Date: Sat, 3 Dec 2011 19:21:45 -0800
From: joe hikin <hikinjoe@hotmail.com>
Subject: your brother

"Let's go check out your brother's Hustler magazines, man," I urged my
buddy Jim.

"No way! If he caught us in his room we'd be dead. Me especially," he
rasped, holding in the smoke as he passed me back the joint.

"But you just told me he went camping with the guys, right?" I reminded
him, glancing nervously around the side of the garage, checking if anyone
could see us back there. "He'll be gone all weekend. Come on, don't be a
pussy, I wanna see some pussy!" I hit the joint and gave him the
don't-be-lame look as best I could with smoke in my eyes. "Hey, I snuck
into my brother's stash for this weed, man." I knew he'd cave.

 He hit the end of the roach and looked up at me, "Aright, you horny
jerk-dog," his eyes were so pink, stoned again and mixing up his insults,
"you're such...a...such a fucking gay!"

 I made a fake grab at his crotch and he coughed out the smoke at me and
dodged away.

 "He never locks it," Jim said as we pushed open the door to his brother's
basement lair, "cause my parents get pissed if he does. Think he's trying
to hide something, which he is. Not that they ever go down there, but once
the furnace broke or something and when they couldn't get to it they told
him to leave it open or they'd take the door off."

 It was dark down there, and a real mess once we flipped on the light. Jim
went right to the bed and reached under for the old suitcase where Tom, his
brother, kept his porn stash. Just seeing that suitcase gave me a boner. I
loved looking at porn, from my dad's Playboys to the hardcore Hustlers Tom
favored. And stoned, like I was then, I liked it even more. I could
actually feel the pleasure center in my brain juicing up as I snatched up a
magazine and started pawing through for the good stuff.

 "Hey, take it easy, man. Tom'll notice if you rip it like some crazy
pervert. Jeez," Jim tried to act mad, but I could tell by the way he was
breathing that he was as jacked-up as me. He grabbed a mag too and we
settled in, sitting on Tom's bed and taking in the sex from every page. We
knew Tom wouldn't be back until the next day, and Jim's parents were out
for the day too, so we could take our time and enjoy the buzz from the weed
and the strong effect that pictures of hot, naked women have on young
men. We were in our zone: stoners with boners.

 I turned to a photo spread that I hadn't seen before; Tom must have gotten
some new magazines. The girl was, as always, beautiful, smooth and
luscious. I love the way they are always looking into the camera, looking
at me, with legs spread, nothing to hide. But here there was also a man
with her, hard and smooth also, looking at her in just the same way I
would, like he'd like to eat her up. The next picture showed her from
behind, ass in the air, her cute little asshole and sweet pussy ready to be
licked, but it was her that was doing the licking: the guy's huge erection
was right in her face and her tongue was out, ready to run up the underside
of his hard shaft. She was looking up at him like his cock was the most
delicious thing in the world and could she please lick it? Suck on it? It
was so hot I actually felt a little dizzy. I'd never seen a picture like
this, and the fact that it had a man's hard-on in it, and was still making
me so turned on, was new. Kinda scary and exciting. I flipped through some
more photos of hot women, and even though they seemed to be begging me to
kiss them, lick them, fuck their pussies and asses, I was drawn back to the
couple. I looked over at Jim and saw that he was clearly as lost in lust as
I was. Also clearly hard -- I couldn't help but notice the tent in his
trousers. He wasn't trying to hide it either, and as I watched, he reached
down to adjust himself, lingering a moment for an extra tug. And
another. My buddy was rubbing himself through his pants and must not have
cared that I saw. I looked back to the page before me which featured a
close-up shot of the guy's swollen, red cock just parting the pink lips of
his girl's pussy and I flashed for a second on what it would be like to be
there with them, as close as the camera lens must have been. God, I was
hard! What would it be like, I wondered, now slightly crazed, to lick
there, at the point of contact? To lick down from her ass to her pussy to
his penetrating cock! Maybe that was sorta queer of me, but fuck, it turned
me on like no other thought ever had! I had to jerk off soon, or I'd pass
out or something. Jim and I had looked at pornos together before, but we
never jerked off in front of each other. Hell, we never really even
admitted to each other that we did jerk off. But of course we did. One of
us'd usually just get up and go to the bathroom for a sort of long-ish
time, and though we both probably guessed what was going on, we'd never
talked about it. But this time, I don't know, I was pretty stoned and
pretty horny, and I knew we had the place to ourselves, and it seemed kinda
stupid to go take turns getting off in the bathroom when we were so
comfortable there, so...

 "Whoa! God, this is so hot," I blurted, "I wish I was fucking some of that
pussy, y'know?" I looked at Jim and noticed the page he was on was much
like the one I couldn't get enough of: a dude mounting his woman. "Jim,
don't get freaked out, man, but I am hard as a pole. I gotta do
something. I'm gonna jerk off," I said quietly as I unzipped and started
levering my boner out of my pants. "Get some tissues or something so we
don't make a mess and let's do it. We both need to."

 I thought I'd blown it cause Jim just gaped at me for a minute. I kept
pulling at myself till I got my hard cock out of my fly, I couldn't stop, I
had to do it. He didn't say anything, didn't move except to look back at
his magazine, then quickly at my hard-on, then back at the mag. He was
thinking about what to do, a little freaked-out, I knew, but I didn't care
at that point. I just needed to get off.

 Jim silently got to his feet, and muttered, "Be right back," before
disappearing around the corner.

 When he returned he had a roll of toilet paper in one hand and his pants
in the other. "Might as well get comfortable if we're gonna do this," he
said as he walked to his brother's bed in just his shorts. I was turned on
by the porn we'd been looking at, for sure, but now the realization that my
buddy and I were going to masturbate together was kind of blowing my
mind. My dick had never been quite so hard and swollen feeling, and the way
it was sticking out of my open fly, squeezed around the base by the tight
fabric, was making it throb. Jim's shorts were fully tented, and as he sat
back down next to me he pulled them down, his hard cock slapping up against
his belly.

 "Oh yeah," he said as with one hand he picked up the magazine he'd been
looking at, and gripped his boner with the other. He began to stroke up and
down, sliding the skin over the stiff shaft of his cock, "you're right,
that's what I needed. Damn, that feels good!"

 He looked up and caught me staring, mesmerized by the sight of his pumping
hand moving on his dick. I was just sitting there, still hard as a rock,
not looking at the porn in front of me but rather at my buddy beside me.

 "What are you waiting for, man? You're the one who said let's jerk
off. Check this out," he added, and held up a page with a big black cock
stretching a pink pussy to the limit. "She's getting a lot, huh? That guy
is huge!" He looked down at my dick sticking out of my pants, "You're not
so small either, buddy. Come on, let's do it, I can't wait any more and it
looks like you are ready too."

 Then he did something I just couldn't believe: he reached over and wrapped
his hand right around my cock, gave it a short squeeze, a couple of strokes
and said, "You remember how right? Up and down, up and down. Repeat."

 I was so shocked I could barely speak, but I said, "Yeah. Yeah, I know
how."

 He let go of me and my hand quickly took over as his went back to his own
cock. His hand had only been on me for a moment, but it sent a shock
through me. He was right, I was ready to jerk off, my balls felt swollen
and slightly sore, my cock couldn't have been harder and I had a weird
tingling, like an ache, in my butt that I'd never really felt before. I
wanted to stroke my cock with him, but I realized that what I wanted even
more, what I was aching for, was for him to stroke it for me some more. But
that was something I wasn't ready to ask for, so I undid my belt and pants,
levered my boner back through my fly and pulled my pants and underwear down
around my ankles. We were both bare-assed now on his brother's bed and we
started to jerk off in earnest, really stroking our hard young dicks,
showing each other our techniques and our favorite pictures. He did most of
the talking, about the hot women and sex in the magazines, about how he
gripped his dick, how I gripped mine, the merits of lube, foreskins. The
nervousness about what we were doing together was causing him to chatter
away raunchily as it made me tongue-tied, too aroused to speak or even
really think very well. All I could see in my horny haze was our two big
hard-ons, fists flying over them as our balls bounced with the quickening
strokes. The pornography had sort of faded to the back ground of my
awareness and my friends fat, reddened cock, and my own, were foremost. We
were breathing harder and the air smelled of cock, pre-cum and a little
spice of sweat.

 "I'm gonna cum in a minute," Jim warned me, "Are you getting close buddy?"

 "Uh huh," I grunted, realizing that I'd never seen another guy shoot
before, and that I was really looking forward to it. I wanted to come at
the same time, and picked up my pace a bit. It was too late to find the
toilet paper Jim had brought, so I pulled my shirt up to spare it from
getting all covered in cum. He saw me and did the same. Our bellies were
heaving as I felt the first tingle of my climax begin to radiate out from
my balls and the base of my cock.

 "On shit!" Jim said, "Here it comes, man! I'm...gonna...cum....Uhhhhhh!"

 A thin line of semen shot from his cock and hit his chin and the neck of
his shirt as he grunted and kept jerking his pulsing dick. His hips lifted
off the bed as thicker gobs of cum spurted onto his belly.

 "Me too!" My head jerked back and my back arched as I stroked out shot
after shot of warm sticky cum. My hand never stopped its rhythm as it
became covered in the milky goo. We came hard, both of us enjoying the
release and continuing to stroke our cocks, getting every last drop of
pent-up jism from our throbbing cocks. We were pretty messy, I saw, once I
could see properly again. Jim was smiling as widely as I was, feeling
really good and a little awkward now that we'd spent our seed.

 "Um, where's that roll of paper you had?" I said. "I'm kinda..."

 I didn't get to finish because just then the door banged open and we heard
Tom's voice. The bed we were sitting on was tucked in a small alcove, so he
didn't see us right away. He was talking to someone. Jim and I looked at
each other, frozen in fear, not making a move or a sound. We were busted,
and not for just sneaking into Tom's room and his porn, but we'd obviously
just finished jerking off together and were sitting on his bed covered in
our own cum.

 "My parents are gone," we heard Tom say as he kicked some stuff out of his
way, "we've got the place to ourselves for a while. Man, I'm ready for a
good session, too, so freaking horny right now. Those girls at the lake
were so hot, right? Come on, I got some new magazines...what the fuck!" Tom
finally caught sight of us and walked across the room, looking
mad. "You...I.... can't believe you are in here. You are so dead. If you
got your nasty stuff on my bed...what the fuck, Jim? Get up. Get out. Wait,
don't drip that shit all over, clean yourselves up! Freaking fags!"

 His friends were laughing and shaking their heads. Jim and I were trying
to cover ourselves, pulling our shirts down. I stood up and tried to get my
pants up, but they were tangled on me somehow, and I tumbled over. I fell
pretty much right onto Jim, smearing him, and me, even more with our
combined cum. We still hadn't said a word. What could we say? I tried to
get up, but only flopped around on top of Jim, slippery with cum and
blushing red.

 "Sorry, Tom, sorry. We... I just...I mean...oh shit, man, sorry." Jim
muttered, looking embarrassed and afraid. I guess Tom must have seen the
fear too, because he softened a little then, picking up a towel and
throwing it to us.

 "Alright, well, you're a mess, both of you," he said as we finally got
untangled and started to wipe the cum off ourselves with opposite ends of
the towel. "I guess there's no harm done really. I know what it's like,
used to jerk off all the freaking time when I was your age."

 "Still do," one of his friends teased. "You pull that thing so much it
must be getting raw."

 "Yeah," the other said, "in fact, weren't we just coming down here to do
something about these blue balls?" He grabbed at his crotch and hefted his
package.

 "Hope you guys didn't get the magazines all sticky," Tom laughed. "There's
some hot stuff in there that could make a guy shoot off just from looking
at it!"

 "Well, let's get at it, man. Shove over kid," the one named Steve said as
he pushed in next to me and started flipping through the magazines in the
case at our feet. He found something he must have liked because he started
rubbing at the growing bulge in his pants with one hand as he turned pages
with the other. The other guy, Bill, had taken a spot on the other side of
Jim and already had his cock out of his pants, lightly stroking the
underside as it pulsed and grew. These guys clearly had done this together
before and weren't shy about jumping right in, stroking their dicks however
they liked best. This was just another activity that they enjoyed doing
together, like playing pool or ping pong, like checking out each other's
record collections. It was a shared interest, masturbation, and they liked
to do it with some buddies. Tom was the only one left standing, though
clearly not the last to get hard: the movement in his pants was all too
obvious, as his cock must have been transitioning from a down-along-the-leg
angle to a stiff-against-the-belly tilt. He glanced around for a spot, but
the bed was full.

 "OK, boys, make room for a horny bastard to get busy," he said as he
jumped up onto the bed behind us. He slid down, pushing me off the bed and
onto the floor. Though I'd wiped most of the cum off myself, I was still a
little sticky. My pants were still around my ankles, and my head was sort
of spinning. Everything had happened so fast and now I was sitting at the
feet of four guys with their hard dicks out. I looked over at Jim and he
looked just as dazed as I felt by this development. He'd pulled up his
underpants, but his pants were who knew where in the chaos of Tom's room,
and he was wedged in between his brother and Bill. The older guys were now
ignoring us, completely engaged in the pornography and pleasuring
themselves. The bed was starting to shake with the motion of their jerking
and I felt my own wilted cock begin to stir. Tom had a leg on either side
of me and his stroking hand and hard cock were just inches behind my
head. There were plenty of magazines on the floor around me, but what I
really wanted to get a look at for some reason, was Tom's hard-on and how
he liked to stroke it. I could see the other guys in my peripheral vision,
but I'd never seen another guy's boner up close, and I was really curious
to see the one that Tom's was jerking on right behind me. What the hell, I
thought, this day has gone crazy already, might as well take a look. When I
turned around I realized that my face was even with, and closer than I'd
thought to, Tom's big cock. He was so into the Hustler he was looking at
that he hadn't noticed that I had turned around. The other guys weren't
watching me either, so I was free to look all I liked at the masturbation
demonstration that was going on inches from my nose. Tom's cock was uncut
and on the down-stroke the red head poked out from the foreskin, its little
eye even with mine. Glossy pre-cum was flowing and covering his
cock-head. I was close enough to get a slightly sweaty aroma, not stinky,
and another sort of bleachy smell that must have been the cum-covered towel
we'd used and the pre-cum all the guys were making. My own cock has risen
to full staff, though I hadn't touched it since we'd been busted. I did now
though, so horny again I couldn't believe it. When I shifted to get a
better angle on pumping my boner, my face actually brushed against Tom's
cock and balls, his hand tapping my cheek for a couple of strokes. He moved
the magazine aside to see what was going on down there, and smiled when he
saw me, my hard cock, and my face right next to his.

 "This gives me an idea, guys," he said to his buddies. They stopped
jerking their cocks for a second and looked over to see what he was talking
about. "Y'know how we tried to get that girl at the party, the drunk one in
the tube top, to give us some head?"

 "Man, she almost went for it too!" Bill said. "If her friend hadn't called
her to take her home, I think some cock-sucking woulda definitely taken
place."

 "Yeah, she did me once before, at that pool party over the summer. Jason
too. Man, that chick likes it, she really likes to suck dick and I even
came in her mouth. She spit it out, but still, that was sweet!" Steve
bragged. "But why are we talking about her? Shes' not here, we only got
these magazine girls and they sure ain't gonna open up!"

 "Right, I know there's no girls here to suck dick, but see how this kid's
looking at my cock. He's got a mouth too y'know, and at this point, I'm not
picky. What do you say, kid? Want to help a guy out? These magazines you
broke into my room to jerk off to aren't free you know. You gotta pay
somehow and you're already right there, so... its' not like queer or
anything, right guys? It's just giving some relief to a horny dude in
need. No one will know about it. Come on," Tom asked, looking right into my
eyes and sliding his hips forward a little. He tilted his stiff cock
towards me, like an offering, and the tip of it was just an inch from my
mouth. My cock was harder than ever and I'd never stopped stroking it. This
was crazy, I couldn't believe that he was actually trying to talk me into
giving him a blow job, but what I was even more surprised at was how I kind
of wanted to. I was just super curious about how his thick cock would feel
in my mouth, how it would taste, what it would be like sliding over my
lips. I'd never had a blow job and sure hadn't ever thought about giving
one, but I had to admit that I wanted to try it. I guess, also, the day had
been so full of new things that it seemed like anything could happen. I
mean I had suggested that my best friend and I jerk off together. He'd
responded by taking off his pants and grabbing my boner, giving it a few
strokes. I could never have imagined that would happen, but it did, and it
was cool. Then, after we'd watched each other shoot big loads all over
ourselves, his brother and friends walked in and not only didn't kick us
out, but dropped their pants, grabbed their cocks and joined us. It was the
kind of day that makes you say, "what the fuck" and just go for it,
especially if you're a horny young guy with a raging boner. But with these
other guys watching - they were all waiting to see what I'd say - I
couldn't just say yes. I knew that I should protest, at least a little. I
mean, if you came right out and said that you really wanted a cock in your
mouth, that meant something right?

 "Yeah right! Like, just because I looked at your porn means I have to suck
you off!? No way! Maybe I can pay you back, like help you out a little or
something, but jeez, you're freaking crazy if you think I'm gonna suck that
thing!" I said with more conviction than I felt.

The fact that I was still jerking off with his hard dick in my face should
have given me away, but Tom said, "OK, calm down, kid. You're right, I'm
just looking for a little help, a hand...Hey, how about me a hand job then?
I know you know how to do that right." He nodded towards my ever-pumping
fist as proof of my ability. The other guys had resumed their rhythms too,
still watching to see how this was going to turn out.

 If Tom had been mean, or tried to force me into something, I probably
would have got up and left, but he was cool, obviously just really horned
up, and looking for a way to get off other than the usual jerk-off with his
buds. I switched hands on my cock and reached for his. It felt so weird at
first: like mine, but totally different too. He was bigger than me, thicker
mostly, and my hand didn't wrap all the way around his fat dick. I liked
the way the soft skin moved over the hard shaft, and his smooth foreskin
pulled back to reveal the red, slicked head. He started breathing faster
and harder as soon as I had a hold of him, and I felt powerful and in
control in a way. I got a good groove going pretty quick, stroking both our
cocks simultaneously. The guys all seemed to like what was going on, and as
they watched me jerk him off, they picked up the pace on their own cocks
and offered encouragement.

 "Hell yeah, boy knows how to jerk a cock alright," Steve said, "He's
giving it to you good, Tom!"

 "Work that thing, kid," Bill chimed in, "My girl can never do it that
good. Guy knows what a guy needs, right? Sometimes, you gotta go with an
expert."

 "Damn, that feels so freaking good! Don't stop, son, just keep on stroking
it like that. So good. Aww, yes!" Tom hissed, and I sped up a little, but
he said, "No, no don't go too fast. This is too good. Oh, oh yeah, take it
slow, kid, I want this to last. Too good."

 His hips started to hump up off the bed as he fucked up into my hand. My
face was still right there next to the action and I just was so turned on,
a little out of my young mind, and I stuck my tongue out to feel just the
tip of his hard cock. I licked him so lightly I don't think he even knew I
was doing it at first. I tasted the cummy tip of his dick and my mind swam
with lust. While my best friend and Steve and Bill watched I opened my lips
and took the head of Tom's cock into my mouth. Tom's eyes popped open and
he sucked in air as I moved down the shaft, taking more in, feeling him
smooth and hard along my tongue. I came back up when he got near my throat,
but found myself heading back down on him, wanting to feel the whole thing
again. His cock felt hot and thick in my mouth, like it barely fit in
there. But it did fit, in fact it seemed to fit really well and I held him
there for a second, sucking like on a Popsicle. A boner in my mouth, I
thought, I have a big boner all the way in my mouth and I can feel it
pulsing.

 As if reading my thoughts, Bill said in an awed tone, "God, he's taking
your whole boner in his mouth. He's really doing it, Tom! Oh man, that
looks good, and your dick looks huge! Does it feel as good as it looks,
buddy?"

 "Oh yes!" Tom gasped, "Yes. It feels so good, God, it's the best! Please
don't stop, kid. Suck it, please? Keep sucking me, it's so good." He was
almost begging, and it made me want to get him off. I was super turned on
by the way it made me feel like I was doing something really nice for him,
something he needed bad. The guys were jerking off hard now, ignoring the
magazines to watch the scene happening right next to them on the bed. I
started moving up and down on Tom's big cock, trying to do to him what I
thought would feel best on me. My head was bobbing in his lap and my hand
was stroking fast over my own hard dick. I caught a quick glimpse of Jim on
one of the upstrokes, saw him watching me suck his big brother's cock. Jim
had his fist wrapped around Bill's hard-on, jerking on it like he had mine
earlier; only this wasn't the few brief strokes I'd gotten, Jim was giving
Bill a proper hand job, and Bill was returning the favor. It shouldn't have
surprised me to see the two of them jerking each other off, they were horny
young guys, full of cum needing to get out. Why not lend a buddy a hand?
Our eyes met for a second and I didn't feel ashamed, more proud, kind of
grown up. Like playing with the big boys, in a weird way. I didn't know
what I'd say to Jim tomorrow, but right then, more than anything, I wanted
to bring his brother off. Tom thrust up as I went back down and his
cockhead jammed into my throat a ways. I gagged and pulled back for a
second.

 "Oh, sorry kid," Tom said, "sorry. Oh god, please don't stop now. I got
to... I'm..."

 I opened up and took his shaft back into my mouth, pulling the skin down
and licking all around his sensitive tip. Tom squirmed and moaned, clearly
trying not to buck up and into my throat again - he didn't want to scare me
off. I got back to some nice up and down motion, sucking and licking his
cock the way I thought would be good. I really tried to keep a steady
rhythm going. I wanted to get this guy off now, wanted to make him come
with my mouth. I wasn't sure if I wanted him to come in my mouth, but I
figured I could decide that at the last minute. He was definitely getting
close and his buddies were too. Good old Jim was nearing his second climax
of the afternoon, judging by the way he was breathing. Tom's belly started
heaving and his cock seemed to swell even larger. His friends were leaning
in pretty close and when Steve started to come, the first shot splattered
across Tom's belly and onto my cheek. I wasn't sure about letting his
friends shoot their cum on my face while I sucked his cock, and I started
to come up off him to protest. I felt his hand on my head then, a gentle
but firm pressure. He wasn't going to force me, but he sure didn't want me
to go anywhere right then, not when he was so close. I could have squirmed
free, but I already had Jim's and my own semen all over my stomach, and Tom
was going to shoot his big load in me, or on me, very soon, so why bail out
now? As Steve spent himself on Tom's belly, the bed and his own fingers,
Tom and I got a thing going, him thrusting up as I went down. My left hand
was moving on my own erection as my right held Tom's tight balls and his
cock slid in and out of my mouth.

 "Aw, fuck....here it comes...Uhhnnng!" I heard Bill grunt and start to
shoot off, but it was Tom's cock I felt swell and jump in my mouth. I
pulled back a little as his hips bucked up. Just the sheathed head of his
cock was pulsing in my mouth as I took the first spurts onto my tongue. I
wasn't going to pull off him, I'd let him come in my mouth. My friends big
brother was coming in my mouth as I continued to bob up and down on him and
his friends watched. His ejaculation was powerful and I felt the semen hit
the inside of my mouth again and again in strong jets. The warm jizz was
pooling on my tongue and with barely a thought I swallowed the stuff
down. Tom's cock throbbed, and he thrust, and his cock popped out of my
mouth for a second, sending a spurt of cum up and onto my face and into my
hair. I caught him between my lips again and took him back in as he
finished his orgasm, grunting and moaning. His thick cock was still pretty
hard and when I finally pulled my mouth off him and it fell heavily onto
his belly with a slap. The last of his semen was still in my mouth, so I
spit it into my hand and used it as lube, the best lube it turns out, to
finish bringing myself off.

 "That...was...incredible...mmmm," Tom moaned as he scooted back on the bed
and pulled me up to sit between his knees, "come on up here, kid. God,
thanks man, that was the best!"

 I felt glad that I did such a good job, but mostly I felt like I really
needed to come again. My hand slid up and down my cum-covered shaft so
nicely, that I knew It'd only be a few seconds before I climaxed. Bill had
blown a big load all over himself and Jim's hand, which was still slowly
stroking him as he worked to get Jim there too. It seemed like there was
cum everywhere: my lips were sticky with it, so was my face and hair; Bill,
Steve and Tom all had cum-splattered bellies, and their cocks still dripped
with it. Jim and I were the last hold-outs, probably because we'd just come
before this circle jerk started. I grinned at Jim and he smiled back,
leaning back and letting Bill take him over the edge. Bill had scooped up
some of his come to get Jim all slippery too, so we were both slicked with
cum and nearly there.

 "Hey, the least I can do is finish you off," Tom said as he reached around
me and replaced my hand with his. It only took a few strokes of the hand of
the guy I'd just sucked off to bring that familiar feeling: the tingling
that started in my balls and at the base of my straining cock.

 "Awwww...yeah Tom, that's it! Oh, oh, uhhhhhh!" I grunted as his
jizz-slicked hand took me past the point of no return. Jim was right there
with me and we both arched our hips off the bed at the same time, adding
even more semen into the mix. I collapsed back onto Tom, feeling his cock
against my back as cum continued to pulse from mine. As I finished and my
climax faded, I licked the last drops of cum from my lips and smiled.

 "Alright boys," Tom broke the post-orgasm silence that had fallen, "get
up. I better do some laundry and you guys get cleaned up. Let's stash this
porn and go play some basketball. I am going to kick your asses, you
pussies!"

 With that taunt, we were brought back to what we really were all along:
just a bunch of guys, fooling around and having fun.