Ethan's RV

Ethan barely had any time to react, as Cody stood there with his hand on his cock, smirking as he moved his grip up and sunk into the blond teen’s pants to start jacking him inside own shorts.

Ethan then returned the favor. Sliding his leg back to keep himself stable, he reached down and grabbed Cody’s rod. While their senyoko continued to battle in the background their wrestling match had rather quickly turned into a contest of who was going to cum first.

Both teens made slight shifts in their stances, hoping to catch the other by surprise and send them down to the floor where they could get into a more dominant position. But neither could budge the other no matter how hard they tried. The blonde teen could feel Cody’s fat cock growing in his hand to the point where he could barely get his fingers wrapped around the whole thing. All while Cody teased that his opponent could use a little more girth, Ethan meanwhile blushed and tried to tease him back, saying that Cody’s was feeling a little stubby.

Biting his lip as his chin rested on the rocker boy's shoulder, Ethan wasn’t sure how much longer he could stay in this position. With Cody’s hand reaching behind and jacking him off toward the ground, it was almost as if he was getting milked. A quiet string of expletives began to leave the blonde's mouth as he felt himself getting closer and closer.

Knowing he couldn't last much longer at this rate, he let Cody go as Ethan reached down and pulled the leg of his shorts aside. Seconds later the shockwave hit him, as he blew his load downwards through the leg of his shorts and towards the ground with a sharp THWAK!

Feeling his opponent convulsing behind him Cody’s counter turned into a headlock, stepping back to bring the teen in closer and fitting Ethan’s head under his arm. Cody watched his opponent wince in pleasure and surprise, both of them panting as he looked out to see how the Senyoko battle was going.

A blast from Bydra finally sent Kowattage flying. With that, a beam of light shot out of the blast, jolting through the air, and finding its home in Ethan’s pocket where his crystal sat safely.

Cody couldn’t help but rub it in at this point giving his opponent a knowing grin, "Looks like that's two matches you've lost today."

But as Ethan felt the last lances of his cum spurting on the ground, he grit his teeth and summoned what energy he had to take his cocky opponent by surprise.

In what felt like a blur, he lifted Cody up off his feet, while Ethan fell back with him, much to the rocker’s surprise. Planted with his shoulders to the ground and upside-down, Cody barely had time to register that Ethan had already flipped into a new position behind him before blonde teen’s head between his legs. Ethan called out, "It ain't over yet!"

With that said, he darted his tongue to start licking every inch of Cody’s sac, latching his lips onto them soon after and sucked on them, while his hand began to jack Cody’s cock off right into the rocker’s own face!

Cody protested at first, but could only put one hand on Ethan’s head as he used his other to keep himself stable. His grunts and sudden groans echoed back, as Ethan was quick to remind him of something, "Remember, a Senyoko fight ain't over until someone officially taps out."

Taking breaths in between bathing his opponent's balls with his tongue Ethan expertly worked his fingers, moving them up and down Cody's girthy cock.

With his own dick now being milked towards his face, Cody wiggled and squirmed as he did his absolute best to hold out but knew that he was at Ethan’s mercy in this position. The blonde teen worked quickly, teasing the rocker by asking him if he really wanted to leave the gym with his own face painted white.

His face turning red, Cody began to feel something coming and knew he’d run out of time. Tapping Ethan’s leg just in the nick of time, he submitted as his own legs flailed above his head. Ethan acquiesced and adjusted the direction of Cody’s thick rod, pointing it just above the rocker’s head before it shot out its first lance of white.

Cody moaned as his body shook, held in place by Ethan’s arms as the teen continued sucking on the rocker’s now pumping balls.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" he groaned, before he felt it all subside, closing his eyes.

Panting from exertion, Ethan released the grip he had on him and his opponent’s balls before letting his lower half fall to the ground. A couple of seconds passed, as the two boys collapsed in a panting and sweaty mess.

When Cody reopened his eyes, Ethan was there hovering over him, both hands on either side of his head and knees straddled over Cody's hips, the blonde catching his breath just as he was.

The two locked eyes and stared, the tension built only for a moment before the two started laughing at the ridiculousness of what had just happened. Cody had to admit, he hadn't had a fight turn into something like that in a long time.

Similarly, Ethan hadn’t been expecting their tussle to turn into what it did. He’d come dressed for a senyoko fight, not to jack someone off into submission. But soon, as the laughter began to die down and the two boys hung there still smiling at each other, Ethan had to ask the question.

"So, did I win?" Ethan wondered aloud, his eyes staring down at Cody.
A beat or two skipped, as Cody answered back, "Yeah, you won"

A strange rush of heat began to fill both of their bodies. Without saying a word they could feel as if they were being drawn together by some unknown magnetic force, their faces moving slowly closer to one another.

Ethan brushed a bit of hair away from Cody’s face.

Cody reached a hand up to press gently into the other's shoulder.

They blushed as they realized they were inches away from kissing. But before the two could go any further Cody’s face turned beat red, his eyes looking past Ethan to the catwalk above.

Tracing the rocker’s line of sight Ethan began to blush too as a catcall from several onlookers reminded them that they were in a public gym in full view of anyone and everyone. A small crowd had formed to watch the ‘fight’ and whatever was about to come after.

Pulling Cody to his feet, Ethan whisked both of them towards the locker room door, giving Cody just enough time to call Bydra back to his crystal. The two couldn't help but start laughing as they put the slightly embarrassing situation they’d just been caught in behind them.

Some time later after they had washed themselves up and spent the afternoon talking, watching more Senyoko fights, and avoiding the snickers of those that had watched their little tussle they both walked out to an open clearing next to the gym where there was additional parking. There Ethan showed Cody to his old campervan that he’d parked near the woods earlier that day.

Now, the sun was setting, allowing the slow shadow of night to cover the city. It had been one heck of a day for Ethan.

As they approached the back camper door, Ethan was trying to build up the courage to ask Cody for his number but only ended up standing there awkwardly as they waited for the other to say something first. All of their bravado and teasing back in the gym earlier that day seemed to vanish into thin air as the meandered next to the van wordlessly.

Trying to break the tension, Ethan opened up the back door of the van and pulled aside the curtain to show the interior of his home. All he could manage was to say, “Well...this is me…”

But hadn’t even managed to take his first step onto the edge of the van when he heard Cody behind him.

"Well aren't you being forward today," the rocker boy said with a smirk, pointing out what Ethan was absentmindedly doing.

The blonde blushed, realizing that he’d accidentally just insinuated that they pick up where they left off. As he stumbled over his words trying to backtrack and explain what he was actually trying to do, he was cut off as Cody leaned forward, mimicking the way Ethan had trapped him against the gymnasium floor earlier that day. Both of Cody's hands pressed themselves to the floor of the van as he pulled himself in close, their bodies now mere inches apart.

Cody smirked as he looked down and saw growth once more in Ethan’s shorts, his own doing the same, "I'll be honest with you Ethan. You clearly need more practice as a trainer, your technique is sloppy and your form is all off. But-"

He paused as he leaned back some, giving Ethan a much better view of his cute face. "You tapped me out. And you know the rules, ‘To the victor, go the spoils.’"

Ethan couldn’t believe his luck. And as he began to feel his whole body tingling with anticipation, he could only smile shyly and admit that he wasn’t about to decline this kind of prize, "Well when you put it like that, how could I say no?"

Having leaned back as Cody leaned forward, Ethan reached up and grabbed Cody by the collar. He wasn't going to waste any more time. Pulling him in close he aggressively and passionately kissed the rocker.

Cody let Ethan pull him forward, his body falling on top of him as they both felt themselves hardening while their tongues fought for supremacy.

Blissful seconds turned to minutes as the two lost track of time, hands moving across each other and moving aside clothing so their bare skin could touch. The two sloppily rolled inside the van, their bodies never parting until, as an afterthought, Cody sprung up hastily to close the door so that their last voyeuristic incident wouldn’t be repeated.

Falling across Ethan’s tye-dye bed the two embraced again, hands running through each other’s hair and legs tangling as their clothes fell to the wayside. Their own bodies reacted to the friction and heat of the moment, forcing blood downward and their cocks to harden between them, throbbing intensely in anticipation.

As far as prizes went, Ethan thought, Cody was certainly up there...