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Ethan and I sat crosslegged on my bed, playing a video game. I was beating him soundly, so he’d lost interest for the most part. Still, he kept at it even as he said, “I need to get some experience sucking cock before I go off to college.”
I managed to hide my surprise with a snort. By this point, I was used to my friend blurting out whatever was on his mind, but every once in a while, he threw me off balance.
It was hard to believe Ethan used to be so quiet and reserved. Throughout most of our high school years, he mainly kept to himself if he wasn’t spending time with me. Neither of us had been popular, but during our senior year, I became a bit obsessed with working out. As a result, I now had a strong, muscular build I was proud of.
And Ethan? He came out not only to me, but also to his parents and mine, as well as to the handful of other friends he had. It was right after we’d turned eighteen, back in March. Fortunately, everyone was supportive, and seemingly overnight, Ethan’s entire personality changed. He was still often wickedly funny, and he’d do anything to help someone he cared about. But it was obvious he was far more comfortable in his own skin; it was like a huge weight had been lifted off of him. I guessed the secret he’d been keeping for so many years had been a lot to carry.
Glancing over at him now, I noticed he was trying to hide a smile. “You know what else you need?” I said. “A filter. Because you have none at all.”
That made Ethan laugh. “Come on, Justin! I’m just stating a fact when I say I have absolutely no experience giving head.”
“Hope you find someone who can help you out with that,” I muttered.
Forgetting all about the game, Ethan turned to me. “I have someone in mind, actually.”
Desperate to change the subject, I tossed the controller aside. “I guess I win by forfeit.”
“Yep, you win,” Ethan readily agreed. That surprised me a little, because he was normally a lot more competitive. “And the winner,” he went on with a sly grin, “gets a blowjob!”
My mouth dropped open in disbelief. Forcing myself to meet Ethan’s stare, I saw the subtle challenge in his light brown eyes. During the few seconds of silence that stretched between us, I allowed myself to admit that Ethan was goodlooking enough. We used to have similar lanky builds, but while I’d bulked up, he remained slender. More than once, he’d referred to himself as a twink, and I’d had to look up what that meant. The description fit him.
Right now, his blond hair was slightly tousled, and he wore skintight jeans. I was glad my parents were at work and hadn’t seen my friend arrive in that outfit. Running my fingers through my short, dark hair, I succeeded in making it as mussed as Ethan’s while I tried to laugh off what he’d said. “Stop being an asshole.”
“I’m not!” he insisted. “You’re the only person I trust enough to ask.” His stare dropped to my groin. “You could just close your eyes and pretend I’m Misty.”
The mention of my exgirlfriend made me scowl. She and I had broken up just before graduation, when she told me she never meant for our relationship to get serious. Though we’d be attending different universities in the fall, I’d hoped she would be willing to try the whole longdistance thing. It still stung, remembering how she’d so easily said goodbye. Now, we weren’t even friends anymore.
Seeing my expression darken, Ethan rushed on. “Or imagine I’m that hot chick from your job that you want to fuck.”
I struggled not to squirm from my growing discomfort. “Ethan, it’s not like I have much experience getting head. Misty only did it twice.”
“But you enjoyed it, right?”
I enjoyed it so much that I’d come in less than a minute, barely having time to warn Misty to pull off. “Yeah,” I replied with a shrug. “It felt good.”
“So let me make you feel good.” Ethan’s words held a note of pleading. “If you hate it, just tell me to stop. But I’ll feel a lot more confident in my cocksucking skills if I can at least get you hard.”
I didn’t like the way this conversation was making me feel. I was all stirred up inside, and my face had grown hot. Yet I couldn’t resist staring at Ethan’s lips, which were full and slightly glossy with the balm he’d applied earlier. The thought of those lips wrapped around my dick made me both squeamish and undeniably aroused.
I told myself it was because I was horny. While I’d gone out with a couple of girls since my breakup with Misty, we never got past fooling around in my car. One of my dates said she could tell I was still hung up on my exgirlfriend.
Unwilling to acknowledge the way my cock stirred in my shorts, I merely shook my head. “It might make things weird between us.”
Ethan dared to rest his palm on my leg. “All I’m doing,” he said in a coaxing tone, “is offering you a warm, wet mouth. Just pretend I’m someone else.”
I knew he wouldn’t let this go, so I had two choices: I could agree, or I could tell him to get the hell out of my house. And as much as his request frustrated and unsettled me, I didn’t want to hurt him or our friendship.
Narrowing my eyes, I inclined my head toward him. “If you ever breathe a word about this to anyone, I’ll beat the shit out of you.”
Ethan had the nerve to look offended. “When have I ever betrayed your trust, Justin?”
He never had. And that was one of the reasons I unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts, then took out my cock. When fully hard, it was six and a half inches long, but right now, it was mostly flaccid. That didn’t stop Ethan from gazing upon it as if it were some wonder of nature. Briefly, his hand strayed to his crotch so he could adjust himself through his jeans.
Without speaking, I leaned back against the bed’s headboard. Ethan knelt at my side, licking his lips as he continued admiring my dick.
“Ethan,” I said firmly, “get on with it.”
Quickly nodding, he leaned forward so that his face was just inches from my cock. The moment he took it in his hand, I drew in a sharp breath. Part of me still couldn’t believe I was allowing him to do this.
But damn, the way he gently stroked me felt good! His warm breath wafted over my skin, and I caught a glimpse of his eager tongue between his lips. It embarrassed me, the way I got hard so quickly. Ethan’s eyes were bright as he made himself intimately familiar with my growing erection. His fingertips grazed my trimmed pubes, and then my smooth sac.
“Come on, use your mouth,” I demanded, sounding more brusque than I’d intended.
My friend seemed to like me giving orders, for he readily slid his tongue along my entire length. I fought to suppress a shiver at the sensation. Meanwhile, he moaned with obvious pleasure while getting my cock good and wet with his spit. When he swirled his tongue over my tip, my dick pulsed in his grasp.
Ethan looked up at me, pretending not to realize how turned on I was. “Is that okay?”
“Yeah, that’s good,” I grudgingly admitted.
He flashed a smile before taking my cockhead in his mouth. The moan I released in response sounded way too loud, but it was as if I couldn’t keep quiet. Ethan sucked and stroked me, and I gasped at the feel of his tongue probing my slit. Misty had never done that!
Gazing down at Ethan as though he were a stranger, I watched him nuzzle my shaft and then move toward my balls. “I love the way you smell,” he whispered. Cradling my nuts in his palm, he rolled them gently before drawing one into his mouth.
“Holy shit!” I cried out. Again, I felt flooded with shame when my cock started weeping precum. “Ethan!” I wanted to tell him to stop, and I wanted to beg for more. Not trusting myself to speak, I said nothing at all.
He moved back to my dick, his tongue enthusiastic in gathering up my precum. “Fuck yeah, that’s good!” he murmured. “Salty, but also a little sweet.” His fervent licking only caused me to produce more.
I’d broken into a sweat, and seeing how I was only getting hotter, I rushed to pull off my Tshirt. Ethan lifted his head to blatantly stare at my torso. “Thanks for the eye candy,” he said with a wink.
Secretly flattered, I couldn’t help but laugh. “Alright, enough gawking. Get busy sucking my dick.”
Again wrapping his lips around my cock, Ethan groaned in satisfaction. The sight of his mouth traveling farther down my shaft made me start breathing fast. When my tip popped into his throat, I let out a whimper. Ethan held me there for a few blissful seconds before his gag reflex kicked in and he had to pull off. Still stroking my dick, he drew in a lungful of air.
“You don’t have to swallow it,” I joked.
He didn’t even crack a smile. “But I want to,” he replied, then took me deep once more.
This time, I felt his throat muscles tighten all around me. “That’s gonna make me come!” I said, my voice strained. “Ethan, I’m really close!”
Instead of using his hand to finish me off, the way Misty had in the past, Ethan bobbed his head up and down while sucking my dick with everything he had. My soft cries sounded pathetic to my own ears, but oh fuck, I was about to come in my friend’s mouth! And I wanted to, more than anything.
Though I tried to close my eyes, I found I couldn’t look away from Ethan taking almost my entire dick, over and over again. The act seemed effortless to him now. He didn’t stop when I gasped, unable to hold back a moment longer. As I finally let go with a helpless groan, he worked to swallow my load.
The intensity of that orgasm made me shudder. Even after it subsided, Ethan licked my skin, gathering up the cum that had managed to escape his lips. Now that he’d had my cock, he couldn’t seem to get enough of it. Suckling on my exquisitely sensitive tip, he sent yet another tremor through me.
By the time he let my cock slip free of his mouth, postnut clarity had fully descended upon my mind. How could I have allowed this to happen? I repeatedly asked myself.
Ethan didn’t appear to notice my growing distress. Sitting up, he wiped at his mouth. “How did I do?”
I couldn’t let him see how much turmoil I felt. Somehow, I kept my tone casual as I told him, “You wanted to get me hard, and you did a lot more than that.”
His smile widened to a triumphant grin. “That got me so horny!” he revealed. “When I swallowed that first mouthful, I thought I might come in my pants right then.” Again, he reached between his thighs to grasp his dick. “I’m, like, so hard it hurts. You mind if I, um, jerk off?”
My own dick was still out and still mostly erect. I didn’t feel like I had a right to tell him he had to go jack off in the bathroom. So I eased down onto the bed and turned my back to him, as if I was drowsy and wanted to doze off. “Just don’t make a mess,” I said.
Closing my eyes, I listened to Ethan undress. I hadn’t thought he would get naked, but it sure sounded like he was taking off every item of clothing. I told myself if I kept my face turned away from him, it didn’t much matter.
After stripping, he lay on the bed, close but not touching me. Seconds later, I heard him stroking his cock while releasing low groans. The way he panted with need did nothing to make my dick go soft. Why the hell did it excite me to listen to him?
I didn’t want to think about why, and I certainly didn’t want to dwell on the fact that I was rockhard. I was used to having a short refractory period, but this one was pretty much nonexistent.
“Ah, that feels good!” Ethan murmured. “I’m dying to come!”
I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed he soon would. But my prayers went unanswered, as his masturbating seemed to go on forever. How the fuck was he lasting so long if he was as hard as he said? By the sound of it, he was beating his meat at a merciless pace.
Suddenly, the room fell silent. I jumped when Ethan placed a hand on my shoulder. “Hey, Justin?” he whispered.
I thought about not answering, but he knew I was awake. “Yeah?”
“I need practice with something else.”
Frowning at his words, I let out a sigh. “What else?”
Sliding his hand down my arm, he brought it to rest on my hip. I was intensely aware of how close his fingers were to my cock. “I need experience taking a dick deep inside my ass,” he said in a guttural voice. “Want to help me out with that?”
