Inadequate Men
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Chapter 11 -- Tommy and JJ
Because Tom's pants had a very large and visible wet stain in the front that still hadn't fully dried after the check was paid, getting out of the restaurant took a bit of finesse. In the end, Jared acted the gentleman, fetching Tom's coat from the nearby coatrack, so Tom could use it to cover himself. Walking out of the restaurant, Tom still felt self-conscious, as though he were being watched, even though he knew that the secret under his coat was well-hidden.
Back at Jared's place after dinner, Tom changed back into the underwear he'd worn earlier, which somehow didn't seem as skanky now as they had before. He threw his cum-stained pants in the wash, borrowed a robe and slippers from Jared, and then got down to the business he'd planned earlier at the restaurant, pulling that electric blanket down from the top shelf where it had sat unused for more than two years. In less than five minutes, he had it unfolded, plugged in, and spread it over Jared's bed with the comforter on top of it. Now, he and Jared were naked underneath it and cuddling in comfort, Jared on his back and Tom curled up next to him.
"How are you feeling?" Tom asked Jared.
"How are you feeling?" Jared reflected back.
"That was wild," Tom told him. "But maybe a little guilty."
"Guilty?" Jared asked, "How come?"
"It's those old Catholic tapes playing in my head," Tom told him. "You know... sex is wrong... you're not supposed to enjoy... um... you know, getting a hand job and cumming in your pants in a Thai restaurant."
Jared laughed, "Yeah, growing up, I used to hear that in church all the time." He added, "But seriously, was that OK?"
"If it wasn't OK, I would have stopped you," Tom assured him.
"OK, just checking," Jared told him. "That goes for me, too."
"Actually," Tom added, "It was pretty fucking hot."
"For sure," said Jared, "What did you like about it?"
"The possibility of getting caught," Tom told him. "Especially in front of that hot dad and his even hotter son. I kept thinking, 'We're not supposed to be doing this,' and it made it so much hotter. Catholicism again...." Tom added, "What were you raised as?"
"Episcopalian," Jared said, "But in name only. We didn't even get to church on Christmas."
"But you did get lots of presents," Tom speculated.
"How did you know?" Jared asked.
"Are you kidding?" Tom said, "Your mom got you a fondue set for St. Swithin's Day."
"She did not!" Jared insisted, "It was for Arbor Day."
They both laughed and settled into the comfort of being quiet with someone you feel comfortable with, as the electric blanket enveloped them in warmth. Tom let his hand stray down below Jared's furry stomach. His fingers grazed Jared's pubic hair for a few moments, then moved downward. "How does that feel?"
"Good, but..." Jared hesitated. His feelings didn't make sense to him. He really liked Tom, and obviously they were way sexually compatible. "I don't know what the problem is."
"No worries, no problems, no pressure," Tom recited. "Remember our deal." His fingers continued to stroke Jared's pubes, then separated to gently rub both sides of his balls.
Jared let himself say it, "Tom, my penis is so small." He felt a little rush in his heart sharing this with Tom.
In response, Tom said, "Mine, too." He kissed Jared gently on the lips and Jared kissed back.
"It feels so good to say it and not be judged," Jared said.
"Sure does," said Tom, and kissed him again for a long, long time.
After a while, Tom pulled back and just looked at Jared. Even in the dark, he could see that something was going on with him. Jared looked back at him, obviously nervous and in his head. Tom just waited.
"Tom, what if..." he started, then trailed off.
Tom asked, "What if what, Buddy?"
Jared steeled himself up and asked, "What if I were a little boy?"
Tom answered, "Well, if you were a little boy, we wouldn't be doing this."
"I know," Jared said, "But... ". It was so hard to say: "What if I am a little boy."
Tom was surprised but said, "That's OK. Is that how you feel?"
"I think so," Jared said, "Sometimes." He hesitated, then went on. "Like, sometimes I feel like I'm really a boy inside who never grew up." He was sure at that moment that Tom was going to reject him. How could he ever understand this?
But Tom just said, "Is that how you feel, Buddy? Like a boy who never grew up?"
"I think so," answered Jared. There was that familiar, slightly higher voice again.
"But is it OK we're doing this together?" Tom asked him. "Would you feel more comfortable if we didn't?"
"No, I like this," answered Jared. "I like you, Tommy."
It was the first time that Jared had ever called him Tommy, and it felt really nice. Nobody but his brothers ever called him Tommy anymore. That gave him an idea, "I like you, too, JJ." He waited a moment and asked, "Can I call you that?"
Jared's face lit up, "Yeah, I like that."
They kissed again, and as Tom continued to rub Jared's pubic hair, he could feel that Jared's penis was starting to get a little hard under his hand. He kept rubbing all around it and said, "I like you, JJ."
"I like you, too, Tommy." Just exchanging these words felt so good to Jared. He enjoyed that he and Tom were taking things so slowly, and he appreciated that Tom wasn't pressuring him in any way. The result was the beginnings of an erection, and Jared said, still in his younger boy's voice, "Sometimes my penis gets hard."
Tom said, "Yes, JJ, that happens to boys as they start to get older."
"I think that's happening to me," Jared said, "Like maybe I'm getting older."
"Yeah, I know," said Tom, "You're growing up, and your penis is growing up, too. How old are you now."
"Like maybe 12 or 13 years old," said Jared. "I think I'm starting to get a boner."
"Yeah, JJ, you sure are," said Tom. "Is it OK if I rub it like this?"
Jared said, "Yes, Tommy. You're my older brother, right?"
Tom went with it and said, "I sure am."
"Then it's OK for sure." Jared stopped for a minute, then asked, "Tommy, do you think my boner is big enough?"
Tom told him. "It sure is, Buddy. It's plenty big enough for me."
Jared added, "And you know what. I'm still a little boy. It'll probably grow a lot more when I get older."
"I bet it will, JJ," Tom said, and Jared lifted up to kiss him deeply.
They kissed for a long time, then Jared said, "You know what sometimes helps make it grow? If you put lube on it."
"Yeah?" Tom asked, "OK, let's do that." He pushed back the electric blanket, then reached back onto the nightstand and grabbed the lube. Pouring some into his right hand, he said, "It might be a little cold at first."
"That's OK, Tommy, I trust you," said Jared.
Tom let his lubed up hand touch Jared's small semi-erection slowly and very gently. "How does that feel, JJ?" he asked.
Jared said, "It feels really good, Tommy. I'm glad you're my big brother, otherwise we couldn't do this."
"That's right, JJ. Only brothers get to do this. I'm glad you're my little brother."
"Me too," said Jared. He added, "You know, when you get older, sometimes you can make stuff come out of your penis. But I don't know if I can do that yet."
Tom assured him, "That's OK, as long as it feels good."
Jared said, "It feels really good. You do it different from me, though. You use your whole hand. I usually do it with just two fingers." Jared felt a pang of shame as he said those words, but he also felt excited to say them.
Tom asked, "Do you want me to rub it like that, JJ?"
"Nah," Jared said, "It feels really good. I guess that's how a man does it, right? With his whole hand like that."
Tom told him, "A man can do it any way he likes, Buddy."
Jared asked, "Really, any way he likes?"
"Uh-huh," Tom started licking Jared's nipple and got an immediate response, Jared groaning with deep pleasure. Tom reached over with his left hand and began rubbing Jared's other nipple at the same time.
"That feels really good," Jared said, "I think my penis is getting bigger."
"It is for sure, Buddy," said Tom. "You're growing up for sure."
Jared asked, "You mean, I'm becoming a man? Like you, Tommy? You're like 16, is that a man?"
"Pretty much, JJ." answered Tom. "You can be a boy or a man, whichever you like."
Jared said, "I think I want to be a boy for a while." He added, "Except..."
"Except what?" Tom asked.
"It's just... I don't know how much longer I can keep being a boy."
"You mean?" Tom asked, then added, "Yeah, look how big your penis is getting."
"Yeah, Tommy, said Jared, "I think it's starting to get bigger."
"I know, JJ," said Tom, "Look how thick it's getting in my hand. You're growing into a man."
"I am?" said Jared, "My penis feels really good. But I think I want to try to be a boy for a while."
Tom asked, "Do you want me to stop?"
Jared said, "It's OK, you can keep going. It feels really good. I just don't know if I can keep being a boy, Tommy."
Tom said, "Yeah, JJ, sounds like you want to be a boy, but your penis is getting big like a man."
"Yeah, I think so," said Jared, "It feels so good to be a boy, but my penis is getting big like a man."
"That's right, JJ," said Tom, still rubbing Jared's penis and rubbing his nipple, "Sometimes when a boy starts to be a man, his penis gets really big and hard like that."
"It feels so good, Tommy," Jared said, "It feels so good to be a boy, but my penis is getting a really hard erection and I think... I think it's gonna happen soon."
"You're becoming a man, JJ," Tom told him. "When a boy starts to become a man, his erections become really strong and he can't control them."
"I think that's happening to me," said Jared, "I like being a boy, but my penis feels so good, I don't think I can control it. It feels so good, Tommy," said Jared, "I wanna be a man like you. Keep rubbing my erection. Uh-huh. I'm getting close... Uhhh.... I'm gonna cum... I'm cumming.... I'm cumming..."
Jared shot hard into Tom's hand as wave after wave of pleasure overwhelmed him. Tom kissed him and he kissed back hard, pulling Tom's mouth into his, deeply satisfied. And even after the initial jolt of his orgasm started to subside, Jared could still feel Tom rubbing on his stiff cock, wringing out a few last drops, making the good feeling last.
The two men moved seamlessly into a make-out session that was interrupted only once when Tom said, "I don't think I'm gonna be able to stop kissing you for a while, my Buddy."
Jared said, "Who said you have to, my Pal."
To be continued...
Thanks for reading! I've received a surprising number of responses from readers who can relate to Jared and Tom -- either as a guy with a small penis, a guy who cums quickly, or a guy who is slow to get hard. Just know that you're not alone, my friend. And if you've thought about writing, please do: judestjude2357@gmail.com. I promise to do my best to answer, especially if you're feeling alone with no one to talk to about this stuff. Thanks again, TJ