Ron’s Perspective
Evan and I met after his family moved in across the street from us. He was the same height as me at 5’ 10” and had a similar, slim but toned build. He had dark brown hair while mine was a very light blond. Our first meeting wasn’t a cordial one since an older kid around the corner convinced him to pick a fight with me. I’m not a fighter and will always try to convince someone they are making a mistake. The older kid was there also, so Evan felt pressured into pursuing the fight. It was over in a few seconds after I put him in a headlock with my legs scissoring him so he couldn’t breathe very well. I didn’t want to hit him, and his first punch was blocked. We became friends after that and the older kid, Brian, decided to steer clear of me after that. He started hanging out with me from then on along with several other kids in the neighborhood. On rainy days, we would mostly hang out at my house and play games, cards or throw darts. On one of these days, my parents were away, and we were about to play cards and were deciding what to play. Evan suggested strip poker. There was a little dissent, but overall, most of the kids wanted to do it, if for nothing more than the fact that it was taboo. It was mostly all in fun, but a few of us were sporting stiffies by the end, including Evan and me. This turned out to be the go-to game whenever my parents were away, and the other guys began referring to me as the big banana since I had the biggest cock, and it had a slight curve to it. Anyway, that is the leadup to what follows.
I had recently moved up into the two rooms we had on the third floor. My older sister had occupied them previously, but she had married and moved out. It was about six months before graduation. I was in my bedroom when Evan came up. My bedroom was in the front part of the house. The back room I used for a living/game room for my friends. I was sitting on my bed when he entered. I noticed he had grabbed the deck of cards off the table in the other room and wondered what he had in mind. He asked, “Want to play some cards?” I was bored and thought his visit was a break from it and replied, “Sure. What did you have in mind?” He said, “How about some strip poker?” His response surprised me as we had never played strip poker before when it was only the two of us. I shrugged and said, “Ok.” Before we started, I went downstairs to get us each a soda. It went back and forth for the whole game. When we were down to our underwear, it was clear that we were both hard. He lost the next hand and stood up to slide his briefs down. His six to seven inch, cut cock stood straight out from his dark pubic bush. I noticed a clear drop at its tip. He sat back down on the bed a shuffled the cards again. Once again, he dealt himself a losing hand. He handed me the cards and said, “Your deal.” I then assumed we were going to play until I lost my briefs too, which wasn’t how we usually played. I ended up losing that hand and stood up and pushed my briefs down around my ankles. While I did, I noticed that he was shuffling or at least messing with the cards again. It was a little strange since neither one of us had any clothes left on. When I sat down, he said, “If this is an ace or a face card, you have to suck my dick.” Before I could say anything, he turned over the top card. It was an ace of spades. He laughed and said, “Oh shit! You gotta suck my dick.” I laughed and said, “Oh, no. You set that up. Ain’t gonna happen.” He grinned and said, “No, I swear. I had no idea what that card was.” His grin gave his lie away and I guess he realized it when he saw the look I gave him. I picked up the cards and shuffled them, then allowed him to cut the deck. He did. I turned over the top card and it was a jack of hearts. I smiled and said, “I guess you have to suck my cock.” He grinned and said, “Oh, no. You wouldn’t, so why should I?” I replied, “Because you cheated, and I didn’t. I even let you cut the deck.” Evan the said, “Ok. I’ll suck your dick after you suck mine.” By now, I was wondering what it would feel like to have him sucking my cock. I had kissed girls before, but other than that, I was a virgin. There was no way I was going to be the one to go first only to have him back out, so I said, “Why don’t you suck my cock first and then I’ll suck yours?” He laughed and then surprised me when he suggested, “Why don’t we do it at the same time?” At this point I’m thinking ‘am I really about to do this, take another guy’s cock in my mouth’? I bit my lower lip as I thought about it. He asked, “Well, what do you say?” My cock at this point was throbbing with need, “Ok, but who gets to be on top?” We ended up cutting the cards. I lost.
I laid down on the bed on my back. Evan climbed over me. His cock was inches from my mouth with a clear drop of precum at its tip. I was thinking whether I was really going to try this and my cock throbbed at the thought. Obviously, at least one of my heads was looking forward to it. I felt his hand grab ahold of my cock and it throbbed at his touch. It was weird having someone else’s hand holding my stiff cock. I reached up and took his in my hand and thought it felt just as weird, but in a good way. Then it occurred to me that if I put my lips on his cock, he might just jump up, laugh and say, “Haha. You put your mouth on my cock!” I hesitated, then he said, “Ok, go.” I suddenly felt his lips on the head of my cock. It felt so fire. I knew at this point; I had to do it now. I brought my mouth up and at first, just licked at the head of his cock. I tasted that clear drop of liquid at its tip and found I liked the taste. I then took his cock in my mouth. I heard him moan when I did and then he began moving his lips up and down my cock. He wasn’t just going through the motions. He was going at it like he was enjoying it and it felt awesome. I decided to imitate what he was doing. Before long, we were taking each other’s cocks as deep as we dared without choking, though we both did choke a few times. We were going at it for a while when I suddenly felt strange. I wasn’t quite sure what it was because I had never felt it before. Evan suddenly pulled his mouth off my cock and pulled his from my mouth. He climbed off the bed and grabbed his briefs off the floor and began sliding them on. I still had that strange feeling in my gut but it was starting to fade. Just as Evan slid his briefs over his cock, he groaned. I watched as a large wet spot appeared in the front of his brief. Then I noticed his cock throb beneath his briefs and the wet spot became larger. He was cumming! Suddenly that feeling came back over me and just that fast a rope of cum shot from my cock. I cupped my hand over the head of my cock as it continued to shoot wads of cum into the palm of my hand. I was groaning with each shot. Evan was too. When I finally finished cumming, I looked up at Evan, kind of embarrassed. He was staring at me or at my crotch to be more precise. His briefs were completely soaked in the front with his cum. We just looked at each other, not sure what to say or do for a few seconds. I finally got off the bed with somewhat shaky legs and pulled some tissues from the box. As I cleaned myself up, Evan pulled his briefs back off. I handed him some tissues so he could clean himself up. After he did, he pulled on his pants, without the underwear. I said, “If you want, I’ll wash those for you. I’ve been doing most of my own laundry lately anyway.” That was only true when I didn’t want mom to see my dirty sheets after a wet dream or if I accidentally got cum on them when jerking off. Evan said, “Thanks. I’d rather not have to take them home the way they are right now.” He finished dressing and said, “I have to get going. I have homework to do.” I replied, “I already did mine. I’ll see you tomorrow.” After he left, I got curious and picked up his briefs. I brought them up to my nose and inhaled. It smelled similar to my own cum but a little different. My cock began to stir. I was about to put them back down when instead, I opened them and inhaled them once again, then I did the craziest thing. I licked at the wet spot and tasted Evan’s cum. I was now hard as ever. I laid back down on my bed with Evan’s underwear and stroked my cock as I inhaled them, periodically licking the wet spot. I soon shot another load across my abs and chest. I used Evan’s briefs to wipe up my cum.
Evan’s Perspective
I was at home and finishing up my homework. I was thinking about my friend Ron and how I met him. I knew he lived across the street, but I hadn’t really talked to him. I asked my neighbor around the corner who was a year or so older than me, his name was Brian, if he knew him. He said he’d seen him around but didn’t know him. Then he asked me if I thought I could take him in a fight. I guess I just wanted to impress this older dude and said I thought I could. I thought that would be the end of it, but one day I was sitting on my steps out back. Our tiny yard was open and was next to the parking lot of the flooring store next door. Brian saw me and walked over to talk about nothing in particular. We saw Ron walking down the sidewalk and Brian yelled to Ron to wait up. He started walking toward Ron and said, “Come on.” I followed him and when we got to Ron, Brian said, “My boy Evan here says he can kick your ass.” I had no idea Brian was going to say that. Ron replied, “I’m not looking to fight with anyone.” Brian asked him, “What, are you chicken? Afraid he’ll kick your ass?” Ron replied, “Maybe he would but I don’t want to fight with anyone. Why don’t you just let me go to the store and forget about this?” Brian grabbed my shoulder and shoved me toward Ron. I don’t know why I didn’t just walk away. I guess I didn’t want Brian to lose respect for me. I decided to try to end it quickly by punching Ron in the gut. He was faster than I thought. He grabbed my wrist and turned me. Before I knew what was happening, he had me in a headlock and had his legs around me and was squeezing the breath out of me. He asked me, “Had enough?” I could barely breathe but grunted a yes. He let me up. Brian started walking away and said, “See you later, Evan.” Ron and I faced each other, and Ron stuck out his hand and said, “I’m Ron. I guess you’re Evan.” I nodded and shook his hand. I think if I hadn’t underestimated him, I may have beaten him, but we never fought again after that. We talked for a little about where I had moved from, how old I was and stuff. We were about the same age but I was a few months younger. I ended up walking to the store with him. I felt bad that I had tried to punch him. He seemed like a good kid. We ended up becoming good friends.
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Over the years, we played with other kids in the neighborhood. We had a small group of about five or six of us that hung out all the time. When we weren’t outside doing things, we mostly hung out at Ron’s house. His mom was very welcoming. On one of those days, we were thinking of playing cards but couldn’t decide what to play. Ron’s parents weren’t home and someone suggested, it might have been me, that we play strip poker. One of the kids said we shouldn’t but everyone else thought it would be dope. I mean, us guys were pretty much fam anyway. Everyone had a great time, even the kid who said we shouldn’t play was laughing and enjoying it. It was weird, but watching some of my friends take their clothes off caused me to pop a wood. I was embarrassed at first, but then I found out I wasn’t the only one. Three of the seven of us were hard, including Ron. His cock was the biggest one, maybe a half inch or so longer than mine. It had a slight curve to it, and one of the kids referred to it as a big banana. The name stuck and ever since we called it the Big Banana. I don’t know why but I always found myself staring at it. I hoped no one noticed. After that first time, we began playing strip poker almost every time Ron’s parents were away.
Back to the present. I just finished my homework and decided to see what Ron was up to. He had moved upstairs to the third floor after his older sister had married and moved out. It was pretty lit, with two rooms, a bedroom in the front and the other room, a kind of playroom with a small sofa and two cushioned chairs. There was a round table where we could play board games and cards, although when we played strip poker, we used the sofa and chairs so we could see each other. Anyway, I was hoping Ron was alone. His mom let me in and said he was upstairs. I went up and saw he wasn’t in the back room where the stairs led. I saw the deck of cards on the table and picked them up. I had sort of a plan but wasn’t sure if it would happen the way I had it in my head. It also depended on if Ron was by himself.
I was in luck. As I entered his bedroom, I saw Ron sitting on his bed, alone. He looked up at me and saw I had the deck of cards in my hand. I asked him if he wanted to play some cards. He replied, “Sure. What do you want to play?” I got right to the point and suggested strip poker. He seemed to hesitate before saying, “Ok. Let me go grab us a couple of sodas first. Be right back.” When he returned, we started the game. Unlike how it usually goes when there is a group of us and one or two lose quickly, we stayed pretty even and were down to just our underwear. We both were wearing briefs. I had on a red pair of CK’s. Ron had on a pair of bright blue Jockeys. The blue looked nice next to his creamy white skin and matched his blue eyes. It was obvious we were both hard as steel. I noticed a small wet spot in my underwear from a drop of pre. I hoped Ron didn’t take notice. Anyway, I lost the next hand and slid out of my underwear. Ron gave me a puzzled look when I began shuffling the cards again. He was going to get naked too. It took two more hands, but I finally watched him slide out of his briefs. It was hard to concentrate on fake shuffling the cards while keeping the ace of spades on top while he was getting naked in front of me so I could see that beautiful dick of his. Once he sat back down, I told him if I turned over a face card or ace, he had to suck my dick. He laughed and when I turned over the ace he said I had cheated. I denied it, but he knew I was lying. He shuffled and let me cut the deck and I still lost, but I was panicking. What if I did suck his dick and he told someone? I still wanted to but was afraid of being outed. I suggested that he suck my dick, and I would suck his after. He wasn’t going for that. We eventually agreed to suck each other’s dicks at the same time. We drew cards to see who was on top, and I ended up in that position. Once he had laid back on his bed and I climbed over him, I looked down at his dick and felt my mouth watering. I wanted to devour that big banana but was afraid as soon as I put my mouth on it, he’d stop us. Then he’d tell everyone how I had sucked his dick. Deep down I knew Ron would never do that to me. I took his dick in my hand. It felt hot and hard but seemed wrapped in silk. The purple head seemed enormous up close. Then I felt him grab my dick and it sent shivers up my spine. I decided to go for it and put my lips over that beautiful purple head. I felt his tongue lick the tip of my cock and then never looked back. I went to town on that tasty dick. The sweet taste of the pre he was producing was fire. I was so into sucking on Ron’s dope dick that I hadn’t noticed the feeling that was approaching. I was nearing orgasm. Suddenly I thought how Ron might be grossed out if I began cumming in his mouth. I panicked and baled. I pulled my mouth off his dick and pulled mine out of his. He seemed surprised as I picked up my underwear and began putting them on. I knew I had been so close to cumming but never expected this to happen. As I slid my underwear over my cock, it began pulsing and filling the front of my underwear with my heavy cream. There wasn’t anything I could do. I just stood there grunting as I filled my briefs with cum. I stood there in horror as Ron watched it all unfold. The only redeeming part was that a wad of cum shot across the room from Ron’s dick. He tried to cover it with his palm, but he kept cumming anyway, making a mess in his hands. I felt bad for him but it didn’t calm my own feeling of embarrassment. He got up and retrieved some tissues from a box and began cleaning himself up. I knew I couldn’t go home wearing my cum-filled underwear, so I slid them back down. Ron handed me some tissues and I cleaned myself up. I slid on my pants, going commando and then finished getting dressed. I made an excuse that I had homework to do. Truth was I was too embarrassed to look him in the eye. He said if I wanted, he would throw my underwear in the washing machine when he did his laundry. I was happy to accept his offer as I did not want to figure out how to take a pair of cum-filled underwear home with me.
After I got home, I went straight up to my room. I took off my socks and shoes, then stripped off my T-shirt. When I slid off my pants, I dropped onto my bed on my back and began laughing out loud. It was a nervous laugh, at first, then it turned into laughter of joy. I had sucked that dope dick of Ron’s and he had sucked mine. What a fire evening. I was stiff as a board again and stroked myself while I recalled the feel of Ron’s lips on my dick. I thought of the satiny feel of his iron hard dick in my own mouth. I was soon raining cum down on my chest and abs. I even hit my own mouth. I licked it off. I had tasted my own cum before and began to wonder what Ron’s cum tasted like. I wondered what would have happened if I’d held out long enough for him to fill my mouth with his cum. Would he have been disgusted if I had cum in his mouth? I laughed again out loud recalling the expression on his face when he started cumming while watching me fill my own underwear with cum. After cleaning myself up, I crawled into bed and wondered how our next conversation would go. There were too many ways it could go wrong, so I pushed those thoughts out of my head and tried to imagine what it would feel like to have Ron’s dick inside me. Those were the thoughts I took with me to my dreams.
To be continued..
