Corey gulped.
“You’re so gay,” Corey scoffed. Anything to distract himself from how hard his heart was pounding.
But he should have known that saying that was a mistake.
“I’ll showyougay.”
Brooks took their dicks in both hands and stoked them together.
“Gah!” Corey cried out in shock, arching into the sudden and intense stimulation. “How is this not gay!?”
“You’re the one who got hard first. I’m just catching up.”
“Or you can admit defeat. I’m the bigger swinging dick.”
“You haven’t seen me at my hardest yet.”
Corey couldn’t look away. Their dicks looked perfect together, side by side in Brooks’s hands. Brooks’s big, soft hands, warming up from the water and the heat from their dicks.
“Oh,” Corey breathed. “But do you need to stroke me too?”
This was dangerously close to Corey’s favourite porn. Corey loved to watch double penetration. Nothing beats two dicks in one hole. Especially when the camera zoomed in on them, side by side, entering together. Two dicks rubbing together while fucking a girl wasn’t gay.
Watching Brooks’s hands pump the two of them together was like getting his first ever bird’s-eye view.
Was this what it felt like to be in those videos? Christ.
“Just making us even.”
Brooks firmed his grip, working the two of them up with such practiced precision that Corey had to wonder if he’d done this before. Where was this focus when they pulled an all-nighter in the library?
Fuck it was good.
Too good.
Corey tightened his grip on Brooks’s shoulder
He should stop this. He should laugh, call Brooks gay, and put an end to this game. This was getting too real.
Brooks was supposed to be against gay things! So was Corey! They’d both reacted with disgust when they’d stumbled on their friend Lance fucking Reece against the library window a month ago.
“I’m not gonna stop until my dick is bigger than yours. Just you wait.”
“Yeah, but…”
Corey was into girls. So was Brooks. They’d established this.
Was Brooks doing something so gay to get Corey’s dick to soften? So that he’d win?
Oh. Ha! That explained everything. Brooks thought he was being so smart. Little did he know, that wasn’t going to happen.
“I’m almost there,” Brooks said, unknowingly bringing Corey closer and closer to the edge.
The more Brooks stroked, the bigger he became. His hands knew exactly what to do. Thank God Brooks couldn’t see Corey’s face, or he’d realize the effect he was having.
Or maybe Brooksdidknow. He switched to fucking his hands, their shafts rubbing together, exactly like in Corey’s favourite porn.
It was too much! Too close to- He was close to-
