Date: Tue, 25 Apr 2000 20:53:19 CDT From: K Ration Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 43 Family Friends Chapter Forty-three Jack and Ronnie at John's House Several weeks passed before Jack had another opportunity to stay with John. In the interim, his family had attended a church retreat where he and another boy almost two years younger than he had almost gotten to know one another intimately. On his next visit with John, Jack brought up the event as they lounged in front of the TV in just their bathrobes. "Uncle John," Jack began. "Yeah, Jack," John responded. "Would it be OK for me to invite one of my friends to come spend the weekend with us sometime?" "Well, sure, I guess. But why here and not at home?" "Because we can do things here easier than at home," Jack said. "What sort of things are you talking about?" John asked. "Well, Ronnie and I were on this church retreat a few weekends ago, and on Saturday it rained, so we made sort of a tent around our bunk bed with blankets. Then while the other boys were talking and playing card games, Ronnie and I were laying on the top bunk telling stories and stuff. Anyway, I don't remember how it started, but pretty soon, we're feeling each up through our clothes. I got really turned on and wanted to cum real bad, and I wanted to see what Ronnie's penis looked like, so I suggested we go downstairs to the restroom. But one of the older boys followed us down there and we didn't get to do anything. I'm sort of hoping that if he comes over here, we could find a time when he and I could pick up where we left off. And since you already know I do that with other guys, I figured it would be easier here than at home." John had gotten a semi-erection in the brief time it took Jack to tell his story. Squeezing his dick, he said, "Well, I don't have a problem with it if his folks say it's OK. I'm sure I can find a way to disappear to another part of the house for a while. How old is he?" "He's two years younger than me, and he's small for his age. The top of his head comes up to about my chin and he's skinnier than I am." "Great. You guys might even find a chance to go skinny dipping if you want to." "Oh, I don't think Ronnie would ever do that when he finds there are girls living next door," Jack said. "Well, I know Terri and the girls are going to spend a couple of weeks with Terri's parents around the end of this month. If you want to try to arrange your visit for that time period, the girls wouldn't be home." "That's great! Mom said she was going to ask you if I could stay with you for a couple of weeks while they go out of town to another horse show. Jackie already has plans to stay with another friend of hers." As they had talked and Jack had begun to anticipate another opportunity with Ronnie, his penis had stiffened and was now throbbing in his lap, making the front of his robe rise and fall. With Jack lying on his back on the couch, John couldn't help but notice and was staring intently at it, his own erection finally complete also. He watched as Jack reached down and started squeezing and pulling on his dick through his robe. Pretty soon he saw the boy's hand slip through the flap of the robe and begin to stroke his penis in the age old style of masturbation. He found it extremely exciting, knowing what was happening but not being able to actually see anything since it was all covered by Jack's robe. "Want me to get you a towel?" John asked huskily. Startled back to reality, Jack's head jerked to the side to look at John, his hand stopping momentarily at his lap, but not releasing his erection. "Yeah, sure," he said. "I guess that would be a good idea. If it's OK with you, that is." Getting up from his chair, his own erection making a tent in his robe, John said, "Of course, it's OK with me. I'll be right back." When John returned from the closet, towel in hand, he saw immediately that Jack had opened his robe and spread his legs. The boy's nuts were in full display, drawn tight against the base of his penis by his sexual arousal. His right hand was rapidly stroking his hardon, his eyes closed, a dream-like expression on his face. "I'll be he's imagining what it will be like with Ronnie," John thought to himself. He just stood there and watched the boy beat off, his own penis throbbing harder and harder under his robe. As he sensed the boy getting closer to orgasm, John stepped forward and laid the towel across Jack's chest. Jack smiled but didn't even open his eyes. His hand sped up on his cock and soon he was grunting as the cum shot from the blind eye of his penis. John thought he'd never get used to the thrill of seeing Jack cum like this. At church the following Sunday, Jack approached Ronnie as they waited for their parents after the service. "Do you remember what we did on the retreat a few weeks ago?" he asked Ronnie. "Remember! I think about it all the time. Anyway, it was only three weeks ago. Who could forget that fast?" "I had fun," Jack said. "Me too!" Ronnie answered excitedly. "I never did that with anyone before." "Would you want to do it some more maybe?" Jack was pleased with the expression on Ronnie's face. His eyes widened a little and he smiled. "Sure I would. I was so hot when we went downstairs I thought I would melt." "Me too. I could have choked Bobby for following us down there." "Yeah, same here. I wanted to cum so bad I thought my nuts were going to burst." "And I wanted to find out what your dick feels like. You did all the touching upstairs. It felt good, but I wanted to touch you too," Jack said, his voice low but husky. Ronnie's face lit up some more. "Really? You really want to touch my prick? I wasn't sure you wanted to." "Sure I did. I didn't want you to have all the fun. Besides, you know what size mine is, but I still don't know how big you are." "Well, from the feel of things, I'd say you're bigger than me. Do you have much hair down there?" Ronnie answered. "Yeah, some, but not a lot. How about you?" Jack said. "No, mine hasn't started to come in yet. I wish it would hurry up. But how are we going to get a chance to play some more?" Ronnie asked. "Well, I'm spending next weekend with my Uncle John. Well, he's not really my Uncle, but I call him that. He's just the neatest guy I know. Anyway, I was at his house last weekend and asked him if I could invite a friend over to spend the weekend with me at his house, and he said sure. I even have my own bedroom there, so we'd have the whole weekend." "But how come you're going to his house? And why would that be any better than going to your house or mine?" "Uncle John has known my mom and dad for a couple of years and they feel real good about him. He's maybe thirty or so. Any way, Mom and Dad are going to a horse show and asked him if I could stay with him. He lives next door to a lady he's going to marry this fall, and Jackie and I know her two daughters. Jackie and I go over to see them every once in a while, but I usually spend the nights at Uncle John's because there aren't enough bedrooms at their house. And besides, Uncle John has a swimming pool, so bring your swim suit - unless you wanta swim naked, of course." Ronnie blushed at Jack's suggestion that they go skinny dipping, but he was getting excited about the idea of playing around some more, and the talk and thoughts of what the two of them had done and could do together had resulted in an erection. "Gosh, I've got a boner just thinking about this stuff. I hope mom lets me go. She might be afraid to let me since she doesn't know this guy." "Have her call my mom," Jack responded. "I'm sure Mom will make her feel better about it. I thought I could see you getting stiff. I wish I could touch it right now. Mine's hard, too." "Yeah, I saw it twitch against your pants. We better be careful nobody else sees what's happening to us. I'm gettin' excited. Tell me how we're going to get away from your Uncle John, though. Won't he be around all the time?" "Well, I sortof told him what I wanted to do, and he said he'd leave us alone. He even said we could go skinny dipping if we wanted to." At the frightened look on Ronnie's face, Jack hurriedly explained his remarks. "Look, it's no big deal. Uncle John understands how guys our age are curious about each other and how we get hardons all the time and want to beat off all the time. He even told me he and his friends used to do it together when he was my age. He saw my boner once and I think it excited him. Any way, he makes sure there's a towel in my room every time I visit, and he gives me my space. There's nothing to be afraid of. I love him!" "Wow! I wish I had an uncle like that. But I'm going to feel awfully weird with him knowing what we're doing all the time." "Hey dummy! I didn't tell him everything. I wasn't even sure you'd want to mess around. So he won't really know what we're doing unless we tell him. His bedroom is at the opposite end of the house, too, so he wouldn't be able to hear us at night." "Well, I guess I better pack some pj's, huh?" Ronnie said. "You can if you want to, but I never do. I just sleep in the nude or in my jockey shorts. He doesn't care if I walk around in just my shorts, and actually, it's kind of fun to do that." "Gosh, I don't know if I could do that in front of a stranger," Ronnie said with a husky quiver in his voice. From the look on his friend's face and the sound of his voice, Jack wondered if Ronnie was being honest or looking forward to it. "I don't think you'll feel like a stranger for very long at Uncle John's. He has this really neat way of making you feel like you're a part of his family." Just then, the boys' parents showed up and they all went home. By Wednesday, everything had been finalized, and the boys were eagerly awaiting the weekend. Ronnie's mom had, in fact, called Jack's mom to check up on "Uncle John." Jack's mom had reassured her that they thought the world of John and had no reservations about letting Jack spend the weekend at his house. On the way out of town Friday after school, the Hagan's drove by and picked Ronnie up and then dropped both boys at John's house just as he was getting home from work. They talked briefly, and John thought he noticed Ronnie studying him intently. As the Hagan's drove off, John suddenly turned and scooped Jack up in his arms from behind, giving him a hug and a tickle at the same time. Ronnie immediately saw what Jack had meant. The two of them had a special relationship that Ronnie soon began to envy. It was obvious even to a boy his age that Jack truly loved this not so much older man. For his part, John stole several glances at Ronnie, studying him as much as he dared. The two boys were a lot alike in build, with Ronnie just a little smaller version of Jack. The boy was so cute that John wanted to hug him on sight. Ronnie was a bit bashful and shy at first, but as the three of them prepared and ate dinner, he warmed up to his host and was soon as much a part of the talking and laughing as Jack. As soon as dinner was over, John made the boys wash the dishes while he cleaned the kitchen. Ronnie was surprised that he had been put to work so quickly. He thought he was a guest, but here John was treating him like a member of the family. When duties were done, the boys scampered off to Jack's room while John settled down to watch TV and read his book. It would have been real lonely around here this weekend without Terri and the girls if Jack and Ronnie hadn't come over, John thought to himself. I'm glad Jack invited Ronnie to spend the weekend. In the bedroom, Ronnie sprawled out on the double bed while Jack put some CD's in the player. Then Jack joined his friend on the bed and they began to talk about things. Ronnie was full of questions about Jack's relationship with John, and Jack was happy to talk about it. He was careful, though, not to reveal any of his secret thoughts and experiences. It soon became evident to Jack, however, that Ronnie envied him his relationship. As they had been talking, Jack's penis had become hard because of his thoughts of the things he and John had done together. He rolled over onto his stomach and began squirming his erection against the bed. "What are you doing, Jack?" Ronnie asked. "It looks like you're trying to hump the sheets." he added with a giggle. "I am, sort of," Jack answered. "I got hard thinking about what we did together on the church retreat and wanted to relieve the pressure." With a note of excitement in his voice, Ronnie rolled towards Jack and reaching out, said, "Let me feel it." Jack raised his hips off the bed just enough for Ronnie to slide his hand under. He grunted slightly as Ronnie's fingers grasped his hardon and squeezed. "Golly, you are hard," Ronnie said. "It feels neat in my hand." The two boys whispered about girls and how they each played with themselves and what they thought about as they did it alone. And all the while, Ronnie was rubbing and squeezing Jack's boner through his clothes. Jack was really enjoying Ronnie's hand on his crotch, but after a few minutes, he reached toward his friend and said, "let me feel yours." Ronnie raised his hips as Jack had done and gasped when he felt Jack's hand grasp the head of his penis. "Golly, that feels good," Ronnie gasped. "I never had someone else touch me there before." The boys lay there quietly for a few minutes, gently squeezing and pulling on each other's hard cocks before Jack finally made the next move. "Let's slip out of our shirts and pants," he said, his rising excitement clearly evident in his breathing and his voice. The boys slipped off opposite sides of the bed and faced each other as they stripped to their t- shirts and underwear. Jack's erection made an obvious tent in his jockey shorts, and he was immediately turned on by his friend's erection poking against the front of his bikini briefs. "Wow, I like your undershorts," he exclaimed. "They look like speedos." "Thanks," Ronnie said, blushing. "My swim suit is a speedo, too." Climbing back on the bed, they again lay on their stomachs, their hands immediately going under the other's body to fondle the erections found there. Soon, though, Jack said, "Roll over on your back, Ronnie." Ronnie didn't hesitate. He was really turned on and wanted to see what would happen next. This was especially exciting for him because he had never done this before. As Ronnie rolled over, Jack's eyes were glued to the boy's crotch. He could see how hard his friend was and he was imagining what his penis looked like in the flesh. He immediately grasped Ronnie's erection in his hand and tugged on it gently. He slid his fingers along the length of it outside the briefs and tickled the small scrotal sack with his finger tips. Ronnie closed his eyes and breathed deeply, enjoying the feathery touches on his cock and balls. Before Jack could ask his friend to strip out of his underwear, Ronnie sat up and pushed him back into a reclining position. Then Ronnie began playing with Jack's hardon just as Jack had played with his. "Your penis feels neat," Ronnie said. "But you're making a wet spot on your shorts" "That's precum," Jack answered. Looking down at the moist spot where the head of his penis rubbed against his underwear, Ronnie said, "I don't make any yet." Then he continued to stroke his friend's penis through his jockey shorts, letting his finger tips slide down to tickle Jack's nuts once in a while. Just as he was working up the courage to ask Jack to take off his underwear, Jack sat up. "I'm gonna go get something to drink. You want to come with me?" "Are kidding?!" Ronnie exclaimed. "With boners and that wet spot on your shorts? What if John sees us?" "He won't think anything of it. Remember I told you he understands all that stuff. Besides, he's seen me with a hardon before." "But he's never seen me with one," Ronnie said emphatically. He was surprised to find that in spite of his fears he was warming up to the idea. "Besides, I'm more concerned about me than I am him." "Well, you can wait here if you want to and I'll bring you something," Jack said, sliding off the bed and heading for the door. "Wait a minute," Ronnie said. "Don't be in such a hurry. Maybe I'll come with you, but I need a minute to calm down here." And he stood at the side of the bed trying to will his erection away. He was still more than half erect, however, when Jack opened the bedroom door and moved down the hall toward the TV room. Ronnie forced himself to follow, trying not to hide his crotch for fear of drawing John's attention to it. When Ronnie finally walked into the TV room, Jack was standing at the side of John's chair, looking over his shoulder at the book John was reading. Ronnie noticed that Jack's erection hadn't gone down much at all and was pushing out the front of his shorts right at John's elbow. Forcing a brave smile, he moved up next to Jack, his own crotch frighteningly close to where John's hand rested on the arm of the chair. He thought he saw John's eyes glance quickly at his crotch as they stood there making small talk with him. He could feel his penis twitching in his briefs and began to get hard as he imagined John looking at him down there. Glancing over at Jack, he saw that his friend's hardon was also pushing against his Jockey shorts. I can't believe we're standing here with hardons talking with Uncle John, he thought to himself. Then, to his surprise, he found himself wondering what Uncle John's penis looked like. After a few minutes, the boys went into the kitchen and fixed ice cream floats. John could hear them giggling as they worked and imagined they were playing a little grab ass with each other's groin as they messed around in the kitchen. He had noticed the wet spot on the front of Jack's briefs and had been surprised to see Ronnie's semi-erection become a full blown one while they talked. His own penis had hardened as the two boys had stood so close to his chair with their little hardons within easy reach. He had been careful to keep his erection hidden under the book in his lap as he wondered if Jack had something up his sleeve. When the boys got back to Jack's room, they closed the door and again sat on the bed, cross- legged this time. Their erections still poked out the front of their undershorts, since they had, indeed, been grabbing each other's crotch as they worked on making their floats. They each watched the other's groin as they ate their ice cream. By the time their floats were consumed, both boys were hard as rocks and the wet spot on Jack's underwear had gotten larger. As soon as the glasses were on the bedside table, Jack grabbed the hem of Ronnie's t-shirt and lifted it over his head. Ronnie didn't hesitate to raise his arms in assistance. Throwing the t-shirt on the floor followed by his own, Jack placed his hand on Ronnie's bare chest and pushed him gently to a reclining position. At first, Jack just rubbed Ronnie's stomach, toying with his navel, listening to Ronnie's gasps at this new sensation. Then he ran his fingers lightly over the bulge in Ronnie's shorts and down to his legs where he tickled his friend's inner thighs, running his fingers up to the edge of the boy's shorts and across his nuts to the other side. After a few minutes of teasing him this way, Jack moved to the waistband of Ronnie's bikini briefs and slipped his fingers inside, moving down slowly till his finger tips touched the base of the boy's penis. No hair at all, Jack thought to himself. As Ronnie continued to breath heavily, Jack grasped his penis in the palm of his hand, his fingers extended down to rest on the top of his little boy sack. Ronnie gasped and thrust his hips upwards, pushing his hardon into Jack's fist. "Oh, wow! That feels great!" Ronnie said in a loud whisper. After just a moment of this, Jack moved over to straddle his friend's legs and grabbed the waistband of his shorts in both hands. "Raise your hips," his whispered. As Ronnie raised his hips, Jack drew his underwear down and off, marveling at his first glimpse of his friend's naked circumcised penis which was about 3 inches long and as big around as John's thumb. His friend was, indeed, still completely hairless. Jack moved aside so he could pull the underwear completely off and then sat back on Ronnie's legs. Ronnie's eyes were now open and he was looking sleepily at his erection throbbing in his lap, standing almost straight up, and at Jack's face. He liked the way Jack was staring at his hardon. It made him feel good, and his penis throbbed in response. He watched with eagerness as Jack reached out and gently wrapped his fingers around his stiff penis and began to stroke him up and down in the classic style of masturbation. "I'm not going to last long," Ronnie said. "I'm already so hot and so close, that I'll probably cum any minute." "That's OK," Jack answered. "We have all weekend. We can do this over and over. Your penis looks neat. I never saw a better looking one, and it sure feels good in my hand." Jack's last comment was all it took to bring Ronnie to the edge. Without warning, his hips thrust into the air, his back arching, and with a loud groan, he sailed through a dry orgasm. The first wave of ecstacy was quickly followed by three more as Jack stopped stroking for a moment and just squeezed his cock. As Ronnie began to settle back onto the bed, Jack began stroking him gently but quickly, knowing how much better he felt when he did it to himself. He hadn't really thought about the fact that Ronnie might not be old enough to make semen. He quickly reminded himself that it hadn't been but a couple of months that he himself had started to produce cum when he climaxed. And with that, Jack scampered from the room, not giving any thought to his own erection. As he walked past John's chair, John looked up and whispered, "From what little I can hear, it sounds like you guys are having fun in there." Jack stopped by John's chair and blushed. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. It's OK isn't it?" "Sure it's OK. I told you it would be." Looking at Jack's crotch, John went on, "From the looks of things, that must have been Ronnie I heard." Without thinking, Jack pushed his hand down against his erection, feeling the little thrills that this always caused, and said, "Yeah, my turn's next. I'm just going to get us a coke." Then, in a conspiratorial whisper Jack said, "Ronnie's circumcised, too!" "Well, you don't want to take too long talking to me, then. Ronnie will start to wonder what's happened to you." He was eager to get back to the bedroom. As he walked back past John's chair with a coke in one hand and a glass in the other, he glanced down and saw that John, too, had a hardon poking up the loose material of his lounging shorts. He smiled to himself as he walked past without commenting on John's condition. He thought he might make a little more noise than Ronnie had, just to tease his favorite uncle. When he got back to the bedroom, he found Ronnie still lying on his back, his penis lying limply in his lap. Jack set the coke and glass on the table and reached over to play with Ronnie's penis and balls. "Whoa! It's my turn!" Ronnie exclaimed. Then he blushed and whispered, "Gosh, do you suppose Uncle John heard that?" "He might have, but I doubt it. Besides, he won't know what you meant and wouldn't care if he did," Jack answered. At least part of what he said was true. John would know what Ronnie meant, but he wouldn't care. "Do you think he saw that wet spot on your underwear?" Ronnie asked with some concern as Jack stood there pouring coke into the glass of ice. "I don't know. It doesn't show up much on these white shorts. But I'm sure he's seen it before anyway, so it wouldn't surprise him." "Well, it might not surprise him, but it would sure tell him what we're doing. Besides, why wouldn't it surprise him? What do you mean, he's seen it before?" Glancing over at Ronnie, Jack saw that his friend's penis was becoming erect. Evidently he was getting excited by the direction this conversation was going. Jack was a little concerned that he may have said too much already, but Ronnie's growing erection encouraged him to continue cautiously. "Well, like I told you, Uncle John's a neat guy, and he understands what guys our age go through with hardons popping up all the time and wanting to play with them and stuff, and he's always encouraged me to feel comfortable about it. So I've kinda gotten used to getting hard with him around and not worrying about it. I already told you he's seen me with a hardon before." Jack's dick was stiff as a board and throbbing against his briefs, the up and down twitches drawing the attention of Ronnie's eager stare. Ronnie reached out and grasped Jack's penis through his underwear and squeezed gently. "And you figure he's seen wet spots on your jockey shorts, too?" "Yeah. Like tonight when we stood by his chair? I did that once before when I was really hot and had been playing around with it a little bit, and he touched the wet spot at the end of my dick and said something like 'got a little problem here?' I almost came when he touched me." Ronnie grabbed his own hardon with his free hand and squeezed while still rubbing Jack's penis through his shorts. "Wow. That sounds neat. I wish I had an uncle like him." Then without further comment, Ronnie let go of his prick and reached out with both hands and gently pulled Jack's shorts down past his butt and crotch. He smiled up at Jack as he gazed at his friend's erection with the sparse patch of hair at its base. Jack's penis was almost the same size as his own. He reached out and toyed with the hair at Jack's groin. "Hey! You're circumcised, too!" Ronnie exclaimed, not thinking about John being in the next room. "Your penis looks neat." he went on. "Gosh, your penis is softer than I thought it would be," he said. And then he slipped his hand down over Jack's hardon, rubbing his fingers along the top of it from base to tip and down the underneath side and across his nuts. Then he grasped the hardon in his hand and began sliding his hand up and down slowly. "Wow! Your dick feels really good in my hand." he whispered loudly. He blushed and looked quickly at the door when he realized how loud he had spoken. In a normal voice, Jack said, "Yeah? Well your hand feels good on my dick, too. Mmmmm! That feels good." Flustered, Ronnie asked, "Don't you think you should keep your voice down? Uncle John might hear you." Jack noticed that this was the second time Ronnie had referred to John as his uncle. "Nah. I'm not worried. I don't think he can hear me from the TV room. He's pretty tied up in his book anyway. Move over so I can lay down." As Jack laid back on the bed, Ronnie was quick to grasp his penis again. Jack closed his eyes and just lay there, enjoying the feel of his friend beating him off. Their conversation dwindled to a stop as Ronnie concentrated on what he was doing, his eyes feasting on his hand moving up and down somebody else's hardon. Once in a while he would let go of Jack's erection and cup his nuts in his hand, rubbing them gently with the palm of his hand as he watched Jack's penis throb. He found that he was really enjoying just looking at Jack's hardon. "I like looking at your penis as much as playing with it. It looks really cool, and it feels great!" Ronnie said in a normal voice. Evidently he had quickly gotten over his fear of being overheard. "I'm gettin' close," Jack said. In only a moment or two, he could feel his semen beginning to boil up out of his nuts. "Here it cums!" he exclaimed. It would have been difficult to tell which boy was groaning the loudest as Ronnie watched with fascination as the cum shot out of the dick in his hand. He stopped his pumping as Jack had and just squeezed as Jack shot spurt after spurt of creamy jism onto his chest and stomach. Then as Jack started to calm down, he began moving his hand up and down on the softening penis, the semen that was dripping from the head making it slick. Jack and Ronnie both watched as the cum oozed out of the little eye in the end of Jack's penis and dribbled down over Ronnie's hand. "God, what a mess, huh?" Ronnie said with an embarrassed laugh. Without thinking, Jack wiped some cum from his chest and licked it from his hand and said, "No big deal. I'll get the towel from under the bed and clean up." Ronnie just sat there in amazement, Jack's penis barely softening in his hand. "Did you just do what I think you did? Did you just lick some of your cum off your hand?" Embarrassed now, Jack blushed crimson. "Uh, yeah, I guess I did. I've tasted it before and didn't even stop to think about it. I hope you don't think I'm queer or something." "No way, Jack. You couldn't be queer. I'm just surprised, that's all. What's it taste like? "Kind of sweet and salty at the same time. I like it, but I like to have something to wash it down with. Hand me the coke, will ya?" Jack was amazed when Ronnie raised his hand to his mouth and tentatively tasted a drop of his cum. "Well... what do you think?" he asked. "You're right. It doesn't taste all that bad," Ronnie answered as he began licking the rest of Jack's cum from his fingers. "But it does leave an after taste. Give me some of that coke." As Ronnie drank about half of the glass of coke, Jack used the towel to clean his cum from his penis and testicles. Then, as Ronnie leaned across his chest to put the glass back on the table, his hardon rubbed across Jack's nipple. "Stand up on the bed," Jack said. As Ronnie stood up, his new hardon sticking out proudly, Jack got up on his knees, sitting back on his ankles. This put his face about even with Ronnie's cock which he began to examine as though he were a doctor. Mimicking the tone of a doctor, Jack pretended to be examining his friend as a doctor would. He grabbed the penis in the finger tips of one hand and rolled the nuts around with the finger of the other hand. Ronnie was enjoying the view as he looked down on Jack from above. He was amazed by what Jack did next, though, amazed and excited. "It looks OK," Jack said after a minute or two. Then he leaned forward and sniffed Ronnie's crotch, his nose sliding over the boy's scrotum and penis. "Smells OK, too," he said as Ronnie gasped at the contact. Then Ronnie almost died at what Jack did next. Pursing his lips, Jack planted a wet kiss on the head of Ronnie's penis, snapping his tongue out to give a quick lick to the blind eye in the end. "Wonder what it tastes like," he said as he sat back on his haunches. Ronnie's eyes were wide with amazement and lust. His dick throbbed with anticipation and pent up sexual tension. "I can't believe you just kissed my dick!" he exclaimed. "Would you do that again?" "Will you think I'm queer if I do?" "No way, Jack. We're just having fun here. I'll kiss yours if you want me too." With that, Jack knew he was safe. Bending forward he cupped Ronnie's balls in his hand and massaged them gently. Glancing up quickly, he saw that Ronnie was watching him intently, and he could hear his friend's rapid breathing. Slowly he moved his face closer to his friend's penis, dragging out the inevitable, teasing Ronnie with the delay. Finally, his lips again touched the end of Ronnie's penis. Jack let them linger there for a moment as Ronnie's breathing increased and the muscles in his legs began to tremble. Then Jack parted his lips slightly, stuck his tongue out and drew it up the last inch of Ronnie's erection. As it slid across the hole in the end, he pushed his head forward and sucked Ronnie's entire penis into his mouth. It felt delicious and the lack of hair made it different than Rex's and Rusty's. Caught by surprise, Ronnie burst out with no attempt to soften his voice, "Oh God! I can't believe you're doing that. It feels great!" Letting Ronnie's penis pop from his mouth, Jack put his finger to his lips and shushed his friend. He couldn't tell if the red color in Ronnie's face was from embarrassment at his outburst or from the sexual excitement he was experiencing. "Do it some more?" Ronnie pleaded "OK," Jack said quietly. Jack went back to work sucking on Ronnie's skinny erection, playing with his nuts while he sucked back and forth. The penis sliding along his tongue felt wonderful and its slight girth made it easy to suck on. It wasn't long before Ronnie was pushing on his head, warning him without words that he was close to cuming. As he felt the boy's penis begin to swell in his mouth, he moved back quickly and began pumping it with his hand. He finished his friend off with his hand, preferring to wait until later to suck him to a climax. When he was finished, Ronnie practically fell onto the bed. Then in a flash, he pushed Jack onto his back and thrust his head into his lap, licking Jack's penis rapidly and sliding his tongue all over his friend's ballsac. Jack was amazed at how avidly Ronnie was going after him with his mouth and watched with growing excitement as his penis disappeared into Ronnie's mouth. Ronnie's mouth fairly flew up and down Jack's hardon as though he couldn't get enough fast enough. As he sucked, he played with Jack's balls, just as Jack had done for him. He seemed to sense when Jack was ready to cum and replaced his mouth with his hand. This time as Jack's cum spurted from his penis, Ronnie kept pumping. Cum flew all over him, his face, hands and chest. Fortunately none of it got on the bed. When Jack was completely spent, Ronnie rolled over onto his back and proceeded to lick Jack's cum from his hand. Then he scooped it from his arms and chest and licked that up, too. "Give me some coke," he said when he was through. "I can't believe we just did that to each other. That's got to be the most exciting thing that's ever happened to me." "What? Getting a blow job or giving one?" Jack asked. "Both!" Ronnie said with a giggle. The boys laid there for a few minutes to calm down as they took turns cleaning up the last of Jack's cum with the towel. When they were through, Ronnie noticed that it was only 10:00. Leaning up on one elbow, he said, "I wish we could spend the whole weekend naked. I hate having to wear clothes." "We could, if you want to. I'm sure Uncle John wouldn't care." Ronnie's eyes grew large as he considered Jack's response. "Nah, I don't think I could walk out of here naked. You want to put our shorts back on and go out and see what Uncle John is doing?" Jack wondered briefly just how long it would be before Ronnie was traipsing around the house with no clothes on. He didn't think it would take very long. "Sure," he said, and the two of them slipped into their underwear and left the bedroom, leaving their t-shirts on the floor.