Ron’s Perspective
After ending the call with Tony, I headed upstairs. I now regretted not going with Tony, for two reasons. One, I wouldn’t be feeling a guilty about possibly doing things with Evan without Tony there, and two, I would be with Tony. Jordan may or may not have come out since I was there, but if he had, Tony and I would have been there together to decide if we wanted to help Jordan through his first gay sex. Now I was on my way upstairs to the question.
As soon as I got to the top of the stairs, Evan asked, “Where’s Tony?” I replied, “He’s at an old grade school friend’s place. We ran into him when we were at Best Buy the other day. They’re doing some catching up.” Evan said, “That’s chill. When will he be back?” I said, “I’m not sure, why?” Evan said, “I thought we could play some cards or something.” I said, “It’s getting late. I doubt Tony will want to play cards once he gets back.” Evan then said, “The two of us could just play, like we used to.” There it was. I knew I wasn’t going to get out of this. If I said no, he’d want to know why, and I had assured Tony that I wouldn’t tell him without Tony being there. Fuck! I said, “I guess we could, but what if Tony comes?” Evan said, “We’ll just stop whatever we’re doing if that happens.” I said, “What if we don’t hear him when he comes up?” Evan asked, “Does he have a key?” I said, “Yes. Mom had me get him one since he’s staying with us for a while.” Evan said, “We’ll just have to be quiet. It shouldn’t be a problem if he catches us naked. It’s not like he hasn’t played strip poker with us before.” Yeah, it seemed like Evan had an answer for everything, “Ok. I’ll grab the cards, but when the game is over, we’re just going to do oral if anything.” I pulled the cards out of the drawer and as I sat down, I could see the bulge in Evan’s pants.
We played five-card-draw. I had a suspicion that Evan was losing on purpose, but I didn’t say anything. Soon, Evan was naked and his stiff cock had pre oozing from his piss slit. I still had my shorts and briefs on. Evan stood up and moved over next to me. He held out his hand. I took it and stood up. He started for my bedroom, but I said, “No, we need to stay in here. I don’t want the bed to make noise right over mom and dad’s room.” Evan said, “Ok.” He dropped to his knees and opened my shorts. After they dropped around my ankles, he pulled down my green Jockey briefs. Then he stared, almost mesmerized, at my cock. He licked his lips before taking me into his mouth. He began bobbing on my cock, trying to take my whole shaft down his throat without success, but he’d improved since the last time. I wondered where he had been practicing, and with whom. Then I said, “I thought we were going to do each other, not that I mind.” He continued to suck my cock for about another minute, then pulled off me before saying, “Why don’t you lay down and I’ll climb over you.” I figured why not and laid down on the carpet on my back. Evan climbed over me and we were soon sucking each other’s cocks. Evan was flooding my mouth with his pre. We were going at it for a while when I suddenly felt Evan’s cock swell, then pulse as he began skeeting in my mouth. Evan was now moaning loudly on my cock as he filled my mouth with his seed. No sooner than the last of his seed dribbled out, he pulled his mouth from my cock. Before I knew what was happening, he flipped around while still holding my cock, then crouched down until his pucker rested on the tip of my cock. I said, “I thought we were just going to do oral.” Evan said, “I just… I’ll be quiet. I just want to feel your dick in me again.” That quickly, he was halfway down my shaft. His breath hitched, then he let out a long sigh as he dropped down until he was seated on me. He began moving up and down. His mouth was open as he seemed to stare at nothing in particular. Then he began muttering, “Yeah. Needed this dick, this big dick, inside me. Fuck. Fuck yes.” His eyes were now looking down at me, “Fuck me, Ron. I need you to fuck me.” I began lifting my hips up as he came down. Shit! I hoped we weren’t going to wake mom. Evan had boned again and his cock was bouncing on my abs, leaving smears of pre each time it slapped down. I was getting close and then it dawned on me that I wasn’t wearing a condom. Fuck. I said, “I’m not wearing a condom. You need to pull off before I skeet.” Ron kept moving up and down, then said, “It’s ok. I want you to breed me, Ron.” It was too late. Ron wasn’t pulling off of me and I was too close. I began skeeting inside him as he continued to bounce up and down. Then a rope of cum hit my chin as Evan’s anal muscles spasmed around my cock, milking it. Another rope of cum landed on my chest as Evan was cumming untouched. Evan said, “Fuck yes. Fucking fire” almost too loudly. When he finally stopped bouncing on my cock, I had cum all over my chest and abs as well as some on my chin. I could feel it puddling in the hollow of my neck. Evan then slowly got up and off my slowly withering cock. He had a satisfied look on his face. As he slowly got dressed, Evan said, “Tell Tony I said hello when he comes home.” I said, “I will.” Then he asked, “Playin’ ball tomorrow?” I said, “Probably.” Then he started to leave. I said, “Hold on a sec. I’ll walk you down. Gonna get a shower.” After letting Evan out, I got in the shower. No matter how hard I scrubbed, I knew it wouldn’t wash away the shame I was feeling. Fuck, had he planned that? I hadn’t worn a condom.
Evan’s Perspective
I was glad when I found out Tony wasn’t there. Ron and I could mess around a little by ourselves, like back in the day, before Tony was around a lot again. It wasn’t too hard to convince Ron, though he insisted we only do oral. Fuck, when I pulled those briefs down and saw that dick once more, my mouth watered. Yeah, I mean it’s just the two of us bros messing around though, nothing gay about that. After sucking on that dick for a while, I wanted to have it inside me again, so badly, that I immediately began skeeting in Ron’s mouth. Fuck, I must have shot a gallon. I knew, in that moment, I had to have him inside me. I quickly swung around and positioned myself. Ron protested a little, but I was already in the process of taking him inside me. Ron’s dick does more for me than either Kevin’s or Scott’s ever could. Fuck, that sounded so gay inside my head. I mean it’s just bros fucking around, right? Anyway, I hope Ron isn’t pissed about it. He did complain about not wearing a condom. Why? We never needed one before. Fuck, after that, I know I’m going to sleep well tonight.
Tony’s Perspective
After ending the call with Ron, I told Jordan that I had gotten the green light from Ron. His face lit up like the beacon from a lighthouse. I brought him back to earth a little by letting him know this might be just a one-time thing and that I already had a boyfriend. I think he understood. I asked him, “So, did you enjoy kissing me?” Jordan replied, “A lot. Could we do it again? I promise, I won’t grab your crotch this time.” I replied, "Sure, we can do more kissing, but it’s ok if you want to handle my junk, since Ron gave the ok, but we’re not moving past third base.” Jordan gave me a strange look and asked, “What’s third base?” I smiled, “Well, according to Ron, first base is kissing and groping like you tried to do with me. Second base is when we stroke each other’s cocks, you know, hand jobs. Third base would be sucking each other’s cocks.” Jordan’s eyes opened wide as he said, “Wait! You said we’re not going past third base. Does that mean we’re going to suck each other’s cocks?” I smiled, “Not if you don’t want to.” Jordan asked, “What does it feel like?” I asked, “Do you mean getting your cock sucked or sucking one?” Jordan replied, “Both. I’ve never done either but always wanted to try both.” I smiled and Jordan said, “I’ve missed seeing that smile, but now it’s even better because you’ve gotten even cuter. I didn’t think that would have been possible back then. Can we kiss some more?” I felt my ears getting warm as I nodded. Our lips met once more and my tongue ran across Jordan’s teeth, trying to enter. Jordan opened his mouth and allowed me access. Jordan’s eyes opened wide at the feel of my tongue and began doing the same. He was instantly hard. Then he felt my hand on his crotch, grabbing his stiff bone through his shorts. He moaned against my lips, then quickly moved away. I asked, “What’s wrong?” Jordan said, “Nothing, except I think I was about to cum.” I smiled and said, “Ok. I guess since we already arrived at first base, maybe we should move to second. What do you think?” Jordan smiled nervously and said, “I’d like that, but I might embarrass myself.” I asked, “What do you mean by that?” Jordan said, “Like just now, I almost skeeted from you just grabbing my cock through my shorts.” I smiled sheepishly and said, “I would have taken it as a complement, Jordan. How about we start taking turns undressing each other.” Jordan said, “Ok”, then I pulled Jordan’s T-shirt up. Jordan raised his arms and allowed me to remove his T, then I raised my arms and allowed Jordan to remove my T-shirt. After that, we removed each other’s sandals. Neither of us were wearing socks. I then dropped down in a crouch and grinned when I saw that Jordan had a wet spot clear through his shorts. I opened the shorts and pulled them down to Jordan’s ankles, then Jordan stepped out of them. I then stood up, smiling, and waited for Jordan to remove my shorts. His red Calvin Klein boxer brief had a huge wet spot where the head of his stiff cock was trying to burst free. I guessed his cock was about the same size as mine, about six and a half inches. He dropped to his knees and stared at the bulge in my shorts for a few seconds before opening my shorts and pulling them down, revealing my dark blue 2Xist briefs. Yeah, I was boned too, and Jordan just kept staring at it which made me smile. I put my fingers under his chin to get him to look up at me, then said, “It’s my turn.” Jordan stood, then said, “Would it be ok if we went to my bedroom?” I said, “Sure. Lead the way.” He led the way as I watched his sweet ass the whole way there, thinking Ron and Bobby were right. We entered his bedroom and Jordan walked to the side of his bed before turning to face me. He was blushing. I smiled before leaning in for another kiss. This time, Jordan surprised me by wrapping his arms around me and pulling our bodies together. I instantly felt my briefs getting damp from his wet spot. It made my cock twitch. Jordan suddenly groaned against my mouth, and I felt his cock throbbing and my briefs getting wet. He pushed away and said, “I’m so sorry.” His briefs were soaked with cum. Mine too, but not nearly as much as his. He looked like he was about to cry. I wondered what Ron would do in this situation. Then I put my hand on his cheek and said, “Jordan, it’s ok. Don’t be embarrassed by it. Like I said, I’ll take it as a complement.” Jordan looked at the front of my briefs and said, “But I got cum on your briefs!” I smiled, “They’ll dry, and it will wash out.” Jordan said, “I have a small washing machine, but they’ll have to hang up to dry. Take them off and I’ll throw them in quick.” I said, “No, we have to finish what we started, and it’s my turn.” Jordan looked terrified, “But my underwear is soaked with my skeet!” I smiled, “It won’t be the first time I’ve gotten someone’s cum on my fingers.” I then dropped to my knees and was amazed at how soaked his boxer briefs were. I smiled at him, then took the waistband of his briefs in my fingers and slowly pulled them down. I had him step out of them being careful not to get cum on his feet. I set them down on the floor off of the rug, then turned back to his cum-soaked crotch. He was watching me as I reached up and cupped his wet ball sack. I then lifted his still stiff cock up and licked his balls off. Jordan jumped and said, “Holy shit!” I smiled up at him when I was done cleaning his balls, but they weren’t near as cum-soaked as his cock, especially near the head. His dark pubes were soaked as well. I gave him a smirk before taking his cock in my mouth and cleaning it off. He again jumped and put his hands on my shoulders like he needed support. After cleaning the cum from his cock and pubes, I stood back up and kissed him once more. His eyes opened wide as he tasted his own cum, then he seemed to relax into the kiss as our stiff cocks dueled with only my briefs in between. When we broke the kiss, Jordan smiled at me, then said, “My turn” before dropping to his knees. Then he said, “They’re even wetter now. I’m sorry.” I said, “Don’t be. I’m leaking a bit myself.” He smiled up at me, then took the waistband of my briefs in his fingers and slid them down my legs. After I stepped out of them, Jordan reached and took my stiff cock in his right hand and gave it a squeeze before saying, “It feels different touching your cock. It seems warmer than my own.” Then he licked the head, collecting the drop of pre at the tip. He smiled, then put his mouth over the tip. Suddenly, he let out a moan. I felt the vibration through my cock. Then he began sliding his lips back and forth, taking about half of my shaft. Each time, he was taking more until he suddenly went too far and began coughing. He pulled back, still coughing with a string of saliva hanging from his mouth and tears in his eyes. I asked him, “Are you ok?” He got his coughing under control, looked up at me with a grin and said, “Yeah, sorry. I took too much. Am I doing ok?” I smiled down at him and said, “You’re doing fine. Why don’t we both climb up on the bed, and we can suck each other’s cock.” He immediately got up. I said, “Lie down on your back and I’ll climb over you.” He did as I asked. Then I asked him, “So, what do you think? Are you enjoying it?” His grin covered his face before replying, “Very much. I love the taste of your cock, and your lips felt really great on my cock and when kissing. I even enjoyed the taste of my own skeet on your lips.” I smiled, then climbed over him. He immediately took my cock back in his mouth. I moved down and took his into my mouth again and began sucking his cock while playing with his balls. I even teased his perineum with my middle finger a few times eliciting a moan of approval from him and causing him to spread his legs. The final time I did it, he pulled off my cock and said, “I’m about to skeet!” I stayed on his cock and was instantly rewarded with rope after rope of his cum filling my mouth. He began apologizing as he continued filling my mouth. Once he finished, I pulled my mouth from his cock, cleaning the shaft of any remnants of cum, then flipped around and leaned down. We kissed and he was surprised when I snowballed his cum into his mouth. Soon, our tongues danced in his cum until there was no more. When we broke the kiss, he grinned and said, “Fuck, I am so hooked! Can I suck you some more?” I smiled, “Sure. I’ll warn you before I cum.” He said, “If you want, but I’d like a taste of yours too.” I laid back and he climbed between my legs, then went to work. He was obviously new at this, but what he lacked in experience, he made up for in enthusiasm. When I knew I was close, I warned him, “Jordan, I’m close.” He actually sped up and applied more suction. He jumped slightly as the first rope of my cum hit the roof of his mouth but then continued as I filled his mouth. When I finished, he pulled off and gave me a smile, then I saw his throat move. He swallowed. I pulled him in for a kiss, tasting my own cum on his lips, but there was nothing to snowball. When we broke the kiss, I said, “You swallowed it.” He grinned and said, “Yeah. I didn’t plan to. It was just a reflex, but I loved it. It was better than my own, and it tingled my tongue. That was weird, but I liked it. Thank you so much for being my first, Tony. I understand that you have a boyfriend and this may be the only time we do this, but I’ll never forget it.” We laid side by side on his bed in silence for a while, then I asked him, “So, on that camping trip, did you end up playing strip poker?” He grinned and said, “Yeah, we did, and I was boned, but so were two of the others. The only one who wasn’t was Brian, the guy who suggested playing it, so I wasn’t embarrassed about it.” Then he said, “Why don’t I put our underwear in the washer. It will take time to dry though, so, if you want to stay the night, you’re welcome. I won’t expect us to do anything, just sleep.” I said, “Let me give Ron a call. I’ll let you know after.”
Ron’s Perspective
I was lying in bed, unable to sleep. I kept replaying in my head about what happened with Evan. It was supposed to be just oral, but Evan was suddenly sitting on my cock. I wasn’t wearing a condom. I know we hadn’t worn any before but that was before Tony and I became boyfriends. I feel like I betrayed him. Suddenly, I was startled by Tony’s ringtone on my phone. I said, “Tony, what’s up?” Tony said, “Sorry to wake you, but I want to ask you something.” I replied, “I wasn’t sleeping.” Tony asked, “Is Evan still there?” I replied, "No, but we need to talk when you come home.” Tony said, "Is something wrong? Your tone sounded like it. Did I do or say anything to upset you?” I replied, “No, Tony, but let’s wait until we’re face to face to talk about it. It’s nothing you’ve done. So, you wanted to ask me something.” Tony said, “Yes. Jordan is putting our underwear in his washing machine, but he has no dryer, so he has to hang them up to dry. That will take several hours, so Jordan offered to let me sleep here tonight. What do you think?” I asked, “Why is Jordan washing your underwear? What happened to them?” Tony whispered, “Don’t laugh, but we were kissing while in our underwear and I gave him some tongue and he pulled me in close, grinding our cocks together. Then he suddenly groaned against my lips, and I felt his cock pulsing and wet warmth through my briefs…” I couldn’t help it. I burst out laughing. Tony whispered into the phone, “I told you not to laugh. Don’t let him know I told you about it.” I got myself back together and said, “Ok, but that is so cute.” Tony snickered, “I know, right. Anyway, that’s why he’s washing them.” I asked, “Was that as far as you got?” Tony said, “No, we sixty-nined after that. He got to taste his own cum and mine. He says he’s hooked. I told him it would probably be just this one time though, with me.” I said, “He sounds adorable. Does his ass look as good in the flesh as it did in those jeans he was wearing the other day?” Tony said, “Even better. You and Bobby were right. He is adorable but I have you.” I said, Yeah, and I have you if I can keep you.” Tony asked, “What do you mean by that?” I said, “Like I said, we’ll talk when I see you. Have a good night, Tony.”
Tony’s Perspective
We ended the call and it seemed there was sadness in Ron’s voice. Did something happen between Ron and Evan? I guess I’ll find out tomorrow. Jordan emerged from the bathroom where his small washing machine was, “They should be done in about half an hour, then I’ll hang them in the shower. Shit! We should have showered before I started the washer.” I smiled and said, “It’s ok. I think we cleaned each other up pretty well with our tongues. Jordan laughed, then a strange look passed over his face before the smile returned. Then Jordan said, “I’m out of beer. Want another mixed drink while we wait?” I said, “Sure, but I’m going to watch to make sure it’s not too strong.” He grinned, “Fine.” As we sipped our drinks while waiting for the washer, we watched some TikTok on his tablet. When the washer was done, Jordan hung our underwear up in the shower and even though I said I’d sleep on the couch, Jordan insisted I sleep in his bed. He offered to sleep on the couch, but I wasn’t going to allow that. It’s his bed. So, we crawled into his bed, and I drifted off to sleep almost immediately, though the last thing on my mind was, what did Ron want to talk to me about?
Jordan’s Perspective
Fuck! What a night. My fantasy actually happened. I got to suck my first cock and had my own cock sucked, and it was with Tony! As he put it, we got to third base! Well, I did embarrass myself along the way, but Tony didn’t seem to mind. Fuck, when I felt his cock throb against mine, I just lost it. I think I was on the verge of crying when Tony took my cheek in his hand. I melted into his touch. He’s as kind and funny as he was when we were kids. It’s too bad he already has a boyfriend, but at least I had this one fire night with him. He’s sleeping now. He looks like an angel. I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed my phone and took a few pics of my fantasy come true. I’ll always remember this night, Tony. Thank you.
TBC
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