Chapter 2 ===============================
There was no awkwardness the next day when we woke up, or in school the following week. Everything snapped back to normal, well almost normal.
One difference was that Brayden, being a smart ass, couldn't help but drop a few comments at inappropriate times. Everyday we had lunch with the same group of boys and the conversation often got rowdy. One day the guys were arguing over who had the best shot with a hot new girl that just started at our school. Each offering themselves as the clear winner. Brayden, of course, had to slyly make a comment to me about how he would have the best shot. He was sitting next to me and he whispered in my ear.
"Bro one look at my cock and she'd definitely choose me," Brayden whispered in my ear.
"Yeahhh you wish dude," I whispered back.
We both laughed. I looked around and hoped no one overheard him. The guys at the table were all friends, but still high school jock boys. They wouldn't hesitate to call out anything that was "sus", meaning suspect (to be gay). Everyone, however, was still engrossed in the conversation.
"You're a fucking idiot," I said with a smile on my face. He just beamed like an idiot.
Over the next few days, Brayden made two more whispered comments to me before I had enough. I gave him the "what the fuck, stop" stare. He nodded and put his hands in a gesture that said he would stop. I didn't want someone to overhear him whispering about his dick size to me.
The other difference was with me. Maybe I was more in tune after touching his dick, but I definitely found myself noticing crotches more at basketball practice after school. Everyone wore loose fitting mesh basketball shorts, but Brayden wore blue silkish shorts showed his bulge more than others. So when he adjusted himself, as boys often do, my eyes flicked down to his crotch and immediately away. Once he jumped in front of me to take a shot and I could see his dick flop up and down with the jump.
I tried to recall if I'd noticed things like this in the past, but couldn't remember any specifics. I concluded that I must have noticed but it didn't register or I just ignored it. There are just times when you can't help but notice another guy's junk.
In the locker room, I was extra aware of where I was looking to avoid any glances that some teammate would pick up on, which was the last thing I needed. I really didn't want to look at any guys junk, but thinking about not looking made me more likely to look.
Like most high school locker rooms, it had a few isles with lockers on both sides. It was old, grimy and smelled like sweat from the years of boys who played sports. As I was changing, I dropped my shirt and bent down to retrieve it. As I was standing up I looked forward to find a crotch right there. I jumped a bit startled at sudden appearance of the one thing I didn't want to look at. The bulge belonged to my teammate Caden who was only was wearing snug fitting boxer briefs. He chuckled at my surprise.
"While you are down there A...." Caden joked, grabbed his bulge, and laughed.
"Yeahhh dude, you can go fuck yourself on that," I tried to banter like normal but felt my cheeks getting red after I noticed how big his bulge was, especially when he grabbed it. For a second, I clearly saw an outline of the head of his dick. I panicked thinking he would see my cheeks and make a connection. But he was pulling on jeans while I got my shirt on. What was going on with me.
"Later," I said.
"Later dude," he replied back.
If that's all that happened, I think I would have been fine. However, two nights later I woke up in the middle of the night. My dick was rock hard and my crotch felt damp. At first I thought I had a wet dream until I reached in to my boxer briefs and felt around. Definitely not enough for a load, so it was just precum. Whew. The last time I had a wet dream I was 13.
Then I remembered my dream....
Brayden and I were in my bedroom and we getting nudes from some girl on Snapchat. In the dream we both knew her, but she wasn't someone I recognized. A shot of her pussy came up on the screen, which caused us to high five in celebration. Then the dream shifted to where she was going to come over to my house to sleep with both of us. The catch was that she would only come if I had condoms. I looked everywhere desperate to find condoms that I knew I didn't have. Of course I didn't have condoms, I don't think any of my friends did either.
Brayden was livid. He blamed me for blowing our chance to get laid, scolding me for not being ready. All I could do was to keep apologizing for not having any.
"Make it up to me bro. Suck me," Brayden said. I distinctly remember those words in the dream. He pushed me to my knees in front of him and exposed his dick. It was much thicker than in real life.
"I'm not gay..." I pleaded.
"Suck it," he commanded.
I felt terrible and figured that I owed him so I just started sucking. I was straining to get it in my mouth because it was so thick. At one point he was trying to shove more in and I thought my mouth would tear open. Then I woke up.
That had to be one of the most fucked up dreams I ever had. I could almost still feel my jaw being stretched by that thick dick. I've had sex dreams before but never one so vivid and never with a guy. I didn't know how to feel other than confused.
I reasoned that I had subconscious guilt about jerking off with him and it was manifesting in my dream. The precum must have been flowing during the sex pics before I was sucking a dick. Yeah that must be it.
The next morning I overslept so I had to rush to get to school. I remembered the dream for a few seconds before my mom yelled up for me. After that I didn't think of the dream again and got into the daily routine.
Brayden's birthday was coming up and I was pumped when he invited me to his party. It was going to be a low key event at his house with a few friends, all guys. The guest list was our mutual friends Dan and Lucas, his other friend group and myself. The night was to feature video games, pizza, and a pool table.
"It's this Saturday boys. Sorry for the late notice, but I had to convince my mom. She has PTSD from my dipshit brother. She hasn't let me have anyone sleep over" he said. "But I can't believe she said yes! So this is going to be awesome."
It turned out that our mutual friends Dan and Lucas couldn't make it. Lucas was still grounded from the failed math test and Dan was visiting some sick aunt he barely knew. They both groaned about much it sucked. I was definitely going, however, and could sleep over
As I rang the door bell at Brayden's house I was pumped. I had met a few of his other neighborhood friends and they were pretty cool....for baseball players. All the different sports teams had rivalries around whose team was the best.
Brayden opened the door and bear hugged me with a smile. I entered and met his parents, his little sister, and his other friends. Jackson, Jacob, and Jack were really cool. In my mind I labelled them "triple J" because of how similar they seemed. We played pool, ate pizza, and played video games. It was always Brayden and I versus these baseball punks: basketball v baseball. We smoked them at pool, but got destroyed at video games. I took to his crew right away and they took to me.
As the night wore on, I realized that triple J wasn't sleeping over. Belatedly it made sense that neighborhood friends lived close so they would just sleep at their own houses. So it was just me sleeping over.
After the triple J exit, we went upstairs to change into more comfortable clothing, namely loose fitting basketball shorts. Brayden pealed his shirt off and jumped on this bed.
"Bro knew you would get along with the boys," he said smiling.
"They aren't bad........ for baseball players," I joked.
"I know right. They always thought I should join the baseball team. That I wasn't `tall enough for basketball'" he said, using what I would call a "bro" voice for the last part.
"Whatttt with your 3 point shot? No way. Doesn't matter if you are a shorty," I said.
"Hey I'm not that short!" Brayden playfully shot back. He was maybe a bit shorter than average, while I was definitely on the taller side.
"Not short where it counts though," Brayden said with smirk and a wink.
"Yeah, yeah. Except it hasn't gotten anymore use than mine," I joked. Brayden pouted then we both laughed.
A few minutes later there was a knock, more like a pound, on his door. The clock in room just hit midnight, but we weren't being loud so hopefully it wasn't his parents.
"Yeah come in," Brayden said. The door swung open to reveal his older brother Nick. He shut the door behind him.
"Hey ladies. Did the raging birthday party die down?" he smirked.
My first thought was that he looked a lot like Brayden. I'd seen him in school but never up close. He had brownish blond hair vs Brayden's more blond, probably had 2 inches of height on me, and bright blue eyes like Brayden. He was in good shape, judging by his muscles and toned stomach, all visible since he was only wearing gray sweatpants. He wasn't as compact as his brother, instead more lean and toned. Nick had a gold chain and had a few tattoos to complete the asshole look.
His eyes swept over me and I felt uncomfortable, like he was sizing me up or something. I knew from his reputation that he slept with a lot of girls, even some of the more popular smart girls who were kind of prude. Guess they were attracted to the "bad boy," which was cliche as fuck. I figured he wasn't as tough as he thought he was, but I still wouldn't mess with him.
"Least I can have people over," Brayden said flatly.
"At your age I'd have been drinking and fucking some slut on my birthday," Nick said.
"Yeah and getting that slut pregnant," Brayden shot back. Nicks expression darkened for moment.
"Eh what can I say? I hate condoms," Nick laughed.
"So what you want, dickhead?" Brayden said.
"Dickhead? I actually got you something for your birthday," Nick said his eyes darting over to me and back to his bro. Brayden didn't say anything, but just folded his arms and narrowed his eyes in skepticism.
"Just thought you virgins could use a little excitement. So got you a party favor," he smirked. The smug expression on his face pissed me off. He was looking down on us because we weren't total fuck ups like him. I remembered what Brayden said about him and it caused one corner of my mouth up in half a grin: that Brayden had a bigger dick than his big brother. Without even thinking my eyes flashed down to the lump in the front of his sweats before I realized what I was doing, so quickly looked back his face and hoped he didn't notice.
"I don't vape dude," Brayden said after picking it up off the bed to reveal a black vape.
"Well that's not tobacco," he said. "Take a hit, hold in for like 5 second and breathe out."
It took me a second, but then my eyes went wide with a realization he was referencing weed. I'd never tried smoking before but was down to try it. I didn't think Brayden had smoked before either.
"Ohhh, uhhh, thanks," Brayden said clearly surprised.
"And if mom finds out, you didn't fucking get that from me shithead," Nick said sternly.
"Got it," Brayden said as Nick was opening the door to leave. "Hey bro thanks."
"No problem bro," Nick said. His expression softened to a genuine smile that made him look less of an asshole. He was still smiling when his face turned to look at me, our eyes connecting. I could see how girls could find him attractive, with his blue eyes sucking you in. We held eye contact for a few seconds longer than what was normal. He gave this odd smirk and turned to leave.
"Have fun girls," he said and then left
"Dudeeee, I can't believe it," Brayden said excited.
"You think it's really weed?" I asked dropping my voice.
"Yeah. I really don't think he was fucking with us." Brayden said. "Only one way to find out."
He went over to the window, took a hit from the vape, held it in, then released it out the window in a coughing fit.
"Fuck. Definitely weed," he said as he passed it to me. I took a hit as well and ended up coughing.
"I guess you have to get used to it," I said coughing.
We decided to take it slow so we wouldn't get too high too quickly. So we waited until we were feeling it to take another hit. The feeling was like nothing I experienced before. I felt myself relaxing at the same time my brain was getting fuzzy. In the beginning I didn't find anything funnier than normal, but that quickly changed. After a while Brayden became hilarious. We were laughing loud enough where we had to shush each other a few times.
"This is awesome man," I said. " I feel so light bro."
"Me too," he replied back with this blissful expression on this face. Same expression was on my face too.
"So what did you mean before about Nick getting some girl pregnant?" I asked.
"Ohh yeah. Dude he was like 13 and knocked up some 15 year old girl down the street. Her parents found out, told my parents and she got an abortion. All hushed up. Then it happened again a few years later. My parents never found out about this one, but I overheard him talking to her. He was 16 and she was like 13. He'll fuck anyone, he doesn't give a shit," he said.
"That is fucked up," I said. It fit his personality though.
"Yeah he gets around. Girls just eat his shit up man," he said shaking his head.
"Sooo when you caught him uhh you know, what kind of porn was he watching?" I asked referring to when Brayden caught him jerking off. I was curious and the question just popping in my head. I followed up defensively with a justification. "Anything you can throw back at him when he's a dick?"
"Man I wish. It would be so poetic to catch him watching gay porn or beastiality. But I think I heard a girl?" He shrugged.
"Ohh dude, did Madison ever send you more pics? I didn't get the chance to ask." I said referring to the girl who was sending us revealing pics the night Brayden slept over my house.
"Nawww. I would have told you if she did. She really wants to hang sometime. She has complimented my bod a few times, so I know she's into me," he said. "I gotta plan something for us to be alone."
"Don't be like your bro, bring a condom," I joked.
"Good advice, but I want to build up to that. I just want to feel those tits," he said. We both laughed.
We continued on like for a while talking about girls and other stuff. It just flowed out of us with lower inhibitions. We were laying side by side on his bed staring at the ceiling when Brayden asked a question.
"Bro you horny?" Brayden asked after a lull in the conversation. His eyes were squinty like mine must have been.
"I dunno. Like yes? And no?" I answered honestly and laughed.
"Brooooo me too. I'm like horny but not. So relaxed," he said. "I kinda am. You want to watch some porn?"
I was just in such a happy place I thought why not. His parents had locked down his phone so it had software to block porn.
"Dude aren't we always horny? Here find something," I joked as I sat up and put my back against his pillow while handing him my phone.
He joined me on the next pillow over and he found some random porn video and started playing it. I was surprised that my dick got hard immediately, expanding to its full size pushing against the fabric of my boxer briefs. I was high, yet horny.
"Ok I'm horny," he laughed. He pulled up his shirt and flattened out his mesh shorts to show the long pipe outline of his dick. I did the same to show him my straining erection. He put his hand down his shorts to feel his dick and I did the same.
"Ok I gotta release this beast bro. You like wanna ummm jerk like last time?" He asked insecurely. My fuzzy brain tried to process things: on the one hand I remember the dreams and how unsettled I got, on the other hand I was feeling good and horny. Under my shorts my hand squeezed my hard cock, and my cock won the argument.
"Yeahh man. I need to release it too," I replied. He shimmed down his shorts and boxers quickly and I followed suit. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw motion as his dick bounced out of his boxers sticking straight up in the air. I looked over at the door and realized that his door didn't have a lock on it.
"Uhhh is your door locked?" I asked suddenly feeling exposed. "Like what if your bro comes back to see how stoned we are?"
"Ohh shit good call. I doubt he would, but we'd be fucked if he did," Brayden said. He got up with only a shirt on and his long dick poking out in front. He went over and moved his dresser partially in front of the door, and took a door jam and stuck it under.
"No locks, but this would stop anyone," he said and walk back to the bed. He stripped off his shirt and was fully naked.
"Bro get naked it feels amazing," he said. I stood up and ripped off my shirt joining him in being naked. I couldn't help but sneak a few glances at his body as he went back toward the bed. On his smaller frame his dick looked huge.
We both jumped back on the bed and he grabbed my phone again. He only had a full bed vs my queen, so our legs were touching, but he had another video going right away.
"What you thinks better? Getting a blow job? Or fucking?" He said while we watched some girl get split roasted.
"Has to be fucking," I said. "It's the thing guys want the most, so has to be good."
"Good point," he said he said scrolling through more videos. Neither one of us had really jerked our dicks yet, it was just some light stroking.
A video started where two guys were watching porn and jerking off on couch together. Then one of the guy's girlfriend came home to catch them and of course started giving them each head.
"Dude imagine? Some girl here blowing both of us," Brayden said.
"Fuck yeahhhhh suck our dicks," I said dreamily. We both were lazily stroking our dicks when Brayden put the phone down.
"Damn arms are tired from lifting this week," he said rubbing his wrists for a few seconds.
"I'll hold it," I said. I reached across his body and grabbed the phone, my arm touched his the head of his dick for a second.
"Brooo is this like a bad idea?" Brayden asked gesturing to our naked bodies. "It is kinda...gay?"
I turned my face towards his and saw his cheeks flushed, eyes squinty, and his face set in an unsure expression. There was no question that us laying totally naked in Brayden's bed jerking off was kinda gay. I looked down and stared at his dick, which I had been actively trying not to directly look at. This felt wrong but exciting at the same time. I'd never done anything like this with friends.
"All guys jerk off dude. So if we do it together, no big deal right?" I said and turned back to look at his face. It sounded pretty weak, but I didn't know what else to say.
"Yeah fuck it," he said smirking. His eyes sparkled mischievously and then flicked down to my crotch. "Whoa look at your precum."
"Ohh wow. It's never this much. It must be the weed," I guessed as I saw a river of precum leaking over the crown of my dick. He reached over and took his thumb and dragged the precum over my cock head. I gasped at the feeling then he then pulled his hand back.
"Heyyyy, no fair," popped out of my mouth, even though I didn't know what wasn't fair.
In response, I grasped his thick shaft and brought my thumb over his spongy cock head spreading precum from the slit. He gasped in response. God damn this dick felt so big.
"How big is it?" I asked admiringly, staring at the long shaft. He never shared and I was curious.
"Uhh like 7 and a half," he replied. "How big are you?"
"Like 5 and half," I said dejected, "so pretty small."
"No wayyyyy you are small. I'm just an early bloomer. Girls are going to love this," he said as he grabbed the base of my dick and gave it a few strokes. His hand felt good. He leaned forward a bit and hand dropped down to my balls. His fingers explored my smooth sack and balls which felt great. In fact if he had jerked me a dozen more times I'm sure I would have geysered my load all over the place.
Brayden was exploring my most intimate parts and I found it exciting. Maybe given the chance and sure no one would find out, more straight guys than you would think would explore another guys dick. Least once to compare. I was pretty sure thats what Brayden was doing, he was way too into girls for it to be anything more.
Then he leaned back on the pillow moving his hand back to his own dick. I wanted to feel his dick again, so I brought my hand over and he immediately moved his off. I grasped the long shaft of his dick and felt his cock head. I leaned forward to bring my hands down to feel his balls, which might have been the softest thing I ever felt. His balls were smooth like mine with only a few light hairs sprinkling the sack. When I felt his balls I was amazed at how low they were hanging and how big they were.
"Bro you got big balls," I whispered. "How low do these things hang?"
"Nawwww dude they are normal. From the front they don't look big. Go see." Brayden said. I shimmed down the bed moving past his crotch so I could get look.
"They doooo hang lower than mine. And are big," I said.
"Well all that cum has to come from somewhere," he said causing us both to laugh, amplified by the weed.
I shimmed back up the bed, but stopped when I was right next to his dick. Being much closer I could really get a good look at it. I was so horny that I felt my dick leaking more precum. I grasped his dick and started moving up and down slowly. I looked back up at Brayden and his eyes were glazed and eye lids heavy.
I knew that as a straight guy, I should be grossed out by another guys junk but I wasn't. In my high state it seemed stupid to be grossed out. His dick was a lot like mine. He moved his arm to grab my phone.
"3297 is the passcode," I said without him even asking.
"Brooooo there are so many porn categories it's overwhelmingggggg," Brayden said after some scrolling.
"Well guys jerk off a fucking tonnnn," I said feeling up and down his shaft. "Dude your dick is so big."
"Just good genes man," he said huskily.
For some reason the dream where I sucked him popped in my head. In real life he wasn't as thick as in the dream, when I thought he would rip my mouth open. I could actually get it in my mouth without a problem.
Wait, I wasn't gay so why was I even thinking about sucking a dick. I didn't want to suck a dick. Did I? I looked down at his big dick and my mind was fuzzy. I couldn't take my eyes off the head and his slit which was leaking precum.
It had some kind of power over me. I was jealous of his size and admired it.
I was so fucking horny and couldn't deny that his dick kinda turned me on. I was flush and my head fuzzy, but I didn't know what to do.
No way was I was going to suck it, even though I couldn't take my eyes off it. I bet it tasted gross anyway. It had to. A terrible idea popped in my head. I looked to see Brayden engrossed in the porn on my phone so I took my thumb and brought it across the spongy head of his dick, spreading precum in its wake. As quick as I could I brought my face down and my touched my tongue to his dick for a second. Then my head was back up. There was no reaction from Brayden.
The taste was strange but not bad. It was almost tangy and sweet at the same time. From somewhere inside of me an overwhelming urge took hold of me.
I felt dizzy...but I wanted more. The straight jock part my brain was telling me to get away, but I couldn't move.
"Suck it," I remember Brayden saying in the dream.
It wasn't even a true conscience decision, but I leaned down and let my lips close around the head of his dick.
A few things happened all at once. I felt Brayden tense up and try to sit up, with his arm grabbing my shoulder. At the same time I swirled my tongue around the spongy head of his cock getting an ample taste of precum. It really wasn't bad at all.
"Wai...wait," Brayden mumbled.
"Ohh fuck," he said right after my tongue swirl.
After that I felt his body relax and resistance melted away. He plopped back down on the pillow, as he let this continue. Or least wasn't trying to stop it.
I think every guy has watched enough porn to know the mechanics of a blow job, even if they'd never received one. Even a straight guy would know how to give a blow job. I instinctively opened my mouth and took an inch then two inches in my mouth. I was amazed at how his dick could be soft and yet rock hard at the same time.
"Oh fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Brayden whispered.
I brought my mouth back up his dick and then back down going deeper. His cock got thicker toward the base so I was going to scrape my teeth, until I adjusted my jaw so my teeth receded. At the same time my lips got tighter around his cock. This felt like the right way.
I felt his hand on my head for a second putting pressure to go deeper but then it was gone. My brain was on autopilot as I tried to take more of him, but there was even more after that.
I'd only gone up and down along his pole maybe 4 times when I heard him say something. I was in a fog so all I could make out was the word "cum." Ohh fuck.
I pulled my mouth off just in time to see the first rope explode out of his dick. Follow by another and another that splattered all over his chest. My dick was ready to explode too I jumped on my knees on the bed facing his dick. After two strokes I also shot all over his body. My cum joined his on his stomach with my last blast hitting his crotch.
It took me a second to recover from the euphoria and I looked over at his cum covered body, then at his face. He was also basking in a post orgasm glow.
Post nut clarity hit us both at the same time. His eyes met mine and he got a confused, shocked expression on his face. I jumped off the bed wanting to get away from this. I felt confused and embarrassed. I didn't know where to look or what to do with my hands, so I just looked away.
I had to wipe away drool, or some other bodily liquid off my chin. I could still could taste his dick in my mouth
"Holy fuck," he said almost to himself. I looked over and saw him staring at his cum covered body, from both of our loads. His expression shifted more to amazement. He didn't seem angry or freaked out. Yet. I wasn't sure how I would react if his load was on me.
"Uhhh I got to go to bathroom," I mumbled and turned to leave.
"Bro, put some shorts on," Brayden said with an awkward laugh. Ohh shit I was still naked.
I pulled up my shorts and moved the dresser back.
"Uhhhh Aiden, I need a little help. Could you throw me a shirt", he said gestured to his cum covered body. I picked up a shirt off the floor, threw it over to him and left for the bathroom.
I needed to get this taste out of my mouth. I wanted to brush my teeth but my toothbrush was still in my bag in his room. Luckily there was mouth wash on the counter and I chugged a mouthful and spit it out in the sink.
I looked up in the mirror to see a flushed boy looking back at me. What the fuck did I just do.