Chad had grown accustomed to bring Bruno's Speedo as the years passed. He was surprised how Bruno didn't seem to age at all. He looked like he was in his early 20s when he was 16, 18, and now after college and grad school, and he looked exactly the same as he posed in front of the mirror wearing only his Speedo. Bruno grew a mustache when he officially was 30 to make himself look older.
Bruno had a job after college, and he wore Chad as underwear every day. But Chad never figured out what Bruno did at work. Being Bruno's Speedo, Chad really didn't care what Bruno did when he wore clothing over Chad. He only cared what Bruno did when he tookj his clothes off, and worked out, swam, sunned himself or had sex while wearing Chad.
Bruno never took Chad off, and nobody seemed to care that Chad had gone missing. Chad spent more years as Bruno's Speedo than he had spent as a humsn. Every year celebrated Chad's rebirthday as his Speedo by jerking off into his Speedo repeatedly until Chad was cum drunk.
One day at home 19 years after impregnating Chad's mother, Bruno was reading his emails on his tablet wearing only Chad.
Bruno suddenly sat up, and cursed, "Fuck! I just got an email from that DNA genealogy site. It says I have a kid match. That must be your half bro. Well, I'd better shave and get ready to transfer back to high school. Oh, I wonder if any of the same teachers or coaches are there. Its been 19 years, but Coach Sanchez was only in his 20s." Bruno pursed his lips in thought. Then he muttered, "Maybe I should bleach my hair?"