Chad's worst nightmare was winding down. He had been unceremoniously used by three dozen of his classmates, an assistant coach, and the drama teacher. He was blind due to the heavy coats of latex. Half the revelers were dead drunk and snoring, while the rest were just blotto.
"Hey, Bruno. Sorry we're late. Traffic was a bitch. Speaking of bitches..." Ryan Standish said.
"Oh, ya wanna sack da quarterback, duh ya?" Slurred Bruno as he lifted himself off some bales of hay. "He's 'roun' here somewhar. Huh, we?" He asked.
"Yeah, I brought some buddies. So we could use the carpool lane."
Bruno saw Horst, Carter, and Vinnie standing behind him.
"Coz, you're free but your buds gotta pay," Bruno said sobering up a bit.
"Sure, Bruno, now give us QB."
A couple of feet were sticking out from behind the bales Bruno had been lounging on. Rod had tried walking off with the sexdoll a few minutes earlier. Bruno had stopped Rod. Then after he left, he'd ridden the rubber boy wonder's boner. Bob had put an eye mask on the doll, a yellow cape, and painted an R in a circle over Chad's left pec. Bruno stashed the doll behind the hay bale when he heard the car coming up the gravel road.
"Whoa! That toy looks like Chad. Is the real one here. I wouldn't mind making him into a sandwich with his rubber twin," Ryan said with a gleam in his eye.
"Cover first," Bruno held out his other hand, "and Chad's not here. I haven't seen him in days."
"Here's a hundred. That should cover it."
"Yeah, should" Bruno shoved it in the old coffee can on the ground next to his foot, then he tossed Chad roughly to Ryan. He added. "Beers in the barn. Have fun. Plenty of hay to roll in."
"Yo, Chad, hope you're in there. Heard you haven't been seen for a while. Oh, you been seen but no one recognized the real you all dolled up maybe?" Ryan whispered in the doll's ear, as he carried the rubber doll under his arm while crushing its cock and balls in his big fist.