Date: Fri, 12 Feb 2021 16:03:23 +0100
From: Queer Wolf <queerwolf@gmx.net>
Subject: Rolling the Dice

Lockdown. Shutdown. Shelter at home. No matter what you call it, it sucks
not being able to see your friends whenever you want to. I was luckier than
some because I was sharing an apartment with my best friend, but he worked
nights while I was more of a day person, so we didn't get to see much of
each other for days at a time. Things looked up a bit when Jesse, my
roommate's teenage son, decided to ride the pandemic out with us instead of
with his mother.

Jesse was a really nice kid. A bit shy at first, but after a few days, when
we'd gotten to know each other a bit better, he grew more comfortable
around me. So much so that he didn't care anymore if I saw him in any state
of undress. Sometimes, when we met at the bathroom door in the morning and
he was wearing nothing but the boxers he slept in, I had a hard time not to
stare at his obvious morning wood.

One thing Jesse had in common with his dad, and me for that matter, was a
love for all kinds of games, especially board games and table top role
playing games. That's why he often watched videos online of guys playing
board games. One night while his dad was at work he was watching a show
called `Critical Roll' where a bunch of people played Dungeons & Dragons
together. I was sitting on the couch, just surfing the web, listening to
the video with half an ear too.

When one of the players had some spectacularly bad luck with their dice
rolls, I said, "He could be related to you. Bad luck with dice runs in your
family!"

"Does not!" Jesse replied. "In fact, I'm going to roll for a new D&D
character right now to prove you wrong. Now where is that bag with all of
dad's dice?"

He paused the video and went to the bookshelf where we kept all the games,
grabbing the big bag with all kinds of different dice. Then he sat at the
dining room table and rummaged through the bag.

"Hey, what's that?" Jesse asked a couple of minutes later.

I looked over to him and saw him holding up three larger than average dice
in various colors. I recognized them right away because I had brought them
with me from Germany; one of the dice had various actions, one had body
parts, and the third had locations around the house, and you could use them
to play some naughty games.

"Hmm, I can't read any of this," Jesse muttered. "Is that German? Are those
yours? Oh, wait, I do know this word!"

He grinned and held up one of the dice to me. I could already imagine which
word he was talking about, but I got up and went over to him anyway. Sure
enough, he held up the side that read, `Penis'.

"Those are sexy dice, aren't they?" Jesse said. "Did you use them with my
dad?"

"I will neither confirm nor deny that!" I said, though I couldn't help but
smile at some good memories.

"Ah, c'mon, it's okay. I know that you're more than just friends. In fact,
mom once told me that you're one of the reasons they broke up."

"She did?"

"Yep. I should probably thank you for that, he is so much happier since the
divorce!"

I didn't really know what to reply to that. Apparently Jesse didn't expect
me to anyway. He continued to look at the dice, then he suddenly rolled all
three of them and asked, "What do they say?"

The result was actually relatively tame, so I translated honestly, "Rub --
Neck -- Table"

"So I'm supposed to rub your neck at the table?"

Before I could reply, Jesse got up and stood behind me, putting both of his
hands on my neck. I got goosebumps all over my body as he gently rubbed my
neck with his soft hands. After what seemed like hours but was probably
less than a minute, he stopped and sat down again, still grinning.

"Okay, your turn!" he said.

I shrugged and grabbed the dice, figuring he would chicken out soon
enough. The dice landed on `Tickle -- Belly -- Kitchen', which I translated
for him.

Jesse walked the couple of steps from the table into the kitchen area,
leaned against the counter and lifted up his t-shirt. Apparently he wasn't
ready to quit just yet. I went over, knelt down in front of him and without
any warning started to tickle his flat stomach and sides. Jesse laughed out
loud, squirming a bit, as I let my fingers dance over his smooth skin,
daring to go as far down as the waistband of his shorts. It might have been
my imagination, but I was pretty sure that I saw something stir in those
shorts.

"Still think this is fun?" I asked when I finally stopped the tickle
torture.

"Hell yeah," he snorted, "it's a nice change from playing the same games
over and over."

He grabbed the dice again and rolled, then looked at me expectantly.

"Lick -- Chest -- Carpet," I translated.

"Hmm, I don't think we have a carpet anywhere in the apartment," he said,
looking around.

He was right, the entire apartment had those laminated floors that were
made to look like wood, and we never bothered to get a carpet. But maybe
that was for the best because I could give him an easy way out of it.

"Well, I guess it's game over then," I started to say, but Jesse
interrupted me right away.

"Oh no, it's not. I have an idea!"

He ran into the bathroom and came back a moment later with the small carpet
that was usually in front of the shower tub for when you got out with wet
feet. Jesse put it in the middle of the living room and motioned for me to
lie down.

I got down on the floor and Jesse straddled me, sitting right on top of my
crotch. He shoved my t-shirt up to expose my chest, stuck out his tongue
and licked once from one nipple to the other. Once again his touch sent
shivers through my body, and my dick reacted too. There was no way that
Jesse didn't feel the growing hardness, but he gave no indication. Instead
he continued to lick around my nipples and he even gave one a little bite
before he stopped.

"Hey, no nibbling," I complained, winking at him, "there's an extra side on
the dice for that!"

"There is? Cool!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. "Maybe you get to
nibble on me then. Your roll!"

Since Jesse obviously had no intention to end this game, I decided to just
go with it and see where it led us. My dice roll certainly made things more
interesting -- `Suck -- Butt -- Couch'.

Jesse grinned broadly and quickly stretched out face down on the couch. I
sat next to him, grabbed the waistband of his shorts and slowly pulled them
down to his knees. Then I pulled his boxers down as well, but only just
below his butt cheeks. I would have loved to just pulled them off, or at
least far enough down to maybe see his balls, but I figured that I would
likely see them anyway before the night was over, if the game continued.

The boy wiggled his firm butt invitingly. I bent down, taking a moment to
take in the clean scent of the shower he had taken earlier, with just a
hint of boy sweat underneath. Then I put my mouth on his right butt cheek
and blew a raspberry.

"Oops, sorry," I said as he was laughing, "it was set to blow instead of
suck."

I bent down again and this time I really sucked on his firm cheek,
hard. With both hands on his butt I squeezed a little too, and I could feel
the muscles tighten underneath my hands.

"There," I said about a minute later, "now you have a nice butt hickey."

"What?" Jesse jumped up from the couch, almost tripping over his shorts,
and ran into the bathroom with his naked butt still on full display. I
heard him laugh out loud and when he came back he said, "You weren't
kidding, you really gave me a hickey. I'll get you back for that!"

The dice rolled across the table again, landing on `Rub -- Belly -- Couch'.

"Hmm, boring, we already did that, sort of," Jesse complained. "I want a
do-over!"

"No mulligans!" I said. "Besides, I love belly rubs. I'll let you in on a
little secret: the very first time I spent a night with your dad, it
started with a belly rub and ended with -- well, never mind that now!"

He looked at me skeptically, but I just took his hand and pulled him over
to the couch where I sat down and took off my shirt. Jesse sat next to me
and I put his hand on my belly.

"Do some slow circles," I instructed, "going a bit lower every time."

He did as I told him, making me sigh contentedly. Jesse raised an eyebrow,
probably thinking I was faking it, but as his hand moved lower the bulge in
my shorts was very obvious. He continued rubbing my belly, going as far as
letting a couple of fingers slip under the waistband, before I stopped him.

"Wow, that really works on you, doesn't it," he said.

"Oh yeah!" I replied, rearranging my boner. "Now let's see if you like
whatever is next just as much."

I rolled the dice again and Jesse pumped his fist when he saw the result.

"Penis!" he exclaimed. "Finally! What do the other dice say? What do you
have to do to my dick?"

"I get to nibble on it in the tub."

"Not my first choice of location, but I like the nibbling part," Jesse said
and all but ran into the bathroom.

He was already standing in the shower tub, arms akimbo, when I entered the
room. I could only shake my head at this much enthusiasm, though on the
inside I was probably just as excited. Stepping into the shower with him, I
squatted down in front of him.

"Last chance to say game over," I told him.

"I'm not a quitter!" Jesse said. "We're going to finish this game!"

"Well, let's hope you don't finish early right now!"

I winked at him and grabbed the waistband of his shorts, slowly pulling
them down along with his boxers. Jesse's hard dick got caught in the fabric
for a bit, but then it was released and slapped up against his belly.

"Oh, cool, you're uncut!" I said. "I didn't know that. And what a nice
foreskin to nibble on."

Jesse's crotch and balls were smooth, but I could see the beginnings of
some stubble, which meant that he had actually shaved his pubes just
recently. The head of his dick was still covered by the foreskin. Holding
onto his hips, I carefully bit some of the tender skin, pulling a
little. As I continued to nibble on it, it started to get wet and I could
taste a few drops of precum on my lips. Unable to resist, I pulled the
foreskin all the way back and licked over the exposed head.

"Hey," Jesse laughed, "no licking unless the dice tell you to. Those were
your rules. You better cool off a little!"

Without warning, Jesse turned on the shower, soaking both of us with cold
water in seconds. I quickly stood up and managed to turn the water off
again, but of course we were already wet to the skin.

"I should spank you for that," I laughed, wiping water out of my eyes.

"Only if the dice tell you to," he said again. "I guess we better take off
all our wet clothes now, huh?"

Not waiting for an answer, Jesse quickly stripped naked, leaving his wet
clothes in the shower. I followed suit after staring at his slim body for a
few moments as he was toweling off. Both naked, hard and slightly damp we
went back into the living room.

It was Jesse's turn to roll the dice, but he only used two of them. When I
pointed this out he told me it was no mistake. He liked the third dice, the
one that read `Penis', just the way it was right now. I wasn't going to
argue anymore.

"And?" Jesse asked.

"Suck -- Penis -- Table," I croaked.

Jesse pressed his naked body against mine, pushing me back against the
table. Then he continued to push until I was actually on my back on top of
the table, with my rock hard dick proudly sticking up. He took it into his
hand, bending down slowly, and finally wrapped his soft lips around it. I
closed my eyes as Jesse started to swirl his tongue around the head,
pushing it under the foreskin. It certainly felt like he had done that
before, or maybe he was just a natural.

I had my hands on Jesse's head, stroking his hair, until I felt that I was
getting too close. Then I gently lifted his head up, away from my throbbing
dick.

"I want to finish this," Jesse whispered, "please!"

"We will finish it," I promised, "but I need to make a final roll first."

I sat up and grabbed the dice, but instead of rolling them I just placed
all three the way I wanted them.

"Lick -- Vagina -- Bed," I answered Jesse's unasked question.

"Vagina? But I don't even have a ...," he started.

"You have something even better though," I said, pulling him close and
rubbing a finger through his butt crack.

Jesse's smile grew wide when he got the meaning of this. He put both arms
around my neck and I picked him up, carrying him into my bedroom where I
put him down onto the bed. I intended to go down on him, but Jesse quickly
moved around and into a sixty-nine position.

"I told you I want to finish it," he said and took my dick into his mouth
again.

I took a moment to pull back his foreskin and spread the precum around the
head before finally swallowing his dick too. Soon we were both moaning and
it almost turned into a race to see who could get the other off first. In
the end I won when Jesse couldn't hold back any longer. His dick spasmed,
his balls tightened and my mouth was filled with a surprisingly large
amount of sweet cum. And while I was still savoring the taste, I reached my
own climax, giving Jesse a snack as well.

When Jesse finally relaxed and released my dick, I changed positions again
in order to finish the result of that final roll -- or rather placement --
of the dice. I lifted up his butt, spreading the cheeks with my thumbs, and
went straight for his pink pucker.

"Oh yes!" Jesse muttered, pulling his knees up to allow me even better
access. "Don't stop, go for the win!"

Not taking my tongue out of his butt, I grabbed his hand and gave it a
squeeze to let him know that I was happy to oblige. When I tried to take my
hand away again, Jesse held it back for a second and put something in. He
had found the bottle of lube that I kept on my nightstand.

After spending some time loosening him up with my tongue, I poured a good
amount of lube on my hand and spread it around Jesse's hole, slowly pushing
a finger deep inside his ass. I looked up to see him with his eyes closed,
still smiling, even more so when I found his prostate for the first
time. Finally I coated my dick, already wet with saliva, with more lube and
held the head against Jesse's boyhole.

Now he opened his eyes, looking first at my dick touching his butt, then
into my eyes. A small nod told me that he was ready, so I pushed. There was
a little resistance at first, but I had prepared him well enough and once
the head was inside I could easily push my dick in all the way until my
balls touched his butt.

Jesse lifted his upper body off the bed, and I pulled him up until be was
basically sitting on my lap, still impaled on my dick. Apparently he wanted
to set the pace because he started humping right away. I put my hands under
his butt, supporting him, while he had his arms around my neck, his face
pressed against my chest. Jesse was panting and moaning, making cute little
whimpering noises, as he upped the pace more and more. His hard dick was
rubbing against my belly, and suddenly a warm wetness spread between our
bodies. His butt muscles were contracting when he climaxed, squeezing my
dick tight and sending me over the edge as well.

For a long time I just held Jesse in my arms, letting my dick go soft
before pulling out. Still naked, I pulled the blanket over the both of us
and spooned him.

"This feels so good," Jesse sighed contentedly.

"Uh huh," I agreed, "but you probably should get into your own bed before
your dad comes home in the morning. I'm not sure how he'd react if he saw
us like this."

"Actually, he was the one who suggested that I could easily get into your
pants, if I played my cards right. Turns out I needed dice instead of
cards, but nobody can ever tell me again that I have bad luck with dice!"