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Milo and Finn, both lifeguards at the beach, share a bit of friendly rivalry. They're always competing against each other in races, challenges, and who can save the most people from drowning. Today, Milo suggests they add a new challenge to their repertoire: whoever gets the least number of sunburns by the end of the day wins. They both laugh and agree, not thinking much of it at first.

However, as the day goes on, they begin to take more precautions. Milo starts wearing a wide-brimmed hat while Finn uses lots of sunscreen. The competition heats up (pun intended) as they make sure their red shorts protect their sensitive skin from the harmful rays.

At one point, Finn notices Milo stealing glances at his crotch area and smirks to himself. He knows that the tight speedos underne

Milo couldn't help but feel a bit self-conscious about his own bulge in his speedos. He knew Finn was bigger, girthier even, and that he could definitely give him a run for his money. The thought of losing to Finn only made him more determined to win this challenge, even if it meant using some less-than-sporting tactics.

As they take a break from lifeguarding duties, Milo maneuvers himself behind Finn, pressing his own crotch against Finn's ass. He starts rubbing up and down, feeling the hardness of Finn's girthy cock through their swim trunks. "Hey, big guy," he whispers into Finn's ear, "did you forget something?"

Finn stiffens slightly at the contact, but doesn't respond. His heart is racing and his cock is growing even harder as Milo continues to

Without responding, Finn continues to focus on keeping his cool. But as Milo grinds against him harder and faster, it's becoming increasingly difficult for the younger man to ignore how turned on he is by this sensation. His heart races and his breath comes in short gasps as he tries not to lose control right here, in full view of all the beachgoers.

Finally, Finn gives up fighting it any longer. He turns around, pinning Milo against a nearby lifeguard stand and presses their crotches together tightly. "You're asking for it," he growls into Milo's ear, letting his dominance show as he thrusts his hips forward aggressively.

Milo moans softly at the contact, reveling in the feeling of being overpowered by Finn. He grips onto Finn's broad shoulders, digging his fingers in as they begin to kiss

Their tongues dance wildly as their bodies press together. Milo arches his back, offering Finn easier access to his chest and neck. "Yeah... like that," he gasps out between kisses. The feel of Finn's hard, muscular body pressed against him is sending shivers down his spine, making it difficult for him to think about anything but giving in to this erotic encounter.

Finn takes advantage of Milo's surrender, his strong hands grabbing onto the younger man's ass cheeks and squeezing as he thrusts harder against him. "I win... you belong to me now," Finn whispers breathily before lowering his mouth to capture one of Milo's nipples in his teeth, eliciting a startled gasp from the taller lifeguard.

Milo shudders with pleasure as Finn's teeth graze over his sensitive nipple, arching his back further in response. "Oh God... please," he moans weakly, feeling the strength draining from his legs as his arousal reaches a fever pitch. The way Finn is dominating him like this is driving him wild with desire. "I'm yours," he whispers, closing his eyes tightly as Finn continues to rock their hips together in the middle of the lifeguard stand.

As they grind against each other, their swimsuits grow damp with sweat and pre-cum. The thin material does little to hide their growing erections from each other's touches, only serving to heighten the sensation as it rubs against Milo's tight hole or Finn's sensitive cockhead. "Give in... let me feel you," Finn pants into Milo

Milo nods weakly in response, lifting his hips to press against Finn's girthy cock. "Yes... I'm ready." His voice is hoarse with desire and the knowledge that he has given in to Finn makes him even hotter. He reaches down between them, grasping at Finn's thick cock through their wet swim trunks, stroking it roughly as they continue to rock against each other.

As Milo begins to lose control entirely, his orgasm building with every thrust of Finn's hips against him, he whispers a single word into Finn's ear: "Please." His body tenses and arches upward, crying out as he comes hard over their joined hands and stomachs. His muscles quiver from the intensity of his release while the hot rush of pleasure courses through him.

As Milo comes down from his orgasmic high, Finn's own release is imminent. With a growl of satisfaction, he thrusts harder against Milo, hips snapping as he feels the head of his cock rub against the entrance to Milo's tight hole. "Fuck yeah," he groans out, body tensing in anticipation of finally claiming what he's wanted since they first began their rivalry on the beach. With one final thrust, Finn buries himself to the hilt inside Milo, both men crying out as they come together in a shared release of heat and passion.

As their bodies become one in the most intimate way possible, Finn kisses Milo deeply, pouring all of his desire and satisfaction into the kiss. He holds him close, rocking slowly against him as they both catch their breaths and ride out the aftershocks of their orgasms. "I knew you'd be perfect," he whispers against Milo's lips, before nipping at them playfully.

Milo smiles weakly, running his fingers through Finn's hair. "You win... but I'm glad we could reach an agreement." He tilts his head back to look up at the older man and blushes slightly as he thinks about how they started this whole thing.

They stay locked together like this for several more moments, lost in the haze of pleasure and connection. As their breathing begins to steady, they eventually pull apart, chuckling softly at themselves and shaking their heads

"Well," Finn says with a grin, wiggling his eyebrows playfully, "I might've won the competition, but I think we can both agree that was some pretty incredible action there." He nuzzles against Milo's neck and sighs contentedly. "And who knows? Maybe next time we could actually make it a fair race..."

Milo laughs, rolling his eyes good-naturedly. "Yeah, sure," he replies sarcastically, though there's no real heat in his voice. His fingers slide down Finn's back, lingering at the small of his back before tracing light circles around his still hard cock through their damp swim trunks. "Just remember whose idea that was."

They share a conspiratorial smile as they continue to catch their breath, content in the knowledge that no matter what challenges or competitions come their

Their smiles widen as they share a secret glance, both of them knowing that their rivalry has taken on an entirely new meaning today. There's no doubt in either of their minds that this wasn't just about winning a silly challenge anymore; it was about the intense connection and chemistry they shared beneath the surface. As they continue to enjoy each other's bodies pressed against one another, it's clear that this is only the beginning of something far more meaningful.

It was impossible to ignore the affection growing between them as they continued to touch and grind against each other. Finn let out a low moan when Milo began to stroke his cock in time with their slow, sensual movements. Their lips met again, hungry and demanding as they explored each other's mouths and shared their passion.

As the last remnants of tension ebbed away between them, they moved together more fluidly, lost in the pleasure they could provide for one another. The air around them sizzled with desire as they abandoned all pretense of keeping things sporting and gave in to the raw need coursing through their veins.

The competition between Milo and Finn was fierce as ever, each wanting to outdo the other in their speed and skill at rescuing beachgoers. However, today's contest took an unexpected turn when they decided to race while wearing nothing but tight red shorts over their speedos. The combination of the fabric brushing against their hardened nipples and cocks left them both breathless and achingly aroused.

As they reached the finish line neck-and-neck, a shared glance was all it took for the tension between them to explode into passionate kisses. Their strong hands grasped at each other's bodies, squeezing tightly as if trying to claim ownership of the other man. With one powerful thrust, Finn pinned Milo against the lifeguard tower and ground his hips hungrily against him. The friction between their bare cocks sent sparks flying through them both.

The rivalry between Milo and Finn had always been intense, but today it reached new heights as they found themselves unable to resist the temptation to measure their cocks against each other's speedos-clad length. Their competitive spirits ignited, they grinded against one another with ever-increasing force until they could no longer deny the hunger burning in their eyes.

As Finn thrust his hips forward, forcing Milo to arch his back in submission, he growled out, "You're mine now." With a strength that belied his years, Finn lifted Milo up and pinned him against the lifeguard tower wall, cock pressing hard against Milo's entrance.

The rivalry between Milo and Finn continued unabated as they worked side by side throughout the day. They'd already tested each other in a variety of challenges, but something about their bare cocks pressing against one another beneath the thin speedos was driving them both wild with desire. As the competition grew increasingly heated, they began to taunt and tease each other more openly, daring one another to admit who might have the bigger endowment.

Finally, Finn couldn't take it anymore. He stepped closer to Milo, their chests almost touching as he growled, "Well, I've got a pretty damn big cock for sure." His voice was low and threatening, but there was also an undeniable undertone of challenge in his words.

Milo's heart raced as he looked up into Finn's eyes. He knew what this meant: the gloves were coming

It was on. Milo narrowed his eyes and stepped closer to Finn, their bodies almost touching from head to toe. "Oh yeah? Well I think my cock might be even bigger," he replied, his voice full of confidence despite the butterflies in his stomach. "We should put it to the test."

Finn grinned menacingly. "Alright then," he growled. "Let's see who comes out on top." With that, they each took a step back and pulled down their speedos, revealing their fully erect cocks. Milo's pink member stood almost 21 cm tall while Finn's thick shaft measured in at just under 19 cm - but it was clear from the girth alone that the older man had an advantage when it came to sheer size.

"Let's see how well you handle this," Finn sneered before grabbing Milo by the shoulders and pushing him down to his knees. He positioned himself at Milo's entrance, hard cock now inches from its target as he slowly began to lower himself onto the younger man's throbbing shaft.

Milo closed his eyes and bit his lip as he felt Finn's girthy cock slide effortlessly past his inner muscles and begin to fill him up. "Ahh fuck..." was all he could manage as Finn began to thrust, slowly at first but gaining speed with every powerful stroke. The sounds of their grunts and moans filled the air as they struggled against each other for dominance while also fighting to maintain control over their own pleasure.

As Finn positioned himself above Milo, their cocks rubbed together teasingly before finally connecting with a wet, satisfying slurp. They both groaned at the sensation of skin on skin contact, grinding against each other as they sought to establish dominance through sheer physical power. The feeling of one another's bodies pressed tightly together only served to heighten their arousal and intensify the battle between them.

Milo let out a low growl, his hands gripping Finn's hips firmly as he arched his back in invitation. "Come on," he panted, "give it all you've got." Finn responded with a lusty moan, leaning forward and bracing himself on shaking arms as he began to thrust harder into Milo's welcoming heat. With each stroke, the air was filled with the slapping sounds of their bare skin coming together

Milo's back arched as he took Finn's full length, moaning into the air. The grip on Finn's hips tightened, urging him to go deeper still. With each thrust, the older man growled out words of dominance and pleasure while the younger one's gasps grew increasingly ragged between them.

As their bodies moved in perfect synchronicity, it was clear that this wasn't just about proving who had the bigger cock; it was a battle for dominance and control as much as anything else. The intensity of the moment was palpable, heightening both their senses until they could focus on nothing but the heat emanating from each other's skin and the powerful rhythm of their movements.

Before Milo could react to the sight of his impressive cock being matched by Finn's even larger shaft, the older man took him by surprise. With surprising speed and strength, he grabbed Milo around the waist and bent him over one of the lifeguard chairs. The younger man let out a yelp as his bare ass was presented to Finn's hungry gaze, their cocks now aligned perfectly.

Finn grinned wolfishly before rubbing the head of his cock against Milo's tight entrance. "You think your dick is bigger, huh?" he growled, teasing him mercilessly. "Let's find out." And with that, he slammed his hips forward, driving his girthy shaft deep inside Milo in one powerful stroke.

As Finn's thick cock pierced through Milo's ass and filled him up with searing heat, the younger man let out a strangled moan that quickly turned into a series of ragged gasps as he struggled against the older man's hold. The sensation of being so completely claimed by Finn was both exhilarating and overwhelming, and Milo could feel himself beginning to lose control as his body betrayed him with a powerful shudder.

"That it?" Finn taunted, pounding into Milo relentlessly. "Or do you need more of this big cock?" With each word, he thrust harder, grinding their hips together so that the friction between them became almost unbearable for both men. It was clear that Finn wasn't going to let up until he had proven his dominance once and for all.

As the AC hummed its last rattle and died, Finn looked over at Milo's flushed face. He smirked before shrugging casually and pulling off his speedo, revealing his fully erect cock to Milo's shocked gaze. "What? We're both guys," he drawled, laughing at Milo's obvious discomfort. Before the younger man could gather his wits enough to protest further, Finn wrapped his free hand around Milo's hard length and started jerking him off enthusiastically.

"Hey!" Milo sputtered, his eyes going wide with surprise and arousal as he felt Finn's strong grip on his cock. "Put... put that away!" He tried to wriggle free, but it only served to make Finn chuckle darkly as he tightened his hold and continued to stroke Milo roughly.

The temperature inside the lifeguard shack continued to rise as Finn and Milo stripped down to their speedos, the air thick with the heat of their bodies and the tension between them. As Finn's bulge pressed against Milo's thigh, the younger man couldn't help but stare in fascination at the older man's massive cock clearly outlined beneath the spandex fabric.

But when Finn finally stood naked before him,Milos words came out a surprised squeak as he took in Finn's magnificent body from head to toe. With a sneer of disbelief and lust,Finn reached over,grabbing Milo by the hair and flipping his head back roughly before wrapping one hand around his cock, teasingly stroking it up and down his length while holding him captive with his other hand on Milo's shoulder.

"This is what

what I've got," Finn whispered huskily into Milo's ear before taking his cock in his free hand and begin to stroke faster, matching the rhythm of Milo's panting breath. The younger man arched his back instinctively as he felt himself growing even harder against Finn's touch. "And you want it?" Finn grinned wolfishly before pressing their erections together through the thin fabric of their speedos, rubbing them roughly against each other in a desperate attempt to feel more skin on skin contact.

Their fight for dominance forgotten for now, they focused solely on the intense pleasure coursing through their bodies as they struggled for control over this heated encounter. Milo's eyes fluttered shut and his lips parted on a moan as Finn thrust his hips forward roughly, forcing their cocks to slide across one another in a harsh stroke.

The sun blazed down on the secluded beach, its relentless heat beating against the metal roof of the lifeguard shack trapped inside. Finn and Milo glanced at each other nervously as they realized that the AC wasn't going to kick in anytime soon. With a sigh, they began peeling off their wet suits, revealing toned bodies glistening with sweat beneath their speedos.

Finn arched an eyebrow as he caught Milo stealing glances at his bulge. "What's the matter, rookie?" he teased. "Never seen a real cock before?" Milo felt himself blush, but ignored him and continued to dry off.

As they finished dressing in their speedos, the AC finally croaked its last breath. Finn looked at Milo with an evil grin on his face and began laughing. "Well,

Finn continued to laugh as Milo's face turned red with anger. "We're both guys here," he said, leaning back against the desk. "Why should I be uncomfortable just because you want to ogle my cock?" He adjusted his speedo, making sure it was riding low on his hips and clearly displaying his impressive package.

The older man's taunting only served to further fuel Milo's frustration. With a growl, he lunged at Finn, trying to grab him by the throat. But before either of them could come out on top in their wrestling match, they heard the familiar creak of the door as it slowly opened...

Milo and Finn froze, their bodies tense as they waited to see who had opened the door. As the door swung wide, revealing a flood of cool air and a surprised face belonging to another lifeguard, they immediately snapped back into reality. The younger man turned an even deeper shade of red while the older one simply smirked.

"Ah, there you two are," the other guard said with a grin, clearly unaware of the situation that had just unfolded before him. "The chief wanted us all to meet in here for a little emergency drill." Finn chuckled and shook his head as he straightened up, never taking his eyes off Milo's flustered expression.

Before Milo could say anything in reply, the other lifeguard cleared his throat and motioned for them to follow him out of the shack. With a shared look of embarrassment and defiance, they both obeyed, taking their places among their fellow guards as the drill began. As they worked together through various scenarios, Finn couldn't help but steal glances at Milo's reddened face and chuckle to himself. He knew that someday soon he was going to have his revenge for all of this...and when he did, there would be no question about who came out on top.

The oppressive heat in the lifeguard shack was unbearable as Finn and Milo stripped down to their speedos, revealing their toned bodies covered in a thin layer of sweat. The air conditioning had given up hours ago, making the already stifling atmosphere even more uncomfortable. As they glanced at each other's bulges, an unusual tension filled the room.

When Finn finally removed his speedo entirely, revealing his massive erection pointing defiantly towards Milo, the younger man couldn't help but gasp in shock and surprise. "Dude... WTF?" he stammered, looking away sheepishly before meeting Finn's amused gaze once more.

Smirking, Finn answered, "We're both guys. What's the problem?" He moved closer to Milo, who involuntarily took a step back. The older man grabbed his cock and started jerking off, teasingly moving it closer to Milo's face. "Want a taste of this big boy?" he asked, laughing as Milo turned even redder with embarrassment.

But before either of them could escalate the situation further, they heard the creak of the door opening once more. Both boys froze and looked over to see another lifeguard entering the shack, oblivious to their current predicament. With a wave, he motioned for them to follow him out, indicating that it was time for the next part of whatever drill they were supposed to be practicing.

As they filed out of the shack and into the blessedly cool air outside, Finn couldn't help but smirk at Milo's obvious discomfort. The tension between them grew with every step they took apart from each other, becoming almost palpable as they focused solely on their need to assert dominance over one another.

The drill continued, and the two men fought fiercely through various scenarios, always finding ways to subtly undermine or outdo each other without being noticed by their superiors. But beneath the surface, a storm was brewing; a battle for supremacy that would inevitably come to a head before the day was through. And when it did, there would be no question as to who had emerged victorious.

As the drill continued, Finn took every opportunity he could to taunt and tease Milo, his words and actions designed to erode the younger man's self-confidence and provoke him into making a mistake that would cost them both in the end. But Milo was no pushover; with each challenge thrown his way, he met it head-on, determined to prove his own worth and secure his place atop this precarious power dynamic.

The tension between them grew with every passing minute, becoming almost unbearable as they both struggled against the need to give in and finally confront each other directly. But they knew that if either of them made a move too soon, it would only play into the other's hands; no, the moment had to be perfect, calculated to maximize their chances of victory while minimizing potential consequences.

And so, they continued on this dangerous dance, each step bringing them closer and

the closer to the point of no return. The air hung heavy with anticipation as they waited for that fateful moment when one of them would make a mistake, revealing their true intentions and setting off a chain reaction of events that could only end in triumph or defeat.

As the drill finally came to an end, both men stood face-to-face, their chests heaving with the effort of restraining themselves any longer. The question hung unspoken between them: who would be the one to make the first move? And when they did, there would be no going back.

The air around them crackled with tension as they stared each other down, eyes narrowing in determination and focus. It was then that Finn took a step forward, closing the distance between them until he was close enough to feel Milo's breath against his lips. His smile turned predatory as he whispered two simple words into the younger

man's part: "What do you say, Milo? Who's gonna be on top?" The words carried the weight of a challenge, daring his rival to back down or accept the fight they both knew was coming.

But as he waited for an answer, Finn couldn't help but feel a flicker of doubt creep into his mind. Was Milo as strong and determined as he had seemed earlier? Or would he crumble under the pressure, submitting to Finn's dominance without putting up much of a fight? The younger man's response would determine the course of their confrontation, and perhaps even their futures within the lifeguard unit.

"Oh, I'm gonna be on top," Milo said with a confident smirk, taking another step forward until their bodies were pressed against each other. He wrapped his hand around Finn's cock, squeezing it hard, "And you know what? You're going to like it."

The younger man's challenge only served to fuel Finn's desire for dominance even more. With a growl, he grabbed Milo by the hair and forcefully kissed him, pushing his tongue deep into Milo's mouth as their bodies grinded together in a primitive display of power and possession. It was clear that this fight would not be decided without bloodshed; literally or figuratively, one of them was going to end up on top. And neither of them intended to give an inch without a brutal struggle.

Their lips locked together as their tongues danced hungrily. Milo moaned into the kiss, his cock throbbing in Finn's hand. He thrust his hips forward, grinding their erections against each other with a force that left them both gasping for air.

Finn broke the kiss, his chest heaving as he looked down at Milo with an intense stare. "You think you can take me?" he growled, grabbing him roughly by the neck and slamming their bodies together again in a hard, possessive kiss. His other hand moved lower, fumbling with Milo's speedos before finally tugging them down and off his body. The cool air caressed his naked skin, goosebumps rising across his back as he felt himself growing even harder from the contact.

Milo moaned into the kiss, arching his back as Finn grabbed his speedos and pulled them down. "Don't underestimate me," he panted. Then, before either of them could react to that statement, Milo took hold of Finn's wrists, forcing them above his head while keeping himself locked in an impossibly tight embrace with the older man. Their cocks rubbed together in a heated rhythm as they struggled for dominance.

"Think you can keep this up?" Milo challenged, breath hot against Finn's ear before taking advantage of his distraction to lean back and sink his teeth into the muscle just behind it. "You like that?" He let out a low growl as he sank his teeth deeper, feeling Finn's body tense beneath him in response.

Finn gasped in pain and surprise as Milo bit down hard on his shoulder. "You little bitch!" he snarled, trying to wriggle free from the younger man's iron grip. But Milo only squeezed tighter, grinding their cocks together even harder with each thrust of his hips. His teeth dug deeper into Finn's flesh as he drew blood, feeling the older man's power wane beneath him with every passing second.

With a triumphant cry, Milo finally managed to break free from Finn's grasp, pushing him away and landing a solid blow across his chest. "You see?" he growled, pointing an accusatory finger at Finn as they circled each other once more, their bodies slick with sweat and adrenaline. "I can take you." Their lips curled into hungry smiles, their eyes burning with desire and the need to

Finn's cock throbbed as he glared back at Milo, breath coming in ragged gasps. "Not if I take you first," he snarled before lunging forward, tackling the younger man to the ground and pinning him beneath his weight. Their sweaty bodies writhed together as they fought for control, grinding their hips against each other as their cocks slapped wetly against skin.

With a furious growl, Finn reached down between them, roughly grasping Milo's cock and beginning to stroke it in time with his movements above him. "You like that?" he gritted out through clenched teeth. Milo moaned loudly, arching his back off the ground as Finn's relentless touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through him. But even as he succumbed to the feelings, a part of him knew that this was only the beginning

"Yeah," Milo panted between moans as Finn roughly stroked his cock, "but you're not going to win like this." He tensed his legs and wrapped them around Finn's waist, using the leverage to flip them both over so that he was on top. With a triumphant laugh, Milo straddled the older man's hips and lowered himself down onto Finn's cock in one smooth motion.

Their eyes locked as Milo began to ride him, their chests heaving together in time with their erratic breathing. Finn reached up to grasp Milo's hips, holding him close as they fucked beneath the dim light of the setting sun. They were both near their limits, their bodies screaming for release, but neither was willing to give an inch without first claiming victory over the other.

The air was thick with the smell of sweat and desire as they moved together in a frenzy of need and lust. Milo arched his back, thrusting his hips harder against Finn's cock as he felt himself close to the edge. "Are you gonna give?" he taunted, barely able to keep his voice steady.

Finn growled in reply, bucking his hips upwards to meet Milo's movements. "Never," he gritted out through clenched teeth. His hands slipped beneath Milo's ass, lifting him higher as he felt himself on the brink of release. The younger man moaned loudly, riding Finn harder and faster in a desperate attempt to claim his victory before it was too late.

But as their bodies trembled with anticipation, both men knew that this battle wasn't over yet; not until one of