“You’ve cum in my mouth. That’s not personal?”

Billy laughed. “I get your point…I…uh…I am just fascinated by your dick. It’s…its huge!”

“Aw, it’s not that big. I’ve seen bigger.”

“You’re shittin me?”

“No, hell, I know it’s pretty fat, but it’s just average otherwise. Your buddy Ian’s is bigger.”

“You saw Ian naked?”

“You haven’t? I thought you were roommates?”

“We are, but I’ve never seen him without his clothes on. Boxers yes, seen his peter, no. How the hell did you see it?” Billy was surprised at the sting of jealousy that hit him. He imagined Mike and Ian doing stuff together.

“He’s in my weight lifting class and I got a gander at him one day walking out of the showers.”

“It’s big?”

“Not as fat as mine, but a lot longer.”

“His body’s not as nice as yours. He doesn’t have those things.”

“What things?”

Billy pointed and eventually had to touch the lines that went down Mike’s sides and into his boxers. “And those abs are killer man.”

“Simple sit ups, Bill, 250 a day” Mike sat up and said “fuck”. His boxers slid down so Billy could see his pubic hair and the root of his cock. He stared. “Don’t tell anyone I am about to do this.” Mike reached over to the bedside table and pulled out a pack of Marlboros and a lighter. “Sorry man,” as he puffed, “I’m really horny and this’ll stave me off.”

“It’s okay.”

Mike shuffled the pack toward him, “Want one.”

Billy hesitated at first but then admitted, “Hell yeah!” He lit up, too, and they smoked and talked a little more, the conversation eventually coming back to sex as they finished their smokes.

“What did it taste like?” Billy asked.

“What.”

“My cum.”

“Kind of creamy and salty.” Mike said matter of factly. “I actually liked it. Wouldn’t mind doing it again sometime.”

“I like it when we play with each other.” From the corner of his eye he could see Mike’s dick move a little. He was hoping Mike didn’t notice that he was trying to hide a rock hard stiffy himself.

Mike rolled over to him and used one finger to trace Billy’s cock. It jumped a little at the first touch. “You wanna maybe…try a few things with each other. I mean, Lisa’s still gonna be a while, and we’ll just be practicing for her. We’re not fags or anything.”

Billy tried not to sound pleased, but he could thing of nothing more he wanted to do. “Sure if you want to.”

Mike lifted his hips and slipped his shorts off the rest of the way and kicked them off the bed. Billy followed suit. He had barely leaned back against the pillow when Mike wrapped his hand around Billy’s hard dick and stroked it.

“You got a nice dick, too, Bill. I like playing with it.”

Billy reached for his prize and squeezed it. It sprang right to life.

“That’s nice, Bill.” They stroked each other a few times and Mike told him. “We can try anything you want. Anything. If it hurts or doesn’t feel good, just tell me and we’ll stop.”

“Okay.” Billy was in bliss