Page 474 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
He shook his head and opened to a page of his book. “The fault, dear Brutus, lies not within the thong, but in myself, that my underling is huge.”
I stared at him, trying to process what the hell he’d just said. It sounded like a quote from Act 1 of Julius Caesar, but…Ooooooh!“Are you trying to tell us that your dick is far too big for this thong?”
He nodded.
Interesting.It was a shame he was ugly. And kinda dumb, based on his lack of knowledge of Shakespeare.
“I won’t fit either,” said Chad.
“Sure you will, babe.” I tossed it to him.
“What about him?” He pointed to the last member of our team. The guy hadn’t said anything yet, so I had no idea what his mission was. Maybe he wasn’t allowed to talk?
“I’ll go next,” said the guy.
“Shouldn’t we like rock-paper-scissors for it?” asked Chad.
“No time,” I said. “Just put it on and let’s get a picture with this sorority dildo.” I tossed the thong to Chad and then tossed the rest of the set in the trash where it belonged.
He hid behind the trash can and slid into the lacy red thong.
“Well hot damn,” he said, proudly stepping out from behind the trash can. “Who knew I’d look so good in a thong?” He struck a muscleman pose.
We all laughed. Except for Ash, who let out a little scream. “Take it off!” she whisper-yelled.
“Wow, Ash,” I said. “Keep it in your pants. Chad is all mine.”
“I meant for him to change back! Not to get full nude.” She sounded frantic.
“Ignore the lace,” said Chad in his sexiest voice. “Just look at these abs.”
Just then a cop blared its siren a few times and pulled up to us.
Oooh.So that was why Ash was so scared. Speaking of Ash…where was she? I spun around looking for her. It didn’t take long to spot her standing behind a tree that was no thicker than the dildo I was holding. But when she realized I could see her, she got down and started army crawling along the grass to find a new hiding spot.
The cop got out of his car and approached Chad. “Good evening, sir. Can I see some ID please?”
“Sure. Can you hold this?” He handed a cucumber to the cop and backed over to his pile of clothes behind the trashcans, being careful not to moon the officer. Then he fished his wallet out of his pants and handed his ID over. The officer took it back to his squad car to search for outstanding warrants.
“I think you’re forgetting something,son,” whispered Scooter to Chad.
“Cowards die many times before their deaths,” said Shakespeare. “The valiant never taste of death but once.” He looked so pleased with himself for actually using a quote pretty well.
“Nah, I’m not scared to do my mission,” said Chad. “I’m just waiting for the right moment.”
“Better be,” said Watermelon. “Otherwise we’ll have to report you.”
The cop came back out and handed Chad his ID back. “Mr. Chadwick. Are you aware that public indecency is a crime?”
“Yes, Daddy,” said Chad.
The cop cleared his throat. “Did you just call me Daddy?”
“That depends. Do you want me to call you Daddy? Or are you gonna have to punish me?” He put his hands on the trashcan and presented his bare ass to the cop.
“I’m not with them!” screamed Ash as she took off running down the street.
Her instinct seemed pretty spot on. I was pretty sure Chad was totally fucked. And he’d never looked hotter. His penis may have fit in a women’s size small thong, but his balls must have been the size of fucking coconuts for him to talk to the cop like that.
