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brother behind Bel announced. Bel had finally given up the toy,
reluctantly slipping it off the end of his cock and peeling down the condom.
Bel threw himself happily back into his chair, still panting, the guys all
cheering and pumping their fists—the ones not wrapped around their dicks,
anyway.
    Well,
actually, they were pumping those, too…
    “Next pair
up!” Marcus took the Fleshlights, stepping down the line.
    Henry
glanced next to him at the guy with the frizzy red hair, the one that made him
think that if Carrot Top and Danny Bonaduce ever had a kid together, he would
be it. Cody was across from him, sitting next to Dean. Henry avoided his
roommate’s gaze, but he could see Dean had started already, fisting his cock
and jerking it as he watched the next two pledges each take a Fleshlight and
poise them above their condom-covered dicks.
    By the time Marcus
said, “Go!” Cody was already moaning, his eyes wide at first when he slipped
into the wet recesses of the sex toy, and then closing in pure delight. He
hadn’t had the chance to fuck it yet and Henry stared, fascinated, as Cody
caught a quick rhythm, the low groan in his voice building to a growl. It was
hardly fair, considering Carrot Top had come once already, but it was over
almost before it began.
    “Oh fuck! Oh
my fucking god! That’s too good!”
    The whole
room laughed and brayed in agreement as Cody grunted and thrust deep,
shuddering as he came. The redheaded kid was jerking himself with the toy as
fast as he could, but it was no use. Cody’s condom was off already, his cock
wilting as he was declared the winner.
    But the
redheaded kid wasn’t giving up. He was inside the thing now, and he wanted to
finish. Not that Henry could blame him.
    “Come! Come!
Come!” The chant started again and behind him, Henry heard another groan as
someone else obeyed.
    “Goddamn!”
Carrot Top turned his head toward the television screen for incentive. The
blonde was sitting on the guy’s face, rubbing her pussy all over his tongue,
while the redhead sat up on his dick, riding him. The camera moved in for a
close-up on the blonde’s shaved pussy and Henry couldn’t help but make the
comparison between toy and cunt. Pink and wet and open and waiting...
    Fuck.
    Henry had to
turn his head when the camera moved in on the other girl, the redhead who resembled
Libby. Her pussy was stretched with the guy’s cock, her fingers down there
rubbing her little clit, nipples hard, the skin around them puckered. He could
barely stand to listen to her soft cries of pleasure over the roomful of
whistles and shouts, guys urging Carrot Top on.
    “Yeah!”
Carrot Top stood, facing the television, blocking Henry’s view, and he was
glad. He could barely catch his breath as it was, his own cock pulsing in time
with his rapid heartbeat. “Take that, bitch! Take that up your hot little
snatch!”
    Henry gulped
as everyone around him exploded in approval. This was getting really out of
hand. Henry, quit with the puns, he told himself, closing his eyes and
trying to breathe normally. It wasn’t easy.
    “Last two!”
    Henry barely
heard him, but he took the Fleshlight, eyes still closed. He knew Dean was
getting ready right across the aisle, but he didn’t focus there. He did it all
by feel, sliding his fingers through the toy’s little slit, finding the hole.
Oh, yes. Those wet open lips, that tight sleeve. That’s just where his cock
wanted to go.
    “Ready.” Yeah.
Fuck yeah.
    “Set.” Right
there . Oh that sweet pussy is mine. All mine.
    “Go!”
    It was
seconds, just seconds. Maybe thirty, even with the slight loss of sensation
because of the condom. He pumped his fist fiercely, his cock swollen to
bursting, and silently mouthed her name. And then he was coming, not inside of
her, not on her, not with her, but for her, everything for her, his toes
curling, pelvis thrust up like an offering.
    “Winner!”
    His ears
were ringing too much for him to really hear, but he