Ron’s Perspective
We stripped down to our briefs and climbed into my bed. I wasn’t surprised when Evan turned his back to me and pressed back into me. His back was pressed against my chest and my semi was pressed between his butt cheeks with just the fabric of our briefs separating skin on skin contact. It didn’t take long before my cock was hard as steel. I wasn’t sure what to do with my left arm since he was pressed back against me. It wasn’t comfortable laying against my side and would probably be less comfortable if I let it fall behind my back. I wondered what he’d do if I draped it over him, after all, he’s the one who pushed back against me. I decided to find out and put my arm over his. His reaction was to move his left arm out from under mine resulting in my arm being draped over his side, much more comfortable. Several minutes passed and I had begun to drift off to sleep when Evan’s left arm moved down, pushing my left arm further down until it reached his crotch and very stiff cock under his briefs. I had thought he had fallen asleep, but it was clear that at least some of him was awake. Did he want me to? Fuck it! I enclosed my hand around his stiff cock through his briefs. I could only grab the top half of it since his thighs were in the way, as his legs were partially pulled up in a fetal position. I nuzzled my nose into his neck as I slowly stroked his cock. He pushed his butt back into me tighter and we just lingered there. I stopped stroking him and just held his cock, then drifted off to sleep.
I woke up suddenly. I wasn’t sure what time it was, but Evan no longer had his back against me. In fact, he was facing me with his shins on my thighs like he was forcing me to slide down toward the foot of the bed. I realized what he was doing and decided to play along. I gradually shifted downward pretending I was still asleep. As I moved down, Evan was slowly straightening out, just keeping contact with my thighs with his knees to keep pushing me downward toward the foot of the bed until I was under the covers and could smell the muskiness from his crotch. I was now bent at my knees in an El and Evan straightened his legs. Suddenly, the head of his cock pushed against my cheek. It was wet with pre and it smeared across my cheek. I stayed still as if I was still asleep. The head of his cock shifted. It moved as if it was searching for something, HE was searching for something. Then it swiped across my lips. I tasted his pre. He found his target and continued to move the tip of his cock back and forth across my lips. He kept pushing it forward also, trying to get me to open my mouth. I opened my mouth just a little to encourage him but not let him know I was awake. His pre tasted really good. He kept wiping the head of his cock across my lips, so I continued to slowly open my mouth. Soon, the head of his cock entered my mouth, and I heard him gasp. I also tasted a flood of more pre. Seconds later, he pushed more of his cock into my mouth, and I held my tongue over my bottom teeth. He began to fuck my mouth. My own cock was straining at the fabric of my briefs, and I felt the wetness of my own pre as it soaked the fabric. Evan was breathing heavily as he continued to fuck my mouth. Then it happened. He pushed in too far and I began choking. He froze as I choked. As my choking subsided, I knew that he was aware that I was now awake. I groaned out, “What the fuck!” from under the covers. He remained silent. ‘What to do? What to do?’ He pushed his cock to my lips and held it there, I guess to see what I’d do. I reached up and grabbed his cock at the base and then realized he was naked. He must have shed his briefs. I decided to go for it and took his cock into my mouth and began sucking it. Evan whispered, “Fuck yeah.” Not long after that, Evan’s breathing became raged and then his cock stiffened even more before it began pumping his seed into my mouth. I don’t think I’ll ever get over the feeling of the tingling sensation on my tongue as the cum splashes onto it. His cum has a salty and slightly bitter taste, but I like it. He soon finishes skeeting and withdraws his cock from my mouth. I keep my lips tightly around it as he does so I get every drop of his cum. Nothing is said, and he just rolls over putting his back to me. I move back up to my pillow and go back to sleep wondering what he’s thinking.
I’m awakened again. It’s still dark. I realize my briefs are pulled down below my balls. I also feel warm breath against my cock. I remain silent, waiting to see what Evan is going to do as he’s obviously under the covers with his face at my crotch. I am already semi as his warm breath continues to tickle my young pubes. Then a swipe of his tongue across the head of my cock. It now stiffens up completely. Another lick from the base of my cock to the tip. My breath hitched and then he took me into his mouth. He knew I was now awake, so he pulled my briefs off completely with a little help from me. Then his mouth and tongue worked their magic. I tried to stay quiet, but every now and then a moan of pleasure escaped. I soon felt that awesome buildup before release and before long the waves of bliss as I pumped my baby makers into his warm, wet mouth. I grunted involuntarily with each spasm. I hadn’t even realized I had grabbed his head until the last few drops trickled out of my spent cock. I released his head, a little embarrassed that I’d grabbed it. His mouth remained on my cock though, for a while. I could actually feel him trying to suck out more of my skeet. Then he pulled his mouth from my cock, moved back up to his pillow and once again turned his back to me. This time though, he pushed his butt back into my crotch where it seemed to have found a home. When we woke up the next morning, we both acted like nothing had occurred during the night. Everything was back to normal, though for me, it was a new normal, something not to be spoken of but to look forward to the next time. I licked my lips and smiled. The taste was still there. Evan stayed over every weekend after that, and we never talked about what occurred each night once we woke the next morning.
Evan’s Perspective
We crawled into bed for the night, stripping down to our briefs as had been the norm since we were kids. I pushed my ass back into his crotch. I wanted to see if his dick would get hard. I really liked the feel of his hard dick between my ass cheeks. I wondered how it would feel inside me and if that would ever happen. His dick was steely hard in no time. It felt so nice. His chest against my back felt lit as all fuck too. I guess he had nowhere to put his left arm, so he wrapped it across my own. It felt nice but at the same time it freaked me out some. It didn’t make me feel, well, masculine. After all, I’m a guy. I guess to prove that I moved my arm up so his arm fell around my side, then I slowly nudged his arm down until his hand was in my crotch. ‘Yeah, feel my hard dick, Ron. I know you want to play with it.’ He did! He took what he could grab and began stroking my dick through my briefs. Too bad we hadn’t removed them before climbing into bed. I pushed back harder into his stiff dick and humped against it for a bit, but we soon stopped and I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up an hour or so later, still pushed back into Ron. I was hard as all fuck. Then I got an idea. I moved away from Ron and slid out of my underwear. Then I turned to face Ron. He still had his legs slightly bent since he was kind of spooning me earlier. I used my legs to prod him to move lower. It was slow, but it started working. It seemed like forever, but I got him down under the sheets and I moved up, so my dick was right at his head. My dick was already leaking pre. I moved forward and my dick found Ron’s cheek. I’m sure I left a snail trail of pre. I slowly pushed it to Ron’s lips. His mouth was closed so I moved the head of my dick back and forth across his lips. I was leaking a lot of pre just thinking about what I was doing, so he was getting quite the lip balm, hehe. So much for chapstick. He eventually started to open his mouth, and I was finally able to get the head of my dick in his mouth. Once I did, I waited. I was trying to tell if he had awakened, but mostly I waited because I was already about to skeet from thinking about coating his lips in my pre. When Ron didn’t stir, I pushed my dick further into his mouth. When Ron still didn’t stir, I began slowly pumping my dick back and forth in his mouth. It felt so fire. I started getting into it but then pushed in too far and Ron started choking, which obviously woke him up. I froze. I wasn’t sure what would happen next. I heard him say ‘what the fuck!’ and figured he’d be angry. When nothing happened, I pushed my hips forward to his lips and waited to see what he would do. Suddenly, he grabbed my dick and then put his mouth over it and began sucking my dick. I thought to myself, ‘fuck yeah’ but then realized I had said it out loud. Not long after that, I was pumping my load into Ron’s mouth. He seemed to be eagerly taking it and swallowing it. He even kept his lips wrapped tightly around my dick after I had finished. I guess he wanted every drop, haha. After that, I rolled back onto my other side. Neither of us said a word. I was hoping he’d move back up and wedge his dick back between my cheeks. He did move back up but went back to sleep. I lay there thinking about what had just happened and felt a little guilty. I thought he liked having his hard dick wedged between my ass cheeks. He had sucked me off and afterward I just rolled over. I decided I would return the favor. The macho side of me rationalized I was returning the favor but deep down I knew that I really wanted to suck Ron’s dick. I loved his pre and his skeet tasted like a slightly salty buttermilk. I rolled over and then scooted down under the sheets. Ron was still wearing underwear, and I tried carefully pulling them down but could only get them down just under his ball sack. Good enough. I began inhaling his muskiness, breathing in deeply and then exhaling. My dick was twitching from just the scent of him. Then I flicked my tongue out and licked the head of his dick. His dick hardened and I gave it another lick, this time from base to tip. I heard Ron gasp and knew he was awake, but I was all in now. I grabbed his underwear to pull them the rest of the way off. Ron actually helped me. Then I took him into my mouth and went to town. Every now and then, I’d hear Ron moan above me, but I knew he was trying to hold back, the bastard. Even if I must say so myself, I’ve gotten pretty good at this and even if Ron was holding his moans of pleasure back, the rest of his body was letting me know I was doing a pretty good job. I was being rewarded by a flood of his pre into my mouth, so delicious. Then, all too soon, he grabbed my head and began filling my mouth with his skeet. Don’t get me wrong, I love his skeet, but I was really getting into this. Once the last of it dribbled into my mouth, he let go of my head. I continued sucking on it like a baby on its mother’s teat, wanting to get every last drop. I then reluctantly pulled off, savoring the flavor of him. I moved back up to my pillow and rolled back over, then pushed my ass back against his now naked and still semi-hard dick. He put his arm around me again. I smiled and soon drifted asleep.
Ron’s Perspective
Fishing season had opened, and Evan and I planned to go that Friday evening. One of our favorite spots was at a dam. I borrowed my dad’s pickup. He never drove it anymore, instead he always drove his company vehicle, so he didn’t have to pay for the gas. The spot had areas where you could park off the road, but you had to get there before it filled up and you then would have to park along the road. We were too late and had to park along the road. I didn’t care. Once nightfall came, a few of the people began leaving. That’s when Evan suggested I move the pickup into one of the off the road spots. I was about to say it was fine where it was when I got a bite on my line. I grabbed my rod and Evan asked, “Mind if I move the truck?” I was too busy with my rod and just said, “Fine, go ahead.” Evan grabbed my keys and moved the truck while I fought with the fish. By the time he returned, I was already releasing the fish back into the water. It was just under the limit. We continued fishing for a while, but it seemed we weren’t getting any hits on our lines any longer. There were still several others fishing at different spots, but no one seemed to be catching anything. It was past midnight when Evan asked, “Ready to wrap it up?” I replied, “sure” and began reeling my line in. Evan did the same and we were soon putting our tackle and rods into the bed of the truck. We went back to wash our hands off in the flowing water before returning to the truck. After climbing into the truck, I felt for my keys, then realized Evan must still have them. I asked him, “Where’s my keys?” At first Evan didn’t reply, then he reached over the console and said right here, before grabbing my cock through my jeans. It surprised me at first and then I found myself looking around in a panic, afraid someone could see us. Evan said, “Relax, that’s why I moved the truck. No one can see us unless they walk up to the truck and nobody’s going to do that.” I realized he was probably right, and I was already so hard that it hurt. Evan then pulled my zipper down and said, “Why don’t you take those off.” I wiggled out of my jeans after removing my shoes. Evan did the same, but he was removing his briefs also. I removed my briefs too and then sat back down. He reached back over the console and began stroking my stiff shaft. I reached over and began stroking him also. After several minutes, Evan released my cock and pushed my hand off of his. I wondered what he was up to. He told me to move my seat back, so I did. He turned toward me and got on the seat on his knees, leaned over the console, grabbed my cock and then leaned down and put his mouth over it. I gasped, “Oh, fuck!” There was no pretending to be asleep now. Evan was sucking my cock. Fucking fire! I put my hand on the back of his head as he bobbed up and down on my cock, “Fuck yeah, that feels good.” After several minutes, I pulled him off my cock and said, “It’s my turn.” He sat back down, and I got on my knees, glanced around nervously and then leaned over the console and took his leaking cock in my mouth. I was a little nervous but also excited doing this because if anyone could see through the windshield, they would be able to see my bare butt. His pre was flooding my mouth and I was anticipating that at any moment Evan would be filling my mouth with warm, creamy skeet. But then I felt him pulling me off his cock. I looked at him questioningly. Evan said, “Let’s get in the back seat” as he began pulling off his jacket and shirt. I did the same, assuming we were going to sixty-nine. Evan crawled over the seat into the back. I followed, only once there, I realized Evan had laid on his side across the seat, facing the back of the seat. Obviously, I was dismayed, disappointed even. I figured, ‘what the hell, it feels good sliding my cock between his butt cheeks and maybe we’ll suck each other off afterward. I slid behind him and began sliding my cock between his firm butt cheeks. My cock began leaking pre, lubing up both his butt cheeks and my cock. Evan began moving his hips making it feel so much hotter. I wasn’t sure how long I would last. Then it happened. I or Evan or both had moved too far. My cock was suddenly wedged in his taint, just under his ball sack. I froze. Where my cock ended up wasn’t the problem. In its movement to get there, the slick head of my cock had swiped across Evan’s pucker. As that shock faded, I repositioned myself and resumed humping Evan’s butt. The overtravel happened several more times, and each time brought a gasp from both of us. Then the inevitable occurred, the overtravel didn’t go as far as before. The head of my cock was firmly planted against Evan’s pucker. We both froze. I’m not sure if it was the pressure of my cock, the pre, or the relaxing of his hole, but part of the head of my cock pressed into his pucker. Neither of us said anything. I could feel the heat of him on the head of my cock. I pushed a little bit harder, and the head of my cock popped inside. Evan gasped and his hand came back to my thigh to keep me from entering him further. I remained there, waiting for him to tell me to stop. He didn’t. Instead, after what seemed like hours but was only about a minute, Evan pushed back, taking another inch of my cock inside his warm, tight hole, then stopped. I waited for another minute, and when he hadn’t moved, I noticed he no longer had his hand pressed hard against my thigh. His hand was still there but it was more like it was there to stop me when needed. I pushed in a little further. Evan groaned a little, but his hand didn’t stop me. I continued to inch further inside this forbidden, hot, tight tunnel that now seemed so inviting. My final push found my pubes tightly up against Evan’s firm buns. It felt like I belonged there, finally arriving at a place that I didn’t know I wanted to be, Evan’s hot, tight moist, love chute. Evan moved his hips a little, snapping me out of my blissful state. I tugged outward then pushed back inside. I could tell Evan was trying to remain quiet, but every once in a while, I heard him moan, not from pain, but pleasure. He wanted this and I wasn’t going to disappoint. I got into a rhythm, fucking Evan in smooth, long strokes. This felt so fire. Why had I waited so long to try this. The sound of me colliding with his firm buns was loud inside the truck, but my mind was on this, fucking Evan, taking his cherry. Did I just think that? Does a guy even have a cherry? I laughed at the goofy thought and continued my fuck. Evan was grunting with each of my inward thrusts. Then he suddenly cried out, “Ohhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhnnn! Ohhh fuuuck!” The walls of his rectum were clamping down on my cock in waves, sending me over the edge. I thought about pulling out but it was too late as I saw stars while I skeeted harder than I ever have before. In the back of my mind, I worried that I may be hurting Evan with the power I seemed to be shooting. I held onto Evan for dear life. I had never had such a powerful orgasm. When it finally was over, I felt a little guilty I’d not even touched Evan’s cock the whole time I was fucking him. I reached around him for his cock and felt, wet. I pulled my hand back and found cum. He had cum while I fucked him. That explained his anal muscles clamping around my cock. I smiled to myself. He had cum while I fucked him without his cock being touched by either of us. My cock soon softened, and I rolled away from Evan. I handed him my briefs so he could clean up his cum from the seat. We then got dressed, minus my briefs which I stowed away with plans for future use. I started the truck, and we headed home, neither of us saying much. There was definitely tension in the air, but I knew we had gone another step in our exploration.
To be continued
