Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2016 05:10:39 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Even Straight Boys Do It II Alex and I didn't talk about that afternoon for days and I can't say why for sure. I know that I was feeling a little bit weird about it. I mean, it was cool to talk about stuff like that when you were already naked and your hard cock was stickin out a mile, or if it was dark or something but talking about it out of the blue was a different story. I did, however, beat off thinking about it. It had been so hot being with Alex like that; naked and hard and hot as all hell. Holding his cock and his holding mine had almost been electrifying and man, his cock was so incredible. It was big and thick and well, beautiful to look at. I could have spent hours just looking him, looking at his rock hard cock and large smooth balls. I thought about sucking it, having that big thing in my mouth. I wondered how it would feel to my tongue, my lips. And then I wondered why I was even thinking about it, about sucking his cock. I mean, we'd only jacked off together; it wasn't like we decided to get married or anything. But then, it had been more than that, hadn't it? We'd actually jacked each other off, splashing our sperm on each other's body. We had kissed too and that was more intimate than sucking a cock, at least for me. And I liked it. I'd liked how soft Alex's lips were and how they felt on mine. I liked how his breath seemed sweet to me and how it felt when his tongue touched mine. Above all that, Alex had liked it too, he'd said so and he kissed me back before we left. We still spent most of our time together; our sexual adventure didn't change that. We still played baseball with friends, went to movies with others, rode our bikes and just hung out. Everything seemed normal as far as I could tell. I was waiting for Alex to say something about that day but he didn't and I figured that if he didn't say anything then I wouldn't either. It didn't occur to me that he might be doing the same thing, waiting for me to say something. It finally happened four days later. We'd been riding our bikes and part of the ride took us past Washington Park, a large wooded area at the edge of town by the fairgrounds where people could picnic, play ball, or even camp for a couple of nights. We were riding along the asphalt bike trail that went through the park when Alex said he had to piss and to follow him and he suddenly veered off onto the grassy area and shot between some pine trees. Much of the trees that lined the trail were young fir and pine, young being ten to fifteen years old. Because of their age they still had a lot of limbs close to the ground so sometimes we were pedaling through the thick full limbs because the trees were so close to each other. Alex and I had been all through the park during our lifetime so pretty much knew where we were going. All throughout that end of the park were little open spots in amongst the trees, like small glens, of varying sizes and since there weren't any trails per se, many of them offered a great deal of privacy. It was in one of those, almost dead center in the large wooded area of the park that Alex finally stopped. He dropped his bike at the edge of the clearing, one about the size of an average bedroom, then walked to the far end and stood at the edges of the tree limbs. "I gotta piss like a race horse," he said, unzipping his cutoff jeans. I naturally followed him because the fact was I had to piss too. Unlike any previous countless times we'd done this, Alex didn't turn to hide his cock from me when I stepped up close to him and hauled my own cock out. Like countless other boys, and I guess men, in similar situations, we unbuttoned and unzipped, pulled the front of our briefs down under our cocks to let the appendage simply hang over the waistband that was held out of the way by a thumb. Sometimes, if you wanted total freedom, you pulled the underwear down under your balls so you could go hands free, which is what Alex had done so I simply followed suit and in moments, two streams of piss arced into trees while we stood with our hands on our hips as though we were looking out to sea or something. "God that feels good," Alex said with an exaggerated sigh as he watched the fluid flow from his body. I was watching too, his flow not mine, but I was focused on the hose. We hardly ever wore t-shirts and that day was no different so nothing encumbered my view of the soft downy patch of dark brown hair centered at the base of his cock and the magnificent cock itself. The thing just hung there, begging to be touched, stroked, and maybe even sucked on, a man-sized piece of flesh on a skinny thirteen-year old boy's body. I felt my cock start to thicken and I wanted to turn away before Alex saw but I couldn't, and I didn't and he did. "Looks like you're poppin a bone Chris," he said, and as he said it, I actually saw his cock bob a little bit and start its own resurrection. "I know. I can't help it Alex. Being out here and just letting it hang out. I think it likes the fresh air. Besides, I was thinking about the other day, being outside and, well, you know." By the time I was done talking, the traitor was poking straight out from my body and didn't seem too inclined to discontinue its rise to glory and return to its default state. I wasn't alone. "Me too Chris. Man; that was so fucking hot wasn't it? I been thinkin about every since and I even beat off thinking about." "Me too," I exclaimed, "I beat off thinking about it too." "Really?" Alex asked and I nodded my head vigorously. By now both boy cocks had reached full on readiness, mine sticking almost up in the air and Alex's more pointing outward. I guessed the thing was too heavy to stand straight up anymore. Alex turned to me, our faces then only inches apart. We looked into each other's eyes, then at each other's lips and back to the eyes. Below our waists, our rigid cocks were touching each other. Alex leaned his head toward mine and I met him in the middle. When our lips touched I felt a little jolt of electricity shoot through my body, at least that's what it seemed like even though it wasn't. I put my hands on Alex's shoulders so I wouldn't fall over. Apparently he was feeling the same sense of slight dizziness for he put his hands on my sides about level with my chest. We kissed; little pecking things at first then something a little longer, and then one of those kinds of head turned mouth open things that you see in the movies. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I allowed my tongue to fight back, both of us breathing heavily through or nostrils. He finally pulled away. "Jesus fucking Christ I wanna cum so bad Chris," he whispered. I couldn't have agreed more or said it any better. "Is your mom home? Can we go to your house?" he asked. He knew my mom worked till five or so most days of the week but not always. My dad was an airline pilot and sometimes was gone for a couple of weeks at a time so Alex didn't even bother to ask about him. "No, she's not, yeah we can go to my house," I answered though labored breathing. I was prepared to jack off right there on the spot but apparently Alex wasn't, or, he had some other plan. I wasn't all that into immediate gratification in my life so was willing to put off a quickie for something more long lasting. "Cool," he said then kissed me again and stepped back to begin the process of recapturing the thick hard sausage that was sticking out from his slender body. God I loved to look at his cock. I did the same thing, putting my cock away and zipping my jeans up. Man this was gonna be difficult, sitting down and trying to ride with a bone. Alex had the same reservations. "Fuck I think I'll walk my bike back out to the trail, maybe my boner will go down a little bit." I laughed and told him I was thinking the same thing. He looked at me and smiled. "It's so cool that we think so much alike Chris. I love that." We walked back through the mini forest with Alex in the lead and the act of fending off swinging branches allowed my concentration to remain above the waist although I did get to watch his butt and found myself thinking about how it was in those tight cutoffs. When we got back to the bike trail my cock had pretty much softened back up. "I think the walk helped a lot," Alex said as he mounted his bike. I knew exactly what he was talking about. The park was at one end of town and we lived just about in the middle, a more or less three-mile bike ride, but the last part was downhill. As always, we got up a heck of a lot of speed going down, even though it wasn't that steep, and about half way down, we'd let go of our handlebars and coast, arms out and hair flying in the wind. Practically every kid in town did that on that hill and more than one got a busted arm or leg from losing their balance and taking a short flying lesson. One kid had even got killed doing it. The street is a main one that runs almost all the way through the town, in fact it's the only one that does, so there can be lots of traffic. But the street was only two-lanes and pretty wide so when we did coast it, we weren't in traffic. One kid thought he would be a smartass or was just plain stupid and was going right down the middle of the downhill lane. I guess because there are cars parked on the side of the street a lady, who was pulling out at the bottom of the hill, didn't see the kid on the bike or something. She pulled right out in front of him and he tried to swerve left but blasted into the front fender of her car and flew over the top of it and into the other lane in front of a big cement truck. He didn't actually land at first though cause he hit the grill of the truck head on and that threw the boy against the curb on that side of the street. I was only about eight when it happened but what I remember hearing was that the kid was totally messed up, his head all mashed up and lots of broken bones. They said he died instantly, and said it was a good thing. The kids still call it Dead Boy Hill. It only stopped kids from coasting for about a month and they were back at it. There were four intersections between the top of the hill and the bottom so the city made it illegal to park within a hundred and fifty feet of the corners on both sides of the street. I guess it worked cuz there were no more accidents, at least that involved moving cars. Twenty-five minutes later we got to my house and went straight up to my room. Once we got there we were at somewhat of a loss as to what to do, or how to begin. To me it all seemed sort of planned and that had a weird feeling to it: planned sex with another boy, even though the boy was my best friend in the whole wide world. Alex's lack of direction or movement indicated that he was having similar issues. We sort of looked at each other for a moment not sure even what to say. "Gosh, my boner went away," Alex finally said. "Mine too," I replied somewhat sheepishly. "What should we do?" he asked "I dunno." There was a long pause then I said, "It feels kinda weird, ya know? I mean before, we sorta had a reason to, you know, like be undressed or to have or cocks out. This time we don't. Its like we'd be taking em out just to play with em." Alex was nodding his head. "Yeah, I know what you mean. It just seems so, planned I guess." I told him that was exactly what I had been thinking a few minutes earlier. He laughed. I was trying to find some solution to the problem, and in a hurry. If I'd had a Playboy or something it would have helped but I didn't. "I know what lets do," Alex. "Let's close your curtains and make it a little bit darker then let's just take our jeans off and lay on your bed." That seemed to be the best thought yet so I closed the curtains. Didn't make a whole lot of difference so I went to my closet and pulled down the spare blanket that I used during the winter when it was much colder. I used my desk chair to stand on to get the blanket in place behind the curtain rod and the blanket did cut a great deal of the light. It wasn't dark by any means but it was most certainly darker. I got down and went to my bed where Alex was already stretched out on his back, his white Jocky briefs fairly visible. I shucked my jeans and lay down next to him; close enough on my twin sized bed that our legs were touching. We lay there quietly; not knowing what to say and I glanced over at Alex, then to his groin. He didn't appear to have a boner but his underwear were certainly filled out nicely. I started thinking about how nice his cock was, so long and thick. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. I told him. He said he was thinking the same thing, only about my cock and not his. I rolled to face him and he turned his head in my direction. "It was so hot out there above the river," I said, "laying in the sun naked like that and then beating off. I loved watching you squirt out Alex, it made me want to cum even more and when I did, it was like the best cum I'd ever had I think." Alex admitted that it had been really hot for him too and that me watching him beat off then squirt had been so fantastic. "And when you held my cock, fuck, I though I was going to die right there on the spot," I said. I felt my dick inflating rapidly in the duskiness of the room, our almost naked closeness along with the memories and talk, were having the desired effect. I looked down and saw that Alex was in the same state, the front of his briefs bulging as his cock stretched out to its full eight plus inches. I reached out and grasped onto him and squeezed. "Oh god that feels good when you do that Chris," he whispered. It felt good doing it. I loved holding Alex's cock almost as much as I liked looking at it. What I really wanted was to put it in my mouth. I wanted to suck on Alex's big cock and I didn't know why. I had no desire to suck off any other boys and I'd certainly seen plenty of them naked and probably had opportunities to do it too. I mean, Danny Johnson sure acted weird sometimes when I'd slept over at his house. "I know this might sound weird Alex," I said quietly and paused. "What Chris," he said. "Umm, well, I really want to suck on your cock. I want to taste it, to see what it feels like." I continued to feel and gently squeeze his dick through his underwear. "Really? Honest Chris, you really want to do that?" I nodded my head. "Me too," he told me quietly as he stared into my eyes. His hand had reached out and took hold of my cock too and he squeezed it for emphasis when he said, "I've been wanting to try that with you too Chris, to suck on your cock. I can't believe we're saying this. It seems so gay but I don't feel gay, you know. It's just like, I dunno. It seems like the thing to do. By way of an answer I moved my hand and slipped it under the waistband of his briefs and, holding the elastic band up and out of the way, I moved my hand downward, freeing up his rock hard cock. Alex lifted his slender little butt to help out, using his free hand to push the cloth down over his butt. I got his underwear down to his knees and stopped; just about the only time I would ever do that. After that they came all the way off every time. I cupped his smooth fat balls, lifting them in my hand, feeling how warm they were and Alex tried to spread his legs a little wider but couldn't so just relaxed. I moved my hand up and took hold of his cock and continued squeezing, up and down its length. "God Chris I'm gonna cum if you keep that up," he moaned. I leaned down and kissed him, leaving my lips against his. He put his free hand in my hair and sort of held me there for a moment until I pulled away. "I'm gonna do it now okay Alex? I'm gonna suck on your cock." His eyes were half closed and I would eventually learn that it was due to being so much in a fog of hotness. He nodded his head. I slipped down on the bed a little bit, pulling my cock from his grasp. I moved until I was right next to his waist, his thick cock less that a foot from my face. I just gazed at it as though I needed to memorize every bit of it for later reference. I looked it all over, amazed at how it looked. Even though I'd investigated my own cock for years, it's different looking at someone else's cock, being able to get right in close and see how things really are. Of course I was looking at the underside of it, the tube that ran from his balls up underneath the head, and that was pretty cool looking too. I checked out where his balls started, the bag all wrinkled as it dropped away from the base of his cock into a smooth bag that hung gently between his thighs. Without really thinking, I reached down and shoved his underwear all the way to his ankles and could feel his feet maneuvering them off and then spreading his legs while I went back to what I was doing. I got my face in close to him and took in the smell of his crotch, a sort of mix of sweat and other things I couldn't identify. I did know this though; I sure liked how he smelled. I held the shaft upright, felt it pulse as his blood beat through it. I squeezed it and looked over the head and the tip of it, noticing really tiny little bump like things on it. I stroked him slowly, sliding the skin up and down on the shaft, amazed at how that worked. Alex's breathing was coming faster as I explored his body and I knew that he was gonna shoot just about the second that I got his cock into my mouth. I figured I'd deal with that when the time came, or Alex did as the case might be. I leaned over him and lowered my head to his, opened wide and put the head of his cock inside my mouth and closed my lips over it, somehow knowing to cover my teeth. If Alex's cock was big in my hand, it was huge in my mouth. I closed my eyes and let my tongue fully explore his cock head, amazed at the satiny feel of his flesh. He was leaking precum like crazy and my tongue lapped it up giving me my first of many tastes of his juices. My head moved downward past the rim of his head and onto the shaft. I discovered right away that taking more than an inch or so of him into my mouth was going to choke me so I went slow, sliding back up over the rim then back down again. "Oh fuck," Alex groaned. I felt his dick get thick in my hand and I knew that he was cumming but I couldn't move. It happened way too fast. I felt my mouth fill with his warm liquid and pulled my head from his cock as fast as I could, swallowing that first mouthful of his sperm as I did so. Another spurt erupted, barely missing my chin, as I regained my senses and went about jacking him off. Boy was I glad I moved my head. I couldn't imagine being able to swallow all of his cum; it seemed like there was just too much and it was squirting out way too fast. The stuff was everywhere, leaving slashes of white goo from his neck to his belly button. It seemed like Alex made way more sperm that I did. In retrospect, my mouth didn't fill with the first squirt of his cum. I mean, let's be realistic, that would have been a cup of liquid. However, with his cock head in there and already filling the cavity, there wasn't a whole lot of room left and that's what got filled with his sperm. His cock slowed to a dribble, the cum oozing out and down over the top of the head onto my thumb. I finally let go, got up and grabbed a dirty t-shirt from my laundry to clean up the mess on Alex's body, licking some of the cum from my thumb as I went. I was still hot as all hell; my rock hard young cock straining against the fabric of my briefs and demanding release, both from the underwear and the tension. I wanted to actually taste Alex's sperm, the first shot going down my throat before it could register. I wiped Alex down, trying to be more gentle with his cock head, which I knew from experience would be ultra sensitive. He still jumped and pulled away from me, giggling that it tickled too much. I tossed the shirt on the floor when I was done then slipped my underwear down and off, the freedom an actual relief, as I stood with my legs up against my bed frame. My cock was throbbing, as hard as it had ever been in my young life. "That was so fucking intense Chris. Oh man I gotta do that to you." He didn't wait for me to lie down but rolled to the edge of the bed and took hold of my cock, pulled it down as he rose up on his elbow, and put it in his mouth. Fuuuuuuuck. The heat of his mouth on my cock felt incredible and since mine was thinner than Alex's, he could take more of my cock into his mouth. And he did. He held on, stroking slowly, as he moved his head back and forth, managing to get about a third of me inside his mouth. I thought I was going to fall over from the feelings. Like Alex had done a few moments before, I came really fast and with little warning. One second I was panting about how good it felt and the next I was erupting in his mouth. Alex didn't pull away though; he swallowed my cum and kept on jacking me off, swallowing all of it until the head got to sensitive and I had to pull away from him. As soon as he let go of me I dropped to my knees and let my head and chest fall onto the bed where I lay for a solid minute panting like a racehorse. "Are you okay Chris?" Alex finally asked and I nodded my head. "Yeah, just really intense is all," I said as I opened my eyes and looked at Alex. "I'm sorry I came in your mouth Alex, it just happened so fast I didn't even know it till my cock was squirting. He smiled at me. "It's okay Chris, it was like that when I came too and I didn't mind. For some reason I felt like I needed to taste your sperm." He said that he swallowed all of my cum and it tasted sort of weird but okay. I got up and sat on the bed and told him I wanted to drink all of his too but that he just made so much of the stuff. He nodded his head in understanding. However it had made us both thirsty for water so we padded out of my room and down the hall to the bathroom. "When will your mom be home?" he asked as we walked back to my room, semi-hard cocks bobbing along. It was still morning so it would be at least another five hours. When I told him that he said that he'd really like to sort of take a nap. That sounded good to me too. We lay down, facing each other and sort of holding each other too. "This is so awesome Chris," he whispered. "I love doing stuff with you." He leaned over and kissed me, and I returned the motion, my tongue reaching out to meet his. We finally pulled our faces back and drifted off to sleep, still holding each other. I dreamed that my cock was getting sucked by Angela Nichols, one of the cutest girls in school. As I came to the surface of wakefulness I discovered that I was indeed getting sucked, but by Alex of course, and not by a girl. He was lying on his side, back to me, and draped across my belly. I hadn't moved at all when I woke so perhaps he didn't know that I'd awaken. I looked up and down his naked body; I loved his almost white hair, however I lingered on his butt. Alex had a really cute butt, all sort of bubbly and stuff, his cheeks pale white from lack of sun, and slender. I looked at his crack, wondered what it really looked like inside then wondered that the hell I was doing admiring a boy's ass then remembered that I'd admired it barely an hour before. This whole thing was weird beyond words but I felt powerless to stop it. I felt almost compelled to look at Alex's body with a longing that I didn't understand and could no more ignore than I could ignore eating. The feelings that were ripping through my body were incredible, both the sucking of my cock and looking at Alex's body. I reached out and ran my hand down his back and rubbed onto his butt and tenderly squeezed a cheek. "You're finally awake," he said, taking my cock from his mouth and turning his head to look at me. "I'm sorry Chris but I couldn't help it. I woke up and you were lying there so cute and so hard. I didn't want it to go to waste." I laughed and Alex had to get up off my belly cuz I was almost choking cuz of no air and he crawled up along side of me. "It was great though Chris, sucking on you like that cuz I got to do it for a lot longer time cuz you didn't cum." I told him it felt good too, being sucked on longer without squirting. "But now it's my turn, I want to suck on your cock." He started to roll on his back and I told him not to. "Get up and kneel across my chest." As did that, I sat up higher, my back against the wall. He got in close, his cock pointing at me like a fucking missile, the tip of the head shiny from precum. I readjusted my body to that I was completely level with him then he got in close. It was so hot looking, seeing his cock so close up like that but far enough away to really see everything. Because his legs were apart, his balls were hanging down like pale fruit, the eggs inside the smooth white sac just begging to be felt on and maybe even sucked on. "Now that was weird," I thought to myself as soon as the thought crossed my mind. "Why would I be thinking of sucking on his balls?" Maybe it was something I'd thought of when I was beating off, having my own balls sucked on. No matter, there were other things to attend to. "Are you going to suck it or just admire it," Alex asked with a chuckle. I took hold of him and leaned the three or four inches to where it waited for me and licked the seeping liquid from the tip. I held it up a little and licked all over under the head causing Alex to moan. After exploring it thoroughly with my tongue I took it into my mouth and suckled him, slowly stroking on the shaft as I did so. My other hand went to his nuts, cupping and hefting the nice sized eggs and gently tugging on the whole affair. I let a finger trial backwards to the beginning of his crack, almost to his hole then stopped. At that stage I was only curious about what an asshole really looked like, not what it felt like. We would both discover its pleasures another day and end up almost wallowing it the feelings from anal play. Alex was gently fucking into my mouth so I let go of his stuff and put my hands on his butt, slowly encouraging him in his fucking motion while I kneaded and squeezed the firm little cheeks. I really liked how his ass felt and wondered if it felt good having it played with and squeezed and stuff. I was getting hot as all hell, my cock throbbing as it sat unattended, and my mouth was getting sore so I decided to take his cock from my mouth and perhaps suggest something different. I took hold of the shaft and gently stroked it as I took it from my mouth and had no sooner done that than Alex groaned and the thing shot me in the face. It was hot as all fucking hell being that close and actually seeing it come out of his cock slit. My initial reaction was to move but after the second and third shot hit me I jacked him furiously. I liked having Alex cum on my face. For some reason it only made me hotter. I kept jacking him, kept getting his sperms on my lips, my chin, my nose, my chest. The goddamned thing was like a fucking faucet I swear. I reached between Alex's legs and grabbed onto my own cock and jacked, my own sperming starting to happen before Alex's sperming stopped. As I thrust my hips off the bed I heard myself moaning, "Oh god, oh fuck, yes, yes oh god." I was so hotted up that I wasn't really all that conscious of even doing it. Things finally settle down, that included my hips and I relaxed onto my bed, both hands idly playing with the cock at hand, mine and his, as the sperming slowed to an oozing. "Man, you shot all over my ass," Alex finally panted, "but I guess it's only fair huh? Let me get you a rag to clean off with." He moved off of me then off the bed, and when he turned around I saw the globs of my cum splattered on both of his cheeks and lower back and one glob hanging off the inside of his crack. He found the t-shirt that we'd used before our nap and gently wiped his cum from my face, then my belly where my own remaining sperm went, cleaning his ass off last while I told him how hot it had been having him cum on my face. I had slid down onto my back and when he was done Alex laid on top of me, keeping most of his weight on his knees and hands, our still hard cocks pressed side-by-side between our flat bellies. He leaned down and kissed me, hard, and wiggled his butt back and forth a little bit, moving our cocks around against each other. I held him, my hands on his back, gently rubbing him as we kissed. I let them slide down, then back up onto the globes of his butt, loving the feel of him, and kneading his flesh. "I really like your butt Alex," I told him when we finished kissing. "I can tell. I just think you wanna put your dick in there." "No," I responded immediately, "I really like lookin at it and feeling it and stuff." "So you've never thought about putting your cock in my ass," he said rather than asked and the smile on his pretty face let me know he was playing with me. In any cause I must have paused because he went on, "See, I knew it, you want to fuck me." I started laughing and rolled him off me, reversing our positions so that, while not fully on top of him, he was definitely underneath me. "Told you," he added. "And are you gonna tell me that you haven't thought about doing the same thing to me?" I asked him. "Actually I have and I figured since we both been thinking the same things for awhile then you musta thought about that too." I told him that I had thought about it but I hadn't been like, making it the only thing I thought about. "Know what else I was thinking?" I asked and he shook his head. "This," I said then moved down between his legs, pushing them open as I went. Once I was where I wanted to be, I sniffed in the odor of him and felt my heart beat a little faster. I sure loved that smell. I leaned in and licked at his smooth balls, pushing the hairless bag around with my tongue. I focused on his large eggs, licking them and moving them around as well. Then I sucked one into my mouth but the thing was really too big to do anything with. I put my hand in there and lifted his nuts up and licked down underneath them, my tongue trailing the seam of flesh that split his sac in half and went all the way down to his crack. I'd felt on mine before so I knew it went all the way to his asshole but I wasn't about to put my tongue in there, no way. Yuuuck. Of course I would change my tune eventually but only after good shower. "God that feels so good Chris," Alex moaned as I washed his nuts like a mother cat would her kitten, he pulling his legs back to give me better access to him. I even licked down to the beginning of his crack, which I found to be a fairly daring move, and somewhat exciting. I finally got tired of that. I wanted his cock and I wanted it pretty bad. I moved upward and as I did Alex lowered his legs. I got up onto my knees and with one hand balancing my upper body, I leaned down and licked up and down his thick cock like it was a popsicle. When I got to the underside of his cock head he almost went nuts from the feelings. I pulled his shaft upright and took the fat head into my mouth and sucked on it, moving my head up and down while my tongue explored the soft smooth flesh. "Hey Chris, turn around so I can suck on your cock too," Alex said. I moved away from him and turned around while he moved farther down the bed. I lay back down along side of him, both of us mostly on our sides. I rested my head on his thigh and pulled his cock down to my mouth, surprised at how far down you can actually push a hard cock. It kinda reminded me of a male dog after he fucked his bitch and they were standing butt to butt with his cock going all the way backwards until they finally came apart! I didn't think a human dick could do that though. At the other end, Alex was doing some of the same thing to me although he had better access. We both seemed to take each other into our mouths at the same time and once again I reveled in the combined feelings of having my cock sucked while I sucked on a cock and took in the boy fragrance that was almost pouring off of Alex's body. My other hand was free so I played with his balls, which were lying across his thigh. It was pretty much sensory overload only this time I could tell when I was going to cum so had time to warn Alex. "Oh man Alex, I think I'm gonna cum again, and really soon," I told him then rammed my mouth back onto his cock and stroked on him. And I came. I tried to keep sucking on him but I couldn't. I need the air and I just wanted to revel in the feelings of someone else making me squirt sperm. I took his cock from my mouth, as he had mine from his mouth,, and laid my head back on his thigh and continued to jack his cock. Since his balls were within striking distance I sort of kissed on them and nibbled at the loose flesh of his sac. "I'm cumming," he said and he did. His sperm shot out over my neck, just missing my face, the second squirt landing on the front of my shoulder and running down toward my nipple. My orgasm abated and his kept on, jet after creamy jet of cum hitting all over my chest. I didn't care of course. After having my face creamed, some cum on my chest was no big deal. When it was all done I rolled backwards onto my back, my one hand still playing with Alex's balls, and just relaxed. I felt Alex doing the same thing. "Check this out," he said, his voice sorta weird sounding. I looked up and saw why. My cum was all over the lower part of his face. His lips and chin were covered, which is why he was speaking weird, there was some on his cheek next to his nose and a small glob almost next to his ear. "Oh man that looks hot Alex," I giggled. "Feels hot too doesn't it?" he nodded his head. "Come on let's go take a shower." I got up and Alex followed me, wiping my sperm from his mouth and onto his chest. I snagged a couple of fresh towels on my way by the cupboard and into the bathroom I went. The bathroom didn't have a tub so the shower was a stall all by itself and could easily fit three people so two skinny thirteen year olds was no problem. After getting the water right I let Alex do his face first while I stood behind him, admiring his butt again, and when he was done I rinsed myself off. We shared the soap bar, liquid bath soap having not yet made the scene, and also washed each other's back and even venturing down onto each other's butt but not inside. That would take time. "Look, they've finally gone down," Alex pointed out when we finished and indeed both cocks were now in repose, heads hanging toward the floor. We got out and dried off, again, doing each others back and butt and once done Alex said, "I'm really starving Chris. You got anything to eat?" I allowed as how we did and in yet another daring move, we tromped downstairs without clothes, double checking windows as we went to make sure no one could see us if they happened to be in the bushes outside and peeking in. I made sure the front door was locked on the way by, just in case either of my parents showed up, although that possibility was very remote. In the kitchen we made sandwiches, grabbed milk, a bag of chips and a handful of Oreo's then went into the dining room to eat. We'd finished the sandwiches and chips and were munching through the cookies and were discussing some of the finer points of our sexual experience when I looked up and, through the gauze curtains, saw a cab out front just pulling away and my dad starting up the sidewalk, his carryon bag across his shoulder and pulling his pilot's rolling suitcase. "Oh Fuck? I said, "My dad's home! Shit! He was half way to the front door by the time we tore out of the dining room and raced up the stairs, two at a time, and I heard the key in the front lock as we passed through the doorway into my room. We jumped into our underwear to the sound of my dad's voice calling out my name. I heard him climbing the stairs as we buttoned our jeans, mine not wanting to work right. "Up here dad," I answered as Alex said, "The blanket," in a whispered voice. I tugged it off the curtain rod and tossed it onto my bed as my dad reached the top step, only three adult strides from my bedroom door. Alex and I were headed toward the door when my dad's six foot two inch frame filled the doorway. "Hey Dad," I said with a big smile and walked quickly to him and gave him a hug. He'd let go of his roller case and hugged me back. "How are things going Chris?' he asked, looking me up and down. "I see you boys are getting plenty of sun. Hi Alex," he said, to which Alex responded with a "Hey Mr. Carsten." "You hair's wet, you guys just get back from swimming?" I told him no, that we'd gotten a little muddy at the park so took a shower. He commented that our jeans looked fairly clean and as I struggled for something to say Alex jumped in and said that we'd been messing around putting mud on our faces and arms like Indian war paint. "Aahh," dad said knowingly. "Well I need to take a shower and change. You gonna be around when I get done?" "Sure dad. We were just downstairs having lunch when you came home." A funny look passed his eyes but he didn't say anything but picked up the handle of his roller bag and headed down the hall to my parent's bedroom. Alex and I looked at each other, and heaved sighs of relief while Alex wiped his hand across his forehead in that age-old expression that said, "Wow, that was fucking close."