Page 36 of Dickathlon

"Hold up. You been doin' research?"

He rubbed his hand over his closed eyes and shifted his weight to his other foot, then started playing with his tank top strings. I lost my thoughts for a second when he flashed his nipples at me. Fuck, his body's gorgeous.

"I mean, I read some stuff. I know the first time can be rough if not enough prep is done."

"Slow it down, Ty. I would love nothing more than to explore all your body has to offer tonight, but that isn't gonna happen."

I swear his shoulders drooped and a touch of a pout danced across his face.

"Don't worry, boy. I am gonna get you naked. And you will be cumming. We're just gonna start slow. I meant how gentle do I need to be with your shoulder. I don't want to hurt you." The realization dawned on his face. "I didn't mention it at lunch, because I assumed you didn't want to talk about it."

"Got it. Uh, I'm still in rehab, but it's out of the sling. That's obvious. Of course it’s out of the sling, there’s no sling. I'm just nervous. I don't know why I said that. Forget I said that."

"It's okay, Ty." I ran my thumb across his lips and down the side of his face, trying to calm him down. Holding his chin in place, I pressed my lips against his. "I'll be gentle."

"And I can't lift anything over five pounds with my left arm!" he blurted.

"Guess my dick's out of the running then."

He stared at me for a minute, then that sexy boy became a man. He grabbed my dick through my trunks and squeezed. "Good thing I don't always play by the rules." Before I knew it, he was kicking off his flip-flops and pushing me towards the bed.

I fell back, laughing as he landed on top of me. He fell to one side, his right, avoiding taking weight on his left arm. I used his momentum to push him onto his back, following his body with mine, so I could straddle his waist.

“Hey! I was supposed to be on top.”

“You’re gonna have to be quicker if that’s what you want, Ty.” I looked down at his face, framed by his beautiful long hair.

“What are you looking at?”

“Your lips. And how much I want to kiss them again.”

His eyes widened as I ran my fingers through his hair.

“Fuck, bro. That feels good.”

“You’re really gonna call me bro while we’re in bed?”

Ty shrugged. “Sorry? I can call you something else if you want.”

“Nah, it’s kinda hot. Different, but hot. Especially coming out of your mouth.”

I leaned down, pushing his lips apart with my tongue. When Ty whimpered, I almost lost it. I pushed myself off him. “You like that?”

He opened his eyes, staring into mine, and nodded. “It’s different. Your scruff. But it feels good. You’re so much bigger than me. I-”

“What?”

He chuckled and covered his eyes with his hands. “Ugh! I can’t believe I’m thinking these things.”

“Ty, babe. You’re fucking hot. I’ve wanted you in my bed since I saw you on that pommel horse. There isn’t anything you could say that would make me want you less. Say what you’re thinking. I wanna know.”

“Okay.” He paused. “I kind of like you in control, like you’ve taken charge of me. Like, I know I’m strong, but you’re definitely stronger. With you on top of me, I feel kind of at your mercy and that…turns me on.” He whispered the last few words.

“See, that wasn’t so hard. Unlike this.” I reached for his dick, brushing it with the backs of my fingers through his speedo. The thin fabric strained to keep him covered. I held myself up with one arm as I pulled at his tank. To help, he arched off the bed, grinding his dick into mine. Once off, I savored the way his naked torso felt against mine.

He laughed. “Your hair is tickling my belly.”

“So, what you’re saying is you’re sensitive?” I asked, leaning down to suck on his neck. I wanted to mark him. I wanted everyone to see that he was taken.