Page 81 of Dickathlon

I nodded, then answered, “I think so.”

“You’re fucking me first, then we’ll see.”

“Oh, is that-”

“Tyler, trust me. It’s better that way.”

I tried to pout, but I was glad he was protective of my special star. That’s what I had teasingly called it when I’d brought it up before. I secretly hoped he called it that whenever he finally gave in and used it. I heard it in a porn and uh, responded to it.

I had been watching more lately. Specifically, my dick had recently liked scenes where a bigger, dominant, top vocally fucked the cum out of the runtier bottom. I knew I wasn’t that much smaller than Declan, but the thought of us doing that made my precum flow. I even found this one guy on Twitter whose videos were all hands-free cumshots. I’d messaged him to ask how exactly that worked, and he responded with some tips, but I was going to have to see if Declan was on board.

It involved his dick in my ass, so I didn’t think it’d be a problem.

“You nervous to meet my parents?”

Oh yeah. That.

“Now that you mention it, yes. How much have you told them about me? Were they upset when you told them Freddie was a fake-out?”

“Nah. Well, a little. I explained I was sick of them setting me up.”

“So, you didn’t throw Freddie under the bus? They still think he’s gay?”

“I tried to get him out of that lie. I said I thought he was bisexual, but that my dad should probably not interfere with the love lives of his employees again.”

“What about him living with you?”

“We’re real friends. And it’s not like Freddie and I made out in front of them or anything. I just let them assume. I think my mom was a little more upset than my dad.”

“But she didn’t say anything?”

Declan shook his head.

“And she seemed happy to be meeting me?”

Declan paused.

“Not making me feel good over here, Dec.”

“I think she’s happy, but somehow offended I didn’t stay with her choice for me?”

“So I need a lot of charm? Should I be super brainy? Do I need to suck up to her and tell her what an amazing model she was?”

“Is, Ty! Do not refer to her career as something in the past.”

“Got it. I can do that.”

I had a few more questions, but I was getting more nervous, so I eventually stopped talking and Declan just let me enjoy the music.

“We’re close. You doing alright? You’re fidgeting.”

“I’m just super nervous. I’ve never met anyone’s parents before.”

“You mean the parents of who you’re dating. Never?”

I nodded.

“You don’t need to worry. They’re gonna love you because I…because you’re a great guy.”