Jason sneered, as he looked around and up into the trees overhead. He didn't see anyone, but he was sure some punk kid was watching. Probably had the rubber milk filled suit up in the tree, and pulled on a string that pulled the branch to allow it drop into traffic. The sweat suit had the school markings on them, and from the size belonged to an 8th or 9th grader. Jason had just graduated. He was 19. He smirked, the rubber suit wasn't cheap. He decided to keep it for himself. It would make it an expensive prank for the kids who did it.
He carried Dustin the empty rubber suit around to the passenger side of his old car and draped it over the front seat.
"Heh, heh, I fill you up, and I can drive in the High Occupancy Vehicle lane on the highway," he said as he slammed the door. There was some of the white goo on his hand, he absent mindedly licked it off.
"Yuk!" he crinkled his nose, and sniffed his hand. "Hm, that doesn't smell or taste like sour milk? It tastes like cum? But there's no way that the whole suit was full of that? It would take 100 guys a week or more to fill that with cum."
He got in his car and drove to his home. He had the night shift at the mall as a rent-a-cop. As he drove, he kept glancing at the rubber muscle suit. He wondered what it would look like on him. He wondered how it would feel on him. He originally had thought of bullying some guys he knew to wear it and be his sex toy, but now all he could do was think of wearing the suit himself.
Meanwhile, Dustin was totally freaking out. He had been hit by a car. He thought he was dead, but he wasn't. He was just so empty. He needed to be filled. Then this senior dude got out of the car and took him. He stole him. Ty help! He hoped Ty could hear him.
He got out of the car. The driveway was empty. Everyone else was gone.
Jason looked inside the mobile home to be sure. Then he came back and grabbed the suit from his car.
He stripped in front of the mirrored closet door, and then struggled to find the opening in the suit.
Dustin couldn't help but notice the snake tattoo on the guy's penis.
"It's got to be here somewhere? Hm, maybe it just stretches?" He spread Dustin's butt cheeks, and put one leg down the suit leg. "Ew slimy! But in a good way!" Jason managed to get both legs inside, and then he doubled himself over to shove his head, arms and shoulders through Dustin's well stretched hole. It rapidly snapped back into place/
"Wow!" Jason exclaimed looking at his rubber clad reflection. He looked bigger and more muscular than ever in the rubber suit. Then he noticed the rubber eyes. "How can see with my eyes covered?" He leaned in close to the glass. There was something weird about the suit. He reached around to try to take it off, but the opening was too small, and it wouldn't stretch. He looked at his cum covered fingers, and demanded, "How the fuck do I take this off?"