Page 47 of Dickathlon

“Is that so?”

I hadn’t let go of him, and now, we were staring at each other, waiting for the other to break. Way too easily, he submitted with his goofy grin. “Fine. It’s yours,” he said, trying to hide his smile. “Let’s go shower.”

* * *

Ty had snuggled himself into my armpit overnight. His left arm was draped over my stomach, his right tucked under his chin. As the room grew brighter, I ran my fingers through his hair and watched his stomach rise and fall with each breath. He was better looking than I remembered. He was going to wreck me if he ever left. I survived Ian, but I didn’t know if I could survive Tyler Hale.

“Mmm.” Ty seemed to realize where he was. I watched his hand slide down my stomach and disappear under the sheet to caress my now-hardening dick. “Thought so.”

“You thought what?”

“Just making sure yesterday wasn’t just a really good dream.”

“Which part? The milkshakes?”

“I think you mean the milkshake in your briefs!” He pinched my nipple, then opened his eyes to look up at me. “All of it.”

“Good answer.”

We spent the rest of the day hanging out at the beach. Freddie reappeared. I told him I’d reimburse him for the room he had to find last night, but he said he just crashed with our friends.

I was a little put off when Ty wanted us to wait before heading back to his room to get him some clothes. He didn’t want to introduce me to his brother yet. It had only been one day, so I kind of understood, and his reasoning was sound.

“I don’t want to share you with anyone yet. Meeting one brother will be like meeting the whole family. Trust me, you’re not ready for that.”

We waited until just before noon before we made our way to their place.

“Fuck, this place is big.”

“Not as big as your dick,” Ty whispered in my ear.

“You better be careful or we’re going to run through all the events mighty quick.”

“What events?” Freddie said. I had forgotten he was with us for a sec.

“I-”

“Declan’s going to put me through ten sexual events to help me earn my bro-sex medal.”

Freddie looked shocked. I was shocked.

I wasn’t sure why I ever worried, he was already laps ahead of Ian.

“Is that how that works?” Freddie asked. “What do you mean, events?”

And then I stood there, speechless, as Tyler just explained almost the entire evening’s conversation to my best friend.

“Fuck, Declan. He’s adorable. You have to keep him.”

“Of course, dear. For you, I’ll do anything.”

Freddie playfully punched my shoulder and then Ty was tugging me up the stairs.

“You guys have to see the view from my room.”

“This better not be the opening line of our threesome. I don’t think I’d enjoy it,” Freddie quipped.

The rest of the day flew by. We chilled at the beach, got some lunch, and explored the pier. Freddie, the crew, and I were driving back to LA tonight to avoid the headache of Monday’s traffic, so it was a bittersweet afternoon.