Jesse Wants a Taste Chapter 5

Jesse Wants a Taste
Chapter 5 - Enough to Share

by NK-Writes

Don't need an intro or a recap? Jump to the start of the story.

This chapter includes two orgasms and teen/teen masturbation, foreskin play, and brief mentions of solo masturbation and incest between teens.

Please only read this if it is legal, safe, and comfortable for you to do so where you currently live.

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Jesse and Alex continue their sleepover!

I appreciate the many, MANY messages I've received during the wait for this chapter. I love that you're excited to read more about Jesse!

In the meantime, I hope you've found my second story, "Too Hot for My Stepbrother" in the Gay/Incest section. I'll be alternating new chapters between these two stories, so keep an eye out there for Chapter 3!

This fictional story focuses on sexual activity between teen male characters. This story does not advocate for or condone adults sexualizing people who are under the age of consent. It is about memories of first times and wishes of what could have been, which for many LGBTQA* people focuses on their teen years. There will never be adult/teen sex or male/female sex in any chapters of this story.

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The Story So Far

Whether you're joining the story in-progress or simply need a refresher, here's what you need to know:

Jesse is our narrator. He is 13 years old and the only child of a single father. Jesse just discovered the joys of masturbation via a helping hand from Alex, a 14-year-old who lives around the corner from Jesse's grandparents. Jesse was happy to return the favor for Alex.

Jesse has a foreskin and Alex is circumcised, so there was some initial confusion between them - but it wasn't anything that a little spit couldn't help. Back at home, Jesse gets the hang of masturbating with and without spit thanks to his foreskin. This leads Jesse to engineer an early return visit to his grandparents several weeks later, during which he convinces Alex to sleep over. After a game of Truth or Dare, the two of them jerk off in front of each other and then lend each other a hand again.

Despite not previously knowing about masturbation, Jesse already had a fixation on penises and sucking them - and he hopes he might get to do that with Alex.

Alex is the middle child between his older "too cool" teenage brother Tony and his younger teen brother Corey. Jesse is actually closer to Corey's age than he is to Alex's. According to Alex, Corey has tried three times to suck him while he was asleep, but Alex always notices and rolls over so Corey will stop.

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Chapter 5 - Enough to Share

I was in bed with another boy.

I had a few sleepovers earlier in my life, which sometimes included sharing a bed. This was different. Alex and I had just jerked each other off. He came all over my hand. And now we were lying together under the covers in my bed at my grandparent's house.

What I wanted more than anything in the world was to touch Alex some more. And taste him.

One part in particular.

"Does it usually take you very long to go to sleep?" Alex asked, turning sideways to regard me in the faint moonlight streaming through the window above our heads. As he did, his arm touched mine, the feeling of his warm skin against mine sending an electric thrill through my body.

We had already touched each other plenty tonight, but for reasons I couldn't quite articulate it felt like we were both averse to making the first move into any kind of cuddling situation. My bed was big enough for us to lay side by side, but any movement from either of us resulted in our bare legs or arms brushing against each other.

"Honestly?" I said, grinning in the dark at how easily our conversation was about to turn back to the topic of our dicks. "The past few weeks I've mostly been jerking off right before sleep. If I don't just do it I wind up getting distracted by my dick eventually. Then I wind up staying up even later to jerk off anyway. If I jerk off right when I get into bed it's easier to nod off afterward."

Alex chuckled low in his chest, reverberating through the bed springs beneath us. "I love that you are enjoying your no-mess-jacking as much as you possibly can right now. One day soon you're gonna be enjoying yourself and something is gonna come out of that dick and it's going to be all over for you."

"What, you mean you never jerk off at night in bed? Just because you shoot?" I was incredulous. It was hard for me to go to sleep without cumming after just a month of knowing about jerking off. Surely Alex had the same distraction from time to time. "Can't you just shoot into a tissue or whatever?"

"Well, you have to think," Alex said, "I have Corey up there in the bunk above mine."

"Ah, right," I agreed. Alex's little brother Corey. Corey who unintentionally started the chain of events that led to this new mutual masturbation society I had with Alex by swooping down from his top bunk in the night to try to suck off his brother.

I could hardly blame him.

"But," Alex continued, "sometimes I'll jack a little. I can't do the spitting and all that to get it wet. Too much noise and mess. And I can't go fast or the bed will creak. Plus, I need a washcloth to shoot into... although, after tonight I know to just smuggle an extra sock under my pillow! But, between all of that and trying to be sure Corey is asleep, it's usually only once every week or two. It's easier if I take care of it in the shower before bed. If it gets hard again after, it just stays hard."

"IN the shower?" I asked. "I didn't have any luck with spit in the shower at all. The water made it awkward. It only worked for me when I figured out how to do it with my foreskin without using any spit."

"Oh, no, not spit in the shower. But I guess you don't need anything, huh?" Alex paused. "No, I just go for it. Or, I'll use some baby oil. That feels awesome."

"Baby oil?!" my eyes widened as I realized there were a whole host of slippery substances out in the world Alex probably enjoyed applying to his circumcised cock.

"Yeah! It's so slippery! Like fucking a girl, I bet. The first time I tried with a little bit of my mom's, but I was afraid to keep using it in case she noticed it was getting lower. So, at the grocery store, I asked my mom to buy me this awful-smelling liquid body soap that Corey or Tony would never want to use. It's like honey flower sweetness puke flavored. I emptied it all down the drain and rinsed out the container a few times, and then I stopped at the drug store by myself on my way home from school and got my own baby oil. I just poured it into the soap container and tossed the baby oil bottle into the garbage at school the next day."

"Whoa," I was seriously impressed. I thought I was clever for figuring out what a foreskin was for. Meanwhile, Alex was conducting special espionage missions to fuel his shower sessions. "You are a jacking ninja. That is a lot of effort."

"Yeah, well, you try living in a house with four other people, two of whom use the same bathroom as you and one who sleeps five feet above your head. You'd be a ninja too," he said flashing me that stunning smile in the moonlight drifting through my window. "Except, you wouldn't need baby oil."

We both giggled about this. I loved that my foreskin had become a major focus of conversation with Alex tonight. I didn't feel singled out by it at all, nor did I feel like it made him feel badly about his circumcised dick. It was just a cool thing that made me different than him and he liked it.

Which means he liked my dick. MY dick!

"You should try some oil, though," he said, still grinning. "It's a lot slicker than spit. I bet you could do crazy stuff with baby oil AND your skin."

I couldn't believe we had both cum twice in and now we were lying together still talking about jerking off. Before we got into bed, Alex made it sound like he could not possibly go a third time in one night, but I was sure I could.

In fact, I was increasingly sure that was my plan. But, first, I wanted to turn things back to Alex's jacking habits. I wanted to know EVERYTHING there was to know to fuel my fantasies until summer break began.

"So, usually you take care of it in the shower? What do you do when you shoot?"

"Uh, just shoot, I guess?" Alex replied, twisting his mouth slightly to one side as he thought. "Like, on the wall? Honestly, I barely even think about it. It's all tile, so it rinses away in a second no matter where I shoot."

"And what about when you sometimes jerk in bed? How does that work?"

"I only try it if it seems like Corey is asleep right away. Like, if I can hear him breathing really deep and steady. I'll jerk dry and shoot into a washcloth, and then bring that in the bathroom with me the next morning. We all have our own colors to keep the laundry straight, so it's not like anyone is going to miss it or use it by accident. Or, like, if Corey is out riding his bike I might get a chance to do it alone in our bedroom after school." He paused. "Tony and his fucking big bedroom, he probably sits in there and jacks it all night long like you do, without a care in the world. I won't get a room to myself unless he goes away for college."

Alex had mentioned earlier he was sure his older brother's dick must be eight inches long since he caught him double-fisting it. That made me remember something Alex had shrugged off earlier in the evening as fodder for a later round of Truth or Dare that never wound up happening.

"Hey, I asked you earlier if you measured yours and you didn't answer."

"Heck yeah, I have," Alex said with obvious glee. "It's almost six inches this week. Well... five and three-quarters. But, it's getting closer."

"This WEEK?" I was incredulous. "How often do you measure?!"

"Every week or two," Alex replied, slightly shrugging his shoulders under my blanket. "It's not like we keep a ruler in the bathroom, so I've got to be sneaky about it. But, it's grown a lot just this year. Even since last time I was here! But, I'm still getting taller all the time too, so I bet it's going to keep growing. Maybe not as big as Tony's, but..."

Alex trailed off, deep in thought about how huge of a dick he might have in a few years. I didn't need to imagine his future dick - his present one was huge enough and interesting enough to me. In fact, all this talk about it had made me super hard again, and I definitely wanted to get off a third time for the night.

Trusting that nothing Alex had seen already would freak him out at this point, I reached down to slip off my pajama bottoms and underwear, kicking them to the foot of the bed deep beneath the covers.

"What are you doing," Alex hissed at me, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Taking off my pants so I can jerk some more," I replied. I gave my hardening dick a few tugs, squeezing my glans hard through the skin as I eased it up and over my head.

"You animal," he shot back at me, but I knew from his tone he was smiling.

"Just because your dick is all worn out doesn't mean mine has to be," I said, reaching across with my free hand to give him a teasing tap on his crotch through his pajamas. I was surprised to feel some hardness there, obvious through the layers of fabric. "Whoa, maybe not so worn out."

"Hey, it's not that I can't get hard again," he giggled, "it's just that I don't know if it will survive another throttling like the last one you gave me."

"Dude, it's your night away from Corey and the bunk beds. Live a little."

I swore I could almost hear him rolling his eyes at me, but without another word, I could hear and feel him reaching down beneath the covers to slide down his shorts and underwear.

Now we were both naked from the waist down in bed together. I was already rampantly jacking my foreskin up and down over the head of my dick, but since I had cum twice already I wasn't about to pop at a moment's notice. This would take some time.

I could hear the movement of Alex's arm shifting under my comforter and I knew he was jerking off too, just a few inches from me. I wasn't sure what we'd do if he came in my bed, but we'd cross that bridge if we came to it.

(Or, came on it, I guess.)

I was surprised to suddenly feel Alex's right hand tentatively brushing against my cock, as if asking permission. I gave a little moan of consent, and he slipped his fingers around the tip of my dick, taking over for my jerking. He seriously could not stop fidgeting with my foreskin now that he had tacit approval to touch it whenever my pants were down. He was gripping it overhanded, like reaching out for a handshake, which was totally different from how we had jerked off before. It meant he could use the ring of his thumb and forefinger to force my skin up over my glans, but then when he jerked down my exposed head dragged gently against his palm.

I reached out to do the same to him, but he was taller than me and his reach was a little longer, so I couldn't quite get to his dick.

"Slide a little closer," I hissed. My bed groaned slightly as he complied and suddenly my hand closed around his warm dick. It was hard again, but maybe not as rock-hard as it had been earlier in the night for our first two rounds. I assumed his head might be a little sore from all the direct abuse, so I didn't want to use the same reverse handshake grip he was using on me. I slid even closer to him to get my normal underhand jacking grip on his cock.

I hadn't really thought this through, but at this point we were practically face-to-face. Or, more like my face to his chin, due to his height and the length of his torso compared to mine.

As we continued jerking each other, our arms crossed and jostled as we both reached down for each other's dicks. I felt his breath hot on my forehead and could smell a hint of deodorant from his nearby pits. I hadn't started using any yet.

Alex reached his left hand down and across my body, and for a moment I thought he was going to give me a hug. Instead, it joined his right on my dick but kept reaching past it until his fingers encircled my balls.

All this past month I hadn't paid too much attention to my testicles. Maybe that's because I wasn't shooting yet, so they weren't too involved in my whole process. I hadn't considered them to be part of being aroused. They were just... there.

Obviously, Alex had some different ideas. He gently kneaded my sack, gingerly moving the balls around inside. The movement itself wasn't so interesting, but just having him handle my sac made my body tingle in a new way. Plus, it occasionally added a little bit of extra tension on my dick if he tugged down while jerking up. It felt amazing.

Involuntarily, I let out a low groan in my throat and kind of thrusted into his grip, which also ground my balls into the palm of his hand. This in turn tugged the skin of my dick downward, creating more tension as he jacked my foreskin up and down. I continued thrusting into his hands.

Alex picked up on how turned on his new tactics were making me. He kept on rolling my ball sac, but now deliberately tracing his fingertips along the underside. At one point one of his grasping fingers overextended their target and brushed against my perineum.

If his ball-play was giving me a tingle, that touch gave me a SHOCK. It was a part of my body I never really touched. Even in the shower, giving my butt a good rinse and scrub didn't really involve groping my taint.

Alex was driving me to distraction. I finally gave up my own grip on his dick and let him take control of my body again like he had earlier. Without my arm between us to tangle things up, he slid downward a little so we were closer to being face to face so he could reach me more easily. He switched his grip to use the standard jerking fist on my uncut cock. All the while, he continued to knead my balls with his left hand and brush his fingers against my taint.

It was a total sensory overload that I could never possibly achieve on my own, just like my jacking him off through his orgasm had been an hour earlier. I completely lost myself to the tingling and the thrusting. I urgently fucked myself into his jerking hand over and over.

In one of the rounds of thrusting everything lined up all at once like a row of cherries on a slot machine. Alex gave the little twist at the top of his jerking motion and then pulled down just as I pushed my balls into his palm, making my skin taut, and letting his fingers drift back onto my taint.

It was enough to send me over the edge. I frantically thrust into his hands a few more times and then I started to cum. He kept jerking my cock, but he left his left hand to rest warmly over my balls. Feeling the pressure there as my dick contracted over and over was almost too much sensation all at once. Without thinking about it I pressed my face hard into his shoulder and let my jaw hang slack. My breath caught in my throat as my orgasm rocked through my body.

Eventually, my spasms subsided and I could breathe again, even though it felt like all of the muscles in my body were still flashing hot and cold as I felt the after-effects of my orgasm. As I gasped for air I realized what an odd position I had contorted myself into. Alex was sortof spooning me front-to-front, with my small body pressed up against his larger one.

"Ohhh," I half-gasped, half-moaned, breathing heavily into the top of his chest while he still held gently onto my cock and balls.

"Good one?" he asked, gingerly fondling my still-trembling balls.

"So, so good," I replied, breathily. Finally, for the first time that whole night, I felt my dick going totally soft in his hands. I was well and truly spent.

Alex removed his left hand from my balls and started pulling his right hand from my flaccid penis, but

I reached my right hand down and stopped him.

"This is what it's like after I cum in bed," I whispered up into his ear. "If it's the third time of the day, I go all soft and I keep playing with my foreskin until I fall asleep."

Alex continued gently squeezing my foreskin so that it swallowed up my shrinking glans. It was the first time I had been soft enough around Alex for the whole thing to be covered. He continued rolling my spongey, covered head between his fingers.

"It feels like there's so much MORE skin now," he said quietly back to me as he continued playing with my dick.

"Same amount of skin, just way less dick," I replied with a smile.

"This is wild," he said, have realized he could insert part of his finger into my slack foreskin alongside my dickhead. He was careful not to be rough with the head, knowing I was still recovering from an orgasm. "There's, like, space to smuggle stuff in here."

"Speaking of which," I said, and reached my hand past his arm to feel his crotch again. He was absolutely rock-hard. As hard as he had been earlier in the night for his epic sock jerk off. Apparently sending me over the edge into a massive orgasm and then playing with my loose skin was making him super horny.

Little did he know what I planned next.

In fact, it had been kind of my secret hope ever since that first day of back-to-back jerking sessions in my bedroom at home. I didn't know if it would actually work, but just thinking about it made me feel so horny. If my dick wasn't already completely worn out from the night's events it would reinflate all over again.

I gripped Alex's dick firmly at the base and pointed it directly at mine. We weren't too far apart, and it didn't take much maneuvering to get his erect nearly six inches brushing right up against the hand he was using to explore my foreskin.

"What are you doing?" He didn't sound upset, just genuinely confused.

"Trying something," I replied. I gently removed his hand from my soft dick and took over control of my foreskin. I pushed my body forward a little and rubbed our two dicks together.

"Fuck. Jesse. Oh my..."

As Alex babbled, I pushed his slim bullet of a glans into the pocket of my foreskin, just like he had done with his finger. It was a snug fit. His glans mashed against my own dickhead down further into my skin, but I was able to cover his head entirely. I coaxed my foreskin to roll forward over the ridge of his helmet, and that was absolutely as far as it would go.

Alex was panting like a dog, seemingly in disbelief at what was happening. While keeping one hand on our dick-to-dick connection, I used my other hand to pull his wrist back toward our cocks.

"I want you to jerk yourself off using my foreskin," I said, as I guided his hand to the head of his dick with my foreskin wrapped around it. He made tentative contact, and I could feel him tracing his glans THROUGH my foreskin with one finger.

It felt wild! I was between Alex and himself.

"Oh my god. Oh, fuck. Jesse. Is this... is this what it feels like for you?"

I laughed a little as I felt him continuing to finger his own head through my skin.

"I guess so. I mean, for me the foreskin is PART of my penis. It doesn't just MAKE my dick feel good, it IS my dick feeling good. But what you're doing... feeling the head through the skin with your fingers - that's basically the only way I used to play with myself before you taught me what to do last month. Like, actual stroking."

"Wow," he breathed. "I, um, I don't know how to..."

"I don't have an instruction book for reverse foreskin application, dude. Do whatever feels good."

"Does it hurt?" he asked, giving my foreskin a very tender tug towards his shaft.

"Nah. It's meant to stretch. It's got to fit my whole hard dick inside of it. This could only ever work if I am totally, totally soft. Which is usually never."

Alex experimented with rolling his fingers over his covered head for a while. Then it seemed as though he was ready to try something more direct. He made a fist around my dick and foreskin with his own dickhead lodged in it and started thrusting into his fist. Every in-stroke pushed his glans deeper into my foreskin, and then he'd ease himself out slightly and push back in.

He kept up this thrusting for a minute or so, and then I felt his dick spasm a little and thought he might be cumming. I hadn't really thought that through entirely. My foreskin could stretch, but I don't know if it could hold the liquid content of another one of Alex's loads.

"Did you cum?" I whispered to him.

"No. I felt like I was about to so I backed off. We better stop, or else I might, though. It'll make a huge mess."

I thought for a moment and then reached one foot down deep to the foot of the bed to snag my discarded underwear beneath my toes. I dragged it back upward until I could reach it with one hand, careful not to pull away from where Alex had our dicks encircled in his grip.

"Here," I said, handing him my briefs. "Just wrap these around when you're cumming, or something. Worst-case scenario, it gets everywhere we do your spilled orange juice play in the morning as an excuse to change my sheets."

"Are you sure?" he asked, incredulously. We weren't just talking about him cumming, we were talking about him cumming all over me... my penis and my bed.

Really, IN my penis, if we were being specific. His hard dick was still throbbing inside the cover of my foreskin.

I leaned in close to his ear and whispered something. It was a risk, because it was the most forward thing either of us had said to each other and I already knew Alex was a little grossed out by his cum. But, deep down I was already certain it would drive him crazy.

"Fuck my foreskin, Alex."

Alex seemed to enjoy using the word "fuck" to talk about men and women having sex together, but I rarely ever said it. I didn't want to risk saying "fuck ME," and I wasn't sure how I actually felt about that. But, at that moment Alex and I were both totally obsessed with my uncut penis and I was sure he would want to fuck THAT.

I was right. Alex pulled my undies from my hand and started to thrust wildly into my foreskin within his fist. He changed his grip at one point to a more standard jerk-off fist, pulling my skin down over his head with each stroke. Then he switched back to the way it had been before, pumping his dick into a cushion of my foreskin gripped inside of his fist.

Alex was pretty much mashing the head of his dick against my own helmet head over and over again. If I hadn't just cum three times in as many hours I would be as hard as steel and there would be no give in my foreskin for him to slide in his own dick head. Even though I was pretty sure I was getting the beginnings of a semi from all of the action, I was a long way from being hard.

However, Alex was not a long way from cumming. In fact, despite all of the confusing sensations coming from my penis, I was sure I felt a little bit of liquid lubricating our dick heads as they smashed together over and over.

"I'm gonna," he panted his familiar warning sign that he was about cum a third time that night, and buried his face into my neck. He clumsily used his free hand to shove my underwear all around his fist as he continued to thrust his cock into it (and into me). Then, all of a sudden, I felt a rush of warmth on my penis.

"Fuck!" Alex exclaimed, a little too loudly.

He was cumming right on me. In me, I guess.

We'd established earlier that Alex was no good at jacking through his orgasms. I guess it was a little different with my foreskin as an intermediary as well as with him thrusting his cock into his fist rather than using his fist to jerk off. He didn't exactly thrust the entire time, but he definitely pulled back and pushed in once or twice, even as the negative space of my foreskin quickly filled up with his cum.

Finally, his orgasm was over, although he continued holding tight around our joined dicks and my now-soggy underwear wrapped around them.

I gave him a little time to cool down and catch his breath. But, I was dying to know.

"So," I said softly, "how was it?"

Alex was still breathing heavily into my shoulder. We were both sweating on each other.

"I don't even know how to describe it," he said, his breath hot on my skin. "It felt like jerking off your cock, but it was my cock, but I could feel yours too. Your skin made it so easy to squeeze tight and thrust without it feeling too rough, but then that kind of just made me go rougher?"

"I know exactly what you mean," I told him, thrilling at the feeling of his moist breath on my shoulder. "Like, I like using spit to jerk off like you did with me that first time, but sometimes I feel like it is intensity overload on my dickhead. But, when I jerk off dry with my foreskin, in some ways I'm actually a little rougher on myself? Because I've got something to pad between my hand and my dick."

"Yeah. And you can do this all the time OR you can do it my way. Fuck fucking circumcision."

I laughed. That wasn't a combination of words I ever expected to hear, from Alex or anyone else.

"Sorry I came all over you," he added. He sounded suddenly bashful.

"Eh, I knew what I was getting into," I replied with a little chuckle. "Consider it a practice run for when it starts happening to me in a few months."

"When did you know when you were getting into?" Alex looked up at me from where he had nestled his head in the crook of my shoulder. "Like, when did you get this idea?"

"Sort of on the day I came five times? But it didn't totally click for me until you were watching my foreskin roll on and off my dick when you were jacking me earlier tonight."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, before you showed me how to jerk off I was never FULLY soft while thinking about my dick for even a second... unless I had just been freezing or soaking wet. I had no idea it just needed some jerking to relieve the pressure!" I added, which made Alex chortle, shaking both our bodies with his mirth. "Now if I jerk off a few times a day, by the time I go to sleep I wind up being totally soft. So, I've been able to play with my foreskin a lot more than I have since I was a little kid. And, all that extra skin made me start thinking about what we just did. I had no idea it would work, it just seemed like if I was soft enough it would be worth a try. So you could see what it's like"

"Wow," he said. By now both of our dicks were totally soft and beginning to separate. As they did, my foreskin was leaking Alex's cum into the underwear wrapped around them. I could feel Alex dabbing my underwear around our dicks as he tried to soak up as much cum as he could. He pulled them up from under the covers, damp with his release. I wanted to grab them and inhale them deeply... or even suck on them. But, I just watched as Alex looked around for a place to put them and then shrugged his shoulders and set them on the windowsill above our heads.

"I tried to catch it all," Alex said, "but we might have to use the orange juice strategy in the morning."

"It's cool, we'll figure something out."

I hadn't realized it, but even with our cocks no longer joined together in Alex's fist our bodies were completely entangled. He had one leg stretched forward between mine, and one of his arms was draped over my body.

This was something new for me. I spent so much time thinking about guys in various states of undress, and about their penises and putting them in my mouth. Yet I hadn't ever really considered just being physically close to another guy like we were right now. I really thought the only way to get close to another boy was to suck a dick.

Don't get me wrong - I still REALLY wanted to suck Alex's dick, now more than ever before. But, maybe I wanted some other stuff, too? It was super confusing to think about, because I never thought about boys (or even girls) that way. In my head, boys were for looking at and sucking their hard parts, and girls had softer parts for holding and were for dating and marrying, eventually.

The thoughts were too big for my brain to hold after all of the studying and jerking off that day. I reached above us, past the cum-streaked undies, and cracked the window open now that we weren't making any more sex noises that could escape into the suburban night. Then, I settled back into Alex's comforting reach.

"Two more weeks until summer vacation," he said quietly once I was snuggled back under the covers.

"Yeah. I'll be here every weekday until our trip to the beach in July. And, honestly, I can probably convince my dad his commute will be easier if I spend a few nights a week here so he doesn't have to drop me off every morning."

"Cool, I'd hope you'd say that."

"Say what?" I asked him.

"That you'd be spending some more nights here."

"Oh," I said wryly, "Why? Because you were hoping for more triple-cum nights like tonight?"

"Sure," Alex replied, "but also I just like having someone to talk to about all of this stuff. Usually, anything about my dick or jerking off is this totally private thing. I like being able to share it with you - even if it seems really weird or silly. Like cumming on my rug. I feel like I can tell you anything."

Alex's words made me feel awesome, but also a little bit confused. We'd spent a few hours jerking off together and he was ready to trust me so much, but I was still holding back with him. This night had been the best night ever - so much better than getting to suck my neighbor Joseph's dick for a few minutes on a dare.

Yet, the thing I really wanted - to feel Alex's dick in my mouth - was literally within arm's reach and I was afraid if I told him about it might ruin all of his trust.

Thinking about being so close to Alex's dick was almost enough to make me hard again, but I was too tired for another erection. As I drifted off to sleep nestled in his arms, my mind was across our backyards - thinking about the bedroom where Alex's brother Corey was sleeping alone in their bedroom. I had Alex close to me but was too afraid to suck him or even confess that I wanted to, even though his dick was all that I could think about.

As I succumbed to sleep, I wondered if Corey was falling asleep across the yard thinking about the same thing.

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Thank you for reading! I'd love for you to email me to let me know your thoughts about the story so far.

Things definitely got hot, heavy, and maybe even slightly passionate between Jesse and Alex in this chapter! I found editing this chapter particularly tricky despite it being the briefest installment so far, since I was describing an action that's not exactly common to every reader's experience. Hopefully Jesse's experiment with docking made sense to you (and also turned you on). Things will continue to escalate in the next chapter - I know, because I've written it already (and it's not nearly as tricky as this one).

While you're waiting for Chapter 6, you should keep an eye out for another chapter of second story on Nifty, "Too Hot for My Stepbrother" in the Gay/Incest section. It's a masturbation-focused slow burn with teenage characters, but with very different dynamics between the main characters compared to this story.

You matter. Be safe out in the world. Always seek enthusiastic consent, practice safe(-r) sex, get tested, and know your status.

Until next time - NK-Writes