Jordan turned to lie full length on the bed, and propped a pillow behind his head, as Brett got up off his knees, and left the room, heading across the hall to the bathroom. The same feeling of awkwardness that he had experienced after sucking Jordan the first time once again surfaced, and he took a long look at himself in the bathroom mirror, slowly shaking his head in mild amazement. Some measure of the amazement that he felt was definitely channeled at himself, and the boldness of his actions, both last night, and again, just now, but the remainder stemmed from how casually Jordan seemed to accept those actions. Brett had held his secret desires in close check throughout their friendship, always assuming that the studly Jordan would freak at the first sign of anything even mildly resembling gay activity, and he was completely amazed that Jordan had, apparently, not only readily accepted his desire to suck him, but had, in fact, all but initiated this particular event by his somewhat lame spoof about checking out his newly painted bedroom. Brett gazed again at his image in the mirror, and again shook his head at the wonder of it all, then moved to the commode to take care of business.
Finished, he splashed some cold water on his still flushed face, and dried with a face towel, then, reluctantly rinsed with some mouthwash, effectively eradicating the lingering taste of Jordan's discharge from his mouth. He ran his fingers through his hair, then, walked back to his bedroom. He paused as he entered the room, his eyes gliding hungrily over Jordan's still naked body stretched out on his bed, then, closed the door, and went over to the bed, where he settled in along Jordan, and pushed a pillow behind his head. Jordan said nothing, but reached in between them to grip Brett's hand in his own, and squeezed it, as Brett too remained silent, and squeezed back.
Several minutes passed, the two of them quietly lying side by side holding hands, and finally, Jordan spoke, sighing heavily first, then saying,
"Dude, you are SO the best...man, I can't even tell you how freeking awesome that is...how raucous that feels...man!" as he gave Brett's hand a firm squeeze.
Brett felt the heat flare across his cheeks, and he knew he was blushing again, as he returned the pressure of Jordan's grip, and mumbled,
"Yea...?...cool...well, it, um, actually...is pretty much awesome...on...my end, too!"
Jordan rolled his head sideways, his penetrating eyes fixing on Brett's flushed face, as he said very quietly,
"Is it...?...really...?...well, cool...very cool, actually...but you know, it sort of seems kind of....dunno...like, one way, I guess, you know?"
Brett rolled his head on the pillow, and met Jordan's gaze, the awkwardness now changing to a feeling very near embarrassment, as he searched for the words to express his own pleasure that derived from sucking his friends cock. Finally, keenly aware of the heat searing his cheeks, he stammered,
"No man, seriously...I mean, well shit...it's not like that, Jordan...really...I like doing it to you...a lot, actually...hell, I've thought about it, like, forever...and, well...it's even better than I thought...and, it's enough for me, I guess...I mean, I don't feel like I'm being left out, or anything...oh shit, man...I don't know how to say it, but it's all good, just like it is, okay?"
Jordan held onto Brett's eyes another minute, and slowly nodded his head, as he smiled, and replied,
"You got that right, Buddy-boy, it definitely IS all good...incredible, and unbelievable, even...I'm thinking I must be, like, the luckiest dude on the planet, having a best-bud like you!"
Brett felt the blush deepen, and averted his eyes, suddenly unable to absorb the intensity of the expression on Jordan's handsome face, and, as his gaze shifted, his eyes settled on Jordan's thick penis where it lay slack on his groin. He felt his balls stir as he savored the sculpted contours of it, and the perfect helmet shape of the wide head, and he shuddered, a small groan escaping from his chest, as he rolled onto his side, and slid his hand down across Jordan's flat stomach, and traced his index finger along the underside of the shaft several times, before moving lower, to gently cup Jordan's plump scrotum in his palm. The balls felt heavy in his hand, and he worked his fingers over the ample nuggets, loving the sensation of them rolling within the pouch, as Jordan splayed his legs wider, and groaned softly. The penis stirred instantly, thickening, and swelling to erection, as Brett watched in awe, then, released the ball sac, and closed his fist around the stalk of the now fully erect penis of his friend. He pumped it slowly, and trailed his fingertip across the glassy smooth knob, prompting more groans from Jordan, and he moved again, bringing his head to rest on Jordan's stomach, as he hungrily eyed the rigid cock that was now scant inches from his face.
"Jesus, Jordan!" he hissed, "What a great cock...already to go again...it's unreal how it's, like, all hard as hell, and all soft, all at the same time...amazing...!"
Jordan groaned again, Brett felt his hand rubbing his back, as he continued slowly pumping his fist on the rock hard shaft, his saliva suddenly flooding into his mouth as he watched the bulbous head disappear, and emerge, from his closed fist.
"Yea, for sure...hard and ready...has to be, with you working your magic on it...Christ, that's good, Brett...fuck yea...killer good...!" Jordan panted, his breath rapid, and shallow, as the incredible sensations washed over him.
Brett giggled softly, as he used a fingertip to spread the flowing precum across the satin-like head, drawing another strong shudder out of Jordan and all of his earlier awkwardness, and embarrassment disappeared and his desire boiled over inside him once more. Emboldened again, Brett shifted his position quickly, ending up prone on the bed, and in between Jordan's widely splayed legs, and he lightly ran his fingers up Jordan's inner thighs, then, fondled his balls with one hand, as the other resumed stroking his rigid erection. Jordan lifted his head off the pillow, and peered wide-eyed over his torso, and groaned loudly at the image of his friend sprawled between his legs, with his ball sac in one hand, and his cock in the other. He shuddered, and dropped his head back on the pillow, small bursts of bright light dancing in front of his eyes as the multiple sensations coursed through him.
Brett lowered his head, and extended his tongue, trailing it wetly along the length of Jordan's inner thigh, lapping and flicking his tongue on the smooth skin, until he reached the plump scrotum he held in his hand. He dragged the flat of his tongue over the silky pouch, back and forth, wetting it, then, tongued one firm nugget with his tongue tip, before capturing it in his mouth, and sucking it gently. Jordan moaned, his fingers clawing at the bedspread, as Brett sucked first one ball, and then the other, and finally, both together, into his warm mouth, all the while continuing to stroke the thick shaft of his cock. Jordan forced his spinning head off the pillow again, and looked down, emitting another low growl, seeing his scrotum fully engulfed in Brett's mouth. Brett rolled his eyes up to meet Jordan's astonished gaze, and brazenly winked at him, as Jordan groaned again, and dropped back on the pillow. Brett released his pouch then, and used his fingers to push it to one side, as he extended his tongue, and licked at the sensitive spot just behind Jordan's balls, moving his tongue back and forth along the slightly bumpy little ridges there, as Jordan arched his back, nearly lifting his butt completely off the bed, as he moaned loudly.
Moving back to Jordan's sac, Brett swabbed over it several times, before moving back, as his fingers closed around the base of Jordan's cock, and he lifted it off his groin so that it stood nearly straight out from his body. He inched himself upward between Jordan's thighs, and slid out his tongue once more, the flat of it swabbing over Jordan's drooling cock head, as he swiped away the glistening fluids that oozed from the small slit. Jordan gasped, his fists hammering at the bed, as Brett ran his tongue along the pulsing shaft of his cock, down, and then back up, before sliding the wide head between his soft lip, as he closed the just under the mushroom cap, and sucked it, his tongue dipping into the oozing slit. He took another couple of inches inside his mouth, sucking it, as his circled finger, and thumb, stroked the very base of it, then, took the rest of it in, gagging slightly as the bulbous head brushed the back of his throat. He withdrew slightly, and held the thick cock in his mouth, suctioning it, as he worked his tongue along the bottom of the shaft, and used his free hand to fondle Jordan's balls. Jordan struggled to lift his head once more, and look down, his eyes rolling back into his head, as he took in the incredible sight of his cock fully buried into Brett's amazing mouth. He dropped his head again, giving himself over to the multiple sensations that flowed over him, and Brett settled into the now familiar rhythm that would once more transport him over the top.
The room filled with the combined sounds of Jordan's moans, and Brett's slurping noises, and the gentle thumping of the headboard on the wall behind it, and of the boys labored breathing, the groaning steadily escalating as Brett's skillful blow job drove Jordan closer and closer to his orgasm. It took a bit longer this time, given Jordan's recent forceful ejaculation, but Brett was relentless, keeping his efforts steady, and insistent, until finally Jordan was lost, his struggle for control slipping completely out of control, as his balls boiled, and drew tight into his body, and Brett felt the shaft thicken, and spasm, inside his mouth, then erupt strongly, as his already full mouth was suddenly flooded with warm, thick streamers of cum. Rope after rope of the creamy offering pumped into Brett's mouth, and he swallowed rapidly, and he counted four very strong pulses, and forceful expulsions, followed by two, or maybe three less powerful spasms, and finally he became aware of a wilting of the spitting monster in his mouth. He backed off a bit then, and swallowed, then worked his tongue across the wide head several times, then slid it out of his mouth, mindful of how sensitive it would be following the explosive orgasm. He lay there another minute, simply staring at Jordan's softening penis, and the loose pouch that dangled below it, as he ran his tongue through his mouth, savoring the lingering flavors of Jordan's essence in his mouth, then, on impulse, he scooted up the bed until he was parallel to Jordan's panting body. Jordan looked at him, their faces almost touching, and their eyes locked, as Brett slowly inched his face closer to Jordan's, close enough that he felt the moist warmth of Jordan's breath when he exhaled deeply. Brett's heart was hammering inside his chest, as he inched closer still, and he closed his eyes, still moving forward, until his soft lips met Jordan's. Jordan moaned again, a low kind of growl emanating from somewhere deep, as he returned pressure against Brett's soft mouth until they were actually kissing, very much to both their surprise. The first seconds were awkward, even hesitant, but that was quickly abandoned, as the two boys passions quickly grew until they were locked in a feverish soul kiss, their tongues dueling with each other, and entering each others mouth.
As if suddenly becoming aware of what they were doing, they broke the intense contact, and Brett lifted his head, pulling away slightly, as he felt the onrush of heat, and color flood his face. Jordan just lay there, his eyes slightly wide, as a slow, and sheepish little smile spread over his handsome face, and he said, chuckling softly,
"Jesus, Dude...you even kiss better than girls...shit...and now...well...now I even kind of know what cum tastes like...my own, anyway...and ya know, it's not all that bad, either!"
Brett stopped holding his breath then, letting the air escape his lungs, as he relaxed slightly, relieved at Jordan's reaction to his kissing him that way, and he too smiled a sheepish little grin, fully aware of his very hot cheeks, as he stammered,
"Ya think...?...cool, cause that's pretty much what I think, too...and you know, you kiss really good, too...!"
Jordan chuckled, as he rolled onto his side, grinning widely at Brett, as he slid his arm in between them, and closed his hand around Brett's throbbing erection, gripping it outside his shorts, as he continue to look deeply into his eyes, and said,
"This whole thing is a little bit funky, for sure...but, you know, I think I'm kind of starting to get the hang of it...!"
Brett gasped loudly at the sudden, and unexpected, intimate contact coming from Jordan, then, grinned wider still, as the breathtaking sensation of Jordan's hand firmly stroking his covered erection washed over him, and he rolled onto his back, splaying his legs widely, while gently pressing his hips against his friends exploring hand, as he rasped, breathlessly,
"Uh huh...practice Dude...practice, practice, practice!"
(To Be Continued) Storyguy22@yahoo.com