Winner Takes All

Sunlight glints off the pool's surface as Bill Henson and Aaron Gage sprawl on lounge chairs, shirts off, skin kissed by the heat. Bill smirks, eyes gleaming with mischief. 'Come on, a few laps? Loser owes the winner big.' Aaron stretches lazily, muscles rippling under tanned skin, but shakes his head. 'Nah, man. Not today.' Bill leans in, voice dropping low. 'Remember that bet from high school? The one you won?' Aaron's grin sharpens, memory flashing like a spark. He rises, water already calling. They dive in, strokes slicing the cool blue, Bill pushing hard but faltering first. Aaron touches the wall seconds ahead, victory his. He hauls Bill out, dripping and breathless, hands firm on wet shoulders. No words needed—Aaron claims his prize. He tows Bill inside the house, door clicking shut behind them, bodies colliding in the shadowed hall. Aaron's mouth crashes against Bill's, tongues tangling hot and urgent. Fingers yank at swim trunks, freeing hardening cocks that spring eager into the air. Aaron drops to his knees, lips wrapping Bill's shaft, sucking deep with a groan that vibrates through them both. Bill's hands fist in Aaron's hair, hips bucking as Aaron takes it all—every inch, every pulse—swallowing greedily until Bill shudders and spills down his throat.