Page 98 of Dickathlon

He was taking the news about as well as I expected.

“You can’t cum at all?!”

I shook my head and glanced around. A few people may have heard, but Ty didn’t care. Not that I really did either, but ejaculating was probably best discussed in private.

“That’s ridiculous. Woodward said that was all bullshit.”

“Your coach talked about this before?”

“Yeah. He said the reports were inconclusive. For me, jerking off always puts me to sleep faster.”

“Well, Yuri wants me to try abstaining the week or so before competitions.”

“A week?!” Ty threw up his hands, twirling dramatically before stopping. “Wait, I don’t need to abstain, so I guess it’s not that bad.”

“Wow, what a supportive boyfriend.” I wrapped my arms around him, crushing him against me. “What? Are you just going to cum all over me while I lay there?”

“Isn’t that what happens now?” Ty asked.

I held him in my grip with one arm and twisted his left nipple with the other. He yipped then tried to hit me with his fist. “I think it’s only fair that you abstain if I have to. I hope you’re not just with me for the sex.”

“Of course not. I get to see the Colosseum too.”

“Don’t be a brat, Ty. I’m serious.”

“Fine. I guess it’s fair.”

“I’m convinced you’re on board.” I let him go.

“I’ll do my best.” He grabbed my hand and let me away from the stadium towards the waiting line of taxis.

“Where are we going?”

“Well, I’m hungry, but, thanks to Yuri, I can’t eat what I want, so I guess we’ll go get dinner instead.”

I chuckled. “Alright. Glad you’re taking the news so well.”

“So, what did you do today during my break?” I asked, after we ordered.

“First of all, I don’t know how you do it. Your first event was at nine this morning and you just finished your last ten hours later. I can’t believe every meet is like this.”

“What? You think I could do every event in an hour?”

“It would make it more interesting.”

“I have to agree with you there.”

“Secondly, to actually answer your question, I went to a museum filled with bare-chested men and loaded with perfectly-shaped butts, leaving my libido in such a state that I wanted to run screaming hysterically through the plaza when you announced Yuri’s decree.”

“So…it was good?”

Ty leveled me with his stare. “It’s a good thing I like you. I’d say I want you to do poorly tomorrow to disprove the no-sex rule, but I would never wish that for you. If it works, I’ll deal with it.”

I grabbed his hand from across the table. “We’ll deal with it.”

He smiled at me, then let go as our meals arrived. I looked across the table in envy at Ty’s enormous mound of cheese ravioli.

“Don’t worry, bro. You can have this tomorrow.”