Date: Wed, 27 Sep 2023 19:15:30 -0500
From: Deadpan Don <deadpandon13@gmail.com>
Subject: Donny and Friends Chapter 3

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This story takes place in the 1990s.  While the 'when' really isn't
important, you will likely notice the absence of smartphones and the
internet.  Such were the breaks of growing up Gen X.

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Donny and Friends
Chapter 3


After the porno and that amazing jack-off session with Toby, we
cleaned up and continued on with the evening like it had never
happened.  Well, no, that's not exactly right.  We didn't ignore it or
pretend it hadn't happened, but rather there was no weirdness, no
embarrassment, no shame.  It was like any other sleepover night I'd
ever spent at Toby's, the porno and the masturbation session did
occasionally come up in conversation but was treated like it had been
any normal activity we might have participated in together.

After we showered - individually - put our boxers back on and went
downstairs to the living room to watch TV.  Toby was a real chatterbox
that night and his attention skittered from topic to topic to topic.
He was just so full of energy, and he genuinely seemed happy, which
made me feel really happy.

Eventually, after the second consecutive movie that we really didn't
watch because Toby was so talkative, I noticed it was after 1:00 AM.
I yawned and stretched and said, "Let's go upstairs."

Toby glanced over at the clock and said, "Oh, shit.  I didn't realize
it was getting so late.  Sure."

I headed up to his room, as he went about locking up and turning off
all the lights for the night.

As he reached the doorway to his bedroom he was already saying, "So
are you wanting to go to bed or play some Street Fighter...?"  He
stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me standing in front of the
dresser where he'd hidden the porno tape.

I held the VHS tape up in front of me and said, "Actually, I was
hoping you might be up for another round?"

"Fuck, yeah!" he exclaimed, snatched the tape from my hands and
literally ran to Jack's room across the hall.  I chuckled and followed
him.

There was no pretense this time.  Once the tape was rolling he shucked
his boxers and leapt onto the bed bare-assed naked.  Seemed logical to
me, so I followed suit.  Unlike Toby's bed and the hideaway bed I
always slept on in Toby's room, which were twins, Jack's bed was
full-sized with plenty of room for two people, but we were so close to
each other that our shoulders and legs were pressed together again.
When the first scene started he immediately grabbed his junk and
started wanking.  Again, I followed suit.

Like I said, he had turned very talkative tonight and he kept making
comments about what was on the screen.  I don't really remember what
he said, but just hearing his voice in that context added to my
excitement.  I was harder than I'd ever been before.  I didn't really
care about the porno anymore.  I took my pleasure from watching Toby
jack-off right in front of me.  Okay, I did watch the scene with the
bi guys, but the rest of the time my eyes were on Toby and Toby alone.

He got there before me this time, but he again told me when his climax
was getting close.  I put my free hand on his thigh and he tensed, but
his fist kept beating his long, thick cock.  His eyes were closed and
he was making a guttural, moaning sound.  I felt the hard muscle of
his thigh beneath my hand and the heat from his shoulder and leg as
they pressed against mine.  I continued beating my own meat as I slid
my hand up his thigh until my knuckles brushed against his ball sack.

He cried out at that point and brought his free hand down on mine.  My
heart sank momentarily as I thought he was going to pull my hand away,
that I had gone too far.  But he didn't.  His hand closed around mine
and held it there on his thigh and against his balls.  He was holding
my hand!  And then we both exploded.

Toby first with a guttural cry that sounded so carnal, so animalistic,
it was thrilling in and of itself.  Then I did just a moment later.
We both shot ropes and ropes of cum all over ourselves.  My orgasmic
waves seemed to go on for ages, and I could feel Toby shaking and
convulsing right beside me.  When we finally stopped shaking and
settled back down from our orgasms we exclaimed in unison, "Holy
fuck!"

And then the giggles set in again for both of us.  That lasted a good
few minutes before we settled down again.  I looked down at the wet
mess on my stomach and ran a finger through it.  I brought the finger
to my lips and licked it clean.  Out of the corner of my eye I could
see Toby watching me.

"You really like that stuff, don't you?" Toby asked me in genuine
interest.  No accusation or judgement in his tone at all.

"Yeah," I said, scooping up some more of my cum and bringing it to my
lips.  "I think I do."

"Hmmm..." Toby said and scooped up some of his own cum from his belly
and looked at it.  But then, instead of eating it himself, he lifted
his cum covered fingers over to my mouth offering it to me.  I gave
him a quizzical look as if to say, 'What are you getting up to?'  But
rather than say anything or refuse, I licked his fingers clean.

Toby had a mischievous grin on his face as he scooped up some more cum
from his belly and stretched his hand back over to me.  I felt
emboldened again, and I really wanted to see how far he would take
this.  I parted my lips and leaned forward to take two cum covered
fingers into my mouth.  I sucked his fingers clean then pulled back to
look him in the eyes.  He had a shocked look on his face and seemed
unsure of what to do.

I rolled to my side facing him, propping myself up on an elbow, and
maintained eye contact with him as I scooped up a palmful of my cum
from my belly and chest that was now slowly flowing onto the bed.  I
brought my cum covered hand to my lips and licked it clean.  Toby
seemed dumbstruck, unable to move, watching me intently.  I continued
until I was fairly confident I'd gotten all the cum off myself that I
was going to get and ate it all.  Then glancing down at his still cum
covered chest and belly, I asked, "Can I have some more of yours?"

Coming out of his trance, he scooped up some more cum on a couple of
fingers and offered it to me again.  This time I was in a better
position to control it, so I took his hand in mine and guided the two
fingers to my lips.  I opened my mouth and pushed them inside where I
washed them with my tongue.  Then I closed my lips around his fingers
and began slowly bobbing my head up and down on them, literally giving
his fingers a blow job.

I was out of control and I felt my dick start to swell up again.  What
was I doing?  And why was Toby letting me?  But I couldn't stop
myself.  "More," I whispered hoarsely, releasing his hand.  "Please."

Toby just stared at me for a moment wide-eyed, then he glanced down at
the white mess on his chest and abdomen and motioned to it with a hand
as if to say 'help yourself.'  I eyed his muscular chest and ripped
abdomen up and down and felt my dick twinge again.  It was definitely
chubbing up now.  I didn't care.  This was one of my fantasies.

I don't know if it's what he expected me to do, but I leaned over him
and began to lick the cum from his pecs.  He gasped when I closed my
lips around one of his nipples.  It didn't have any cum on it, but he
didn't stop me.  I sucked on it a little then crossed over to the
other one and he gasped again.  I slowly worked my way down his
abdomen kissing, licking, and sucking up every bit of cum  that I
could find on his body.

I had a full blown hard on now and so did Toby.  Hovering over his
abdomen where my face now  was, his engorged cock was only an inch or
two away.  I looked back up at him and saw he had this half-lidded,
lust-filled expression that made my dick gush a little pre-cum.  I
knew at that moment he would let me do anything I wanted.

"Toby," I whispered.  "May I touch your dick?"

"Oh, Donny," he whispered back at me.  "Yes, please!"

I turned back toward his cock and took it in my hand, the first time
I'd ever touched a dick other than my own.  A shudder ran through Toby
as I wrapped my fingers around his penis.  It was hot and smooth, hard
and tender all at once.  I saw a tiny bit of clear liquid gush from
the slit.  I licked up the liquid and Toby gasped.  Then I opened my
mouth and took his cock head inside.  Toby cried out audibly as he
felt my wet mouth close around his dick.

We were both 16 and complete virgins, so even though Toby had cum
twice already that day, it only took about 30 seconds in my mouth for
him to cum again.  His hands were in my long wavy hair pushing me
deeper onto his cock.

"Donny... I'm coming!" he yelled, and he flooded my mouth with a copious
amount of cream for it being the third time today and second time in
maybe 15 minutes.  I swallowed it all happily.

I pulled off his dick once he'd released my hair and I immediately
climbed atop him, straddling his abdomen.  I leaned forward, hand on
his pec and grabbed my aching cock stroking like mad.    I felt Toby's
hands caress my thighs, hips and sides.  He began talking to me,
egging me on.

"You gonna cum on me, Donny?" he cooed.  "You gonna spray my face with
your load?   You gonna paint me?  Give it to me, buddy!  Give it to
me!"

And I did.  I cried out and sprayed my load all over Toby's face and
hair, neck and chest.  I couldn't believe I still had so much in me.
Still in an orgasmic fever I leaned forward and licked as much of it
up as I could in a frantic rush.  Then as I came down from my orgasmic
high I rolled off of Toby onto the bed pressing my body against him,
nestled under his arm.  He held me tight and I was asleep before I
even had another coherent thought.

--=TO BE CONTINUED=--