"Oh, yes, I can, Chadwick," Johnny said with a sly grin.
He turned the blow dryer off, and stepped into Chad, and pulled him up. Johnny admired himself into the mirror for a moment, then he saw that he could still make out Chad's face embossed on the suit pouch even while wearing it. Hopefully, wearing Chad for a while would wipe Chad's face off the pouch. He put on his shirt and trousers, and socks and shoes.
Johnny climbed into the passenger seat of Chaz' car.
"What took you so long, Johnny? Primping before you meet my parents?"
Mmmpft- came a muffled noise from Johnny's pants.
"Sorry, farted," Johnny said, and he turned on the radio. He could feel Chad squirming under his trousers, and it was making Johnny hard. He was sure Chad was shouting, but no one could hear his muffled screams over the radio. He farted for real to try to shut his Speedo up. "Guess, I am a bit nervous. Bet your brother will freak when he finds out that I'm your mystery man."
"Chad won't be there. Apparently, he's off with his buddy Rick. Kind of strange, he didn't tell my folks or me beforehand. Rick called, and said they were going to the mountains and wouldn't have cell service."
Johnny smiled.