Let Me Suck Your Hot Cock
an encounter in cyber sex
by
Wesley P. Benson
Jack was sitting at his computer that afternoon just enjoying some of the pics he had gotten from the night before. Happily he was taking advantage of the absence of the rest of the family. It wasn't often everyone else was off doing something. So this 17 year old high school senior was enjoying a rare treat! And the fact that he had gathered so many extrodinary pics last night only added to his happiness. He had hit the jackpot, it would seem, late that Friday night -- or better said -- early that Saturday morning. Having met another pic buff on the net named 'The_Pic_Fairy', who just kept on sending these pics to him. So many downloads one after another, that he was able only to peak at the pics from time to time as they flooded into his computer. Indeed, now as he shuffled through them in his leasure he found himself repeating again and again that these were the hottest pics he had downloaded in a long time. And all of them new!
He felt himself leaning closer and closer to the screen, watching each hot pic with total delight. His mouth jared open in a continual 'wooowww', his eyes wide open and definately glued to the screen as they carefully swathed every inch of the hot flesh on each and every scathing beauty that continually paraded before him in his indulgence. It wasn't long at all before that welcome feeling began to flare up inside his body. You know the feeling, a steady tingling -- swelling -- groaning deep in your crotch, you swollow hard as you notice your throat becoming dry. Your breathing changes as your chest feels just a bit harder; and that muffled, thumping sound in your ears you discern to be your own heart beat, begins to cause a heating in your ear lobes. And then -- there it is -- that tightness in your jeans you recognize as a growing hard on. Somehow, magically your penis has now become a cock! And it is demanding to be touched, to have your hand 'feel it' . A quick pass, at first, by just your finger tips, and then a moment or two later, a squeese that's more of a pinch. That only makes it worse. Now the darn thing is throbbing and demanding to be unleashed!
"Oh fuck!" Jack said out loud as he forced a momentary reality check. Wrenching himself away from the screen for a quick respite, flicking his eyes, and turning his head forcing them to focus on something away from the screen. Jack pulled back from the screen physically, but refused to actually sit back. No, he knew this was not the end just a 'mental commercial', no -- he wanted more of this, and he knew it. But for a moment his mind made him re-direct his senses to all the things around him. Yielding to his own paranoia, he allowed his sences to check out his surroundings, to be sure that nothing had changed. That he was still alone, that no one was watching him or could enter his inner sanctum by surprize. He would not want to be caught with his pants down at a time like this.
Then with a smile, he turned back to the screen as the slide show continued with its hypnotic entreatment. But his dick was really hard now, and a hard dick knows no conscience! It's demands to be touched had to be dealt with. And after all, no one was home! 'Fuck it', he thought and in a quick tearing away, he undid his jeans and ran his whole palm over his tighty-whities, feeling his aching and still growing hot cock. Then he grasped his now churning balls and pulled on them a bit, as if they were some transmission-like physical affair that would shift his inner self into another gear.
Silently he jerked his chair closer to the computer so that he could now sit back in his seat and better fondel himself. This cock was hot and hard! And why not, these pics were fantastic, like nothing he had seen before. And perfect quality. He could feel the electric mouths and the tongues as they carressed the internet dicks on the screen. Their dicks were his, and he felt in his imagination, everything that was happening there on the screen. Popping out the real star of this show from the white cotton Klines that had till now confind it, he slid forward just a bit and slowly ran his left hand down the full length of that blood engorged shaft. Grasping it by the base with just his finger tips, he proudly wagged it in the air a few times -- as if threatening the computer screen -- and smiled, happy with his 'manlyness' and the thrill of the moment.
Now there was nothing else in the whole universe, just the entreating screen, his hot throbbing cock and his caressing hands -- and it does take two hands to handle a whopper! One hand on his cock and the other groaping at his balls. He could feel his front teeth press down on his lower lip, as his hand began to slowly beef up its stroking pace. He was breathing fast now, almost in a pant.
Then it happened! Almost simultaniously his head was jared back into reality by a sudden sound of knuckles pounding heavy on glass. Jack was so startled by the impending invasion, it rocketted his body up from his chair forcing it to repell behind him as he shot up. He could hear it topple over with a bang somewhere behind him, only adding to his panic. Instentaniously he pulled his shorts and jeans back into place. And his magnificent hard on, slowly fizzled back into a softer and less obtrusive bit of flesh.
Again the pounding came. Now with his sences returned to him he realized someone was at the back door. There was perspiration on his brow, his throat was parched and his face felt hot. Aiming himself towards the kitchen, he went to answer the door. His hands patted down his clothing as he started out, as he neared the door to his room he retreived the chair, righted it and slid it over to the computer where it belonged. Then as he entered the kitchen, he paused for one last zipper check, so that no one would know he had just been playing with himself.
"Oh....Justin....."he croaked as he opened the door with a plastic smile, "Hi."
"Hey Jack," Justin beamed back, "what's up ?"and as he was acustomed, Justin came in and headed to the refridgerator. "I was just...fuckin around." Jack said quickly and then realized Justin hadn't asked, leaving him with that feeling of foolishness we all have known one time or another.
"Kewl......can I grab a Pepsi?" he retorted, not really hearing Jack, nor waiting for a responce to his request.
"Sure....."Jack replied mechanically.
"So......"Justin smiled, "what do ya wanna do?" and for the first time Justin actually looked at Jack. And having known him for so long, Justin could feel something.
"Errreeehh.....I think I'll grab a Pepsi too." he smiled as he headed toward the refridgerator. "Hey are your folks not home?" Justin asked realizing the house was silent.
As he asked he headed toward Jacks room, just as he normally would. "No actually, I'm alone." he laughed. Then he got himself a soda and followed Justin, never once thinking about the computer in his room which was still showing and reshowing those hot new pics, over and over again.
"WHOOAH...Jack!" he heard Justin swoon. "These are Fuckin Hot! When did you get these?" as he entered his bed room the realization of his mistake in not turning off the pic slide show hit Jack's brain like a freight train collision. Justin had thrown himself in Jack's chair in front of the computer and was learing bug-eyed at the screen. A moment or two longer and he might have foamed at the mouth.
Poor Jack was so stunned not only by his having left the computer running but also that now Justin had discovered him, that he could say nothing. All he could think of was how on earth he could explain the moment.
"Justin!!!!!" Jack finally gasped. And with that he rousted Justin from his chair in front of the computer religating his buddy to the side seat, and shut down the running program in an attempt to regain controll of the situation.
When he looked over Justin was shaking his head confirmingly and smiling ear to ear.
"What?" Jack eventually chuckled, knowing he had been discovered. "You were yankin' it, weren't ya?" he announced softly.
"Justin......" Jack retorted in an annoyed tone.
"Bull........." Justin smiled back in a soft, knowing voice.
"Come on!!!" Jack pleaded, with a grin, silently admitting Justin was right in his deduction.
"Hey how long do you have the house all to yourself?" Justin asked with a thought growing so strongly in the back of his head, that it showed itself through a glistened in his eyes.
"Why...???" Jack questioned, after a moment of silent thought.
Pulling his chair closer to Jack's, and placing it in a position that would allow a better view of the computer screen Justin looked over at Jack with a soft smile.
"As long as we're alone like this," he explained in a slow, whispering voice, " let's close the bedroom door and.......well....see those pics together." as he spoke he rivited his eyes on Jack's, forcing his 'best bud' to reach back to a silent, unspoken memory the two shared. As he spoke Jacks breathing seemed to stop momentarily. Justin's impic smile saying more than any of his words.
"Jus....." Jack replied forcing himself to look away, fronting the idea that such thoughts were immature. Trying to hide his feelings of both surprise and definate willingness.
"Come on Jack...." Justin retorted in a sincere whisper that threw his real feelings there at Jack's feet, "....we're best friends, have been since before pubic hair." There was a silence between the two just then, as they both paused to examine feelings deep inside. "It's not like we've never done this before." Justin said breaking the silence with a little chuckle. Then when Jack still did not speak, Justin looked at the face that was refusing to look directly at him, and really startled Jack with words that deep down, Jack himself had wanted to say --even had hoped to hear -- but did not dare.
"I actually think we should do this more, not less." Justin announced in an almost tender plea to his best friend. Knowing his words were as difficult to hear as they were to say, Justin jabbed at Jacks arm in a joking way, to sort of take the edge off a bit. It worked, Jack turned his head and stared into Justins eyes.
"We're best friends man........and more........." Justin whispered back.
"Yeah........we are." Jack agreed emotionally, and a little bit of his inner wall began to disolve by the strength his own silent desires. There was another silence then. Finally, realizing he had gotten through, Justin sighed, slid back in his chair and with a soft smile announced, "So........go close your bedroom door."
Jack was already getting hard and had been for several minutes now. He had a certain special tenderness for his friend, that had always been unspoken. Since the two were in grade school, he had a sort of crush on Justin. And the two did things and shared personal secrets they wouldn't dare even admit to. This was one of those -- "here we go again" -- moments we have all shared when we give way to the desires of that special person in our lives. Sometimes it makes you feel like your just a Raggity Andy doll being drug along by that little boy you love. But then again, when you would do anything for him, it's a good feeling to be his Ragitty Andy. So with a smile, Jack silently complied.
"Should ya get like a towel er somethin' too, while yer up?"Justin smiled, peeking over at Jack throgh the corner of his eye.
"Yes Justin, " Jack chuckled in embarrassment. And deep inside, he tingled to know that he had agreed to do this, silently but still, he was going to go ahead and 'just do it'.
"I suppose you also want some lotion?" Jack teased.
Justin didn't answer, instead he just fidgeted in his chair and ran his hand over the buldge in his crotch. And as Jack came back with a towel and some lotion (his private stock) Justin asked still carressing his buldge.
"Jackie you never answered me before, how long will be be alone like this?"
"Forever!" Jack beamed, "the whole clan went shopping and then over to my Grandmom's house for dinner."
"Holly Shit!"Justin exclaimed.
"And wait till you see some of these pics!" Jack said really getting in the mood as he plopped down in his seat, flung the towel onto the back of Justins chair and sat the lotion on the computer desk in an equal arms reach for either of them.
In a moment the computer was again displaying the long series of sexually arousing pics. And the two of them were tending to their own needs in an exercise that was both seperate yet somehow joined. The tintinabulation somehow hightened by the fact that this extreemly private act was now 'shared participation'. Shared betweeen the computer, the people in the pics of course, and the two special people who were there flailing away at themselves!
Jack was stroking himself and watching the pics as they moved in their consecutive file, delighting the mind and stimulating the body. But he would also dart his eyes over at Justin, or better admited, Justins dick from time to time. Being careful not to be obvious about it. He admired Justins body, always had. Justin was a husky, sandy blond haird football type guy with a natural phyysique. Not overly muscular, but firm and nice. Especially to Jack. His cock was nice to Jack too. Always had been. Though his own hot seven inch meat was longer, Justin's was somehow more desirable. It was thicker, and most of all it was so much whiter. Jack had a more olive complection, with dark hair and features. From the first time Jack got a glimps of Justins naked body in a very brief encounter at gym, he was in awe of that soft golden thatch of fluff.
Then there was that special time, about a year ago, maybe less, when on a sleep over at Justins, a somewhat regular occurance the two would arrange sometimes at Jacks and sometimes at Justins. Justin surprized Jack with some porn magazines, and insisted the two jack off together while fliping through the pages. That occurance was repeated three more times on other occasions. It seemed to Jack that once it was allowed Justin tried to let it happen more and more. Jack liked the idea and wanted to, but somehow it sort of scared him. Though he loved to watch Justin do it. He found himself even fantasizing about it when he was alone. Maybe that's what scared him. What did it mean to like -- no to desire -- to see his best buddy jack off and cum. Oh he loved that part of it, Jack would see it over and over again in his mind. That did scare him.
An alarm went off in Jack's head just then, a frantic scare that almost made him loose his hard on. Somehow, he had forgotten himself and only at the last minute realized that he had been watching Justin's beautiful, hot cock instead of the pics. And for some time!
'Oh God!!' he thought to himself in a frienzie, 'What if Justin had noticed his interest in him?'. He rivitited his eyes back to the computer screen though he didn't actually see the pics. They were there, but Jack's mind was not watching them. Then he thought let me just peek over and see Justins face, see where his eyes were. If they were glued to the screen, with that learing, lust-filled hypnotic stare Justin usually had, it would mean he was home free. He would know that Justin was too intent on the pics to have noticed his homo-like behavior.
So he took a chance, and darted his eyes over to Justins face and quickly back to the screen. But he was forced to do a double take at it. Because to his amazement, Justin was entranced alright, with that sexually transmitted smile and lustfull gleam in his eyes. Those beautiful sky blue eyes. But, they were not on the screen. Justin was not watching the pics! That stare and that grin were aimed at Jack's cock. And not just for a moment, but for the whole time! Jack felt really strange, but it did make him harder. He stared at Justins face for a long time searching his eyes and his expression. Noticing how Justin's facial movements seemed to be somehow controlled by the way Jack stroked his cock. Then by accident he lost it and gave a soft sort of giggle.
The sound of it broke Justin's concentration and their eyes suddenly met. Again to Jack's amazement, Justin was not embarressed by having been found out. He wasn't daunted in the least. Rather, he was even more arroused!
"This is great." Justin whispered still exercising his arm.
"Yeah....." Jack answered with a horsed smile, and cocked his head. Then without any warning or any reason, or anything...Justin took his hand off his own cock and went to grasp Jack's hard member. With every alarm in his body going off Jack grabbed Justin's wrist in almost self defence, stopping him.
"Justin....!!!" he grinned, "What are ya doin'?" But that brought a look of such dejection to Justin's face that Jack wanted to die. He felt as if he had mortally wounded Justin. Something he couldn't possiblely bear.
"I was gonna stroke it for ya......." Justin almost whimpered, "You don't want me to??" Immeadiately Jack began to loosin his hold on Justins wrist and tried to smile. But there was so much shock, so much surprise going on in his head and through his sences he simply could not function. When he tried to say 'Yes ...Yes I do want you to....' some other sound came out of his mouth. It was not words, or even comprehensible, but Justin seemed to understand and began to smile again.
As Justin wrapped his fingers around Jacks cock it felt like 30,000 volts of pure electricity went through him. It made him feel so weak, as though his body was little more than a globe of butter melting away in Justin's heat, so much so he began to fear he might fall off the chair and make a real fool of himself. Powerless, all he could do was stare at Justins face. Never actually taking his hand off of Justin, he now just sort of ran it up Justins arm attaching it to his buddies strong bicep.
"See......" Justin whispered with a smile, never taking his eyes off of Jack's, "that feel's good. Doesn't it?" Oh yes that felt good alright, so 'good' that Jack thought his dick would double its size and split at the seams. He could not ever remember feeling so hard, so thick or so excited in his entire life. Another sound came from him then, a kind of whimpering groan. And he realized he was panting.
"Yeah.....ya like that?" Justin asked. Then again without warning Justin slipped out of his seat, never missing a stroke, and came to kneel between Jacks legs.
"OH GOD!!!" Jack heard himself say something understandable for the first time.
"Yeah....you like that." Justin said with confidence, as he now stared at Jacks full, hard cock. "You have a beautiful dick."
Jack heard himself utter another empassioned moan as he watched Justin stroke his hot, hard cock. And Justin was totally hypnotised by it. Looking as if he was in awe of it. As if, yes as if he was in love with it. Just then Justin looked up at Jack from down on his knees and as he smiled, Jack bit his lower lip and wanted to say he loved him, but didn't dare. Justin smiled back at him then and in that smile he felt certain Justin had somehow read his mind. Jack's right hand was still holding Justin's stroking arm, so Justin ran his other free hand up Jack's thigh to meet and grasp Jack's other hand, and their fingers entwined. It was like magic. In that grasp somehow the two joined as one. Jack moaned again through his heavy panting.
Then Justin gave a broad smile and as they stared into each others eyes, Jack saw Justin open his mouth, extend his tongue slowly and lick the head of his dick. He squeezed Justins hand and Justin squeezed back. Again he licked the head of Jack's throbbing cock. Now Justin smiled, and took his eyes off of Jack's and brought them to bear on his dick. For a moment it looked like a kid staring at his favorite piece of candy before eating it. Then without hesitation, Justin opened his mouth, closed his eyes in delighted anticipation, and took in the head and first inch or two of Jack's cock.
This was so unreal. Jack was totally gone with it all. And then came the unbelievable sensation of a hot mouth and silky wet tongue on his poker hard, red hot dick. It was like nothing else he had ever even thought of! Justin began to swirll his tongue around and over Jack's cock head, slowly he moved his head from side to side, sucking harder and harder on Jacks love tool.
"Uuuuuuuummmmmmmmm....." Justin swooned.
"OH JUSTIN!!" Jack said loudly, now unable to controll anything he did. In responce Justin slid more of Jack into his mouth and down his throat, now wrapping his hand around Jacks balls and giving them a squeeze. For a moment Jack feared he would pass out, as Justin slowly slid his head up and down on Jacks engorged cock. He didn't mean to but somehow Jack felt his hips undulate on their own and he could feel his cock fuck Justins willing, wet, wild mouth and throat. And Justin seemed to love it, responding with a short set of gutteral groans.
The feeling was like nothing Jack had ever imagined. And it seemed to be outside the limits of time. Sometimes it even felt as if it were happening in slow motion. The sensation of Justin's hot, willing mouth on his throbbing, now aching hard cock was surpassed only by the knowledge that it was Justin on the other end. How he had dreamed of this moment, only to abandon it as a thought that could never be realized. Yet now, here it was.
Jack again moaned, louder now as Justin began to bob his head up and down the full length of his swollen member. Then Justin allowed Jacks cock to slip out of his hot mouth, and moving his head from side to side as he held the cock in place, Justin let his full tongue lick slowly, teasingly at the head. He would slip that pulsing head just inside his mouth momentarily, and then allow his lips to tease at it as he spit it out again. The sensation made Jack's legs begin to jiggle uncontrollably, as if they had turned to rubber or possibly jello!
"OH GOD!" Jack squealed. A mass of sweat, Jack felt his body start to slip out of his seat a bit. And there came such a tightening in his balls he felt sure they were going to get sucked all the way up into his stomach. He saw Justin allow his cock to just throbb there for a moment, in front of his face as Justin watched it in delight. A slow stream of glistening and gleaming pre-cum oozed out of the tip and started to trickle down the shaft. Only to be swollowed by Justin as his mouth again latched onto Jack's thick shaft.
Now in quick darts Justin drove his mouth, lips and tongue up and down, again and again over Jacks now explosive, hot cock in a heated fury of love and lust. He was so eager to take Jack over the edge and all the way into a hot churning orgasim that nothing else existed now. All that mattered to Justin in the whole universe was making Jack cum!
Throwing his head back and arching his back Jack let out a wild, empassioned groan. And from deep in his body he felt the surge of his hot, white love juice. His balls felt like they would expload. His cock was now three or maybe even four times as big and as thick as it had ever been before. And then, finally in an almost painfilled stream he felt the first of many gushes that were searing hot and thicker then he had ever felt his cum to be before. Over and over they came in lustfilled wanten waves of pleasure. Waves that shot out all over. Some into Justin, some onto Justin, some even made it to the keyboard and onto the computer screen. Jack collapsed almost totally out of his chair in the end. And he felt as if he had just dug the entire Erie Canal! For a moment his head swooned and he went into a blind. But a breif moment later he was brought back to reality by Justin's now painfilled and pitiable voice.
"HELLLLLLPPPP MMMEEEEEE!!!!" Justin croaked as he stood up, flailing his own giant member. His knees shook and his whole body was trembling in anticipation of his own orgasim. Jack didn't know exactly what to do or how to do it, but instinct took it's course. And forcing himself into action, he reached out at the torso in front of him. Grabbing Justins wacking hand Jack attempting to wrench it off that precious dick as he forced his mouth onto the hot cock he loved. Closing his eyes he sucked and tongued and almost instently felt Justins salty cum fluid shoot into his mouth. It was wonderful!
He felt Justin latch onto his head with both hands and force the full length of his dick into Jacks mouth and throat. He gagged a bit and some of the love jism dribbled out of his lips and down his chin. But he loved it, he wanted it! And for the rest of his life, all other face fucks would have to compair themselves to this one.
Finally spent, Justin slid back down to his knees, a helpless mass of exhausted flesh. As he rested into place, Jack reached out to him, and the two looked eachother in the eyes, sharing an emotional orgasim all its own. Then, they brought their faces close together and their lips met in a long awaited kiss.
"Justin." Jack whispered with a smile.
"Boy," he retorted, "we must look a mess."
"When will your folks be back?" he asked.
"I don't know?" Jack chuckled, unable to think right at that time. "We do need to clean up!"
"Yeah....." Justin smiled as he kissed Jack again. "Man I am like famished, can we get something to eat?"
The End
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