"Sweet," said the naked young man leering at the rubber Speedo formerly the human stud Chad, "Rick promised me a uniform if I agreed to be his pool boy. This is perfect."
Chad didn't realize that his face was clearly embossed on the pouch of the Speedo. Of course, as soon as Rico put on SpeedoChad, the image of Chad's face would be obliterated by Rico's manhood filling the pouch.
Rico stripped off his cutoff jeans, and tanktop. Staring straight into the pouch, Rico said gleefully, "Ooh, I live my new uniform! Rick is the best. I cant wait to try it on!"
Chad was afraid to speak. Partly, he was afraid what Rick would do to Rico, if he knew that Chad was the Speedo that he was holding. And partly because Chad had treated Rico like dirt sometimes.
Standing in front of the mirror, naked Rico turned the Speedo pouch to face the mirror. Chad gasped. He saw his visage on the reflected pouch. Rico knew it was him, or maybe he thought Rick had a custom Speedo made with Chad's face embossed on the pouch?
Before Chad could react, Rico pulled the Speedo wide, jumped in the air, and plunged his feet through the swimsuit's leg holes. Chad snapped into place, hugging Rico's manhood and buns, before Rico's feet hit the ground.