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Roy got a foot between them and pushed Dick off of him, and sprang up to his feet a split second before Dick did. The two young men circled, and Roy could feel a slow smile spread across his face, matched by the one on Dick’s. This was so much fun—why didn’t they do this more often?

He backpedaled, letting Dick come to him, waiting for the other Titan to make a mistake that he knew would never be made. Both of their bodies were soaked with sweat, as well as the trunks they were wearing, and the scent of their young bodies permeated the gym – a clean, manly smell loaded with pheromones.

He lunged at Dick, and followed as the other man went to the ground. With Dick on his back, Roy landed hard on the other man’s chest, smiling at the satisfying WHOOOSH coming out of Dick’s lungs. Their slippery bodies were making his balance a little unsteady, and he put his hand on the mat to steady himself.

Pressure on his neck and his hip, from Dick pushing against them, made him realize his mistake. But too late.

Quickly, Dick twisted his hips and got his left leg around the back of Roy’s neck, forcing his head down. The pressure suddenly went up, and Roy knew that Dick had locked his legs!

“You were saying something about my ass?” he heard Dick say in a mocking tone. To punctuate it, Dick squeezed his glutes and Roy felt the pressure go way, WAY up.

Roy didn’t respond, he was too busy trying to figure a way out of this. Dick’s legs had him trapped and his right arm was out of position, but his left arm was…

In a tight grip in Dick’s. And getting twisted.

Roy felt his body rolling, completely under Dick’s control, until he was on his back with his face buried in Dick’s ass and his right arm trapped in the triangle. Dick flexed his glutes again, and and a low moan escaped from Roy’s mouth. The blood flow to his brain was starting to get seriously blocked, and his vision was starting to get a little fuzzy.

“You know how to end this…” he heard Dick saying, leaving the sentence hanging.

Roy knew. He hated it, but he knew. With his free hand, he tapped on Dick’s thigh, signaling his submission and Dick’s victory. Dick’s legs immediately sprang apart and he rolled off of Roy, leaving Roy to gulp in huge mouthfuls of air and shake his head to get the blood flow going again.

He blinked a couple of times before sitting up. Dick was standing over him, sweat still pouring down his body and his heavy breathing making his chest swell and contract. He reached down to offer Roy a hand up, and Roy took it. Dick effortlessly hauled him to his feet and into a hug. “Good fight, old buddy,” he murmured as Roy hugged him back. “Let’s hit the showers.”

The two men made their way into the locker room and stripped off their shorts. They’d been working out together since they were boys, and they were used to being naked around each other. Dick grabbed a couple of towels and tossed one to Roy, and the two men staggered into the shower room.

They chose adjoining showerheads and turned on the water. The warm water felt so, so good on Roy’s aching muscles. He leaned on the wall and let the water run down his back and into his ass crack. Next to him, he heard Dick murmur, “That was a lot of fun, Roy. We haven’t wrestled like that in a long time.”

“Too long,” Roy answered. The water was starting to clear his head a little…to the point where he suddenly became aware of what was happening below his waist. It had been a while, and That Part of him was letting him know about it.

For a second, he thought about turning away, but then he heard Dick say, “Speaking of things we haven’t done in a while…” Roy blinked water out of his eyes. Dick was just as hard as he was, and the Titans leader had a grin on his face that was just this side of becoming a leer. “Wanna?” he asked.

Roy smiled. “Absolutely.”

Liquid soap made a great lubricant. Roy and Dick started stroking themselves, their eyes never leaving each other, their hands moving slowly and deliberately. Both of them knew that this was just another contest – which one of them could last longer. Roy was trying all of the tricks he’d worked out over the time he had to satisfy Donna, and he thought he saw Dick’s lips move slightly, a sign that he was using tricks of his own.

He felt his knees start to go weak. He started to reach for the wall, but Dick had other ideas – he guided Roy’s free hand onto his shoulder, and placed his free hand on Roy’s. Never missing a stroke, the two Titans leaned into each other until their foreheads were touching and their eyes were boring deep into each other. Dick was grinning so hard Roy was surprised his face wasn’t splitting, and he knew his own grin was just as wide.

Dick’s hand tightened on his shoulder; the other man had to be close! Just as well, because Roy definitely WAS close! Just holding off for another few seconds until Dick shot…

But Dick didn’t shoot.

And Roy felt his body betraying him, as hot jism exploded from his cock to splatter onto his best friend’s abs and legs. He kept his knees from buckling only by a sheer act of will as Dick, now the winner of this contest as he had been the last, erupted himself, spraying Roy with his seed.

Exhausted, the two men sank to their knees as the hot water continued to pound down on them. Their grips on each other softened as their arms slid around each other. Neither spoke; they just let their pants and hands do their talking for them.

Until Dick finally murmured, “We should clean up. For real, this time.”

Roy chuckled. “You’re probably right. We need to do this more often, buddy.”

“Absolutely,” Dick said.

Leaning on each other for support, the two Titans gingerly got to their feet. A quick wash, and both were clean. They turned off the showers and, arms around each other’s shoulders, went to get dressed.