Date: Wed, 28 Feb 2007 10:07:50 -0800 (PST) From: Rob Hoek Subject: Weekend With Brett (2) After a needed trip to the bathroom, all cleaned up, and bladders attended to, Brett and I went back to the bedroom, the need for sleep rapidly overtaking us both. We moved to the sides of the bed, and I started searching for my discarded briefs, stopping, and straightening up quickly when Brett let out a low whistle as he perved my naked butt as I bent over. He giggled at my quick maneuver, and the blush that resulted from him whistling at me like that, then pointed his finger at me, and said, "Hey Dufus...what do you say we just hop in all nakey...more naked games, you think...?" The suggestion caused an instant stirring of my dick, and I briefly flashed on an image of me and Brett all naked, and tangled up in the bed, and in that instant I lost complete interest in the location of my briefs, as I answered, "Yea, cool...I think, for sure...but, um...what about if your `rents come in here, and see us like this...?" He giggled some more, shaking his head, as he replied, "Not to worry, Dufus...the rule around my family is no going into a room without a knock first...besides, with my `rents, if they want me, they pretty much stand at the bottom of the stairs, and just yell at me...so, you wanna, then...?...sleep all naked...?" I tried not to be so aware of my thickening dick, as I nodded, smiling sheepishly at him, a little confused about my shyness, given that I had just finished sucking him off, as I answered, "Yea, Dude...I do wanna...I actually never slept naked before..." He chuckled, tugging at the tangled mess of the sheet, then, looked over at me and winked, his eyebrows wiggling in a sinister way, as he said, "Really...well...must be some kind of a night for "firsts,"...you think...?" The imprecation only served to deepen my blush, but I giggled, nodding, then, yanked back on my side of the sheet, and hopped my naked butt into the bed. Brett followed my example, and in another second, there we actually were, naked in bed together. Wow. He punched up his pillow a few times, then, slid it closer to the center of the bed, then, laid back, and dropped his head heavily onto the pillow, as he inhaled, then sighed loudly. I inched my own pillow over until the edges touched Brett's, then, lay back beside him, my head dropping to my pillow as well. He shifted slightly, and his bare thigh brushed up against mine, and I instinctively flinched a little, as he moved closer still, chuckling at my reaction. "Not like I was gonna bite you, Dufus...you're all nice and warm, is all...I like feeling your skin on mine..." I liked it too, plenty, but I just wasn't quite as brazen as Brett, or, obviously, as brave. Not saying anything, I sucked in some air, and eased a little closer to him, so that our whole sides were touching, and I shuddered slightly, seriously liking the feel of him so close, and the idea that both of us were naked still. "Nice, dude...really nice...the sheets feel all smooth, and, um...so do you, actually..." he said quietly. I couldn't have agreed with that any more if I tried, so I nodded my head, and mumbled, "Yea...awesome...you...um...feel really nice, too..." Never one to miss the slightest opportunity when it presented, Brett reached for my close arm, and quickly dragged it across his torso, then, pushed down, until my hand contacted his dick under the sheet, as he giggled, saying, "Cool...if I feel nice...then...feel me, Dufus...!" My first instinct was to pull away, but, in a flash I forgot about that, as I wrapped my fist around his rapidly expanding penis, and squeezed it, loving the feel of its warm smoothness in my grip, and the way it was rapidly going all hard. My own dick expanded, quickly going to full erection, so that it created an obvious little tent under the sheet, and Brett let out a small moan as I rubbed up and down on his penis, as he settled back onto his pillow, and said softly, "Oh man...yea...feel me, for sure...jeezo...that's so great, Scotty...I freeking love for you to touch me, man...really...!" The truth was that I loved touching his stuff as much as he claimed to love me doing it, and my heart was once more pounding away in my chest, as I steadily pumped away at Brett's erection, as my free hand automatically moved to my own penis, and started stroking it as well. It didn't take long for me to figure out that jerking myself was distracting me from savoring every nuance of playing with Brett, so I abandoned my own, and concentrated fully on working him. He shuddered, sighing heavily, and arching his back a little, as I circled his shaft, sliding all the way to the base of it, then, dropped my hand down to cradle his neat ball sac, hefting and tugging it gently. "Awww, man...sweet...feels so freeking...good, Dude...ahhh...!" he purred into my ear, and I rolled kind of onto my side, moving a little lower, to improve my angle of playing with his dick, and balls. I was totally absorbed for the moment in the feel of his balls in my hand, the surprising heaviness, and how they moved around in the silky smooth pouch, and Brett surprised me a little when he suddenly tossed the top sheet off, baring his hot body to me. The scent of him washed over me, making me a little dizzy, and I stared fixated at his pulsing penis, scant inches from my face. I felt my mouth flood with saliva, and I moved my other hand to grasp his dick, lifting it off his groin, and pulling it closer still to my flushed, and very warm, face, all the while still fondling his cute balls. I tugged some more on his shaft, and his penis moved right in front of my face, and I stared at the smooth, rounded head of it, amazed, as a tiny pearl of clear fluid oozed from the tiny slit at its center. I watched it emerge, then, kind of drizzle along the side of the mushroom cap of Brett's dick, and, without realizing I was doing it, I slid out my tongue, and lapped it up, my wet tongue sliding over the satin-like bulb of Brett's dick. He gasped, his back arching upward, as I licked the head again, then, again, a small moan coming from somewhere inside me, and, without another thought, I leaned closer, and once more slipped his penis inside my mouth. "OHhhhh, fuuuuuck...Scotty...!....wha...?...!" he chirped. I circled my lips around the shaft of his penis, and moved my head toward its base, as I wiggled my tongue along the underside of the hard penis, only stopping my steady descent when his silky pubes tickled at my nose. I withdrew then, moving my drooling mouth back toward the tip of his penis, then paused, holding the bulb of his dick in my mouth as I lapped at it with my tongue, eliciting a series of groans from Brett. I circled the root of his dick with my finger, and thumb, and rubbed it, as I continued to tongue the amazingly smooth head of it, and it suddenly occurred to me that I was actually doing it again...jeezo...I was sucking Brett's cute penis...again...and...oh jeez...liking it...liking it, a lot...! He stirred slightly, and I felt his fingers thread into my hair, as he lightly held my head, kind of guiding me, as I again took him deep into my mouth, and sucked, my hand moving between his thighs to once more play with his tight little pouch, another portion of his anatomy that I seemed to have developed a serious interest in. He moaned again, as I tried my best to swallow his dick, feeling the spongy head of it bumping the back of my throat, and he thrust his hips upward off the mattress, gagging me, as he drove his penis into my airway. I eased off, sliding my lips along the slippery shaft of his dick, my fingers prodding and rolling his balls, and found a rhythm, sucking him as if it were second nature, while he uttered a continuous stream of soft sounds of pleasure. Working steadily, moving my drooling mouth up and down the length of Brett's rock hard dick, it occurred to me how perfectly natural it seemed for me to be doing this extremely intimate act with my best bud, an act that as recently as yesterday seemed about as likely as Christmas in July...go figure! That less than flattering term cocksucker floated around the edge of my mind briefly, and I mentally scoffed at it, thinking, as much as Brett was obviously enjoying this, the term could hardly hold the derogatory meaning I had previously applied to it. What was most clear to me right now was that this was something, for whatever reason, I wanted to do, almost even seemed to need to do, and I was not about to question the motivation. Brett, too, seemed to settle into a rhythm of his own, his slim hips bucking gently and steadily, matching his movements to mine, and I suddenly wondered if he could see me, his penis gliding in and out of my mouth this way, and I shifted slightly so that I could look up at him to see. He was, indeed, watching me, his head propped up on his pillow, giving him clear view over his panting torso to watch me suck his rigid penis. Our eyes locked, and his went wider, as his view was now unencumbered by the back of my head, and he clearly saw his swollen boyhood disappear, and emerge, from my mouth. "Ohhhh God, Scotty...jeez...that...looks...amazing...!" he groaned. Boldened by his breathless comment, and the slightly dazed look on his cute face, I slid his penis from my mouth, still holding its base in my fingers, and trailed the shiny wet head back and forth across my puffy lips, as I continued to look deeply into those soft, dark eyes. He grimaced, his eyebrows shooting up, as he stared down at me, and I rubbed the head of his dick against my smooth cheek, before again rubbing it over my lips, my tongue darting out to lap at it. Brett released a long, deep growling noise, his eyes unblinking, as he watched me all but worship his oozing dick, the flowing juices leaving wet trails along my cheek, and mouth. I milked the shaft in my fingers, and watched another teardrop of his fluid ooze from the tiny slit at his center, then, rolled my eyes back to meet his, and slowly extended my tongue, as I leaned slightly forward, and lapped away the slightly bitter tasting nectar, causing Brett to shudder strongly, as he groaned, "Fuuuuuck...dude...oh...my...God...!" I gave him what I hoped was a saucy grin, as I again aimed his stalk at my open mouth, and slid it back into the drooling warmth, and took it deep again, resuming my earlier rhythm, as Brett sagged back against his pillow, groaning, as his hips picked up tempo, thrusting his penis into my hungry mouth. I felt his balls draw up in my fingers, and his penis seemed to swell inside my mouth, and I knew he was about to erupt once more, so I moved back to hold just the head of his dick in my mouth, my tongue dancing along the ridge of the head, as my fingers rapidly stroked the skin at the base. He growled loudly, and his hips bucked upward, his balls unloading, as his creamy nectar again exploded into my mouth in rapid streams, one immediately followed by the next. I swallowed repeatedly, his mild flavor registering on my taste buds, as he ejaculated maybe four or five generous dollops of the warm, slippery fluid over my tongue. His fingers again gripped tufts of my hair, and he tugged at it, as I felt his penis wilt in my mouth, spent now, and over sensitive. I released it from my grip, and pulled my head away, and I felt an overflow of his juice drizzle from the corner of my tired mouth, running over my chin, before trailing down to my chest in a silvery thread. Brett lifted his head off the pillow, and looked down at me, a wicked smile crossing his flushed face, as he said, throatily, "Oh man...nasty...that is so fucking nasty...dude...I may just love you...seriously...! The passion of the moment having passed, I suddenly felt the familiar sheepishness wash over me again, as my cheeks grew hot, and flushed, and that nagging cocksucker term resurfaced briefly, as well. I stole a glance at Brett, and realized that he was grinning like he had just been told that school was cancelled forever, and was reaching out to me with his extended arms. Well, I decided, he certainly doesn't look like he hates me, or anything, so, regardless of my bizarre behavior all of a sudden regarding his penis, it must actually be alright with him, so, I happily scooted up to lie beside him, as he turned, and laid his arm across my middle, and actually leaned in close, and kissed my neck, as he said into my ear, "Scotty...dude...that...you...this...well, shit...even the usual bigmouth me is...like...freeking speechless...just...you're the best, dude...really...!" I wasn't sure which was pounding harder just then, my heart, or my aching boner, but wow, first he loves me, then he sorta kisses me, and now...double wow...I'm the best...!!...how freeking cool is that, and all from doing something that I really like doing...life at this moment in time is, well, pretty darned good, I decided. We just kind of lay there a while, coming down from it all, well, all but my raging boner, which showed no sign of withering anytime soon. I could taste the remnants of Brett's eruption in my mouth, as my tongue moved over the roof of my mouth, and I liked that too, and the surprising discovery that his stuff really didn't have much of a taste really, it was more about that warm, slippery texture, and the amazing force with which it just kind of poured, flooded into my mouth when he shot it. That, was something pretty special, I decided, and, I'm the one who made it happen...cool, very cool! As those thoughts rambled around in my brain, I slowly became aware that Brett's hand was moving over my chest, and tummy, making these slow little circles on my skin, and I could feel his warm breath on my neck, as he breathed in and out. I inhaled deeply, then, let it go slowly, content in my own afterglow, in spite of my acing balls. His hand moved lower, fingers trailing into my growth of pubes, and he tugged them, making me flinch, and he chuckled softly, his warm breath making my neck slightly damp. He went lower still, his fingers dancing lightly along my boner, then, under, to tickle at my ball sac. I groaned, and he walked his fingers back up, and closed them around my dick, rubbing it, and I groaned again, chills running down my spine from his light touch. He began stroking me, a slow and steady motion that was driving my pent up balls crazy with tingles, and I shuddered, and said, "Nice, Dude...feels really nice...I'm like it...lots...!" He passed his thumb across the head of my dick, making me shudder and moan some more, as he spread the leaking wetness of my precum over the tender head, as he suddenly did it again...pressed his oh-so-soft lips to my neck, then, his breath warm on my ear, he whispered, "Really...?...cool then...cause Dufus...if you like that...then...I bet your gonna really love this...!" As that comment tried to register, he suddenly rolled away, turning himself on the bed, as he literally dove in between my open legs, and grasped my aching erection in his fist, then pulled it upright, as he dove forward, and slid the whole thing into his mouth! "Yikes...Brett...?...Dude...oh shit...shit...SHIT...!" I squealed, jerking my head off the pillow to look down, incredulous, at Brett actually sucking on my drooling dick! Unbelieving, I flopped back on the pillow, my whole body suddenly singing with amazing sensation, as he worked his virgin mout- magic on my throbbing dick, and I didn't even hardly notice the few times his teeth scraped along my rock hard shaft, as he worked out the mechanics of what he was doing for the first time ever, and, oh wow, doing it to me...! Never actually having felt my dick in somebody's warm, wet mouth before, I had no idea if he was doing this right, or not...the one thing that I did know for sure and certain was that it felt totally amazing, just as he had said, and, I never wanted him to stop what he was doing, whether he was doing it right, or not. I just canceled everything in my feverish brain then, giving myself over to the incredible feelings that centered in my balls, as Brett settled into a steady rhythm, and rapidly pushed me to edge, then, over in spades! I felt my dick spasm strongly within the tight seal of his sucking mouth, and my balls suddenly felt like they were going to shoot out through my dick, and my back jerked upward off the bed, as I unconsciously thrust my little ass upward, and blew, my sperm jetting into Brett's amazing mouth so forcefully I kind of braced for the moment when, I was sure, my toenails would shoot through my dick! I head him gag, and then again, unable, I'm sure, to keep up with what was clearly the most intense orgasm of my tender life, but he gamely hung in there, staying with my erupting dick like a champ, until I was drained, and all but passed right out, collapsing into the bed like a rag doll, gasping, my chest heaving. Brett eased my deflated dick from his mouth, and held it tenderly in his fingers, as he lapped at the tender head a few times before letting it go, as he crawled back up to lie beside me, once more laying his arm across my middle, and nuzzling into my neck. I snuggled against his warm, smooth body, and put my hand on his arm where it lay across my middle, squeezing his bicep, as I muttered, nearly breathless still, "WOW...!" He chuckled against my neck, and I felt his head nodding, then, he lifted his head to look at me, and smiled, as he echoed, "WOW...yea...pretty much...!" (To Be Continued) Storyguy22@yahoo.com