The Bro Job
After giving my buddy access to my junk, I closed my eyes and let him do his thing. He wasn't experienced but I definitely wasn't going to complain either. When he suggested us sucking each other off, I Initially dismissed his idea as absurd. However, as I considered its simplicity and my own pressing need, I eventually conceded.
"Dude, less teeth," I coached him as he drooled and slobbered all over my cock.
"It's a lot bigger than I thought it was going to be," he said, pulling off for a moment to talk.
"You're cool dude, it's feeling pretty good," I told him, not wanting him to stop.
He gripped the bottom of my dick in his hand and started jerking me off as his lips were doing a better job covering his teeth and he got used to the whole thing.
"Jesus, that's good, keep doing that," I told him.
He pulled off again to speak. "Tell me when you're going to nut, I don't want it in my mouth," he said.
"I'll think about it," I said, taking deep breaths and enjoying his mouth and hand.
I knew I would be returning the favor but at this point, I didn't care, I needed to get off by an actual person and not by myself. It had been way too long with my only source of pleasure was my hand. Jason was doing me a bigger favor than he realized, But I had to ask myself, would I be okay with him shooting his load in my mouth and I needed to answer that sooner than later because I was getting closer to my orgasm and then I would be sucking his dick right after.
I don't think he was necessarily enjoying it, but he definitely was playing the role. The way he was gripping me and using his mouth was getting me close.
"Okay, I'm almost there," I told him.
"Tell me when you can't hold back," he replied and went wild on my dick.
My legs spread and I began pushing upward, I didn't have much time, that's why I warned him. I took myself to the edge and held back, feeling the orgasm trying to rush out of my body.
"I'm gonna blow, get off!" I warned, there was no holding back anymore.
He sucked for a few more seconds, I couldn't stop it. The first shot went in his mouth before he could pull off. The second across his face as he used his hand to keep stroking me. It felt so fucking good, I was in heaven.
"Damn," he said as he watched my cock spray all over. "Like a fucking fountain."
I felt his lips wrap around my dick again as the last bit of me was emptying. I'm not sure why he was okay with having my cum in his mouth, I'm glad he did. He sucked me as I came down from my high. I was breathing heavily and trying not to sigh and grunt.
After my dick started to soften he sat up and looked at me. Some cum was running down his face and he looked flushed and a little dazed.
"You good?" I asked.
"I'm good, you good?" He replied.
"Great, I needed that," I told him.
He didn't say anything more, he just undid his pants and pulled out his cock. I looked down and saw him leaking already, hard and ready. I wondered if he enjoyed sucking me, he seemed like he must have.
I didn't hesitate, I couldn't, I feared if I did I would back down and I wasn't going to be like that after what he did. I opened my mouth, stuck him in and closed around him. I felt the warmth of his skin first, then I realized I was tasting his pre, sweeter than I expected. I took a deep breath and began to bob up and down immediately, not thinking, I had to just do it.
"Fuck, man," he moaned.
I kept sucking, bringing my hand to hold his dick in place and jerk him off like he had done for me. I didn't hate the feeling, it wasn't a big deal I realized. Who cares, I didn't, I was helping a friend, just like he had done for me.
"I'm not going to last long, I'm almost there," he said.
I felt his hand run through my hair as I kept going, waiting for my signal to get off. It was oddly satisfying to have him holding on, I liked the idea that I was doing well enough to get him off. His pre was leaking like crazy and my spit had coated his whole dick.
"Okay, get off!" He shouted just in time for me to move.
My hand kept moving on his wet dick as I watched him unload all over himself. His hand was still resting on the back of my head. The smell of his and my cum was strong. I felt his dick pulsing as each jet left his body.
"Jesus!" He yelled as he was cumming harder than I had.
I kept going until he was done and my hand was covered. I sat back, not sure what to do or say. But the thing about Garrett was I didn't need to, he always knew how to make things less awkward.
"Here," he said handing me a shirt he had in the back. "Thanks, that was great. I wish more guys would understand how friends can help each other."
"Yeah," I replied, blushing as it all sank in.
"We're good, right?" He asked as we both zipped up.
"Yeah, we're good," I said knowing that he wouldn't let this come between us.
"I'll do that anytime you get too backed up, until you get another girlfriend or whatever," he said patting me on the knee.
"I'd like that, I'll do it for you too," I replied.
"Perfect."
