All characters engaged in sexual activity are 18 or older.
Will
I can’t believe I sucked Leo’s cock.
The thought keeps looping through my head as I stand in the middle of the living room, staring at the Twister mat I laid out on the floor. Last night was the most surreal experience of my life. Jacking him off, watching him explode all over the floor in long, thick ropes, then having his big hand wrapped around my own cock. And then… I dropped to my knees, licked every drop of our cum off the tiles, and took his cock into my mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Leo and I have been best friends for ten years. Ten years. And now everything feels like it’s shifting because of this stupid fucking challenge. Not to mention I’m not gay. At least… I don’t think I am.
But I can’t back down now. If I quit, I lose his respect and our friendship dies anyway. My only shot is to win this thing. If I win, maybe we can pretend none of this ever happened and go back to normal.
That’s why I came up with tonight’s challenge. And I should have it in the bag.
I glance around the room one more time. Thank God I convinced my roommate to crash at his girlfriend’s place tonight. The idiot actually believes I’m bringing some girl over. If he only knew.
A knock on the door makes my stomach flip. I open it and there’s Leo, filling the doorway in a tight tank top that shows off every cut of muscle in his chest and shoulders. His wavy blond hair is still a little damp from a shower. Fuck me.
I force a smile, trying to hide the sudden rush of nerves. “Hey, come in.”
Leo steps inside and immediately spots the Twister mat, the spinner wheel I printed out, and the stack of flashcards on the coffee table. His brow furrows in confusion.
“Really? You want the next challenge to be us playing Twister?”
I smirk, some of my confidence sliding back into place. I wag a finger at him. “Not just Twister. Horny Twister.”
He raises an eyebrow, waiting.
“This is a test of self-discipline,” I explain. “Every true Alpha should have control over his body. We’ll spin the wheel for positions, then pull a card that tells us which body parts we have to press together. The goal is to stay soft as long as possible. If one of us starts getting hard, the other gets to stimulate him for ten seconds. First one to cum loses.”
Leo looks genuinely surprised. There’s something else in his eyes too… maybe admiration? It makes pride swell in my chest. I came up with a good one.
“I also made flashcards for the body parts,” I add, holding up the deck.
Leo grins, already reaching for the hem of his tank top. “Let’s get started then.”
We’re both naked within seconds. Even after everything we’ve done the last two days, the thrill of seeing Leo completely bare hits me again. That tall, muscled football body, thick cock hanging heavy between his powerful thighs. My mouth goes a little dry.
We step onto the mat.
I spin first. “Left foot, yellow.”
I draw a card for myself and can’t help but laugh. “Hand on cock.”
Leo smirks. “Convenient.”
Since I’m facing away from him, I reach behind me and wrap my fingers around his cock. It’s warm, heavy, and soft in my palm. I give it a slow squeeze, feeling its weight, the thickness of it. Ten seconds pass and… nothing. He doesn’t even twitch. When I let go I’m weirdly disappointed.
Next spin: right foot, red.
The card for Leo reads “face to balls.”
He grins like he just won the lottery and drops down between my legs. His face presses in close, nose rubbing against my balls, warm breath ghosting over the sensitive skin. Then, right at the end of the ten seconds, I feel the wet swipe of his tongue.
My breath hitches. “Did you just lick my balls?”
Leo pulls back with a shit-eating smirk. “No. I was just licking my lips and your balls were in the way.”
I roll my eyes, muttering, “Two can play that game,” and spin again.
Left hand, blue.
The position forces me to bend over backward in a bridge. Thank God all those years of soccer and flexibility drills paid off. The card I pull: “lips to cock.”
I stretch my neck, straining until I can reach Leo’s cock with my mouth. I press soft, open-mouthed kisses along the shaft, then gently kiss the head. Leo’s breathing gets heavier, little moans slipping out as he counts down. By the time the ten seconds are up, he’s half-hard.
“Yes,” I hiss excitedly. “Now I get to stimulate you for ten more seconds.”
I arch my back further, open my mouth, and take the head of his cock between my lips. I suck gently, swirling my tongue around the tip, teasing his slit. Salty precum blooms across my tongue and I lap it up greedily. When I finally pull off, Leo is fully hard, flushed, and staring down at me with raw desire in his eyes.
We keep going.
Right foot, yellow. Leo ends up twisted backward. I’m sure he’ll collapse, but the stubborn bastard holds the position. The card for him: “hand to ass.”
His big hand reaches out and cups my ass, squeezing, then slides between my cheeks. One thick finger drags lightly over my puckered hole. I gasp so loud it echoes. The touch shoots straight to my cock and I feel myself start to swell.
Leo smirks. “Ten more seconds.”
He keeps his finger there, pressing against my hole, rubbing in slow circles but never pushing inside. I look down and see a fat bead of precum forming at the tip of my now rock-hard cock. Meanwhile, Leo’s dick is starting to soften again. Fuck.
After his ten seconds, we spin once more.
Right foot, green.
Leo has to spread his legs even wider. The second he tries, his balance gives out and he collapses flat on his back on the mat.
He looks up at me, stunned. “What happens now?”
I shrug, smiling wide. “You lose.”
Leo scrambles up. “What? That’s not fair! Best of three.”
“Fine,” I say. “But whoever wins in the end gets to decide exactly how the loser gets them off.”
“Deal.”
We play the second round. This time I’m the one who can’t stretch far enough and face-plant onto the mat. Leo wins.
One final round to settle it.
The spins get crazier. Eventually we end up tangled with me on top of him. The card says “cock to cock.”
I don’t hesitate. I grind down, sliding my hard cock along the full length of his. We’re both leaking now, the friction slick and filthy. I keep rutting against him for the full ten seconds and then some.
A few spins later, Leo maneuvers behind me. The card: “cock to ass.”
He presses his thick cock between my cheeks and starts sliding it up and down, way longer than ten seconds. The hot, heavy length rubs right over my hole with every thrust.
“Leo… you can stop,” I manage, voice shaky.
He doesn’t. He keeps thrusting, faster, harder, until his breathing turns ragged. A minute later he tenses, lets out a loud, broken moan, and I feel pulse after pulse of hot cum splatter across my ass and lower back.
When he finally steps back, panting, he mutters, “Fuck…”
I stand up straight, turn around, and reach behind me. I swipe two fingers through the mess on my skin, bring them to my mouth, and lick his cum off while looking him dead in the eye.
I smirk. “I win again.”
Leo nods, chest still heaving, a mix of disbelief and respect on his face. “How do you want me to get you off?”
I smile slowly. “I want you to suck me off.”
He hesitates for half a second, then shrugs. “A deal’s a deal, I guess.”
Leo drops to his knees in front of me. He takes my cock in his hand, leans in, and drags his tongue slowly up the underside. Then he wraps his lips around the head and sucks. He pulls off for a moment, looking up at me almost shyly.
“Is that good?”
I hum, sliding my hands into his wavy blond hair. “Feels fucking great.”
I don’t last long. Between the teasing all night and the feeling of his hot, wet mouth, I’m already on the edge. “Leo… I’m gonna come—”
He doesn’t pull away. I groan as the first shot fires down his throat. My hips jerk, pumping rope after rope into his mouth while he keeps sucking, milking me dry. When I finally get too sensitive, I gently push his head back.
Leo stands up, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. He gives me a genuine, almost surprised smile.
“That wasn’t so bad. Honestly… I don’t mind taking the L on this one.”
I laugh, still catching my breath, disbelief and adrenaline mixing in my veins.
I have no idea what Leo has planned for us tomorrow… but after tonight, I’m not sure anything between us is ever going back to normal.
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