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"Dude, just wait a second," said Tim. "Any minute now he's going to tell her that he's not you and she'll stop blowing him. You going out there and making a scene will just ruin her shot at gold."

I pushed him off of me. "So I'm just supposed to sit here and watch while Alina sucks some other guy's cock?"

"Yeah, what's the big deal? I told you that the guys are disease free and all have nice big penises. Just sit back and enjoy the show, and afterwards she'll really owe you something good."

"Why is them having big penises a good thing? And you totally would have been okay with this if it was Kristen?"

"Of course. Women have needs, and watching them get those needs fulfilled is a beautiful thing. You like porn, don't you?"

"Not really, and especially not when it's Alina and some other guy!"

"Relax, dude. She doesn't even know who those guys are. She just thinks she's blowing you right now. God, men can be so possessive sometimes. You should just think of it as a performance."

How is this happening right now?I thought Alina was super into me. Then I remembered what I had said to her right before the performance."I want you to do whatever it takes to beat Gabriela, even if it means showing the entire world your ass."There was no way that she could have taken that to mean that she should blow one of backup dancers, right?Shit.I also said I might not be able to wait for her to get off stage before having sex with her.Fuck!

"Look at what Alina wishes she was doing to you right now," Tim said and slapped me on the back. "You're a lucky man."

"What is wrong with you?!"

"What do you mean? It's going really well. Kristen has been super horny because of their sex ban, so I figured Alina would be too. Apparently I was right. Everything is going according to plan."

I didn't know what to do. I couldn't mess up the dance. Em's life depended on it. But I also couldn't just stand here and let a guy that Alina thought was me take advantage of her. "I can't watch her suck another man's dick, Tim."

"Don't worry, that's not the plan."

"What do you mean?"

"She'll stop soon. The man on the other side of the flag is about to pretend he's actually you. This is going to be so great. There's no way she's not going to get a perfect sensuality score."

I looked back over at Alina. The guy who she thought was me had his hands in her hair and was guiding his cock in and out of her mouth.Jesus.

"Fuck this, I have to stop him," I said. I reached to take my mask off.

"You can't go out there. I forgot to replace my name with yours on the final roster, so if you show your face, Alina could be disqualified. You have to just let my plan take course."

Shit.I had to do something, and fast. It was so very tempting to pull off my mask, but then she'd be disqualified and all of this would have been for absolutely nothing.Shit, shit, shit.

Tim smiled and gave me the thumbs up.

No! Thumbs up is not the proper response to this situation.Even though Tim obviously thought this was awesome and didn't understand why I didn't enjoy watching Alina giving a blowjob to another guy, he was the one who concocted this whole thing in the first place, so maybe he would have an idea of how to stop it.

"Tim, we have to stop this." I pulled my mask off and threw it on the ground.

"Why? Alina is going to really thank you for this." Tim clapped his hand on my back.

"Alright, I know you don't understand this, but I really am not enjoying this. You have exactly ten seconds to come up with a way to stop this without Alina getting disqualified or I'm going to knock you the fuck out and stop it myself."

Tim looked around and then up, and then shook his head. "I would say pull the curtain, but she'd still be in front of it. But Owen Harris is standing over there. Maybe as host he could put a stop to it?"

"This better fucking work," I said.

I put my hands over my junk as we walked over to Owen.

"Owen?" said Tim.

He turned and looked at both of us, clearly making a concerted effort to keep from accidently looking at my penis. "Tim Wood, right?" he asked. "The choreographer for all this?"

"That's me!" said Tim.