Chad had to use every ounce of will power not to scream or freak. Brad didn't just wear him for a swim in Rick's pool, or just for sunning himself, he wore Rick's Speedo 24/7. Chad absorbed his big brother's sweat, piss, facts and cum. Lots and lots of cum. Chad had thought he was a horny guy cumming four to six times a day, but his brother jerked off loads of cum into Chad nearly every waking hour on the hour.
Somehow Chad managed to stay as silent as the grave all week. It was killing him. Now it was finally the last day. Brad would be going back to college today.
Rick and Brad were eating lunch by the pool. Brad was very Chad, and Rick was wearing Jocko under some shorts. Chad kind of wondered if the shorts used to be human too.
"Man, Rick, this has been a great week. Bro, thanks for everything," gushed Brad, "If there is anyway I can thank you let me know."
"How about you let me fuck your ass until you blow your load?"
"Sure, why not?" Brad said standing up. He tucked his thumbs into the waistband of the living Speedo like he was about to take it off.
Chad was so excited about finally coming off that he didn't really care why.
"No. Keep it on, Brah. That suit is super absorbent, and I dont have a condom handy," Rick said.
Chad almost lost it. No. He had to be strong. He had to stay quiet. He'd already gone a week without making a sound. He could go another half hour, right?
Two hours later, Chad had been supersaturated with cum, and agonizingly stretched by Rick's nine inches buried all the way up Brad's anus with the seat of his Speedo stretched to form his condom, while Brad's 12" boner had tented the pouch. Chad couldn't believe this was happening to him.
At last Rick pulled his softening cock out. However, Chad found that part of him was trapped inside Brad whose clenched butt cheeks held him tight. He desperately wanted to beg Brad to take him off or at least release the Speedo seat from its anal bear trap. Brad's boner
"Ah, man, that was great. Up for one more? I know I am," Brad said.
"My last two fucks were dry. I'm spent, but I've got a dildo around here somewhere," Rick answered. He added with a wicked grin, as tortured Chad looked up helplessly from the tented pouch of Brad's Speedo, "It's a replica of your kid bro's penis. All 11 1/2" of it."
"Oh, yeah, is he still giving those out to each of his conquests? Were you one of them?" Brad asked.
"In yours and Chad's dreams. No, I bought this one off Megan. Now you want me to shove it up your bum or you want to sit on it."
"Betcha, I can sit on it in my Speedo with my butt cheeks both flat on the concrete."
Gawd no! Chad suppressed screaming. He knew Brad wouldn't do that if he knew that the Speedo he was wearing was in reality his kid brother transformed. If he said anything, Brad would confront Rick and end up another prisoner of Rick's lingerie drawer.
"You're on, brah! No way can your butt cheeks touch the ground with Chad's monster up your ass."
Brad laughed, "Bro, you should see some of the crap that was shoved up my ass during Hell Week."
The whole week, Brad and Rick had been calling each other bro. This was disconcerting to Chad who had considered Rick his best Bud and Bro, and Brad who was his real bro. He had rarely seen them together, and when he had been with them before they had never seemed close. Being Brad's Speedo for a week was eye-opening for Chad.
Chad's eyes would have been open and watering, if he was in human form when Brad impaled himself on the silicone replica of his penis that Chad had made and given to Megan.
She had been Chad's girlfriend, or so Chad thought. But he had been openly bedding other women the whole time. In fact, he had taken her to Homecoming Dance just a few months ago. He had slipped away a few times to do it with other girls. It was during one of these moments that Rick sympathetically talked to her, and gotten her to agree to see Rick Chad's replica dildo. He was anxious to Speedofy Chad, and was already making plans for training his new boy toy, even while in Chad's mind they were still teammates and buds.
"You did it!" Rick exclaimed.
Chad was in blinding agony. He could feel Brad's butt cheeks pressing against the concrete decking, while the massive replica of his own penis impaled him and his brother simultaneously. Chad was stretched to his limit. He should have been screaming, sobbing and blowing his own load. Instead, Chad remained silent suppressing every sound he wanted to make. Brad's erect penis tented Chad's other end. Brad exploded like a volcano gushing two more loads of hot cum into Rick's Speedo.
Chad was in a daze as Brad lifted himself up, and pulled the dildo out of his ass. The Brad peeled the cum oozing Speedo off his body. Standing there naked, as drops of semen dripped from the crumpled Speedo, Brad handed Chad to Rick.
"Thanks for letting me wear your Speedo, Rick. This has been the greatest week of my life," Brad said, "Promise I can where this Speedo next time I'm here?"
"Oh, yeah. You certainly won your bet. And I always honor my bets," Rick answered.
Chad was groggy from his week of hell being silent while his brother wore him. He knew Rick's comment was directed at him. Rick's stupid justification for turning Chad into a Speedo was that Chad had lost some nonexistent bet. But Brad and Rick were both touching him now. Chad wished Brad would let go.
"Yeah, I won. I wore Speedoboy for over a week, and Chatty Chad didn't make a peep. I told you my bro had the makings of a perfect Speedo," laughed Brad.
"Aw, I think you broke him. I expected him to rant like crazy when he found out you knew all along, Brad," Rick laughed.
"Well, breaking him in as a Speedo was my job. Wasn't it?"
Chad was too full of cum, and too exhausted from forcing himself to remain silent while Brad wore him 24/7 for the past week. He was gobsmacked by the realization that Brad was aware that his kid bro was in fact the conscious living Speedo that he wore, jerked off in, and pretty much tortured all week. Chad had told himself that Brad didn't know that he was his Speedo, and he had thought that Rick were turn Brad into another piece of his living wardrobe, if Brad found out that Chad was his Speedo.