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Danny's First Love, part five
By Anthony Scordato
"I'm glad you asked me and I told you that I'm gay. I always worried when we did stuff that someday you'd be angry."
"I'm glad I asked too. Every time we did stuff I always worried that you were really straight and only doing it because you wanted me to be happy." He looked at me. "Let's make a deal."
"What?"
"Let's not worry anymore. And after this weekend, you'd better get ready to suck dick because I'm going to get a lot of firsts every week."
I laughed. "I hope you do."
He laughed. "Want to go again?"
"Fuck yeah."
He took my erection into his mouth. And again, feeling the warmth of his mouth and softness of his throat on my cock made me moan. I watched as he bobbed up and down and then lick the shaft of my cock from the head of my cock to the base and back again. We made eye contact. We smiled at each other. I remembered how he kissed me the night before. How the softness of his lips and his tongue against mine felt. I felt like my body was on fire but that I was floating on a cloud of ecstasy.
I watched as he spit on his fingers and moved his hand to my butt hole. "Oh fuck," I moaned as his finger slipped into my ass. My toes curled. He sucked my cock and moved his finger in my ass. "Oh fuck, Ryan." My legs began to tremble with pleasure. My hips thrust upward. I moaned loudly. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck, I'm going to come."
Uncontrollably, my body tensed and relaxed in wild spasms as he bobbed up and down and moved his finger inside of me even after I stopped coming. I put my hand on his head to try to stop him but he kept licking and sucking my cock.
When he stopped. I kept climaxing. "Fuck, Ryan. Fuck."
He smiled at me. "Damn, I'm good."
"Fuck, I'm still shaking," I said as he lay beside me.
"I wasn't planning on finger fucking you but then I thought if that feels good with a hand job it should feel pretty good with a blowjob."
I laughed. "Fuck, I'll say it felt good."
"Fuck, look at your cock. You're still hard."
I laughed. "So are you."
After a few minutes, I moved between his legs. "So you want the finger from the start or do you want some mouth action and then the finger."
"Ah, finger later. If you finger me now, I'll come to quick. I want this blowjob to last a little," he said smiling at me.
I smiled. "Sounds good to me."
I sucked his dick and licked it base to top for a while, enjoying the taste and feel of his cock and anticipating his load. I glanced up at him. He was staring down at me. I worked his cock and balls enjoying every moment. Again, I thought about his lips on mine and immediately my cock went from erect to pulsing hard. I took him deeper into my mouth and then pressed forward. I thought I'd gag but I didn't so I went further.
"Oh fuck Danny. That feels incredible."
That was all it took for me to do it over and over again. I could tell he was getting close so I backed off. Then I spit onto my fingers. He lifted his legs. I wet his hole and slid my finger in. He moaned. I sucked his cock and moved my finger inside of him. Soon he was moaning and tensing. I felt his cock head swell and get hard. I felt his prostate get larger and rock hard.
"I'm going to come," he moaned.
I took him deep into my throat and bobbed up and down until I knew he'd come. His body shook as cum exploded from his cock into my mouth. I moaned loudly with pleasure as I swallowed his cum. Again, his load was large. Like he did with me, I kept sucking him and fingering him after he stopped coming. "Oh yeah. Fuck, oh yeah," he called out, his body shaking hard.
I moved and lay beside him and listened to the sound of his deep breathing. "Pretty intense," I said.
"Fuck. I swear I've never come this hard before. I mean the first time I got laid was pretty intense, but nothing like this."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I mean I was wearing a condom. I mean I always wear a condom. But this feels so different." He smiled at me. "Warm. Wet. The softness of the inside of your mouth and that throat thing you were doing was incredible. You can't feel all that with a condom."
We talked for about an hour and agreed that we couldn't let anyone know about what we were doing. If would be our secret. We had to be very careful and acknowledged that we wouldn't get many days alone like we then had. "We can't do stuff at my house," he said. "My father spies on us."
"What?"
"You haven't noticed that he checks us out when we're working out in the garage?"
"No."
"Yeah, that window in the door. He comes and checks to see what we're doing."
"Okay."
"And if your mother found out?"
"She wouldn't let us hang out anymore."
"Right. So we can't mess around unless we know we're not going to get caught. No taking chances."
"Right," I said, reluctantly.
"Since I'm going to get all kinds of first places and rack up many blowjobs, I think we should be allowed to accumulate them. Then when I turn sixteen in March, I'll get to drive and we can park someplace, plus we have all summer."
"Maybe we can go for a run on a Saturday or Sunday you know just before it gets dark and head up to the fire break and into the trees."
"Yeah, we could do that, but we'd have to be very careful."
"Okay, to be fair, I think I should get at least one blowjob every two or three weeks even if I don't take a second place. I mean we're not even sure I'll make the team."
He laughed. "You'll make the team. Okay, so if you're times improve or distance with the jumps improves you get an automatic blowjob every two weeks. But if you take a second place during those two weeks you don't get the improvement blowjob."
"I guess that's fair."
"Are you hungry?"
"Starved."
"Cool. Let's make chicken tacos again. I saw a can of black beans. We can make rice too."
"We have chips."
We got up, put on sweat pants and headed to the kitchen.
We sat across from each other shoveling down our dinner. We cleaned up the kitchen and then turned on the TV. I sat beside him. "Do you think you'll make up with Jane?"
"No. No way. I was thinking about breaking up with her for a while. I'm too young to get serious with a girl. Beside, there are a lot of girls I'd like to date."
"Date?"
He smiled. "Have fun with."
"You're a dog."
"Yeah, I know," he said. Silence. "Does that bother you?"
"No. I wish I could be a dog. I mean I love sex, but I'm not going to run around telling people that I like sucking dick."
"Yeah, I'd hold off on that. Besides," he smiled at me. "You've got my dick to suck on."
I smiled.
We watched TV for a while, talked and joked.
"Are you hard," he asked.
"No."
"Let me see."
I pulled down my sweat pants. As he took hold of my flaccid cock, he said, "I want to see what a limp dick in my mouth feels like." He went down on me.
I felt the warmth of his mouth on my cock. "It won't be like that for long," And sure enough not even a minute passed and my cock was rock hard.
He sat up. "That was interesting. You could try it, but I'm hard already."
"Let me see," I said.
He pulled down his sweats. I went down on him and moaned as I closed my lips around his erection.
"Let's go in the bedroom. How about we try different positions. Play around and not come for as long as we can last."
I jumped up and headed to the bedroom and stripped naked. "What do you want to do?"
"Ah, I'll think of a position. We both do it. Then you think of one."
"Okay. Lights on or off."
"Desk light. I want to see my cock sliding over your lips."
I smiled and blushed.
He said, "And I want to have you see me swallowing your cock." He stood in the middle of my room. "Get on your knees and give me head."
I knelt down in front of him and greedily sucked on his cock.
"Look up at me," he said and he slowly thrust his cock deep into my throat. Back and forth he moved, us never breaking eye contact. He pulled his cock from my mouth and rubbed it over my face. "Lick my balls." I did. "Get one in your mouth." I sucked his testicle into my mouth. "Try to get both in." I opened my mouth wide. He pressed his testicle into my mouth. I closed my lips around his scrotum. His balls filled my mouth. He masturbated and then pulled his scrotum from my mouth.
"Fuck," I said. "They're huge."
He smiled and pressed his cock back into my mouth. He began thrusting as he held my head with both hands.
"Stand up," he said.
I did and he knelt in front of me. "Do me," he said. I stared down at him. "I'll say something if it's too much."
He took me into his mouth and sucked my cock. I began thrusting and holding his head steady with my hands. He looked up at me. Each thrust went deeper into his mouth. I could feel the softness and tightness of his throat. It felt incredible. We kept staring at each other. Watching my cock slide over his lips got me harder than I was.
I pulled my cock from his mouth and rubbed it over his face. He started licking my scrotum. "Oh fuck," I groaned. I watched as he sucked in one of my balls. Then with his fingers, he pressed the other into his mouth. He tightened his lips around my scrotum. The pressure on my balls felt weird at first but then he grabbed my cock and stroked it. "Oh fuck."
We moved to the bed. "You really like seeing stuff," I said. "And you like me to see you do stuff."
"Yeah. You think it's weird?"
"No. It turns me on a lot. Which do you like more?"
"They're both different."
"How so?" I asked.
"I don't know. When I watch you doing stuff to me, it's exciting. And what I'm feeling goes along with what I'm seeing and that makes it more intense I guess. Plus, you're hot as hell."
"Yeah, right."
"You shouldn't do that. You are very good looking. All the girls think you are. So do I. That thing you've got going, the dark thick straight hair and blue eyes. I thought Italians all had brown eyes."
"I guess Northern Italians have blue eyes too."
"Your high cheek bones and your full lips. Dude, you're one hot guy. And now you're body is becoming defined. Watching you play with my junk or giving me head is hot. You watching me is different. It's almost like I'm being caught doing something no one can know I do. And it's like I'm letting you watch me let you dominate me, or take control or something like that. Do you know what I mean?"
"Yeah," I said. "When I was giving you head before, I felt like you were in charge and I was taking orders and it kind of turned me on. I liked it. When you were on your knees I felt a little nervous. Like I'd do something wrong. It's weird that I didn't worry that you'd do anything wrong."
"I think you have a animal side that wants to get out." I laughed. "You can get it out with me. I can take it," he said and smiled. "It's your turn, Mufasa."
"Yeah, right. Mufasa. You're Mufasa. I'm Simba."
"Time for you to let out Mufasa."
I swallowed hard and felt my face tingle. "Okay, so," I sighed.
"This is hard for you?"
"Yeah."
"I'm telling you to go for it."
"So scoot down and lay on your back." He did. I knelt between his arms and over his chest.
He looked up at me and smiled. "I like this," he said.
"Okay, I'm going to get in a kind of push up position."
"You're going to fuck my mouth."
"Yeah."
He laughed. "Fuck, Mufasa. Go for it."
"I'm afraid I'll choke you."
"Yeah, with this tool of yours you could. I'll put my hand on you here," he said placing his hand against my lower abs. "If you go to far, I'll push. So just go for it."
"Okay."
"You're not going to come, right?"
"No. Later."
"Do it."
I leaned forward and put my cock into his mouth. I got down on my elbows and started pressing my cock forward. Up and down. Up and down. Over and over. A little deeper each time and moving a little faster each time. I had a good rhythm going. Every once in a while I felt him push upward on my belly and could feel him swallow. But then back to deep and fast. I was surprised at how fast I got to where I felt like I was getting close. I didn't want to stop, but I did.
I sat back on my knees.
"Damn," he said, looking up at me. "I could feel your cock head getting hard. Were you getting close?"
"Yeah."
"How was it?"
"Awesome." I glanced down at my cock and saw pre-cum dripping from my cock.
He saw it too. He wiped it up with his finger and licked his finger clean. "I think sometime we should come doing that."
"Okay," I said. "That's good for me." I lay down and he straddled me. He pressed his cock into my mouth and then lay over me. He began by thrusting slowly but then went into a steady quick and deep rhythm. I listened to him breathing hard. He'd slow down and then speed up and then slow down again. He'd give me time to swallow and then he'd be at it again. I found being so passive and listening to him feeling the pleasure of my mouth a real turn on. I felt my cock throbbing and pre-cum dripping on my stomach.
I didn't want him to stop. But I did feel his cock head firm and then he sat back on my chest.
"Oh my God. You're right. That's incredible. We've got to come doing that sometime."
I smiled.
"You Mufasa, he said smiling. "What was it like being face fucked?"
"Hot. Really hot. My cock was dripping."
He turned and looked at my belly. He moved off of me and then licked my stomach and my cock. "Mufasa make boy juice."
"I don't know why it's so scary to tell you thing I like and want to do."
"I get it. But you don't have to be worried. I'm up for most stuff and if you say you want to do something I don't want to do, I'll just say so. You should do the same. I mean I'm pretty weird so I might come up with stuff you might be grossed out by. So let's agree not to judge what we come up with, just say no."
"Okay. I'll try. What weird stuff?"
He smiled. "Who knows? But I'm sure I'll think of something."
"I'll do it."
He laughed. "You're agreeing without knowing."
"Yup."
"Let's do sixty-nine. And no coming for a while. I mean like ball aching."
"I'm good with that."
We lay beside each other head to toe and gave each other head. I was enjoying him sucking on my cock, but I was far more into sucking his. I loved the way he tasted and felt in my mouth. We got each other close several times and stopped each time to rest and then went back at it. At one point, we got up, went to the kitchen for a snack. Ð chips and salsa and then a bowl or ice cream. Then back to the bed.
It was after midnight when we agreed to just go for it.
I came first. My body shook almost violently as I lay on my side and pressed forward into his mouth. It was the third time I came in the last few hours and I still was shooting a big load.
I spit on my fingers. He must have heard me because he lifted his leg so I could reach for his butt hole. I rubbed his hole wet and then slipped my finger into him. He moaned. I took him deep into my mouth and bobbed up and down.
I felt him take my cock into his mouth and listened to him moaning.
Then I felt his prostate swell and get hard. I was excited to take his load. His body shook. He groaned loudly. He thrust and then cum exploded from his cock into my throat. I swallowed and moaned and swallowed and moaned.
We stayed lying head to toe. I had my head resting on his thigh and my face pressed up against his junk. He did the same. Neither of us moved for a while. Then he turned around and faced me. "It's getting better and better."
We smiled at each other and then started laughing.
He rolled over onto his back and said, "I just realized you're the only person who has my cum inside of them. And I'm the only person who has your cum inside of me."
"You know a lot of the things I've done for the first time I've done with you. I mean I would have never decided to lift weights on my own and now I like it. I know for sure I would have never tried out for the track team and now I'm kind of nervous about it but looking forward to it. And then there's all the sex stuff."
"Yeah, the sex stuff."
He yawned and then got up to pee. I followed him. We stood side by side as he had so many times and peed into the toilet.
I turned off all the lights and joined him in bed. It wasn't but a few minutes and I could tell he was asleep. Living in the hills, there are no streetlights, especially on private roads. The room was in complete darkness but there was a bright moon in the sky. There was enough light that I could make out his profile.
I touched his hair. His hair was so thick. It was mostly straight, I guess like him, but there was a slight wave to it. His nose was straight and angular, I guess they call it a Roman or Greek nose. Like the ones you see on a statue. His lips were full. I loved his lips and I'd never forget the way he kissed me.
He could never fall in love with a guy. I guess I understood that. I didn't think I could fall in love with a girl, if falling in love means loving them and wanting to be with them forever and have wild and crazy sex all the time, or at least for a year. I knew I could love a girl. I had female friends at school that I felt like I loved, but not like passionate love. More like sister love.
I thought I could fall in love with Ryan, but I knew I better not. I had to keep it friendship love and have buddy sex with him. I couldn't fall in love and have boyfriend sex with him. If I did this would all get fucked up.
I feel asleep staring at him.
Again I woke up with his arm over my chest, his head on my shoulder and his leg over mine. His head was pressed against my cheek. I could feel his breath on my skin. My body tingled. I wondered how he got on me. Did he do it while awake or in his sleep? In his sleep I decided. I closed my eyes and feel asleep.
When I woke it was 9:32 in the morning. I got up and peed and crawled quietly back into bed. He was lying on his back and the covers were half way down his chest. I lifted them. His cock was flaccid.
My face warmed as I thought about touching his cock. He said I should have done it when he was drunk. I was sure he'd be fine with me touching him while he slept. I uncovered him. Then it occurred to me that he'd really enjoy waking up with his dick in my mouth. Or at least I hoped that he would. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I gave myself permission to suck him while he slept. I gently uncovered him and scoot down the bed. I took hold of his cock and then took it into my mouth. His flaccid penis filled my mouth. Gently I moved it around. I wondered if he'd wake up before he got hard or would he get hard in his sleep.
I felt his cock stiffening. I wanted to keep all of it in my mouth for as long as possible. It swelled slowly and elongated. Soon it was pressing down my throat. I had to back off it as I started slowly and gentle bobbing up and down on it. Then I heard him sigh and say, "Fantastic. Damn, this is the best wake up I've ever had."
I sat up and smiled at him. "It just kind of came to me after I woke up."
"Well, good for you and me. Was I hard when you started?"
"No. I just let your cock sit in my mouth and then after about two minutes you started to get hard. Then I started to give you head and you woke up."
He jumped up and went to pee. Then he was back in bed. He smiled at me and said, "Well, you can't quit now."
I gave him head, slow and easy for a while. I licked his cock and then his balls. I glanced up at him as I kissed his cock hear. He smiled. I licked and sucked his cock taking it slow and easy. Again I looked up at him. He was lying with his eyes closed and his arms by his side. He looked so peaceful, but every once in a while, when I'd lick his balls or go back to sucking his cock he'd moan.
I could have given him head for a long while, but he put his hand on my head and started setting a rhythm and thrust into my mouth. I knew he was getting close and again, that hungry feeling came over me. I wanted his cum.
He moaned loudly. His cock was rock hard. "Don't swallow," he called out. "I want to see my cum in your mouth."
I moaned agreement. And then he shot his load and I moaned as his man juice filled my mouth. When he was done coming I raised my head and then sat up. He sat up facing me. Slowly I opened my mouth and watched as he stared in. "Fuck, there's thick white globs sitting on your tongue," he said and put a finger in my mouth. "Damn, there's a lot too."
I nodded.
"Okay, swallow."
With one big gulp it slid down my throat.
"Let me see."
I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.
"Hot. Now it's my turn. Lay down."
He gave me head and didn't swallow. He sat up and I checked out my load. It was kind of exciting to see it on his tongue and over his teeth. I moved it around his tongue a bit and then he swallowed.
"We are really weird dudes," he said. "I love it. We have to think of more stuff before your mother comes home. After that it's going to be a long time before we can fuck around like this again."
"Yeah, sure," I said feeling a bit sad.
We got up and went to shower.
He was right. Soon it would be back to school. Me back to my school friends and him back to his. We'd work out for track and probably still lift weight together just like we had before. Maybe we'd go for a run on the weekend and hide behind a tree and give each other head, but it wouldn't be like this.
Maybe we could do this again next year. I decided not to think about it. We still had another full day and night.
We went for a long run around noontime and then went down to his house. I talked to his mom for a while and then we went out to the garage to lift weights. While we were lifting, I heard their back door close. Ryan glanced at me and then at the window in the door. It was the first time I took note of this father checking us out. When he went back to the house, I said, "What is he looking for?"
"He doesn't trust me. Maybe booze or weed. I'm not sure, but he does it every time I come into the garage to work out. He also goes through stuff in here and my room."
"Looking for booze or weed."
"I guess. Pisses me off." He glanced at the door and whispered, "I really do hate him."
"Maybe he's just worried about you."
"Believe me that's not it. He looks for reasons to beat my ass."
I felt my stomach churn. "He hits you?"
"Makes me strip naked and bend over and grab my knees and uses a wide strap."
"Fuck. I didn't know that. Did he beat on your brother?"
"Mister perfect. Not that I ever saw."
"I'm sorry, Ryan. That's really fucked up."
"I used to cry and beg him to stop. So then I decided that I'd just bend over and take it. That really pissed him off. So, last year he started this thing when he was done beating on me, he'd make me stand at attention, you know he was a Marine?" I nodded. "And then he'd grab my balls." He moved toward me. "Let me show you. I won't hurt you." He put his hand into my joggers and took his index finger and thumb and circled my scrotum close to my cock and then he moved his hand down until he had my balls tight in my scrotum. "So, he'd do this and then he'd squeeze," he tightened his grip and pulled down a bit. I could feel the pressure on my balls and the beginning of pain. I winced a bit. "Yeah, exactly. And he'd do that until I'd beg him to stop."
"Fuck, Ryan. That's torture. You should tell someone."
"Yeah, right. Then what?" He removed his hand from my joggers. "Personally, I don't think he does it to punish me. I think he does it because he likes to."
"You really took a chance getting drunk on New Year's Eve."
"Sometimes a guy has to do what a guy has to do."
We went back to lifting weights. I couldn't stop thinking about what he told me. I remembered how he was always protecting me. I felt so helpless; helpless and sad and then angry. "I hate your father," I said.
We showered in Ryan's room and then had dinner at his house. Mr. Murray was always nice to me and that dinner was no different from any other, but I sat there feeling nothing but hate for him.
When we were back at my house he said, "I shouldn't have told you about the beatings."
"Why?"
"It bothered you."
"Well, yeah. I mean when I was getting bullied didn't it bother you?"
"Yeah. But you didn't tell me. And besides, I could do something about that."
"Ryan, we're best friends. You can tell me anything."
"You didn't tell me you were being bullied and you didn't tell me you are gay."
"I know. I know."
"Anyway, don't worry about the beatings. Like I said, I'm kind of numb to that part of it. I don't know how to get numb to the ball shit. What's weird is that all that shit used to scare the shit out of me. That was the worst part. He'd tell me an hour before I was going to get the beat down and I'd sit in my room in a panic, shaking. Now I just sit at my desk and do my homework until he calls me down to the garage. And even though I know he's going to crush my nuts, I still don't get crazy about it."
"I hate him," I said.
He smiled. He pressed his hand into my crotch. "So, I don't even know why I want to do this but we said we'd jerk off into our own mouth and swallow. I really want to watch you do it and I'm kind of really turned on by the idea of you watching me."
"Okay. I'm good with that."
"I also want us to come at the same time into a glass and mix it up and each drink half."
I smiled. "Yeah, I've been thinking of that. Instead of being blood brothers we'll be cum brothers."
He laughed.
"But here's the thing, I'm really loving the blowjobs. So, how about this? Let's give each other head, like sixty-nine and get each other close and then shoot our loads into something and then share it. Then we can sixty-nine again, get each other close, maybe over and over and then when we want to come, I'll come in my mouth and you in yours."
I laughed. "Damn, you've got this all planned out."
He laughed. "I was thinking about it while we were running. What time is your mom coming home tomorrow?"
"She said she'd call when she left, but I'm thinking she'll be here around 2 or 3."
He kept pressing his hand against my now hard cock. "Good, you can wake me up again the way you did today."
I reached over and pressed my hand against his erection. "Deal."
"You know our first track meet is at the end of February."
"We start working out next week, right?"
"Yeah, but there's no first or second places."
"What about bettering out times and stuff?" I asked.
"I guess, but we probably won't have a place to do it anyway."
"Damn."
We went to my bed with a juice glass and a tablespoon. I had his dick in my mouth before we got comfortable. We rolled around, sucking each other's cock. We changed positions several times. One of my favorite was with me on my back and him with his junk hanging in my face. He sucked my cock and slowly thrust into my mouth. After about an hour we decided to go for it. We knelt in front of each other on the bed. I held the glass.
He's moaned, "I'm close."
I put the glass in front of him. I tilted the glass so that he'd shoot into it. I watched as thick white goo shot from his cock and went splat against the glass. Watching him come really excited me. When he was done, I turned the glass toward my cock and shot my load.
We sat on the bed as we stared into the glass of cum.
"Okay," he said, putting the spoon into the glass and stirring the cum. "Looks like at least a couple of spoons for me and for you. Maybe more. We'll start with one each."
He took the glass from me and leaned it forward and filled the spoon. He looked at me and smiled. "This is absolutely crazy weird, don't you think?"
"For sure."
"Good." He put the spoon to his lips and then into his mouth. He opened his mouth and showed me the cum and then swallowed it. "Fuck, a cum shot of your cum and my cum mixed together."
He then poured cum into the spoon, looked at me and smiled. "Ready?"
"Feed it to me."
He put the spoon into my mouth. I showed him the cum and then swallowed it. Then we did another spoonful each. He looked into the glass. There was still cum. He poured a glob onto this tongue and swallowed. Then he used his finger to clean the inside of the glass and then wiped his finger on my tongue. "I think this will be our sacred ritual. We are now cum brothers," he said. We lay on the bed. "Do you like doing weird stuff?"
"I guess. I mean it feels scary but safe with you. Do you know what I mean?"
"Yeah," he said. "I'd be nervous as shit to have people know about this and it feels kind of scary to do it even with you. But I like the scary feeling or maybe it's like embarrassing. Like I think about coming in my own mouth and it seems interesting to try. Then I think about watching you and it's like I'm seeing something really personal and it gets me hard. When I think about you watching me and getting hard because I'm doing it, it turns me on, but I also feel like embarrassed too."
"Like excited but with butterflies in my stomach."
"Yeah. That's what I mean. It's kind of exciting but I'd never want anyone to know I jerk off into my own mouth and swallow my cum and here I'm letting you watch me. And I'm blowing you and we're mixing our cum and drinking it."
"A enjoying it."
He chuckled.
I said, "It's weird that we trust each other so much, isn't it."
"How so weird?" he asked.
"I mean I trust you more than anyone I know," I said.
He rolled over onto his side and looked at me. "That's kind of cool."
"I feel the same way," I said. My voice cracked.
"What's up?"
"Just. I don't know."
He poked me. "Come on. We just drank our cum."
"I've always felt so alone except for you and I was so afraid that you'd reject me." My lips trembled as I spoke. I exhaled loudly. "But you didn't."
"I get it. I always think that I'm going to get rejected."
I looked at him. "That's so hard for me to imagine. Everyone loves you. Everyone wants to be you."
He smiled. "That's because they don't know me. They only know what I want them to see. That's why I trust you. I'm me with you. I wouldn't let anyone of the guys on the footballs team, my so called friends, know that I like sucking dick or that I let you stick your finger up my ass and jerk me off, or that I did that to you. But you know all that."
I smiled. "I like that you like sucking dick."
He laughed. "I bet you do."
"You know what's even weirder," he said.
"What?"
"I'd never ever want anyone to know what my father does to me. I think I'd rather they know I like sucking dick than he does that shit to me."
"Why?"
He didn't respond at first. Then he said, "I think it's because sucking cock is something I've decided to do. I can do it or not do it. It's up to me. But I hate what he does to me and the only thing I can do is act like I don't care. I'd never want anyone to know that." Silence. "I think it makes me look weak." He looked at me. "Like a wimp."
I was surprised to see tears sitting on his eyelids. I couldn't think of a time I had ever seen him with tears. "No one would ever think of you as a wimp. They'd think your dad was a fuckin' asshole."
"They'd never say it, but they'd think it."
We decided we wanted ice cream and cookies. We sat in the living room with a bowls of ice cream and talked. As much as I loved having sex with him, sitting around naked as we had so many times as kids on our little adventures into the forest meant a lot to me.
I turned on the TV.
During commercials we took turns sucking each other's cock, get hard and then stopping. Done with TV, we went to my bedroom and went at each other in full earnest. When I was close to coming, I lay on my back and flipped my legs over my head. He lay beside me inches from my face. I started jerking my cock.
"I want to see a big load," he said. "And don't swallow. I want to see it in your mouth."
I chuckled. "Yes, sir."
He chuckled. I pressed down toward my mouth and then touched my cock head with my tongue.
"Fuck, no way. Can you suck yourself?"
"No. I've tried. I can get my cock head in my mouth but I can't really give myself head."
I kept licking my cock as I stroked. I pressed myself down as much as I could and closed my lips around my cock. Then I stroked and licked.
"Fantastic," he said. "Fuck. My boner is rock hard."
"I'm going to cum," I moaned, and then streams of cum shot from my cock onto my tongue. When I was done, I squeezed my cock to get the last drop out and licked myself clean. I then put my legs down and opened my mouth for him.
He leaned over me and looked into my mouth. "Nice load. Swallow."
I did.
I sat up and smiled. "You're turn."
"I don't know why this is so scary after all we've done. But I fucking love it."
He stroked his cock and then flipped his legs over his head. He tried to press his cock into his mouth but was about an inch short. "You've got to get limber," I said.
"I'd rather have you suck it."
"Yeah, I'd rather that too,"
He laughed.
He started stroking hard. He called out, "I'm going to come."
I watched as cum shot into his mouth. I glob hung from his cock. I grabbed it with my finger and then licked it up. He let his legs fall back as he watched me lick up his cum. He smiled. I leaned over him. He opened his mouth and looked in. "You look good with your cum in your mouth," I said.
He laughed and swallowed. "You look even better with MY cum in YOUR mouth."
I laughed.