Victory...but at what cost?

We charged toward each other with Avery and I locking grips. Bridget and Sage remained on top of us in a similar predicament with the both of them trying to swipe the headband off the other. Hands in a **** grip, our muscles bulging, sweat pouring off our brows, the circle of onlookers cheering for their favorite; what astounded me the most was Avery's smile during the heated competition. These few precious moments where Avery can actually give in to the spirit of healthy competition and have fun were very dear to me. It never fails to warm my heart knowing that we, as his friends, can bring out the joy in such a stiff person such as him. If Avery were to win this match, I wouldn't have minded if only I could see him happy as the victor...too bad that is not gonna happen. I'm Rorke Blazeman, and I am expected to win. It's my birthday, I had a hottie on my shoulder's to impress, and...oh yeah, did I mention I'm Rorke fuckin' Blazeman?

I surged forward with my muscular power gritting my teeth as I pushed Avery backward. The strain from flexing my abs caused the pink towel around my waist to loosen up but I didn't notice. For Sage was getting closer and closer to Bridget's headband. Avery saw this opportunity and made a quick yank at the hem of my towel using his toes. My towel slid right of my legs revealing my penis to the crowd who were now cheering for a different reason.

As the hooting and wolf whistling erupted amongst our viewers I kept the pressure on Avery even if I was embarrassed as hell. My face turning redder and redder, I told myself I had to win this to challenge Zayne and Jack for that footage of me. Avery was looking so smug at his underhanded tactic to distract me that he didn't notice Scarlet and Ingrid sneak up behind him. The two girls surreptitiously pulled at the strings at Avery's hips undoing the knots that held his bikini bottoms together. The white swimsuit fluttered down between his legs into the sand leaving Avery as naked as I was.

Noticing how breezy things got "down there", Avery looked down at his swinging meat and turned even redder than I was as the crowd's cheering intensified.

"This is officially the greatest party I have ever been to!"

"One can say we got two for the price of one."

"Mmm, I hope this means they are serving meat at the buffet!"

"Oooh, they are both so well hung! I hope that this battle never ends so we can keep watching them."

"Those muscles, those dicks! What I wouldn't give to be wedged between them right now."

Unlike me, Avery couldn't take anymore ogling from the crowd. He shut his eyes in embarrassment causing him to get distracted enough for me to **** him down to his knees. This allowed Sage the vantage point to swipe off Bridget's headband making us the winners.

"I got it Rorke! We won!" We won. That was all I needed to hear to make me temporarily forget my naked predicament. I jumped up and down in the air with Sage still on my shoulders. She pumped her fists skyward as her breasts jiggled up and down in her sexy swimsuit above my head.

"Oh yeah baby! We rock! I'm the man!" I kept bouncing around in jubilance until I overhead the voices of my cheering audience.

"Wooo wooo! Swing that thing baby!"

"I wish I was the girl on top of him if you know what I'm saying."

"Arrgh! Why didn't I bring my phone to the beach? This is the perfect time to take pictures."

"I know, it just doesn't seem fair that my friends back home don't get to see this naked hunk but I do."

I stopped jumping once I remembered that I was still nude swinging my dick in front of a new crowd of girls. Blushing again, I tried to cover myself.

"Hey! Don't drop me!" I kept my hands on Sage's legs. Though I was sure she would be fine if I spared a hand to cover my junk, I could never forgive myself if I caused her to fall right off me. So I endured the constant staring from all the girls around me. An army of women licked their lips as they looked me up and down. My ears reddened.

Maybe I should just set her down?