"Now, uh, um, ooh,ah, Enrique, I wa-a-a-nt you to take the boys and scope out Vinnie's whereabouts. Page me, and I'll decide whether to come there or have you collect Vinnie. Ge-ge-ge-t going! No-o-o-ow!" Chaco shouted.
"Sure boss, we're outta here!"
"Man, he's pissed. I'd hate to be Vinnie."
"Pissed? I think he's horny! Did ya see the bulge he's packing?"
"Marie's probably spread eagle behind the dumpster, haha!"
The gang disappeared around the corner, and Chaco collapsed moaning on to a pile of empty boxes. He struggled to pull Bobby out of his waistband, but he couldn't. It was as if the jockstrap and t-shirt had fused into one body suit encasing Chaco. He moaned uncontrollably, sluffing off his jacket hoping to get out from between the tank's straps. Too late, he clutched at his gold charms, and saw stars as he exploded again and again drenching his clothing. As hard as Bobby and Erick tried they couldn't absorb a drop. But part of Vinnie's magic was working on Chaco. He lay writhing on the ground cumming again and again with an unlimited torrent of jizz. In 15 minutes, Chaco was sitting in a puddle of his own cum. All he could do was sit back and enjoy himself, and hope that the alley had a storm drain, since each load seemed to be exponentially larger than the last. He figured the first one had been about a couple of tablespoons, the second maybe a cup, the last blast-Chaco had lost count- must have been at least 10 gallons. His balls were swelling up huge. The two juniors were working in concert playing his instrument, and soon Chaco would be unleashing yet another torrent. The gang just had to find Vinnie, Vinnie was his only hope. Oh, yeah, Vinnie was hot! Boom! The sticky flash flood swept away the curious alley cat that had just come around the dumpster. Fuck, everytime Chaco came, he became more obsessedly in love with Vinnie Cost, the fucking wizard had set him up, man, he was fucking clever, and oh his body was so hot. Chaco just knew he'd love having that rod shoved up his ass. He screamed as he came again. The feeling was stronger. He was well on his way to becoming Vinnie's love slave thanks to insatiable Bobby and Erick trying to suck him dry. Chaco struggled to force his hand into his soaked taut jeans to get his switchblade. Maybe he could cut himself ou---ooooomigawd, yesssssss! His hand forgot its orginal mission as he exploded yet another time, and started to help Erick and Bobby work on his next load. There were now nearly 3 inches of standing cum in the alley.