Date: Mon, 26 Oct 2020 18:53:53 +0000
From: monoman30 <monoman30@protonmail.com>
Subject: So, That Happened (part 3)

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So, That Happened
Part 3

Okay, so the other morning I was jacking off in bed, right? Just a quick
one to get my day started. I used to be able to do it under the blankets
without a fuss, but now that I leak stuff I've gotten in the habit of
doing it with the blankets pulled down to my thighs, which is actually
kind of nice because then I get to look at my cock and imagine someone
sucking it, or imagine it's someone else's and I'm playing with it. Yes,
I'm still kind of obsessed with dicks, particularly Matthew's.

And now I've got a new layer to my fantasies, thanks again to Matthew. I
was a little weirded out when he shot a load of cum into my mouth that
time, but... I can't stop thinking about it. Yeah, it tasted weird, and it
was kinda, like, slimy in a way that should be totally disgusting. But
every time I think about his cock unloading in my mouth, about swallowing
mouthful after mouthful of hot, thick cum, it just ignites me. I don't
know what it is. Maybe it's just the feeling of... I dunno, like tangibly
consuming someone's orgasm or something. Like swallowing sex itself. I
dunno. But, fuck it gets me off.

So I was laying there, jacking off, kinda trying out different scenarios,
feeling around in my mind to see what does it for me that day, you know
how it goes, and of course eventually my thoughts turn to Matthew's dick
cumming in my mouth and I get off, and I can feel some of the stuff
leaking out, and as my orgasm starts to fade and I'm already thinking
about cleaning up, suddenly more comes flowing out. A lot more. And it's
partially mixed with thick, cloudy sperm. I'm not even doing anything,
just holding my dick, and it just flows out over my knuckles and onto my
belly and I'm desperately reaching for one of my socks to mop it all up
and it's already flowing over my waist onto the bed. It was really weird,
not how I expected my first real ejaculation to play out. And every time
I thought I'd cleaned it all up, I'd see a little more coming out. I
wasn't even hard anymore, but even when everything looked dry, if I
touched the opening at the tip my finger always came away with a wet
strand. After a few minutes I finally got up and took my morning piss and
that seemed to clear everything out.

I had no idea if this was just how all my orgasms were going to be from
here on out, or if it would just be a once in a while thing or what. So
in the name of science I jacked off again a couple hours later, armed
with some wadded toilet paper. I ejaculated again but this time it shot
out of me in pulses, and it was tied more closely with my orgasm, and it
looked more like normal cum, at least from what I'd seen in porn, not as
loosely mixed with that clear, watery stuff. More pearly. And I
immediately recognized the scent from when Matthew came in my mouth, that
sort of light chlorine-ish smell. And yeah, I tasted some of it, of
course. Pretty much how I remembered Matthew's tasting. But as much as
the thought of swallowing cum gets me off, once I actually do get off the
idea quickly loses its appeal, which seems like a cruel prank of biology
to me. I'm not thrilled about the additional cleanup required, but I do
like the way it feels when it shoots out. My orgasms leave me feeling
more satisfied now, less weird and hollow afterwards. And of course now
all I can think about is how this is going to affect things with Matthew,
assuming we mess around again.

It's been a couple weeks since we blew each other that night in his den.
When I swallowed his cum.
I don't know what time I fell asleep that night, I definitely slept in
much later than I normally do. Even Matthew was up before me, and that
boy loves sleeping in. And yeah, I still had some lingering anxiety about
the night before, but by the time we finished breakfast it felt like
something that had happened to someone else in another life. That was a
couple weeks ago, and we've hung out several times since then, but we
haven't had any sleepovers. And it's been about a week since I started
ejaculating, so I'm still kind of getting used to that I guess.

So anyway, right now I'm in Matthew's room alone, and I'm so fucking
horny. I've been horny as hell all day. Matthew's out front helping his
dad with some yard work, and I was out there with them a few minutes ago,
but Matthew has this thing about guests having to do chores, so he
suggested I go hang out in his room till they're done. Which is kind of a
bummer because I really liked looking at his body while he was scooping
up leaves, especially his ass. That's one thing about the other night
that keeps coming back to me. When I was feeling his ass with my hand, he
had suggested I explore with something else. And I kinda did, I rubbed my
dick into the crack, and it was great, but I was so single minded about
his cock that I just moved past it and didn't think about it again. Had
he been suggesting I fuck him in the ass? Watching him working in the
yard, I was pretty much just staring at his ass the whole time. I even
had to discreetly stand my dick up in my shorts so it didn't tent my
crotch. Had I missed my opportunity to fuck him? Would the opportunity
come again?

I'm alone in his room, everyone's outside, so... fuck it. I unzip my
shorts and take my dick out and stroke it, playing through the images I'd
just memorized and embellishing on them. Matthew bent over to scoop up
leaves, his legs spread, his ass in the air. Mmm. What if I just pulled
those shorts down. Kissed my way up the back of his bare thighs, all over
those full white cheeks. I had felt his ass that night. I felt his crack.
His hole. What if I licked up the warm crevice of his butt? What if I
spread those firm cheeks and just pushed my face into it and sucked on
his butt hole? With his legs spread I'd probably be able to see his
balls. I could suck on his balls from behind. Mmmm, yeah... I'm getting
close, but I don't want to cum. I feel like such a perv, standing here
playing with my dick in Matthew's room in the middle of the day with him
right outside. I didn't even close the door to the bedroom. He could just
walk in any minute and see me doing this. He'd probably drop to his knees
and suck me, take it all the way to the back of this throat again. I know
he likes sucking me while I'm standing. You can fucking suck my dick all
you want, Matthew. Then I'd lay him on his back on the bed, and I'd lift
his legs into the air with his shorts pulled down and I'd suck his ass
and his balls and his dick and when everything's good and wet I'd push my
dick into his ass, I'd fuck him as he's on his back on the bed while I'm
standing, and we're both fully clothed, our shorts and underwear are just
pushed down around our thighs, and I'm holding his legs and-

I hear the front door open and his dad's booming voice, and I stuff my
raging dick into my shorts and zip up in a panic as I hear the familiar
sound of Matthew coming up the stairs two at a time. I'm so close I
almost cum in the process, and I turn around just as Matthew walks in.
What the fuck was I thinking? My face flushes.

"All done?" I ask, trying to sound casual. How ridiculous do I look, just
standing in the middle of his room? Could I be any more suspicious?

"Yeah, sorry about that. You know how my dad gets. I'm gonna grab a
Sprite, you want one?"

"Sure, sounds good."

He bounds down the stairs again. Whew, that was close. In more ways than
one.

Matthew comes back and we pop our sodas and hang out. You'd think the
close call would've killed my horniness, but you'd be wrong. I'm looking
at Matthew and talking to Matthew, but in my head I'm also fucking
Matthew's brains out.

I feel like there's a good chance I'm going to be spending the night
tonight, and therefore a good chance we're going to do stuff again. I
should really tell him about my recent development, just to prepare him.

"Can I ask you something personal?" I begin when there's a lull in the
conversation. "How long ago did you first... like... " I glance at the
bedroom door and lower my voice, even though it's closed. "...cum? Like...
you know... actually cum." This is so awkward to ask. I know it sounds
silly considering I've literally swallowed his load, but we've never
actually talked about any of it.

"Oh. Um... around the beginning of the year. Maybe six or seven months
ago?"

"Oh."

"And I guess..." Matthew looks away uncomfortably. "I'm sorry for... like...
not warning you. That time. It just happened really fast-"

"Oh! No, it's cool!" God this is awkward. Maybe I shouldn't have brought
it up.

"Still, I've kinda felt bad about that."

"No no, it was fine, really," I say, laughing nervously.

"I mean it's not like it tastes very good," he says with a nervous laugh
of his own.

"Well, yeah, it does taste a little weird. So... you've tasted it before?"

"Ummm... yeah."

"Like, your own, or...?"

"Oh, no, just my own. Have you ever tried sucking your own dick?"

"Um... yeah, sure, I think everyone who has a dick has."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Can you?"

I flash back to my sad attempts while sitting on the toilet, bent over
with my tongue out as far as it would go, still several inches shy. "No.
I'm not even sure it's possible."

"I can."

Whoa, wait. What!? "You can?"

"Yeah."

"Seriously?" I'm sitting up at attention now.

"Yes," he says, laughing at my surprise.

"Holy shit! So do you, like, cum in your mouth?"

"Uh, well..."

"You can tell me. I mean, you know, it's not like I haven't swallowed it
before."

He laughed quietly again. Nervously. "Yeah. I have. Just a couple of
times."

"Wow. Well, you gotta show me."

"No-ho-ho!" he says, but he's kind of smiling and laughing as he says it
so I'm pretty sure that if I push him he'll do it.

"Oh, come on. It's not like I haven't seen your dick before. In fact not
only have I seen it, I've touched it, I've tasted it, I've-"

"Okay, okay!" He puts his Sprite on the nightstand and scoots to the edge
of the bed. Then he sighs. "This is embarrassing."

"Come on! You have to show me. I'll help you if you want." I reach for
his fly but I'm just messing with him.

"No, it's fine, I got it!" he says, batting my hands away.

"Okay." I sit on the floor in front of him anxiously.

"Stop looking at me like that!" he says.

"Like what?"

"Like... I dunno!"

"Okay, fine. Here." I get up and sit on the bed next to him. "What if we
both try it together?"

"I... guess."

I stand up and undo my shorts and pull them down, and Matthew stands and
does the same. "Ready?" I ask, and I lift my butt enough to get my
underwear down. Matthew copies the movement, and there it is, his big
boner, poking up at a forty-five degree angle between his legs in broad
daylight. Mmmmm.

I look at my own erection and point it at my face, and I bend my head
down as far as I can and stick my tongue out, predictably hitting my
limit several inches short of the goal.

Matthew bends over and I turn my head to watch. He easily closes the
distance. And his tongue comes out. And he's... he's licking around the
head. Of his own dick. Oh my god.

He stops and sits up, smiling.

"Don't stop! You haven't even sucked on it yet!"

"Haha, okay, okay." He bends down again and this time he gets the tip of
the head past his lips. His shirt hangs down and blocks the view so I
reach over and lift it out of the way. I'm breathless.

"How low can you go?"

"Depends."

"What if I, like, helped?"

"Sure. Just be careful, don't push too far."

"I will. I'll be careful."

He bends over again and the head of his beautiful dick disappears into
his mouth, and I reach down and grab his shaft. He moves his own hand out
of the way and lets me hold it, and I push gently on his back, and he
gets almost halfway down. His lips reach my fingers and I move my hand
lower.

"Wow," is all I can say.

He sits up again, laughing nervously. I'm still holding his dick. It's
hot and hard and the head's all wet and it's right there in my hand. I
bend down and put it in my mouth. I can't help it. I suck on it. I close
my eyes and just taste the warm cock in my mouth for a moment, then I sit
up again, still holding it, and put my hand gently on the back of his
neck and urge him back down on himself. So hot.

I get off the bed and get on my knees in front of him. He stops and
watches what I'm doing, and I spread his legs open. His shorts are in the
way so I stop and pull them and his underwear down around his ankles and
spread his knees again. His balls are hanging beautifully below his dick,
round and full of his thick, rich sperm. I put my hand on his shoulder
and urge him down as I lean in, and he puts his dick in his mouth again
and I stick my tongue out and lick and kiss the shaft. He starts licking
the head, and I start licking the head too. Our tongues occasionally
touch. Our heads occasionally gently bump each other as we lick his dick.
Together. At the same time.

He sucks it back into his mouth and I watch the head slide past his lips.
His mouth works as he sucks on it, and he moans. Then he takes it out and
points it in my direction, and I start sucking on it. Then I stop and
slide my tongue up and down the length of his shaft and I pull his head
back down on it too. We go back and forth a few times, or at the same
time, the room quiet except for our moaning as we hungrily share his dick
with each other.

Holy fuck. This is... this is unbelievable.

He's sucking it again, and I gently move his head up and down, so he's
blowing himself. I lean in and lick the shaft hungrily while his lips
slide up and down on his own cock. Jesus Christ.

"Yeah," I whisper in encouragement. "Cum in our mouths." I think that's
the hottest thing I've ever said.

Matthew sits up. "I don't normally do that from this position."

"What other position is there?"

"Well, when I've done it before I was on my back."

"On your back? How?"

He puts his dick into his fly and flips around and rolls onto his back
and lifts his legs up in the air, as if he's given up halfway through a
somersault. He grabs his ass with both hands and pulls until his crotch
is practically in his face. "See?" he says with a giggle.

A million thoughts go through my head. "Do it!"

"Later," he says, and rolls back around, facing me. Oh, you fucking
tease!

"Come on!"

"No. That was already kinda risky. What if my dad walked in?"

Okay, okay, he's got a point. I put my own dick away and we continue our
day.

I'm trying real hard not to be an obnoxious horn dog, but it's very
difficult. All I can think about is how he literally said we would do it
later. The promise burns a hole in my brain, but I'm doing my best to be
normal and jovial all through dinner and movie watching with his parents
in the den and taking a shower (it took Herculean strength to keep from
jacking off once I was naked under the water and soaping myself up), and
I'm super chill while we sit on his bed together, watching TV in the
dark. His dad pops in a little after eleven and says goodnight, and I'm
so chill you'd think I had completely forgotten about it.

Matthew gets up to get a drink, and I calmly pick up my pillow and put it
against my face and scream silently into the white cotton.

Matthew comes back with another Sprite. He closes the door, and he locks
it. He never locks it. Oh fuck yeah, here we go!

He sits on the bed again, and I look at his crotch in the light of the
TV. He's hard, and not hiding it.

"Looking a little stiff, there," I say.

"Oh, this?" Matthew asks, and he rubs his palm over his boner. "Yeah. Not
sure what to do about it."

"I know what you mean," I say, and I stretch my legs out. "I seem to be
having the same problem!" I grab my own hard-on through my shorts.

"Oh, I see," he says, and he smiles and reaches over and rubs my dick.

Okay, enough prelude. I'm fucking ready. I pull my shorts and underwear
down to my thighs, and Matthew leans down and takes my dick in his hand
and starts sucking on it. I'm watching the TV, trying to focus on the
mindless imagery to distract myself and give him some time alone to enjoy
it. Soon he's sucking my balls and my groin and it's impossible to ignore
and I pet his hair while he feasts on me. Take your time, Matthew.

"I wish I could suck on mine," I lament. He looks up at me and smiles,
jacking my slippery cock.

"Maybe you could do some yoga or something," he says, and I can't help
laughing.

"Alright then, let's see some yoga!"

"Yeah? You wanna see some yoga poses?"

"I've only been waiting all day!"

He laughs and flips around and rolls onto his back and gets his legs in
the air, his socked feet kicking for balance. Once he's in position he
pulls the front of his gym shorts open and takes his dick out. I hold his
legs for him as he starts licking himself again.

As hot as it is, this could be a lot hotter. I reach behind him and grab
the elastic waistband of his shorts and he doesn't put up any resistance
as I pull them down over his ass and down his legs and completely off.

He's naked from the waist down. Well, I guess technically from the waist
up from this angle. His ass is bare and right in front of my face. His
balls hang below the bulge of his perineum, the tan sack full and round
and tight. He's holding his swollen dick which points down to his face,
and he's tonguing and kissing the head. Oh my lord.

I lean down near his face and lick the length of his shaft, then I suck
his balls into my mouth. I open my mouth wide and get it all in, my hands
on his ass for support. I'm holding all of his cum in my mouth right now.
I roll the textured skin around in my mouth a little, then lean back to
enjoy the view. Matthew sticks the head of his dick into his mouth and
moans as he sucks on it, and then he takes it out and looks at me and
pushes it towards me. I lay down and turn my face to the side and take
his cock into my mouth and suck it while rubbing his balls and his ass.

"Oh, yeah," he says, and he reaches up and rubs everything with me, his
balls and his ass. He rubs his hole, and I reach up and rub it with him.

I stop sucking and he puts it back in his own mouth as I lick up the
shaft again, up his balls, and then all the way up the warm crack. He's
got one hand on each of the cheeks of his ass, on either side of his
hole, and I put my hands over his and kiss the warm, silky smooth,
slightly puckered skin. I run my tongue around it gently, then I push my
tongue inside. It's hot and so tight I can't even get my tongue very far,
but Matthew is moaning below me so he must like it, and I put my lips
around his hole and kind of suck on it and then push my tongue back in. I
wrap my arms around the small of his back and hold him in place as I make
out with his ass.

Matthew starts fumbling at my shorts and I reposition myself to give him
better access, and he takes my dick out and I can feel his tongue and
lips hungrily flashing across it. I lift my hips a little to give him a
better angle, and then I feel it sliding into his mouth properly while I
wiggle my tongue around against that constant tightness inside him. I'm
making a little bit of progress, I can move my tongue around a little
easier now, and get a little deeper, but my tongue is actually getting a
little tired from the effort. I guess I went at it a little too hard, so
I take a break and start licking and kissing the cheeks, all that satiny
white skin.

I look down at Matthew and he's happily sucking my dick, his eyes closed,
his white throat exposed to me, and he's jacking his own dick while
sucking mine, the sack bouncing from his movement. I take my dick out of
his mouth and lean down to suck on his again, and he holds my head in
place. God I love sucking Matthew's dick. He reaches up and jacks the
base of his dick while I suck on the rest.

"Here, let me see yours again," Matthew says, sounding a little
breathless. I take a moment and step back to pull my shorts and underwear
completely off real quick, then I get back on the bed, his update down
face between my knees, and lay my dick against his mouth. He sticks his
tongue out and positions his own dick until the heads are together and he
starts licking and sucking both of our dicks at the same time.

Oh my god, I can't believe how hot this is. I never even thought of this
before. I'm just watching this happen, my mind blown. Matthew is moaning
and sliding his tongue over both of our dicks. He pushes the head of his
own dick into his mouth and sucks on it, then takes it out and sucks on
mine. My bare legs are on either side of his face, and his ass is in the
air above everything, still shiny and wet from my mouth. I take my dick
out and rub it along the hard length of Matthew's, and it feels
incredible and Matthew closes his eyes as I slide my wet cock against
his.

Then Matthew starts getting up and he rolls around so he's sitting
upright again. He reaches for his Sprite and takes a swallow.

"Can I have some?" He hands me the soda.

"I can only do that for so long," Matthew says. "Blood starts rushing to
my head." He wipes his forehead.

"Dude, that was incredible."

Matthew laughs. "Oh yeah? Wanna see another pose?"

"What? You mean there's more?" I hand the can back.

Matthew smiles and takes another swallow of Sprite, then puts the can
down and pulls his shorts and underwear completely off and tosses them on
the floor. He fluffs a pillow and lays back on it, and lifts his leg.
Then, I swear to fucking god, he tucks his foot behind his head. Then he
does the same with the other one, and smiles at me. He lifts his dick and
puts it in his mouth again.

I don't even know what to say. His naked legs are framing his whole body,
his pink little butt hole stretched and exposed, his beautiful, smooth
sack just below his face, and his dick is like the centerpiece, already
halfway in his own mouth. "Oh my god," I say, and Matthew giggles around
his cock.

I run my hands up his smooth legs and lean in and lick up over his balls
and up his dick and lick and kiss the shaft while he sucks the head. I
stick the middle finger of my right hand into my mouth and cover it with
spit, then rub some onto his hole and slip the tip of my finger in and
Matthew stops sucking for a moment and goes, "Mmm!" and I hold it there
for a second. Then he relaxes, and I take his dick out of his mouth and
put it into mine and start sucking it with my finger in his ass. Then I
put it back in his mouth and watch him eagerly suck it while I start
gently wiggling my finger inside him.

I realize that we're both getting louder. Not, like, LOUD loud, but the
last couple minutes have been filled with moans and sighs and hungry
whines and wet sucking sounds. I love it. I lick his dick, and he takes
it out of his mouth and we both start licking it together, making
desperate noises. Our tongues touch, and without thinking about it I just
slide my tongue up onto his, licking it. He takes his tongue off of his
dick and rubs it against mine.

This is so wrong. Boys touching tongues together. He's my best friend. I
put my hands on the sides of his face and lock my mouth against his, and
he whines hungrily in the back of his throat. His feet come out from
behind his head and his legs move to either side of me, and I can tell
how much he wants this, and I moan back as we desperately suck on each
other's mouths, our tongues sliding around restlessly, lost in the
slippery wet taste of each other, in the sound of our deep, heavy
breathing.

We're French kissing. This is so wrong! We're both boys. We practically
grew up together.

I kiss him even harder.

I don't know how long we kiss. Every time I think I'm ready to stop I
decide to go just a little more, and it intensifies and I can't get
enough, and then it slows down and I want just a little more and I gently
kiss his lips and then we kiss even deeper, our teeth occasionally
clicking with our clumsy desperation. Then Matthew lifts his legs back up
and the next thing I know the blunt head of his dick is poking my chin
and I suck it into my mouth and look at him, and he watches, open
mouthed.

I put the head against his lips and we both start kissing it from each
side, and then we're back to licking and sucking his beautiful dick
together, our foreheads touching, our tongues sliding around on the
slippery knob.

"Cum in our mouths. Please," I beg.

"Yeah?" he says, tonguing the tip, and I tongue it with him.

"Come on, cum. I wanna eat your cum with you."

"Okay," he whispers, and he starts jacking himself.

I get my finger wet again and put it back in his hole, and I suck the
soft bag of his balls into my mouth. Mmmm, all this cum, and he's about
to shoot some of it. I'm finally gonna swallow some of his cum again.

I can tell he's getting close, and I lean in even further. We lick the
head, I lick his tongue, I lick his lips, while he jacks himself. He's
going faster, and I wiggle my finger inside his tight hole. He opens his
mouth and I open mine, our upper lips are touching and our tongues are
hanging out and the head of his dick is bouncing around between our
mouths as he jacks himself off and then he freezes.

He's holding his breath. Then his dick throbs and a thick, hot jet of cum
shoots up and hits our upper lips and I hungrily lick up as much as I can
while he's just frozen with his mouth open, his tongue hanging out, going
"eh-eh-eh," as his cum shoots into our mouths in thick pulses. I notice
that his hole is squeezing hard on my finger with each jet of cum, and my
palm is on his perineum and I can feel it flexing, like his whole body is
working to push that hot cum out into our mouths.

I know it's greedy but I can't help taking his dick into my mouth and
sucking the last pulses of sperm directly into my mouth. I hold it there,
softly tonguing it as he starts to calm down.

He's catching his breath, and he's got a streak of cum on his cheek, and
I lick it off, then he groans and starts to unravel himself. I roll to
the side to give him room, casually stroking my raging dick.

"So what do you think?" he asks.

"Dude," I say with a quiet laugh. "That was... fuck, I've never even
thought of stuff like that. And that's saying something."

Matthew laughs, then he leans over and moves my hand away and starts
sucking my dick. I think over everything that happened. The positions.
Sharing his dick. Kissing his hole. Kissing each other. The way his hole
squeezed my finger as he shot his load into our waiting mouths, finally
getting to swallow some of his cum again, the taste of... fuck I'm already
there, oh shit I never told Matthew that I... I... oh god I'm cumming, my
back arches and my knees are bending and I'm just unloading into Matthew,
all that sexual desperation I've been building up over this crazy day, I
can feel thick jets of my cum shooting into him and I can hear the breaks
in his moans as he swallows mouthfuls of it, oh good boy, fuck you're so
good, I want us to cum in each other forever, oh yes, oh fuck that's so
good, I'm cumming into Matthew's mouth. Actually cumming. Shooting. And
he's swallowing it. Oh he's swallowing all of it.

Finally it starts to pass and Matthew tries jerking me a little bit but
I'm already getting soft after such a massive release.

"Holy shit," I say, and Matthew laughs and gets up and drinks more
Sprite. I reach out my hand and he gives me the can and I finish it.

"So, when did YOU start cumming?" Matthew asks.

"Yeah, I meant to tell you. Actually that's how that whole thing started
today, when I asked you how long you've been shooting."

"Ohhhh! That makes sense. I guess we got a little distracted."

"Yeah. You could say that. Sorry I forgot to tell you."

"No, it's fine. I... liked it, actually. Besides, I owed you one. And to
be honest, that was a lot. For someone who just started."

"Yeah, it seems like a lot comes out. Maybe it's cause I just started."

"Hmm," Matthew says thoughtfully. "I don't think it works like that. For
me it started with just a little and got to be more over time."

"Oh! Well, I hope it wasn't too much."

"Haha, no, don't even worry about that. More is better, trust me."

We put on our underwear, and I reflect on the fact that I don't feel
weird. For the first time Matthew and I had sex and not only do I not
feel weird, I'm already thinking about what other interesting things I
can do with this unexpectedly bendy friend of mine.
***

Hope you enjoyed this installment as much as I enjoyed writing it!
I just started writing in August. It's been a blast! My other works are:
Sleeping on the Floor
Just For Practice, Bro! (My favorite)
Step Brother Porn
A Private Room
Little Helpers

Many of those were written under a Yahoo account that I no longer use, so
message me at:
monoman30@protonmail.com