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Red Hot Rimming, #3

Robby and Gary are a competitive couple, so it's not surprising that they're staying in tonight, drinking a few beers and trying to hold their piss in.  Eventually they come to a solution; both of them will win the dare, and each will claim their prize from the other.  What reward will they each have?

This 3,700 word uncensored gay sizzler is suitable for adults only, containing an uncomfortable dare, a hot shower, and a deeply mindblowing finale.

Excerpt:

“So, do you know what you're going to ask for?” I said.

“Um...”

I nodded, crossing the room, taking him by the hand, looking deep into his beautiful eyes.  “It's okay, honey”, I said.  “You can ask for anything.  There's nothing wrong with it.”

“That's just it...” he said, looking quite miserable.  “That's too much.  I can't choose from “everything”.  He blinked hard.  I guessed that the beers might have been taking a toll on something other than his bladder.

I put my arms round him and held him close.  I just wanted him to be happy.  I just wanted to see him confident, comfortable with himself, ready to take on the world.  He could do it, I knew that.  I'd seen more than enough of him to know that once he was able to free himself from whatever poison he'd been fed at a younger age, he was going to blossom like a peacock.

Do peacocks blossom?  Never mind.  So I looked at him, remembering how the entire evening had gone to this point, as he asked for a break.  He looked ready to call the entire game off, and just crawl into bed to hide.

I took his face in my hands, warm and comforting.  “How about if I help?” I said.

“How's that?” he muttered.

“Well,” I said, “I've got a pretty big imagination.  How about I run through some ideas of things I could do, and you can pick one?”

“That could work!” His face lit up with the relief, and my heart melted all over again.  Making him smile was so intensely rewarding.  I could hardly believe how much he changed when he smiled.  I could still remember how hard I'd fallen, four short weeks ago, the first time I made him smile.

“Okay, then”, I said.  “Let's go sit down, maybe?”

We strolled over to the couch.  He was still rather hesitant in sitting, but eventually we made it there.  I curled up submissively in his lap, looking up at him, hand on his chest, giving him as much power as I possibly could.