Let's switch

He lost?

You know the rules, the first one to pass out, loses. No cheating and no throwing up or you will immediately lose. Also, I will pour the drinks making sure that there is the same amount of alcohol in the glasses every time.

The two men were in a bar not too far from their condo. Techno was also there to make sure everything would go according to the rules.

The first few rounds went great. Both men were used to drinking and they wouldn't lose it after a few glasses.

After round 12, Type stood up from the table. I have to go to the toilet, be right back.

Techno stood up. I will watch you and make sure you won't throw up. He walked after Type to the bathroom leaving Tharn sitting at the table.

Are you okay Type? You're not going to puke are you? I really want you to win, please hang in there a little longer.

I'm okay, just a little dizzy. I can do this, don't worry I have to win. I really want to try this with Tharn and this is the only way he will agree to do so.

Techno nodded and watched his friend stagger as he walked to the toilet. He had to think of something to help him; otherwise he would lose for sure. Luckily he had prepared something because he knew his friends and he knew that Tharn could drink more than Type.

They walked back to the table where Tharn was waiting for them. Are you okay Baby? Do you need to go home and sleep it off? I will leave you alone for tonight so you can get a good rest.

Type smiled at his husband. Don't worry I'm good. I just needed to go to the toilet but I can go on for a long time like this.

Techno sat down and grabbed the bottles standing next to him. I have a new idea, let's change it up a little. I have two bottles, both are closed and I didn't use them earlier. You can both pour your own drinks and the person who drinks the most wins.

Both men looked at each other and then nodded. This would mean they could drink at their own pace which could be a good thing.

The first glass was poured and both men drank. Type lifted his eyebrow slightly looking at his glass. Was it him or did this drink taste different than what he was used to? He looked up at Techno but he was looking the other way watching the people on the dance floor. Type shrugged and went back to drinking.

After a while, Tharn started to look wobbly. He was holding his head in his hand and tried to fill up his glass with the other hand. He succeeded but his hand was shaking and his head felt heavy. Looking up he saw Type looking at him, he seemed a little drunk but not as bad as Tharn.

Are you okay baby? We can go home and get some sleep, I promise I won't do anything to you tonight. Type smirked, using Tharn's own words against him pouring himself another glass, his bottle almost empty.

Tharn looked at the smiling Type and just shook his head. He couldn't drink anymore or he would start throwing up. He put his glass down as slumped his head against the table. He lost and he was too tired and drunk to care about it right now. He just wanted to go home and sleep hugging his husband.

I give up. You won, he mumbled before putting his head down again. He wanted to close his eyes and drift off but Type grabbed him before he could fall asleep.

Don't sleep here Tharn, you have to get home first. Type turned around, No me and Tharn will go first. Get home safe and text me when you're there.

Techno nodded and smiled. Have fun my friend and tell me how it was. I want to know the details.

Type nodded and pulled Tharn up until he was leaning on him. Bye now.

The next morning:

Tharn opened his eyes slowly, adjusting to the light. His head pounding and his mouth dry with a strange taste lingering on his tongue. He sat up and looked around, seeing a glass on the table next to him. He grabbed the glass and looked at it, there was a sweet smelling drink in it and when he took a sip he decided it's a smoothie. After finishing the drink he stood up and walked to the bathroom to take a shower. Before he could close the door a voice stopped him.

What are you doing Tharn? Are you feeling a little better?

Tharn turned around seeing his husband standing there with a bright smile, making him feel even worse because now he remembered what had happened the day before. He didn't know how it happened but he had lost and now he had to do whatever Type wanted.

Baby I'm going to take a shower to clear my head.

Type smiled. Then let me join you so we will be done quicker. He walked towards Tharn and pushed him inside the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

You should brush your teeth. I will turn on the water so it's warm when you're done.

Type turned around and turned on the shower not looking at Tharn while stripping, his clothes carelessly thrown aside. He got in the shower and turned his head up to catch the water. Still not looking at Tharn, he started to wash his body. First his shoulders and slowly moving down to his stomach slowly washing up and down.

Tharn looked at Type knowing full well what he was doing and to be honest it worked. He felt his dick growing and his heart beating faster. He quickly brushed his teeth and then stripped naked getting in the shower next to Type.

He tried to reach for his husband but the man took a step back.

Tharn, can you still remember yesterday? You lost so for today I'm in charge and I don't want you to touch me.

Tharn looked at Type's beautiful body holding himself back from doing anything. He knew he lost and he knew the rules; so instead of walking towards Type, he started to wash his body. After a short while, he felt Type behind him touching his butt softly. Before he could turn around, Type grabbed his arms and pushed him with his back against the cold bathroom wall. He moved closer to Tharn still holding his arms and he started kissing and sucking his neck.

Tharn moaned softly and tried to free his hands but before he could, Type bit down on his neck. He muffled a scream and looked at his lover standing in front of him.

I told you you're not allowed to touch me until I tell you otherwise. He bent down again and started sucking Tharn's chest leaving marks everywhere. Just like Tharn did all those years ago. (They are married for a few months but already together for over 7 years).

After a while, Type slowly started going down kissing Tharn's stomach; getting even lower kissing him right above his throbbing dick. He looked up at Tharn before slowly licking the tip. Tharn moaned and threw his head back hitting the wall. Type let go of his hands and grabbed his waist holding him in place while licking up and down making Tharn go crazy. Type grabbed Tharn's dick and he slowly started to move up and down before putting it in his mouth, sucking and licking.

Tharn moaned and tried to keep standing still as Type told him to do but it was getting harder as the pleasure was building up.

Type please can...hmmm.. put my hands on your shoulders....

Type nodded, which made Tharn go even crazier because he was still holding his dick in his mouth. Tharn grabbed Type's shoulders and pressed his fingers in the soft skin. He was a moaning mess not able to take a deep breath or to talk. Type kept going, sucking and licking and once in a while touching his balls which made Tharn jump. The pleasure building up more and more.

Aahh Type I'm going to come please.... Hmm stop before I come inside your mouth.

Type didn't stop and started sucking even harder, determined to make Tharn come inside his mouth. He didn't have to wait long. As soon as he squished one of Tharn's balls, he let out a cry and Type felt him come holding Tharn by his hips so he couldn't move back. He sucked every last bit of Tharn's cum, swallowing it without hesitation. When he was done he got up from his knees and kissed Tharn on his lips making him taste his own cum.

Why didn't you stop Type, are you crazy? Tharn smacked Type on his shoulders softly, his strength all gone, his legs shaking.

Type laughed softly and kissed his cheek. I couldn't let it go to waste now could I? Let's go dry your body because I'm not done with you, Type smirked at Tharn's shocked face. No he wasn't even close to being done.