“We’re not gay, man, chill. We were just blowing off some steam, right, Tobs?”
“Right,” I say, still trying to catch my breath.
“Really? Because lying on top of each other with your cocks in each other’s mouths seems pretty gay to me, bro.”
“So what if it is? We were curious, is all. And it was hot as fuck, wasn’t it, Tobs? I mean, I was about to blow my load all over his face if it wasn’t for you guys barging in and interrupting us.”
“Diesel, what the fuck, man. TMI.”
Cole finally speaks up. “How… How… How…”
“You’re a broken record, bro,” Diesel laughs.
Cole tries again. “How long have you two been…?”
Diesel sits up and wipes the sweat from his forehead. “This was the first time. We just thought, y’know, since we were already here, why not, right? It was just for fun.”
“Just for fun,” Cole echoes. He’s still staring at Diesel, and now I recognize that look. It’s the same competitive fire he gets during games when Diesel one-ups him.
He can’t be jealous, can he?
Cole and Diesel are always competing. About girls, about the size of their biceps, about who can chug a beer faster. But would that rivalry go as far as this?
“So, you prefer him?” Cole says, looking at me now.
“Huh?”
Cole points a finger at Diesel. “You’d rather blow him than me?”
I blink at him. Did he really just ask me that?
“Well, yeah, obviously,” Diesel snorts. “Have you seen the size of my dick? Of course he does. He couldn’t get enough of it.”
Cole frowns, folds his arms, and mutters toward the glass door, “I’ve got a big cock too.”
Omar raises an eyebrow. “What was that, bro?”
“I said I’ve got a big cock too!” Cole snaps.
“Who cares, man? Seriously, this is getting weird. Let’s grab our stuff and get out of here.”
But now I see why Cole’s acting this way, and a smirk tugs at my lips. He’s jealous he wasn’t part of this. That he got left out. That his teammates got to experiment, and he didn’t.
Looks like I wasn’t the only curious one all along.
“Maybe we shouldn’t leave just yet, Omar,” I say. “Maybe we should stay a little longer. It seems we all need to blow off some steam.”
“I think Tobs is on to something, guys,” Diesel chuckles.
“You guys are seriously losing it,” Omar huffs. “What do you want to stay for?”
Diesel gestures toward his hard cock. “Well, for one, I didn’t get to finish. And neither did Toby.”
Omar turns to Cole. “You’re not seriously going along with this, right?”
Cole’s face is beet red, and he’s staring at his feet.
“Guess that’s a yes,” Diesel laughs.
