Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 10:22:11 -0600
From: Alessandro <alessandro.bendotato@gmail.com>
Subject: A Boy Called Horse Chapter 7

**AUTHOR'S NOTE**

This chapter gave me some trouble, which is why it took so long. I
struggled a lot with the setup, so the first half of it might be a little
boring, but I hope the sex scene at the end makes up for it.

Also, does anyone know whether stories like this (or my Mr. A series) can
be sold? I used to think not, but then I saw that someone published
something like this on Amazon, so... just wondering.

Feedback welcome, as always. Unless you're emailing to tell me to read your
stories to learn how to write a good sex scene. I think my sex scenes are
just fine, so I'll just respond by telling you to read my Mr. A series.

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Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to
real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old
enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It
will never happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of
consensual sex between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of
my life, however, are played by people aged 18 and over. If you are not
interested in reading about this (or other male-on-male sex), STOP
READING. This story is mine; don't steal it or post elsewhere without my
permission. (That means I own it, and I have copyrighted it, in case you
were confused.)

*******************

Drew woke the next morning to find Nico sitting on the bed looking down at
him. He started to smile, but the serious look on Nico's face stopped
him. He rolled over and sat up.

"What's going on, Nico?" The question came out more panicked than Drew had
intended.

"I don't think I'm gay," Nico said.

"Okay...." Drew spoke slowly, trying figure out what was going on.

Nico sighed. "I've been thinking about last night."

Drew was silent; Nico was thinking out loud and hadn't finished his
thoughts.

"I liked it. But I don't know why it happened. And I don't think I'm gay."

"No one said you were."

Nico nodded. "I know. But you sucked my dick, and I liked it. I just feel
like that must mean we're gay."

Drew shook his head. "I feel like that must mean that we're 14 and horny."
Drew smiled at his friend.

Unsmiling, Nico looked at Drew. "Maybe you're right."

"We good?" Drew asked.

"Yeah, yeah, of course." Nico paused. "I should probably get ready and head
home."

Drew struggled to appear calm. Nico's response hadn't been entirely
convincing. He watched his friend leave the room, and after he heard the
bathroom door shut, he sobbed quietly.

*****

For the next two days, Drew reached out to Nico several times to see if he
wanted to hang out. He tried to convince himself that he had only imagined
a lack of conviction in Nico's response that they were "good," so he
pretended that nothing had changed between them and it was business as
usual. In truth, he feared for their friendship.

Nico ignored his friend's texts, Snapchats, and Kiks; he was confused, and
he spent those days thinking about what had happened between him and
Drew. Letting his friend suck his dick wasn't the same thing as jacking off
together, or even jacking off each other. It was "gayer," and he wasn't
gay. He had jacked off several times while thinking about Elena and Rachel
and even Miss Bartow, so he couldn't be gay. But he couldn't deny that he
had enjoyed the blowjob. And he couldn't deny that after he fantasized
about sex with a girl, he would think about Drew and that blowjob.

On the 4th of July, Nico could avoid Drew no longer. The Becks had invited
several families for an Independence Day cookout, and the Becks and
Cavallonis had made plans to go to the county fairgrounds to watch the
fireworks display.

"Let's go, Nico!" Dani Cavalloni called from the bottom of the stairs. She
turned to her husband and said, "I wonder if something's wrong." It was
unusual for her son to dally, and it was especially unusual when they were
on their way to Drew's house.

"I'll go up and check on him." Luca Cavalloni mounted the stairs. "Nico?"
he knocked on his son's door. Hearing no response, but cautious of his
son's privacy, he turned the handle slowly and entered.

Nico came out of the bathroom. "Sorry, Dad. Had to pee. I'll be right
down." He dreaded seeing Drew. He didn't trust his reaction. What if
couldn't help thinking about the blowjob, and he ended up getting turned
on? And if he tried to ignore Drew, wouldn't everyone notice and start
asking questions? Wouldn't they suspect what had happened? But he knew that
if he asked to stay home, it would raise a lot of questions, so he had
opted for delaying departure until he was reasonably sure his other friends
would be there, and he wouldn't be alone with Drew.

He sighed and followed his dad down the stairs.

*****

"Hello!" Mrs. Cavalloni called as she opened the door and entered the
Becks' house.

"Hi guys!" Mrs. Beck called as she walked out of the living room.

Mr. Cavalloni greeted Drew's mom and headed outside to find Mr. Beck.

"Sorry we're later than usual," Nico's mom said. "We had some trouble
getting moving this morning."

"Well, you're still the first ones here. Drew's in his room with Travis,
Nico."

Nico was surprised. Travis' parents weren't there, which meant that Travis
had spent the night.

"Nico." His mother spoke his name sharply, and Nico realized he hadn't
responded.

"Sorry," he said lamely. "Thanks, Mrs. Beck."

Mrs. Beck raised her eyebrows and looked at Mrs. Cavalloni. Nico's mom
shook her head and shrugged. Something was definitely on her son's mind.

Nico paused outside Drew's door. Normally he would have walked right in,
but the muffled sounds coming from the other side gave him pause. He didn't
want to barge in on their conversation. He knocked.

Drew opened the door. "Nico!" he said, sounding pleased as always to see
his friend. Over Drew's shoulder, Nico could see Travis sitting on the
bed. Drew stood aside to let Nico pass.

"Hey." Nico nodded at Travis and sat down in Drew's desk chair. He turned
to face the bed. "What're you guys up to?"

"Not much," Travis said. "Just talking. About to go swimming, I think."

"Cool." Nico's eyes met Drew's; he blushed and turned away. He nervously
bounced his left leg. He looked at his hands. No one spoke.

Travis yawned. "Sorry. Up too late, I guess."

"So you spent the night?" The question was more accusatory than Nico had
intended.

"Yeah," Travis responded enthusiastically. "Drew called me up yesterday,
and my mom actually said yes."

"Cool." Nico fell silent again. He gave a sidelong glance at Drew, who was
tapping his fingers on his legs.

"So swimming?" Drew stood up.

"Yeah." Travis stood.

Nico shook his head. "I didn't bring my trunks, but you guys go ahead."

"Don't be dumb," Drew said. "Like I don't have trunks here that you can
wear."

"I don't really feel like it. Maybe later."

Travis grabbed his bag and moved to the door, so he could go to the
bathroom to change.

Drew urged, "C'mon. It's going to be super-crowded later."

Nico was unmoved. "I said no, okay?"

Nico's tone halted Travis at the door. He looked over his shoulder and
opened his mouth to say something. Nico met his gaze. Travis closed his
mouth and left the room.

Drew took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. "Okay." He turned
away from Nico. Nico's tone had surprised him, and he knew that if he
looked at his friend, he'd either yell or cry.

Nico looked down at his hands, embarrassed. He hadn't meant to hurt Drew's
feelings. He didn't know why he had snapped at him. He also didn't know why
he was so bothered that Travis had spent the night. If he hadn't ignored
Drew's texts and calls, Drew probably wouldn't have called Travis.

"Drew." Nico looked up and was met with a view of Drew's round, smooth
ass. Blood flowed into his teenage prick.

Drew turned around, holding his swimming trunks in his right hand. "Yeah?"

Nico looked from Drew's small, soft cock to his face. He remembered the
feeling of Drew's hard dick against his leg and Drew's warm mouth on his
dick. Nico blushed and looked away. "Nothing."

Drew let out a long sigh. For months he had thought about sucking Nico's
dick, about tasting his friend. Now that it had finally happened, it felt
like a huge mistake, and he wished he could take it back. It had only been
two days, and he missed his best friend.

Drew and Travis went outside and jumped into the pool. Nico sat at Drew's
desk and stared at the wall, trying to understand his reaction to his
friend's naked body. His semi wasn't going away.

A rap on the door brought Nico from his reverie. He turned to see his dad
standing at the door.

"Everything okay, Nico?"

"Yeah, Dad, everything's fine. Why?"

His dad shrugged and smiled. "Just checking. I was surprised that you
didn't get into the pool with Drew and Travis."

"Oh. Yeah. I didn't bring my trunks..."

Mr. Cavalloni nodded. He knew that the Becks had extra trunks in multiple
sizes, but didn't push the issue. "Well, I just wanted to make sure. And,
you know, remind you that you can talk to me. Okay?"

The concern his dad's voice made Nico feel guilty and threatened to amplify
his emotions. He swallowed. "I know. I don't have anything to talk about,
though, so..."

"Hey, Mr. Cavalloni," Gary said happily from behind.

Mr. Cavalloni turned around. "Hey, Gary. How are you?"

"Good, good. Hope I'm not interrupting."

"Nope. I was just leaving." Mr. Cavalloni turned back to Nico and smiled
before walking away.

Gary came into the room and shut the door behind him.

Shit, Nico thought. Now it was Gary's turn to harass him.

"What's up, Nico?" Gary pulled off his shirt and reached into the drawer
where Drew kept extra swimming trunks for visitors. "I see Travis is here."

Nico shrugged. "I guess he spent the night."

"You guess?" Gary pulled down his shorts and boxers in one swift motion.

"I was home." Nico looked at Gary and saw his friend's limp meat and balls
hanging against his thighs. That cock had been in his mouth. And he hadn't
minded it. He blushed. Then memories of Rachel performing for him,
complimenting him, doing things so she could see his dick flooded his
mind. His chubby, which had gone away while talking to his father,
returned.

"Oh." Gary stood with a pair of trunks in his hand. "Okay. What's going on?
Why aren't you swimming?"

"No trunks."

"Bullshit." Gary gestured at Nico with the trucks he had just pulled out of
Drew's dresser. "You're sitting in here alone. You didn't spend the night
here, but Travis did. What the fuck happened?"

Nico grunted. "Ugh. Just let it go."

"No way, bro. Something's going on." Gary sat down on the bed, still
holding the trunks.

Nico was silent. Could he tell Gary what had happened? Would Gary be cool
with it?

"So?" Gary reached between his legs and adjusted his balls, which were
sticking to his thighs. Nico watched his friend's fingers disappear beneath
his ballsac. He grew harder and more confused.

Nico looked out the window and started talking. "Okay. Fine. A couple of
nights ago when I spent the night..." Nico told Gary about his and Drew's
conversation about Rachel, their weird dreams, and, finally, how jacking
off together had turned into Drew giving him a blowjob. As Nico related the
story, his dick grew harder; the full length of his Italian boy-meat
stretched down the left leg of his shorts.

"Wow," Gary said. "That's some crazy shit, bro."

Nico faced Gary and steeled himself for the judgment, the mockery, but
there was none. Like Nico, Gary was completely hard. Nico looked at his
friend's boner. "Wait, you're not grossed out or freaked out or anything?"

Gary looked down at his dick, as if just realizing he had been turned on by
the story. "I guess not."

"I'm kind of freaked out," Nico admitted. "Every time I think about it, I
get hard." He pointed to the tent in his shorts.

"Yeah, I see that." Gary grinned at Nico. "So this is why you're sitting in
here by yourself like some loser."

Nico nodded.

"Stop being an idiot."

"That's very helpful, ass."

"Okay, fine. So what's bothering you? You're worried you might be gay? Or
Drew might be gay?"

Nico nodded.

"Do you think I might be gay? Or Matt?"

Nico laughed. "No."

"What if I told you that the night with Rachel wasn't the first time I did
something like that?"

Nico's eyes grew wide. "But you said you hadn't done anything but jackoff
with other guys. And you freaked out when Rachel asked us to suck each
other."

Gary rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I know. I couldn't act cool with it when you
and Drew were freaking out."

"You and Matt?"

Gary nodded. "It was over Winter Break. Me and Matt were fucking around on
Omegle on my iPhone and talking to this girl. She got us to do just what
Rachel did the other night."

"So video chatting with random girls is a common thing for you." Nico
laughed.

Gary chuckled. "Well, she turned out to be fake. Rachel is not."

"What do you mean?"

"After we took turns sucking each other a few times, Matt asked her to do
something for us, but she wouldn't. Then he noticed that sometimes when she
sent us messages, her hands weren't at the computer."

"Oh. Oh wow. People do that?"

"I guess so. Anyway, after we got away from 'her'"--Gary made air quotes
around the word--"we started talking about how good it felt to get your
dick sucked and how it was too bad there wasn't a girl there."

"So then you ended up actually blowing each other?" Nico's hard-on had
grown more insistent during Gary's story, and a spot of precum had appeared
on his shorts.

"Yep. We've done it a few times since then, actually."

Nico didn't know what to say. He definitely didn't think of Gary and Matt
as being gay, even after hearing Gary's story about swapping blowjobs. They
both obviously liked girls. And they were still really good friends.

"So what you're saying..."

"What I'm saying," Gary interrupted Nico, "is that you and Drew aren't the
first friends to do more than touch each other's dicks, and you won't be
the last. And it doesn't make you gay."

Gary paused and looked at Nico, who was still processing Gary's words.

"I've had a lot of time to think about this, about myself and about Matt. I
know I like girls. I know Matt likes girls. Maybe we also like guys? Maybe
we're just young and horny? Who knows?"

"But..."

"But even if one of us is gay or bi or whatever, does it matter? C'mon,
man. Matt's my best friend in the world. It's gonna take a lot to change
that, I think."

Nico took a deep breath. He didn't know if Drew was gay or bi; he didn't
know if he was. He did know that it had been wrong to ignore Drew for the
past two days; he knew it made him a bad friend, and regardless of anything
else, the one thing he wasn't confused about was the fact that Drew was his
best friend.

"You're right," Nico finally said. "I'm making a big deal over nothing. And
I've been a jerk to Drew for no reason."

"Good. And now that this serious talk has made our boners go away, why
don't you change, so we can go swimming?"

Nico walked to the dresser to find a pair of trunks.

Gary watched his friend's long, soft cock pop free of his boxer-briefs. He
shook his head. "You know... it's really not fair."

"What?" Nico looked at Gary and saw that his friend's gaze was locked on
his swinging meat. He laughed. "Sorry, bro."

"The way Rachel reacted when she saw you. Made me jealous."

Nico remembered confidence he felt when Rachel had begged to see his
dick. The control he had, the power it gave him.

"Can you blame her?" Nico swiveled his hips, causing his dick to flop back
and forth against his thighs.

"Now you're just showing off." Gary grinned.

Nico smirked. "I guess I am." He tucked his ample cock and balls into the
pouch of his trunks. "Ready?"

Nico and Gary hurried outside and leapt into the pool with Drew and
Travis. The boys immediately began horsing around and splashing each other.

Luca Cavalloni couldn't help but smile when he saw his son's improved
mood. He tapped Dean Beck's arm. "Looks like everything worked out."

Mr. Beck looked up from the grill, which he had just finished cleaning, and
squinted out at the water. "Good."

"I wonder what happened?"

Mr. Beck grinned at his friend.

"Wait. Do you know?"

"I have an idea."

"Care to share?"

Mr. Beck looked into the house; more people had arrived. "We'll talk about
it later."

*****

The boys headed inside to change out of their wet suits. Nico, Drew, and
Gary dropped their shorts and finished drying off. Travis grabbed his
clothes and headed for the bathroom.

"Man, why do you always do that?" Gary asked as Travis reached the door.

"What?" Travis turned and was faced with three naked friends.

"Leave the room when we're naked."

Nico and Drew looked awkwardly at each other.

"It's not a big deal, Gary," Nico said.

"I just don't get it. He's fine in the locker-room, but whenever we're at
someone's house he gets all weird about being naked. Leaves the room even
when the rest of us are cool with it, like now, or when we're watching
videos."

"Gary...," Nico said.

"What? It doesn't make sense. I just wanna know what his deal is. It's not
like we're after his dick."

"Yeah, right," Travis muttered.

"What's that mean?" Gary stepped forward.

"You should know. Remember the last time you spent the night at my house?"

"What?" Realization dawned. "Is THAT why you've been avoiding me? It's not
your mom after all." Gary laughed. "You're an idiot." He reached down and
picked up his boxers.

Travis went to the bathroom.

"What was that about?" Drew asked. "What happened?"

Gary snorted. "It was the end of Spring Break, and you guys were all still
gone. I spent the night at Travis' house, and we were playing around on
Omegle. This girl started talking to us and promised to show us her pussy
if we got naked and did stuff..."

"Like that other 'girl'..." Nico used air quotes.

"What?" Drew asked.

"Ugh. Yes. I don't know if she was real or not, but pussy is pussy right?"

Nico and Drew nodded.

"Anyway. Travis kept saying no, so I told him about me and Matt."

"What about you and Matt?" Drew asked.

"He and Matt had done stuff for a 'girl' before," Nico said.

"Oh."

"Thanks, bro," Gary said.

"Sorry."

"It's cool. I'd have told him anyway. Anyway. The point is that Travis
freaked out. It was after that that he stopped hanging out when I was
around. I thought it was because of that night, but he told you guys it was
his mom, so I went with that."

"That might be why he stopped hanging out with all of us, but he's always
been weird about getting naked in front of us, even way before that
happened with you."

Drew nodded. "Nico's right. I think he's just shy about that. Plus... you
know his parents are super-religious, so I'm sure there's some of that
too."

"Whatever." Gary pulled his t-shirt over his head.

Nico sat down in Drew's desk chair. He looked down at his shorts. There was
a small stain on the leg where his dick had leaked earlier. He licked his
thumb and tried to rub it away.

"What're you doing?" Drew asked from the bed.

"Not sure. Must have gotten something on my shorts earlier."

"Interesting spot..." Gary grinned and spread his fingers apart to
approximate the size of Nico's dick. He marked out the length against his
own thigh. "Seems about right?"

Drew grinned back at Gary. "Geez. What were you guys doing in here?"

"Just talking!" Nico said insistently. Everyone laughed.

Travis opened the door. "Hey Drew, I think I'm gonna go. I... uh... don't
feel good. Thanks for inviting me over last night."

"You sure?" Drew asked.

"Yeah. See you later." Travis came into the room and grabbed his bag. He
gave a cursory wave to Nico and left.

Gary took a deep breath. "Sorry, Drew." They could hear Travis and his
parents saying goodbye to everyone.

"Not a big deal. He'll get over it."

"And if he doesn't?" Nico asked.

Drew shrugged. "Then he doesn't."

"So Elena was looking good out there today, huh, Nico?" Gary asked,
changing the subject.

Nico blushed. Elena and couple of the other girls from school had also been
at Drew's house that afternoon. For the most part, the girls had lain on
the deck chairs or sat on the edge of the pool and the boys had horsed
around in the water.

"Not that you spent a lot of time talking to her..." Drew added.

"Shut up. She was always with her friends. It made me nervous."

Gary rolled his eyes. "What happened to the confident, cocky Nico who was
swinging his dick back and forth just before we hit the pool?"

"He disappeared when Elena showed up in her swimsuit." Nico admitted.

"Plus, he had to focus on keeping his dick soft, or else he'd never have
been able to get out of the pool," Drew added.

Nico grinned. "That wasn't easy!"

"What I don't get," Gary said, "is that you guys were practically dating
during the school year. But this summer..."

Nico shrugged. "I dunno. This summer has been weird. So many people are
gone that there haven't been as many parties or anything..."

"Uh huh." Gary sounded unconvinced.

"What?"

"Nothing. I just think that's a lame excuse. You could have asked her to go
out. I think you got nervous. Or she did."

Nico blushed.

Gary shrugged. "I'm just saying that if you like her, you should do more
with her."

"Well, she's gone now, so it doesn't matter. Maybe if we see her at the
fairgrounds."

"So what now?" Drew asked, not wanting to hear more about Nico trying to
hook up with Elena.

"How about FIFA?" Nico suggested.

"How 'bout not. CoD?" Gary countered.

Nico and Drew laughed.

*****

"So what happened with Elena? You disappeared for a while there before the
fireworks started." Drew turned to Nico, who was lying next to him on the
mattress watching TV.

"Nothing at all, man. Turns out she met some guy at camp earlier this
summer and really likes him, so..."

"Camp?"

"Yeah. I guess she goes to this place in North Carolina every summer."

"Wow, man. That sucks. She'll come around. She's gonna see you every day,
not him." Drew smiled at Nico.

"I guess." Nico was silent for a moment, staring at American Ninja Warrior
on the TV. "I'm sorry for ignoring you."

Drew looked at Nico, but didn't respond.

"Seriously. I was just freaking out about what happened."

"I just don't understand why you were so freaked out. You said you were
okay after it happened."

"Yeah, but the more I thought about it, the weirder I felt. Then I wasn't
sure if I was gay or you were gay or if neither of us was or..." Nico took
a deep breath.

"And what'd you decide?"

"Gary made me realize that it didn't matter."

"Yeah, what was all that about anyway?"

"Oh man... I don't know if I should tell you."

"C'mon... I can kind of figure out for myself after what he said earlier."

"Okay... well I guess he and Matt have swapped head before."

Drew laughed. "That's what I thought."

"Yeah. I guess some girl on Omegle got them to do it..."

"Wow. No wonder you ended up with a spot on your shorts." Drew grinned at
his friend.

Nico punched Drew in the arm. "Actually," he said loudly, "that happened
when I was telling Gary what happened with us..."

"Oh."

"Are you mad that I told Gary?"

"Would you have stopped being a dick to me if you hadn't told Gary?"

Nico shrugged. "I dunno."

"Then how can I be mad? You'd probably still be acting weird and ignoring
me if you hadn't told him."

"Yeah, I guess."

They watched TV in silence for a while.

"You didn't tell Travis, did you?" Nico asked.

Drew laughed. "No fucking way. He can't even handle jacking off in the same
room. What do you think he'd have done if I told him that I'd put my mouth
on your dick?"

"You did a little more than put your mouth on my dick..." Nico grinned at
Drew.

Drew grinned back. "You made me."

Nico chuckled. "I guess I did. Pushing you down like that... it was kind of
a reflex. Sorry." There was no apology in his smile. His dick grew hard as
he remembered putting his hand on Drew's shoulder and pushing him down
between his legs.

"No you're not." Drew laughed again. "You liked it."

"Can't lie about that. I've jacked off a lot these past two days thinking
about girls, you know, trying to prove to myself that I'm not gay."

Drew nodded.

"Half the time I ended up thinking about what your mouth felt like on my
dick."

"I guess mouths are probably way better than hands." Drew cleared his
throat. "Not that I'd know..."

"Real subtle, bro." Nico chuckled again. "You saying I gotta return the
favor?"

Drew shrugged. "If you want to... I mean, you already swallowed some of my
precum."

"Ugh. Thanks for reminding me." Nico was smiling.

"I think your exact words were 'it wasn't actually that bad.'"

"Wow, dude."

Drew laughed. "It's cool. I'm not gonna force you to do anything."

Nico wasn't exactly eager to suck his friend's dick, but he felt a sense of
obligation. Plus, he was pretty sure Drew would go down on him again
afterwards, and Drew's mouth was better than his own hand.

Nico nodded. "Alright."

"You serious?" Drew's face brightened. "I seriously didn't think you'd go
for it."

"Just two bros helping each other out, right?"

Drew responded by shucking his boxers. His hard, teen-prick was already
leaking.

Nico crawled between Drew's legs and looked up at his friend's wet,
14-year-old cock. He wrapped his hand around the thin rod and felt it
throb. He'd held this precum-slicked shaft in his hands many times. He
started stroking. His hand glided easily up and down the length of it.

Drew cleared his throat. Nico looked up at him. Drew stuck his tongue in
his cheek and moved his fist back and forth in front of his mouth, the
perennial sign of a blowjob among teenage boys.

Nico took a deep breath. Nico stuck out his tongue and pressed it against
the underside of Drew's dickhead. The salty, sticky taste of his friend's
precum filled his mouth. He licked down to the spot where his friend's
ballsac joined the shaft and then dragged his tongue back up the side. Drew
shuddered.

Nico swabbed his tongue over Drew's swollen, leaking cockhead and again
tasted and swallowed his friend's clear, sticky lube. Finally, he opened
his mouth and took Drew's cockhead between his lips.

Drew breathed in sharply when he felt his dickhead touch the roof of Nico's
mouth. He looked down at his sexy, athletic best friend. Drew ran his
fingers through Nico's blond hair. Nico moved his mouth slowly up and down
Drew's cock, sucking and licking the shaft.

Drew watched Nico's head bouncing on his dick. He couldn't believe he was
inside Nico's mouth. He couldn't believe that his first blowjob was from
his best friend. He couldn't believe how hot Nico looked with a dick in his
mouth.

He couldn't believe he was already going to cum.

"Oh fuck, Nico." Drew groaned. "I'm gonna bust, bro. You're making me
bust." Nico raised his head from Drew's cock as the first blast of his
friend's teen-sperm rocketed from the tip and hit him squarely in the
cheek. Drew grabbed his dick and stroked it hard and fast, aiming the
remaining few volleys of splooge at his chest and stomach.

Nico gaped in amazement at his friend's cumshot. He'd seen Drew shoot
before, but this load seemed more plentiful, more powerful. He could feel
the warm cream running down his cheek and onto his neck. He came out of his
reverie.

"Ugh." He grabbed Drew's boxers and wiped the cum from his cheek and neck.

Drew's breathing slowed, and the flush slowly disappeared from his upper
body. He looked at Nico and smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I really didn't
mean to do that. I held back as long as I could."

Nico smiled back. "It's cool, man."

"Is it actually cool, or is it gonna be like the other night?"

"Fair enough." Nico laughed. "It's actually cool. Mostly I'm in shock."

"Why?"

Nico gestured at Drew's chest and stomach, which glistened with seed. "I've
seen you shoot, but not like that."

"Hah, yeah. I haven't cum for a couple days."

"Or a fucking year!" Nico laughed.

Drew saw the tent in Nico's pajamas. A wet spot spread from the tip of his
friend's dick. "Sit on the edge of the bed."

"What?" Nico was confused.

Drew reached down and touched Nico's hard cock. "Bros helping bros, right?"

Nico grinned and got on the bed with his legs spread. "Am I going to owe
you again?"

"This one's a freebie, I guess." Both boys laughed.

Drew knelt between Nico's legs and looked up at his friend's tight
body. His broad pecs and narrow waist. The beginnings of a six-pack. The
dark blond hair that led from his belly button to his pubes. To his long,
thick Italian meat. Drew rubbed Nico's thighs, solid and muscular from
years of soccer.

Nico looked down at Drew. He could see the admiration in Drew's eyes. He
could see hunger, eagerness. He could see that Drew wanted him. He could
see that it wasn't just reciprocation that drove Drew's actions. Nico
flexed his PC muscles and made his dick bounce inside his pajamas.

Drew swallowed and reached for Nico's waistband. He pulled the elastic band
up and over his friend's tall, swollen dick. Nico's heavy meat slapped
against his taut stomach.

Nico looked into his friend's eyes. His breathing was getting faster, more
ragged as he anticipated Drew's fingers on his shaft, Drew's mouth on his
knob.

Drew wrapped his right hand around the base of Nico's teen-cock and lifted
the broad, powerful shaft from his friend's stomach. Nico's meat was hot,
swollen; it throbbed forcefully in his palm. A drop of precum appeared on
the tip. Drew licked his lips.

Nico flexed his PCs again. His dick bounced in Drew's hand; Drew gripped it
tighter; precum oozed from the tip and trickled down the broad underside of
shaft onto Drew's thumb.

Drew looked up at his friend's handsome face. He saw passion that he hadn't
seen before. Nico was teasing him. Nico was smirking at him, watching him
play with his massive teenage prong.

Drew swallowed hard. He stuck out his tongue and placed it against Nico's
hard shaft, just above his thumb. Nico watched Drew's face disappear
beneath his dick and groaned. Drew flattened his tongue against Nico's wide
pole and traced his thick fuck tube from the base to the tip. He swirled
his tongue around the swollen glans, tracing the corona, coating his
cockhead with spit.

Nico gripped the edge of the mattress and thrust his dick at Drew face. His
shaft slid against Drew's cheek, past his ear. Drew grabbed Nico's hips and
pushed him back down onto the bed. The spit and precum on Drew's face made
Nico's dick harder.

Nico took hold of his dick and pushed it against Drew's face again,
measuring it against his friend. Drew's tongue snaked out of his mouth and
touched the shaft. He grabbed it and held it to his cheek, feeling the
warmth and size of it. It twitched and throbbed. A glob of precum oozed
into his blond hair.

Nico grabbed his dick from Drew's hand and pushed his friend's head
back. He looked down at Drew. Drew gazed up at him, mouth open and tongue
out. Images from the myriad pornos they had watched flashed through Nico's
mind. Nico slapped his dick against Drew's tongue. A loud "thwap" echoed in
the room. Drew moaned. Nico bit his lip. Confidence and power surged
through him. His lip curled. He lifted his oversized teenage dick again and
smacked it down against Drew's cheek.

Drew sat back, on his knees, arms at his sides. He looked up at Nico. Nico
rubbed his weighty meat back and forth across Drew's face. Then, he shoved
his dick between Drew's lips and leaned back on the bed to let Drew finish
sucking him off.

Drew held the base of Nico's dick and moved his mouth and tongue along the
upper half of his friend's fuckmeat. Nico gently thrust his hips up,
feeding his dick into Drew's mouth. Drew kept his mouth wrapped tightly
around the shaft, sliding his tongue over the head as it moved between his
red lips.

Nico looked down his body and watched his dick moving in and out of Drew's
mouth. He no longer questioned whether Drew was gay. At the very least Drew
was bi. And he no longer cared what it meant to let his best friend suck
his dick. The hunger in Drew's eyes, the admiration for his size, the need
for his meat, turned Nico on like nothing else.

Drew pulled off of Nico's cock and took a deep breath. Strands of spit
connected Drew's mouth to Nico's dick. Nico looked at him and smiled. He
was getting close. He pushed his dick back against Drew's lips and closed
his eyes, listening to the sound of his best friend slurping on his
cockhead, feeding on his Italian meat.

Nico's load built at the base of his cock; thick Italian cream churned up
from his teenage balls. His cockhead began to tingle. Nico stood up
suddenly and pulled his cock from Drew's mouth. He stroked his shaft,
pulling down on it forcefully. He pushed Drew's head back and pressed his
cocktip against his cheek.

"Fuck." Nico grunted and pressed his swollen glans harder against Drew's
cheek. His jizz spurted out onto his friend's face, into his hair; it ran
down behind his ear. He had busted at least five loads since the first time
Drew had blown him, and still this load was one of his biggest. Maybe as
big as Drew's, without the distance.

Nico held his softening cock against Drew's face as he caught his
breath. He squeezed the last drops from the rapidly softening tube. He sat
down heavily on the bed.

"Whew!" Nico wiped the sweat from his brow. His tan chest glistened. "That
was fucking INTENSE, bro. Holy shit."

He sat back up and looked at Drew. He chuckled. "Payback!" He gestured at
Drew's cummy face.

Drew grabbed his boxers and wiped his face. "Not cool. You did that on
purpose. I didn't." He feigned anger. In reality, it was all he could do to
resist sticking the boxers in his mouth and sucking Nico's cum from them.

As the high of his orgasm dissipated, Nico suddenly felt guilty. "Shit. I'm
sorry, Drew. I don't know what came over me."

Drew looked at Nico but didn't respond.

"Just... when I saw you down there and saw how big my dick was on your
face... I felt, like, powerful. I couldn't help myself. I wasn't even
thinking. I just did what felt good."

Drew smiled; Nico was really coming to understand the power his horse cock
gave him. "Don't sweat it. Just remember... payback's a bitch."

Nico laughed. "You said this was a freebie."

"Yeah, well, the next one won't be."

Nico chuckled again. "Fair enough." He pulled up his pajamas and stood. He
stepped in something sticky and looked down. Cum was dripping from the side
of the bed onto the floor.

Nico laughed. "Good thing you have tile floor!"

Drew blushed. "I guess you weren't the only one who couldn't help himself."

Nico smiled at his friend and cupped his face in his right hand. "It's
cool, bro. For real."

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