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This story was written for Teriyaki! It contains M/M sex between consenting adults and edging related lewdness. :3

First to the Finish

In any normal race, the first to finish was the winner. For Ollie and Jae however, the exact opposite was true. The rules of their favourite indulgent game however were perfectly simple despite that subversion of one of those most fundamental competitive basics. Making someone, be it your partner or indeed yourself, cum first, meant you lost. If you pushed them too far and they came with you still touching them, or just after you'd stopped, you lost. And if they grabbed their cock or in any way contributed to meaningfully finishing themselves off, just as if you did it to yourself, you lost that way too.

Other than that, anything was possible. Any technique. Any situation. Any time and any place, the game was on. Indeed, much to the two men's absolute delight, the game never ceased.

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Ollie awoke, able to feel, and to hear another presence close to him, but struggling to see in the gloom of the night. He stifled a gasp as he remembered where he was, looking to his right and seeing the occasional bright light of another vehicle flash past on the open highway. Then he looked left, and in the interior of the darkened bus the mouse saw his friend's grinning muzzle and gleefully twitching whiskers. Peering out beyond the rat seated beside him, Ollie performed a quick reconnaissance of the bus's interior. Of course he trusted Jae not to expose them to any undue risk of capture, but he wanted to know just how much space they had to work with. It seemed as though there were a good four rows ahead of them that were empty, and the entire back of the bus was deserted. On the final leg of their inter-city journey they were one of only six or seven people left aboard, and it seemed to Jae at least that meant it was time for a little fun.

The plump mouse stifled a moan of pleasure as he looked down at his crotch, the front of his jeans open, his underwear tucked down beneath his ample balls and Jae's pink paw wrapped around his twitching, pre-drooling erection. The rat didn't speak a single word to his friend, just continuing to smile and stare casually forward towards the front of the bus as he masturbated the now awake and receptive mouse. It didn't take long, a combination of Jae's skill and the public setting, for Ollie to find himself having to hold back more and more whimpers and gasps of pleasure. Soon after that he was squirming in his seat, gripping at the sides of the chair and the seat in front of him for support as he felt his head spinning, his body spiralling up and up rapidly towards climax as the rat's paw pumped his cock shamelessly, harder and faster with each and every thrust.

Ollie's eyes rolled back into his head, and one of his hands instinctively covered his muzzle to quieten the cry that he knew was about to burst forth. He didn't know why Jae wasn't playing their normal game, why the rat was jerking him off so shamelessly and seemingly with the intent to make him cum and grant Ollie yet another victory, but it sure as hell seemed that way. He was so close, and Jae showed absolutely no sign of stopping. It was happening. It was coming. He was going to lose control. He was going to...

In an instant, Jae released the mouse's member. He slipped his pink, pre-cum glistening paw away from it and left Ollie gasping, whimpering helplessly as he stared down at his cock while it throbbed and oozed yet more pre-cum down its own length and over his large, cum-swollen balls. It would have been so easy, so very easy for him to reach down and squeeze himself. Just a couple of strokes, a few seconds of touching, and he could cum. It would feel incredible. And yet, much as Ollie knew all of that to be true, he resisted.

He glared at Jae in anguish, in frustration and desperation, but he planted his hands firmly against the chair in front of him and refused to move them. For several minutes they sat there with the mouse's cock exposed and throbbing, and only when it began to soften, realising that the rat's hand wasn't going to return any time soon, did Ollie re-cover himself and fasten his jeans once more.

"Asshole."

He giggled playfully to Jae, blushing as the tall, lean rat leaned over and pecked him upon one rounded, rosy cheek.

"Always."

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The following morning Ollie knelt upon the floor of the shower, moaning softly as warm, tender hands caressed his pink ears while his own fingers squeezed and massaged the tight buttocks of the rat standing directly in front of him. Ollie kept his eyes closed as the warm water of the shower rained down over them both, slowly bobbing his head back and forth as he suckled upon Jae's cock. He could hear the rat moaning over the sound of the flowing water, and he could feel the other male's huge, swollen balls aching for release as he pressed his mouth around the rat to the hilt, his chin rubbing against those hefty, engorged orbs where they lay in wait.

There were countless signals to tell him how far along Jae's pleasure was, but the rat was damn good at trying to hide them. The mouse couldn't rely on the feeling of the rat thrusting against his muzzle, nor the sound of Jae's moans growing louder and more urgent. He had to rely on things that his lover and playmate simply could not control. The volume, the taste of the pre-cum oozing out over his tongue and down the back of his throat. Over his time with Jae, Ollie had learned that it grew noticeably thicker as the rat approached climax, and that it went from a more sweet taste to something more salty and slightly bitter as more semen began to leak out amidst the rat's pre-orgasmic lubrication. Indeed, even now he could taste that more savoury flavour beginning to creep in across his tongue. He could feel the rat's cock flexing involuntarily, and he knew that stopping now would most definitely tempt Jae to finish himself off. But, the closer he pushed the rat, the nearer he drove his lover to actual orgasmic rapture, the more likely it would be that Jae would lose control and jerk himself to completion. Assuming, that is, that he didn't go too far and force the rat to let loose down his throat.

For about thirty seconds more he suckled upon Jae's member with all the devotion and passion he could muster. He listened the rat's calm, measured grunts and moans, and felt the fingers upon his ears continuing to stroke and affectionately rub at him. Then, as a particularly thick and salty ribbon of pre-cum lashed out against the back of his throat, he pulled back.

He opened his eyes and turned his head upwards just in time to see Jae's own eyes flutter open, staring down at him as the rat gave a squeak of dismay.

"O-ohh fuck... c'mon. Goddammit..."

His hands moved towards his crotch, and for a moment Ollie though that he had won. But they froze half way there, Jae whimpering and forcing his fingers to ball themselves into tight fists as they fell back to his sides. He grinned ruefully down at Ollie, and sighed with ragged, breathless desperation as the mouse scrambled to his feet, rising up on tip-toes to give the rat a kiss without pressing too intimately against his still needy, near-orgasmic body.

"You almost got me. F-fuck, that felt good..."

Ollie beamed with pride, murmuring teasingly to the rat and giggling as he saw the other man's cock throb violently once again.

"Almost, but not quite. But, that's okay. I have all day."

Jae grinned back at the chubby mouse, stepping closer to Ollie, pushing his lover back against one glass wall of the steamy shower before reaching down and wrapping one of his hands around the mouse's own rock hard, throbbing member.

"And so do I. So, let's see who gives out first, hmm?"

It had been eight days. Eight days since the last time Jae had lost, and eleven since Ollie's last orgasm. In that time however they had been pretty busy, and thus all their fun and games had been very much interspersed here and there, a quickie in one place, a few minutes for a blowjob somewhere else. This was the first day they'd had entirely to themselves since then, and thus Ollie knew that when Jae spoke those words, he wasn't merely suggesting that he was going to make Ollie lose control by the end of today. He was laying down a challenge. He was stating outright that one or both of them were going to win or lose by the end of the day, and that if necessary they would spend the entire day fighting to do so.

The mouse giggled, moaning and thrusting against Jae's fingers wrapped around his cock. He could feel more cum flooding his already taut, swollen balls. More seed ready to be spilled and begging, silently pleading that this time it would not be denied that chance.

"A whole day to... ah... t-to make you lose control? Pfft. Easy. I'll do it by lunch."

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Not a stitch of clothing graced either rodent's body that day, but as they sucked and stroked and teased each other all morning long, balls swelling and cocks aching desperately for release, none came. Lunch arrived, and though Ollie whimpered and begged Jae to cum in him as he gave his ass to the rat while leaning over the kitchen table, fighting off his own peak while his lover's long, thick cock hammered at his prostate and made his ass-cheeks jiggle and clap with the force of his thrusts, neither one of them ended the meal with the kind of dessert they were hoping to draw forth from their lover.

Throughout the afternoon Jae writhed upon the couch as Ollie assailed his cock with a well lubricated fleshlight, the loud, gooey slurping of the open-ended toy and the sight of the rat's own cock protruding from its tip with every thrust driving Jae crazy, but not crazy enough to snatch the toy from Ollie's hand when it was withdrawn and use it to make himself climax. In return he buried his face below the mouse's heavy balls, between his chubby ass-cheeks and tongued the same hole from which he could still taste his now slightly stale pre-cum oozing. He rimmed Ollie for almost an hour, moaning and begging the mouse temptingly to stroke his own throbbing cock, to pump it and let Jae watch hot cum rain down over his face. Just as he had resisted Ollie's every temptation before though, so too did the mouse manage to resist him.

With their dinner half eaten, the two men moaned loudly as they sat at the table that evening, food all but forgotten as wandering footpaws led to a mutual two-pawed footjob being given to each male under the table, carrying them to the brink of climax then easing off, only to return again minutes later and drive them to the edge once more. No fewer than five times was this sequence repeated for both parties, and for the next half hour as they gulped down the remains of their now cold dinners their cocks continued to throb and ooze with frenzied desperation even though all contact of any intimate kind had entirely ceased.

By the time they tumbled into bed that night, whimpering and groaning in mutual anguish at just how desperate they were to cum, their balls were close to twice the size they had been the prior day. They had edged one another so much, got their lover so worked up and forced their bodies to produce so much cum in preparation for countless orgasms that had never come to fruition, it took barely thirty seconds of stimulation between breaks of thirty minutes or more to drive either one of them right to the very knife's edge of orgasm. Just one misplaced thrust, just one touch too many, one lick or nuzzle or even a kiss at the wrong moment could have set their partner off, yet both the skinny rat and plump mouse continued to tease and excite each other with expert care. They wrestled, rolling and humping at one another playfully before shifting to a hungry sixty nine. They kissed and masturbated one another with their hands. They sat face to face, tails interlaced between them, and moaned loud, shameless fantasies to one another, hoping to provoke the other rodent into enacting that fantasy as their footpaws rubbed and squeezed at one another's cock and balls alike.

They teased and played with one another until their eyes were heavy with fatigue as much as unfulfilled ecstasy. The more tired they became though, the more both men knew they had to fight harder than ever to remain focused. It would be so easy to let their minds wander and their hands, their muzzles, any part of them to continue rubbing or otherwise pleasuring their lover's cock for just a moment too long. No matter how hard they tried though, no matter how much they willed themselves to remain focused, they were too worked up. Too out of their minds with pleasure and desperate not just for release, but for the rest which would follow. They both found themselves lost in helpless, uncontrollable moments where they longed not necessarily to win, but to either win or lose, just so long as it came soon. They found themselves lingering more and more on thoughts of how goddamn incredible it would feel to cum right now, for the pressure in their huge, aching balls to be released and their cock to erupt in pure ecstasy.

With their legs wrapped around each other and their heads resting together, noses rubbing, whiskers twitching against one another, eyes heavy and muzzles moaning loudly, lustily to their partner, the mouse and rat rubbed their cocks together in one final duel, a sword-based battle to decide the ultimate victor. It was the only way that made sense. The only possible way to fairly and decisively bring the day's events to a close. With hands behind their backs, grasping their own tails by the base and holding them there in respect for the rules, they humped and rubbed their cocks together knowing that no matter what happened, they wouldn't stop. They wouldn't cease their passionate frotting until there was a loser decided in the only way that mattered.

"S-so close..."

The plump mouse whined as a thick spurt of his pre-cum lashed against the length of Jae's own shaft, the stimulation of the rat reacting to that hot burst of liquid with an urgent twitch of his own member forcing him to toss his head back in a desperate, giddy squeak as he swore he thought he was about to cum. Their balls ached as they rubbed together alongside their cock-to-cock masturbation, every forward thrust either male made applying extra pressure to their already huge and swollen testicles.

"Cum. Please... oohhhplease... c-cum..."

Jae gasped wildly, pleading with all his heart, Ollie absolutely unaware of whether the rat was begging him to cum, or whether he was pleading for his own orgasm to release him from this sweet, unbearable bliss. They painted one another's stomachs, crotches and balls with so much pr-cum in those final few minutes it was almost impossible to believe that both men hadn't already cum several times over, such was the volume of their drooling near-ecstasy. In the end though, there was only one true loser.

"G-gonna... ohh no... n-nnhhhhhaahhh... I'm... I'm gonna cum!"

Jae's eyes bulged, and the rat squeaked shrilly at the top of his lungs as he lurched forward, thrusting violently against Ollie as though seeking yet more stimulation rather than trying to hold back as much as possible. His mouth fell slack. A goofy, drunken expression crossed his face, a look so beautiful Ollie couldn't help but wish he was able to share in the feelings that were provoking it.

"Ollie! C-cum... aaahhhhh... cum with me, please!"

The chubby mouse's own eyes grew wide, and his heart skipped a beat as he heard his lover shrieking in imminent orgasmic rapture. He knew that if Jae came first, even if he came mere seconds later, he would still technically be the winner of this particular contest.

"It's happening! Ollie... o-oohhh, Ollie, n-now! Cum with me! Cum!"

He watched as Jae thrust his hips sharply upward, a hot streak of glistening fluid erupting from the tip and launching itself so high, so far that it hit the mouse squarely across the face. That was the final straw. Ollie squealed in delight as he raised one hand to touch his cum-stained face, and as the other fell to his cock and gave it no more or less than three quick, sharp jerks up and down its glistening, pre-cum soaked length.

"I'm cumming!"

Ollie cried out his own climax to Jae just as the rat had to him, and stared hungrily into his lover's eyes as at last, at long last he felt the cum boiling up from his balls and beginning to pour out like a thick creamy fountain between and over them both. Pleasure engulfed him. It swamped and drowned him in its fury in an instant, and for a few brief seconds Ollie's eyes were sightless, his entire mind blanked out by the sheer, unfathomable ecstasy of his orgasm.

He wailed as he continued to cum, to spurt and spray his seed over his own chest, over Jae, head raised, mouth open, hoping to feel yet more hot strands of the rat's climax streaking across his maw and onto his hungrily waiting tongue. To his surprise though, the only cum he tasted was his own. He forced his eyes open, he forced his head to throw itself forward so that he could regard Jae's own writhing, cumming body and see exactly where the rat's own copious eruptions were landing. He looked. He stared. And though in the midst of his orgasm he was too happy, too out of his mind with bliss to feel anything like anger or betrayal or dismay, he realised in that moment that he had been duped.

Panting, blushing, shuddering and moaning as his body including his own throbbing cock were painted with streaks of Ollie's vast volumes of cum, Jae grinned at his lover with triumphant pride. He had been so close. He still was so close, but not nearly as close as he had led Ollie to believe. A little acting, a little exaggeration and an unbearably well timed spurt of thick but orgasm-less pre-cum had been all that was needed to drive Ollie over the edge.

"I... ah... I win..."

The rat moaned to his cumming lover, staring greedily, jealously at the mouse's spurting cock and slowly shrinking, draining balls.

"A-another round to me..."

He giggled to himself as he felt his own cock longing for the release Ollie had been so shamelessly and deliciously granted. His heavy, hugely swollen balls throbbed, and only then did Jae realise what his victory most likely meant.

"Oh god... I... I won."

Ollie wasn't going to make him cum tonight. And by the time morning came, the mouse would be so calm and satisfied by the prior night's release that he would be able to think far more clearly. To enjoy tormenting Jae with his lover's lack of release, and spend at least a few days deliberately not risking setting the rat off, forcing Jae to masturbate himself to a loss if he truly couldn't handle any more waiting.

Sure, he'd won this night's contest. But at the same time, he had won himself another day, or two, or three, or god only knew how many more without orgasm.

He whimpered desperately, pleadingly to the still cumming mouse.

"B-but... ahhh... i-if... if you make me cum r-right now... I'll let us call it a draw."

By Jeeves

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