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Although it had been a few hours since Bryce called for a ‘girth check’ that morning, the image of Bryce’s cock, was still burned into Zach’s brain. He hadn’t thought twice before peering over Bryce’s stretched waistband, curiosity taking over his mind. Therefore, he couldn’t help himself but bring it up as they sat on the couch.
“That fucking snake you’ve got down there.” Zach was impressed. He wouldn’t say that he had thought about what Bryce’s cock could look like before, but he didn’t expect that length from the other man.
“What’d you think of that?” Bryce asked, eyes trained on him like his opinion even mattered.
Zach sighed heavily. “Long. It’s nearly fucking my boner, that was. I’m not gonna lie.”
“Really?”
“Nearly.” Zach would need to get a better look to tell for sure.
“That was like – like my semi.”
“It was good shit.” Zach answered quickly. But the word ‘semi’ echoed in his mind. He tried remembering if he noticed the excitement on Bryce’s cock before, but he might’ve been too focused on the sheer length to notice the blood rush. After a little pause, Zach continued. “Semi, huh?”
Bryce shrugged. “It was morning. You were bending over.”
Zach laughed, the smirk playing on Bryce’s lips widening. “Right, should’ve taken that into account.” He paused. “Maybe I should be offended that you couldn’t get it up fully.”
“I don’t think it would've taken much more.” Bryce answered, smile gone as he looked towards Zach.
Smiling, Zach didn’t turn his head. It was a joke, more of their playful banter. They had some sort of game going on about who could take it the furthest without backing down. But he knew he was playing a losing game with his cock twitching in his swim shorts. He pulled the pillow by his side over his lap as casually as possible.
Bryce tried to grab the pillow, but Zach was gripping it already, forcing it to stay in place. Bryce whispered then. “What, you get to see mine but I don’t get to see yours?”
Zach didn’t want to let Bryce win by pushing his shoulder and changing the conversation topic to their couples or the recent dumpings. He leaned his head back, getting comfortable. “Maybe if you ask nicely.”
Bryce scoffed, laughing as he looked away. Zach took that as a win, but part of him was disappointed that Bryce didn’t push. Not that he was dying to hear what Bryce’s thoughts were on his dick. But it would only be fair.
Bryce looked back at Zach, this time making eye contact. He made a face that read, ‘really?’ to which Zach shrugged nonchalantly at. He looked down at his mic, like he was debating saying anything. As if this was something more than an ongoing joke between the two of them. Bryce leaned closer to him, accidentally applying pressure to where his hand still sat on the pillow. Zach let out a quiet noise in the back of his throat, but before he could get embarrassed, Bryce’s hand moved to circle the mic around his neck, his other hand encircling his own. “Can I see your cock, please?” Bryce’s head was tilted in question.
“You’re not – alright.” Zach shook his head, forcing a smile that was a little too frantic. “Since you’re so curious.”
Standing up, Bryce’s hand fell from Zach’s mic, but it still felt like he had a pressure on his chest. He looked around, making sure none of the islanders were paying attention to their exchange. No one had their attention on them because this was normal for them, stealing time for just the two of them, away from everyone else. It wasn’t a big deal anyway, Zach reassured himself as he walked towards the villa.
Without turning around, Zach could tell Bryce was following close by, his feet patting on the floor behind him. He led them to the washroom, taking off his mic before entering the shower. Bryce raised his eyebrows but followed suit, leaving his mic behind before closing the shower door behind him. Production will definitely have a chat with them about removing their mics, but he’d rather not have them listening to this conversation. Looking at your friend’s cock once is dismissable, but returning the ‘favour’ is pushing it.
They have little privacy behind the only partially blurred glass door, but it was the best they were getting. Zach looked at Bryce, finding the whole situation ridiculous and laughed, shaking his head. Bryce smirked, rubbing a hand over his face before speaking. “You’re making this more dramatic than it is.”
Zach with a cocky look on his face, feigned bashfulness. “What if you’re making me blush?” Bryce rolled his eyes across from him, Zach laughing at his impatience. “Why don’t you have a look for yourself?”
Bryce laughed, but Zach was stubborn. If Bryce was so curious, he could take matters into his own hands. Zach stood with his arms crossed smugly, wondering how far he could take this. Bryce pressed his lips together before taking a step forward, Zach dropping his arms. The look on Bryce’s face made Zach drop his smug look, not wanting Bryce to feel weirder. Bryce looked down before he dipped his fingers below Zach’s waistband. Instead of pulling it back to have a look, Bryce pulled the fabric downwards, letting it tug on his cock before settling on his upper thighs.
Zach gasped lightly, not expecting the pressure. “It’s only fair since you saw my semi.” Bryce met his gaze again. “Show me?”
Watching Bryce for any sign of insincerity, Zach slowly wrapped his hand around his cock, tugging a few times. It wasn’t difficult to get to that point, dragging his hand away to study the blonde’s reaction. “So, what do you think?”
Bryce licked his lips. “Yours is thicker. Wrapping my hand around it would be different from mine.” Zach’s erection twitched. Bryce noticed. “You said nearly.”
“What?” Zach was in a daze, unsure of how they got here.
“Nearly the length of your boner.” Bryce recalled. “Should we test it?”
Before Zach could respond, Bryce turned the faucet on behind them, letting water run on their lower halves. Bryce met his gaze for just a moment before Zach nodded. He quickly wrapped his hand around Zach’s cock, letting his thumb run over the head before pumping. Zach, with his back pressed against the tile, breathed heavily through his mouth, switching his gaze between the man in front of him and the obscene scene of Bryce touching his cock.
“Feels different.” Bryce said offhandedly.
“Bad different?” Zach tried not to buck into his grip.
“No.” Bryce answered too quickly. “Easy to get used to.”
There was no denying that he was turned on. This was the hottest he had felt in the villa since the start, he just wished it wasn’t someone so unattainable who was teasing his tip. He almost forgot what they were trying to test, comparing their lengths, as one of Bryce’s hands gripping his hip and the other was touching his cock, until he pulled back.
Mouth still agape, Zach watched as Bryce pulled his swim shorts lower, revealing that tantalising sight from earlier except there was one difference. Bryce was fully hard, leaking from the tip already. “I fucked it up.” He almost could’ve looked disappointed if he wasn’t breathing so heavy with his pupils blown almost dangerously wide.
Zach grabbed at Bryce’s cheek gently. “Hey, it’s okay. Look.” Zach slotted their cocks next to each other. For a while they both just stared at the sight – Bryce’s cock longer and redder, while Zach’s was thicker, the veins standing out more prominently. “Good shit.”
Bryce nodded, eyes fixated on their cocks slightly brushing each other. Zach lifted his heavy gaze to Bryce, feeling like he needed more. He framed Bryce’s face, pulling him towards his own, slotting their lips together. Their bodies pressed together as Bryce groaned into the kiss. Bryce’s tongue found its way into his mouth quickly, while his hands moved to Zach’s ass, pulling him closer.
Zach pulled at the ends of Bryce’s hair, Bryce biting his bottom lip. Kissing Bryce was like getting to feel every function of his mouth – lips, teeth, and tongue, all at one hundred and Zach loved every part of it. Bryce pulled back and Zach would deny it, but he let out a low whine.
Instead of pulling away completely, Bryce gave him a short peck before wrapping his hand the best he could around their cocks. His wrist moved quickly, not focusing on a rhythm, just getting off as quickly as possible.
Panting into each other’s mouths, Bryce came first, his release coating Zach’s cock before he followed suit. Before their high could come down completely, Zach reached between them, getting his release on his fingers before lifting his hand to Bryce’s mouth. Bryce took his two fingers easily, sucking them clean as Zach pushed them in further.
They pulled apart, adjusting themselves and turning off the water. “We even?” Zach asked, trying to find anything to get them talking after that exchange.
“For now.” Bryce responded, letting his shoulder brush with Zach’s before opening the shower door.