The Boy Who Came in From the Cold (25 page)

Jerk off? The two of them? What had that sex book said about this? That it was perfectly normal for boys to play around together? Experiment? Of course, they were both a little old to fit into that theory, weren’t they? They hardly qualified as boys, did they?

Austin popped open the span on his jeans, staring right into Todd’s face. Todd’s cock throbbed and found he couldn’t move. Couldn’t say a single word. Austin must have taken that as an okay, because then—and Todd held his breath at what he saw coming (
my God! is he going to
…?)—Austin pushed his thumbs under the waistband of his underwear, pulled it up, down, and over, and snagged it under his balls. Todd gasped at the sight. Austin’s cock was rockhard, rigid as steel, and gave a throb of excitement. A big pearl of precum began forming at the head, and as Todd watched, completely unable to look away, it began to run slowly—like syrup—down the length of Austin’s cock.

“Take yours out,” Austin said, his voice gravelly.

Todd looked up into his best friend’s eyes, saw the hunger and lust, and without even knowing what he was doing, he unzipped his own jeans, opened them, and with a gulp, pulled down his underwear, exposing himself to his friend.

“Fuck,” Austin said. “You’re bigger than me.”

Todd doubted it. Austin’s looked huge. The foreskin, which had always secretly fascinated Todd, had slid back, revealing the purplish head, which glistened in the light from the TV. His throat seized up and he had to concentrate to be able to swallow.

“Lean back,” Austin instructed. “I want to see it.”

 

Todd did as he was told and that allowed his cock to rear up, totally on display to his friend.

 

“Nice,” Austin said. “I’ve seen it a million times, but I never thought it would get that big.”

 

You’ve thought about it?
Todd wondered.
You’ve thought about my hard-on?

 

Austin grabbed the base of his own erection and gave it a stroke. Then another. “Grab yourself,” he whispered.

Todd was afraid to. He thought he might shoot if he even touched his cock.
“Do it,” Austin demanded.

Todd gulped, and then did what he’d been commanded. Electricity shot through his body and his ass rose up from the couch before settling slowly back down to the cushion. His cock pulsed, and like his buddy’s, began to leak.

“Stroke it,” Austin said.

Todd closed his eyes.
I can’t believe we’re doing this!
He gave his erection a long stroke and gasped at how good it felt. Had it ever felt this good? He’d jerked off about a billion times. Why was it so much better this time?

Todd opened his eyes and saw Austin’s eyes were moving back and forth from his cock to the porn on the television. The girls there were both playing with the ugly man’s huge penis. After a moment Austin looked up into Todd’s eyes. In a voice Todd could barely hear, he said, “Want to do that?” He nodded his head toward the screen.

“Do… do that?” Todd managed.
“Help.” Austin took a deep breath. “Want to help each other out?”

Todd’s eyes widened. Austin not only wanted them to jerk off together, but to touch each other’s cocks?
“Nobody will ever know,” Austin whispered. “
You
know what it feels like to have someone else touch you. You have Joan. I don’t. I want to know….”

So this was just about being horny, then, Todd saw. Austin didn’t have any feelings about this. About him. Austin wasn’t gay or anything. It was just like the book said. No chance to get at a girl, so Austin wanted this instead?

“Todd?” There was desperation in his friend’s voice. Suddenly Todd knew it was okay. That he was going to do this…

 

(
“You a faggot or something?”
)

 

… and he didn’t give a shit what his stepfather would think.

After all, it was normal. It was just hormones. Raging hormones. It didn’t mean anything. He moaned, and just like that, Austin was scooting over next to him. Austin reached out with his left hand, hesitated for just a second, and then took Todd’s throbbing erection into his warm, rough palm and curled his fingers around it.

Todd cried out and had to bite down on his cheeks to keep from cumming.

Fuck! All he’s doing is touching me!
Austin gave Todd’s cock a stroke or two and moaned himself. “Your cock is so warm,” Austin said. “Hot. It feels like it’s on crappin’ fire.” He rubbed his thumb under the head, which was slick with precum, and Todd shuddered in pleasure. His now empty hand began to flex. Did he do it? Did he touch Austin’s cock?
“Please,” Austin said, as if reading his mind. “Please, Todd.”
Todd let out a long breath, and then slowly reached out and took another guy’s penis in his hand for the first time. It was so hard! So damned warm, just like Austin had said. Alive. “God,” he moaned. He

trembled. Shit! He was holding a cock. He was holding onto his best friend’s cock. He gripped it, stunned by how it felt. He’d touched his own cock countless times, but this one felt different as much as it felt the same. It felt sexy. Thicker than his own. He moved his hand up and down the length.

“Oh God, yes,” Austin moaned.

So the two of them sat that way—Todd pretending to enjoy the porn—slowly masturbating each other. Over and over again, Todd thought he would cum, and as if sensing it, Austin would lay off or

slow down at just the right moment so his orgasm was held off. God, Austin was good at this. So much better than how Joan did it. In fact, all of this was actually exciting, exciting in a way being naked and sexual had never been with his girlfriend.

What did that mean?

 

Gay. Is it gay? Am I gay? No! Not gay.
I won’t
be gay!

 

Then Austin did something different. He leaned over so his face was right over Todd’s cock—

 

Shit! Is he going to suck it?

 

—and then let a big drop of saliva fall down onto the head and began to stroke anew, but very slowly.

 

“Fuck!” Todd half shouted.

 

Austin shushed him, although Todd didn’t know why. Austin’s grandparents had surely gone to sleep hours ago.

 

“Do that to me,” Austin said.

Todd trembled, and then did as his friend asked. It put his mouth only inches from his friend’s pulsing wet cockhead, and he suddenly flashed on that afternoon in the locker room—with his classmate’s

penis so close to his face—and the thought:
What would it be like to take that in my mouth?
From this angle, Todd couldn’t help but smell Austin’s crotch scent rising up to him. Sexy. Austin was right. They did smell good. Fucking
hot
as a matter of fact. So different from the way Joan smelled. Their working out had brought out that musky man smell—and now Todd knew that was what all men must smell like.
Why is this so hot? The guys at school are always talking about how good pussy smells!
Austin’s balls, unlike that boy’s in the locker room, had drawn up tight in their hairy sack. They weren’t loose at all.

That’s cuz he’s close to cumming
, Todd realized, and then knew he wanted to see it. Needed to see it.

 

“Todd?” Austin asked, breaking Todd free from his near mesmerized state.

He opened his mouth and drooled down onto the head of Austin’s cock, although as much precum was flowing, he hardly needed to do it, then leaned back and resumed stroking his friend. He couldn’t believe what he was doing—what they were doing. But an orgasm was building he knew would be bigger than any he’d ever had.

Austin leaned over his cock, paused a moment, then looked up into Todd’s eyes. “Don’t tell, okay?” and before Todd could say,
Hell no, I’m not going to tell
, found out what Austin actually meant. To his