Chad was mortified. He could feel himself starting to change. He'd transform from a sweaty cum-soaked Speedo into a naked man in front of his own brother. But Rick grabbed him, and stepped into him, and Chad felt the changes subside, he was all Speedo again. Rick covered up, and went with Todd. Chad was totally in the dark. The two had gone to a party, it was loud, people kept bumping into Rick and grinding Chad into Rick's junk.
Finally, they left. After being worn all day by his brother and then by Rick, he was feeling pretty stinky and exhausted. He hoped that Rick would take him off soon, so he could get cleaned up and go to bed. He was surprised and relieved to see he was in his own bedroom when Rick finally pulled down his jeans. Todd was nowhere to be seen. Yes. But Rick didn't take Chad off yet. Instead, he looked around the room and walked over to Chad's unmade bed.
Then Rick flopped down on Chad's empty bed and began jerking off into the Speedo. No, screamed Chad silently, no.
Todd entered, and whined, "Hey you started without me!"
"Come on big boy," Rick invited.
"I dunno, it's Chad's room and bed."
"And it already is sweaty and stinky, so Chad won't notice a little extra funk. Besides I told you, he won't be back until tomorrow night. That's why my Speedo was here. He had me pick him up early this morning, and was still packing. I put my bag on his bed, and I guess the suit fell out. Then he must have thrown his blanket back over it, from what you told me."
"Okay, it is kind of thrilling doing it in Chad's bed with him not ever knowing." He leapt into bed on top of Rick.