wouldn’t do each other, right?”

“Yeah…that was great – I was so hot – and ready…”

“Randy just evened the score on that one with Pete…”

“No shit…what happened?”

“Not sure – they must’ve wrestled for a BJ…when I walked in, Randy was on his knees between Pete’s legs – blowin’ his brains out…”

“Damn, that boy learns fast…he’s almost as good as you! In case you didn’t know, you give great head, man!”

“So I’ve been told…comes with practice, I guess – think I might be able to interest you now…?”

“Shit, you already have, man…I haven’t cum since early this morning and I’m SO ready!” Rod slipped off the couch to his knees, grasped Zeb’s smooth nads and deep throated his luscious, turgid tool. “Ohhhh - Rod, man…you sure do know how to make ‘Mr. Happy’ happy! Damn…oh, oh…ah…oo, oo, oooo, OOOOOO! Oh, yeah…I’m cummin’ – OH, SHEEE—IT! Oh, hell – that’s it…I’m done…oh, oh, yeah! Shit! Ahhhhhhh!”

“Sweet load, man…thanks!”

“Thank YOU…hell, since I’ve hooked up with you and Pete – and Randy too – I’ve cum more…and better…than I ever thought I could…come to think of it, I haven’t even jacked off in months…no need!”

Rod gave his jewel box a knowing squeeze…“Glands, man – the more you use ‘em, the better they work…ease off, and they’ll dry up!”

“Damn, I hope that’ll never happen!”

“Not if we have our way it won’t, that’s for sure!”

About a half hour later, Pete and Randy came back from the barn…hair still wet from their shower. Zeb and Rod were still on the sofa – Rod sitting between Zeb’s spread legs as he had before…idly toying with his soft goods with his right hand – occasionally slipping a finger into the crack of his ass as a tease - while slowly stroking his own cock with his left.

Neither Pete nor Randy had bothered putting on their shirts for the short walk from the barn to the house – just Levis and jackets, so were bare chested when they came into the room.

Pete looked at the guys on the sofa and grinned broadly and knowingly. “You gave him a blowjob, didn’t you…!”

“Whatever makes you think that?”

“I know this kid…if he hadn’t just cum a few minutes ago, he’d be rock hard and leakin’ like a bad faucet with you messin’ with his goods like that…!”

“So, I watched Randy do you and you didn’t complain…!”

“Who’s complaining…just makin’ an observation…he’s good, isn’t he?”

“Sweet…better each time I take him!”

“Doesn’t look like he did you though, judging from that piece of wood in your hand…”

“Nah – didn’t give him a chance…but that’s ok – there’s always tomorrow…”

“What’s so great about tomorrow…what’s the matter with right now?”

“That an offer?”

“You’ve known me how long? You have to ask?”

“Yeah, you’re right…that’s an offer!”

Pete pulled off his boots