Running out of gas

Despite his best efforts, Oliver wasn’t surprised that he came first. Flashing back to the terms of the wager, he moaned sluttily into Tori’s ass as he caught as much cum as he could into an open hand. Tori was seconds behind him, her legs quivering as she let out a final, much softer “Fuuuuuuuuuuck” her asshole clenching and surrendering to the pleasure.

Tori braced herself on the wall and looked back at Oliver’s deflating cock and handful of cum. An exhausted grin on her face “Ollie Ollie oxen free… that was a dirty trick you pulled sticking your tongue in my ass. Doesn’t look like it saved you in the end.” Oliver slowly, gingerly pulled himself forward, the dildo sliding out of his used ass. Oliver sighed as the tip popped out, leaving him suddenly empty- “Fuck Tori, don’t even care that I lost. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done in my life.” Tori beamed happily at him, gripping his cum covered hand and slowly running her tongue across to sample some of Oliver’s cum “you taste damn good Ollie, go on- losers forfeit.” Oliver didn’t hesitate as he brought his open palm to his mouth and licked his own cum off. Given how hard he’d just orgasmed, he wasn’t surprised at the sheer volume of jizz in his hand. Looking Tori in the eye, he curved the tip of his tongue, scooping the load up eagerly to show his submission to the terms of the bet. “Don’t swallow it just yet” Tori commanded. Obediently, Oliver paused, a mouthful of salty cum resting on his tongue for Tori’s inspection. Tori leaned in and kissed him, their tongues dueling, swirling around the thick cum. Tori pulled back, and let Oliver swallow his own load, presenting his now empty mouth for inspection.

“You know Ollie, I always thought you’d be a bit of a basic bitch in the sack, consider my opinion happily changed. That was some grade A bottoming my little slut”, Tori pulled them both back under the still running shower to rinse. “Now that that genie’s out of the bottle, maybe I’ll invite you to my room and let you eat my ass while Aaron fucks you raw- would you like that little slut?” Tori whispered the final words into Oliver’s ear. Thoughts of Aaron’s lithe body and massive cock ramming him forward into Tori’s ass filled Oliver’s head and he nodded enthusiastically. Tori laughed and playfully spanked Oliver on the ass “good, thanks for a lovely orgasm. Now get the fuck out of the shower.” Unsure of what he could possibly say in this moment, Oliver gave Tori a soft kiss on the cheek, grabbed his towel and made his exit. His ass felt a little funny, but he didn’t think he’d ever felt so satisfied after cumming. Tori’s offer burned in his mind, and after how good that shower was, maybe a real cock would feel even better than the plastic one. His heart racing with the breadth of possibilities, Oliver got ready and made his way to the night’s bartending shift at the Madhouse.