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Matt & Josh Chapter 1
Two and half hours is a long time to be in the water, but Josh was used to it. Friday practice was just about to wrap up and he couldn't be happier. It had been a long week, between school and swimming, and he needed a break. He just needed to get through 20 more minutes, and the main set was already behind him. No worries.
He finished the easy 200 coach told them to do after the main set and took a swig from his water bottle as he waited for the rest of his group to finish. In the next lane over his best friend, Josh, finally finished, took his goggles off, and reached for his own water bottle.
Matt cupped water in his hands and squirted it over at his friend, catching him right in the eye.
"OW! Dude, what the fuck?!"
"Language, Carpenter!" came a reprimand from somewhere on deck.
Josh winced and Matt just laughed. Coach was legendary for his hearing, and he didn't like it when the boys swore or "used oaths" as he put it.
"Sorry Coach, but Matt splashed me."
Coach walked over and knelt down in the middle of the two lanes.
"Seriously, Carpenter? He splashed you? How old are you, 10? Get over it."
Matt just kept laughing, but had to duck his head underwater as Josh flicked water his way.
"Stop that the both of you. Hold up your lanes too. We're not done yet."
Matt and Josh both stopped the other boys in their lanes as they approached the wall. They were both a little pissed that Coach wanted to do another set, and the others started grumbling as well when they realized practice wasn't over yet.
When everybody was done and listening Coach consulted his written practice, looked at the clock, then put it away and cleared his throat.
"Okay guys, this is the last thing we're doing tonight and then you're free. We have 6 x 200s. The first three are freestyle descend to sprint, you get a 100 easy, and then the last three are descend your stroke no freestyle."
After he gave them the intervals and there was some shifting of kids as boys chose the lane that was right for them, Coach gave them a surprise.
"We're going to start on the next top. I know you boys don't want to do this, and I can't say that I blame you, so I'll make you a deal. If two of you can go within 5 seconds of your best time- from a push- on the third freestyle we'll skip the rest of the set and call it a night. Talk amongst yourselves and nominate two boys. If they make it we're done. If not- everybody keeps going."
There was a great deal of chatter as the team went back and forth with who should swim, but there was really no question, as Coach knew there wouldn't be. It was obvious Matt and Josh would be the ones to swim, and Danny Williams, the team captain, said as much.
"Sounds good boys. Everybody does 1 and 2. Then we'll have Smith and Carpenter go for the gold. Right here on the top!"
The first two 200s went pretty smoothly, and the team kept talking up Matt and Josh, trying to get them excited. Finally, the rest of the team got out and cleared the middle two lanes. Matt took one and Josh took the other.
With about 10 seconds to go before they had to leave, Matt decided to strip off his drag suit. Josh looked over at his friend and decided to do the same. This left both boys in their old, faded white speedos that didn't do so well hiding their junk, but it was a lot less baggage to carry than their bulky drag suits. It was a price to be paid for some extra speed.
Finally the interval came and they were off.
As usual, Josh jumped out to an early lead in the first 100. He was a much better sprinter than his friend, but Matt had the staying power. He closed the gap at the turn for the 150, and by the 175 it was a dead heat. The whole team lined the side of the pool cheering the two boys on the final length.
They touched the wall almost simultaneously, and both looked to Coach for their times.
"Carpenter- 1:50.8. Smith- 1:50.6. Just inside that 5 second window," he said with a frown, "but good enough. Great job all! That does it for tonight! Make sure to thank Matt and Josh for getting you all out of that set, and remember practice is late tomorrow- we're going 11:00AM instead of 6:30."
The whole team cheered, and Matt and Josh exchanged high fives.
"I fucking had you, dude!" Josh laughed as he reached across the lane to hug his friend.
"Naw, man, You always lose it on the last 25. I knew if I stayed with you I could finish better. I have more legs than you!"
"Whatever man. Great swim, but let's warm down."
Both boys did an easy 300 before getting out. By the time they made it to the locker room the rest of the team was pretty much dressed and gone, so they had it to themselves.
Neither had put their drag suits back on for warm down, so they were both only wearing their worn out, see through white speedos. They made small talk as they dropped their bags next to each other on a bench and headed toward the showers. When they got to the communal shower area, Matt took a head on the right side and Josh took one directly across from him.
Matt sighed as he turned the shower on and hot water immediately washed over his body. He stood facing the tile wall and extended his arms above his head, then went through his post practice stretching routing. He started with his triceps and lats, then forearms. As he pulled one arm across his chest to stretch his shoulder he turned back around.
There was a flurry of motion from across the showers. Matt couldn't be sure as it had happened so fast, but he thought Josh had been staring at his ass and now, since Matt was facing toward him, his junk. Josh quickly turned himself around and tilted his face up toward his shower.
"That's weird," thought Matt. "Was he really checking me out?"
As he toyed with the idea, Matt found himself studying his best friend as the hot, soapy water ran over his toned teen body.
He had never really thought of Josh in an overtly sexual way before, but Matt supposed he was pretty attractive. At 16, both boys were about 5'10'' and 130lbs of lean muscle. They both had brown hair, but all the exposure to the chlorine had turned the ends almost white. What little body hair they had was also bleached by the chlorine, so both boys appeared almost totally smooth. Josh had slightly more armpit hair than Matt, but that wasn't saying much. Matt had hazel eyes while Josh's were crystal blue.
"Maybe he was checking me out. Hmmm." Matt took the opportunity to look his friend up and down. Josh's dedication to swimming was evident in his body. Matt could clearly make out the muscles in his friend's powerful but taut shoulders, and his eyes traced the lines of Josh's lats as they tapered toward his ass.
Matt licked his lips. He could feel his heart rate pick up slightly and the beginnings of a bulge started in his groin.
"Fuck," he thought. "Would I gay it up with Josh?"
He shrugged mentally. Matt had never put much thought into his own sexuality. He'd made out with a couple of chicks over the years, and he never lacked attention at parties, but he had always known who the hot dudes were- and he definitely considered himself one of them. He had always told himself it was just checking out the competition; he was just appreciating another good looking dude. Nothing wrong or gay about that, right?
The bulge in Matt's speedo continued to grow. He reached one hand down to adjust his package, and Josh chose that exact moment to turn back around.
Josh's eyes went straight to Matt's hand, which had frozen inside his speedo holding onto his rapidly swelling dick, then shot up to his friend's face. Matt's eyes had gone wide and his mouth was open as if about to speak, but nothing came out.
"Fuck fuck fuck," Matt ranted silently to himself. He pulled his hand out of his suit and brought it up to his mouth to cover a fake cough. He closed his eyes and cleared his throat a couple of times, hoping that by the time he opened them again Josh would have magically disappeared or something.
Instead, when he opened his eyes he saw Josh just smiling at him and chuckling.
"Dude," he said, pointing at Matt's crotch, "you got something going on down there!"
Matt glanced down and could feel himself blushing. In the rush to get his hand out of his suit he had only managed to move his dick so that instead of pointing down, or even up, it was pointing straight out. Unconsciously Matt flexed, and his dick jumped. The feeling of his swelling head against the soft fabric of his suit wasn't helping things. He was about 3/4 into throwing a full bone.
Josh could see that his friend was starting to get embarrassed, but he wasn't going to let an opportunity like this go. Unlike Matt, Josh knew he was seriously into dudes. Seriously, but not exclusively. He was only 16, he told himself. Far too young to shut off any chance of getting laid just because of the bits and pieces somebody had or didn't have. While he definitely preferred other guys, he wouldn't say no to a chick.
He'd scoped out Matt before, of course, and even fantasized about him a couple of times. He was a good looking dude, and the two spent a lot of time together between school and swimming. Shit, they were best friends. Matt was fairly smart, he could be hilarious, and of course he was a kick ass swimmer. In Josh's head the last qualification almost counted for more than the other two. He decided to play things low key and see what might happen.
Josh chuckled again at his friend's predicament. "Damn dude. I know sometimes I get worked up after practice, but usually I wait until I get home to take care of it!"
Matt didn't respond to this, and if anything he blushed harder. Abruptly he turned around to face away from Josh.
"Shit," Josh thought. "I'll have to try something else."
"Hey Matt. Matty! Matty fucking look at me, man." No luck. Matt had both his hands on the wall and his head was bent down.
Josh sighed, then started to walk across the showers to his friend. "Fuck, Matty, don't worry `bout it bro. It happens to me all the time. That was an intense workout- especially finishing with the 200 like we did. I even felt myself boning up a little too. And besides, it doesn't look like you have anything to be ashamed of."
"Fuck off, Josh! It's not the fucking workout that's-" Matt suddenly stopped. He realized what he had been about to say. Hearing Josh talk about getting boned and then going home to take care of things had definitely NOT put him at ease. An image of his best friend naked, on his back in his double bed, wailing away on his cock sprang into Matt's mind. That, plus the comment on his size, was all it took to turn Matt's 3/4 bone into a full fledged, rock hard erection.
"Not the fucking workout, eh? Then what's got you going, Matty?" Josh was now standing right behind Matt, and he whispered the last sentence into his friend's ear and gently placed a hand on his shoulder.
Matt shivered when he heard Josh's breathy whisper directly behind him, and he couldn't help but flinch when he felt his friend's hand on his shoulder. Even though he was still somewhat embarrassed, Matt quickly thought through the situation. Clearly Josh wasn't freaked out by Matt's erection. In fact, he had crossed the showers and was now standing close enough to whisper into his ear and touch him. Maybe Josh really was interested in him.
Matt needed to make a decision. Laugh, shrug off Josh's hand, turn off his shower and walk away like nothing had happened? Play it off as a joke? Or should he see where this could go? Matt thought about it for only a second.
Josh smiled inwardly when Matt turned around to face him. His cheeks were still red, but he met Josh's eyes steadily and even grinned a little. Josh matched his friend's smile when he heard his answer.
"It wasn't the workout that got me going, dude. I thought I saw you checking me out a little earlier, so I looked you over too. You got me going, Josh. You gave me wood, bro."
Matt reached down and fondled his now fully erect dick, wiggling it at his friend.
"Yeah, Matty?" Josh whispered. "I gave you wood huh?"
"Yup. Fucking boned me up hard."
Josh let the hand that was on Matt's shoulder slide down his friend's chest as he stepped closer. Both boys were now under the hot spray of Matt's shower. Josh traced his finger down Matt's pectoral muscle before delicately tweaking his nipple. Matt closed his eyes, and as Josh put his palm flat in the center of Matt's chest could feel his friend's heart pounding.
Josh brought his other finger up and put it over his lips. "Shhhh Matty. Relax dude. You're going to enjoy this."
Matt opened his eyes as he felt Josh's hand slide down the center line of his 8 pack. Josh was on his knees in front of his friend, and he reached up both hands to massage Matt's abs before slowly working his fingers under the top of Matt's suit. Josh stopped there and looked up at his friend for permission.
"Holy fuck," Matt thought to himself. "Josh is going to fucking blow me right here in the fucking showers! Holy shit!" He didn't trust himself to speak, so he just nodded to Josh.
Slowly, Josh tugged on Matt's suit and inched it down his legs. Greedily he watched as the receding fabric exposed his best friend's pubic region. Matt only had a very fine trail of hairs wandering down from his belly button, and Josh was happy to see that, even when he got to the base of his friend's cock there was almost no hair. He pulled farther on the suit and maneuvered it down over the length of Matt's cock, pulling the organ down too. Finally, with a quick motion, he yanked it down the rest of the way and Matt's penis flew back up to smack against his stomach.
Josh took a moment to soak in the view of his prize. Before him, straining to its full, proud length of 7 cut inches, stood Matt's boyhood. Josh allowed himself to think of it as beautiful. Its curve was elegant and erotic, with no sudden changes of direction or awkward angles, and his circumcision scar was neat. It was the perfect width- neither too fat nor too narrow, and Josh thought it complimented his friend's slim frame nicely. The head was pink and swollen with lust, and a pearl of precum glistened in the slit. Matt's balls were completely hairless, and Josh couldn't see any hair on his taint or ass either.
Josh delicately stroked up the length of the shaft with the pad of his finger, stopping just below the slit. Then he roughly swept his fingertip over Matt's slit to collect some precum. He brought it back to his mouth and sucked it in.
"Fuck dude! You like that shit?"
"Haven't you ever tasted your own?"
"Naw man." Matt hesitated. "What- what's it taste like?"
Josh scooped up some more of Matt's pre and lifted his finger up. Matt stared into Josh's crystal eyes, then ducked down, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked his own juice.
He rolled his tongue around in his mouth, tasting the gooey, clear liquid.
"Not bad. Kinda salty," he said.
Josh smiled. "Yeah, and it's even pretty sweet, too."
He pressed both thumbs against the base of Matt's dick and worked them up the shaft, squeezing more precum out the slit. Before the liquid could spill off, Josh quickly leaned in and ran the flat of his tongue over Matt's cock head.
Matt gasped in ecstasy as he felt the rough, wet, hot texture of Josh's tongue lap over his sensitive dick. He looked down and watched as Josh slid his hands back down the shaft, leaving one to pull the skin of his cock tight and the other stretching out his balls. Then Josh put his lips to the tip of Matt's dick, kissed the head lightly, and then opened up and let it pass into his mouth.
He quickly took the first three inches into the back of his mouth, then used the top of his tongue to flick forward and back against the bottom of Matt's shaft heavily. He wanted the first sensations his friend enjoyed to be strong and positive, but he badly miscalculated.
While Matt had always had plenty of attention from the opposite sex, the farthest he had gotten was a lackluster (and somewhat painful) half hand job from Lily Grant freshman year at a house party. She was just slut enough to stick her hands down his pants, but couldn't see it through to the finish. Consequently, Matt was overwhelmed by the sensations of Josh's mouth on his dick, and he did what any red-blooded American boy would do. He thrust his hips forward and pushed his cock deep into his friend's throat.
Josh wasn't ready for this, and immediately he started choking and gagging. He pushed Matt's hips back and spit out his cock.
"Oh shit man! I'm sorry! That was just so intense, and I- I wanted to go deeper and I didn't think. Fuck I'm sorry, Josh."
Josh wiped some mixed spit and precum from his lips and laughed at his friend's discomfort.
"No worries, dude. I totally understand. Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yeah bro!"
"Uh huh. But you gotta let me do the work. At least at first. Here, I'm going to put my hands on your waist. Let me get comfortable with your dick first. When it's time, I'll start moving your hips and then you can face fuck me if you want. Okay?"
Matt nodded, relieved he hadn't ruined things.
Josh scooted back in position and placed his hands on either side of Matt's waist. He opened his mouth and went down until about 4 inches were comfortably enclosed. This time, learning from his mistake, he used the soft bottom of his tongue to gently caress Matt's cock. He bobbed up and down a few times until he got comfortable, then slowly started taking more and more.
As inexperienced as Matt was with anything sexual, Josh was only slightly more so. While he hadn't even gotten as far as a hand job with a girl, he had played around with some of his male cousins a couple of times before. The boys hadn't done much beyond jerking each other and swapping blow jobs, but that was enough to make Josh the veteran.
Finally Josh felt ready. He tightened his grip on Matt's hips to make sure he stayed in control, and then on the next bob he relaxed his throat and thrust his nose toward the base of Matt's dick. He felt the cock head hit the roof of his mouth, then slide back past his tonsils and on down. All 7 inches were eventually in, and Josh held still to get used to the feeling.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god-" Matt was mumbling. He reached down and tenderly brushed his fingers through Josh's wet hair. "So fucking good, dude. So fucking good."
Matt couldn't believe how good it felt to have his dick buried in Josh's throat. It was all he could do to stop from straining against Josh's grip and thrusting his dick in deeper. His stomach muscles were involuntarily flexing, and his toes were curled on the warm tiles of the shower floor.
Josh moved his head back until the tip was just inside his lips. He tipped his chin up and looked up at his friend. Matt's hazel eyes bore into him, and Josh could see the passion and desire burning in them. After a brief pause, Josh plunged down all the way again, then back to the tip. He repeated the pattern a couple of times, practicing coordinating his tongue, cheeks, and throat muscles to keep suction and pressure on his friend's cock. When he felt he was ready he pulled completely off Matt's dick and sat back on his heels.
Matt was briefly disappointed. He didn't understand right away why Josh had stopped.
"Um- everything okay Josh?"
"Yeah, Matty. I think I'm ready. I'm going to suck you again, but this time you can be in control. Just don't push too hard, okay? When you feel my nose against your pubes that's as far as it goes. Got it?"
"Yeah, yeah. Of course."
"Okay."
Josh got back into position and took Matt's dick into his mouth. He glanced up at his friend and nodded. Matt gave a tentative thrust and, feeling minimal resistance, tried another one. Soon he was in a pretty good rhythm. He rested both hands on Josh's head, closed his eyes, and tipped his head back.
Now that Josh had his hands free, he explored his friend's body. He caressed every part he could reach, from Matt's well developed quads and hamstrings, over the tight mounds of his ass, around his lower back and washboard stomach, up to his pecks. He went over every inch of Matt's smooth teen body. Eventually he settled with one hand playing with Matt's low hanging, hairless balls (mostly trying to keep them from slapping his chin with every thrust) and the other slowly working its way along Matt's taint.
Matt opened his eyes when he felt Josh's fingers working back toward his asshole, and he experienced another moment of crisis. Having a dude blow him wasn't really gay. After all, he wasn't really doing anything. It was Josh that was literally the cock sucker. Matt was just the meat. But if he let Josh penetrate his ass with a finger- hell, with ANYTHING- then that would cross a line. He started to open his mouth to tell Josh not to do it, but he was too late.
Josh's finger found Matt's hairless, virgin hole, and he began to tease it lightly. At the first touch, something deep inside Matt, something primal, responded eagerly, and he moaned loudly.
Hearing Matt's moan, and feeling the hole begin to flare slightly against his digit, Josh became more confident and he pressed harder. After about the third thrust he felt Matt's sphincter relax and his finger was sucked strongly up and into the warm confine's of Matt's ass.
Matt's moans started coming loud and fast with the first pressure of Josh's finger against his ass, and the pace of his hips increased. He was losing control of his thrusts and his rhythm became ragged. His whole being centered on Josh's finger. When he felt it penetrate inside him he absolutely lost control.
It was like a damn burst inside. Every muscle in his body flexed and strained with the agonizing pleasure of the sudden orgasm ripping through him. He could feel the rush of his jizz as it rocketed out of his balls. Matt tipped his head back and screamed with ecstasy. "Oh fuck I'm cumming! OH FUCK JOSH I'M CUMMING!"
Josh had just enough warning to face plant on Matt's dick and thrust his finger in as deep as it would go before torrents of his best friend's hot, sweet teenage cum exploded into his mouth and down his throat. Josh tried to keep count of the waves of jizz as they burst from Matt's slit, but he lost track somewhere around 10.
When the last of Matt's load oozed into his mouth, Josh slowly removed his finger from Matt's ass and turned his eyes up to observe his friend as he came down from his orgasm.
Matt stood in the spray of the shower. His body was still entirely flexed, though not as rigidly as at first, and his cheeks were flushed a bright red. His breathing was ragged and his abs heaved. He had tightened his hands convulsively into Josh's hair, but his grip loosened as his orgasm passed. His hazel eyes were bright and alive, and they gazed down at Josh in wonder. Josh thought he looked even hotter like this, and tried to suck more seed from Matt's softening cock.
"Oh shit dude, stop. Stop Josh please! It's too sensitive. Jesus!"
Josh gave one last rough swipe with his tongue and a powerful suck, then let Matt's dick slip from his mouth. Apparently that had been too much for Matt as, even as Josh released his dick, Matt's legs gave out and he sat down hard on the tile.
Matt pulled himself into an indian style sit and let his head hang as he tried to regain his breath. Josh shifted so that he was leaning back on his elbows, and stuck his legs out in front of him with one on either side of his friend, right under Matt's knees. The spray from the shower was now falling over Matt's head and landing on the tile between Josh's spread legs in the small space between the two boys.
Even as he regained his breath, Matt's head was spinning.
He could accept, and even embrace the fact that he received a five star blow job from what he had once thought of as his completely straight best friend in the pool showers after swim practice. Well, he was making progress accepting that. But his mind kept drifting back to the final part of the sex act. The part where Josh put his finger inside him.
Why had his body responded like that? He thought guy's asses were supposed to be super tight or something. That's why gay dudes needed so much lube and shit, right? It's also why some straight guys liked butt sex with girls- cause their asses were tighter than their pussies. But hell. His ass- his virgin, 16-year-old male swimmer ass which should have been tight as fuck- practically ate Josh's finger.
And the feeling. He couldn't deny the powerful pleasure having just one of Josh's fingers near, let alone in, his ass gave him. And in the final moment when Josh thrust his finger as deep as he could go Matt had felt him hit something deep inside, right at the very end, that eclipsed all of the previous sensations. It was a pleasure so strong, so pure, so all consuming- even the briefest taste was enough to hook him. He needed to feel it again.
Matt sighed inwardly and shook his head, then he let out a rueful laugh. "Fuck, Josh. That was fucking amazing."
Josh just smiled back at him. "You liked it huh?"
Matt met Josh's gaze and nodded once, firmly, but then he seemed to hesitate. He wasn't sure how to go on or what to say.
"You don't need to suck me if you don't want to," Josh said into the sudden silence.
"What?"
Josh laughed. "I said, you don't need to suck me if you don't want to. I don't want you to feel like you have to do something just cause I did. So no pressure dude. I wanted to suck your dick and I did, and you seemed to enjoy it, so no worries."
Matt just stared at him. "I honestly hadn't even thought about it."
Josh laughed again and flicked water at his friend. "Typical teenage guy," he laughed, "so into your own pleasure you don't even think about your partner. Isn't this what they warned us against in sex ed?"
Once he saw that Josh wasn't offended, Matt joined in the laughter. "Sorry dude. That probably came out wrong, but I'm just trying to work through what just happened and how I feel about it I guess. I hadn't even gotten to you."
"Like I said, no worries. I know where you're coming from, and some of what you're going through, and maybe this will help. Don't get hung up on the whole gay thing."
Matt felt his stomach flip. Josh said the words- said them right out loud. Gay thing.
"What?"
"Don't get hung up on the whole gay thing, bro. I see the way you reacted to that. Look, did you enjoy what we did? Forget everything else for a second and just think about how it felt to have somebody suck your dick and swallow your load. Did it feel good?"
Of course it had. Matt nodded.
"Then that's all there is to it, Matty. Screw labels. Gay, straight, bisexual. Who gives a fuck? The only thing that matters is whether you enjoyed yourself, I guess I mean whether you liked it, and whether the other person liked it. If you did, then who cares? Categories are for people who like to sort and judge other people to make themselves feel better. They use them to define others and, in reflecting on their own similarities and differences to those categories, they also define themselves. Fuck `em. Fuck people who need to define other people in order to define themselves. Fuck people who derive their own significance from their judgement of others. You are what you are. You're you and sex is sex. And for what it's worth, I definitely liked it and I think you did too."
Matt nodded again, slowly. What Josh said seemed to make sense. Sex- well, the idea of it anyway since he hadn't really had any until tonight- to him was about having fun. Him having fun, and he guessed the other person too, although he hadn't really thought too much about that. If both people enjoyed it, what did it matter if they were both dudes? Or both chicks? Or one of each? Or a threesome, or- and on and on.
If both people enjoyed it. Matt thought about this for a second. Yeah yeah Josh said that he liked sucking Matt's dick- and Matt was ready to believe him about that. But was that really good enough? Matt glanced at his friend's crotch and noticed that Josh's erection was barely contained in his flimsy white speedo. How could Josh do all that stuff for me and not even jerk himself? Is it really fair that I be the only one to cum? But that would mean I would need to- what? Give him a hand job? Blow him? Am I ready for that?
Once again, Matt shook his head. He's my best friend.
Fuck yes I'm ready for that.
Josh had pushed himself up onto his hands and was looking at him intently. "Probably trying to figure out if I'm going to freak or not," Matt thought.
Matt let his eyes rove over his friend's body again, just like they had earlier in the night. This time he didn't try to hide his interest, and he found Josh's front much more exciting than his back had been.
Josh was definitely fucking hot. Like Matt, he had a clear 8 pack of abdominal muscles and tight, high pecs and small nipples. His arms were lean and toned, with each muscle defined. His long legs splayed out to either side were perfectly formed and smooth. Even his face was hot, with a smattering of light freckles and those azure eyes. His blonde tipped hair was beginning to dry, and stuck out wildly on top of his head. He grinned back at Matt, enjoying his friend's attention and sensing the night wasn't over just yet.
Sure enough, Matt leaned forward and put a hand on each of Josh's legs, then pushed himself into a doggy position and shuffled toward the prone boy. As he moved forward, he slid his hands gently up Josh's legs, enjoying the sensation of the smooth skin and hard muscle. Finally his hands reached the bottom of Josh's suit and the boys were face to face.
The shower water was spraying directly onto Matt's back and breaking into a fine mist that coated Josh in small beads of moisture. The two boys stared at each other, their noses inches apart. Bright hazel eyes peered into deep wells of crystalline blue. Water dripped unnoticed off their bodies as they waited.
Josh couldn't move. He wasn't entirely surprised that Matt was reciprocating, but he wasn't expecting this. As for Matt, he hadn't intended to get this close either. He didn't set out with the destination of Josh's face in mind- just the vague idea that he would somehow manipulate his cock. But now he was here. They were here, and it seemed so natural. So normal to tilt their faces likes this, to part their lips like that, to lean into each other like they were suddenly doing, close their eyes, and-
Josh felt the soft pressure of Matt's lips against his own. He pressed harder against his friend, and groaned as he felt Matt press back just as hard. Then he felt the wet tip of Matt's tongue as it ran along his lower lip. Instantly, he opened his mouth wider. Matt pushed into Josh's mouth and ran his tongue along his friend's upper teeth. He found Josh's tongue, and the two boys sparred back and forth, tongues wrestling each other and spit swapping back and forth.
As their kiss became more passionate, Matt used his hands to explore Josh's hard body. He moved up from his waist, feeling Josh's flat stomach and chest and running his fingers lightly up and down his sides. While still kissing, Matt used his knees as wedges to spread Josh's legs wider apart. Then he started pushing his friend backward. They ended up with Josh on his back, his legs spread and knees bent up toward the ceiling. His arms encircled Matt, who was propped up on his hands and knees over him.
Matt broke their kiss and looked down at his best friend. Suddenly he licked his lips, smacked them, and laughed.
"What's so funny?" Josh asked.
"I can taste my jizz," Matt replied, still laughing. "And I guess it's not half bad."
"Well if you hadn't stuck your tongue as far down my throat as your dick went-"
"Hey now! You were the one raping my mouth with YOUR tongue!"
"Fuck off dude. You've had BOTH your tongue AND your cock in my mouth tonight. I've only gotten the very tip of my tongue just barely into yours."
"I guess we'll have to fix that then," Matt said as he moved back in and the boys kissed again. This time when Matt broke the kiss he didn't pull back. Instead, he began moving down Josh's body with his lips. He placed kisses on his chin, then sucked on his Adam's apple, then slowly kissed down the center of his chest and abs. When his mouth reached the top of Josh's speedo he paused.
"Lift your ass up and help me here."
Matt grabbed the material and pulled as Josh thrust his hips up. It was a bit of a struggle, but eventually Matt worked the suit all the way down Josh's legs, then tossed it over to join his own. Now both boys were naked.
Matt looked at his friend's exposed dick and thought, "I could get used to this." It was slightly longer than his own, probably not quite 7.5", and looked to be a bit thicker. Like Matt, Josh was circumcised. His shape was also very pleasing- and Matt suddenly wondered what it would be like if Josh fucked him. He could imagine that long, beautiful teenage cock thrust deep inside him, perhaps pressing deep enough to get to that mysterious place. But that wouldn't be tonight, or at least not here on the floor of the pool showers. Not yet.
With that thought Matt realized he had quietly decided something. Yes, he said to himself, this won't be the only time we do this. This won't be the only night. There will be others, and maybe on one of those Josh will fuck me.
"See something you like?" Josh asked with a grin.
"Maybe, maybe. I think I need to take a closer look."
Josh continued to smile as Matt lowered his head toward his groin. It felt so good to finally have his dick out of his suit. While he was blowing Matt he hadn't really paid that much attention, but afterward it had been almost painful. Now that his penis was out and throbbing he realized how boned up he was and how constricting the fabric had been. The he chuckled as he thought that he was about to switch the confines of the suit for the confines of his best friend's mouth. He decided that, all in all, he liked that trade.
As Matt came face to face with Josh's dick he realized he wasn't exactly sure what to do. Unlike Josh, he had absolutely no experience with sucking cock. Not only that, but he had been on the receiving end of exactly 1 blow job- so it wasn't like he could look to that for much guide either.
Josh sensed his hesitation and gave him a suggestion.
"I know it's a cliche, but just think of it as a lollipop. Just remember- always lick or suck, never bite."
Tentatively, Matt stuck out the tip of his tongue and pressed it against the base of Josh's dick where it met his hairless balls. Josh realized he was trying out the taste to see if he liked it. Seemingly pleased with the mixture of chlorine and freshly scrubbed teen boy junk, Matt put his tongue back against Josh's balls and deliberately licked all the way up the underside of his cock.
When he got to the head Matt paused again. Then he shrugged his shoulders, opened his lips, and took his friend's cock into his mouth. Josh breathed in sharply in pleasure as he felt the sudden warmth surround his boyhood. Matt was doing a good job of avoiding his teeth, and he was even trying to use his tongue. He could feel a tiny spurt of precum leave his slit, and immediately Matt licked it away.
As enthusiastic a cock sucker as Matt might be, there was no way he was going to be able to take more than 5 inches or so of Josh's dick, and indeed he was barely getting in 4. Realizing this, Matt started to use his hands. He cupped them around the base of Josh's shaft, one on top of the other, and then put his mouth directly above them. Then he started bobbing up and down all together. Whatever portion of Josh's penis wasn't in his mouth found a wet, erotic home between his fingers.
Matt developed a solid pattern, and Josh was loving it. He didn't think he was going to last long anyway as he watched his friend's face bounce up and down on his pole, but then Matt threw him a curveball. Suddenly, instead of just moving straight up and down, Matt began twisting his hands and twirling his tongue around the sensitive head of Josh's dick. The combination immediately pushed Josh to the edge.
"Matty, dude, I'm about to cum. You might want to- Oh shit!"
Logically, Matt knew what was about to happen. He knew that, given proper stimulation, the typical response of a teenage boy's dick was to spew copious amounts of fresh spunk. That being said, the difference between knowing it was going to happen and handling it when said dick happened to spew into your mouth proved too much for Matt.
As Josh orgasmed and shot his load, Matt just froze with the head in his mouth but kept his hands twisting. Josh's jizz hit the roof of his mouth and then started to collect around his pursed lips. The level rose higher and higher as Matt remained indecisive. Should he spit out Josh's load, or should he swallow it like Josh had done for him? Spit or swallow?
By the time Josh finished shooting and looked down at his friend, Matt still hadn't decided. His hazel eyes were wide with panic and he still had his lips around Josh's cock. Seeing that, Josh did probably the worst thing he could have done. He laughed.
He didn't mean it to be cruel, but immediately he saw Matt's eyes narrow.
Josh changed his laugh to a chuckle.
"Can't decide whether to spit or swallow, huh?"
Matt nodded as best he could with his best friend's cock stuffed in his face.
"I think I have a solution for that. Pull off my dick and move up here, but keep my load in your mouth."
Matt did as he was told, but he looked slightly confused.
Josh lay back and beckoned Matt to move up and over him.
"Move your face directly over mine," he said.
Matt did, and now the two boys were again face to face. Josh was prone on his back and Matt was on his hands and knees above him. Josh flinched as he felt Matt's dick touch his own. Both Josh and Matt looked down and saw their cocks touching. Then they looked up at each other. Hazel eyes and crystal locked again, and suddenly Matt knew what Josh was going to say.
"Okay, now open your mouth."
Matt did, and as the first dribble of Josh's semen seeped between his lips, Josh opened his own mouth and caught it as it fell. They repeated this a couple of times, and then when the load was almost gone Matt lowered his lips to Josh's and opened his mouth. Josh's tongue swept in and sucked the rest of his jizz out.
The boys continued to make out for a while, then Matt broke their kiss and rolled to the side. Josh propped himself up so the two were facing each other.
Matt had a stupid grin on his face.
"So, how did I do, coach?"
"Not bad for a beginner," Josh replied smiling. "The technique could use some work, and we have to build up your endurance and capacity. Nothing a little practice can't fix!"
Both boys laughed. They both knew this was the beginning of something special.
So that's it for Chapter 1. I've written this so that it can either be a one-off, the beginning of its own series, or perhaps an extension of another series I've written (The Week in Gay/Incest). Let me know if you think I should continue this and, if so, where I should take it. Feel free to contact me by email at ersatz345@gmail.com or Kik me at Ersatz345. For photographic inspiration, check out my Tumblr at ej345.tumblr.com.
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