Recap:
Team Blue Buffalo's: Andy and Jake, score: 2266.
Team Red Tigers: Cody and Valentine, score: 2326.
Teammates of the Blue Buffalo's: Brad Jackson, Owen Thompson, Dylan Adams, Damian Miller, and Juan Chavez.
Teammates of the Red Tigers: Brandon Wilson, Marcos Hernandez, Simon Harris, Brent Walker, and Seth Tyson.
Teammates that experienced 'release': Brent, Owen, Seth, Juan, Dylan and Simon
Teammates that still need a 'helping hand': Brad, Damian, Brandon and Marcos.
Guys in the control room: Mike and Tristan.
The doors closed behind the two teams and the road continued through two separate hallways. There was not much difference in the hallways compared to the ones they have been in so far. Illuminated by TL lights, empty, windowless walls with some heating pipes here and there. The roads continued for a little while and went left and right, the teams used this moment to catch up.
Cody and Valentine were in pure celebration mode, they were 60 points in the lead. The two friends made their way through the hallway in each other's arms and kissed non-stop. "So how did you like sucking Simon off?" Cody asked, tasting Simon's dick still on Valentine's tongue.
Valentine chuckled, "It was delicious! I get why you're such a slut about it." he whispered.
Both of them chuckled and gave each other a loving look. "Now our luck needs to last." Cody said, stroking his hand over Valentine's cheek.
Valentine smiled, "It will, as long as I have you, those Buffalo's don't stand a chance!" he smirked. Valentine ended the brief conversation with a kiss and the two of them moved on.
In the other hallway, the mood was a bit more serious. "Alright, we need a solid plan! In the next task, we immediately split up!" Andy said, in a rare moment where he put his brain to work. "You go and find materials we could use, if it's another puzzle you would be more likely to solve it, and this way we waste less time. Maybe I can get our next teammate going in the meantime and..."
Jake interrupted Andy's endless talking. "Andy, relax." he said as he laid his hand on his friend's shoulder. "We don't even know what the next task is going to be. We can't make plans for things we don't know." he said.
Andy sighed and turned around, "I'm sorry, it's just...I feel like I've let you down. I let our team down." Andy said, looking at Jake. "We're 60 points behind because I couldn't solve that lame-ass puzzle," he said
"Really, so brainiac Cody gets one lucky shot at that puzzle, and you're blaming it on yourself?" Jake chuckled. He squeezed Andy's shoulder a little firmer. "Hey, don't talk like this. We have had more situations where the scoreboard wasn't in our favor wasn't it?" Jake asked.
Andy nodded, "Well, now the stakes are a little...higher." he said. "As much as I am comfortable now with this whole...gay idea...I still want to win this game for the team. I mean, that's why we're here in the first place right?" he said.
Jake nodded and looked at Andy. "I want nothing else either." he said and laid his hand on Andy's chest, feeling his sweaty hot muscles. "But feeling bad about previous rounds doesn't help us, man. What happened, happened.
Besides, you're a football player are you not? Of course, a strategy is important. But you think and act on the very moment itself." Jake said.
Andy smiled, "I'm more the mindless meaty juggernaut than a thinker on the field, but I get your point." he joked.
Jake laughed and kissed Andy on the lips. "Come on big guy, if those Red pussies want to win they gotta work for it, right?" he smirked. Andy smiled and lifted Jake up and kissed him in agreement before the two of them continued through the hallway.
After a little while, Cody and Valentine saw the metal door leading to the next room. It opened automatically and they stepped into a new room. It was about 6 by 6 meters and 3 meters high. On their right was another metal door that opened and Andy and Jake stepped into the room. There was nothing in between them, so they could just move towards each other.
On the other side of the room stood 2 other metal doors, 2 meters apart from each other. The first thing they noticed was a giant mannequin in between the two doors. The male mannequin was coal-black, naked, very broad and 2,5 meters tall. Unlike the other mannequins the guys had encountered, this one had no strap-on, but an actual plastic dick that was part of its body. The mannequin stood broadly, he was holding something that looked like a monitor in its hands, showing the screen to the 4 jocks. Underneath its dick stood a small table with 4 glasses on it. Besides this and a few heating pipes and lights here and there, the small room was empty.
The guys looked around, observing and trying to make sense of this situation. The left door had a red light above it and the right door a blue light, so it was clear which direction they needed to go, but this situation was a bit puzzling.