"Loser gives the winner a handjob", I say quickly. Sam looks at me, astonished, so I quickly follow up with "with a condom on, so it's not gay or anything.". Sam seems to contemplate this for a moment, before agreeing, "Okay, fuck it, but don't tell anyone, bro".
Cut ahead about ten minutes or so, and we're both jerking off to another porn film, this time we're on opposite ends of the couch, not bothering to cover up or anything as opposed to last time. Sam is intently staring at the black girl on screen getting stuffed by two big white dudes, unaware that I'm staring at {sam} massage his tool the entire time. He's playing with his shaved balls with his left hand while sliding his right up and down his long prick. He seems intent on winning, but seems to not want to waste the pleasure at the moment.
I glance periodically at the screen, watching the young woman take turns sucking the two white cocks while on her knees. I can't help but feel envious of her, and catch myself imagining having two big cocks to suck without judgement or fear. I can almost feel their size and warmth in my mouth, giving the salty hint of precum along with the wonderful taste of flesh. I would suck each one four or five times before switching to the other, being sure to give lots of eye-contact the whole way. I can imagine strands of spit and pre connecting the two cocks together while I suck them off, until they finally blow a load in my mouth, on my face, and on my body.
I'm stroking my own member at a steady pace. I find that I'm riding the line between orgasm and continuing to masturbate, and that I can cum pretty much any time I want to. Sam looks like he's closing in on his orgasm, he's tightening up, using both hands, and making the same cute noises from the session the day before. It's pretty much up to me who wins at this point. I could cum, and get some much-needed relief from another hand, or I could hold off and finally get my hands on a real dick.
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