Page 53 of Floored By Love

I hung the towel up in the bathroom and pulled some loose sweatshorts on, then flopped back on the bed. The muscular torsos and tiny speedos had created a bit of an issue in my shorts that only further hardened when I closed my eyes and thought of Cam. Diving could wait.

I got up quickly to grab a fresh towel, some lube and my large vibrating dildo. I bought it almost immediately after Brisbane. It was Cam-sized.

I pulled up some vocal porn on my phone, slipped my earbuds in and activated bluetooth. I didn’t need to watch. Hearing the groans, dirty talk and bodies slapping would be enough, especially with ‘Cam’ up my ass.

With enough lube, I didn’t need much preparation anymore. I was a fan of the dildo. I mean, I couldn’t just shove it in there, but if I went slow enough, and pulled out a few times, recoating it with lube, it slipped in easily enough eventually.

My dick always got a little soft when that monster made its way inside, but all it took to get hard again was having it in all the way. When it hit that spot, my dick perked up immediately and a tingle let loose in my core.

I squirted some lube on my dick and then tossed it aside. I didn’t need much. My foreskin was wet with precum already. I just liked adding some because I could be a little rougher with my dick. I pulled my foreskin all the way down and ran my fingers around the frenulum. I sucked in my breath as I slowly stroked myself, the sounds of two guys fucking in my ears.

It was a lot of ‘fuck yeah’s and ‘fuck me’s, but the sound of balls slapping against ass was what really did it for me. That, and the finale. I had maybe done this before.

After a few minutes of slower strokes, I fumbled for the switch at the base of the dildo. It felt good just having it in there, but turning on the vibration was another level of sensation. And the guys were getting close to finishing.

I turned myself around and braced my feet against the headboard, careful to not let the dildo slip out. I bunched the towel up under my ass to keep it in place. I started thrusting up into my hand as if I was fucking the air. I picked up the pace with my hand, matching the guys in the video. I waited for the ‘cum for me, baby’ before I walked my feet up the wall and then dropped them down above my head. The bottom was about to cum all over his stomach. I kept stroking.

‘Yeah, baby.’

I closed my eyes, imagining Cam swiping his hand through my cum and tasting it while he kept pounding me.

‘I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum.’

‘I want it on my face.’

I knew the bottom was kneeling in front of the top and about to get a facial. It’s why I positioned my body this way. I wanted to cum on my own face and pretend it was Cam. So close.

‘I’m cumming.’

Fuuuck.

I couldn’t help but smile as I felt the first shot hit my face. I closed my eyes, having learned that lesson the hard way. I opened my mouth, hoping to catch some of it, but it was always awkward and with my eyes closed, accuracy was not gold-medal worthy. A few spurts went in and I swallowed what I could.

I was breathing pretty heavily and my legs were strained, but the post-orgasm high was worth it. The dildo was still inside me and vibrating against my prostate. I wasn’t up for a second round at the moment, so I popped my earbuds out and held it in my butt as I went for the bathroom.

I powered off and cleaned the dildo first and then paid special attention to my hair, face and butt. I didn’t want dried cum in my hair to surprise me later. I’d probably shower again before the all-around finals, but I couldn’t be too careful.

I watched more diving until it was time for dinner. Cassandra made us some chicken with pasta and veggies. I’m sure it was her plan to exhaust me today, just like she did the night of the opening ceremony. And I had to admit that if that was her plan, it worked. I was exhausted. After dinner, I refilled my water bottle, said goodnight and headed to my bedroom.

I picked the lube up off the floor and put it back in my dresser along with the dried and clean dildo. I brushed my teeth, went through my skin care routine and hit the sack. I scrolled through some of my social media posts and added a few comments and likes, but I was nodding off after a few minutes.

* * *

Graham: Good luck today.

I woke up to Graham’s text.

Mierda. I didn’t even follow up to see how Jake did.

I pulled out my phone and typed his name into the search bar. The first headline said something about him qualifying for the finals and I breathed a sigh of relief. I skimmed the article and it looked good. He qualified for both the three meter and ten meter events.

Luke: Give my congrats to Jake. I fell asleep after dinner lol.

Graham: Will do.

“Let’s go, Lucas. Breakfast is ready.”

I was laser-focused. Cassandra beating my ass into the floor was apparently good for me psychologically. I didn’t have time to worry yesterday and today felt like every other day. Breakfast, stretching and down time, a small lunch and then we were on our way to the arena. We were already through the fourth event and I was in second place. Cam was in fourth.