Jordan’s Dare

© 2021

by

Jonathan Longhorn

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Chapter 7

Shoving thoughts of being fucked to the back burner for now, he hoped, Jordan refocused his attention on the cock in his mouth. Cameron’s cock. His best, closest friend’s cock. Yeah, he needed to focus every iota of attention on Cameron’s cock. Cameron’s hefty, drooling, beautiful—actually kind of breathtaking—cock.

He used his lips to slowly push the sheath back toward Cameron’s balls—his hands were firmly gripping his buddy’s thick thighs for support—he inhaled the heady aroma of Cameron’s intimate scents as he made progress down the length of the shaft. It was a heady, pungent, masculine, all man kind of aroma that Cameron seemed to exude without even trying.

No wonder all the ladies swoon when he walks by. Well, that and his five-star looks and killer body and probably plenty of coffee maker talk about this thick cock and these full balls. And with thighs like this he probably fucks like a jackhammer on steroids and….

But he digressed.

He wasn’t here to think about all that. Not right now anyway. He was here to give Cameron a blow job. And a blow job he was going to delivery.

Jordan adjusted his position, kneeling there between Cameron’s legs and he reached up to gently stroke his friend’s balls with one hand while the other wrapped around the base of his shaft and began a delicate but firm tugging. He felt his friend’s hand stroke across the top of his head and then Cameron’s fingers combed through his hair. The palm of his other hand held Jordan’s head in place.

Ty glanced down between Jordan’s legs and took note of a very hard cock snaking its way down his left thigh. He grinned to himself; it seemed Jordan was totally into this cocksucking idea. Interesting. With his free hand, he caught the attention of both Miles and Cameron. He pointed downward and they followed his gesture. Their eyes widened and they, too, grinned.

Cameron reached for the collar of Jordan’s shirt and began tugging.

“Arms up, Jordy,” Cameron directed. “Need to get you more comfortable.”

“Mmffiinn…,” Jordan mumbled around the throbbing cock that was stuffed in his mouth.

“Nah, come on, Jordy,” Cameron said as he tugged harder on his friend’s shirt collar. “Arms up.”

Jordan relented and lifted his arms; he felt his shirt coming out of his jeans and being pulled up and over his head without even being unbuttoned. He paused only briefly as the material passed his mouth and Cameron’s cock before he was right back at it—sucking away.

“You can take off your pants if you want,” Cameron said softly. “You don’t want to choke that boner to death.”

Jordan paused. Choke that boner? He pulled off Cameron’s cock and looked down. Oh. That boner. WTF? He had a boner? While he was sucking a cock he had a boner? And another WTF. His form-fitting jeans were choking the life out of it. But did he need to let the guys see that?

“Yeah, Jordan,” Ty said from somewhere behind him. “It’s cool. Take off your pants if you want. Get comfortable.”

“Yeah, I mean, it’s not like we haven’t seen you naked before,” Miles interjected. “We take showers at the station all the time.”

Jordan sighed. Good arguments. And he had nothing to retort. Other than explaining why he had a throbbing hard on while he was in the midst of sucking another guy’s cock. He couldn’t really even explain that one to himself. Relenting, he accepted Ty and Cameron’s arms digging into his pits and lifting him to his feet. He popped the button on his jeans and tugged down the zipper. He made quick work of shoving the jeans down his muscular legs and stepping out of them after he kicked off his shoes. He took a brief moment to adjust himself in the jock strap that he had been wearing under his jeans—like he nearly always did unless he went commando—and then he sank back to his knees.

Cameron’s left hand went right to the back of Jordan’s head and he guided him back to his cock. Jordan’s tongue went out immediately to scoop up a large glob of precum before it could fall from the tip to the floor.

“That’s it, buddy,” Cameron urged. “Get back to it. Take my cock.” Jordan obeyed without question. He went back to work on his friend’s cock like it was the most natural thing in the world. “That’s it. Yeah, just like that. Wanna make me real happy, Jordy? Lick right at the spot where the base of my balls are sewn to my taint.”

Jordan’s head tilted on that one. Sewn? What, was he put together like Dr. Frankenstein’s creation? Nonetheless, he pulled Cameron’s spit glistening cock out of his mouth, he ran his tongue over the head briefly to lick up any precum that was about to drip, and then he lowered his head as his left hand lifted his friend’s hefty balls. He gazed at the spot Cameron had told him to lick and was impressed at how smooth it seemed. Not just hairless, Cameron did obvious manscaping in the whole pubic region but right here. Like Cameron had said, where the base of his balls was ‘sewn’ to his taint. Smooth. Smooth like silk. He leaned in and first stuck his nose in there under Cameron’s balls and breathed deeply before pulling back ever so slightly and directing his tongue to the spot Cameron had indicated. He licked. He licked again. He licked and licked and…licked.

“Fuck,” Cameron hissed out. He felt his toes curl at the attention Jordy was giving him right now. “Oh fuck yeah.”

“Good,” Ty asked huskily.

Cameron nodded in response. His voice failed him just them.

Jordan licked along his friend’s taint and then back up and over his smooth balls. He took the left nut into his mouth and gently sucked and tongued at it before letting it slip out—dripping—and then gave the same attention to the right nut. Once he had them both dripping, he licked his way up the shaft of Cameron’s throbbing cock and then plunged back down it.

Cameron held on for dear life at this point as his best friend licked and sucked and bobbed and corkscrewed his way down and up, down and up, and around. He felt his balls begin to boil. The taint licking had pretty much done him in. He wasn’t going to last much longer. Not now. He was going to cum down his best friend’s throat any moment.

Jordan redoubled his sucking when he felt the fingers of both Cameron’s hands snake through his hair and pull his head tightly into his crotch. He had to move his own hands back to Cameron’s thick thighs just to keep from choking. He pulled back and released the cock momentarily, licking down and up its full length. He glanced up into Cameron’s dazed eyes.

“Skull fuck me.”

Cameron’s eyes went wide but he was so far gone at this point he wouldn’t have been able to argue even if he had wanted to. He watched Jordy sink back down on his raging hard cock and gripped his friend’s head more tightly. His fingers threaded through his hair more fully. He adjusted his stance over his best friend and he began stroking his hips forward and back, forward and back. He began fucking Jordan’s mouth. If Jordan wanted a skull fuck, he was going to give him a skull fuck.

And. He did.

Cameron fucked Jordan’s mouth like it was the most important thing in the world. And right at this moment? It was. It was very important. His cock was throbbing. His balls were boiling. He was not going to last much longer. He stroked in and out, in and out, in and out…and Jordan took it. And more. Just then. Jordan’s throat opened up. And Cameron’s cock sank into his throat until he bottomed out with his balls pressed against Jordan’s chin.

“Oh fuck,” Ty choked out.

“Geez,” Miles choked as well.

“Gonna cum,” Cameron cried out hoarsely. “Gonna cum. Gonna….”

Cameron throbbing cock swelled and sank in once more and then exploded down Jordan’s throat. One, two, three blasts of cum shot right down his throat. Cameron pulled back for numbers four, five and six which coated the inside of his mouth—roof, cheeks, gums, tongue. He kept a tight grip on Jordan’s head, his fingers dug into his hair, and he pulled his pulsing cock out of his friend’s mouth to coat his face with the remaining blasts of cum. He had no idea how many because his head was swirling at the orgasmic release of it all. But when he opened his eyes and looked down, Jordan’s face was dripping with his cum—forehead, nose, cheeks, jaw…chin….

That wasn’t the only surprise just then.

Jordan felt his own balls boil over and send a volcanic eruption up and out of his throbbing cock to flood his jock strap. He kept cumming and cumming and cumming. He was afraid the jock would explode from it all and he could feel it seeping into the material—seeping into and through it.

“You should see your face right now, Jord,” Ty said with amusement. “You look like a glazed donut.”

Jordan’s face flushed crimson beneath that layer of cum but he couldn’t help but grin slightly. He kind of felt like a glazed donut.

“Yeah, fortunately we’ve got it on our cell phones,” Miles added. “You’ll get to see the whole thing later.”

Jordan nodded before he looked up to study Cam’s face, and—those eyes. Cam was staring down at him in a partially dreamlike state and partially…. What? He was unsure. Bewildered? Yeah, maybe.

“Was it good?”

“Sheah,” Cameron let out a soft chuckle. “It was incredible, Jordy.”

“Well, anytime you want more,” Jordan said before he could stop himself. “Any of you. Just say the word.”

They all looked at each other as they helped Jordan to his feet. Ty grabbed a chip off the platter on the island and used it to scoop a glob of Cameron’s cum off Jordan’s face and hold it out in front of his face. Jordan didn’t even pause to argue. He leaned in, his mouth opened and he ate it. Miles and Cameron took turns doing the same. They repeated the process until Jordan’s face was relatively clean.

“You came in your jock?”

Everyone looked at Miles and then followed his pointing. They looked down to see Jordan’s jock soaked through. He had, in fact, cum when Cameron was cumming down his throat.

“I take it you like sucking dick,” Cameron said with a snicker.

“Yeah, I guess I do,” Jordan answered.

And to think—this all started as a snarky joke to get the guys off his back about playing that stupid game and it turned into…what? Had it unlocked a genuine desire here? It sure felt like it.

“I guess I do,” Jordan repeated. “Anytime you guys want. No game required.”

“So,” Ty said as he clapped Jordan’s shoulder. “You ever been curious about getting fucked?”

THE END

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