, he seemed to accept the fact that Johnny was a weird dog that belonged to Chaz and Chad was its diaper.
Chad remembered his parents giving a tearful goodbye to Chaz and Johnny by the pool in the backyard. Johnny was wearing Chad and only Chad. At the time, he thought that his parents were saying goodbye to him. But in reality they no longer seemed to even remembered Chad. They were going to Germany for the summer, as part of the University fellowship program. Both parents were professors at the local college. Chad had known about it, but it wasn't for months. They had said that they had delayed the trip because they didn't want to miss Chad's graduation. Had Chad missed his graduation? Or had they left earlier because they no longer were concerned about attending a high school graduation?
They had given Chaz the keys to the house and car, given him a written list of instructions, and admonished him to take good care of his dog -hey, wait, thought Chad, Bounder's my dog. Then they had boarded the shuttle bus with the other professors participating on the University Overseas Felliwship program that would take them to their chartered flight.
As soon as their shuttle bus was out of sight, Chaz took Johnny aside, and said, "Ready to accept your collar, and begin your new life, Johnny?"
He held out a dog collar with a dog tag with Johnny's name on it. Chad remembered because Johnny had popped wood and Chad's face had been thrust upward toward the dog collar in Chaz's hand.
"Woof, woof!" Johnny answered eagerly.
Soon Johnny was collared, wearing a leather puppy hood, snd mitts and following Chaz around the backyard on all fours. Then, Chaz had jerked Johnny off through his Speedo pumping loads of cum into Chad. He only remembered what happened next because of the freezing ice. Chaz emptied an ice bucket into the front of Johnny's Speedo. Chad and Johnny's nuts both froze for about 5 minutes until Chaz emptied the ice from the pouch and put "the smallest cock cage I could find" on Johnny's shriveled manhood. Then he padlocked it in place.
Most of Johnny's initial training was oral, so he was swallowing Chaz's cum, but not blowing loads himself. Only a little precum leaked out of the cock cage periodically, and each time less. Johnny only wore the Speefo in the house while playing houseboy. His Speedo hung on a hook by the backdoor while naked Johnny was puppy Johnny on all fours in back. High fences and trees guaranteed privacy. No neighbors would notice.
Chad would stare wistfully at Johnny's bouncing butt cheeks through the kitchen door window while Johnny romped in the backyard.
Then Chad remembered a cake with his picture on it. Chaz had invited some of Chad's friends over to celebrate Chad's birthday. Chad had discovered a day before that he could speak again. Johnny ignored Chad's mangled words, or answered with barks.
Unexpectedly, Chaz shoved his cock between Johnny's Speedo clad butt cheeks using the Speedo seat as a condom.
"Yeow!" Chad and Johnny in unison, but Johnny's flesh and blood shout was much louder than the noise from something made of lycra spandex and polyester.
Chad and Johnny were both caught off guard, and were sobbing when Chaz exploded inside them. Chad was silent again. Then Bruno, Rico, Rod, Rick, Todd, and Dirk arrived for the party. They only seemed to vaguely be aware that Chaz was celebrating some guy named Chad's birthday. Chaz said it was Chad's photo on the cake. They were there to help break-in Johnny. Chad was aware but silent as his former teammates empty loads of cum in him. As a present, Johnny was released from his cock cage, and allowed to jerk off into his Speedo while Chaz and Chad's former teammates watched. After that Chad was pretty blotto again.
Slowly Chad's memories reasserted themselves. He started to remember. Wait his birthday? That was months away, right around graduation day? Had he been a Speedo- Johnny's Speedo for months already?