Page 91 of Dickathlon

I exhaled slowly and melted into him. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

“Wasn’t my orgasm proof enough?”

“Mmm…I don’t know. You pretty much cum when I look at you now.”

“Riiight. How was it for you? Two more events complete. Your tongue was pretty talented, by the way.” His mouth was resting against the top of my head.

“Your ass is one of your best features and your hole is no different. Try not to get a big head about it.”

“That’s not what’s getting bigger.”

“Already? Did you pop a Viagra or something?”

“Don’t need it. I’ve got you. You want to take a break or you ready for another orgasm?”

“Bro, I’m gonna need to rehydrate, unless you want a ghost load.”

“That sounds interesting.” Declan smiled, then sat up, holding me in his lap. “We can grab something to eat. Maybe hit the pool after?”

“Shower first?” I asked.

“Sure thing.”

“Holy shit!” I grabbed onto him as he stood up and carried me into the bathroom.

I hadn’t noticed the huge glass shower behind the door. Declan put me down and opened the door to turn the water on.

“I still can’t get over how much you cum. I feel like I’ve been webbed by Spider-man.”

“I can still feel yours inside of me.”

“Really?”

“Maybe? It’s been a while. It feels…different.”

“You don’t usually bottom, do you?”

“No, but don’t worry. It felt great. I just like being dominant more, and I’m no power bottom.”

“Maybe I can be?” I suggested.

“If you want that to be your goal, that’ll work for me.” Declan felt the stream. “Water’s good.”

I followed him inside, closing the door behind us. Before I could even turn around to face Declan, his hands were in my hair, massaging my scalp.

“Mmm. I could get used to this. I’ll never have to clean myself again.”

“I don’t mind taking care of you. I like doing it.”

I relaxed into his touch, leaning back. I could feel his plump dick nestled in between my cheeks. Fuck, I love that dick.

“I suppose now would be an awkward time to bring up Chula Vista.”

I tensed up.

He rested his chin on my good shoulder. “I wanted to say something sooner, but it was just never the right time. I know it puts a little more distance between us. I should’ve asked what you thought.”

“No, you didn’t need to ask me.” I wanted to pull away to show I was a little hurt, but he knew exactly how to manipulate my body. He had one hand on my throat and the other was soaping my stomach, teasing my pubes with his fingertips. “I know what you’re doing.”