“You got some work to do for school tomorrow?”

“Half hour’s worth maybe…you bring some work home from the office?

“A little…had to leave early for our meeting with Roscoe…didn’t finish everything.”

“Yeah…can we talk about that some?”

“Talk about what…me not finishing work, or our meeting with Roscoe?”

“Meeting with Roscoe!”

“OK…get your work done – I’ll finish mine…the rest of the evening is yours!”

Rod was sitting on the sofa when Randy came in. He hunkered back into the corner and spread his legs, thinking that Randy was going to sit between them as he had previously.

Instead, Randy laid on his stomach resting on his elbows…his face right in Rod’s crotch.
“Is it ok if I lay like this while we talk?” He began to roll Rod’s hairy jewels in his left hand and fondle his flaccid tool with his right, closely examining the well formed nads and heavily veined cock…finding the “male” scent of Rod’s crotch an incredible aphrodisiac.

“Hell, yeah…it’s ok! What do you want to talk about?”

“Guy sex stuff…”

“OK – what? Something bothering you?” Rod was a little apprehensive. Had he taken him too far too fast? Was letting Pete and Roscoe blow him really a good idea? Was he having an attack of conscience? Still, here he was…face in his crotch…messin’ with his goods!

“I was thinkin’ about, y’know…Roscoe suckin’ me off…and even though I never saw him before – I really liked it…and I guess it was ok with you. I liked it when Pete sucked me off too. Anyway, it’s just that…like, y’know…a couple weeks ago all’s I ever did with another guy was jack him off…and now I’ve had a bunch of blow jobs, and I’ve sucked you off a couple times…and I really want to again…and, and…is it ok that I like guy sex so much…getting sucked, and all?” He continued to manipulate Rod’s genitals as he talked…stopping to kiss his hairy balls a couple times…nibbling the sides of his super-sensitive shaft…kissing the tip of his now firm cock...circling the head with his tongue. “Ever since I sucked you off on the mat on Saturday morning, I’ve been thinkin’ about how much I liked it and how much I want to do it again – only better…and after I met Zeb yesterday…I want to suck him off too…is there something wrong with me?”

“Not a thing in the world, my young friend…its just that you’ve had all this stuff boiling inside you for a couple years…”

Randy paused, buried his nose in Rod’s heavy pubic bush and inhaled deeply. “Ahhhh…!” Then responded to Rod’s observation… “Hell – more like five years…so, it’s ok if I really like to mess with you like this?” Randy took Rod’s tool in his mouth and started to suck, twisting his head from side to side…up and down…working the underside of the hardening member with his tongue, while continuing to fondle and tug his nads.

“Oh, man…it is SO totally ok – you have no idea!” Rod laid his head back against the leather and closed his eyes, resting his hands on Randy’s bobbing head. “Randy - man! You’ve got me so hot…so close…so…oh, oh, ah,