Johnny laughed as he looked at the Speedo pouch, it was dry and there was no sign of Chad's face at all. He could clearly see his flaccid cock through the living rubberized fabric, but that was all.
"Well, Chad, looks like you go to sleep when you're well fed. Don't know if you're still conscious or if you passed out, but either way, I know now how to shut you up!"
Johnny took a piss, shook himself dry, dressed and washed his hands.
He opened the car door, Chaz was listening to Frankie Goes to Hollywood blaring out "Relax".
"Say, John-John, all better?"
"Oh, yeah. Let's go meet Mommy & Daddy, Chaz."