"Air ball!" Bruno shouted as he caught the ball before it went out of bounds as Brad's latest shot barely missed the rim of the hoop. Bruno raced down the court. Bruno thought it seemed like the ball was dribbling itself. It seemed to leap out of his hands, and dive into the basket.
"Ten! I win!" Bruno shouted.
Brad shook his head. He lost. He didn't realize that Chad was responsible for his loss. Initially, he thought maybe Chad wasn't symmetrical, but he spun the ball on his finger. Maybe he was just too tired from shooting hoops all day?
Or maybe it was magical fatigue? He had changed Chad human and back into a ball today, that was probably why his game was so off. Oh, gawd he lost. Bruno would fuck him silly. Maybe there was a way out? How could he buy off Bruno?
Suddenly, Brad felt a hand squeezing his right butt cheek. It was Bruno.
"Your place or mine?" Bruno asked.
Brad almost told Bruno to remove his hand, but he needed Bruno amenable if he was going to minimize his pain paying off his bet. He sighed, "Mine."
"Cool! Think Chad will be there? I wouldn't mind a three way, if you could talk him into it. I've tried for years to pop his cherry, but well- Chad's a tight ass." Bruno hugged Brad, and added, "Don't worry I'll be gentle, Brad."