Date: Mon, 4 Mar 2024 01:26:23 -0700
From: Skylar Williams <stories.genx@gmail.com>
Subject: Re: Teenage Curiosities CHAPTER 4 (HighSchool)

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Chapter Four

As expected, I did what Jeremy asked and used our mutual cum rage to
deposit my boy juice into that night. A few days passed, and Jeremy and I
had yet to hang out again. Still, we would see each other passing around
the neighborhood when he was going to batting practice, doing chores
outside, or just walking to get the mail. We'd wave and say "Hi" but were
too busy to chat. One day, I was picking up the mail and saw him coming
out of his house. He ran over and started up a conversation.

"Hey man, whatcha been up to?" He asked

"Nothing much. Parents have been keeping me busy. What about you?"

"Same and baseball. Speaking of which, are you still planning on staying
over this weekend after practice?"

"Yeah, what time on Friday, though?"

"We should be done with practice around 6:30. Why don't I swing by and
pick you up when we head home?" He suggested.

"Sounds good to me. Should I bring anything?"

He thought about it and smiled, "Toothbrush and clothes to sleep in...or
not."

I smiled back, "Got it. I've been sleeping your green cum rag, so two
birds, one stone, I guess."

"HA! Can't wait to see you in them!" He laughed as he jogged back to his
house. "Friday!"

I laughed and walked back to my house, shuffling through the mail, now
only thinking about Friday.

Later that evening, I rode down to the corner store to grab a few things
my mom needed. Walking down the canned food aisle, someone shouted, "Sky,
Hey, Sky!

Turning back, I noticed Chase walking down the aisle in his store
uniform. "What's going on, Chase?" I greeted him.

Chase was a kid who lived on our street. He didn't come around too often;
besides working at the store, he also helped out at his grandparent's
ranch. He had just turned 15 and looked every bit the part of a young
ranchhand. Short dark hair, hazel eyes, a muscular body, and stood about
6 feet. Jeremy and Jack have more slender swimmer builds, and Chase
looked like he tossed hay bales every weekend. Besides catching for the
high school baseball team, Chase was a terrific wrestler. His thighs were
massive for a kid just a few months older than me. Jeremy's conversation
with me about how Chase likes to whip his dick out any chance he gets was
the only thing I could think about with him standing in front of me.

"Hey man, nothing much. Just busy with work and baseball. Jack told me
that you're coming to hang out Friday night."

"Yeah, Jeremy said you guys will be watching movies and eating pizza.
Sounds fun."

"Alight, cool. I'll see you then." He laughed.

"See you Friday, man," I replied

"Later." He shouted as he walked away down back the aisle.

Friday had taken forever to arrive, and even though it had only been 48
hours since talking with Chase and Jeremy, the anticipation dragged the
time. It was around 6:45 when Jeremy showed up at my house. Answering the
door, I could tell that he had a rough practice.

"How's it going, Jeremy?" I said, opening the door.

"Sorry Sky, practice ran late," he responded.

"It's cool. Let me grab my bag, and we can go."

"Sure". Jeremy sounded exhausted as we made our way to his house.

"What happened at practice? You look like you were run over by a train?"
I asked. His uniform was covered in dirt and sweat. He reeked just like
he looked.

"I feel like I have been run over by a train. Some asshole was mouthing
off to coach, so we all had to run extra drills." he groaned. "I just
want to get home, shower, and relax. This day has been exhausting."

The twins lived in one of the nicest homes on our block. It wasn't
enormous, but it was a large, well-kept home. The boys had the second
floor primarily to themselves except for their mom's office. Their
bedrooms were extensive, with their own bathrooms. They shared a common
area with a couch, a couple of reclining chairs, a mini fridge, a large
TV, and a standing arcade version of Donkey Kong.

As we made it upstairs, I could see Jack lying face down on the floor,
still in his uniform, and Chase, without his jersey and cleats, sprawled
out on the couch. They looked beat. I noticed the whole common area just
smelled like teenage boys, balls and ass.

"Hey, Sky." Chase greeted me but only raised his arm slightly before it
dropped back onto his bare chest, making a slapping sound.

Jack barely twisted his head to look at me and just moaned, "I think I'm
dead. I can't move. Give me a hand Sky." Laughing, I walked over, grabbed
under his arms, and hoisted him to his feet.

"Thanks, man," he grumbled, "I need to shower and get some fresh clothes
on."

Hearing that and still not moving, Chase asked, "Jack, can I throw my
stuff in your room? I need to shower after."

"Sure, just don't lay on my bed until you've showered. You stink."

"Thanks, man," Chase said as he began to roll off the couch, using the
coffee table to stabilize him as he stood up. Getting to his feet, he
picked up his bag and headed to Jack's room. On his way past me, he
stopped, looked at me, and asked, "Can you hold this for me?". Chase
reached into his pants, pulled out his blue cup, and slapped it into my
hand, telling me, "I'll be back to get that; don't lose it." He was
chuckling as he walked away, shutting Jack's door behind him.

"What the fuck, bro??" I laughed, looking down at the large cup he had
just placed in my hand. It was still moist from what I rightly assumed
was dick and ball sweat. It also contributed to the smell that lingered
in that room.

I looked at Jeremy, a bit perplexed, holding Chase's sweaty cup in my
hand. "Let's throw your bag in my room; toss his cup in the bathroom," he
said, laughing, leading me to his door.

I entered his room, shutting the door behind me and tossing my bag onto
his chair. Getting Jeremy's attention again, "You see how big this is?
What the hell?"

He laughed, "You haven't seen how big he is. Dare you to smell it."

"REALLY? This is crazy; he is only a few months older than me." I
shouted. "I can smell it from here. No need to get it any closer to my
nose." I tossed it on the bathroom floor onto some towels gathered in the
corner.

"HAHA. True," Jeremy laughed, "He's bigger than Jack and I, too; he just
has crazy genetics, I guess. His grandparents have that farm; maybe his
biological dad is a horse."

I walked over to the sink to wash my hands while Jeremy stood beside me,
getting ready to undress and talking about Chase. He noticed me looking
at him in the mirror and grinned.

"Can you give me a hand with this?" He asked, gesturing to the buttons on
this jersey.

I turned to him and jokingly asked, "You that tired that you can't
unbutton your uniform?"

Looking at me squarely, he just said, "no."

OH! I reached out and started to unbutton his jersey. Working to the last
button, I spread his uniform, revealing a dingy, sweat-stained white
t-shirt. Sliding the jersey off his shoulders, down his arms, and onto
the floor, I tugged up on his undershirt, releasing the tight grip his
pants held to it. Removing his shirt over his head released his scent,
filling my nostrils. He smiled as I ran a couple of fingers down his
smooth, balmy chest, down his naval, and onto his belt buckle. Threading
the belt through the loop, the button of his trousers became visible. I
unbutton his tight pants and spread the top of his pants, forcing the
zipper down. Exposing the front of his jockstrap, I knelt down, reached
up under the cuff of his pants, and dragged the top of his blue socks
down to his ankle.

I didn't think I was into guys' socks until I was up close and witnessed
how his socks hugged his size 11 feet. Removing both socks, I set my
second knee down, placed my hands back on the opening of his pants, and
slid them down. I lifted each leg, stepping him out of his pants. I was
able to focus on the prize in front of me. Pulling his cup out and
sliding his jock down to his ankles, he was left standing there in just
his white CK bulge. I couldn't stand it anymore; I wanted his dick. I
pulled his underwear down, causing his hardening penis to bounce and
sway. The hooded monster dangling between his legs complemented his
perfect athletic teenage body. I looked up, almost for permission to play
with it. He nodded his head for me to keep going. I moved his monster to
the side and buried my nose between his thigh and the base of his cock. I
figured it would be the best spot to gather his scent with a deep inhale.
I stuck my tongue out and ran it across the top of his musky scrotum. The
sensation caused a twitch through his body.

He placed one hand on my cheek, and he bit down on the other hand while
letting out a muffled moan. I did it again. I wanted to touch, taste,
smell, and see more of this boy before me.

Jeremy whispered, "Fuck, that is hot. Let's hold off on this until
tonight. I don't want Chase or Jack wondering what we might be doing in
here."

"Yeah, you're right," I complained. Motioning as if I was going to stand
up, I quickly grabbed his semi-stiff dick, opened my mouth, and greedily
stuffed a couple inches into my mouth. Wrapping my lips around mid-shaft,
I promptly licked his tip before I slid my tongue under the hood that
covered his mushroom head. I licked his cock feverishly as I quickly
pulled from my mouth. There was a deep popping sound as it exited. A
slight bitter taste followed by a salty sweat taste lingered in my
mouth.

I quickly sprang up to Jeremy's amused grin, "MMM! damn, that felt good;
it couldn't have tasted good, though," he winced.

"It tastes fine to me. Let me try again to make sure." I laughed,
noticing how fast it was starting to grow.

He moved toward his shower to turn it on; he motioned for me to leave,
saying, "I'll be right out."

I looked at his sweaty clothes on the floor and noticed Chase's cup in
the corner. I picked it up and walked across the common area to Jack's
room.

Knocking on the door, announcing, "Hey, Chase." I could hear him reply,
"Hey, come in."

I opened Jack's door and saw Chase sitting on the bathroom sink, leaning
against the lightly steamed mirror. He sat there, without his jersey,
wearing his tight, dirty pants and blue socks, looking towards the shower
and talking to Jack. I could hear the shower running as I walked into the
room. Chase grinned when he saw the cup in my hand as I tossed it to
him.

"That was gross man. I may have to amputate my hand to get your ball
stench off." I chuckled as he caught the oversized cup against his
hairless chest.

"HAHAHA, I knew it would freak you out. You need to lighten up, city
boy." He giggled.

I walked to the bathroom's threshold as Chase and Jack continued to talk
about what cars they wanted to get when they turned 16. I leaned up
against the door jamb across from Chase and casually looked around the
bathroom, trying to memorize this whole scene without getting aroused.
Jack was hidden behind frosted glass shower doors, and only a naked
silhouette of a bubbled ass, like his brother's, was distinguishable.
Chase had tossed his cup next to Jack's on the floor, and there was a
considerable size difference. Jack's clothes were strewn about, but I did
glimpse his kinda-white briefs and jock tossed together on the floor.
Both looked like they had seen plenty of boyhood activity with their
discoloration. His jersey, shirt, and grungy pants were lumped together
in a pile. I started to commit everything to memory when the shower
stopped. Jack opened the shower door to a small cloud of steam. His head
and half his chest poked out from behind the door. He glanced at the
wall, noticing no towel on the rack.

"Sky, can you grab my towel? I think it's on my bed," Jack asked.

I quickly turned and walked over to grab his towel from the bed when I
heard Chase bounce up and exclaim, "My turn, FINALLY!"

I swiftly moved back into the restroom to see Chase unbuckling his pants
and Jack stepping out of the shower naked towards me.

"Thanks," Jack said as he raised the towel to his head. He rubbed his
head, drying his hair.

Jack's body looked exactly like Jeremy's, down to the peach fuzz on his
ass. His cock, was uncut and thick, with his sheathed head swaying about
6 inches from his body. Even soft, you could see the broad outlines of
veins like Jeremy's. I thought of sucking on identical cocks and how
large the load would be as both their sacks drained on me. Still drying
his hair, Jack was facing down when he joked from under the towel. "You
did that on purpose, didn't you, asshole!."

Glancing down, I saw his barefoot kicking Chase's cup from beside his.

Chase was stripping his pants past his firm round ass and bent down to
step out of them. When he stood back up, he was wearing nothing but his
jock. The size of the mass that was being held back by that strap
reminded me of the porn Jeremy and I would talk about. Chase was just 15;
how much more would puberty give him?!?!?! Lifting his knee to his
abdomen, he pulled each sock off his size 12 feet. "You may be older, but
my dick is bigger," Chase laughed. He then quickly dropped his jock
letting his flaccid 7.5-inch dick fall from its hammock. He, too was
uncut. His cock exposed more of his pink head than the twins', making it
look much thicker at the tip than the base. He had a monstrous vein
running down the top. There was a patchy set of pubes forming around the
base. His hand jumped up and grabbed the snake by the base, wriggling it
at Jack.

"Whatever," Jack conceded, walking past me, drying his chest and
shoulders. Chase noticed me looking down at Jack's ass as he passed.

"He's so competitive, and it pisses him off every time I whip it out. "
Chase uttered in a low voice. Still holding his boyhood, he lifted it
more towards me, "I just think he's jealous 'cause when we look at porn,
we both get hard, and mine is even bigger." He laughed boyishly, stepping
into the shower and closing the door.

I chuckled as if I could relate...not in this lifetime. His flaccid dick
dwarfed the hardest I could ever get mine. I noticed I was getting hard
and decided to head to Jeremy's room, hoping he was out of the shower.
Exiting the restroom, I spied Jack lying on his bed with his feet spread
apart on the floor. The towel was draped over his left leg, and his arms
were sprawled across the bed. His dick was drooped between his legs,
soft, resting on his balls.

"You heading to Jeremy's room?" he asked, still not lifting his head.

"Yeah, gonna see if he's out of the shower and wants to get some food
ordered," I replied.

"I saw those underwear he bought at the mall. He said you told him about
wearing those in gym because they're more comfortable?" Jack quizzed.

Stopping in the middle of his room, "Yeah, they're much better for
working out. They're not for everyone, though."

Lifting himself up on his elbows, "I think they look cool. I've seen a
lot of girls at school with those ads hanging in their lockers."

"Yeah, same here. I showed Jeremy where to get them; you should pick them
up. Looks like you could use a new pair of underwear." I said, gesturing
to his laundry hamper. On top, there was a pair of tighty-whiteys draped
over the edge.

He laughed, "Yeah, most of mine have seen better days." He stood his
naked body up and walked to his drawers. Looking through his underwear
drawer, he pulled a pair of silk boxers. "These are my 'good' underwear.
The only problem is they make me hard when I move around." He and I both
glanced down at his hanging cock as he laughed.

"I could see how that would be a problem at school, walking around hard
all day. Although the girls may like it." I said with a grin.

Jack smiled back at me. "You pack any with you I can try on before I go
buy some? Jeremy got pissed when I asked him."

Getting excited, "Yeah, I packed a pair to sleep in. You can try them;
just don't stretch out the crotch," I joked.

"You say that like I'm so much bigger than you." He chuckled back

"Dude, you are," pointing at his member, still softly hanging between his
thighs.

"What? I doubt that, let's see," he snickered.

Ummmm...did he think I was Chase and just whipped it out at will? I
figured he was Jeremy's twin; it'd just be pulling it out like I was back
in my room. I quickly cleared my thoughts and just unbuttoned my shorts.
Opening the top wide, exposing the white boxer briefs I had on. Jack
looked more interested and moved towards me. I reached into my undies and
gave a quick tug on my dick a bit to get some blood flowing so it
wouldn't appear so soft and small in comparison. As I pulled my hand out,
I grabbed my head and lowered my briefs. Jack walked right up to me, not
breaking eye contact with my dick.

"I'm not much bigger than you," he lied, "I was that size when I first
hit puberty, too. When it's hard, is it about 5 inches?"

Looking down, I laughed. "Thanks, yeah, about 5 inches."

"That's cool, I didn't picture you cut," he said, noticing he let slip
that he was thinking about my dick at some point.

"You are like the second uncut guy I've seen," I mentioned, still holding
my underwear down so he could continue his gaze.

He began to reach out when we both heard the shower stop. I quickly
snapped my underwear back up and buttoned my shorts. Panicking to make
sure Chase didn't come out and see his two friends playing with each
other's dicks.

Jack stepped back and grinned. "Chase was right; you need to lighten up,
city boy."

Chase walked out of the bathroom, dripping wet, and asked, "Jack, can I
borrow that towel, man?"

"Dude, you're getting water everywhere. Here," he said, tossing the towel
over to Chase. "You better dry that up, else my mom is going to kill
you."

Chase quickly wiped the water off and told Jack, "Bro, I need to borrow
some clothes. I didn't pack any." Walking over to Jacks's underwear
drawer, he pulled a pair of briefs and yanked them up over his still-wet
cock. If there was anyone who should be concerned about the crotch of
their underwear stretched out, it should be Jack. Chase was seriously
testing the tensile strength of that fabric. The taught cotton was enough
to create a crevasse separating his ass cheeks.

Jack looked at me, shaking his head, saying, "Help yourself, bro."

I grinned and told him I would check on Jeremy and see about getting some
food. He walked back to his drawers, pulled a pair of white sweatpants,
and dressed, now sporting a white bulge.

"Cool, grab those boxer briefs for me while you are there, if you don't
mind."

I needed to get back to Jeremy's room. One, to tell him what was going
on, and two, I needed a place to calm the hard-on that was forming in my
shorts.

I walked back over to Jeremy's room; he was sitting in a chair, putting
some white ankle socks on, when you looked up and asked, "What's going
on? Did you give Chase his cup back?" he asked.

"Yeah, then I saw your brother and Chase naked. Jacked asked to see my
dick and also if he could try out a pair of my underwear." I blurted
out.

Jeremy stopped putting on his socks and looked at me, "What? You were
only there for 20 minutes. You saw Jack and Chase both naked, so Jack
wanted to see yours? Chase didn't say anything?" Jeremy sounded so
confused.

"Nah, Chase was in the shower when Jack and I were talking," I replied.

Jeremy finished getting dressed and suggested, "Let's see what they're
doing."

"One sec, I need to get Jack a pair of boxer briefs to try on....and a
couple minutes to get this semi to go away," I said, shuffling through my
backpack. I tossed Jeremy our cum rag, then pulled out a grey pair of
boxer briefs.

Jeremy took a quick smell, tossing them on his bed; he said, "We'll save
those for later tonight."

We walked over to Jack's room; Jack was slumped in his chair, and Chase
was lying on the bed. The well-lit room still smelled of boys but was
less intense. Standing up, Jack looked over and asked, "You don't mind me
trying these on?"

Handing them over to him, I replied, " Nah, not at all."

Jack glared at Jeremy, "See, at least someone is cool around here." He
proceeded to drop his white sweatpants and step out of them, swinging his
beautiful cock. Chase lifted himself on his elbows in what I imagined was
an admiration of Jack's dick before it was hidden by the grey underwear.
It was like looking at Jeremy in my room again, but the audience doubled
this time. I had to keep my cock under control.

"Dude, it looks like you're strangling your snake." Chase laugh.

"Man, they are a little snug, but they feel good. You mind if I wear them
a bit?" Jack asked while checking himself out of the mirror.

Bouncing out of bed, Chase adjusted his visible semi-hardon, smacking
Jack's tight ass as he walked by; he announced, "I'm starving; let's get
some food."

Rolling his eyes, Jeremy followed Chase out of the room. Jack continued
to admire his teenage physique adjusting his member and viewing the sides
of his ass. "Too tight?" he asked, looking at me through the reflection
in the mirror.

"A bit, but they look good, like your brother's." I knew I said too much
as my face started to turn red.

"HA! I thought so..." he said with a smile.

I left his room to meet Chase and Jeremy in the common room. Jeremy was
on the phone ordering some food as Chase, only wearing a pair of red
briefs, was digging through a box of videos. His ass was protruding out
as he was bent over, so I had to smack it. Think of it as payback for the
cup. With a loud crack, my fingers and palm slapped his ass and gave a
quick squeeze. "Hmm..farm life." I joked.

Chased, yelped, then jumped up and turned to face me. As he saw Jeremy
and I both laughing, he smiled and said, "ok, I deserve that," Glancing
down at my crotch, he gestured, "But it looks like you enjoyed it."

"Of the asses that I have felt, yours is about average, even for a
so-called farmboy." I quipped back

"Whatever! I'm 100% farmboy for sure!" exclaimed, grabbing his massive
rod.

"Um, what did I miss?" Jack asked, walking out of his room in his white
sweats.

"Nothing," Chase grumbled, "Sky, you should see if you could hang at the
farm."

Calling his bluff, I declared back, "Whenever, man!" Worst case, he
recants. The best case is I hang out with a bunch of sweaty guys on a
ranch.

"No kidding? I could use the help this Sunday. I'm usually alone since
the other guys take their one day off." He stated

"Uh, yeah, sure." Crap! Walked right into that one.

Looking over at the twins for help, Jack shrugged, "Sorry, we have church
at the chapel on base this weekend...else we'd totally help." he laughed.

"Sweet!" Chased clamored, and he bent back down and grabbed a movie.

After eating pizza and getting through the movie, everyone felt pretty
tired. Jack and Chase got up and headed toward Jack's room. Jeremy got up
and said, "You can crash on the couch or my pull-out bed. Up to you."
Looking back, grinning, he knew which I would choose. I followed him into
his bedroom, and he shut the door behind me. He went straight to the bed
and picked up his cum stained briefs. Standing in just a pair of
basketball shorts, he lifted them to his face and quickly inhaled.
Looking at me, he joked, "I can't believe you put my sweaty cock in your
mouth earlier. It's cleaner now if you want to taste it again."

I removed my shirt and shorts and walked to him in my underwear. He
placed a hand on my shoulder, and I lowered myself in front of him.
Reaching out, I cupped his balls and soft cock through his shorts. As I
played with them, I moved my head closer and rubbed his package against
my face. I wanted to taste him again, so I clumsily yanked his gym shorts
down. He wasn't wearing any underwear, so his flaccid dick and balls were
right in my face. He lifted my chin and slid his thumb into my mouth,
opening it up. He opened it as wide as it would go and began to feed his
soft cock into my mouth. As he stuffed more and more of his snake into my
mouth and throat, I could feel his soft blond pubes under my nose. His
whole dick was in my mouth, and he grabbed the back of my head so I
couldn't move, and it couldn't pop out. For a few seconds, I could handle
this monster wiggling around and was even able to rub my tongue on the
sides of it. But as the seconds passed, his dick started to get warm,
with blood pumping into the soft tissue. His manageable boyhood quickly
morphed into a veiny mass of manhood that stretched my lips and found new
areas in my throat to glide into. Jeremy was gentle before, only sinking
2 inches in, but tonight he wanted a cock sucker. I began to gag and push
his hips back, but he didn't let go. He swayed his hips from side to
side, causing his snake to brush up against both sides of my throat. It
was in there deep! After a couple seconds of this, he removed his hand
from the back of my head. I quickly snapped my head back, gagging and
gasping for air. My eyes watered, and my nose dripped as I stood up,
"What was that man?!"

He put both hands on my chest, thinking I would hit him, "I got a little
carried away, sorry man. You did deep-throat my whole dick, bro; that was
crazy!"

Wiping my nose and eyes, I lashed out, "Warn me if you're going to do
that!"

"Sorry, sorry, here," he took one hand off my chest and cupped the front
of my boxer briefs. He fumbled around, separating my dick from my balls,
and began to stroke it. It didn't take but a few strokes, and I was hard.
His left hand, still on my chest, moved its way down to my nipple. He
used his thumb to rub around, making it stand hard like my dick. My anger
gave way to a strong sense of pleasure. I closed my eyes and let out a
sign. Jeremy leaned in and rubbed the tip of his tongue against my
nipple. It sent a shockwave through my body. I placed it on the side of
his neck and gently caressed it. His soft kissing of my pec started to
move down my chest to my navel. He got down on one knee and kissed around
my belly button, then to the band of my underwear. Pausing his strokes,
he grabbed my wristband and lowered it to my ankles. Placing a hand on
each leg, he squeezed as his hands moved up my thighs. With no guidance,
he opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and laid my dick on it. He
moved his mouth forward, sliding my shaft to the back of his throat. He
wrapped his lips around my base, and as he tried to lick my cock, I felt
him gag. He pulled my cock half out, then guided it back in all the way
to the base, causing him to gag again. Letting it slide all the way back
out one last time.

Coughing as he stood up, he laughed, "We're even." Shutting out all the
lights except for the restroom, he walked over to his bed as I stared at
his gorgeous ass. "Give me a hand pulling this bed out," he called.

Stepping out of my underwear, I followed him, pulled his spare bed out,
and pushed it next to his. He rolled onto his side of the bed, and I
crawled onto mine. I moved closer to him and leaned over his chest. I ran
my tongue over his nipple to see if I could get it hard. He quickly
reached down and pulled my face to his. "Whoa, mine are too sensitive,"
he whispered. He inched his face closer and put his lips on mine. His
breath was warm and smelled of mouthwash. His dry lips opened slightly,
and I felt his tongue brush against my mouth. I opened it slightly, and
he penetrated my mouth, kissing me firmly.

My dick was leaking all over his leg. I had to break the kiss. As good as
it felt, I have been wanting his cum in my mouth all day. I rolled him on
his back, bent down, and licked my precum from his thigh. He raised
himself onto his elbows and watched as I grabbed his member, rolled the
foreskin back, and used my tongue to wipe his precum clean. Making sure
not to miss any under his tip, I pulled his foreskin up a bit, then stuck
my tongue in between the skin and his head so I could lick around. Once I
was sure I got it all, I wrapped my lips around his shaft, sliding in and
out, remembering to use my saliva to keep it slick. Jeremy laid back down
and began to quietly moan. We didn't want to wake Chase and Jack across
the way. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me over him,
dragging the wet tip of my dick across his face. I spread my knees out
wider, lowering my dick deep into his mouth. I was in ecstasy as I
stroked his dick to the rhythm of my mouth. I tried hard with each gulp
to take in more and more. I wanted to feel my bottom lip against his
pubes. Gagging a little as it would go deeper, I used the extra saliva to
lube his thick cock. He repaid the effort by mimicking my actions, as he
was now able to get my dick all the way down his throat with each thrust
of my hips. I wasn't going to last much longer, and I knew I wanted to
drain all of my semen into his throat, so I picked up the pace.

I began to thrust more quickly, and he did the same. I was so close to
busting that I didn't realize his balls had retracted. When he gave his
final thrust, as I let it slide down my throat. My lips gripped the base
of his dick as it pulsed and pulsed, blast after blast down my throat. I
held tight as my body stiffened, dropping my hips, empaling his face with
my cock. I unloaded what felt like gallons of cum into his esophagus. We
both twitched as the final drops leaked out. I lifted my hips and pulled
myself over to his side. We both lay on our backs, only sucking in oxygen
now. I broke the silence. "Ok, now we're even."

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