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Paul's Adoration Chapter Four
"So?" I said. "So?" Jerry answered back. It was Saturday night and Jerry and I hadn't talked since the night before when Jerry had his first gay encounter. Hunter had driven us home late and I think we'd both pretty much slept the day away. I'd finished dinner and had only just come over to see him. We had a lot to talk about. After all, Jerry was my best friend. It was about eight o'clock and his Mom had let me in, so I went to his bedroom where he was lying on the bed and just lay down next to him. "You still talking to me?" I asked. There was a long silence before he spoke. "I don't know." "We've always been best friends, Jerry. Always." "I know that" he said. "But this was different." "Jerry. I couldn't say no to him" I pleaded as I turned my head and looked at him. "He about tore my head off when I asked him why he wanted me to call you. I can't say anything to him, ever. He won't stand for it, so I had no choice. Even Nate, his best friend, doesn't dare disagree with him on anything. Besides, I had no idea what he was planning." "Yeah I know that, Paul" he said. "I didn't stand up to him either. But I been thinking a lot today." "Tell me about it" I said sarcastically. "I been doing a hell of a lot of thinking recently myself." "I been thinking a lot since last night, Paul" he repeated and then was silent for a long time. "Yeah?" I said. "Paul, I'm gay." "What?" "I said I'm gay. I just didn't know it until last night." "Well, I'll be damned" I said. "You know I am too, don't you?" "Yeah. I figured you were. You never said you were, but you never tried to hide it either." "But it's only the past few weeks, since I met Hunter that I knew for sure." "I guess it takes Hunter to convince us. But what's with him and Nate? What's the deal there?" "I think Nate is a creep" I said. "He's Hunter's toady, drooling over him all the time and trying to pretend he's straight. He tags around after him all the time fawning over everything he says and waiting on him hand and foot." "You know, I didn't really suck him last night" Jerry said. "I'd barely got his dick in my mouth when he started to cum. He caught most of the jism in his hand and apologized for getting some on my chin." "But if he's straight why does he want a guy to blow him?" "Evidently I turn him on or something. Doesn't make sense to me either" Jerry said. "But what about Hunter? He made me lick his dick and balls last night and he says he's going to make me blow him and I know I can't stop him. I saw what he put you through Paul, and I'm really worried about it. He damn near strangled you." "Hunter's going to do whatever Hunter wants to do, Jerry, but let me tell you, blowing him is like nothing I've ever experienced before in my life. I loved doing it." "How could you? He was strangling you." "It wasn't that way, Jerry. It really wasn't. Yeah, he's rough, but he's.... he's.... Somehow, he's a god and I want him to give him as much pleasure as I can. I know that the rougher he is, the more he enjoys it, and that's what I want too. I want him to enjoy it. The thrill of my life, Jerry, has been when Hunter gets crazy hot and starts yelling and shooting his wad. He is so damn perfect, everything about him, a total god, and he can have anybody in the world that he wants, but he wants me. That's what is so amazing. He actually wants me, Jerry. I'll do anything I can to please him and if he's a little rough about it, well, that's the breaks." "Does that mean you love him?" "Well..... ahhh.... I don't know. Maybe. Ahhh.... yeeeaaah. I think so." I hesitated for a moment. "Yeah. I think I love him." "He made me suck his prick last night and said I'm going to blow him. Does that make you mad?" "Well, maybe. I don't know. But he's a god, Jerry. I don't know why he picked me, because I know I don't deserve it, but he did pick me. I'm just going to take advantage of it as long as I can. If that means he's going to play around with you or other guys, I guess I'll just have to put up with it. He'll do whatever he wants anyway so I'll just take what I can get." "Do you think I'll like it?" he asked me. "What? Sucking him?" "Yeah." "Jesus, I don't know. Maybe. Probably." I said and started smiling. "He's like nobody I've ever seen or even imagined, and if he turns you on like he turns me on, you'll like it. You say you're gay. I think you'll like it." "Well. Okay" Jerry said in wonder. "Ahhh... you know.... I admit he turns me on. He is so powerful and... and... and so demanding that... that I find him terrifically exciting. As you said, he's like a god." "Yeah he is" I said with a sigh. "He really is." "You ever get a blow job, Paul?" Jerry asked. "N-n-no" I answered, embarrassed. "Not actually. The only sex I've ever had has been with Hunter in just the last month or so, and he doesn't suck. He's clear about that. He .... he gets sucked." "I've never had one either" Jerry said. Neither one of us said anything for the longest time, but I'm sure we were both on the same wavelength. "Ahhh....," I mumbled. "Ahhh.... maybe. Ahhh..." "You know about 69ing?" Jerry asked. "Well I've got a computer and I'm not stupid, so of course I know about 69ing." Well...." he said. "Maybe.... ahhh.... maybe...." I got up off the bed and pulled my t-shirt out of my pants, and then up and off. "Why not?" I said as I sat and started taking my shoes off. When I had stripped completely, I lay back on the bed and watched Jerry remove his clothes. Jerry was not only my very best friend; he was also one of the hottest looking guys at South High School. Since he convinced me to join the wrestling team, we were busting our butts every day in the weight room now and I was coming along really well, but Jerry definitely had a head start. But hell, although I always figured I was hot, I just accepted the fact that Jerry was hotter. He outweighed me by fourteen pounds and every one of his measurements was bigger than mine. And he had good definition. Beautiful bi's with a tight defining line separating them from his round deltoids. His pecs were more square than round like most guys and very solid, and he had bigger nubs on his nipples than I did. But, just like me, his abdominals were his best feature. I had a rippling six pack, but he literally had mountains and valleys and under the right circumstances it looked like an eight. I don't think he had more than an ounce of fat on his hunky body. So anyway, I liked him, and I admired him and we did everything together; along with Suzy that is. The three musketeers; that was us. But since Jerry and I were best friends, it would never have occurred to me to have sex with him. Not anymore than having sex with Suzy would have occurred to me, and I pretty much always knew I was gay. Besides he always acted so straight; he even went steady with Sally for almost a year. So, I had a faint idea in the back of my mind that he might be gay, but I never actually believed it. So now what? We're lying next to each other on his bed in the nude. I'm half hard and getting harder and so is he. I must admit that even though Jerry may be a little hotter than me and a little bigger, he had never been a leader. It usually ended up me making decisions. So here we were. Did I want to suck him? My best friend? Was I hot for him? Actually no, I wasn't really hot for him, but the idea of getting my cock sucked for the first time was getting me as excited as hell. I made my move. Scooting around I pushed my cock right next to his face and got my head down next to his crotch and grabbed his cock. "Uh" he said as I grabbed him. "Maybe we shouldn't" he whispered. "My parents are home." "Fuck your parents. Now roll over this way" I told him. As he finally rolled over on his side, I took his dick in my mouth; only the second one I'd ever tasted. He was already hard as a rock, but thank god, he wasn't near as big as Hunter, so I grabbed his balls and started sucking. "Oh shit, Paul" he groaned. "Oh shit." I'd already had some practice, so I simply squeezed his balls and swallowed his dick all the way. This was supposed to be a 69 and he wasn't sucking me yet, but I was finding out that I just liked having a dick in my mouth. Even Jerry's dick. This was almost as good as sucking Hunter. "Wait, wait, Paul" Jerry gasped. "Wait. Don't make me cum yet." Reaching down he pushed my head away from his cock. "Oh shit, Paul." He was panting. "You are too much." "Well?" I asked. "Jesus, man, give me a chance" he said while puffing madly. I knew he'd almost cum, but I was glad he hadn't. Somehow this didn't seem quite right, sucking Jerry who'd been my best friend for years and years, but I was finding out that I really liked sucking dick. Any dick. "Maybe we shouldn't....," I started to say, and then I felt it. Jerry put his mouth on my cock, and it was .... it was .... wow! It felt wonderful. In fact, it was exciting as hell. I could feel his lips and tongue working the tip. "Oh yeah, Jerry" I gushed. "Oh yeah. Jesus!" Taking Jerry's prick back in my mouth, I just sucked it gently this time. Not trying to swallow it or do any kind of acrobatic shit like Hunter made me do, but just slow and easy to try to make him feel good. When he started moaning, I knew it was good for him, and it was good for me too. My cock in somebody's mouth, and that somebody's cock in my mouth; what could be better? I tried to forget it was Jerry, my best friend, and just reveled in the pleasure of it. I had been reading about sucking dick on the internet since I was eleven and had fantasized about it constantly but actually sticking mine into a wet mouth was incredible. I could tell Jerry wasn't taking me like I was taking him. As I glanced down at him, I saw that he barely had the tip of my prick in his mouth; he was acting like he was afraid of it. Taking my mouth off him I said: "it ain't a cobra, Jerry. You don't have to be afraid of it." "I know, Paul" he said. "But I'm afraid I'll choke." "You won't know until you try it, so, come on, suck it." He took another inch into his mouth and he immediately gagged. "You gotta do better than that, Jerry. Hunter's dick is twice as big as mine so if you're going to suck it, you'd better get with the program. And I know damn well Hunter ain't going to put up with you just licking it." Jerry tried again and gagged again. "I can't do it, Paul. It makes me choke." "Bull-shit, Jerry," I said getting a little annoyed. "You gonna be gay, you better get with the program and learn how to suck dick. Hunter jammed his monster clear down my throat the first time I went down on him and I didn't have any problem. Well, not much anyway. I don't know why you can't do it." "I guess it's my gag reflex. Mine's different from yours." All he'd been doing was holding the head in his mouth and licking it. But now he grabbed it with his hand and started to move his mouth back and forth giving me a wonderful feeling. He gagged once and pulled back a little, but just feeling his hand stroking me felt pretty damn good. It made me realize that after sucking Hunter three times I was the expert here. Jerry needed me to show him how to do it. So, I took his cock deep, forcing it into my throat, and jamming my nose into his crotch. "Ohhhhhh" he moaned in ecstasy, and I felt him maybe take a tiny bit more of my cock in his mouth. He was stroking my cock with his hand now as well as sucking the head which felt fantastic and was getting me close to cuming. I had never touched Hunter's cock when I sucked him, and to be brutally honest, I didn't as much suck him as he fucked me. He fucked my face and I pretty much held on for dear life. "Ohhhhh" Jerry moaned again and started cuming in my mouth. I'd only deep throated him once, but that's all it took. I was almost there too so I reached down, put my hand behind his head and pushed it deeper. He started to choke but I started to cum. Jerry pulled back after the first shot, so I pulled back as well. So, we were both moaning and groaning as we shot our semen all over ourselves and the bed and generally made a mess. I lay back with a sigh, but Jerry jumped up almost immediately, ran to the bathroom, and came back and handed me a towel. "I didn't mean to cum in your mouth" Jerry said. "That was okay, Jerry. I think you're supposed to swallow when you suck anyway. I've always swallowed Hunter's." I handed the towel back to Jerry and he wiped himself off. "I'm sorry I didn't do as good as you" he said. "I always gag when I put something in my mouth." "Hey" I said. "It was the first time, and it felt great. But you need to do what I've been doing." "What's that?" "Actually" I laughed. "I've been practicing." "What?" "Yeah. I've been practicing" I repeated. "You won't laugh, will you?" "Practicing how?" "Well.... I've got a sausage at home almost as big as Hunter's dick. I've been practicing." Jerry started to laugh, and once he started, he couldn't stop. "You.... with a sausage?" he giggled. At first, I was annoyed with him, but then I couldn't help but join him and started laughing too. We went on and on and I laughed so hard my sides began to hurt. Then there was a knock on the door, and we heard his mom: "What's going on in there, boys?" she asked. "Is everything okay?" "It's okay, mom" he said still giggling. "Everything's okay." Then he whispered to me. "Thank god she always knocks. We better get dressed." So. That was my first blow job. I found out that getting sucked was better than not getting sucked, but Jerry was still my best friend. I've seen that phrase on the internet that says `friends don't fuck friends' and I wondered about that. And besides, he wasn't very good at it, yet.
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