Page 46 of Dickathlon

I kept at it. I expected my partners to swallow and I wasn’t about to set a bad example.

“Fuck, fuck.” He was trying not to buck, squeezing the comforter. “Dec, I’m close. I’m gonna cum.”

I couldn’t help but smirk a little as I swallowed his load. The sounds he made after his announcement were interesting, to say the least. It sounded like a mix of profanity, someone getting strangled, and a post-touchdown cheer. But it was enough for my balls to release their store in my briefs.

I sighed, fluttering my eyes.

“I can’t believe you swallowed.”

“I’ll take all the protein I can get.”

He laughed as I pulled my hand out of my briefs. It was covered with my jizz and I didn’t want to wipe it on the hotel comforter, so I started licking it off.

“Holy. Fuck. Bro.”

“What?” I caught Ty staring at me.

“That is like the most ridiculously hottest thing I have ever seen.”

I stopped to smile. “Wanna ta-?”

Before I could even finish my question, Ty had grabbed my hand and shoved two fingers in his mouth.

“Sweet Jesus,” fell out of my mouth.

He smiled and started sucking. I could feel his tongue swirling around, and I watched his Adam’s apple bounce as he swallowed.

“How’s it taste?” I couldn’t help but ask, knowing it was likely his first experience.

“Not bad. A little sour.”

“And Dec? Really?”

“Sounded good at the time?” Tyler shrugged.

I chuckled, and stood up. “Wanna shower?”

“You’re kidding me.”

“What?”

Ty leaned forward, scooting towards me. I watched as he reached out to my stomach. He pulled at my waistband, his head blocked my view of my goods.

“Wow.” He sat back, mouth open.

“Everything okay?”

“I thought you pissed yourself for a minute. Your briefs are soaked. But it’s cum. It’s fucking cum, bro. It’s like a mini Spider-man was just down there.”

I shrugged, not knowing what to say. It was a normal amount for me.

“It’s like I gave you a snack size candy bar, and you just unloaded Thanksgiving dinner in your pouch.”

“Mmm…now I want some turkey.” That made him laugh. “Stop thinking about our differences. We both got off. And you have an amazing dick.”

“Don’t do that.” Ty wagged his finger at me. “Don’t patronize my dick.”

I grabbed his forearms to hold him in place, bent down and gave his dick a quick kiss. “It’s my dick now, Ty, and I’ll do what I want with it.”