Date: Sat, 9 Feb 2008 07:21:24 -0600 From: Charles Hughes Subject: JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapters 19 & 20 This story is fiction, describing the developing friendship of two young boys, including their sexual experiences with other boys. If you are not 18 years of age, or if it illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you are to leave now. Copyright 2008, Charles Hughes All rights reserved I will try to answer all emails: the.empty.room@hotmail.com A note to readers: In Chapter 19, Danny and James conclude a second summer with the Springfield Summer League baseball team. This summer is described from the viewpoint of a younger member of the team in "The Springfield Jerkoffs" (Young Friends, June 6 2007). JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapter 19 Neal's debut in the shower room afterwards was a big deal to his three friends and, apparently, to no one else on the team. Of course, the three friends were all around him, and towels were everywhere to and from the showers, so maybe no one really noticed an unusually large dick on an eleven-year-old.That changed very quickly when the four boys got to the back of the shed in the woods. It took Danny, James, Phil, and Neal a little longer to get there since they had to walk their bikes, so everyone else was already there. True to form,though, Steve had not allowed anybody to undress yet.There was surprise that Neal had come along. No one knew anything about his reluctance, unless they had assumed it since he had never been in the shower room before that day. But they all greeted him with grins and hoots. "About time you got horny, my lad," Steve laughed. "Welcome to the best team in town, the... "...Springfield Jerkoffs!" they all finished with him. The hootscontinued for a while with some of the boys jerking their fists at their still-covered groins. There were several noticeable bulges. "Let's get this practice session rolling, guys," Steve finally said. He stripped quickly, as did the others. Neal joined them, but he stopped when he got to his briefs. Though there was a very large bulge in them, they stayed on.Everybody looked at him. "Okay, everybody," Phil started with a grin. He glanced at Danny and James. They had all four discussed this onthe way from the field to the woods. "Got something in this package you might like to see. "Neal was shuffling his bare feet and feeling a little nervous, but Danny and James smiled over at him. "We got a name for this surprise," Phil continued. "The Eleven-Year-Old Wonder. Taaa-taaaaaa!"Neal took his cue at the fanfare and lowered his briefs.Unintentionally, his cockhead got caught for a moment at the wasteband, and when the briefs were lowered farther his cock sprang up, slapped his belly, and started swinging up and down. "Holy shit..." "Fuck, what is that..." "Look at his dick..." Neal turned beet red at all the attention, but Phil gripped his upper arm and squeezed it, grinning. "Almost exactly five and a quarter inches," Phil announced. "Not quite, but almost. "Steve didn't say anything, but his mouth was open. Chap and Nick danced around for a better look, their own little eleven-year-old dicks swinging as much as the more usual eleven-year-old size could.Steve was the first to begin to slowly stroke his own hard cock, then Danny and James began to work on theirs. Chap poked at the head of Neal's dick, and it began swinging around again. Phil grinned at Neal, and Neal, finally, began to grin back. "You said five..." Steve started. "...and a quarter. Almost," Phil finished. "Fuck, dude! Holy fucking..." Steve stepped closer and put his hand around Neal's hard dick. "Damn," he said. "Eleven. I'm almost 14, and I'm only four and a half. Five and a quarter!" He started to slowly stroke Neal's cock. "No, fuck, don't tell me!" Steve said when he realized he'd nursed some precum out of Neal. "He can cum! He can cum at eleven! Fuck, I didn't know that was possible!" "Yep," Phil said. "It's possible. I know, because he can cum like a... " Phil decided to stop before he said too much. "Come sit by me, dude," Steve said to Neal.Phil nodded when Neal looked at him, then looked at Danny and James. They smiled at him.The older teen and Neal sat down next to each other, and Phil joined Chap and Nick sitting in front of them to watch. Danny and James sat down on the other side.Steve continued stroking. "You don't have any hair," he said to Neal. "Huh-uh ," Neal responded.Steve stroked the hairless dick a little faster and looked at Neal's face for a reaction. Neal started to grin, but his mouth opened with a groan. Steve was getting the juices started, Phil thought to himself.With his other hand Steve wiped a little of the precum that had appeared on Neal's dick. He licked it and grinned. "Yep. It's the real thing. " He laughed. "Damn if you aren't something, kiddo!"Nick was usually a little more shy than Chap and usually followed somebody else's lead. But he suddenly leaned in, pulled Steve's hand from Neal's dick, and began to lick at the head. He opened his mouth for it and made loud sucking sounds as his mouth adjusted to it. "Go for it, little stud," Steve grinned.Neal groaned again and spread his legs a little wider. Chap was sucking almost wildly now, with little control, and he pushed his face in just a little too far and had to quickly withdraw as he gagged. "Here," Neal said in a deeper, raspy voice Phil recognized immediately. "Let me show you. "Neal leaned down, spread Nick's chubby legs as wide as he could. In a quick motion, Nick's little dick had disappeared into Neal's mouth. "Oooooooo..." Nick cried in a high-pitched whine. He fell back and opened his groin as much as he could for the attack on his dick.Neal had the entire thing in his mouth, and his tongue was rapidly moving it around. He made sure to rake his tongue over Nick's little peehole, and the naked boy on the ground shuttered each time. Neal pulled his mouth away and then attacked the two bare balls below, though moving morecarefully. "Oooooo fuck...Chap, he's gonna make me... do it..." Nick's whine was becoming an urgent warning.Neal quickly moved back to the dick. He went up and down as much as he could on such a small tool, but he sucked with rhythm and enthusiasm. "Gonna... AAAAhhhhhhhh..." Nick's dry cum racked his body, and his chubby belly shook as he was filled with the explosion that found its way to his dick. He shoved his hips at Neal, who continued to suck vigorously until Nick's orgasm died away. As he released the boy's little organ, he licked his lips and grinned.Chap's mouth was still open when Neal turned to him and dove into his groin. Chap's hard dick was given the same treat as his friend's, and he began writhing his hips with the pleasure that filled him. He put both hands on Neal's head and pressed it into him, hunching over Neal's head. Neal responded by speeding his tongue up and down the underside of Chap'sdick inside his mouth. "Awwww...Neal...yea suck it..." Chap's voice was half whisper and half cry as he urged Neal on. Neal's hands grasped the boy's hips to hold him steady to the final assault. He backed off Chap's dick just far enough that he could rapidly flick his tongue back and forth the boy's dickhead. "Awwww... awwww yeaaaa... do it do it do it..." Chap's sounds became an intelligible yell as his dry cum overcame him. He shook inside, outside. His dick thrashed against Neal's tongue and teeth. And finally it faded. The boys fell back onto the ground, panting for breath.Neal grinned at the two younger boys on the ground, then at Phil. Phil was speechless at the performance. And he was immeasurably proud of his boyfriend's ability to suck dick. "That was cool," Neal grinned. "I never sucked dicks that could only dry cum before." Everybody laughed with him. "Listen, Jerkoffs," Steve said. "Nobody, but nobody, belongs on this team more than this dude. Damn, Neal," he said to the newest member of the team, "you're one hell of a cocksucker!"Neal grinned from ear to ear. "I am," he said. "I am one hell of a cocksucker. "Phil was still speechless. Just a couple of weeks ago, Neal would never had sucked in front of other guys. And he sure as hell would never have accepted the title 'cocksucker.' This was the new Neal. And he was on a roll. Phil grinned. Deep inside, so deep there was no danger of anybody catching on, he said to himself, This cocksucker is the guy I love.Steve was back on the ground, motioning Neal to join him. Danny and James were kissing and fondling each other's hard dicks. Phil lay down on one elbow next to Chap and Nick. "He's good, isn't he, guys?" he asked quietly. He started to stroke Nick's round belly, and the boy looked at him in appreciation. The rest of the afternoon was spent in the way boys would always love to spend their time if they had the chance, discovering and enjoying the sexual pleasures of their growing bodies. There was no practice the following day; the coach had given them a day off. Danny and James decided to use the whole day for bike riding; they hadn't done as much of that as they usually did with baseball practice and the games. They headed for a path that started at the edge of the park and led into the woods. They'd already been to an area where the trail was really worn from the use of mountain bikes, and when they got there they discovered some high school boys were already using that part of the trail. Danny and James got off their bikes to watch for a while. The older boys were riding faster and jumping the ridges a lot higher than Danny and James had ever tried to do. The saw a couple of guys take the rise a little too fast and come crashing down. Though neither one was really hurt, they took a lot of hazing from the others. Danny and James agreed they probably wouldn't want to take the turns at the speeds they were watching; their bikes wouldn't grip the trail well enough. One of the older boys spotted them, rode his bike over to where they were seated, and spun to a stop next to them. "Hey, dudes. You here to ride?" "Now with these bikes," Danny said, pointing to their rides. "We just saw you guys here and decided to watch." "That's cool," the boy said. "I'm Mark." "I'm Danny, and that's James." Mark sat down next to them. "I'm really into skateboarding, but I come out here once in a while to work the trails." "You in high school?" James asked. "Yea," Mark answered. "Tenth grade next year." He shoved his dark blond hair away from his face, and the boys could see his brown eyes better. Mark was slender, much taller than they were. His chest was flat with the beginning of some definition and very tanned from the summer sun. "We start high school," Danny said. "Then I'll see you around," Mark said. He stood and waved to a boy flying over the rise just in front of them. "I got to go. See that big guy over there?" He pointed to a tall dark-haired boy. "He thinks he's tough. Challenged me to a race, and he's in for a big disappointment!" Mark hopped onto his bike and rode away. Danny and James watched the two -- Mark and his challenger -- arrange themselves at some starting point in the distance. Another biker called "Go," and the two threw up dirt and stones as they spun off. Danny and James stood to see better. Mark was only slightly ahead at a shallow turn on the trail, but when the trail widened his challenger caught up to him. They were approaching the steeper rise by which Danny and James had been sitting. Suddenly Mark lowered himself on his bike and shot forward. At the top of the rise he stood on his pedals as the bike flew a good six feet into the air. He obviously struggled to keep control when he landed back on the trail and almost spun out at the next turn. But his jump at the rise had put him far enough ahead of his challenger that he had plenty of time to gain control of his turn and race to what was apparently the end of their course. "Way to go, Mark!" James yelled at him. As Mark walked his bike back past them, he grinned. "You don't challenge a skateboarder when there's a nice smooth rise on the track," he laughed. Danny and James pulled their bikes up and turned back into the woods. It was late enough that they needed to head home. When they got back to the edge of the woods they walked off the trail a bit to stop for a pee. "Some hot looking dudes back there," James commented as he aimed his stream at an old log. "Yeah," Danny agreed. He shook the last of his pee and shoved his dick back into his shorts. "That Mark guy -- he's cute." "He's not your type," James said. He zipped up. "I am." Danny gave him a peck on the cheek. "You sure are. Hey, it was hot back there. Let's finish our water." They sat on the ground and drained the last out of their water bottles. James leaned back against a tree and closed his eyes. "What are you thinking about?" Danny asked him after a while. "Neal." James opened his eyes and grinned. "That kid is a real cocksucker. He sucked everybody there at our party!" The Jerkoffs had had a sleepover at Neal's at the end of the summer league season. It had been a night when Danny and James had fucked with everybody there watching. But, then, all the guys had gotten a lot of boysex that night. Danny moved closer, and James put his arm around his bare shoulders. Danny lay his head against his boyfriend. "James?" "Hmm?" "Do you mind it when I suck some of the other guys?" Danny asked. "Nope. I suck them, too," James said as he stroked Danny's hair. "You don't mind, do you?" "I don't mind. It's just... you know, messing around with the guys, that's all. But, you know...?" Danny hesitated for a minute. "I don't think I want any of them to fuck me. Only you." James hugged Danny with the arm around his shoulder and kissed the hair on the top of his head. "Me, too. That's just for the guy I love." Danny sighed contentedly. He nestled closer and lay his hand on James' warm thigh. "Just a week," James finally commented. He was referring to the beginning of school. High school. "Wonder what it will be like?" "Guess we'll find out soon enough," Danny said. "Harder, probably. More homework." He traced little circles on James' leg. "Springfield High is a bigger school. That'll take getting used to. Hope we have some classes together." James opened his legs a bit; he felt his dick responding. "Would you think I'm a little kid if I told you I was a little bit... well, scared of it?" Danny asked quietly. "No. 'Cause I am, too. But we'll be there together." James unzipped his shorts, and that was all the invitation Danny needed. He pulled James' boner out and began to suck it gently and slowly. James sighed and continued to stroke Danny's hair as his friend's head moved over his crotch. Danny's tongue was like a soft, warm... "Well, what do we have here?" The boys jumped at the loud voice. Danny pulled away from James' dick and looked up to find Mark standing over on the trail with his bike. "Oh, shit... Look... Ahhh..." James was practically stuttering in embarassment. "Hey, dudes, it's cool! Calm down," Mark grinned at them. "I told you -- I'm a skateboarder. We kind of like going down on each other, too." He began to fondle his crotch, and the boys could see a bulge. "No shit!" Danny said. "Really?" "Hey," Mark continued, "it's a guy thing. Big fucking deal." He grinned again. "But it's also a kind of private thing, so I'll leave you guys to it." He walked his bike down the trail a few steps and turned to call back, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" He laughed, mounted his bike, and rode off. "Fuck. I don't like that." Danny frowned. "Hey, he was cool with it," James said. "Yeah, but... it means somebody else knows. And somebody we don't know very well. Somebody in high school." Danny sounded worried. "But he's okay with sucking..." "But he may not be gay," Danny whispered. "Maybe he'll tell somebody..." "Danny, slow down here. Don't worry. He seems like a nice enough guy. And he won't necessarily think we're gay -- maybe just like him, just... going down on a friend..." "We need to be more careful." Danny stated it firmly. "Look, James, it's going to be more, well, dangerous now. In high school. A lot of kids we don't know, and who don't know us. New teachers. All that." James followed Danny's lead and pulled his bike up, too. "Yeah, I guess you're right. It's just... Well, with the Jerkoffs it was... It seemed okay, you know what I mean?" They walked their bikes down the trail. "Yeah," Danny agreed. "And I hope that wasn't a mistake." "What? You don't trust them?" James stopped. "It's not that, James." Danny was a little puzzled about just how he felt, too. "I mean, things change. That was just guys messing around. Like, what if some of them... What I mean is, like, Steve. He's going for the girls. You know that. Sure, he was almost leading the Jerkoffs, but in high school... And maybe some of the others are like that." "Are you going to be going for the girls?" James didn't like the way the conversation was going. "No, dumbass!" Danny laughed. "I've got a queer dick, remember?" James laughed with him. "No girls for me. Besides, I'm already in love." Danny reached for James' hand and forgot for a moment that apparently the trail wasn't all that private. "I love you, James," Danny said quietly, "and that's never going to change." They exchanged a very quick, very guarded kiss on the lips, and then they mounted their bikes for the ride home. But high school is really different, James was thinking. And sometimes high school guys can... change. Nope. He threw his head up into the air and leaned into the wind. That wasn't for him and Danny. They were a couple. They were boyfriends. Brothers, too. And that was for ever. JUST ORDINARY GUYS - Chapter 20 The first day of high school went fast. It was a blur of finding lockers, rooms, and books. The halls filled quickly when the bell rang to end a period, and kids were rushing in every direction to another class. Both boys saw a few familiar faces during the morning but they had no classes together themselves. They met in the cafeteria over the noon hour. ""So, how's the big high school stud?" James grinned as he joined Danny in an isolated corner. "Don't know." Danny's mouth was full of hamburger; it just didn't compare to James' burgers. "Haven't seen him yet." "Har har har." James sounded tired of high school already. Danny swallowed. "Saw Steve. Does he count?" "Shit, yeah, Steve counts." James bit into his burger and made a face. "And you have to eat this stuff?" "Only if you don't want to starve." Danny stopped talking long enough to swallow. "Yeah, Steve's in my English class. Didn't get a chance to talk to him, though. We were too busy getting books and assignments. Hey, we have assigned seats in that class!" "Tough. Or did you get to sit next to somebody sexy?" James had decided not to eat the burger and tried the baked beans. "Yeah," Danny said. "She's got red hair, too." "Har har har." James put down his fork. "Damn. I'm going to die of starvation in this place." "I've got something you can eat," Danny said, putting his hand innocently in his lap. "Don't start with me. I'm in no mood. I hate this place," James opened his milk and gulped it down. They agreed to meet at the bike rack after school. It was chaos, with boys -- and a few girls -- all eager to unlock their bikes and take off at the same time. Danny and James just stood aside until most of the crowd left. "Seriously, Danny, I'm just not going to like this place." They were walking their bikes until they got away from the crowd. "Hey, dudes!" They looked up to see Mark sail by on his skateboard; they waved and laughed as a girl stepped right in his way and had to jerk back before she was creamed. "Come on, let's go," James said dejectedly. They mounted their bikes. Though it was unspoken, when Danny wheeled into his yard, James followed. They got some sodas from the fridge and went up to Danny's room. "Got any snacks?" James asked. "Yeah," Danny said. He lowered his pants and pulled his dick out through the opening of his shorts. "Fuck, James, please! I've been thinking about it all afternoon!" James grinned, set his soda aside, pushed Danny back until he sat on the bed, and put his face at Danny's crotch. "Ahhhhhh, Danny... You smell so good!" He licked at Danny's wet dickhead and the first taste of Danny's precum went straight to his brain. He opened his mouth to take all of Danny's dickhead inside -- "where it belongs," he was thinking to himself -- and sucked for more pre. He hummed his delight. "Aw fuck, James, that's so good. Eat your snack, hungry boy, eat it... ooooooooooooooooooooooo..." James had taken Danny's cock fully into his mouth, suddenly engulfing all five-and-a-half inches with heat and wetness. His nose nestled against Danny's boxers, and Danny's cockhead was pressing against the entrance to his throat. He almost gagged, but he swallowed. Danny moaned loudly as the sensation swept through his cockhead, up his shaft, and into his groin. James pulled off. "No good this way," he muttered. He reached up and pulled Danny's boxers down to his ankles. Danny spread his knees wide, and James moved in again to Danny's now-naked groin. He inhaled the scent of Danny's balls, especially at the top of his ballsac. He was beginning to love that scent. A little sweat from the day... a little pee that hadn't been shaken off... and Danny. He hummed his appreciation as he licked up the underside of Danny's boner, and Danny moaned loudly again. Danny pulled away before James could swallow his dick again. He pushed himself up onto the bed. "Here... come on up here..." Danny was panting and ready for more. James joined him on the bed, after pulling Danny's and then his own shoes and socks off. Danny's boxers were left on the floor with them. He lay against Danny, and the boys kissed awkwardly as they pulled each other's clothes off. It took no time for them to be naked, and their kisses became deeper and wetter as they rolled together. Without saying a word James turned around, and the boys lay side by side for a 69 session. They had learned to love that. James immediately sucked Danny's dick in again, but Danny took his time and licked all over James' balls. He sucked lightly on the tube on the underside of James' dick, and then he took James' cockhead into his mouth. They'd come to know each other's groins very well. The lovers moaned their pleasure to each other. Their fingers stroked thighs, balls, asses. It was Danny who first worked his finger into James' hole, then James did the same for Danny. "Ooooooo..." Danny moaned with his mouth full. James recognized the tone and began to work his tongue on the underside of Danny's dickhead. He was about ready to cum. James felt Danny's movement in his mouth freeze and pulled off Danny's cockhead just in time for the first shot. He continued to jack on Danny's dick as he worked his finger inside him. The first shot landed on his lips, and a second landed on his cheek, tracing a line from his earlobe almost to his mouth. He felt Danny's hole grab his finger. The heat of Danny's cum on his face set James' off, and he shot hard into Danny's mouth. Danny swallowed and prepared for more. The sweet tang of James' cream filled his mouth again, then again. He felt his own dick throbbing as another shot left his peelips. They fell away from each other, exhausted. They were each a little surprized at the suddenness and intensity of the passion they'd displayed. "Mmmmmmmm... Oh, yea, if this is what high school is like, maybe it'll be okay, after all," James groaned. Danny turned to look at him and laughed. "So that's what happened to my cum! I wondered what happened when you pulled away from my dick!" He reached over and ran a finger over James' lips; then he sucked his finger. He leaned farther in to lick the line off James' cheek, and when his tongue reached James' lips it was greeted by James' own tongue. They kissed deeply, their cum mixed together, exchanged, shared. "Oh, James, I love you," Danny breathed out when he fell back onto the bed. Their hands found each other, and James' response was a tight grip, a squeezing that satisfied Danny as much as the kiss. They lay quietly. "Got homework?" James finally asked. Danny laughed. "Talk about changing the subject! Yeah," he sighed. "You?" James nodded and added his sigh. "English. History. Math. Damn. It's a lot, too," Danny said. James rolled onver onto his belly. "There's going to be a lot all year, I bet. Look, we can help each other again, can't we? Like last year?" "Sure," Danny agreed. "But mom isn't going to let me come over unless we are working on stuff we both have. Oh, damn -- you think we'll have lots of homework on weekend?" He was thinking about their sleepovers. James nodded his agreement as he thought about them, too. "But we've got to get good grades, and right away," Danny continued. "We have to show our moms we can do it right and still have time to spend together." They were silent thinking about it. "So," James began, "how's the redhead?" "What redhead?" "The one you sit next to in that class. History?" James shot one of their love taps into Danny's shoulder. "English," Danny said. "She's cute, and she's really got boobs." "I thought you didn't pay attention to boobs!" James laughed. "Can't help it with Meg. They're big. Huge. Stick right out." "You're not turning straight on me, are you?" James asked the question with a smile, but he wasn't smiling inside. "Hey, I just said, that's all. I wouldn't know what to do with a boob if she stuck it in my face. But me? I'm still that queer you used to know back in the eighth grade." Danny grinned. "I don't like that word," James said. "I heard it today. One of the upperclass guys saw a boner in the shower after gym. The guy who said it had lots of hair and a big one. The poor kid with the boner was a freshman like us, I think. Hardly any hair at all and a pretty good boner." James paused. "The kid turned red. I really felt sorry for him." "You were in the showers? You didn't tell me!" Danny sat up. "I just did, dork!" James tried for another love tap, but Danny dodged it. "We didn't dress today; the guy just talked to us about stuff. You know, exercise, doing laps when we go out, all that." But Danny wanted details. "So? Tell me! What was it like in the showers?" "Wet." James stopped there. Then he received a love tap that hurt. "Hey!" But he grinned. Maybe he'd deserved that. "Lots of dicks and butts," he said. "I guess my class has got guys from all grades in it, all the way to the seniors." His eyes lit up. "Wow, some of them look so hot! Chests and thighs, and dicks I bet you could hang clothes on when they're hard." Danny giggled at the image. Then he got serious. "I just know I'm going to spring a boner in there. Then that'll be me somebody yells at." "So, somebody yells. That doesn't mean they think your... gay. It's just teasing. Don't let them get to you -- that'll just ask for more." James, however, was remembering his own level of concern that afternoon. Danny rose up and sat on his legs, his thighs under him. His dick, only semi-hard, lay on one thigh. James reached over and lay his hand on Danny's leg, just to touch him. But Danny was thinking. "I got the stuff from the store we're supposed to have. The jock strap and all. And when I tried it on last night, I got hard. What if that happens in gym class?" "So, it happens. Well, I kind of pulled mine up pretty tight just in case I got hard. Didn't happen, though. I got into tossing baskets on the floor." James had actually enjoyed playing basketball with a varied group of boys. Lots of jumping around, twisting, throwing. But not much time to watch it all when they found out he was pretty good; the game became more serious then. "Danny?" James voice was pensive. "You think you'll be able to sleep over this weekend? Like, maybe Saturday?" "The homework thing. I'll ask mom. If I get everything done Friday night, even Saturday morning, I'm pretty sure it will be okay. I'll call you." "But it's okay for us to come to each other's houses after school." James wanted to make that clear. "You bet." Danny grinned as James' fingers began to move on his thigh. "My mom doesn't get home until after 5:30, and your mom is ever later, right?" James didn't answer. His fingers were busy walking up Danny's thigh. Danny couldn't help the giggles -- it did tickle for a minute -- but the giggles ended when his dick began to respond. He fell back onto the bed and spread his legs. James sat between his legs to play with Danny's balls for a minute. Then he scooted down so he was lying on his belly. He propped his elbows up and used his hands on Danny's hard dick. He held the shaft, and the fingers of the other hand traced lightly around Danny's cockhead. "You've got a really beautiful dick," he said quietly. "It's so straight when it's hard. And that little circle of darker skin -- I like moving it with my tongue. And your dickhead is so red right now." He touched Danny's peelips and smoothed a drop of precum around his cockhead. "I love your dick, Danny." James scooted just a little closer. He wanted to play with that deep red cockhead for a minute before he sucked. He placed the thumb of one hand on the fleshy underside of Danny's dickhead, on one side of the string of skin. He placed his other thumb on the other side. He felt Danny's dick throb against his hand. He put his fingers up on the other side of Danny's cockhead to hold it steady, and his thumbs began to massage the soft underside of the cockhead. They moved in tiny circles, caressing the smooth skin. His eyes followed the line of skin all the way up to Danny's peehole. Unconsciously, he reversed the direction of the circles his thumbs were making. "Oh my god -- James! OOOooo, that feels soooo nice!" Danny was almost purring. James focused on his thumb massage now. More precum was leaking from Danny's peelips and wetting where his thumbs rubbed. He began to move one thumb in one direction and the other in the opposite direction. Slowly. One clockwise. The other counter-clockwise. His thumbs moved easily against the slick cockhead, Danny's precum lubricating that very sensitive place James was massaging. His thumbs moved gently but steadily. Danny moaned, and his cock throbbed and pressed against James' thumbs. James grinned and lessened the pressure, and he resumed the circles when the cock relaxed just a bit. Only a bit, because it was about as hard as James had ever seen it. "OOooooo fuck, James, what're you dooooooing? Aaaaa..." James smiled to himself. There were butterflies in his belly. He knew he was pleasing Danny, and just knowing that thrilled him. His thumbs kept moving, circling, slowly, gently. They changed directions again. "God fuck oooooo James..." Danny's legs were moving, seeking more pressure on his cock. James lightened the pressure when necessary, and he continued the dickhead massage. It was turning him on, too, listening to Danny, watching him squirm, and seeing the precum flowing out of those tiny lips. Thumbs around and around. Change directions. Gentle. Slowly, "James I gotta cum oh yeaaa let me cum..." Danny's legs were quivering now, his belly tensing and releasing with his uneven breaths. His fists were clenched and holding onto the cover of the bed. His face was contorted at the wondrous torture his dick was enduring. And the thumbs moved steadily... circling... reversing direction... smoothly... Suddenly Danny screamed. "Aaaaaeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...." James glimpsed Danny's balls pull up tightly against the base of his dick. He hurriedly put his mouth over Danny's cockhead -- just in time to receive the first shot of cream, so strong, hitting hard against the soft entrance to his throat. James' tongue continued the massage his thumbs had begun, and Danny shot a second time. The third was much weaker, just leaking out to meet James' tongue. James licked the cockhead, but Danny immediately begged him to stop. "Aw fuck no, James, can't take it... too sensitive..." James lay next to him. It took Danny a long time to recover. With labored breath, Danny asked, "What... did you... do to me? Oh, James... came so hard..." James explained the way he'd played with the dick he loved. When Danny had more time to recover, he insisted on trying the same moves on James. And he did. James yelped when he finally came for the second time that afternoon. He barely had time to quickly recover, pull his clothes on, grab his bike and leave, before Danny's mom pulled into the driveway. "I'm home, hon." She called when she entered the kitchen. "You up there?" Danny took a deep breath. "Yeah, I'm here. Think I'll take a shower, do a little homework before supper. But he just lay, still naked, on his bed. His cock was semi-hard and his dickhead still red. He breathed deeply. I'll take a shower, he thought. But not yet...