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    Quote Originally Posted by justinjeans View Post
    jess -- dont get down. i no u and u r no dork. i think we'll all have moments of doubt as we read r story. read what mexamor and muzakified said. b4 its over every1 will no u r no dork.

    i'm glad u guys think r sty is hot. b asked, but i want 2 no, r u guys getting off 2 this sty or just gettin hard? did u like the twins?

    thanx 4 the comments. i luv em.

    back to work.
    Hi Justin!!! man... this story is soo hot especially the fact I get to talk to the characters! U guys are like celebrities

    Are you kiddin? Not only this story gets me hard but especially the bit about the twins... that's like a fantasy come true ... and they're ya cousins?!

    Thank you soo much for sharin your story with us and HR is doing an amazin job... just don't keep us hangin too long. Bravo!!!

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    Great story and getting better all of the time.
    It was great that Jess would share so many of his fears with Justin and look to him for help. The whole thing with the twins was hot and realistic. Man I wish I had cousins to enhance my sex life like that. I think the cleaning lady could write her version of what happened from all of the evidence she found splattered around. I had hoped that Justin and Jess would get off together but I think it is a better love story to have Jess save himself for Billy. There is a lot of sexual tension to be released and you are doing a fantastic job of relieving it.

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    Well, I'm oficially hooked! Great story! Keep it coming!
    Cum on in.

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    This is the first Story where I've seen the Characters posting Replies themselves! For a while, I was wondering just how "Real" all this was/is! But you know what? I really don't care if it's "Real", or not!!

    FANTASTIC Story! And a truly novel Experience for "Us" Readers!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    I think I may have to stop writing notes to this thing. I keep screwing up. I just sent a note to the wrong story. I forgot I had started reading it and then when I came back to write my note, I fucked up. Anyway, here's what I wrote:

    Jess -- Sorry I didn't check sooner, but I just saw your note. I'm with everyone else. You don't look like a dork -- or even a penis. That was pretty good. You were just really upset about stuff none of us understood. If I thought you were a dork you wouldn't be my best bud. Would you?

    HR -- Where's the next chapter. I thought you said you'd write another chapter every week.

    All you JUB guys out there -- Keep encouraging HR to write more. I know he's spending a lot of time at it. And keeping sending your notes. I love em.

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    Re: I Thought I Knew

    Quote Originally Posted by BillyCanCum View Post
    HR -- Where's the next chapter. I thought you said you'd write another chapter every week.

    All you JUB guys out there -- Keep encouraging HR to write more. I know he's spending a lot of time at it. And keeping sending your notes. I love em.
    I am working on editing Chapter 4 right now. It looks like it will be so long that I will probably post it over two days -- Part I tomorrow and Part II on Thursday. That may happen with some chapters that run particularly long.

    BTW, I'm sure all the other story threads would love to hear from you. What were you reading when you wrote someone else by mistake? Inquiring minds want to know.
    "Reading should be easy. Only the reader should be hard." -- hardreader

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    I think I may have to stop writing notes to this thing. I keep screwing up. I just sent a note to the wrong story. I forgot I had started reading it and then when I came back to write my note, I fucked up. Anyway, here's what I wrote:

    Jess -- Sorry I didn't check sooner, but I just saw your note. I'm with everyone else. You don't look like a dork -- or even a penis. That was pretty good. You were just really upset about stuff none of us understood. If I thought you were a dork you wouldn't be my best bud. Would you?

    HR -- Where's the next chapter. I thought you said you'd write another chapter every week.

    All you JUB guys out there -- Keep encouraging HR to write more. I know he's spending a lot of time at it. And keeping sending your notes. I love em.
    I really didn't expect anyone to take what I got out of the dictionary and use it like that. I didn't mean anything like that, I just believe you should learn something new everyday. Oh, my face is all read right now .

    And as for you HR, I was nearly jumping up and daown fro joy when I read the next two chapters will be here soon . You are a very talented writer and I look forward with unwavering certainty that the next installment will be just as magnicficently and majestically written as the last few.

    Oh, and I am sure that everone here agrees with me when I say thank you ever so much for choosing our humble little (well not so little) community to convey your grand tale. And choosing HR to convey your story was a very insightful and wise choice as he has amazing talent and potential as a writer. You all have become such great celebrities here in our wonderful little haven for sexual exploration and expression. It is most definitally always a absolute joy to hear from any and all of you!

    Endless thanks and love,
    Chris

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    As I had suspected, Chapter 4 ran quite long and so I have broken it into two parts. I won't make you wait another week for the second part of this chapter. Look for it here tomorrow. And remember to always let me know how you like the story. Your comments can keep me working hard.-- HR

    Chapter 4 -- Part I

    From Billy’s viewpoint


    That Wednesday was shaping up to be one of the worst days in my whole fucking life. After school, I’d headed home to my room where I started brooding again about Jess and what he was up to. I was really pissed off, worked up about the whole thing.

    I decided I had to know what was really going on. So I drove to a spot about a block from Jess’ house. From there I had a clear view of the front of his house and could see anyone coming or going. I didn’t have to wait long.

    After about 10 minutes, I saw Jess pull out of his driveway. As I followed discreetly, I wasn’t getting any better idea of where he was heading. He went across town, taking local streets all the way and finally pulled into an Arby’s. Not two minutes later, there was the fag boy on his scooter.

    I saw them get some Arby’s shit and then slink around behind a dumpster out back. That was perfect: Garbage eating garbage in garbage. I couldn’t really see them or what they were doing back there and I didn’t really think about it that much. Mostly I sat and stewed about Jess lying to me and hanging out with this fag kid. What the fuck was going on. Eventually, I saw them leave and I headed home to try to figure out what the fuck.

    ***

    I hadn’t been home that long, when the phone rang. It was Jess saying the project with his mom hadn’t taken all that long and did I want to come on over and hangout, study “and just talk for awhile.” He sounded friendly and sincere, but there was a note of caution in his voice, I thought. He’d better be fucking cautious. At least around me. I’d had enough bullshit.

    I said I’d be over in a little bit. I’d planned to make him wait a long time. Maybe even stand him up. But 30 minutes later I was sitting in his room talking about swim practice, school, whatever. I’d thought about what I was going to say to him when I got there and decided I’d play it cool to start. Not lay out my cards. See if he’d give me any clues as to what he was up to.

    It wasn’t long before the conversation sputtered to a stop. It hadn’t been a conversation really. Just Jess blabbering on about nothing. But now he looked serious, worried, even maybe scared.

    “I’ve got to talk to you about something,” he said and looked down in his lap, pausing. He didn’t look good at all. Mad as I was at him, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Jess. He’d been my best bud all his life and something was really bothering him. Don’t get me wrong. I was still pissed at the fucker. It was like last night was starting all over again and I didn’t want that.

    “You OK?” I asked.

    “Yeah,” he said. But I knew he was bullshitting me about that, too. “There’s something I’ve got to tell you.”

    “So tell me.”

    Jess fixed one of those stares on me, looking deep in my eyes. I knew he was trying to show that smile, the one he showed only to me. “First, no matter what happens, I will always love you. You’re the best friend a guy could have. You are more important to me than Ellie, my mom, my dad. More than anyone.”

    “OK. So what do you have to tell me?”

    He looked down at his hands and said quietly, but very distinctly, “Billy, I’m gay.”

    “What? You’re no faggot. What about Ellie? What about all the other girls? What about having your cock in Susan’s mouth? You’re not a fag. What’s this all about?”

    And then it started to pour out of him. How he’d never done more than feel a girl up, and not even that with Ellie. How the thing with Susan was a stunt the two of them had cooked up. They knew everyone was going to be coming to his house after a party and they left the door ajar. There was nothing going on between them. His dick had been in her mouth about a second. Just long enough to secure both of their reputations. After that, no one thought she was a lesbian and his reputation as a cocksman was secured for life.

    Jess told me how he’d been getting more and more interested in guys’ bodies, guys with bodies like mine. It kind of creeped me out the way he was talking about liking my body. I was glad I was dressed head to toe.

    He told me how he’d started going commando. How he liked to eat his cum, which I really didn’t need to hear. How he was sure he was gay and he couldn’t keep that secret from me any longer.

    He looked so scared, so lonely, such a shell of the macho, fun-loving guy I had known. My best-friend instincts kicked in. I couldn’t help it. As much as I hated everything he’d just told me, as much as I didn’t want it to be true, in my heart, I knew it must be.

    Because even as he was telling me this shit, I couldn’t help but to think back to that day years ago when I walked into his room and saw him standing there with his hard cock in his hand. How he’d smiled at me with that special smile and said, “So, how do you like it?” How he’d talked me into sitting on his bed with him and jerking off until my cum flowed for the first time. I should have known right then that the fucking world was taking a bad turn. But it felt so good back then. We were so hot and such good friends.

    Then Jess looked up at me and smiled and said, “You know, whatever happens I’ll always love you.”

    And now here we were and everything was fucked.

    He’d said he loved me before, but each time I’d been changing “love” to “like” in my mind. “Like” was how I felt about him. Not love.

    “I’ll still be your best bud, Jess, but I can’t be your love whatever. I can’t do that stuff. I’m not like that. I’ll be the best fucking friend you could ask for.” I regretted my choice of words as soon as they left my mouth. Jess didn’t seem to notice. “But that’s all I can be. And if you’ve got any other secrets, keep ‘em to yourself. This is enough for me to chew on for now.” I tried to smile and he sort of smiled back.

    We talked about it a little longer and then I said I really needed to get home and study. I really needed time to think and be alone.

    ***

    In my room that night I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know how to sort through what I’d heard. I didn’t know what to do. But as I tried to make sense of it all, I kept coming back to that fag kid. And the more I thought about it, the more I was certain it was all his fault. That he’d done something to Jess to change him. That’s how fags were. Tricky. But this little fag boy was gonna be sorry he ever messed with my best bud.

    ***

    Things were a little strained with me and Jess at school the next day. We sat together at lunch with our friends and talked about regular shit. As lunch wound down, I excused myself and headed off on an errand. I wanted to find that fag guy Justin.

    It didn’t take long. He was standing alone in front of his locker, right where I had seen him with Jess Tuesday after school.

    “Do you know who I am?” I said, trying to sound menacing.

    He looked right at me and smiled. I hadn’t expected him to smile. “Sure, you’re Jess’ friend, Billy. I thought I might be hearing from you.”

    I was really thrown off my plan. He was being charming, not cowering the way I imagined it. I was at a loss for words. After an awkward pause, I said, “Well, we need to talk.”

    “Sure,” he said as casually as could be. I obviously wasn’t projecting the fag-hating attitude I’d planned.

    “Behind the classroom annex. Five o’clock. Don’t be late. And you better be alone,” I said.

    Suddenly I realized someone might see me talking to this fag. I looked around. No one was paying any attention. As I turned back, Justin was closing his locker and walking away, casually saying over his shoulder, “Then I’ll see you at 5.”

    ***

    When I got there after swim practice, the gay kid was already waiting. Again he looked completely at ease. And for the first time, I realized he wasn’t the shrimpy little kid I pictured him as being in my mind. He was about my size and build. I could take him in a fair fight, but his body was a lot more than I’d imagined. He was wearing expensive jeans and a T-Shirt that showed off his chest and arms. It was obvious he worked out.

    Before I could say anything, he greeted me saying, “So, Jess already talked to you, I guess.”

    “About what?” I asked, not wanting to give away my hand. This wasn’t even close to what I had planned to happen.

    Justin told me pretty much the same shit Jess had told me the night before. There was nothing new here, except that it popped in my head that Jess had told the fag boy about being gay before he’d told me. That kind of hurt. But when I heard Jess had told him I was gay and deep in the closet, that was it.

    “He told you that? That I’m gay, too? That’s shit. I’m no fag. He didn’t say that!”

    “I’m pretty sure that’s what he said. He told me you guys jack off together and stuff all the time. Have for years. I think that’s what he said.”

    “Man, we haven’t jacked off together since we were kids. It was just kid stuff. Experimenting or whatever. That doesn’t mean fuck.”

    “Maybe I misunderstood, but I thought he told me you two were still really close.”

    “We are,” I said. “But not like that.”

    We talked a little more and then Justin looked apologetic and said he’d have to go. He was in some kind of trouble with his parents and had to be home by 6 that night, even though they wouldn’t be home until 8. Sometimes they called to check. He said he really wanted to continue the talk, because Jess had come to him for help and he thought maybe he could help both of us.

    I told him I didn’t have my car and he offered me a ride on his scooter. He said he was sure his parents would let him give me a ride home later, as long as he came straight back home. And then he smiled at me and I felt I sort of liked the guy. He was trying to help.

    He warned me it would be a little cozy with two on his bike, but not to worry if I sprang a boner. The vibration and the heat of being pressed so close together made it happen to almost every guy he gave a ride to.

    “I don’t think either one of us needs to worry about that,” I said, meaning it as a put down. But for some reason, I glanced at his crotch as I said it and he noticed. He had the most incredible package I’d ever seen. Once again, nothing was going as I planned.

    As I climbed on the scooter behind him, I had this incredible image of Justin’s bulging crotch stuck in my mind. He looked like something out of one of those Abercrombie ads, where the guy is standing there with the package any guy would die to sport. This pretty gay boy had a crotch to drive women wild. I had to remember to ask him where he got those jeans.

    So we headed off to his place. Me in back a bit disconcerted. Gay guy with the perfect bulging crotch up front, probably smiling like he always seemed to be.

    That vision of his crotch was caught in my mind, along with his not-to-worry-if-I-sprang-a-boner line. I was a normal, horny 18-year-old with his crotch bouncing up and down against a warm ass on this fucking little scooter. Of course, I got a woody. Worse than a woody. The biggest raging hard-on I’d had in months. It was trapped in my jeans, rubbing his warm ass, bouncing along the road.

    “I told you,” Justin said turning his head back towards me so I could hear.

    I saw the smile on his face. He loved this. Me, on the other hand? I was really feeling uncomfortable, my dick oozing pre-cum, all bound up against his bouncing ass.

    After a couple more minutes, already feeling the pre-cum dribbling down around my nuts, I realized where this was heading. “I think you need to pull over,” I said.

    “It’s only a few more blocks,” he said, looking back and smiling again. I could swear that as he turned back, he wiggled his tight ass against my dick on purpose. That was it. I wrapped my arms tighter around his waist, clenched my jaw and moaned, “Oh, shit!” I pressed my face against his back and tried to stop the feeling. But the bouncing. His hot ass. That image of his perfect crotch. I could feel my balls tighten up. I could feel that tightening sensation rising in my crotch. I could feel my hot cock try to harden even more and then, with Justin’s hot ass bouncing up and down against my rock hard cock, I started to cum. I groaned and held him tight as a shiver ran through my entire body.

    And it just didn’t stop. I knew this was one cum I would remember. Not just for the circumstances. It was huge, even for me. It was still pumping out, releasing all that pent up boy juice. Soaking my underwear, my jeans and . . . Oh, shit. I knew it must be soaking through to Justin’s jeans, too. And then that image of his hot crotch flashed back in my mind and I came even more.

    Justin wiggled his butt against my crotch. I was sure it was intentional. He looked back at me again and said, “That was a first.”

    ***

    When we got to his house, I was mortified. I’d never done anything like that . . . not with a guy.

    Continued tomorrow
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    Wow, that was a bit of an unexpected chapter. It was still really good. Excellent job as always HR. It was a bit confusing a couple of times, but I think that was because I was reading too fast. I didn't really expect anything Billy did in this chapter but I should have seen it all from all the foreshadowing in the previous chapter. I like how Billy's attempts at revenge and proving his anti-gayness (to himself, subconsiously) are actually working against him and causing the reverse effect. Oh and the whole part with Billy and Justin on the scooter was pretty hot .

    A couple of parts don't seem to fit very well (facts, pieces of dialog). But then agian it never does need to, sometimes that makes the difference between good and great writing. I can not wait for tomorrow and another chapter, wooooooo!!!!

    Once again HR, great writing, keep it up!
    Chris

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    Re: I Thought I Knew

    i cant b leave u ended the sty there. thats just where it gets hot. u better get us all off 2moro.

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    Hey, Thanks, I shouldn't think you have any readers who aren't hard after the last few paragraphs !!!!
    Next part please!
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    Another beautiful chapter that worth the wait! I agreed with cks53200. there was a bit confusing. Maybe because you switched to many short scenes. Other than that This chapter was beautifully descripted and I love the beautiful friendship Bill and Jess has/had. Can't wait for the rest of the chapter tomorrow.

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    Great chapter. I thought the scooter ride was great.

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    That was hot, even though for Billy it wasn't meant to be. Your doing a great job of writing this. I'll definitely be tuned in for the rest.

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    Wonderful and hot, can`t wait for more.

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    Damn, HR,

    I am leaving early in the morning for a weeks vacation in the mountains and you left me with a cliffhanger that will haunt me for the entire week... You just wait, karma will get you....lol Great story!

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    Chapter 4 -- Part II
    From Billy's viewpoint

    When we got to Justin's house, I was mortified. I’d never done anything like that . . . not with a guy. I was glad to see we’d pulled right into the garage where people couldn’t see us, because my huge cum load had made a mess that would be hard to miss. My crotch was soaked. When I got off the scooter and saw the butt of Justin’s jeans, I couldn’t believe it. His jeans were really wet with my cum. The seat of his scooter all smeared with my cum. I could feel it dripping down my thighs. Oh, fuck!

    Justin got off his scooter and surveyed the situation. “Nice job, Billy. Need a change of clothes?” was all he said.

    I nodded sheepishly and we headed inside.

    We went up to his room and he told me to strip off my pants. As I started to, I realized I’d be left standing there in my cum-soaked white briefs. Everything would be visible.

    Justin seemed to read my mind. “Don’t worry. I’ve seen cum and cocks before and I won’t attack you.”

    I pulled off my jeans and the smell of cum, which was already obvious, flooded out. I noticed Justin inhale deeply and smile.

    “That’s gross,” I said.

    “That’s great,” Justin said, still smiling and looking straight at my cum-soaked briefs, my still semi-hard cock very visibly cradled in the transparent fabric. I glared at him.

    “Hey, I saw you looking at my junk earlier. Fair is fair,” he said and laughed.

    I couldn’t help but laugh, too. This did all seem pretty funny just now. And I didn’t feel threatened or mad at Justin.

    He turned around showing me once again the cum spot I’d left on his butt. Then, with his back still turned, he pulled his jeans off. He wasn’t wearing underwear and I could see how tight his ass was. He did work out. What a tight butt! That’s what I’d been rubbing against. That’s what I’d fucking cum on. Oh fuck, I'd just creamed this faggot’s tight butt.

    But as I watched Justin, he was so relaxed with all this. He didn’t give a shit. Didn’t feel threatened. Wasn’t taking advantage. Suddenly, I was jealous of him somehow. I couldn’t quite explain it, but the freedom he obviously felt with all of this was quite liberating. Before I knew it, I’d said, “Fair is fair. You can see my cock; I should get to see yours.”

    “Sure,” he said and turned around. His cock was bigger than mine. It was far from soft. Angling out from his crotch, it looked sort of seductive . . . and big.

    “Nice,” I said. And then as an afterthought, “And thanks.” He reached down and tugged on it a couple of times. It got a lot bigger fast.

    I tried not to stare as I told him I hoped I hadn’t fucked up his jeans, because they sure had looked great on him. “I’d love to be able to afford jeans like that.”

    He said he had an extra pair just like them in my size that he’d never even worn and I was welcome to borrow them.

    “How do you know my size?” I asked.

    “Didn’t you know I work at A&F. I can tell anybody’s size just by looking. Besides, you’re the same size I am.” As he handed me the jeans, he added, "But you better take those cum-soaked underwear off first.”

    As I slipped the new jeans on against my bare cock and balls, they felt great. The low-rise cut hugged my package like a friendly hand, cradling me just right. It was really erotic. I loved them. “God, these are fucking fantastic. I don’t even care what they cost. I’ve gotta get a pair for me.”

    “Hey, man, they’re yours. You look great in them. They show off your crotch really nice. What are you, eight inches hard probably?”

    “They teach you that at Abercrombie, too?” I was shocked by how casually he talked about this stuff. “I never measured my dick . . . hard or soft,” I lied. Then I remembered his offer of the jeans. “I can’t accept the jeans. I’ll get them washed and back to you soon.”

    We shot the shit for a while. What it was like working at A&F. How I liked swimming. Other stuff. And then we turned back to the key topic: Jess.

    “So what’s gonna happen now?” Justin asked.

    “I don’t know. I’ve been trying to figure that out. I think he wants me to do sex stuff with him, but I don’t think I can.”

    “You just shot a huge load of cum on my ass and you say you can’t do sex stuff.” Justin meant it as a joke and I guess it was kind of funny.

    “Maybe you could do what you guys started off doing. Just jacking off together,” Justin said, now serious. “That’s not gay, but I bet Jess would appreciate sharing the intimacy with you.”

    “What’s intimate about jacking off together?” I asked.

    “Well, when you wrap your hand around his hard . . .”

    “Wait. Stop right there. I thought you meant just being in the same room when we each jacked our own meat. I’m not gonna touch his cock.”

    “It was just an idea. I thought maybe he’d see how far you were willing to go to be his friend and to help him get through the hard time he’s having. I’m still not sure that he doesn’t think you’re gay, but once he knows your not, he’ll understand you have limits. Jerking him off seems easy enough. It’s no big deal. Lots of straight guys do it all the time. There's nothing gay about it. It just a way of getting off.”

    We talked about it for a few more minutes. It didn’t seem too bad an idea. Maybe I could do it. Maybe I could jack Jess off. I wasn’t really sure.

    “But I wouldn’t even know how to jerk off another guy.”

    “There’s nothing to it,” he said.

    “Well, do you stand behind and reach around like it’s your own dick? Or do you stand in front? One hand or two? I don’t have a clue about this guy-on-guy sex shit.”

    “It sounds like you’ve got some pretty good ideas. Just remember, guy sex is the easiest. If it feels good to you, it’ll feel good for him. Can I show you?”

    “What?”

    “I’ll jack you off once, so you can see what it’s like. Then if you decide to be a best friend to Jess, you’ll know how.”

    “I’m not letting you jack me off. What if someone found out?” I said.

    “Hey, man, you just creamed all over my ass. No one is going to find out.” Reminding me that I’d just cum on his ass seemed to be his answer to all my objections.

    We kept on talking until the new jeans Justin had just lent me were tossed on his bed and he was wrapping his big warm hand around my still sticky dick.

    “Your cum has dried too much to use as lube,” he said and spit a big glob right into his palm. Then he wrapped his palm around my soft cock and started to lube me up with his spit.

    Neither of us talked as he knelt in front of me stroking my cock. I didn’t think anything was going to happen when he first started, but after a little while, actually just a few strokes, I could feel my blood start to flow and my dick lengthen in his hand.

    He looked up at me and smiled. I looked away.

    He kept up his stroking and didn’t need any more spit. My pre-cum was soon lube enough. It was flowing freely from my cockhead, making his hand feel like silk as it stroked the full length of my now rock hard cock.

    Now I had to look. This felt so incredible. Every inch of my big cock was alive with the strange action it was getting. I could see my cockhead smiling atop my tower of manmeat. Justin was smiling, too. Stroking long and easy. Up and down. Sliding in my oozing pre-cum. Keeping me close to the edge. Getting ready to pop my nut. He was making my whole body go limp as all my blood flowed into my cock. This did feel so much better than when I beat my own meat. He wasn’t jerking me off. He was caressing my cock long and slow. My cock seemed to fit better in his palm than mine. And it certainly felt better, bigger, hotter, harder in his palm. Why couldn’t it feel this way all the time? Ohhhh!

    Even though I had just blown a huge load on Justin’s scooter and, I couldn’t forget, on Justin’s ass, I could feel the urges rising in my groin. My nuts were tightening.

    “It won’t be long now,” I said in almost a whisper, my stomach tightening so much it was hard to talk, to even breath.

    “I know,” he said softly, his face so close to my cock I could feel his warm breath on my cockhead. He quickened his pace, giving special attention to my cockhead.

    Pre-cum was dripping off my balls and spotting the floor below. I couldn’t worry about the mess, I was feeling nothing but pleasure. Justin now had two hands wrapped tight around my aching eight inches and was stroking me faster and faster.

    I gasped and instinctively reached for his head to steady myself. And then I started to cum. It was huge again. The first shot rose two or even three inches straight up. I could feel its release from my cockhead and at the same time Justin’s hands still pumping me. Pumping me for more. More of my hot cum.

    Cum was flowing from my cock. I watched as Justin’s strokes slowed and my warm, creamy cum covered his fingers. Thick globs of cum dribbled down my cockshaft and my balls. Strings of sticky cum dripped down my legs. I came so much, some just splashed to the floor. It felt so good. Smelled so good. God, I was drained.

    “Feel good?” Justin asked. He got up and absent-mindedly wiped his cum-covered hands on his abs and chest as though he did this every day.

    “Oh, god, yeah.” I had to sit down, not even realizing at first that I was getting cum all over Justin’s bedcover.

    I reached down and wrapped my hand around my cock, comparing that feel to how Justin’s warm hands had felt. There was no comparison.

    “Justin,” his mother called. “Are you up there?”

    It snapped me out of my daze and back to the moment.

    “Yeah, mom. I’m with a friend. We’ll be down in a minute.”

    I wiped myself off with a towel Justin gave me and then pulled on the jeans, the great jeans Justin had lent me.

    “You may want to put a little of this on,” he said, handing me some cologne. I must have looked as puzzled as I felt. “To cover the smell of all that man juice you’ve been shooting tonight.”

    When we were presentable, we went down and exchanged pleasantries with his parents. They seemed nice enough, but not too happy that Justin had invited someone over. And we left.

    We decided that I better drive the scooter. Even though I had just cum twice, I didn’t want it to happen again. I didn’t want to fuck up these great jeans.

    So Justin climbed on behind me. We hadn’t gone a block and I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass. The tables had turned. I wriggled my butt the way he had to me. I turned and said, “Fair is fair.”

    “You want me to cum on your ass?” he asked.

    I told him he better not screw up these jeans. I liked them too much. With that, he pressed his big hard dick against me and held me tight, his hands suspiciously close to my crotch, which, hard as it was to believe, was starting to feel good again. So good.

    We made it to my house without further incident . . .or accident. I thanked Justin for the ride “and everything. I really appreciate you trying to help.”

    “I just wanted to give a guy a hand,” he said and flashed that incredible smile. “Now you should think about doing the same for Jess.”

    I waved goodnight and went inside.
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    Soooo Hot. Thanx for writing this great story.

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    Well, Billy, I guess you must have told me the "toned down" version of that night at Justin's. The way you told it to HR sounds a little more "involved."

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    HR!!! This is getting really juicy..... don't keep us waiting too long!

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    Another incredible chapter HR. I just now realize that I have to wait about a week for another chapter. I love stories on this site but I hate it when I read something soooo great and then have to wait for the next part (just like with a good book, movie, or television show). Anyways, this story is sooo hot. Apparantly, Billy is coming to grips with his sexuality. As for Justin, he is pretty sly. I am so curious to see Jess' reaction to the new Billy. HR your writing is just fantabuluos, lol.

    Trying to not got completely insane while waiting for chapter 5,
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    Wonderful chapter,Thank you HR
    Billy is certainly having an awakening!!
    What now??
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    Quote Originally Posted by JustJess View Post
    Well, Billy, I guess you must have told me the "toned down" version of that night at Justin's. The way you told it to HR sounds a little more "involved."
    I told you this whole story. It just sounds different when HR writes it down. You shouldn't be upset by it now. It's all history. When it happened it didn't seem like that big a deal. What I let Justin do was to help you. Compared to you telling me you were gay, it didn't seem like that big a deal.

    I didn't hide anything from you about that day. I think you need to trust HR and try and relax.

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    Well, guys, I didn't hear that much back from you about how you liked Chapter 4. I hope you aren't so shy about commenting on Chapter 5. Remember, your encouragement and comments keep a lot of us motivated to write.

    Chapter 5
    From Justin's viewpoint

    The ride to Billy’s house, with him driving my scooter and me behind, had just about put me over the edge. I was no more immune to the vibrations of my scooter than anyone else. It was one of the few things I liked about it. Everywhere I went, I got a special buzz going in my crotch.

    During the ride, it was obvious to me and my dick that Billy was making me hotter and harder on purpose, wiggling his ass and stuff. I came close to blowing my wad all over him, the same way he’d shot his wad on my ass earlier. But I held off. It was a good thing, too. I knew I would have to walk right past my parents to get to my room when I got home. Seeing my crotch soaked, even in my own cum, would have been too much for them to behold. If I’d cum in my jeans and they saw it, it wouldn’t be cool. Not to brag, but I can cum just as much as Billy.

    When I got back from dropping Billy off, I was really aroused. My cock was horny, hot and hard. Showing off through my jeans. A nine-inch boner that wanted to get free. It wasn’t any surprise to me. After all, Billy had gotten off twice -- once all over my hot ass and once with my hand wrapped around that wonderful dick of his. My balls had been teased for the past couple of hours and my nuts were ready to blow. Thinking about Billy and how he’d cum on my ass and then in my hand wasn’t cooling me down. My god, Jess was right. That boy could cum.

    My parents didn’t seem to notice the large bulge in my jeans, or the obvious wet spot where pre-cum had soaked through. My mom fixed a plate for me to take up to my room and eat while I studied. I stood strategically on the far side of the counter, concealing the throbbing hard-on that was far more important to me at that minute than dinner.

    When I got to my room, the first thing I did after locking my door was to grab the cum-soaked jeans Billy had left behind. I put my face right in the damp crotch and inhaled. Heavenly. His cum smelled like fruit and I loved it. The smell was so strong that I thought I could taste his cum by inhaling those fumes. Intoxicated by the smell, I couldn’t resist. I licked the crotch and truly tasted Billy’s cum. It wasn’t as good as tasting his fresh warm cum, but it was keeping me rock hard. I wanted to suck him off so bad. The jeans had already started to dry and stiffen a bit, but I could still feel plenty of the moistness of his cum on my cheeks and lips as I rubbed them across my face.

    I set Billy’s cum-covered jeans on my bed. I noticed for the first time that cum stains were also obvious on my bedspread, where Billy had sat dripping cum earlier. Cool, I thought.

    I took off my own jeans, leaving me wearing nothing but the cum-drenched underwear Billy had been wearing when he blew his wad all over my butt on the scooter. During all the sexual excitement, I’d been able to swipe Billy’s sperm-flooded briefs without his noticing. Goddamn that had felt sexy as I slipped them on. His slimy man cum wrapped around every fiber of those briefs. And my cock and balls nestled in amongst all Billy’s jizz. Billy had been so excited about the new A&Fs I’d given him, he’d never even noticed his briefs were “gone.”



    Now, still wearing Billy’s briefs, I slipped on his cummy jeans as well and buttoned the fly. All but the top button. I lay back on my bed and groped myself through the moist sticky fabric of his jeans and his briefs. I was so hard. Really hard and really hot. My cock was so sensitive and ready for action. I had to get off. I let my mind imagine how his hot dick had been where my hot dick was now. I could imagine his dick so clearly. I had just been holding it in my hand a short while ago. In my mind I could see it getting bigger and harder and hotter in these very jeans. That big cock of his pressing up against my bubble butt on my scooter. Wiggling my sexy ass against that hard pole of his. Our dicks both rubbing against this cum soaked fabric. Rubbing my hard cock against his hard cock. The friction of our hot drooling cockheads sliding against each other. Billy shoving his big straight cock up my ass as he wriggled his butt and . . .

    My fantasies and memories did the trick. I was cumming. Cumming like crazy. Lost in this dream where he was me and I was him and both of us were each other. My cum was shooting, flowing, oozing out. My cock was roaring with sensations so intense it felt like it could fly apart. My hand still rubbed against the denim. My fingers coated in my cum. My cum mixed with his cum. It wasn’t only in my mind. Our man juices really were mingling inside these jeans and it felt so good. I wanted to live in those cum drenched jeans forever, adding load after load after load of my cum. And Billy’s cum. To our cum. Keeping this magical denim warm and squishy and wrapped around my hot twitching dick. Making me happy.

    Could it be? Could Billy and I find common ground to bring to life all these sex fantasies that were whirling through my mind? I so wanted it to be.

    Then the cum that had been forced through the denim and oozed through my fingers started to cool. Reality started to set in. Billy was straight. What happened tonight was unbelievably hot, but the chances of it happening again were almost non-existent.

    Sure, when I had dropped Billy off at his house, he seemed to be cool with what had happened between us. Maybe, I thought, just maybe he is deep in the closet, deep in self-denial. Maybe there was a chance he was gay and didn’t know it. Couldn’t admit it. My mind reached for straws. Maybe he just needed someone like me to help him find his way out. I gave my cummy crotch another squeeze and felt my dick stir.

    Then I realized that if by some long-shot Billy was gay, he’d be Jess’ cum pump. Not mine. No matter how things played out, I lost.

    I stewed about that for a few minutes and was feeling pissed off at the world. It always seemed to work out better for everyone else. Life seemed unfair to me in so many ways. So I did what I always do when I get pissed at my shitty life. I decided to jerk myself off . . . again. Nobody else was going to do it.

    I stripped off Billy’s jeans and underwear, rejecting any hope of getting it on with him again. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. What I saw was a hot guy with a good bod. Better than good. Fucking great! And I smiled at myself. Who wouldn’t want to fuck me and my great bubble butt. Who wouldn’t want me to cum for them. Because, boy, I could cum. I could cum as much as Billy, but mine came in shots like Jess said his cum did. I was a better cum machine than either of them .

    And that realization seemed to piss me off even more. Finally as I angrily jacked my raging nine-inch hard-on, lubed with my own free-flowing pre-cum, I led myself by my cock back into my bedroom. I threw Billy’s jeans and briefs, both drenched in our co-mingled sperm, on my bed. They were right where Billy had sat after the hand-job I had given him. He’d been exhausted and dripping cum on my bedspread. Thinking about it made my nuts pull up tight. My balls were churning with the need for action and I could feel my cum boiling up in me like a volcano ready to blow.

    I gave Billy’s jeans one last longing look, leaned back, growled and pumped my big cock with both hands. Jacked myself hard. From cockhead to balls and back again.Cum flew out of my cockslit. It was so hot, so swollen, so much. I just fired load after load. Maybe 12 big shots. I wasn’t counting. And then my thick creamy white cum just flowed from the end of my cock. Coating my cockhead and dripping down on my bed. My cum flowed a lot like Billy’s cum flowed. A lot like Billy’s.

    Then I threw myself down on my totally messed bed and felt completely alone and sad.

    There was no comfort in cumming alone that night. It had felt like I was using some superpower to destroy my enemies when I shot my load all over the bed and Billy’s jeans. But when I was done, what was it? Cooling cum. Lots and lots of cum. Almost enough to float in. Alone.

    ***

    When I got up in the morning, the first thing in my head was “Thank god it’s Friday.” I didn’t think I could take too much more of this week. I got up and took my morning wood to the shower. As always I left my first load of the day to wash down the drain with the soapsuds.

    When I walked back into my bedroom, I was struck by the stains all over my bedspread and the two pairs of cum-stained jeans. Oh, yeah, there was Billy’s underwear, too. I thought about trying to clean the mess up, at least a little, but quickly said fuck it. In this shitty household, it was my job to cum and the stupid, born-again cleaning lady’s job to clean it up. I only regretted I hadn’t shot my morning load all over the mirror, the way I did when the twins were here.

    ***

    At school, my life still sucked. I was in a funk and everything seemed to piss me off. Somehow I got thinking during math class how I was just a month or two younger than most of the seniors. My luck to be born in August. A month too young to start school with most of the kids I had grown up with.

    Now guys like Billy and Jess and all their hot-shot senior friends looked down on juniors like me.

    At lunch, Billy was holding court at his usual table. Twice I heard him say something about “faggots.” The second time he said it, I’d had it. I got up and headed for the quadrangle. I needed some space.

    I could hardly believe that the night before I was going crazy to cum in his jeans and today . . . today I couldn’t stand to be in the same room with him.

    I was startled when I felt a hand rest on my shoulder. I jumped up only to find Jess standing behind me. “I followed you out,” Jess said. I understand you talked to Billy last night. How did it go? Is everything OK?”

    I took a deep breath and let it out slowly and dramatically. I looked up at Jess. He looked so hopeful.

    “He’s not blaming you, is he?” Jess asked with real concern. “I know how he can twist things around and I wouldn’t want this to backfire on you.”

    “No, no, nothing like that. Well, maybe at first. But we talked and he really likes you . . . likes you as a friend, I mean. He wants to understand, but it’s hard for him.” I was surprised by the words coming out of my mouth. “I mean, he wants to be your friend . . . your best friend . . . still. He wants to do whatever he can to make this whole thing better for you. As a matter of fact, he sort of surprised me.”

    I found myself softening, my anger ebbing. That good feeling I had for Billy when we parted was coming back. And why? I don’t know. It just was. He wasn’t a bad guy. Just a little stupid in some ways.

    “Have you guys had a chance to talk since last night?” I asked, suddenly realizing that if there was an update, I wanted it.

    No, they hadn’t talked, he said. But they had a double date that night and Billy had said he wanted to talk to Jess afterwards.

    “Good luck, Jess,” was all I said. But in my mind I was thinking, Double date? Straight guys? Who could ever understand them?

    -----

    So until next Wednesday, stay hard and stay happy. And don't forget to tell me how you like the story so far.
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    Another great chapter HR. I was suprised to see you posted and then realized that it was Wednesday, how time flies. Poor Justin, I know what that feels like. Can't wait to see him get whats comming to him (or in this case cumming ). Or perhaps I'm just being to presumptous, or uncharacteristically optimistic (I'm quite the pecsimist). Soooo can't wait for next Wednesday and more between Jess and Billy . I'm just dying to see how that turns out.

    Oh, and on a side note, do you have any estimation of how many chapters there will be in this story? Just curious.

    Thanks and keep it hard HR,
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    Quote Originally Posted by hardreader View Post
    Well, guys, I didn't hear that much back from you about how you liked Chapter 4. I hope you aren't so shy about commenting on Chapter 5. Remember, your encouragement and comments keep a lot of us motivated to write.
    The reason for the slow responses might come from the fact that the story has gotten 90% cum-centric. Nothing wrong with that (everyone has his kinks, I know I have mines). But AFAIK sperm smelling and handling is not such a big hit among the general gay population.

    Maybe balancing more mainstream content along with the cum ?

    Anyways, great chapter. And kudos for the innovating idea of having the main characters interacting in the forum!
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    Quote Originally Posted by Apollux View Post
    The reason for the slow responses might come from the fact that the story has gotten 90% cum-centric. . . . Maybe balancing more mainstream content along with the cum ?
    I really appreciate the feedback. I'd be interested to know if others agree. I already took a few minutes to see what changes I might make in chapter 6 in keeping with your suggestion.
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    I thought it was pretty hot myself. Not that is really my thing but then again I never really thoght about that way. I think your doing just fine don't change a thing. This story seems to have loads of possibilities. Want to see how Jess and Billy work this situation out and hope Justin's luck changes for the better. Hem! Maybe a threesome. Just a thought,

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    Ya, I didn't feel like I needed to say anything earlier but I agree with Apollux. The whole thing with the coveting of the cum soaked jeans really wasn't my kinda thing either. Although, it probably could have worked out more if the scene was toned down a bit and the scenario was modified slightly, but that's just my opinion. Still love the writing HR and am looking forward to next Wenesday!

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    Yes, looking forwards to the next chapter. Thanks
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    Actually, I've been finding this entire story MOST Intriguing! Yes! It may be a bit "cum-centric" (Great phrase, btw!), but it has aroused memories, at least for Me, of what it was like being a Guy in that age range! Wild, Raging, Hormones!! Crazy, Powerful, Urges!! And the DRIVE to "Get It On"!! (Even from just the thought of a tiny Breeze!!)

    Of course, in My case, I'm looking back down that road from a far distance away from those years! But, from what I can remember, HR, you're putting into words what my over-stressed brain was feeling, but was unable to interpret into any sense of coherent thought, during those times!

    I am very Grateful for the time, effort, and Talent, that you're putting into this "Adventure"! Please continue as you have been! I'm eagerly looking forward to More!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    HR,

    I don't think anything was wrong with this chapter, in fact I think it was hot as hell.. I am sure any young guy going through the scenario you wrote would do the same. A gay man jerking off a straight man and not being able to relieve himself, coming home to find the evidence and still horny as hell would do just what Justin did. Can't wait for Wednesday to find out what happens. By the way, I survived the week in the mountains after that last cliffhanger...just barely...lol

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    Quote Originally Posted by Apollux View Post
    The reason for the slow responses might come from the fact that the story has gotten 90% cum-centric. Nothing wrong with that (everyone has his kinks, I know I have mines). But AFAIK sperm smelling and handling is not such a big hit among the general gay population.
    i have 2 speak up 4 hr on this. We all no he is "cum-centric." i call him cum crazy. either way he's cc. but r sty is cc bcuz i am and B and jess r probably cc 2. hr asked a lot of qs about cum when he interviewed me. i had a lot 2 say.

    i dont no if im cc bcuz of the twins and the way they showed me 2 b gay. or mayb its bcuz i cum so much. if u cum as much as i do, u either end up luving cum or hating it. u can't ignore it. i luv it and i guess thats not every1s bag. but dont blame hr. hes doing a good job i think.

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    Quote Originally Posted by cks53200 View Post
    Oh, and on a side note, do you have any estimation of how many chapters there will be in this story? Just curious.
    Chris
    Sorry to be so slow getting back to you, but I somehow didn't realize I hadn't answered this question. I've got this project mapped out as about 26 chapters. So that would make it about a six-month run at this rate.

    Chapter 6 is ready to go for tomorrow. So stay tuned.
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    Chapter 6

    From Jess’ viewpoint

    Our double date was a dud. The four of us -- Billy and a girl he was seeing named Kate, and Ellie and me -- had gotten some fast food first. Then we headed to the movies, not sure what we wanted to see. Sixteen movies showing and there wasn’t shit that we wanted to see. So we headed to Billy’s favorite parking spot.

    Billy and Kate started making out in the front seat. Ellie just wanted to whisper in my ear how much she really loved me as she nibbled on my earlobe. Of course, she expected me to whisper stuff back. There was a little kissing, which picked up after awhile. But the hottest it ever got in that backseat was her putting her hand over my cock, which was still in my pants. Of course, it started to get hard. That’s what horny teenage boys’ cocks do when they’re touched. She gave it a little squeeze of encouragement from time to time as we continued to french. When I finally got impatient and put my hand over hers and forced her to squeeze my growing hard-on, she sat up straight and said she had to get home. And shouldn’t Billy and I be getting rest the night before a swim meet. All I wanted was a simple handjob. Couldn’t she just stroke me till I got off? Even in my pants. I didn’t give a shit. I just thought she owed me that much.

    That’s how Billy and I came to be sitting in my room talking by 10:30. It was common for us to go back to my room after a date and just shoot the shit. But, that Friday night, we both knew there was something on our agenda we were talking our way around.

    Finally, after a long pause, Billy asked, “Are you going to tell Ellie . . . you know . . . about you . . . I mean being gay, or whatever?”

    “Sure,” I said flippantly, responding to a question I didn’t have a clue how to answer. I played the smart ass who couldn’t care less. “I’m gonna go down on one knee like I’m gonna propose to her and then I’ll look into her eyes and say proudly, “Ellie, I’m gay. So, how do you like it?”

    We both laughed, but without much enthusiasm.

    “So, you talked to Justin?” I said.

    “Yeah. I think it helped me understand some stuff.”

    “Are we still best friends?” I asked.

    “Sure we are. We always will be. But you have to understand that I don’t love you. I don’t understand this gay stuff, but I’m gonna try. Just don’t push me. I really am gonna try. But I’ve got limits. There are things straight guys just can’t do. But after talking to Justin, I realized maybe there are a few things that any two guys – straight guys, I mean – could do together that you might like. Things we never tried.”

    “Like what?” I wasn’t sure where this was headed.

    “Well, he told me there were things you might like me to do . . . things that maybe I could do to you sometimes.”

    I blushed so hard I could feel the heat rising from my face. Justin must have told him about my wanting him to cum on me. Is that where this was headed? Billy thought I wanted him to cum all over me. Shit, my universe was expanding fast. Billy might be willing to cum on me? Oh, my god!

    And then Billy looked me in the eye, so warm and caring, and he laid one of his big, hot hands right over my crotch. Well, as I told you before, my cock responds to being touched and that’s exactly what it did.

    Billy wasn’t passive like Ellie. He was gently rubbing my cock, stretching it, caressing it through my cargo shorts. Doing a better job than I could have done. It felt great and my growing hard-on proved it. As always, I was going commando, so I could feel his careful touch, his probing, pleasing handling of my . . . Good god, it felt good. He let his index finger trace the flaring edge of my growing, hardening cockhead. He looked down at the obvious excitement he was causing in my pants.

    It felt wonderful, especially knowing that it showed how much he cared. Showed how he wanted to make me happy. Showed how far he would go to be my friend.

    I let out a little sigh as he started to get his rhythm going on my cock, just shy of rock hard but getting there fast.

    “Is this OK?” he asked as he started to unzip my shorts. I didn’t answer. He took that as a yes and soon had his fingers wrapped oh so gently around my eight inches. So my first gay experience was beginning. My best friend had his hand around my throbbing cock, stroking it so seductively. It felt great. I was really going to be gay now, I thought. And before we were through he would be . . . on me? At first I couldn’t even get myself to think the words. But as Billy pumped my cock harder, the image in my mind became clear. Billy would be creaming one of his huge loads on me?

    “Billy, I think you better stop. I don’t know if . . .” I wasn’t sure how to say this. I wasn’t too sure what I meant to say. I was sure one of us wasn’t really ready for this. I moved away from Billy and his hand.

    I couldn’t believe that my straight best friend was ready after only just finding out that I was gay . . . that he was ready to cum all over me to make me happy. I wasn’t even sure if I was ready. I mean, until Justin told me about it the other night, I didn’t even know that was what gay guys did.

    “You don’t like it? Am I doing it wrong?”

    “No, it felt great, believe me. It still feels fantastic,” I assured him as we both looked down at my hard-on. “But I need to know, did Justin tell you what I asked him to do to me?”

    “No,” Billy said and looked truly puzzled.

    “You’re sure . . . sure he didn’t tell you?”

    “No,” Billy said again.

    I was confused. Not quite sure what was going on . . . what Justin had told Billy. Or what he hadn’t.

    I told Billy I thought he . . . or we . . . should stop for now. I also told him how great it was that we were still best friends and how happy I was that he was willing to explore new boundaries for that friendship. I gave him a quick hug and then pulled back. I didn’t want to scare him off. He might be the only friend I had left soon, I thought. Then Justin’s face popped into my mind, but I dismissed it. Justin wasn’t really a friend. He was helping me, because I’d helped him. It was just a form of barter. Not a true friendship. Not like between Billy and me.

    After talking awhile, Billy had gone in the bathroom to wash his face or whatever he did in there. I stripped off my clothes a climbed under the sheet, my boner finally softening. Billy came out of the bathroom, turned out the light and sat on the edge of the bed removing his shoes. Then he stretched out on top of the sheets and we both fell asleep. It had happened just like that, so innocently, just like so many nights before.

    * * *

    I awoke slowly. It was as though I was coming out of a very comforting dream. I felt so good and loved in this dream so much. Of course, I wasn’t dreaming. Billy was slowly stroking my hard morning wood. Beside me with his legs curled under him, he was leaning over just stroking me oh so gently. I couldn’t help but smile my special smile up at him. He looked so serious and intent. He tried to smile back.

    “I hope you don’t mind,” he said and started gently stroking the hairs on the underside of my balls. I’d never had that done, or thought to do it to myself. I liked it . . . a lot. My dick bounced up in appreciation.

    He took a small bottle of baby oil out of the table drawer beside my bed, where I had kept it since we were kids. He drizzled some on my raging hard cock. The cool soft liquid tickled as it dripped down my dick, some of it glistening in my pubes. Now Billy was smiling for real as he took my cock in his hand and spread the oil around, covering my dick from top to bottom. He added a little more oil to my cock and then to my balls.

    He used both hands – one to stroke my eight inches and play with my flaring cockhead; one to toy with my balls, which he seemed to like. And I did, too.

    When I thought I was starting to get close to cumming, he stopped and asked if it felt good.

    I was speechless and just nodded yes.

    “Good,” he said and started in again, but with his hands reversed. It was like being jacked off by a completely different person and that seemed to excite my cock even more. He sensed my tenseness and took the thumb and index finger of the hand that was stroking my cock and made a ring of them. Just barely touching my cock and cockhead as he stroked that two-finger ring up and down. The friction was electric. My dick was jumping at the great sensations that surged through it. It was so much better than my own hand jobs. The thrill of it was coursing through my whole body.

    I tried to relax and found my hands straying to my chest and nipples, working my hardened nips as my best friend stroked me off.

    My stomach muscles tightened and my toes curled. My whole body went tense and Billy started in on some serious stroking. I didn’t think my cock could get any harder, or bigger. But as he stroked me masterfully, his fingers slipping and sliding in the oil on my hard manmeat, my cock managed both. I was explosively hard as my cock seemed to keep swelling even more to his touch. I felt my cum rising up in me ready to blast . . .

    I was cumming and the volleys were flying everywhere. There were thick white strings of cum in my hair, on my face, on my bed. Everywhere but in my mouth . . . everywhere but where I always shot it. There were five strong blasts of cum. Some of the most powerful cum blasts I had ever had. And then just a few drips of cum trickled down Jess’ fingers, which were still wrapped around my hard cock. Still holding me like I had never been held before. I felt as though my cock could stay hard for the rest of my life. And that would be just great. But, I knew, it was over. Billy had made me cum, helped me cum.

    He took his hand away and wiped the cum that was on his fingers onto my abs. I stared at his face as I absentmindedly reached down with a finger and scooped the last pearly drop of cum from my piss slit and put it longingly on my waiting tongue.

    “Oh, yeah,” Billy said. “I forgot you like to eat cum. I hope . . . was that OK? What I did? OK?”

    I smiled my special smile.

    He got up and went into the bathroom, where I could hear him washing his hands . . . for a long time.

    Meanwhile, I lay on my bed, my cum turning runny and slipping down my cheek, my side, wherever. I didn’t know what to do, or say, or even think. I felt numb.

    I knew Billy had just done a wonderful thing for me and I loved him all the more for it. But I didn’t know much about being gay or what gay guys do. I was lost and so lay there and waited for him to return from the bathroom.

    Would he want to cum on me now? Would he want to jerk me off again? Would it be OK if I jacked him off? Maybe jacked him off so he could come on me?

    Or would he play with my balls while I came in my mouth?

    He was turning off the water.

    “Gotta go, Jess,” was all he said.

    I propped myself up on my bed and said, “So, how do you like it?”

    He gave a half smile and shook his head at my attempt at humor. Then he was gone.
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    Wow!! This is great, Thanks HR., Excellent, descriptive chapter.
    Look forward to the next!!
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    Yet another fine chapter HR, well done. Again, I can't wait for next Wednesday .

    The story was wonderfully written, however...

    Quote Originally Posted by hardreader View Post
    I was cumming and the volleys were flying everywhere. There were thick white strings of cum in my hair, on my face, on my bed. Everywhere but in my mouth . . . everywhere but where I always shot it. There were five strong blasts of cum. Some of the most powerful cum blasts I had ever had. And then just a few drips of cum trickled down Jess’ fingers, which were still wrapped around my hard cock. Still holding me like I had never been held before. I felt as though my cock could stay hard for the rest of my life. And that would be just great. But, I knew, it was over. Billy had made me cum, helped me cum.
    I think you meant to say Billy's hand instead of Jess' hand but if its correct the way it is then I suppose I must have missed something or missunderstood something. But still, it is another great chapter!

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    Quote Originally Posted by cks53200 View Post
    I think you meant to say Billy's hand instead of Jess' hand but if its correct the way it is then I suppose I must have missed something or missunderstood something.
    Oooops! These things happen in even the best of families.
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    The description in this chapter is very good. Looking forward to the next chapter.

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    Now I'm hooked on this story, next chapter please!!!

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    Quote Originally Posted by cks53200 View Post
    I think you meant to say Billy's hand instead of Jess' hand but if its correct the way it is then I suppose I must have missed something or missunderstood something. But still, it is another great chapter!
    Good catch, Chris! I didn't notice that and those were my fingers wrapped around Jess' cock. I was just wondering, are you reading our story with one hand or two?

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    Sizzling....

    Poor Jess not given the chance to return the favor to Billy
    HR... don't keep us waiting too long

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    Well Billy, thank you for the comment, and the answer to your question (which is fairly obvious to everyone, since HR is the one writing) is, well, one hand .I cant help myself a guy has needs too, and its pretty hard to resist .

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    This is another great story of yours. I am waiting for the next chapter. Thanks and keep it coming.

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    Your story is great, I just found something that I find a bit of a turn off. Personally, I dislike characters that go with adjectives as "hot ass" or "chiseled body" when describing themselves... I mean, it's fine if it's not recurring, but (maybe I'm totally wrong here) when they do it almost all of the time (when describing themselves, I insist) it's just annoying.

    What I'm trying to say is that maybe it's better to leave such adjectives to the active mind, if you know what I mean. Sorry if it seems that I'm trying to "lead" your writing, it's not that at all. Just bitching about the only thing that didn't like about your story.

    As I said earlier, I love your story, and I hope to read all of the following chapters.

    Oh, and please excuse my english, that probably came out harsh (and redundant) and that wasn't the intention at all.

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    Before you put out the next chapter tomorrow, I thought I should say that I thought the last chapter was the best yet. There was a kot of sex in it, but I thought it did a good job of showing how we felt and how we were looking out for each other asnd trying to help each other like friends should. I hope people see our story as being about three guys trying to find friendship and love and not just sex.

    I read your other story about the interview and thought it didn't help our story to have you writing porn at the same time. There wasn't anything wrong with the story. I just wish you'd stick to this project until its done.

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    Well, it's already Wednesday again and I promise I will be posting Chapter 7. I am almost finished with its final editing. It may be a little later than usual today because I did get diverted by writing The Interview. It was on my mind and I just needed to clear it out.

    I do want to thank all the guys who have been so supportive, from GrayFox and Starlight70 who were the first to comment, to cks53200, Harry113, muzakafied, Kyanimal, kcm17480 and Craiger, all of whom almost always have a supportive word. I want to encourage Apollux and Nederoth and Jess, too, for introducing some constructive criticism to the project.

    A word of warning to Apollux: The dreaded jeans return in Chapter 7, but I think its their last major appearance. I'm sure Justin and/or Billy will correct me if I've forgotten something.

    Thanks again for reading and thanks so much to all of you who have sent comments. I'll finish up editing it now and have Chapter 7 for you in plenty of time to help you relieve the pressures of your day.
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    Virgin? My ass !!

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    Very hot story. Keeps me hard while reading it.

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    Chapter 7

    From Billy’s viewpoint

    We lost the swim meet. I finished third and fourth in my races. Not too good. I guess I was distracted. I was surprised to see Justin at the meet. I didn’t think he came to school stuff like that. Then I bumped into him as I was leaving the locker room. It was like he’d been hanging around. He probably was. The troll.

    We talked for a minute and he suggested I stop by his house a little later. I thought he probably wanted his jeans back, but he didn’t mention it and neither did I. There was a lot going on in my life, a lot of stuff more important than Justin’s jean, and it wasn’t making much sense to me. A lot of it was gay shit. I didn’t understand it, but, for Jess’ sake, I wanted to. My best bud needed me and I needed to know a lot more than I fucking did.

    So about an hour later I decided to head over to Justin’s.

    He was ready to listen as I ran through the early events of the night before, including the girls and the aborted hand-job in Jess’ room.

    As I told Justin about it, I remembered exactly how Jess had looked the night before. He was so . . . I don’t know how to describe it. I guess I’d say he had been into it as I stroked his cock at first. Then something seemed to click in his head and it was over. Like with a chick sometimes. All hot and bothered and then cool as fucking can be.

    Justin listened, but didn’t have much to offer in the way of gay information on why Jess stopped me from jacking him off Friday night. I really wanted to know if I had done something wrong.

    What really seemed to get Justin’s attention was when I was started telling the part where I woke up in the morning after sleeping next to Jess, just like I had so many times before. How I couldn’t mistake that bulge under the sheet. I could picture it so clearly still. How I could see the clear outline of his rigid cock and flaring cockhead. It looked even bigger under the sheet. Somehow more intriguing, more inviting than ever before. How I wanted to try stroking it again. For Jess. Jess had one fuck of an impressive morning boner.

    “And were you sporting wood, too?” Justin asked.

    I had been hard, inside my pants, but it looked like Jess won the morning hard-on contest, I said.

    I explained to Justin how I decided to try again, because, when Justin had jacked me off, it had felt so incredible. I thought I ought to share . . . thought that I could share that great fucking sensation with my best bud.

    So I fucking went for it. Jess got about as hard as I’ve ever been when I played with his cock and his nuts,. I was doing for Jess’ cock what I love to do for my own, I told Justin. I don’t know if Jess was quite as hard as I was when Justin jacked my meat, but close.

    And the more I did, the more he was into it. I loved it when his toes curled. He can really fucking shoot. I mean that cum was flying. He never did cum as much as me, but, I told Justin, he could shoot his fucking cum pretty damn far and high. Like up into his hair. Over his shoulder. In his own face. It was cool to see, because I can’t do that.

    Justin was focused on every word. I noticed sometimes he groped himself. And me? I was getting hard, just like I had been when I was jacking Jess. Before long Justin was so hard listening to my story that he had to reach down in his jeans and adjust his growing cock.

    Looking straight at me as he rearranged his hard-on, he said, cool as fucking could be, “You got me a little worked up with all this talk of jacking off. Do you mind?” And he started to unbuckle his jeans and haul his hardening nine inches out into the fresh air. It was a pretty damn impressive sight.

    It was more impressive than Jess’ and, the way Justin was stroking it, it was going to be even more impressive, I mean bigger and harder, in no time.

    I didn’t say anything as I watched Justin continued to stroke his big boy boner. I just shrugged and then mindlessly groped myself.

    Justin smirked and stared hard at my bulging crotch. I’d worn the jeans he’d given me. When I first got to his house, he’d said how hot I looked. From the look on his face, he thought I looked even hotter now. I know I sure as fuck felt hotter.

    “Maybe you want to join me,” Justin said so casually. He leaned back. He made stroking his cock in front of an almost complete stranger look as natural as could be.

    “Maybe,” I said, with more enthusiasm than I had intended. Justin didn’t wait. He went slowly but deliberately for my jeans, opening my fly, letting it fall open. Then he reached in and scooped up my growing cock and my balls in the palm of his hand and just lifted them out and let them hang free. Well, my cock wasn’t hanging as much as it was pointing, right at Justin. He gave me a big smile.

    “Maybe it’s time for another lesson,” he said.

    I was going to object, but only said, “I only do jack off. No gay stuff. OK?”

    “Whatever you want,” Justin said and went back to stroking his own nine rigid inches. He had plenty of lube as his pre-cum was flowing pretty fucking good. He touched the tip of one finger into the clear ooze at the tip of his cock and then swirled it around the swollen cockhead that crowned that really long cock of his.

    And there I was watching, speechless, my dick now much harder without anyone even touching it further. And its angle was much more upright. The zipper was kind of painful on my nuts, so I pushed my jeans down and kicked them off.

    Justin did the same with his. Then he continued his slow and gentle teasing of his own cock.

    I couldn’t hold back any longer and grabbed my dick firmly, pulling it down, stretching it hard, squeezing it so the cockhead bulged even more.

    “Easy, guy, that’s your friend you got there. Treat it nice like you did for Jess. Like I did for you. Haven’t you learned anything? Just lean back and stroke it nice. Here, use a little of my pre-jizz,” and he smeared some of his pre-cum on the tip of my cock. My hard aching cock jerked up in response.

    My own pre-cum started to flow and I tried to match Justin’s gestures, his strokes, his techniques. He knew I was watching and I knew he was teaching. It was hypnotic and erotic. Both of us on his bed in nothing but our T-shirts, slowly stroking our hard cocks in unison. Touching our balls, pinching our own nipples.

    Justin pulled his T-shirt off and tossed it on the floor. I did the same. Now we were naked and oh so hot. Kind of like Jess and me years ago, I thought, but didn’t say.

    Justin half rolled toward me and arched his back a bit as he slowly stroked up and down his full nine beautiful fucking inches. What a cock! I was entranced by how he handled it and how it responded. I wish somebody had given me lessons like this when I was just starting out.

    I rolled toward Justin and arched my back, as I slowly stroked up and down my full eight inches, maybe fucking longer at the moment. We were almost mirror images of each other. Moving in unison. Getting really fucking sexed up together.

    Then I saw a drop of pre-cum form at the tip of Justin cockhead. It started to stretch in a long drip toward the bedsheets. I looked from that oozing droplet into his eyes and I saw that what I wanted to do was OK with him. What the fuck wasn’t? So I gently rocked forward a little more and caught that drooling, glistening ooze on the head of my own cock.

    “Thanks,” he said.

    “Your welcome. Anytime.”

    “God, I hope so,” he said.

    My mind was a blur. I didn’t even know what the fuck we were saying.

    Now Justin moved a little closer. I thought at first he was mimicking catching pre-cum now oozing from my piss slit. But instead, he rubbed the length of his hot dick up against mine. The heat of that touch ran from my cock to my brain and back again and again. The sensation of the heat of his hard cock rubbing against mine obliterated everything else.

    I began to match him stroke for stroke, our dicks sliding against each other, our pre-cum giving us the lube to make this cock tease as smooth and sensual as it was hot and hard. I started to groan. And to my delight, Justin started to groan, too.

    Without anything but the undersides of our dicks massaging each other, and the occasional feel of his balls against mine, we continued. And we moaned again.

    “How long?” he asked in the quietest voice.

    “Not long,” I whispered back.

    “Me neither,” he said.

    And then he paused for a moment. I knew that was it for both of us. I made one more gentle thrust with my hard cock, creating the needed friction as my cock slid the length of his enormous glistening cock. He fired his first load of cum, hitting me under the chin with so much force it splattered onto both our chests. His second shot of cum hit his shoulder. The next my nose. They were huge fucking volleys of cum, splattering everywhere. He came in huge gushers. Fired like out of a rifle. Round after round of hot, juicy cum.

    With that, I was pouring out my cum, too. My first blast had shot as high as our navels. Now cum was flowing like a fucking fantastic fountain out of my raging hard-on, coating both of our cocks with my extra thick creamy cum that smelled so good.

    Our cocks coaxed each other on, still pressed together, still rubbing against each other in our slimy cum. More cum poured from my cock. And Justin’s kept firing. The pillow, his face, his chest, my arm . . . We were fucking drenched.

    At last we were through.

    Without asking, Justin started to lick his cum from my chin and chest and arm. He stretched out his elegant long, pink tongue and slurped up gobs of his stringy, sticky cum. I watched fascinated as he started to work on my cock. My still quite hard and very sensitive cock. His tongue so gently lapped at my cockhead, slurping the cum into his waiting lips. Whoa! That was my cum. Or our cum. That was our fucking cum mixed together and Justin was fucking lapping it up. With long firm strokes of his warm, wet tongue, he cleaned my shaft. It sent chills through me. He left a small pool of our cum in my pubes and more still cum all over himself.

    He rocked back and away from me and lay flat on his back.

    “What about you? You’re still covered in goo,” I said.

    “Help yourself,” he said and gave me a shit-eating grin. Then he saw that I couldn’t go there, couldn’t do the gay shit he could do. I could give and get hand-jobs and I could let a gay guy like Justin lick my dick and balls clean.

    But eating another guy’s cum was gay. And I wasn’t going there. I told him so.

    “Just kidding,” he said, never losing his smile. “But you should at least try your own.”

    “It’s all mixed together. No way, dude.”

    “Maybe next time,” he said.

    “Maybe,” I said, but my mind was racing, thinking, Next time! What fucking next time?

    I lay back on his bed, and even though my mind was completely insane from what had just happened, nature took charge and we both fell asleep.

    ***

    When I awoke, Justin was still asleep. And, I couldn’t help but notice, we were both still naked and covered in flaky dried cum. My crotch felt a bit damp. I thought I really needed to get going. After all, I had a date with Kate later and my parents would be wondering what the fuck happened to me.

    I reached over and gently squeezed Justin’s shoulder. He opened his eyes lazily and looked at me. “Hi, guy.”

    “Hi,” I said. “I gotta go. Have you got my old jeans and underwear? I wore the jeans you gave me so we could swap.”

    “Oh,” Justin said and stretched. “So that’s why you were going commando today.”

    “Yeah,” was all I could muster.

    “I wanted to talk to you about that,” Justin said as he started to sit up against the headboard. “You know, those old jeans of yours have become kind of special to me. And you know I told you that you could have the A&Fs. I didn’t buy them. I won them in a contest at work, so it’s not such a big deal.”

    “What kind of contest?” I asked, more out of reflex than because I really cared.

    “Oh, every month they have a contest to see which sales associate can shoot their cum the highest,” he said straight-faced as could be. He must have been able to tell that he had me for just a second before I realized I’d been had.

    “Go ahead. Keep them,” Justin urged me. “They don’t come cheap.”

    “So what’s so special about my old jeans?” I asked.

    I could see Justin’s mind working on just how to answer that. Then he gave me a what-the-fuck look and said, “After you came in them on the ride over here the other day, I wanted to put them on so bad, I thought I’d die. I didn’t because I didn’t want to freak you out. As soon as I got home from dropping you off, I came straight to my room and slipped into those cum soaked jeans of yours. They felt so hot. There was just something about slipping into a well-worn pair of jeans that a good looking guy had just freshly cum in. And, man, you had unleashed one hell of a load in them.” He gave me a big smile and a nod of appreciation. “The feel of your cum-soaked jeans hugging my horny crotch was all I needed and I came in them, too. And you’ve seen how I can come.”

    “That’s kind of sick,” I said. “You really liked wearing my cummy old jeans to make you blow your load?”

    “You bet I did.”

    “So now they’ve got to be like hard and crusty and not too great for wearing. So why do you want to keep them?

    “Uh,” he hesitated. “I forgot to hide them that next morning and the cleaning lady laundered them. They look every bit as good as when I first saw you in them. Even the worn spot that shows right where your dick lies in the crotch. They’re great jeans.”

    “Thanks,” I said. “I like them, too.” I was a little embarrassed that he’d noticed the worn outline of my cock in the crotch. I thought I was the only one who had ever noticed it.

    “Now, here’s the part you may not go for . . . being straight and all.”

    “Now what?” I said, trying to sound exasperated, but my voice kept giving me away. My interest was all too obvious to both of us.

    “Well, I told you that you could keep the A&F’s. You can . . . should. But I’d like to keep your old jeans. And I need to ask a special favor.” He looked up at me from his spot on the bed, trying to look sheepish. That would make me the wolf, wouldn’t it? I thought he had our roles reversed.

    “And that special favor would be,” I said enunciating each word clearly.

    “Would you cum in them again for me? Do it and the A&F’s are yours and if you need a shirt, I’ll do my best to score whatever you want. OK?”

    “Do I need to do it on your scooter?” I asked, a bit puzzled by the whole exchange, but picturing how fucking great I looked in those goddamn jeans of his.

    No, he explained. I just needed to put them on, get my rocks off . . . as big a load as I could manage after this afternoon’s activities . . . and the A&Fs were mine to keep. What a deal.

    I tried to look like I was having a hard time deciding this one, because I liked the way Justin was pleading with me. Looking so helpless. So needy.

    “OK,” I finally said. “Where are they?”

    He went to his dresser and pulled them out. They looked so clean and freshly pressed. I’d never seen them that way. I pulled them on. “So how am I supposed to do this?”

    He said to leave it to him. “Just relax.”

    I put on my old jeans and he stood behind me. He told me to lean back against him. I did. He reached around me with both arms and started to caress my crotch. Even though I had blown a huge load with him not too long ago, I started getting hard almost as soon as he touched me. He kept running his fingers around the outline of my cock, making it longer and bigger and harder. I let my head fall back and rest against his. Cheek to cheek. “That’s it,” he said.

    “Don’t try anything funny,” I warned him in a quiet but stern voice. “Just jack me off.”

    And that’s what he did. So skillfully it ached. My cock, wrapped within the denim of these favorite old jeans of mine, felt the magic of his touch. He was a master, playing my dick for all it was worth. And I was feeling a little weak in the knees, with all my blood flowing to my raging hard-on. It was glorious to be so passive, to be so aroused, to be so attentively stroked.

    I could feel Justin’s throbbing cock pushing against my fucking ass, humping my crack, pushing against me. It was so hot, just knowing how badly he wanted to shove that big hard dick of his into me. But he couldn’t. This was about me and my pleasure and no one was going to fuck me. Not me.

    I wanted to cum already. I wanted to fill these jeans with my gushing cum, to let Justin do whatever he wanted to get me off so he could play in my creamy jizz jeans. I was ready to cum now. I couldn’t stop it if I wanted. I stiffened and groaned. He purred in my ear, “Cum for me. . . . Cum now. . . . Let it flow. . . . I want your cum. . . . Please. Please cum for me.”

    Those last words were too much and I unleashed a flood of cum into my jeans. Justin’s hands cupped my crotch, squeezing, massaging, encouraging. It felt so good. The fruity smell of my cum filled my nose, making me nearly swoon in Justin’s arms.

    As my cum flowed, I pushed my crotch into his hands, humping them, feeling the squishy denim slide back and forth against the sensitive underside of my swollen, throbbing, spewing cock. At last my cum slowed and I could hear Justin’s heavy breathing in my ear.

    He was so close.

    “Stand up,” he said and I realized I had all but collapsed into his arms.

    I straightened myself and Justin moved around in front of me, never taking his hands from my cum-drenched crotch. Smiling, he took both hands and scooped the escaping cum from the denim at my crotch. It was an amazing amount that had been forced through or oozed through the fabric. Now it was in the palms of his two hands. He leaned back and started to rub my cum all over his raging cock and tightening balls. He lubed himself and stroked himself lovingly. I could see that the touch of his slimy cum-covered hands on his enormous meat was about to make his cock explode. I thought that was what he wanted.

    “Give them to me,” he said in a voice that was so gentle it seemed to coax my jeans right off me. In a moment, I stood naked in front of him as he slipped on the jeans that had become so important to him. Using one hand to hold his swollen cock safely inside, he zipped them up and sighed.

    I was mesmerized as I watched him gently massaging his cock and balls through the soggy fabric. Cum had collected between his fingers as they ministered to his powerful cock. I had never seen anything like this. Justin wasn’t jacking off, not like Jess and I had. Not like I did so many nights in the privacy of my own room. Not even like I had done for Jess that very morning.

    This was an act of devotion and Justin looked like he was in a trance. I couldn’t take my eyes away. At last I saw Justin’s stomach tense, heard his breath grow raspy. He was getting close.

    He sat on the bed and, I don’t really know why, I sat down naked beside him, never taking my eyes off his crotch. Then he raised one cum-covered hand from his crotch and grasped my thigh. He let his head fall back and sighed. I saw his cum, forced by the strength of his orgasm, spill through the already cum-soaked denim and pool in this lap. It was amazing. He used his free hand to try to massage the cum back into the material that enclosed his oozing, jerking cock and exhausted nuts.

    Finally he took his hand from my thigh and worked his swollen crotch with both hands again. He lifted his hands to his face and inhaled deeply, flicking his tongue out to taste his fresh brewed cum, mingled with my recent load.

    He reached down again with both hands and scooped up more of the overflowing man juice and offered his hands to me. Instinctively I inhaled. I could smell fresh pineapples and a hint of peaches. Peaches. That’s how my cum smelled.

    “Taste it,” he said. “It’s heavenly.”

    I didn’t move. I didn’t speak. He moved his cum filled palms toward his own face and licked them, smearing some of our cum on his cheeks and chin and lips.

    I realized my dick was full and warm and resting against my leg. A pool of pre-cum was growing on my thigh as it oozed from the tip of my cockhead.

    With the sweet aroma of our commingled cum filling the air, Justin leaned against me and breathed in and out. I think he was looking at my dick.

    Finally, he pulled his head away far enough to look directly at me. I thought he might try to kiss me with is cum-covered lips. His face glistened with our juices. I pulled back. “No gay shit,” I warned, realizing almost immediately how little sense that made considering how I was sitting there with this gay guy who had just cum for the second time with me today. How he was wearing my cum-soaked jeans. Jeans he’d stroked me off in just moments before. How his face was smeared with our cock juice. How we both had just had the cum of a lifetime.

    “I have limits,” I said, as much to myself as to Justin. “I have limits.”

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