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I ran over to the the spinning platform. "What are you guys doing?" I asked one of the other dancers as I started mimicking the weird dance that they were all doing around the platform.

"Whoever it lands on gets to fuck her next," the guy behind me said.

I never knew how disgusting Tim was. I looked up at Alina. There was only a one in eight chance that the wheel would land on me, which meant that the odds were heavily in favor of me having to stand there and watch Alina fuck yet another guy.

Tim's words played in my head. Just think of it as a performance. I shook my head. No fucking way. I turned and punched the guy next to me. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him away from the spinning platform. No one else was having sex with Alina but me.

Chapter 43

Sunday

Alina

I stared straight ahead at the judges. The three male judges seemed to be enjoying my performance. As for the two women, Mi-sook Park looked absolutely disgusted, but Corinne Bellerose, the French magazine editor, was harder to read. My lowest score would be dropped, so as long as four out of five of them enjoyed it, I'd have a good shot at winning gold. French people are free with their bodies, right? Maybe there's a chance Corinne will like it.

I watched the cocks go by as I spun in circles. Oh God. Soon one of them would be deep inside of me, and I was completely powerless to choose which one. Not that it mattered anyway. I still had no idea which one was Bryce. I had decided to pretend like they were all Bryce. After all, it seemed like that was what he wanted. At first I thought it was a misunderstanding, but the longer it went on and he didn't stop it, I started to think that he must have planned it with Tim. Maybe Tim had convinced him that devil's threesomes were actually awesome. He had told me to do "whatever it takes" to beat Gabriela and hinted that he was going to fuck me on stage. He was way kinkier than I had realized.

The platform started to slow. I glanced to my left to see where it was going to stop. And I noticed that two men had started fighting off to the side. Was that part of the dance? Maybe a display of passion? One of them ran back and pushed his way into where he thought the platform might land. It looked like he was the guy who had most recently claimed to be Bryce. Is he actually Bryce? He sounded like Bryce, but if he really was, why would he have refused to take his mask off? Either way, his body was super hot and his penis was one of the biggest, so I kind of hoped the platform would land on him.

"Well, Bryce," I said with air quotes as the platform rotated in front of him. "Looks like it might be your lucky day."

"Don't think so," said the guy next to him. The platform had rotated slightly past "Bryce" and came to a stop in front of this other man.

The guy who had most recently claimed to be Bryce pushed the guy who the platform had landed on away and took a swing at his face. The other guy dodged to the side with a fancy back flip.

Yup, this was all definitely choreographed.

"I guess I win then," the guy who was now closest to where the platform landed said. I expected him to walk over to the stairs to get up on the platform, but instead he just jumped right up. Before I could drop to my knees to suck him off, he grabbed my ass and lifted me up with my legs on either side of him. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to have you," he whispered in my ear.

"Bryce? Is that really you?" I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Fuck yes, baby," he said as he guided me onto his cock.

Oh my God. I dropped my head back. I noticed that all the backup dancers were dancing around the platform again. But right now I didn't care about anything. I closed my eyes. It felt so good to have another cock inside of me. I had been so close to orgasming when "Bryce" stopped me.

With his hands firmly grabbing my ass, he slid me up and down on his shaft. "Fuck you're so tight," he groaned.

"Dude, you don't get to have all the fun," called one of the other men from around the platform.

Is he really going to agree to stop so soon?

"One sec." He bounced me up and down on his cock a few more times before pulling out and laying me down on my back so that my head was hanging off the side of the platform. He grabbed my knees to spread my legs. And then his cock was inside me again and his finger was massaging my clit.

Holy fuck this feels so good.

The guy closest to me on the edge of the platform grabbed it and rotated it until his cock slapped me in the face. "It's me, Alina," he said and pressed the tip of his penis against my lips. I didn't hesitate to wrap my lips around the head of his penis. He pushed himself into my mouth slowly and let me caress his tip with my tongue. I was grateful that he didn't just shove the entire thing down my throat, because he certainly could have if he wanted to.

And just like that, I was getting double teamed by two men claiming to be Bryce in front of a live audience. And judging from their applause, they loved it.

"So how do we decide how long you get to fuck her?" asked the guy in my mouth.

"As long as I want," replied the man on top of me as he thrust into me hard.

Yes!

"How about she puts her hands on her ankles, and if she lets go, your turn is over?"

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