Date: Thu, 3 May 2007 08:46:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Friend in Need (5)

   Jordan turned to lie full length on the bed, and propped a pillow behind
his head, as Brett got up off his knees, and left the room, heading across
the hall to the bathroom. The same feeling of awkwardness that he had
experienced after sucking Jordan the first time once again surfaced, and he
took a long look at himself in the bathroom mirror, slowly shaking his head
in mild amazement. Some measure of the amazement that he felt was
definitely channeled at himself, and the boldness of his actions, both last
night, and again, just now, but the remainder stemmed from how casually
Jordan seemed to accept those actions. Brett had held his secret desires in
close check throughout their friendship, always assuming that the studly
Jordan would freak at the first sign of anything even mildly resembling gay
activity, and he was completely amazed that Jordan had, apparently, not
only readily accepted his desire to suck him, but had, in fact, all but
initiated this particular event by his somewhat lame spoof about checking
out his newly painted bedroom. Brett gazed again at his image in the
mirror, and again shook his head at the wonder of it all, then moved to the
commode to take care of business.

   Finished, he splashed some cold water on his still flushed face, and
dried with a face towel, then, reluctantly rinsed with some mouthwash,
effectively eradicating the lingering taste of Jordan's discharge from his
mouth. He ran his fingers through his hair, then, walked back to his
bedroom. He paused as he entered the room, his eyes gliding hungrily over
Jordan's still naked body stretched out on his bed, then, closed the door,
and went over to the bed, where he settled in along Jordan, and pushed a
pillow behind his head. Jordan said nothing, but reached in between them to
grip Brett's hand in his own, and squeezed it, as Brett too remained
silent, and squeezed back.
   Several minutes passed, the two of them quietly lying side by side
holding hands, and finally, Jordan spoke, sighing heavily first, then
saying,

   "Dude, you are SO the best...man, I can't even tell you how freeking
awesome that is...how raucous that feels...man!" as he gave Brett's hand a
firm squeeze.

   Brett felt the heat flare across his cheeks, and he knew he was blushing
again, as he returned the pressure of Jordan's grip, and mumbled,

   "Yea...?...cool...well, it, um, actually...is pretty much
awesome...on...my end, too!"

   Jordan rolled his head sideways, his penetrating eyes fixing on Brett's
flushed face, as he said very quietly,

   "Is it...?...really...?...well, cool...very cool, actually...but you
know, it sort of seems kind of....dunno...like, one way, I guess, you
know?"

   Brett rolled his head on the pillow, and met Jordan's gaze, the
awkwardness now changing to a feeling very near embarrassment, as he
searched for the words to express his own pleasure that derived from
sucking his friends cock. Finally, keenly aware of the heat searing his
cheeks, he stammered,

   "No man, seriously...I mean, well shit...it's not like that,
Jordan...really...I like doing it to you...a lot, actually...hell, I've
thought about it, like, forever...and, well...it's even better than I
thought...and, it's enough for me, I guess...I mean, I don't feel like I'm
being left out, or anything...oh shit, man...I don't know how to say it,
but it's all good, just like it is, okay?"

   Jordan held onto Brett's eyes another minute, and slowly nodded his
head, as he smiled, and replied,

   "You got that right, Buddy-boy, it definitely IS all good...incredible,
and unbelievable, even...I'm thinking I must be, like, the luckiest dude on
the planet, having a best-bud like you!"

   Brett felt the blush deepen, and averted his eyes, suddenly unable to
absorb the intensity of the expression on Jordan's handsome face, and, as
his gaze shifted, his eyes settled on Jordan's thick penis where it lay
slack on his groin. He felt his balls stir as he savored the sculpted
contours of it, and the perfect helmet shape of the wide head, and he
shuddered, a small groan escaping from his chest, as he rolled onto his
side, and slid his hand down across Jordan's flat stomach, and traced his
index finger along the underside of the shaft several times, before moving
lower, to gently cup Jordan's plump scrotum in his palm. The balls felt
heavy in his hand, and he worked his fingers over the ample nuggets, loving
the sensation of them rolling within the pouch, as Jordan splayed his legs
wider, and groaned softly. The penis stirred instantly, thickening, and
swelling to erection, as Brett watched in awe, then, released the ball sac,
and closed his fist around the stalk of the now fully erect penis of his
friend. He pumped it slowly, and trailed his fingertip across the glassy
smooth knob, prompting more groans from Jordan, and he moved again,
bringing his head to rest on Jordan's stomach, as he hungrily eyed the
rigid cock that was now scant inches from his face.

   "Jesus, Jordan!" he hissed, "What a great cock...already to go
again...it's unreal how it's, like, all hard as hell, and all soft, all at
the same time...amazing...!"

   Jordan groaned again, Brett felt his hand rubbing his back, as he
continued slowly pumping his fist on the rock hard shaft, his saliva
suddenly flooding into his mouth as he watched the bulbous head disappear,
and emerge, from his closed fist.

   "Yea, for sure...hard and ready...has to be, with you working your magic
on it...Christ, that's good, Brett...fuck yea...killer good...!" Jordan
panted, his breath rapid, and shallow, as the incredible sensations washed
over him.

   Brett giggled softly, as he used a fingertip to spread the flowing
precum across the satin-like head, drawing another strong shudder out of
Jordan and all of his earlier awkwardness, and embarrassment disappeared
and his desire boiled over inside him once more. Emboldened again, Brett
shifted his position quickly, ending up prone on the bed, and in between
Jordan's widely splayed legs, and he lightly ran his fingers up Jordan's
inner thighs, then, fondled his balls with one hand, as the other resumed
stroking his rigid erection. Jordan lifted his head off the pillow, and
peered wide-eyed over his torso, and groaned loudly at the image of his
friend sprawled between his legs, with his ball sac in one hand, and his
cock in the other. He shuddered, and dropped his head back on the pillow,
small bursts of bright light dancing in front of his eyes as the multiple
sensations coursed through him.

   Brett lowered his head, and extended his tongue, trailing it wetly along
the length of Jordan's inner thigh, lapping and flicking his tongue on the
smooth skin, until he reached the plump scrotum he held in his hand. He
dragged the flat of his tongue over the silky pouch, back and forth,
wetting it, then, tongued one firm nugget with his tongue tip, before
capturing it in his mouth, and sucking it gently. Jordan moaned, his
fingers clawing at the bedspread, as Brett sucked first one ball, and then
the other, and finally, both together, into his warm mouth, all the while
continuing to stroke the thick shaft of his cock. Jordan forced his
spinning head off the pillow again, and looked down, emitting another low
growl, seeing his scrotum fully engulfed in Brett's mouth. Brett rolled his
eyes up to meet Jordan's astonished gaze, and brazenly winked at him, as
Jordan groaned again, and dropped back on the pillow. Brett released his
pouch then, and used his fingers to push it to one side, as he extended his
tongue, and licked at the sensitive spot just behind Jordan's balls, moving
his tongue back and forth along the slightly bumpy little ridges there, as
Jordan arched his back, nearly lifting his butt completely off the bed, as
he moaned loudly.

   Moving back to Jordan's sac, Brett swabbed over it several times, before
moving back, as his fingers closed around the base of Jordan's cock, and he
lifted it off his groin so that it stood nearly straight out from his
body. He inched himself upward between Jordan's thighs, and slid out his
tongue once more, the flat of it swabbing over Jordan's drooling cock head,
as he swiped away the glistening fluids that oozed from the small
slit. Jordan gasped, his fists hammering at the bed, as Brett ran his
tongue along the pulsing shaft of his cock, down, and then back up, before
sliding the wide head between his soft lip, as he closed the just under the
mushroom cap, and sucked it, his tongue dipping into the oozing slit. He
took another couple of inches inside his mouth, sucking it, as his circled
finger, and thumb, stroked the very base of it, then, took the rest of it
in, gagging slightly as the bulbous head brushed the back of his throat. He
withdrew slightly, and held the thick cock in his mouth, suctioning it, as
he worked his tongue along the bottom of the shaft, and used his free hand
to fondle Jordan's balls. Jordan struggled to lift his head once more, and
look down, his eyes rolling back into his head, as he took in the
incredible sight of his cock fully buried into Brett's amazing mouth. He
dropped his head again, giving himself over to the multiple sensations that
flowed over him, and Brett settled into the now familiar rhythm that would
once more transport him over the top.

   The room filled with the combined sounds of Jordan's moans, and Brett's
slurping noises, and the gentle thumping of the headboard on the wall
behind it, and of the boys labored breathing, the groaning steadily
escalating as Brett's skillful blow job drove Jordan closer and closer to
his orgasm. It took a bit longer this time, given Jordan's recent forceful
ejaculation, but Brett was relentless, keeping his efforts steady, and
insistent, until finally Jordan was lost, his struggle for control slipping
completely out of control, as his balls boiled, and drew tight into his
body, and Brett felt the shaft thicken, and spasm, inside his mouth, then
erupt strongly, as his already full mouth was suddenly flooded with warm,
thick streamers of cum. Rope after rope of the creamy offering pumped into
Brett's mouth, and he swallowed rapidly, and he counted four very strong
pulses, and forceful expulsions, followed by two, or maybe three less
powerful spasms, and finally he became aware of a wilting of the spitting
monster in his mouth. He backed off a bit then, and swallowed, then worked
his tongue across the wide head several times, then slid it out of his
mouth, mindful of how sensitive it would be following the explosive
orgasm. He lay there another minute, simply staring at Jordan's softening
penis, and the loose pouch that dangled below it, as he ran his tongue
through his mouth, savoring the lingering flavors of Jordan's essence in
his mouth, then, on impulse, he scooted up the bed until he was parallel to
Jordan's panting body. Jordan looked at him, their faces almost touching,
and their eyes locked, as Brett slowly inched his face closer to Jordan's,
close enough that he felt the moist warmth of Jordan's breath when he
exhaled deeply. Brett's heart was hammering inside his chest, as he inched
closer still, and he closed his eyes, still moving forward, until his soft
lips met Jordan's. Jordan moaned again, a low kind of growl emanating from
somewhere deep, as he returned pressure against Brett's soft mouth until
they were actually kissing, very much to both their surprise. The first
seconds were awkward, even hesitant, but that was quickly abandoned, as the
two boys passions quickly grew until they were locked in a feverish soul
kiss, their tongues dueling with each other, and entering each others
mouth.

   As if suddenly becoming aware of what they were doing, they broke the
intense contact, and Brett lifted his head, pulling away slightly, as he
felt the onrush of heat, and color flood his face. Jordan just lay there,
his eyes slightly wide, as a slow, and sheepish little smile spread over
his handsome face, and he said, chuckling softly,

   "Jesus, Dude...you even kiss better than girls...shit...and
now...well...now I even kind of know what cum tastes like...my own,
anyway...and ya know, it's not all that bad, either!"

   Brett stopped holding his breath then, letting the air escape his lungs,
as he relaxed slightly, relieved at Jordan's reaction to his kissing him
that way, and he too smiled a sheepish little grin, fully aware of his very
hot cheeks, as he stammered,

   "Ya think...?...cool, cause that's pretty much what I think, too...and
you know, you kiss really good, too...!"

   Jordan chuckled, as he rolled onto his side, grinning widely at Brett,
as he slid his arm in between them, and closed his hand around Brett's
throbbing erection, gripping it outside his shorts, as he continue to look
deeply into his eyes, and said,

   "This whole thing is a little bit funky, for sure...but, you know, I
think I'm kind of starting to get the hang of it...!"

   Brett gasped loudly at the sudden, and unexpected, intimate contact
coming from Jordan, then, grinned wider still, as the breathtaking
sensation of Jordan's hand firmly stroking his covered erection washed over
him, and he rolled onto his back, splaying his legs widely, while gently
pressing his hips against his friends exploring hand, as he rasped,
breathlessly,

   "Uh huh...practice Dude...practice, practice, practice!"

(To Be Continued)
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