Date: Sun, 6 Dec 2015 19:39:57 +0000 (UTC) From: JoshRJosh Subject: Gay male Incest A Brother's love (2) part 10 Please do not read if you are not of legal age or if this material is illegal where you live. This story belongs to JoshR. Copyright 2015. All Rights Reserved. Nifty.org is a great site and it is FREE and run by a dedicated person who gives of his time and energy. Please DONATE. Oh yeah, and thank you for the kind emails. They are very much appreciated. A Brother's love (2) part Ten Being sixteen, I was able to work. So my summer would be life guarding, giving swim lessons and working out with the Bolts. Not being able to drive I had to depend of my mother and friends. Sean had access to a car for the summer so he was able to drive me to and from the pool. "I owe you big time," I said. "We're good. But maybe I'll figure out a way to get payback," he said and laughed. "I'm the only one who gets payback." He laughed. Looked at me. I stared at him seriously even though I was kidding. He laughed harder. It was the week after school got out for the summer that the Bolts workout got into full swing. We'd be competing again soon. Sean drove us to the pool. The coach had us swimming 25 meter lengths, five seconds behind each other. I was in the lead. Then we'd have to get out of the poll wait fifteen seconds and then I'd dive back in and then I'd be followed by Sean five seconds later, he being followed by another guy etc. It's the swimmers version of wind sprints. I went into my mental zone. In the pool, out of the pool, fifteen seconds and then in the pool, out of the pool over and over again. At one point I pulled myself out of the pool. Sean followed me as I watched the clock. Ten, nine, eight, Sean taped me on the shoulder. I looked at him. He pointed behind me. I turned. For a mini moment I wonder who was this guy standing there in Speedos and goggles. Then I realized it was David. I threw myself into his arms. He held me. I started to cry into my goggles. People got out of the pool and came over to David. I stepped back. The coach was standing beside David. "Take a break," he said to me. People kept saying hi to David and asking how he was doing. Eventually, workouts started again. David and I sat on a bench. "What are you doing here?" I said, still wiping my eyes. "How did you get here? How long are you staying? Where?" He smiled. "I drove down with Lauren. I'm staying at Carl's. I can only stay for four days. I have a job this summer and I'm taking classes." "Four days." "I figured that was better than nothing and I really wanted to see you." "How are you getting back?" "I'm flying. Granddad got me a ticket. I have to be back Sunday. I start working Monday." "Why you dressed to swim?" "I'm going to workout with you guys." We did workout. Later that day I had to work. He went with me. I called my mother and said I was having dinner with Sean and I'd be home late. Sean drove David and I to Carl's house and dropped us off. We had dinner there. Carl and David drove me home. I was so excited about seeing David I couldn't sleep. Sean picked me up in the morning and I met David at the pool. We spent each day swimming, talking, laughing. Sean and Carl and David and I went out to dinner and hung out. One night Jamie joined up. Sitting, eating burritos, I was aware that my face was flush as David and Jamie talked and joked. Of course, Carl started with dick jokes, the size of mine. Jamie laughed and joined in as did David. Sean said, "I heard someone say he has three legs and that's why he does so well swimming." David almost choked he laughed so hard. Carl and Jamie laughed. I stared at Sean and said, "Payback will be a bitch." Sunday morning I went to church services with my parents and sister. As soon as I could get out, Sean picked me up. We had lunch with David and then drove him to the airport. I couldn't believe how quickly the four days had gone. We never had time alone. When we arrived at the airport, I wanted to park and go into the airport with him. "You can't get through security. Just drop me off," he insisted. He got out of the car. I stepped out. He got his bag out of the trunk. I walked up to him. "Okay," he said. "Don't cry or you'll make me cry. We'll figure something out, I promise." I nodded. We hugged. I hung onto him. "I love you," I said. "I know and I love you." He kissed me on the cheek. "I promise, we'll figure something out." I nodded and watched him walk away. I got in the car. Tears fell from my eyes. Sean said, "He's a great guy." I nodded. "You two are lucky." I glanced at him. "Not because of what's happening," he said as he drove away. "But because you have each other. I mean, this shit is temporary like he said." I nodded and sighed. "I just miss him a lot." David and I talked about me applying to UX. He said that he talked to his swim coach about me and gave him all my latest times, my SAT scores and my GPA. David said the coach was very interested in me, especially if I was as hard a worker in the pool as David. He made me promise to apply. "Of course I'll apply, but you really think there's a chance," I said to David. "The coach thinks not only could you get a swim scholarship but an academic scholarship. Just keep doing well this year. Swim like your life depends on it." The thought that he and I would be at the same school excited me, but I really didn't believe they'd accept me. "You'll get in," Sean said. The Bolts went to the creek. I wanted to go but I didn't. I had my seventeenth birthday, but I didn't celebrate. Jamie did go with the Bolts to the creek. It was his last year. Sean didn't go, which surprised me. Instead he asked me to go to the creek to `smoke weed, swim, have lunch, sit in the sun and enjoy nature. He said it would have to be before he went to visit his Dad. Then he canceled our trip to the creek, which both surprised and disappointed me. He seemed awkward about it. Jamie told me that he thought Sean was attracted to me. "Why do you say that?" "Just a vibe I get. I think he might be into that girl he goes out with sometimes, but I really think he's attracted to you." "Vibe?" "I knew Tyler was attracted to your brother and I knew your brother was cool with it. You can just tell the way Tyler looked at David. It's kind of the way Sean looks at you." "And what can you tell about me?" "You're tough. That's why I'm glad I was talking to your brother. I wouldn't have thought you'd be into stuff. You're hard to read, like you don't want to be read. Can't you read people. I mean tell if someone is attracted to someone else." "No. I mean I know Tyler, but I wouldn't have thought he was into David." "You can't read people then. And Sean is attracted to you." "He canceled our trip to the creek." "Oh. Well, that's weird. Before Jamie left for school we got together. There is an area near where we live, a park with running paths, trees, wooded area and trails. People jog through there all the time. It's a great place to run. It's also a great place to hike off the trail a bit and smoke weed and hang out. Not too many people go there at night. But I've jogged there with David. Jamie and I had been jogging there once in a while, mostly during the early evening. He asked if I'd be up for a late evening jog. "Why then?" "Thought it would be kind of kinky to blow you outside in the trees." "Ah, that's kind of scary. I mean we could get seen." "Dark and I know a place." I agreed. He said, "Favor?" "What?" "Don't jerk off the night before. I want to blow you twice." I nodded and smiled. He said, "In a row." I laughed. I told my mother I was heading out for a long run and workout at the high school. A block later, Jamie picked me up. We drove, parked and ran the path, then hiked a trail and then headed into the wood. It was dark. I held onto his tee shirt as he led the way. We found a thick area of trees and bushes. I followed him into them. He took off his tee shirt and put it on the ground. He knelt down, grabbed my shorts and pulled them down. He took hold of my flaccid cock and wrapped his lips around it. He sucked me hard. I can stand when I jerk off and come without too much trouble. Standing while getting head is okay, but coming while standing while getting head is hard for me. My legs shake and my knees buckle. "Fuck my face," he said. I grabbed his head with both my hands and thrust. He was masturbating while I fucked his mouth. He had asked me a while back not to tell him that I was getting close anymore. He wanted to be surprised. I was close and kept thrusting. I held his head steady as the first of my cum exploded from my dick. I heard him moan and felt him sucking and swallowing. I kept coming. My legs were shaking hard. He grabbed my hips. I grabbed his shoulders. He moved on my dick and swallowed. I pulled my cock from his mouth. "What are you doing?" "I've got to lean against something." I hopped with my shorts down to a tree. He followed, got on his knees and started sucking my cock again. I moaned loudly. He sucked, I thrust. My knees felt weak. I was tingly all over, still on the high of my orgasm and getting close again. I leaned against the tree, took hold of his head and thrust. He moaned. I thrust fast and deep. The tightness of his throat was amazing. I couldn't steady myself and thrust. I leaned my back against the tree and holding his head, moved him over my cock. Again, he moaned while he masturbated. I heard him moan loudly. I thrust a few more times and then unloaded into this mouth but he didn't swallow. I rested against the tree. He stood and kept masturbating. I watched him. I heard him swallow in one big gulp and then I heard his cum hitting the leaves on the ground. He fell into my arms. I held him and stroked his head. He wrapped his arms around me. He whispered. "I like being with you." "I like it too." "I like that you're not judgmental." "Why would I be?" I stoked his head. "I've asked you to do some pretty weird shit. You're always cool with it. I ask my girlfriend to jerk me off and she says that's weird and that her hand gets tired." I chuckled. "Maybe you need to get a different girlfriend." He chuckled. I said, "One with a dick." He chuckled and nodded. "Actually, she's pretty cool except for the sex stuff." We pulled up our shorts. "I mean she likes to fuck and is good at it. Actually, I think I'm good at it. She just isn't very adventurous." "Have you shown her your butt plug," I asked as we walk along the trail back to the car. He laughed. "AH, NO. She'd freak out." "There must be girls that are adventurous and non-judgmental." "Yeah, I'll probably find those at college. Can we stay in touch?" "Yes, I'd really like it if we did. I don't want to just say goodbye and never see you again. I mean I want to be invited to your wedding." He laughed. "Yeah, that would be funny. You'd have to be my best man." We chuckled. Jamie left for school. It wasn't until he left that I realized how much I would miss him. David was right, he was a good guy and would never fuck me over. David and I talked as often as we could. He and a friend, John, from the swim team moved into a one-bedroom apartment. He like John who was straight but "not hung up of sexual categories and comfortable with his body". When I asked him what that meant he explained that John sleeps and walks around naked, from his bed to the bathroom from the shower to the bedroom and that they've seen each other masturbate. "He's asked me to do a three-way," David said. "Wow. Would you?" "Yeah, why not? I told him to find the girl," he said and chuckled. "It's all kind of casual but I really don't have any interest in him sexually and I'm sure he doesn't have interest in me. We're just friends. And he's easy to live with." At the beginning of October I talked to Jamie. It was great hearing from him. He said that he'd be home for Thanksgiving and wanted to know if we could get together. I chuckled. "More kinky stuff?" He laughed. "Yeah, you know me." "I won't be here for most of Thanksgiving. We're going to my grandparents' house." "How about Christmas?" he asked. "Yeah, sure." Homecoming at our school, which is celebrated with a football game and a dance was a week away. Sean dropped me off after Bolts swim practice. When I entered the house through the kitchen, my mother said to me, "Your father wants to talk to you." "Talk? Really? About world peace or how I screwed up again." "Joshua!" "Talk about what?" "He's in the den." I felt angry and scared. What the fuck is this about, I wondered. He hasn't quote unquote talked to me in over a year. I walked into the den and stared at him. He looked up at me and said, "Your sister has a date for the homecoming game and dance." I just stared at him. Silence. Was he going to ask me what I knew about the guy? Was he going to ask me to chaperon them? Did he think I cared? "Are you going?" "Yes." "With who? I'm thinking, okay I get that we all screw up the who and whom thing, but even I know that when asking a question like this, the correct word is whom because we are asking about the object, me being the subject and my friends being the object of the sentence. "Friends from school." "What friends?" "Sean, Devon, Aaron, a bunch of guys." What the fuck is this about? I wondered. "Why aren't you dating?" "Ah, just not interested in asking anyone out." I felt my stomach roil. "I'd think that since you now have permission, you'd jump at the chance." "Not jumping." He stared at me. Is he serious? Is he going to give me shit about NOT dating? Where is this going? We stared at each other. Then I felt anxiety wash over me. I did all I could to remain calm. My face tingled. Get ready to worm your way through this, I told myself. "And why is that?" "I don't want to have sex with a girl." There I said it, I thought. "David did and he got thrown out. He made me promise not to make the mistake he made and wait until I go to college." "I said date not have sex." "Yeah, I heard you. But when guys say to me, `you ought to ask out this girl or that girl' they add that she wants to fuck my brains out. I'm not going to put myself in that position. I'd feel like a total jerk if I had to say to her, I can't fuck you my dad would be angry." He stared at me. "You're trying to tell me that there are no girls at school that are wanting to be a virgin when they get married? That aren't having sex?" "Yeah. Well, actually, what do you mean by sex?" I was feeling better, like I had more control of the conversation. More staring. I said, "Sex like in touching each other's `private parts', sex like in oral sex, sex like in screwing? All those or one of those?" He stared. "Some girls don't screw, but they jerk their boyfriend off and give head. Is that okay? Is it okay for me to do everything except screw?" Silence. He finally said, "Why don't you ask a girl out from church?" I chuckled. "Those are the girls I'm talking about. You know, giving head but not screwing." "Are you saying your sister does that?" "Okay, I'm not my sister. I'm not going to tell you what she did with Brent and does with her current boyfriend. You'll have to grill her." "I've been told that you've told everyone at school that David was thrown out because he had sex with his girlfriend." "Ah, first off, I've told no one anything, so Sarah is full of bull crap. Second, yes everyone knows, and they know that you called Bethany a slut." He glared at me. "And everyone knows that you threw David out because he stood up for her and cursed you out. Even Bethany's parents know." More glaring. I was really angry. I kept hearing David saying, `keep your mouth shut'. "I'm curious, will you ever say to me `good job son'? Will you ever say to me, `I'm proud of you'?" Staring. He said, "You don't like me, do you?" I said, "You don't like me. Do you?" "My job isn't to like you, my job is to raise you so that you're a straight, productive, educated man." "Well, I guess we'll see how that goes." "Go to your room." I went to my room. I was shaking, wondering what he knew, what he thought he knew, or what he was hoping to find out. Later that night I called David and told him about the conversation. He said, "If he knew anything, or thought he knew anything, he'd be all over you. I really don't think he thinks you're gay. I think he was trying figure out if you were dating and not telling him. My guess is that he thinks there's no way your not having sex, so you must be dating and fucking and not telling him. "Well, he's close to right." David laughed. "He's a dog sniffing for a bone. He's got the scent but he's digging under the wrong tree." "I think he's more like a dog sniffing for a boner." "God I miss you. So, listen you've got to be very careful. Very careful. He's got the scent. He's figured that given the opportunity you'd jump at the chance." "He's right, but wrong." We talked for a while. I did homework, then undressed and did my nightly routine. I brushed and flossed, peed, locked my door, turned off the lights, got on my bed and masturbated. When I was done, I looked at the cum gathered on my stomach and chest and thought that coming in someone's mouth is so much more convenient. Sean and I had three classes together. We agreed to a Saturday study time. He said, "Do you know that I spend more time with you than with anyone else." "That's because you like me," I said and laughed. He laughed. I kept thinking about what Jamie said to me about Sean and wondering why he asked me to go to the creek and why he then cancelled. It was mid-October when my comfort level and curiosity outweighed my anxiety. He picked me up to go to this house to study Saturday morning for a test we had coming up. We were both ready but wanted to review. Swimming took up most of our afternoons. Then there was dinner and then studying, but often tiredness set in. Saturdays were an important study day. We studied and reviewed for a few hours and agreed that we knew the material. His mother called us down to lunch. We ate. As we went back to his room, she said, "I'm heading out shopping. Behave." We chuckled. She had confronted Sean about smoking weed in his room. "Did you really think she wouldn't smell it?" "I knew she smelled it on my clothes. I figured if I hung out the window enough she wouldn't think I was smoking it the house." We had, on a couple of occasions, leaned out his window shirtless and took a few hit when the study day was over. I did it shirtless so my clothes wouldn't smell. We went to his room. He said, "You want to get high and then study?" I think we pretty much have it down, but we could go over it again. "I guess." I stared at him. "What?" he asked. "So, I have two questions I've been wanting to ask you." "Oh," he said nervously. "I don't know if you want to get high first or talk first." "Probably talk. Is this something bad?" "No. Why would you think that?" "The way you said it." I took a deep breath. "It is bad," he said. "I don't think it's bad. Just let me ask you?" He nodded. "You asked me to go to the creek to smoke weed, have lunch," I could see his face was getting red. "Swim, sun, and enjoy nature as you put it." He nodded. "So, my first question is this. Was that really why? I mean, to do that and only that? And my second question is why did you cancel after I said yes." He looked really nervous. "Ah, well. I mean, why did you think, I mean the what else thing." I stared at him. "Well, my guess is to jerk off. You know like the Bolts do. You didn't go with them and you asked me to go instead of you going with them, so I figured it was in place of that." He nodded. I kind of wished he had said no. I wished he said, `oh I didn't think you would', or something like that. Because over the last weeks, I had gone from what Jamie said, that Sean was attracted to me, to thinking Sean was afraid I was attracted to him. I thought if he thought we were going to jerk off he decided against it because he didn't want to be alone with me. Maybe he thought something more would happen and I'd make it happen. "So you asked me to go to smoke weed and jerk off?" "Yes." "Okay, so I said yes and then you canceled." He sighed loudly. "Look we're friends. We hang out. I think it's just best if you tell me what's up. I won't get angry. I won't act weird. I think we just need to talk about it because it's bothering me. Not that we didn't go, but that you asked, I said yes and then you canceled. And don't say it was because you were busy." "I wasn't busy." "Okay." Silence. "Sean, we are cool. Just say what you were afraid of. I won't get weird." "You will get weird, or feel weird." I sighed and shrugged. "Well, not telling me is making we feel weird. But I guess if that's the way you think it's best left. I'm okay with that." "I wanted to jerk off with you." I said, "Well, you know that I've jerked off with the guys and had fun. Did you think I didn't go with the Bolts because I thought doing that shit was weird? Because I don't. Well, I guess it is weird but so what. I like weird." "Yeah, I figured you were okay with it. I mean the guys said you were cool and funny and had fun. They wished you were there since you had nine inches." "I don't have nine. Maybe eight and a half. I mean I've measured it and have gotten eight and a half, never nine. But I was bigger than David, so that's what counted." "Half an inch," he said and chuckled. "How big are you?" "Seven and a half." "Seven and a half like my nine or like my eight and a half." He smiled, "Like your eight and a half." "Did you win anything," I asked smiling. "No. I came in second for most shots" "Cool. So, do you want to tell me what the deal was or just drop it?" He sighed. "I wanted to go. I really did but I was scared." My stomach sank. He knew I was attracted to him and it scared him. "Of what?" "Scared you'd figure out that I was curious about doing stuff." I guess I looked surprised. I was but I wasn't. Jamie was right. "You were afraid I'd get weird if I figured that out?" He nodded. "Well, I wouldn't have gotten weird. I get the whole curious thing and I'm fine with it. You know how much trouble I could get into don't you. I mean if my father found out." "Yes. You can't think I'd ever tell anyone." "If you even hinted at it with one of your girlfriends." "They're not girlfriends. They're friends who are girls. I keep telling you that." "Okay, fine. I trust you, but that's what scares me, not." I looked at him. "What are you curious about?" He shrugged. "Touching stuff." I smiled. "You've touched me." "You dick," he said getting wide eyed. I stood up. I undid my belt and pants and unzipped them. I looked at him. "Ah, so, if you want to touch my junk, come over here and undo your stuff, because we're trading junk touching." I pulled my boxer brief down exposing my still flaccid cock. We stared at each other. "This is for real?" I looked down at my cock. "Looks real and it's about to get realer." We were a few days from Halloween. "Sean, this is not a trick." I smiled. "It's a treat." He laughed and stepped forward. I said, "Ah, unzip. Fair is fair." He pulled his pants down and then his boxer briefs. His seven and a half erection popped out. It's odd to say, but I thought it was beautiful. We watched as my cock moved from hanging to standing straight out in front of my body. We smiled at each other. I stepped toward him. He was staring at my cock. I took his hand and placed on my junk. Immediately he began to fondle it. I took hold of his cock and stroked it. I said, "You're as thick as I am." By now my cock was fully erect. "Yeah, I am," he said sounding really turned on. He played with my balls. "I think your balls are bigger maybe." I touched his balls. "Nah. About the same." I stepped really close to him. We were almost nose to nose. I pulled his cock toward my body. I lined them up. "Very much the same except I'm a little longer. But yours is better looking I think." He laughed. "You're nuts. Your cock is beautiful." We looked at each other and laughed. I very gently played with the head of his cock. He was dripping pre cum. "You're really cool with this?" he said. I laughed. "Seriously. What about his looks like I'm not cool with it?" "No. I mean I'm surprised. I mean I was such a jerk about the creek. I was going to ask you there if we could do this, but I was sure you'd feel weird." Silence. Touching, gentle stroking. "Can I touch your chest," he asked. I pulled my tee shirt off and said, "Okay, so touch what you want and don't ask. I mean you've got my cock in your hand." He chuckled but still sounded really turned on, breathing shallow and loud. We were standing a foot apart. He ran his hand over my chest and stomach as he fondled my cock. I felt more precum. I stroked him with my wet hand. He looked at me, pulled my hand away and said, "Oh fuck." "What?" I felt his cum hit my stomach. I grabbed his cock and pulled him against me. He grabbed my shoulders, held on and thrust against my stomach. He shot a large load. "Fuck, sorry," he said. "I was just so turned on." "Stop with the sorry. I come on my stomach all the time." He smiled. "And I'm going to come on yours." He nodded. I ran my fingers through his cum. "I'm afraid it's going to drip down my leg and into my pants," I said as I kicked off my shoes and tried to step out of my pants. He bend down and helped me out of them. I ran my hand through his cum smearing it over my belly. Then he took his pants off. I said, "Do you want to make me come or should I jerk off." "No, I want to." I spread his cum on my cock. "Lube," I said. I noticed his cock was hard and still pulsing. He began stroking my cock. The smell of his cum and the sound of his wet hand sliding over my cock filled the air. "That feels good," I said. "I'm very practiced at this," he said and smiled. "I've been doing it a couple of times a day for the last four or five years. "Me, too," I said. He stroked my cock firmly. "I'm getting close," I said grabbing his shoulders to steady myself. He stepped closer to me and aimed my cock at his lower stomach and junk. "Oh fuck, Sean." I thrust. My cock pressed against his stomach. "Yeah, come on me," he said, almost pleading. I couldn't see what was happening because he had his head bend down to watch. I just held on, inhaled the aroma of his cum and felt my cum shooting from my cock. I moaned and thrust. When I was done, he looked into my eyes and said, "Wow, that was a lot of cum. Cool." I looked at his stomach. Most of my cum was on his lower stomach right above his junk, which was shaved smooth. He was still rock hard. I reached down, wet my hand with my cum and ran my fingers over his cock. He moaned. "Wow, that feels incredible." "You can go again?" "Yeah," he said. "You, too." "Let's lie down on your bed. I can relax more." He lay down. I lay beside him. We faced each other and stroked each other slowly. Both our cocks were sensitive, but neither one of us wanted to stop. He played with my balls. I played with his. He touched my chest while I jerked him. I touched his while he jerked me. The cum was drying out for both of us. I leaned over his cock and let spit drip from my mouth then I stroked him. He moaned and thrust upward. He stopped me and pushed at me so I was lying down. He let spit drop on my cock and then he stroked me until it dried out. The smell of cum sent a chill through me. Back and forth we went, lying naked beside each other and dropping spit and stroking each other. I lay back and watched him lean over my cock. He was only about an inch from my cock head as he let spit fall. He stroked me. I leaned over him and watched him watching me. Spit hung from my lips and touched his cock head. I looked up at him and then wiped the spit from my lips with his cock head and smiled. He sighed. I said, "Just touching." When my hand dried out, I lay back. His turn. He leaned over, took hold of my cock, looked up at me, stuck out his tongue and licked the head of my cock. I said, "Go for it if you want." He put his mouth over my cock and moaned. He slowly moved up and down. He kept licking and sucking and was pretty good at it. My guess was that he'd done it before. I pulled him up. "My turn," I said. He nodded and lay down. I stroked his cock and then took him deep into my mouth. He moaned loudly. His body trembled. "Oh wow," he sighed. Maybe he's never done this before, I thought. I remembered the first time I felt a wet mouth and that was how I responded. I felt his cock head getting hard. He pulled me off his cock. I stroked him hard and fast and then watched as streams of cum shot into the air. He moaned, he groaned and his body twitched. I lay beside him. "You came hard," I said. He looked at me and smiled. "That was incredible. I've licked my dick and jerked off but it never felt like that." I smiled. "Yeah, I've done that. You're right." He moved and went down on me. I lay back and watched him mouth my cock. I wondered if he was doing it slowly so I wouldn't come quickly, so he could enjoy what he was doing or if he didn't know how to make me come by giving me head. I decided to let him do what he was doing. It felt good. I watched him. He seemed to be enjoying himself. When I sucked him I could taste the cum we used for lube on his dick. I watched him licking the shaft of my cock. He had to be tasting cum as I had. Then he went into `making me come' mode. He knew what he was doing. I was about to tell him that I was getting close when he stopped giving me head and used his hand. I moaned loudly, grabbed the sheet, thrust and came. He kept stroking me until I pulled his hand away. When I finally relaxed a bit, I looked over at him. He had cum in his hair and on his forehead. Then I noticed more on his cheek. I laughed as I tried to wipe it off. "Sorry," I said. He smiled and said, "I come there all the time." We stepped into his shower and soaped each other. His body was tight, lean and defined. He said, "I'm going to have to stay away from you in the shower after swimming." I smiled. "If I look at you and remember this I'll pull wood for sure." "Me too." "I know asking this is stupid, really stupid, but we're going to still be friends, right?" "Of course. Why would you ask that?" He kept running his soapy hands over my chest. "At my other school. Where my father lives. A friend of mine. We got curious and did this, like we did." "Gave each other head." "Yeah, we gave each other head. Then he got weird. I mean he just stayed away and at school he wouldn't look at me or talk to me anymore." "That's fucked up." I had the bar of soap in my hand. I put it down and put my hands on his junk. "That's not going to happen." He nodded. "That's why you canceled the creek. You thought I'd do that." "Yeah." "We're friends. Good friends." "Friends with benefits," he said and chuckled. I smiled. "I don't mean you have to do this again. I just meant," "Once in a while is fine with me. I mean I really do have to be careful. No one can think we're like into each other. But I'd do this again for sure." He smiled. "That's cool. Me too." "When will your mother be home," I asked as we dried off. "Do you want to hang around for dinner?" "Yeah, sure, if that's okay." He picked up his phone. "Hey Mom, can Josh stay for dinner?" He nodded at me. "Can you call his mom? Cool. When will you be home?" He nodded. "Pizza?" he asked me. "Yeah, sure." "Pizza is great." He hung up. He looked at the time. "She's hanging with a friend. She'll bring pizza home at dinnertime. So, probably she'll be here in three hours. Why?" "You any good at massages?" He smiled. "Yeah, great at it." He chuckled. "You want one?" "I'll trade you, one for one," I said as I lay face down on his bed. "My shoulders, back, legs and my pecs are really tight. My abs could use some work too." He laughed. He straddled me and sat on my butt. As he massaged my shoulders I could feel his balls moving over my butt. "Your back is solid," he said. "You've got great lats too." I reached around and touched his cock. It was hard. "You're enjoying this." He reached under me and touched my erection. "So are you." He massaged my buttocks, my legs and my feet. "Roll over," he said. He straddled my hips and sat on my junk. He dug his fingers into my pecs. He then moved to my upper thighs. My eyes were closed most of the time, but I peaked as he massaged my thighs. He was staring at my erection. As he rubbed my thighs, his hands ran over my scrotum. Each time my cock throbbed. He looked up at me. We smiled. "You comfortable?" "Yeah, are you?" "Yeah," he said taking my cock in his hand. He moved and then put our cocks together and massaged them. "Your turn," I said, moving. He lay face down. I straddle his butt and ran my cock and balls over it. As I massaged him, I thought about all the times I thought about doing this with Jamie and never asked. It was one of my fantasies, one that I kept to myself. It seemed to me that he was always in charge of what we did, when we did it and how. And I was more than fine with that. This was going to be different and I liked that too. When I was done massaging him, I turned so that my feet were at his head. We lay beside each other giving each other head slowly; sucking, fondling, licking, watching each other. We lay beside each other, head to head for over an hour. We were both close, "Can I jerk you off," I said. "Yeah, sure." I straddled his legs and sat down. I took hold of his cock and played with it. Then I started stroking it. He thrust upward. His legs tensed. He moaned. I stroked with one hand and held my other hand in front of his cock. His cum hit my hand and dripped onto his stomach. I spread his cum on my cock and started jerking. "Let me," he said moving. He wet his hand with his cum. I lay down. He squeezed my cock, running his hand up and down. Almost immediately I hit my climax and then started coming. Again we jumped in the shower. With the window open and us naked we got high. I hope you are still enjoying my story. JoshRJosh@Yahoo.com