Home After the Tournament: Chapter 2
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CHAPTER 2: A New End-of-Season Tradition
"Get that thing away from me!" I heard the second I opened the door to the apartment. Then I saw my son, Eric's friend, Josh, run across the entry hallway completely naked. He didn't even see me. He was quickly followed by Eric's best friend, Jake, who was also naked and holding Eric's triple head Norelco cordless electric razor in his right hand like a gun.
"I can do it!" He yelled to Josh and then caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of his eye and stopped.
"Not with that thing, motherfucker!" Josh yelled from the dining room. "Even I know that's not gonna work. And I don't know shit about this."
The way the apartment was laid out you couldn't see the entry door from anywhere else. There was a small entry area, large enough for a small table to dump your keys and wallet on one side and a coat closet on the other. The main hallway ran perpendicular to that. On one side was Eric's bathroom across from his bedroom, and my primary bedroom with my own walk-in closet and bathroom. On the other side was a galley-style kitchen, and a good-sized dining room, and living room.
I wasn't sure who all was there, but I heard several voices muffled under the loud and very obnoxious hip hop music playing from our stereo. I'd already heard the F word four times in just the span of less than a minute. It was loud enough that it had drowned out the sound of my key and the door.
Jake stopped and looked right at me. He watched my face as my eyes impulsively scanned down his naked body, stopping at his long, flaccid dick. It looked just like his father's. I wanted to compare them side by side and to see if they tasted the same. I wondered if young, teenage cum tasted different - better - maybe fresher, like veal or lamb. I wouldn't actually do that, I thought to myself - but the sight of it made me want to. I looked back up at his face. He was smiling. He winked at me and turned to walk into the dining room without mentioning to his buddies that I was home.
I dropped my keys in the decorative glass bowel on the entry table and walked around the corner into the dining room where Eric, Josh, and Aaron all stood around an empty chair pulled away from the table. They were all buck naked like our place was a locker room. I hadn't seen Aaron or Josh naked before and my eyes went right for their crotches in a subconscious effort to see how they measured up. I wasn't sure if I was comparing them to the other boys I'd already seen in the hotel when I'd interrupted their circle jerk or to my own mental picture of what I'd guessed they were packing. I had definitely made a mental picture at some point.
Eric had already hinted at Josh's generous endowment. Reality did not disappoint. He lived up to the stereotype of a hung black boy - even flaccid his dick was nearly as long as mine was hard. It had to be over six inches soft. It was a rich caramel color with a bright pink, flared head. I instantly wondered how big it was hard and felt my own dick expand in my pants. Do not get a boner - I thought to myself.
Aaron on the other hand was a bigger surprise. He was a slight, lanky kid - probably 5'-7" or 8" and 135 pounds - he still otherwise looked like a boy - but he easily matched Josh's soft dick. It was hanging straight down between his scrawny, smooth, lily-white legs under a thick tuft of grayish blonde pubes that made it look even bigger given the contrast in proportions. Josh on the other hand had clearly defined arm and shoulder muscles and a hard, round ass. Josh's nut sack was only average in size at best and tight to his body which had the effect of making his meat look even bigger and fatter. Aaron's sack hung down low like Jake's and was smooth and hairless like he was carrying two hard-boiled eggs in a wet nylon under his dick. His nuts were resting on the beige towel on the chair seat like they were in a nest with a long bird sitting on them.
They all froze but had nowhere to retreat to since I was blocking their route to the rest of the apartment. Josh instinctively covered his ample junk with his hands. He looked embarrassed and uncomfortable. Eric and Aaron didn't bother covering up. Eric was completely comfortable being naked around me. After catching him blowing himself, this didn't even register as remotely awkward. We might as well have been in the gym locker room. Aaron's lack of inhibition was a mystery. Eric was holding my beard trimmer and my tiny round ear and nose hair trimmer.
"What the Hell?" I said. We seemed equally surprised by each other's presence.
"You're home early." Eric said as if just verbalizing his thoughts at that moment before processing my question.
"Yeah, I guess I am. What the hell?" I asked again in a slightly more amused and less shocked tone.
"The season's over." Jake said, filling the silence left by his stunned buddies. "You know we went...'au natural' for the season." He added and then looked down at his naked crotch. He ran his fingers through the thicket of golden brown pubes and shook his hips from side to side making his long dick swing like a clock pendulum.
"Ahhh." I said. This seemed obvious now. It was time to trim things up. Doing it as a group was sort of hilarious. I wish my high school buddies had been this comfortable with their bodies but back then trimming your pubes was unheard of. "So, you're having a ceremonial manscape session?"
"Exactly!" Aaron said, apparently very excited that I was not only unfazed by this scenario but had acknowledged the team spirit of the event.
"Ok. Well, carry on, gentlemen." I said and turned to head to my bedroom to let them resume their silly teenage ritual. I heard the buzz of the cordless trimmers click on and smiled to myself.
"Ooow!!" Aaron yelled. "What the fuck, dude!!"
"Sorry, man. Eric said. "I think it's too thick."
"Go slow, man!" Aaron said again. I laughed at their ineptitude. Should I save them some discomfort? It was kind of amusing, but manscaping takes some know-how and practice. I turned around and went back into the dining room.
"You guys know what you're doing?" I asked.
"Um...sort of." Eric said. He paused.
"Actually, no." Jake said. "Do you know how?"
"I do." I said. "It takes some practice. You don't want to...fuck up...down there. You know how sensitive it is. Accidentally yanking out pubes with a trimmer blade is a bitch. Seriously. Be careful."
"You sure?" Jake asked with a snarky tone. "I've seen your pubes. You got a fucking forest down there. You're gonna need to show off your work." He added smiling. He is a little shit.
"Well...yeah...things are a little...gnarly down there at the moment." I said. Jake looked down at the bulge in my dress pants, apparently picturing my man bush. It made me self-conscious. I wondered if he could see my growing manhood. The talk of pubes was arousing me. I was in a playful mood and decided to indulge him rather than be intimidated. This would have been weird out of context but I was the only one that had anything on. I unzipped my dress pants and pulled down the front of my tighty whities just far enough to expose my curly black bush just to the base of my thick shaft. "You mean this?" I said being snarky back and zipped back up. "It's definitely been a while. Thanks for reminding me I no longer have anyone to trim for, Jake. Very supportive." I said sarcastically, trying to make him feel guilty. My ex had preferred my bush trimmed very short so I had a lot of experience manscaping. I'm not sure why as she never blew me anymore - but it was always an optimistic possibility. I was happy to have gone back to a full and untamed man bush. It was masculine and made me hornier every time I looked in the mirror and saw it back to its manly glory.
"Damn. Sorry." Jake said, sheepishly. "So can you help?"
"Sure. First off, you got all the wrong tools for the job. I'll go get my lawnmower. It's made specifically for manscaping." I said and left. The boys were all smiles and nervous chatter.
I returned with my trimmer and a pair of short scissors. I gave them some instructions and handed them to Eric who it seemed had been appointed barber - or stylist. He knelt down on the floor in front of Aaron. He hesitated for a minute. "Can you hold your dick down?" He instructed his buddy. Aaron's cock had inflated some and was sticking up at a 45 degree angle.
"You're not going anywhere near my dick with scissors, Dude." Aaron said both nervously and with authority. Eric stopped, unsure what to do. "Can you just do it?" He turned and asked me. "Can't you just show us how? Then we'll be able to do it ourselves." I didn't answer. They all just looked at me.
"Good idea, Bro." Jake said. "Let the expert show us how it's done." That didn't seem like a good idea at all. I didn't want to get naked and demonstrate. I was already half hard and I knew I'd be rock hard and dripping if I dropped trou in front of them right now. This reminded me too much of both my own high school experiences and catching the boys at their hotel room circle jerk. It was making me hornier. Plus, I wanted to keep my natural bush for my trip to visit Patrick. He liked it big and full and I didn't want to explain why I'd trimmed it.
"I don't think it's a good idea for me to demonstrate-" I said and Jake cut me off.
"Don't demonstrate. Just do it. You be the barber. This is already taking too long. I have to be home by dinner or my mom will kill me." He said.
"This was your idea!" Aaron said, irritated. There seemed to be some tension between them.
"Can't you just do it?" Eric said again to me. He obviously wasn't that excited about it.
I, on the other hand, was a little too excited it turns out. I agreed and grabbed the tools from Eric. I knelt down in front of Aaron's naked groin and got instantly hard as steel in my pants. Until last week at the tournament, I'd never had the opportunity to just get an up-close look at a guy's junk for any length of time. Now it was a requirement of the task. Pubes were very erotic to me. They always have been. Bushy pubes - and hairy pits - are like the symbol of being a man - of entering the ranks of real men. There was nothing more masculine to me. Getting to just stare at all of these furry bushes - just after they'd transitioned from boys to men - made me feel hyper masculine - like a gladiator for some reason.
I could feel precum oozing out into my briefs. I closed my eyes to try to make it go away but it didn't help. I opened my eyes and felt a surge of blood to my cock when I was confronted with Aaron's over- sized dick starting to rise to its full 8 inches. It was twitching with his heartbeat until it pointed toward the ceiling.
It wasn't hard to figure him out. This wasn't just nerves in awkward circumstances. This completely turned him on. That made my dick get even harder. He liked that I was on my knees in front of him. Was he picturing me going down on him? I was. Had he already fantasized about it? Had he fantasized about each of these buddies? Had it already happened with someone? Nick, maybe? Jake?
I was so horny - partly because I had to act as if this was nothing more significant than a haircut. I was very aware of everyone's movements. They were all standing around me, staring at the action. I held the trimmer up but there was no way I could maneuver around his huge boner. I reached for it and tried to hold it down. Aaron inhaled sharply and made the tiniest of sounds. Precum formed at the tip and the clear liquid started running down over his head. I was close enough to see it stop as it hit a large vein in his shaft. His cock was hot to the touch. I wanted to wrap my fingers around it and pump it and watch him squirt his warm load on my face. After all of the sex I'd had at the tournament I had yet to get a facial of cum. I'd never thought about it before but I suddenly wanted one. The thought of them seeing me with cum streaked across my face made me light-headed with horniness. I gently pushed it down toward me. It was literally inches from my mouth. I felt dizzy. This seemed very wrong. I should have asked him to push it out of the way - but then his arm would block my work.
"I don't think this is gonna work." I said.
"Dude! What the fuck?" Jake said. Aaron blushed with embarrassment all the way down to his chest.
"I can't help it. This is weird. The more I try to make it go down, the worse it gets." Aaron said.
"Go beat off or something." Jake said, annoyed. "I'll go first." He grabbed Aaron's arm and pulled him out of the chair. Aaron's cock hit me right in the face as he stood up. I almost came in my pants. I closed my eyes which Aaron fortunately took as annoyance. I could feel the cold wet spot where he'd deposited a small drop of precum on my cheek.
"Fuck, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that." Aaron said. "Sorry I said 'fuck'." He added. "Let me fucking go!!" He added to Jake. "Sorry." He said to me again.
"Seriously, go rub one out." Jake said and he sat down on the chair. His long cock was full but still flopped over his ball sack with the tip now resting on the towel. I started to trim his bush with the scissors, periodically brushing the cut hairs to the wood floor and running my fingers through his beautiful, soft auburn pubes.
"There. See how short you can get it with the scissors first. The long hairs get stuck in the trimmer." Everyone nodded like I'd explained the Pythagorean Theorem. Then I put on one of the trimmer heads and ran it through his wide, dense pubes until they were all nice and uniformly short. His bush was so dense you still couldn't see much skin behind his fur even at about 1/4 inch. Then I took the bare trimmer blade and trimmed a neat straight line across the top, letting his faint happy trail intersect it in the middle. It looked very hot for a trimmed bush.
"Spread your legs wider." I instructed Jake. He complied and I held his balls to each side and trimmed the hairs along that spot between his sack and his legs. His balls had pulled up tight so I held them in my left hand and gave his whole scrotum a nice clean trim. He giggled as the vibrations tickled the underside. He had more hair on his balls than I'd expected. I slid my finger down that line of skin in the middle of your sack until I felt his firm taint. It was hairy as well. I wasn't sure how far back to trim. Jake squirmed but he smiled at me. He had beautiful, straight white teeth like his father. I felt the tiny stubble on my palm. We looked into each other's eyes for a second and then I released his heavy tanks onto the towel on the chair seat. "You can shave them with a regular razor if want it super smooth, but that's a nice clean look." I said like I was an actual barber showing my client some neatly trimmed sideburns. I was done but my cock was too hard to stand.
"Nice!" Eric and Josh said at the same time. It was weird to have an audience for this.
"Can you make a lightning bolt in it?" Jake asked. I laughed assuming he was kidding. It turns out he was not. I rolled my eyes and smiled at him and started again with the bare trimmer. My work was excellent if I do say so myself. I'd managed to give Jake a perfectly tapered electric bolt from the left edge of his wide bush that pointed straight down at his dick. He loved it. He was all smiles. He got up and just walked around looking down at his crotch.
"I gotta go look in the mirror." He said and took off down the hall. "Oh my god! This is so awesome!" He exclaimed from Eric's bathroom. Suddenly, I got worried.
"Jake, you absolutely cannot tell anyone that I'm your barber. I do not need a side gig." I said as though being a creepy perv wasn't the actual reason.
"Got it, Matt." He said. "Thanks though. I'll just tell 'em Eric did it."
"Dude! No!" Eric said. "Who's gonna see it anyway?" Fuck. Will might see it. I'd have to tell him first. Fortunately, I knew he'd understand.
"The whole baseball team for one." Jake said. "Practice starts next week already."
"You're going out for baseball?" Aaron asked.
"We all are. Aren't you?" Josh said.
"Huh." Aaron said, apparently having not gotten the memo.
"Did you take care of your...problem over there?" Jake asked Aaron. "Who's next?"
Aaron, who's big dick was still sticking straight up, walked to the bathroom.
"I am." Josh said, suddenly no longer shy. He plopped down in the chair and spread his legs. "Can you make a "J" in mine?"
"Um...I'll try. I'm not exactly skilled at...Afro pubes." I said, mesmerized by his chocolate-colored pornstar dong. I held the palm of my left hand on his dick to trim around the base and felt myself dripping again. I was hoping it hadn't leaked through my pants. Being this close to all of these beautiful dicks was starting to be too much for me. I was so horny. My underwear was wet with precum and I felt more light-headed. I wanted to taste it. I was going to cum so hard later thinking about all of this.
Josh's short, dense, curly pubes were actually pretty easy to trim and he loved his new monogram and went to look in the mirror as well. "Do not even think about posting those to social media. Not even Snapchat. You'll get arrested. I'm not kidding." I said.
Then Eric sat down. His bush was longer and thicker than the other boys. He took after me. The novelty was starting to wear off a little and I was getting more into barber zone. His balls were easy to trim since his sack was always tight like a baseball under his dick. "You want your ass done too?" I asked.
"Nah." Eric said shrugging. Good boy. Leave that ass alone.
Then Aaron came over and sat down. His cock was plump and very red. I think he may have actually gone to jerk off. My suspicion was confirmed when I grabbed his plump dick to move it to the side and a long string of cum drooled out onto my fingers. I tugged on it a little as I pulled it aside and felt the last of his load dribble out onto my hand.
"Dude. Gross!" Jake said. "Be a professional. Fucking clean up." Aaron turned beat red again. Jake can really be an asshole.
"I thought I had." Aaron said.
"Wait did he actually go rub one out?" Josh said. He was so naive about Aaron and Jake. It was sort of adorable.
"No big deal." I said calmly. I'm gonna go get a Kleenex." I said and stood up. I was hard but it was aimed to the side and everyone was looking at Aaron. I don't think they noticed. I went to my bathroom and licked Aaron's cum off my left hand. He tasted sweet and creamy. I knew these boys were like veal. I grabbed my stiff boner through the fabric of my gray dress pants and squeezed my cock hard. I stuck my fingers back in my mouth and rubbed on my boner again. I reached down to cup my balls and as I did, I saw stars and started pumping out a huge load of cum into the front of my briefs. I felt the waves of pleasure fill me and my knees buckled a little. I leaned against the counter until it was over. Damn. That was intense and came out nowhere. Well not nowhere I guess, but still. That was unexpected. I was lucky it hadn't happened while I was on my knees in front of everyone.
I looked down and saw a wet spot forming on my dress pants. Fuck. Now they'd have to be dry cleaned. Hopefully the cleaner wouldn't know what that was. A spot of mayo maybe from my sandwich at lunch. I wondered how many strange, sex-related stains they have to get out.
I decided to quickly change out of my work clothes. I put on a tee shirt and gym shorts. Then I thought this through and pulled the shorts off and added a jockstrap. That would keep my boner in check - if I was going to get another one. Maybe cumming once would do the trick. I needed to be a professional. That made me laugh. Like I was a professional manscaper. I wondered how long that job would be hot until it wasn't. Like a gynecologist staring at pussy all day.
I came back out and handed Aaron the tissues. Everyone was silent and staring at me. "What?" I asked. "I didn't want to ruin my dress pants kneeling on the floor anymore." They all shrugged and turned back to Aaron who was casually wiping the last remnants of jizz from the chair between his legs and the tip of his plump cock.
Aaron's balls were already smooth and his bush was easy to trim into a nice neat little square above the base of his over-sized dick. He'd gotten fully hard again by the time I finished.
"Jesus. Go fucking Jack off again, perv." Jake said as he noticed Aaron's cock was at full mast again.
"I wanted an "A" on mine." He said.
"A scarlet letter?" I said. "That doesn't seem like a great idea in your case. Plus, your hair is so light I don't think you'll be able to see it." Aaron was disappointed but also relieved to be able to just get out of the hot seat. He went back the bathroom. I though he was just looking at my work but he shut the door. "Is he really gonna..." I paused and instinctively made the jerking off hand motion in the air.
"Toss another one off?" Jake finished my sentence for me and raised one eyebrow. "Yes. Yes, Sir. I believe that, in fact, the little horny pig boy is going at it again." Jake could definitely be an asshole - but sometimes he was hilariously cute at the same time.
"You guys want French fries?" Eric said standing naked in front of the refrigerator with the freezer door open staring at the bag of frozen waffle fries.
"It's almost dinner!" I said to him.
He just looked at me like. "And?" Everyone laughed and indicated they were in favor of his plan. "Oh, shit!!" He yelled.
"What happened?" Josh yelled from the sofa.
"I just accidentally swung the bag against my dick. Fucking freezing!" He said. "Oh, crap. Sorry, Dad." He added.
"I think we're passed that stage now. You're a smart kid. You know when it's not acceptable to swear and when it doesn't matter. And sitting around like you're in a locker room is not a place where it matters." I said, deciding in the moment that I was no longer going to reprimand him for cursing. "Not in front of your mother though. Seriously." I added.
"Really?" Eric asked, surprised. I just smiled and gave him a subtle nod. "Fuck, yeah!" He yelled and we both burst out laughing. Then Aaron came out of the bathroom and took a seat next to Josh on the sofa.
"Everything come out ok in there?" Jake asked, giving him shit. Aaron didn't make eye contact and was silent. "Let's put on some porn and see how long it takes him to get another woody." He added.
"If you guys are gonna watch porn before dinner, I'm going to sneak off to my room." I said. "Can you guys at least put some underwear on? I don't want your stank asses on my leather." Jake and Josh and Aaron all jumped up to their feet and scrambled around looking for their shorts to sit on.
"Your dad's gonna go sneak off to rub one out himself." Jake yelled to Eric who was arranging the fries on a pizza tray.
"If I wanted to rub one out, I'd stay out here with the big screen and the porn." I said.
"You're always welcome to join." Jake said. Damn, he was naughty. The other boys laughed but a little nervously. They seemed embarrassed that Jake was outing their actual intention to circle jerk. I wasn't sure how serious he was.
"My circle jerk days are long gone, Jake." I said.
"Suit yourself, old man." Jake said which made me laugh hard again. "How do you get to Pornhub, Eric?" He added, yelling to Eric in the kitchen.
"You have to exit out of cable and scroll to the browser." He yelled back.
"You boys need to upgrade your porn. Xhamster, boys. Check it out." I said and turned and went to my room. I wished my door had a lock. I stripped down and got on my bed and hit that website myself on my iPad. I typed in manscape into the search bar. That didn't give me the results I was looking for. I decided to browse through the vintage videos to see some more old-school full bushy pubes. I reached under my bed and pulled out my Tommy Defendi silicone dildo. Should I lube it up and shove it deep in my ass? I think I'll practice deep throating that fucker and pretend it's Josh and Aaron first. Sucking on Tommy used to be hot but now that I'd had real cocks in my mouth, it just reminded me of how superior the real thing is. I lubed up Tommy's shaft and slowly pushed his fat head against my hole. Before I'd been actually fucked for real, I was content just sliding it in a few inches and working it in and out, but now I wanted his whole shaft inside me. I got up on my knees and held the dildo straight up under my ass and slowly sat down on it. I moaned way too loudly. I knew the boys couldn't hear me. I could hear the faint, fake moans from of girls on the big screen in the living room getting pounded and pictured the boys all seated next to each other naked and stroking. I knew Aaron would be watching his buddies more than the screen. I wondered if my neighbors could hear it.
I'd managed to get Tommy all the way up my ass. I reached between my legs and grabbed Mr. Defendi by his silicone nut sack and twisted his shaft inside me. I felt a shot of electric pleasure deep inside my body and my boner throbbed and drooled precum. I slathered it all over my shaft, making it all slippery. I was in the zone again. I couldn't believe I was so horny again after just dumping a load in my pants. I pictured Jake's and Josh's and Aaron's cocks, all in various stages of arousal. I remembered how their bushes felt and their ball sacks in my hand.
Then came the knock. I assumed it was Eric but before I could even speak or grab a pillow to cover my crotch, Jake opened the door. His eyes got huge and he froze. There was no hiding what I was doing. I was naked on my knees in the middle of the king sized bed with my fist wrapped around my slick boner. I instinctively squeezed the dildo in my ass. Fortunately, it was hidden up my hole and my ass was only a couple of inches off the bed. I was hoping he couldn't see Tommy's nuts behind mine.
"I knew it." Jake said.
"Shut the door." I whisper-yelled at him. He did. Then he walked a few more steps toward the bed.
"What do you want?" I asked, still holding my dick in one hand, and keeping my left hand between my legs, under my balls to hide any evidence of the dildo. It looked like I was just fondling my sack.
"I gotta get home. I just wanted to thank you again...for your...skills." He said and he smiled without any smirk.
"You finished up quick in there." I said.
"I'm 15." He said and his smirk returned.
"Let me see my work again." I said as though someone else in the room had said it. What was I saying? Jake just smiled big and pulled his basketball shorts down to his knees. "It does look pretty cool." I added. Again, what the fuck was I saying? I continued to stroke right in front of him. Jake's dick had been plump from what I assumed was his recent orgasm in the living room circle jerk. It started to grow as he stood there exposed. I'm sure he could see the lust on my face. It looked just like Will's. I missed Will's dick. All of him, but at this moment, mostly his dick.
"You want a closer look...at your work?" Jake asked and his cock sprung back up to fully hard again. To be 15.
"Ok." I said. WTF? This was very stupid.
Jake let his shorts drop to the floor and stepped out of them. My eyes were glued to his beautiful boner. His loose balls swung as he walked toward the bed. Then he climbed up onto the bed and stood, legs spread, with his stiff cock just inches from my face.
"What are you doing?" I asked nervously.
"Showing you your work." He said. Then he grabbed his cock and stroked it and I watched the remnants of his recent load ooze out of the tip of his cock head. I wanted his cock so badly. I wanted to reach out and grab his round firm ass cheeks in each hand and swallow his dripping cock and feel his neatly trimmed pubes on my nose. I heard a moan escape my mouth. Jake smiled. "You want to taste it don't you?"
"No." I blurted out. "Of course not."
"You don't have to lie, Matt." Jake said. When did he start calling me by my first name? I didn't like it but I did. "I can see it in your eyes." I'm sure I looked shocked. "It's ok. Can you see it in my eyes too?" He added. I suddenly looked up from his swollen, dripping cock and looked at his face. He looked like Will. I was confused. He licked his lips. "Go ahead. You can take it. I want you to. I know how good it feels." I moaned again. I was very close to cumming again. Had I not just shot a load I would have already squirted my nut right at him.
"I can't." I managed to say and felt relief inside like I was in control of my voice again.
"Sure, you can." Jake said, and he started stroking faster, thrusting his hips even closer to my face. Then he turned around so his plump ass cheeks were in my face instead. He clenched his cheeks and I watched the indented dimples on the sides of his globes flex and release and he thrust. Then he bent over and grabbed his ankles. His little pink pucker was just inches from my nose. I could see the soft golden brown hairs at the edges of his crack as they formed a gentle swirl toward his hole. His balls hung down low in his sack. His cock was barely visible up tight against his abs. All I had to do was lean forward and hold his cheeks in my hands and flick my tongue on the little pink star.
"See how nice and smooth you made my balls." He added and then stood up and turned around again. He continued to pump his cock at my face.
"I can't." I said again but I was stroking faster too. Jake pulled up on his cock from the base, milking a long string of precum out onto his index finger. He brought it to my mouth. "Here. Try some." I shook my head. He put his finger on my mouth. I opened very slightly and he stuck his finger in my mouth. I shook my head but I also felt my tongue swirl around his finger and suck on it.
"That it. Suck it." Jake said stroking faster. "Now suck my cock."
"I can't. I can't. You're dad's my best friend. I can't." I said.
"Best friend?" Jake said surprised. "You just starting hanging out."
"I know." I said. "I know it's weird. But he is."
"He doesn't have to know." Jake said.
"Cum on my face." I heard myself say.
"Yeah?" Jake responded, surprised again and excited.
"Yeah. Do it. Now. Make this stop." I said.
"I really wanted a blow job...but ok." He said both disappointed and intrigued. He started pumping even faster. "You know how it is after you're just cum? You gotta work for it a little." He smiled.
"Do it." I said again.
"Oh yeah. Here it comes. Here it comes." Jake grunted and blasted me with his load. His first shot streaked across my face. I instinctively closed my eyes and opened my mouth. Fuck. I'd seen too much porn. I felt his second shot hit my cheek and my hair. Before I could close my mouth, Jake's third shot went straight onto my tongue. "Fuck yeah." Jake whispered through his heavy breaths.
His jizz was so sweet. I grunted and started shooting right between his legs. I felt my ass clench around Tommy. I was worried it would shoot out of my ass onto the bed so I sat down hard shoving the silicone ball sack hard against my taint. I grunted loudly again and Jake looked down to see the ropes of cum on the bedspread.
"Nice one." He said shaking the last of his spooge at my chest. He jumped off the bed and grabbed his clothes and started to dress. "I really gotta go." Then he came back toward the bed. I wasn't sure what he'd planned to do. Then he quickly leaned over and put my angry, red cock head in his mouth and sucked the last drips of cum out. "You taste like Eric." He said and then he turned and left.