Page 109 of Dickathlon

“Hmmm, I’ll open it later?”

“Good choice.”

“So…did you barely eat anything on purpose?”

Ty looked over his shoulder at me. “Oh, did I?”

I grabbed his waist and tickled his stomach. “Quit playing games. You didn’t order your favorite dish. You had a salad.”

He unlocked the door and turned to grab my hand. “I was kind of hoping you’d rearrange my guts tonight. Been looking forward to it all day actually.”

Oh really.

Ever since Rome, we had fucked almost every day. I couldn’t believe he didn’t need more of a break. His ass had taken to my cock like a duck to water, and I was not complaining.

After our trip to Venice, both Woodward and Yuri were on board with me coming to Colorado Springs with Ty, and I couldn’t have been happier. I loved spending practically all our time together. It was a huge step in our relationship without it feeling quite as serious as moving into my apartment. The dorm felt more like an extended vacation, though Ty was working and I was working out almost every day.

I would’ve thought living together in the dorm would’ve short-circuited Ty’s brain, but he seemed completely comfortable with it. It was downright domestic. I cooked for us some nights, others we headed to the dining hall. Ty kept up with the cleaning and did the laundry. I told him he didn’t have to, but after I caught him sniffing my underwear and rubbing one out, I let him have it.

Our double suite had a living room, a bathroom, a small kitchen, and two bedrooms, which were both in use. One became our sex bedroom and we slept in the other one. Technically, we had sex in that one too, but we tried to keep it sweat-free. After all, a few spots of jizz weren’t going to kill us.

I had already thought of Chula Vista and wondered if Ty would move into my apartment in LA at some point, but I knew I was getting way ahead of myself. I had to ask about Christmas first. I skipped out on my parents last year, but I wasn’t sure they’d be thrilled if I was absent two years in a row. It had been on my mind lately since it was only three months away, but I didn’t want to burst our love bubble. Love for me, anyway. I was still waiting for Ty to say it.

“So, what’d you get me?”

I smiled. “It’s actually a little kinky, and I’m not sure you’ll like it.”

Ty’s eyes widened. “Really? Like, kinkier than a butt plug?”

Ty and I may have visited a sex shop in Denver the weekend before. It was what gave me the idea for the present.

“Yes, it’s kinkier than a butt plug.”

“Oh.” I could practically see Ty’s inner wheels turn with curiosity. He followed me to the sex bedroom and I grabbed it from inside the empty closet. “Ace hiding place, bro.”

“Well, you didn’t find it, did you?”

That shut him up. I watched as his eyes expectantly followed the small box wrapped in green paper that I held. We sat on the bed and I handed it to him.

My left knee bounced uncontrollably, as I waited for his reaction. I was afraid I may have gone too far and that he’d hate the idea. It was probably too much to ask of him.

“Huh. I…uh…should I know what this is?”

Fuck. It’s too kinky.

“It’s a cock cage. You’ve heard of chastity, right?”

“I put this on my dick?”

“Yeah. Are you upset?”

“Not at all. Really intrigued, actually. This is, like, to deny me access to my dick, right?”

I nodded.

“And you’d be in control of the access?”

I nodded again. “If you trust me.”