Date: Wed, 6 Oct 2010 14:13:56 -0600
From: bob boylover <loveboy1991@live.ca>
Subject: Incapacitated-Jordie's-Handjob-Part-1

  My name is Bobby and this story is to the best of my memory, exact
conversations, of course, are somewhat foggy but the experiences are still
quite vivid and always will be, I guess. I try to keep my writings short
and to the point whenever possible, without a whole lot of minute details,
only relaying what I feel is important information and facts leading to
events.

  I had just barely turned 13, only child of a single mom, living in a 2
bedroom apartment style condo. I was always a bit of a loner, loved reading
and wasn't into sports much. Other than Tim, who was my best friend but
moved away a year earlier, there were a few school chums, but not real
close and being summer break, I seldom saw any of them.

  Also living in the complex was Jordie, almost 16 and also the only child
of a single mom. Probably due to our age gap, we were never really friends,
per se, our only common interest was books which we would exchange
regularly, but he was always nice to me, calling me "little dude" since I
can remember. Our mothers however, were quite chummy.

  Several months earlier, Jordie was hit by a car while riding his bike,
having severely broken both shoulders, arms, elbows and wrists as well as
shattering his right knee and ankle, his foot almost had to be amputated
due to severe infection and only by some miracle, numerous operations by
great doctors and months in the hospital managed to save the foot, but it
would be a long time before he would have full use of it again. His upper
body was encased in a cast, from just above his niples, down his arms and
hands prohibiting any movement He looked like a scare crow or one of those
mens room symbols, but he was on the mend overall to the point that he
could go home for a slow recovery, but would be bed ridden for a couple of
more months due to his foot. His mom being a registered nurse, took a leave
of absence from work to care for him 24/7.

  My mother became worried about Jordie's mom. She was very tired and
stressed by her burden of caring for him, Jordie was as helpless as a baby,
unable to do most anything for himself. He was agitated, frustrated and
moody as one could well understand. His numerous friends who visited often,
diminished as time went on, which unfortunatley happens, so his mom, who
enjoyed those visitors entertaining him and giving her a little reprieve,
now had the challenge of trying to keep him amused.

  It was my mom who suggested that I spend a couple of hours a day with
Jordie, allowing his mom a couple of hours away to shop, go to lunch with
friends or simply an afternoon nap and just have some normalcy in her
life. As I said, I was a loner and had nothing better to do anyways, I
liked him, I could at least read to him since he couldn't even hold a book,
never mind turn pages!

  The first couple of days I could tell he wasn't real impressed being
"babysat" by a kid almost 3 years his junior, but he started warming up to
me, looking forward to the DVD or VHS movies I'd bring over when it became
apparent that he didn't like being read to. We had over a hundred of them
collected through some club or another that mom joined years earlier.

  This one day while we were watching a movie, I noticed he was quite
fidgety. I asked him if he needed me to adjust the hospital bed his mother
had rented. He replied that he really needed to pee badly and couldn't wait
for his mom to get home and help him, so I offered my assistance. I knew he
was very embarrassed and assured him I was okay with it, although I can
assure you I had some reservations! I got what was obviously a container
for this purpose from his bed stand. Reluctantly, I pulled the sheet down
from his belly, finding him totally naked, much to my surprise, but I
quickly came to the conclusion that he was bed ridden and why would he have
anything on?

  He told me how embarrassing and humiliating it was having nurses,
orderlies, as well as his mom, seeing his "junk", as he put it. I surmised
that his "junk" meant genitals as I'd never heard the term before but they
certainly didn't look like junk to me! You know the saying, "one man's junk
is another man's treasure!" His cock was at least 4 inches and quite thick
with a whole bunch of skin at the end, which was about a 1/2 inch of his
length, nestled upon a very long set of hanging balls! I mesmorized with
facination and blurted out what a nice big cock he had! It's just something
guys shouldn't say to one another! What an idiot I am! He simply replied,
"thanks!"

  I had never seen another guy naked before but I knew that some guys
weren't circumcised, I remembered something about it in sex ed class, but
for some strange reason, I couldn't get over how nice his cock and balls
looked! I thought I'd just have to place the container at the end of his
cock when he shocked me saying I'd have to hold his cock and peel back some
foreskin so he could pee into the container! As I did as instructed, I felt
a tingling in my own cock and started to get an erection! My hand was
trembling as I held him between my thumb and index finger, then encircling
it to pull back the skin, exposing some of the head. I could actually feel
the pressure from his piss streaming out, vibrating my fingers, boy, did he
have to go!

 When he finally finished, he told me to just leave the container on the
table as his mom had to do some kind of test with it that I didn't
understand. I honestly didn't want to let it go! It was so soft and warm,
but I was soon pleased to find out I wasn't finished yet! He asked me to
get a baby wipe and clean the head of his cock, as his urine was very
strong due to medication, strong vitamins and a very high protein diet
which pee dribbles could irritate him after a while. I also remembered the
sex ed class warning boys to keep it clean as that area was prone to
infections. I enthusiastically complied, pulling down his foreskin once
again, but farther down, exposing the whole head of his cock as I washed
him. He confided that was his most humiliating thing when his mom did it.

  That night, laying in my bed I couldn't stop thinking and visualizing his
genitals. My young cock was hard as rock. I had been jerking off for over a
year, I was an early bloomer, even started growing hair well before my
twelfth year. I always fantasizing about girls, like all normal boys
do. But I suddenly wondered what his cock would look like hard, he was
large flaccid so I imagined it would grow quite huge. I even wondered what
it would feel like. I'd never had thoughts about guys before, what had
gotten into me? What was I thinking? I'd just put these thoughts out of my
head! It's gotta be just innocent curiosity!

  The next few days were uneventful, but I was hoping he'd need to pee so I
could see and touch him again. I didn't understand my obsession. I knew
what a fag was and began having self doubts about my own sexuality. Why
were his genitals so impressive to me? I was ashamed of myself. Self
loathing, but I couldn't put his cock and balls out of my stupid, sick,
juvenile mind! I masturbated time and again just fantasizing about touching
his genitals all over, both hands, exploring!

  I arrived one day to find his best friend Kyle visiting and as he was
getting ready to leave he teasingly commented to Jordie, "don't be jerking
off too much, buddy, you'll go blind!" Jordie yelled back at him, "fuck
you, asshole! I was hoping you'd do it for me, dick head! Being my best
friend and all!" Having to have the last word, Kyle replied, "not on you're
fucking life, faggot!" Both boys laughed and Kyle was gone. But it suddenly
hit me! It hadn't crossed my mind before now! Dah! The poor guy can't even
get his own rocks off! I'd die not being able to jerk off! I did it twice a
day, sometimes more!

  Again, I put my foot in my mouth by absently saying,"I'd do it!"
Realizing to late what I just blurted out and Jordie looking at me
strangely, I shamefully said, "Ya know? If my best friend was in the shape
you were? I'd help him out. I couldn't imagine not being able to jerk off,
man!" There, now I've said way too much! What an idiot thing to say!

  Jordie was obviously taken aback by what I said. I was now thinking he
was going to degrade me, call me a faggot, tell me to get the fuck out and
not come back! I finally looked at him, embarrassed as hell, to see him
smile and say, "yo, little dude! Where'd THAT come from? You'd actually
beat off you're best friend? For real, dude?"

  I was in deep now. I couldn't take back those stupid words, could I?
Maybe a little back peddling? "Well, ya know, like, if he couldn't, I'm
just saying, I might, ya know, help him out, maybe, ya know, a little,
being a best friend and all." Like that really helped my cause! Idiot! He
just stared at me for a few moments, still with the look of shock on his
face. "Hey, dude! Like that's really cool!" He laughed a little before
continuing, "Fuck me, dude! Sure like to have YOU as a best friend! I've
got a real bad case of blue balls, ya know, like, it's been almost 4
months! I'm fucking going CRAZY, dude!"

  He wasn't angry! Am I reading this right? Does he want me to do it for
him? In for a penny, in for a dime! "I'd, ya know, do it for ya, ya know,
if ya wanted me to and all!" What was I saying? I actually wanted to give
him a hand job! My cock was stirring at the thought! "Long as ya know, ya
don't tell anybody."

  The shocked look was gone. He was now blushing, his face reddened. "Dude,
like WHO would I tell? I'm desperate enough to let another dude get me off,
ya know?  You don't know what it's like, man! So if you're willing, go for
it!" And that I did. I lowered the sheet, his cock was somewhat bigger,
even nicer than I remembered. I grasped hold of it and began slowly
stroking him. It was hard as rock in seconds, about 7 inches but not much
fatter, still meaty, though! My cock ached. Felt like my bone would pop out
my piss slit. I wanted so bad to pull it out and jerk off as well but I
thought that would appear I liked what I was doing to much! I did. I liked
the feel of it in my hand, all squishy, soft like satin. I began pumping
him vigorously. He was moaning, "oh fuck, dude! that's awsome, feels sooooo
nice!" I wanted to feel his balls so bad, but again, this might seem too
faggy, and I resisted the urge.

  I had a feeling it wouldn't take him long to cum. And cum he did! I was
astounded at how much. Volley after volley shot at least three feet
straight up, landing on his belly, chest and balls, and of course, my
hand. It was amazing! I would shoot a few spurts myself thinking that was
all there was, but he just kept cumming, his ass came off the bed and
settled back down as smaller wads ensued. It was amazing to watch another
guy cum, torn between watching his ejacualte or the expressions on his
face! I remember wondering if semen built up over time, stored in your
testicles until final release. The smell of it was intoxicating, it seemed
to over power the clinical odor of the room, which was quite strong in
itself.

  After a few moments, he returned from his orgasmic bliss, constantly
thanking me as I squeezed out the remnants, careful not to get too close to
the head as I knew from my own experience, it would be tender there. I went
to the bathroom and got a warm cloth to clean him up. I couldn't resist the
urge to taste his cum off my hand. I hadn't even tasted my own! It wasn't
bad, kind of sweet and tart, strong smelling, probably from the same reason
his urine was strong. I ate it off my hand! Why? I didn't have a clue. I
just did it!

  I cleaned him up carefully and thoroughly, having to rinse out the cloth
twice before he was completely clean, there seemed to be so much. All the
while he thanked me, telling me how good it was to finally cum after so
long and that, God forbid, I ever ended up in his situation, he'd do the
same for me, too! I promised that I would do it for him any time, not
mentioning that it was a real turn on for me. I jerked off when I got home,
and again before going to sleep and okay, the next morning, too! I ate my
own cum each time, but it didn't compare to his. Maybe all those gross
protein drinks he consumed and the vitamins? Probably better for ya than
"Flintstone" vitamins! I chuckled at that one! I kill me sometimes!

  The next afternoon I picked out a DVD movie that had a lot of sex scenes,
boobs and stuff, I can't remember which one it was now, and made my way
down the long hallway to his suite. I anticipated that the DVD would get
him horny and I could jerk him off again. I wore only my baggy sweat
shorts, no underwear, to give my cock space to grow, in case I got lucky
again, thinking I could easily put my hand down the front and jerk myself
off as well without him noticing.

  He was more happy to see me than usual. I wondered why? NOT! All boys
jerk off at least once a day, didn't he even mention that he did? I
probably didn't need the movie after all but after about a half hour of
idle chit chat I sensed a bit of tension, I didn't want to come straight
out and ask if he wanted another hand job, nor was he brave enough to ask
me, so the movie did come in handy, having it's desired effect when I
noticed the sheet tenting up indicating only one thing! I got hard
immediately and began trembling in very nervous anticipation. Who was going
to make the move?

  I could stand it any longer! I stood up and stuttered, "looks like you
have a problem, need a hand with that?" Before he could respond I had the
sheet pulled down to his knees and his cock securely in my hand. I sat on
the edge of the bed and began masturbating him, he, moaning his praises and
telling me how bad he wanted it again.

  This time I got even braver and began fondling his balls with my other
hand. They were so heavy. His sac felt like silk. He moaned even louder now
and moved his good leg farther to the side which indicated to me that he
was certainly okay with it. I let my fingers wander down to lightly rub the
point between the scrotum and ass hole, you know the spot I'm talking
about!

  "Oh fuck, dude! That feels great! Pound my fucking cock, dude!" I pumped
him harder, using the vast amount of pre-cum to lube him, something I
hadn't thought of yesterday. I didn't want him to cum as quick this time. I
wanted to prolong touching him so I slowed down to a gentle stroke, up and
down the shaft. I knew I was driving him crazy. It was then that a new
emotion came over me. I wanted to lean over and take his cock in my mouth!
I actually wanted to give a blow job! I couldn't believe myself. I didn't
know why that idea suddenly occured to me and I felt weird, shamed for
thinking it. Giving him a hand job was one thing, but sucking him? Way too
gay! I'm not gay, am I? I don't even know how to do it, per se!

  I strongly resisted the urge, part of me wanting to do it and another
part preventing it. My delema was suddenly put aside when he floored me and
uttered, "dude, if ya want to whip it out and jerk off, I'm okay with
that." He was looking at the front of my shorts poking up and a wet spot
forming on the fabric. Now I had a whole new delema! Could I let him see my
"junk"? Quite small in comparisson to his. I believed that I was short
changed down there, never having anyone to compare with, other than
him. Would he laugh at me? He must have sensed my apprehention and
encouraged me further. "Dude, whip those shorts down and take care of
business! Why should I be the only one getting off?"

  I stood up, nervously pulled the draw string open and they fell,
momentarily caught on my hard cock before travelling down to my ankles.
There I was, standing naked for the first time in front of another person
and with about a 4 1/2 inch hard on to boot! Again, he must have sensed my
embarrasment and said, "wow, you're pretty big for your age, dude!" I
didn't even doubt he meant it. I knew that he genuinely was impressed! I
lost all inhabitions then and sat back down on the bed resuming my hold on
his cock with my left hand and stroking myself with my right. He had a
bird's eye view! He had closed his eyes when I started to masturbate him
with gusto, maybe that gave me more courage to jerk myself off in front of
him, after all, he wasn't really watching me, but I decided I'd rather use
my hand to play with his balls than jerk myself off.

  After about 10 minutes I felt his cock pulsing and he announced he was
cumming once again! I quickly took my hand from his balls and cupped the
head capturing what I could as it shot out. He didn't cum as much as
yesterday, but still quite a lot. I had a fair amount in my palm and on the
hand I jerked him off with. I couldn't wait to get to the bathroom and
devour it!

  My ambitions were quickly thwarted when he gathered his composure and
asked if I had cum yet. I was going to say yes, showing him the cum in my
hand. I was sure thankful I didn't! He double floored me this time! "Dude,
I can't really jerk ya off, ya know, up and down, but if you want to put
you're cock in my hand I can stroke it a bit, I'll try my best!"

  Did I hear that right? Did he offer me a hand job in return? I was
dumbfounded to say the least. "Dude, if you're not quick about it, I'm
likely to change my mind." He instructed me to lower the bed down to my
waist level. He slid his torso a few inches so his hand was positioned at
the edge of the bed, told me to step closer and put my cock in his hand. It
was like a bolt of lightening going through me when he squeezed my hard
cock and the little strokes that he could manage. He was frustrated with
himself and said,"Just fuck my fist, dude, okay? And fuck it I did! The
sensations I was getting drove me over the edge very quickly, too quickly!
I began to cum in his hand. He squeezed even harder when I said I was
cumming. I thought my knees were going to buckle under me and had to place
both the backs of my hands on the bed to steady myself but carefull not to
lose any of the cum I had gathered. I never used foul language much, but I
was cursing up a storm then. It was the greatest orgasm of my young life!

  I was still shaking when I went to the bathroom to claim my second reward
of the day. It tasted every bit as good, and more of it this time! However,
in my haste of eating the cum off both hands and returning to clean him up,
I failed to realize I had cum around my mouth until he asked what was all
over my mouth! I thought quickly and replied something like I must have
inadvertantly brushed my face with my hand. He seemed to have taken that a
a reasonable excuse and laughed, muttering, "yuck, dude!"

  Suddenly, I realized I was still naked and became self concious, trying
to hide my withering cock as I wiped our orgasms from his body. He noticed
and this time he really put my genital disallusions to rest telling me he's
seen lots of guys "junk" in the showers at school and at the pool, some
even older than me that weren't as developed, as a matter of fact his best
friend Kyle had the smallest cock he'd ever seen, gesturing with his little
finger the size. He went on to say that it seemed like Kyle had just stop
developing down there at age 11, and was teased often by guys, becoming
very self conscious. Of course I was sworn to secrecy upon that revelation.
The next school year was high school and I knew I'd have to shower with
guys from my gym class and I was dreading it! I believe that day Jordie
changed my whole self image for life. I was never inhibited by showing my
body from that day on!

  The following day was much like the last but with no nervous hesitation.
Soon as I heard his mom leave I dropped my shorts and had the sheet down
and fondling him to erection. He suggested I fuck his hand again while I
jerked him off. It wasn't a very comfotable position for me standing with
my cock in his hand and reaching over to jerk him off and grope his balls
but who cared! I came first, then moved in closer to finish him off. I was
very close to saying "fuck it" and having the nerve to take him in my mouth
when he suddenly and unexpectidly started ejaculating. I had to move quick
to capture as much as I could for my bathroom treat! This time I washed my
face!

  As I was cleaning him up, he brought up the fact that what we were doing
was quite erotic for him, he had never touched another guy before nor been
touched himself by another guy.  My hand jobs had a very different feeling
than when he jerked himself off and the fact that I played with his balls
had increased his erotic sexual pleasure immensely, his orgasms had become
more pronounced, he claimed. But of course, it's wasn't a gay thing, just
two guys having some fun, as he still loved girls! Right? My increasing
fantasy to blow him now seemed unobtainable to me. That would be a gay
thing and he'd freak out!

  The next day was Friday. Our mom's were going out for the evening
together as they'd always done prior to Jordie's accident. Dinner, a movie,
then stopping at the local bar to hear the bands, so I was asked to stay
with him. His mom made the comment that she knew he was in good hands
(pardon the pun!) and she knew that I was quite comfortable in helping him
pee. She had her cell phone should I need her.

  I arrived around five and found Kyle and another teen boy in for a
visit. I chuckled to myself thinking of his genitals. I know, that's mean,
but hey, I'm the proud owner of "well endowed junk!" They stayed for about
a half hour then his mom came in to feed him dinner. I sensed his
embarrassment in this and excused myself to the living room. He didn't want
me to see him being fed like a baby and I could sure appreciate that.

  His mom left home about an hour later. She had given him a sponge bath
after he ate. I remember thinking how humiliating that would be for me! He
smelled of baby powder and Ivory soap as I went to him to say hi and show
him the DVD's I picked out. There was no need to rush into things this
time, as his mom wouldn't be home till at least midnight. He had a devious
grin on his face when she left and told me to go into his top drawer and
get a baggy that was hidden under his clothes. It was two joints! Kyle had
brought him a present, upon Jordie's request, assuming that I'd help him to
smoke it. I'd never smoked before and was honestly looking forward to
trying it. He then told me to go into his closet and retrieve a shoe box
full of base ball cards. Under the cards was hidden a DVD porn movie. He
had bought it "hot" from some guy in school just prior to his accident and
hadn't obviously watched it yet as it was still sealed. The title was
"Barely Legal, Bye, BI" and showed two young girls and two young guys on
it's cover. They sure didn't appear to be eighteen! Maybe fifteen or
sixteen at most! Another new experience for me, I'd never seen a porn
movie. A little mood enhancer, joints and porn! This was going to be a
night to remember!

  As instructed, I opened the window, closed his bedroom door to keep the
odor from drifting throughout the suite and lit a joint for him, placing it
at his lips. We both coughed up a storm, me more so than he, but I enjoyed
the buzz I got as we both giggled like school girls! I then set the movie
in the player, both watching intently the oral sex scenes being played out
by the girls and boys on a king sized bed. I couldn't help but notice one
boy had a somewhat large cock and the other boy, who looked fourteen, had a
cock just slightly bigger than my own. I was turned on by their cocks! I
had a raging hard on watching the girls blow them. Jordie's cock was
obviously hard under the sheet so I got up and dropped my shorts, pulled
his sheet down and went for his cock and balls. He offered me his hand but
I told him later, shocking myself by saying, "I just want to play with your
beautiful junk for as long as I can tonight, let's make it last, okay?"I
got on the bed, layed down on my side with one bent knee resting on half
his lower chest and my other leg straight out between his casted arm and
torso. My left arm under his leg, hand groping his balls with more
intensity than ever before and my right hand slowly stroking his cock. I
pulled his leg over, bent at the knee and rested my head on his thigh,
giving me a very close view of his "junk" If the erotic, compromizing
position made him uncomfortable, he never said. I was in heaven. I felt the
heat from his body on my hard cock pressed against his side. His own cock
seemed a little harder and longer, the effect of the weed and the porno I
surmised.

  I could tilt my head just slightly and view the TV occassionally, but my
main focus was on him. I was being a little over aggressive kneading his
balls and rubbing his "feel good spot," with my middle finger. I got real
brave and massaged his bum hole as well. I knew it felt good because I'd do
it to myself when I jerked off. He let out quite a moan, his body stiffened
slightly, certainly not expecting what I was doing, but relaxed again
seconds later. I could't believe what I was doing either! I had a finger
rubbing a guy's hole and poking into it slightly. I found it slick,
reallized that his mom must have applied baby oil down there! For what
reason? I didn't know or care right then!

  We layed like that for a quite some time. He was obviously quite content
with everything I was doing to him, breathing heavy, but not saying
anything. I looked toward the TV and what I saw almost made me cum,
seriously, my heart was pounding! The boy with the larger cock had it
between the girl and the other guy's lips who was also fondling buddies
balls. They were on their knees, each licking his shaft! The girl then took
it into her mouth and started sucking it, the boy started licking and
sucking the testicles. Jordie's breathing was very rapid, I could feel his
chest heaving on my knee. I was in a trance, not believing my own eyes when
the girl positioned the cock at the boy's mouth, he devoured it to the base
then started bobbing his head as he stroked the cock in rhythm. When
suddenly he released it from his mouth, he continued to vigorously
masturbate the guy, the cock erupted and sprayed cum all over his lips,
chin, and a few squirts into the guys open mouth. The scene was more than I
could handle. Giving me the courage, I moved my face over Jordie's hard
cock and sucked half of him into my mouth! Jordie's ass came off the bed,
yelled "HOLY FUCK, BOBBY! WHAT ARE YA DOING, DUDE!"

  I began sucking and stroking him just like I saw on the porno. His cock
was so warm and meaty. I felt it was naturally meant to me in my mouth and
I wasn't going to stop for anything! Jordie recovered from his shock and
was just muttering "oh, dude, oh, dude, ya don't have to do that for me!" I
just started sucking him harder, giving him the clear message that I wanted
to blow him, coming up for air, I attacked his balls next, sucking each
testicle into my mouth before resuming his blow job. He started to slightly
thrust his cock. I had at least 5 thick inches of him now in my mouth, I
somehow knew that was my limit without gagging.

  The finger that had been playing with his anus was slowing entering
him. I don't know why that entered my mind to this day, putting a finger up
someone's bum would have been disgusting a few minutes earlier. I didn't
even know about the prostate back then! It was slick enough that I didn't
have any great resistance putting it all the way in. Once again, his ass
came up off the bed, litterally screaming "OH FUCK!"

  So now I had a good rhythm going, sucking, jerking and moving my finger
around in his hole. I was mashing my own cock along his side, humping him
like I did my pillow a few times. I was enjoying everything way, way to
much! Cock sucking and everything else just came naturally to me, like I'd
been doing it for ages, an old pro! I knew then and there that I'd be
giving a lot of guys blow jobs in future. I was now a cock sucking faggot
and I didn't care!

  He didn't last to much longer, telling me he was about to cum, giving me
a gracious warning to pull off, I sucked harder, masturbating him fast and
furious with just by mouth. I felt his cock swell, then start to unload
spurt after spurt. His whole body tensed up and he began screaming in
ecstacy, "Bobby, Bobby, dude, that's so fucking good!"

  I kept his cock in my mouth as it deflated. I had swallowed every bit of
his cum that I could, but I did choke on it at one point, losing some out
the sides of my mouth. I retracted my finger from his bum, got on my knees
and jerked off onto his belly as he looked on. The next thing I did was
bend over and eat it off him. He never said a word, but I sensed he thought
it was gross. "No mess to clean up this time, Jordie!" We both laughed hard
for a long time and then again when he mentioned I looked like a "glazed
donut" with the cum all over my face. I started to lick my lips and wipe it
off with a hand, joking, asking him if he wanted some. He replied, "that's
so nasty, dude, yuck!"

  We smoked the other joint, me still naked, the sheet still down to his
feet. I sat on the bed side, one leg on the floor and the other bent on his
tummy. I was fully exposed, legs spread wide and I didn't give a shit! We
talked about what just happened. I had no shame or guilt about anything
when he suggested that it "just kind of just happened, let's just forget
about it" blaming the pot and the porn. He continued trying to justify
things, "It wasn't a gay thing, Bobby, we just kind of got carried away,
right?" I didn't hold back my opinion when I told him I loved what I just
did to him and I had been dreaming about it for days. He suggested that
maybe I was just bi-sexual, which he had to explain to me as I'd never
heard that before. "Like the guys in the movie, dude! They still did girls,
too! Nothing wrong with that, I guess. Like they didn't kiss and shit, ya
know, gay stuff?"

  I assured him that I certainly had no desire to kiss him, and that maybe
he was right, I'm bi-sexual. It kind of made me feel a little more secure
in myself, but I think it just made him more comfortable with things, as
well.

  He did admit that the blow job was beyond anything he thought one would
be like and my finger up his bum, for some strange reason, felt totally
awsome suddenly, although he was initially going to stop me from doing
that.

  It was he who suggested we watch the rest of the porn. I found where I
thought we lost track, the guy blow job scene. The next scene was the two
girls going at it for a while as the two guys looked on, feeling each
others "junk," then, they too, got back into it. There was ass licking,
"yuck" cried Jordie," interseting, thought I!" Then the guy with the large
cock bum fucked the other guy. People really do that?

  I was hard again, stroking my cock, not caring if Jordie saw that it was
turning me on, but when the girl scene reappeared he started getting hard
as well. Jordie got a second blow job that night!  I got between his legs
this time. I sucked him and fingered him for I don't know how long but my
jaw was definatley sore when he finally came in my waiting mouth. I rubbed
his cum wet cock all over my face as another joke. Just then we heard the
front door being opened!

  Panic set in. His mom was early! I jumped onto the floor looking for my
shorts as we had turned off the bed lamp and only the light from the TV
illuminated the room. Jordie was trying to get the sheet back over him
using only his one functioning leg, not having much success and I really
couldn't find my shorts!

  I quickly covered Jordie with the sheet, sprayed the room with Lysol to
mask the smell, if any, from the joint we smoked a lttile ealier and turned
off the DVD player when she opened his bedroom door, sniffed the strong
odor of the Lysol, but she didn't comment on it, instead she came over to
give Jordie a kiss and even with just the light from the TV, she saw I was
naked. I have covering my genitals with my hands. "Bobby, are you naked?"

  Jordie was quick on the draw. "He was just about to take a shower to cool
off, it's stinking hot in here, mom, we really got to get an air
conditioner.  How was your night out? Home early, why?"

  I was crimson red. She backed away allowing me some modesty. "We couldn't
get in the bar, it was packed and we didn't want to wait in line. We were
both tired and just decided to call it a night. Do you need anything,
Jordie? I'm going to bed!"

  "No, Bobby's looked after me pretty good" He turned toward me. "Hey,
dude, hurry up and have that shower! We'll watch the other movie. It's only
ten o'clock. You don't have to go home yet, unless you want to!" His mother
was buying the shower story! "Go ahead, Bobby, towels are in the hall
closet beside the bathroom. I'm turning in now. You boy's keep the noise
down, okay? Oh, and Bobby, please make sure you turn on the baby monitor
when you leave!" That brought a groan and a roll of the eyes from Jordie!
"Can't ya just call it an intercom or something, mom?"

  She turned and walked out of the room snickering. Seconds later we heard
her bedroom door close. In keeping up appearances, I did have that shower.
The first thing I saw in the bathroom mirror was the dried up cum around my
mouth! Thank God the lighting in Jordie's room was dim! We are really going
to have to be more carefull in future, I thought!

  After the shower I closed the bedroom door and we both broke out laughing
at the situation we found ourselves in. "Jordie, you're a genious! That was
quick thinking, man! But where are my shorts?" I turned on the bed side
lamp and found them between the arm chair and the bed, how I didn't see
them there I'll never know. I was about to pull them on when Jordie
surprised me, after all we'd just been through! "Hey, dude, I still owe ya
one. Fuck my hand if you want. So I did. After I'd cum, he opened up his
hand . He had a smirk on his face. I knew what he was suggesting. I ate it
off his hand!

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