It started as the most cliché locker room dare in the history of college athletics: who’s bigger? The two swimmers had been trash-talking in the pool about their respective endowments all season, and the empty locker room after late practice finally provided the proving ground. Standing face to face in nothing but their speedos, they counted down from three and dropped their suits simultaneously. The reveal was genuinely impressive on both counts — two thick, hung specimens that would make any size queen weep with joy. They stood cock to cock, pressing their shafts together to measure, and the physical contact sent an electric jolt through both of them. What was supposed to be a quick comparison became an extended examination. One reached out and wrapped his hand around the other’s shaft, testing the weight and girth. The favor was returned immediately. Within seconds, the competitive measuring had devolved into mutual stroking in the steamy locker room. The first swimmer dropped to his knees on the wet tile and took his rival’s cock into his mouth, determined to prove superiority in yet another category. His throat opened impressively, taking every inch while maintaining eye contact that dripped with competitive fire. Not to be outdone, they switched places, and the second swimmer deep-throated with equal enthusiasm. They ended up in a sixty-nine on the locker room bench, two hung studs simultaneously choking on each other’s thick cocks until they both came down each other’s throats, swallowing every competitive drop.
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