Chapter Two

Jeez, I can't believe I did that! I hope he doesn't freak out and leaves. Jonah briefly turned his head so he could see a little of Cyrus and felt relief to see that he was still seated beside him. He couldn't help but turn around and flash him a smile, it always cheered him up seeing Cy.

Jonah could be oblivious at times, but he had been on enough dates to see that Cyrus was nervous. His feet were tapping, and his hands were rubbing up and down his leg. Jonah had no idea what it was that alarmed his friend but if he did not relax he be missing out on an awesome game. So Jonah rested his cleaned hand on top of Cyrus and missed the squeak that Cyrus gave.

While Jonah watched the game his other hand sated his hunger, providing him with junk food that he bought. However, his hand found itself hovering near his mouth reading for him to suck a digit clean from the warm cum.

Lately, he has been consuming his own cum and like he told Cyrus been curious as to how another boy will taste. When an opportunity presented itself, he would have been a fool to pass it up and allow his pal to shoot his wad down the drain. Boy, it's so warm and tangy. I wonder if he will be willing to masturbate side by side, got to admit I wouldn't mind eating another one of his loads.

As the captain of the Space Otters ate his fusion of junk food and cum his cock started rising with the thought of putting on porn and watching it with Cyrus. He pondered Cyrus's taste of porn, while he knew some taste of his fellow team members liking big tits, large or firm asses, he himself prefers older woman, he realized that Cyrus has never confided in him as to what he likes in a girl. That realization hurt him, for reasons he couldn't place.

Sadly he licked his palm and decided then and there to get Cyrus on his bed and show him his stash of porn, he figured with his spread of categories he was bound to have something that Cyrus will enjoy. I wonder if Cy would let me jerk him off again? Because it was fun! N-not because I liked it... That'd be weird. Totally not dosh... Would he want to touch mine...? Jonah swallowed hard at the thought. Briefly, he considered withdrawing his hand away from Cyrus but resisted, not knowing as to why the thought panicked and scared him. The more he tried to analyze the situation the worse he felt, and he had to excuse himself and made his way to the bathroom as he feared he was going to throw up.

Once inside he made his way to an unoccupied cubicle and lift up the seat covering and prepared himself to throw up but the bile he thought he felt never came. Dropping down the seat, he sat down on the toilet and closing his eyes, breath in deeply.

What the hell was that? Jonah thought to himself, as he continued breathing in deeply. Whether it was his eyes being closed, the breathing or just being away from Cyrus the freak out as Jonah saw it didn't return, he was able to think back and saw when it struck.

Why would Cyrus hand on my cock make me feel all… Jonah couldn't find a word to describe how it felt, he refused to use the girl's terminology of butterflies in his stomach, even if it was the closes he could find. Out of everyone I know he sterilized his hands frequently, his hands are better suited on my cock than my own! What the hell am I thinking?! Jonah shook his head trying to free himself from his confusion.

The idea of his hands on me excites and scares me. Jonah comprehended as he felt his cock rising once more. While he knew he was missing the game and hated that fact he felt it best to get some sexual release, he already learned that you always feel better afterward.

His hands went to undo his buckle, then he unclasped his button and unzipped his fly. Standing up he pulled down his pants then groped himself while still wearing his briefs with his discarded pants laying around his ankles. His remaining hand ran up his shirt and tweaked his erect nipples, flinching and bitting his bottom lip at the sudden pain he gave himself.

As he sat back down, on the toilet seat, he allowed his hand to borrow beneath his briefs and feel his hardening cock. For the first time ever he didn't think about his hands or that of a slightly older girl but that of another boy, Cyrus' hands brushing against his balls and shaft.

My Gawd, just how much different will his hands feel from my own? He recalled that message he accidentally sent Cyrus about his hands being girly and wondered if perhaps his hands will feel like Amber's, he hoped not, then wondered why he cared. Shrugging his shoulder, he pulled back his foreskin then had his thumb rub and circle the head of his cock. He felt his precum being smeared about, which made him think about the cum he ate not too long ago.

Lifting his ass off the seat, he pulled down his briefs that had images of otters and freed his four inches to the strangely barren environment, that should be pack full of man coming and going. He replaced his hand with the other and suck the cum off his thumb, he frowned at the taste as he discovered he much preferred Cyrus's cum from his own. Damn, I can't stop thinking about him! Every train of thought leads back to him. Gripping his shaft, he started stroking while the other hand tugged or cradle his balls.

He thought of Cyrus between his legs, playing with his cock and scooping his precum and eating it. As Jonah picked up the pace, he wondered if Cyrus would stop using his fingers and start licking up his juices straight off his shaft. Naturally, the young frisbee player now had the image of Cyrus blowing him, and if anyone were using the facility at that time, they would have heard his sound of pleasure.

The horny teen tasted himself while pumping away. Still, he desired the taste of Cyrus, and he willed the image to be replaced with them sixty-nining. Since he never imagined being with another guy, he was curious to know how a cock will taste, he never tried to blow himself, and the closest he ever got to trying was having his cock over his head so he would cum over his face. In fact, that was how he tasted himself for the very first time.

He was approaching his orgasm, long since stopping playing with his balls his other hand was on his chest pinching and rubbing his erect nipples. His top teeth biting down on his bottom lip as he feared to cry out the name of a boy while being in the heat of the moment. His hands were lubricated with his own fluids making slurping noises strongly suggesting as to what he was doing inside.

Since one hand was playing with his chest, his shirt was lifted somewhat so when he started shooting most, but not all the cum landed on his chest. The orgasm was one of his best yet, his body was hit shot after shot with his thick pearly white cum, with some landing on his shirt. His chest aches with its brutal treatment of it and his lip while a little sore was relatively fine.

Jonah was surprised with his load and fearing staining his shirt further choose to remove his shirt till he cleaned it up. His softening cock started to harden wishing that Cyrus was kneeling down before him lapping up his load, afterward engaging him a kiss and slipping his cum into his mouth their tongues dueling it out for dominance, What is wrong with me? Thinking of my pal doing this with me. It's one thing wanking next to each other and tasting the others load but licking each other and kissing! He would never!

Debating as to how best to clean himself as he didn't have the heart to consume his own cum at that moment he used the toilet paper beside him and swiped himself clean. Donning his shirt once more he pulled up his briefs and pants and left to find Cyrus determined to finish off the day as if it was a date and since he showed interest in the bases earlier test the water out by attempting running the bases with him. Who knows perhaps Cy will be down to experimenting with the same sex, must admit I'm a little scared planting a kiss on his lips.

Cyrus was indeed still in his seat, and it looked to Jonah as if he was paying no attention to the game whatsoever but instead lost in his own little world. There was no erection in sight, unlike Jonah who still even after the wank was a little chubby down there and seemed to be getting harder the longer he stared at his friend.

Palms sweaty he sat down, and intentionally he laid his palm over his friend's knees and give it a reassuring squeeze, Cyrus jumped, and Jonah quickly removed his hand in fear.

The two friends awkwardly watched the game, afraid to turn around and address the philosophical elephant in the room, both wanting to but just plain afraid on how the other will react. Halfway came and the two knew that they must. Halftime came, and they needed to stretch, load up on refreshments and take a leak.

Still, while they roam about the stadium neither knew how to broach the subject. True to Jonah's earlier comment Cyrus was a cheap date, not asking or wanting for anything, however, Jonah wanted Cyrus to know how dear he was to him and seeing his date eyeballing these cool jackets bought them both matching jackets. The two took selfies, and the ice seemed to be broken as they started taking pictures of each other and selfies with both their phones. Each one planning to wank off to these images later on that day.

As halftime was approaching the end the two young boys started making their way back to their seats, they got a little lost but knew they were still heading in the right direction however due to the new route they came across a photo booth. Yes, they had their phones and already taken numerous photos, but both wanted to use it still.

Hoping inside the two started saying an expression or action such as sticking out the tongue and Jonah was summoning up the nerve to work up the nerve to say the action of kissing each other, but it was Cyrus that shocked him as he ordered the two of them to fondle each other crotches.

Gawd, I love that boy Jonah thought as he rested his palm on his friend's clothed cock before the countdown finished. After that, it was easier to say his action of a kiss even with the panic look on his friend's face. Cyrus hand still gripping his cock, turnabout was fair play and he left his own hand on him as the booth took the last picture of the two teens.

More is on the way, promise! – H.

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