It was almost like waking from a sleep, but I hadn't been asleep. I was leaning against a wall, with some shitty beer in a plastic cup, listening to Todd explain to me how the entire universe could be explained by a single mathematical equation. What the fuck? I politely blew the nerd off and went to find Jason.
The keg was a good place to start. Big surprise, there he was!
"Hey, let's get the fuck out of here. I think I just spent half an hour talking to and making sense of Todd. That scares me."
Jason nearly dropped his beer. "That is very scary. This place is boring. Who's idea was it to come to this party anyway."
"Probably yours if it sucks. You ready?"
We started navigating our way to the door. Chris was sitting on the couch with some woman he had found, exploring her throat with her tongue and her crotch with his hand. I nudged Jason and nodded in their direction. He laughed.
"He'll be scared if he wakes up with her..."
As we got near the door, Steve, who had a case of terminal acne, was coming out of a side room with that certain glow. He smiled but said nothing.
"See, women can be scared in the morning, too," Jason pointed out.
"Fuck. I'm so fucking glad Cindy is at her mom's. I so enjoy sleeping alone."
"With Rosie!" Jason said.
"Fuck you!" Gee, I can come up with some snappy replies.
"What do you want to do?"
"Let's go to my place, it's closer."
"And do what?"
"I dunno."
"Let's watch that tape."
"You're a horny bastard."
"Fuck you." Problem was, he was right. Even seeing two ugly people getting it on at that party got me pumped. I don't know if watching a porn video would help or hurt. I'd probably be so hard that I'd explode, but I'd have to wait until Jason left or something to jack off.
Jason and I were best friends, I guess. We had known each other since he moved in town when we were in the fourth grade. We had a few classes together off and on, but had been on a number of sports teams together. We did some double dates, and would often end up in his or my basement with our dates and fool around on the couch. The rule was that the owner of the house got to use his respective bedroom and would make sure that the couple on the couch was "ready" before they came out.
OK, now you might think this is a little weird, but sometimes when I'm having sex with my girlfriend and Jason is next door doing the same thing, I think about what they are doing. The idea of Jason having sex with someone turns me on. I've even thought about a 3-way, but I know that probably won't happen. I've watched Jason as he has grown up - you know, discreetly checking him out in the gym showers and stuff. I've never seen him hard, but it looks like he has a long dick.
I'm not gay or anything. I don't have anything against them, but I like having sex with girls. I just sometimes think about it.
So anyway, we went over to my house. My parents were at the shore this weekend, fortunately they took my sister, too. The house was empty. We got a couple of beers out of the refrigerator on the back porch (there were about a billion in there. I don't know if my parents knew we occasionally took some; if they did, they never said anything) and went to the basement.
Jason sat down on the couch, propped his feet up on the coffee table, turned on the TV and opened his beer. I was in my room getting the tape from the closet shelf. Jason yelled at me, "Did you get any of that herb that Tim brought?"
"Yeah. Pretty awesome," I said as I came back into the room.
"It always makes me horny as shit."
"Me, too."
I put the tape in and it started playing. I sat down at the other end of the couch as it started.
"Where the fuck do they get the music for this shit?" We both laughed as the FBI warning ran. I opened my beer and took a drink.
You know, for some reason they try to put stories together and make characters and all that shit. Do they think that this is art? I haven't seen this tape before. It starts with a guy and girl meeting around an apartment courtyard like on television. There a pool guy or some shit like that there. It is the usual shit. Guy looks at girl, girl looks at guy. They have that "you wanna fuck?" look on their faces. She goes up the stairs to her apartment, he follows. She goes in the door, he follows and they start to kiss. It isn't really clear if they have ever met before, but, whatever....
She gets him a beer, and goes into her bedroom to change into "something more comfortable."
"Oh, for shit's sake, let's get down to the fucking!" Jason has such a way with words.
She comes back, they embrace, kiss and she starts rubbing his crotch. How come is never works out for me like that? He takes her blouse off and, of course, just happens she isn't wearing a bra.
"Look at those fucking tits!" Jason loves this shit. Had I known then what I know now, I would have realized that there was about a pound of silicone in each one. Whatever....
He starts sucking on one of her nipples as she continues to rub his crotch. This is getting better.... I have to readjust myself, but want to do it without Jason noticing too much. Either he doesn't or doesn't care. I'm just hard as shit.
She has now opened his pants and is licking his cock. That is a nice cock. I don't know why that turns me on so much, but it does. I feel like mine has to escape at this point. I kind of glance towards Jason, and his pants are tented like there is a flag pole in there. He's kind of licking his lips. "I'm so fucking horny!"
"Me, too." We are now both a little more comfortable rubbing our crotches through our pants. I take a big gulp from my beer (I'm so fucked up at this point, I don't know why) and say, "I gotta do something about this. I'll put the pillows up between us."
"Cool." Yeah, that Jason. Hard sell there.
I piled up a few throw pillows between us, opened up the front of my pants and tried pulling my dick out. I had on pretty loose boxers, but it just was getting a lot of crap in the way. Fuck it. I raised myself up and pulled my pants down to my knees. My cock felt like it had just been released from prison.
Jason must have been doing something similar because he was doing a lot of rustling around over there. I didn't want to look (though I was very curious about what he looked like hard). We sat there slowly stroking ourselves as the video ran. There was a background noise of stupid music and a lot of "oh, baby" shit as she started sucking his cock. Damn that looked nice. I kind of tried to look over at Jason without him noticing. Kind of from the corner of my eye, but trying to make it look like I was watching the video.
"What?" Jason was now looking at me looking at him. "Never see a guy jerk off before."
"No, not really."
"Well, take a good look, then!" He reached over, knocked the pillows on the floor and started stroking himself again.
He had a long, kind of thin dick, which curved a little. He had kind of average-sized balls. Not much hair on his thighs, and just a moderate amount of pubes. His shirt was still on. He was stroking away looking over at me.
I have a thick cock. It isn't much to speak of when it is soft, but gets fairly big when it is hard. The skin is still a little loose on it when it is hard. I was slowly stroking it as I was watching Jason watch me. I figured at this point, there was not much point in hiding things, so I stood up and took my pants the rest of the way off and tossed them on the floor. When I sat down, I just happened to be a little closer to Jason. He stood up and took his the rest of the way off and (I think) sat a little closer to me. We both sort of sat there, slowly stroking ourselves, checking each other out.
There was still moaning and cheesy music coming from the video, but we were both concentrating on what we were doing and what we were watching. I really wanted to touch his cock. I wanted to feel it and rub it for him. I thought for awhile (as fucked up as I was, "awhile" was probably one nanosecond), and reached over and started fondling his balls. He kind of gasped. Fuck. Now I've made an asshole out of myself - worse than usual.
"I'm sorry," I said as I pulled my hand back.
"That's ok. It felt really cool. That's all. My girlfriend does that. I really like it. I like it when she rubs me, too."
"Um, it's ok if I touch you?"
"I guess. It feels really good." He moved his hand away and I started stroking that long cock. It was weird at first to feel one other than mine, but I really got into it. When he put his hand at his side, it rested part way on my thigh. I was hoping that he would start rubbing me, but I didn't say anything.
"Faster." I picked up the pace a little. He moved his hand so that he had me in his hand now, and started rubbing. I started breathing harder. This was fucking cool.
He started pumping his hips a little as I was stroking him. He was breathing a little faster. I loved every minute of it. For some reason, I really wanted him to cum while I was jerking him off.
"Shit, look at that!"
I jumped. He had broken my concentration a little. I was really into this. "Huh?"
He nodded towards the TV. I wasn't paying attention to it anymore. I looked up, and Poolboy had entered the picture. The first guy was sitting on the couch. The chick with the big tits was lying on the couch sucking his dick. Poolboy was standing in front of the first guy, and humping the first guy's face like there was no tomorrow!
Now let me tell you about Poolboy. This guy was hot! He's about an 18 (just barely legal) blue-eyed blonde with a nice tan (and tanline). He has a nice little treasure trail that leads down to a nice set of pubes. Big, low-hanging balls that are now kind of banging off of the chin of the first guy. Can't see his dick, it is hidden behind the lips of the first guy. He is humping away! He has this tight, dimpled ass that is really getting into this shit.
"Have you ever had a blow job?" I asked.
"Well, my girlfriend has sucked me a little, but I'm not allowed to cum. She says it is gross. Gave me some of the worst blue balls I've ever had! I could sure use one now." "If I were to suck you, would you suck me?"
"Um, I never thought about it." OK, I lied. I'd go down on him in a minute. I just didn't want to let him know that.
"Um, I guess."
I leaned over and took his hard cock in my mouth. It was stiff but the skin was soft. There was a little pre-cum on the tip, which tasted salty. I kind of didn't know what to do at that point. I tried to take it all down, but that didn't work.....I guess that takes a little practice. I backed off for a second and started licking the whole thing from the top to the bottom. He was still rubbing mine. I started rubbing his cock again, now wet with my saliva while I tongued his balls. They had a bit of a musty smell. Not real unpleasant, just different. My tongue explored all over his balls. When I thought that my throat had recovered again, I started sucking him again, just not as deep. After a couple of minutes, I was getting tired (and was in a bad position), so I sat up.
I looked over at Jason with a "your turn" look.
"Don't cum in my mouth!"
"OK."
He leaned over and sort of approached my cock like it was radioactive or something. I'd never been actually sucked before, so I didn't know what to expect. He touched the end of my cock with his tongue. It felt warm and wet. He ran the tongue around it kind of like he was trying a new food and wasn't sure if he would like it or not. He opened his mouth more and took the head into it. It started feeling real good. Warm, wet, tingly.....
"Watch the teeth!"
OK, with that behind us, he took more down. It was a fantastic feeling as he rubbed the bottom of my cock with his tongue. I think it is almost better than fucking. At least there wasn't the rubber and shit to fuck with.
As he was leaning in my lap, I had my hand around him and continued to work that fine cock. He was doing a better and better job of taking me down. I suddenly realized that I was getting a little close. I think that my cock must have gotten a little harder, because he lifted his head off.
"It's probably better that you stopped," I said.
I got off the couch and kneeled down on the floor in front of him. I glanced over at the video to see what they were doing, but couldn't really tell what was what...except that Poolboy had a really big dick, that was currently sliding in out of the girl's crotch. Both the girl and Poolboy were alternately licking and sucking the first guy's cock.
I took his cock in my mouth and start working it up and down. He was in ecstasy. I reached up and started rubbing his belly and chest with one hand while I was using the other to stroke him and suck him. He started breathing hard and took his shirt off so I could get to his chest better.
I continued to rub him as he moaned and worked down to his balls. I licked and sucked each one in turn and continued down. For some reason, I wanted to find his ass. He opened his legs a little and shifted so that I could get to his ass. Who would have thought? When I found his ass with my tongue, he moaned even more. He was getting even harder and that little bend in his cock was bending a little more.
I sort of knew that if he continued much longer he would cum. I put his cock back into my mouth and continued stroking. He breathed faster and faster and with a moan exploded into my mouth.
It was warm and salty. Not really bad, but not the best taste on earth. His cock shook a number of times as he emptied into my mouth. I kept it there as it softened.
I came off his cock and looked up.
"That was incredible! Why can't my girlfriend do that?"
I stood up and he saw how hard I still was.
"I don't think I can do what you just did."
"That's ok, but can you rub me and get me off?"
"Yeah."
I sat down next to him and he reached over and started rubbing me. I was pretty close, so I knew it wouldn't take long. "Faster"
He rubbed harder and faster as I reached over and gently fondled his balls. His cock was still a little firm, and still a little wet and shiny.
I was getting close. I used my other hand and started playing with my ass a little. As I put the tip of a finger in my ass, my cock shot with what seemed like gallons of cum. I let out a moan and fell back on the couch.
He got a little of my cum on his hand and wiped it on my shirt. We both sat there for a bit breathing hard. The video was rewinding at this point.
"God, that was amazing!"
We just sat there for a few minutes. Still drunk and stoned, just not as much.
"I should go home."
"You don't have to."
"My parents would kill me if I didn't go home."
"OK."
He stood up and put his pants on, then his shirt. I put on my boxers.
"Later."
"Yeah, later."
I went back downstairs and wondered what had just happened....