Chapter 98

Brent, Mike and I started pumping away on our manhood; I with much less vigor than the other two thanks to my requirement to fail. Ok, ‘request.’

Liz, meanwhile, used one hand to spread her pussy lips apart and pressed the buzzing “lipstick” against her clit. Once she found the spot, her mouth dropped open and her eyes fell closed.

I quickly realized that even at 50% speed, watching the chick next to me masturbate was going to make my job of losing harder so I had to look away.

My eyes wandered around the empty store; I counted drop-ceiling tiles. I noted that the store must have been freshly repainted as there were spots of blue painters tape still along some trim work. Brent was the first to cum.

I heard him grunt and saw out of the corner of my eye as his jizz shot out onto the shiny tile floor. I continued to pound my meat as I tried to ignore the sound of the vibrator buzzing away on the love-button of the girl next to me. I could see in my peripheral vision the tiny circles she was making with the toy.

Mike came second, his cum soiling the floor as well. I could see that he got much better range than Brent; perhaps one of the virtues of youth. Ah well.

Once he finished, he fell backward and sat on his heels. I could see both him and Brent turn to watch Liz and me. I think they were more interested in Liz than me, truth be told.

I was trying hard to hold back but the situation was not making it easy. Stopping my stroking completely would have been a dead giveaway and, I figured, would have spoiled the “contest.”