Gloryhole With My Friend 02

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Chapter 2: Wait, Did Your Dick Change?

I pulled back from Rugger’s lap, my lips wet, my head spinning. The realization hit me all at once. That guy’s meat that I had felt earlier, the way the dick had fit in my mouth, the weight of it. None of that matched what I was holding now. Rugger’s was different. He was thicker, heavier. My gut twisted.

"Wait," I said, "oh my fucking god."

"Hey I didn't ask you to start sucking my—"

"No," I interjected, "when you texted me to hurry up in the bathroom earlier… WERE YOU JUST WAITING OUTSIDE TELLING ME TO HURRY UP??”

“Yes, obviously??” He said, confused.

“Fuck. Dude. Ohmigod. I sucked someone’s dick in the bathroom earlier!"

He looked down at me, eyebrows pulled together. “What the fuck are you even talking about?"

“I thought it was you in the stall,” I said quickly. “At the mall. I swear I thought it was. But it wasn’t..." I fumbled over my words as the shock turned to panic. "It wasn’t your dick. It was somebody else’s.”

Rugger froze, his hand hovering in the air like he didn’t know whether to push me off or pull me closer. “You sucked someone's dick today??”

“Yeah,” I nodded, heat creeping up my neck. “I didn’t know it wasn't you until now. But it was someone else. I don’t know who. But I… I still did it.”

He blinked at me, trying to process. “So what, you sucked some random guy’s dick, thinking it was me? Are you gay? I never knew you were even into that shit.” His dick was softening now against his thigh. I just looked at it, thinking.

I swallowed, my mouth dry. “Yeah. I mean no, I don’t think I’m gay, but... whatever, I liked it.”

The only thing I wasn't worried about was Rugger judging me about liking it. He was cool as hell and we were best friends our entire lives. But still, what the fuck was going on.

The room went quiet except for the faint sound of the video still playing on his laptop. Rugger leaned back, his chest rising and falling, his eyes on me. “So… you enjoyed it,” he said slowly. “Even if it wasn’t me.”

“I don’t know what it means,” I admitted. “I just know I wanted it, and I didn’t stop myself.”

He smirked faintly, shaking his head, like he was both confused and curious. “Well… if you liked it, then...  you can, like, keep going, if you want.”

I looked down, hesitating for a moment, and saw that his dick was quickly throbbing upward to a full erection again. 

“Is it cool…” I said, “if I suck your dick though?”

“Yeah,” he said quickly, putting a hand on the back of my head.

“Are you gay?” I asked.

“Not even a tiny bit, but I’ve never had a blowjob and it feels good.”

I just nodded, and lowered myself back down between his legs. My nerves were sending mixed signals up my body, but the overwhelming urge was to suck it again. My body moved on its own. I guided him into my mouth again, thick and hot, and settled into a rhythm. My head bobbed slowly, my hands steady on his thighs as the girth grew to its maximum size, literally stretching my lips as I started to coax out drops of pre-cum from him.

Rugger let out a long breath, leaning back into his chair, eyes flicking between the porn on the screen and me working between his legs. I pressed closer, my lips stretching around him as I tried to press him into my throat but failed. But, I could tell from his breathing that he enjoyed the attempts. Rugger rested his hand on my head, not pushing, just resting there, and I knew he was letting it happen, letting me figure it out one motion at a time.

The large head of his dick was squeezing against the back of my throat as I tensed up and gagged on it. It felt weirdly good to gag for some reason, and I just leaned into the pleasure mode I had activated in that stall in the mall, finding a good pace that felt natural. He put his hands on my head tentatively, just touching my hair and following my pace. I slurped and sucked, and he put his hands on my ears. Over a minute or so he gradually pressed his hands tighter until he was gently controlling my pace, and encouraging me to go faster. The feeling of his dick repeatedly stuffing my mouth and hitting my throat was different than the one earlier. He was thicker, and the pressure was greater. It was somehow even more satisfying. I can see why girls like doing this, I thought. It was the most sexual thing I had ever done, and for the second time that day I was pleasuring someone else’ dick instead of my own.

He was notably quiet, watching the screen as he moved my head up and down on his thick rod. His length was impressive too, at least a couple inches longer than mine, based on my estimate when I gripped it in my hand. His breathing picked up, and he started releasing little vocals that were similar to a nervous laugh between breaths. Just his body experiencing pleasure. I was kind of jealous that he was getting his first blowjob. Maybe he’ll return the favor a bit, I thought, but I didn’t count on it. I actually thought it was pretty cool that I was giving him his first, even if that idea would've seemed crazy to me a day prior.

His breathing suddenly quickened and I felt his body pulse under my palms. His abs tensed like he was nervous, and his hands tightened slightly on my head.

“Bro, I’m gonna finish,” he warned, his voice a bit shaky. I didn’t stop.

He groaned louder, “Seriously, I’m about to cum, are you sure?” I just held eye contact with him as best I could from below and kept working him up and down with my mouth and hand, just like the sluts on the screen, sliding him deeper into my mouth. He looked down at me, his face red with disbelief as his body jolted.

Hot squirts of jizz filled my mouth, thick and slimy. It was the second load I had taken that day, and I found myself immediately comparing them. His was thicker, and left a more resilient trail on all the skin that it touched in my mouth. He was vegetarian, and maybe there was a difference in the taste from that.

I was filled with emotions upon having a second injection of pure masculinity onto my tongue in a single afternoon. I thought about men, with muscles, and all the guys that I looked up to and wanted to be like. It was somehow affirming to make a guy cum. I simply liked it. I swirled my tongue around his cock and swallowed around him, refusing to pull off as he melted into his chair. I gulped it down right in front of him, then sat back and licked my lips, still breathing hard.

His chest was heaving as he looked down at me. “Holy shit,” he said. “You really just swallowed it.”

“Yeah,” I said. “It was intense. It felt… it was kind of cool.”

He blinked at me, his mouth half-open, his eyes narrowing at me curiously. “So you really liked it?”

I nodded, finally exhaling. “Yeah."

We both started to laugh a little after that, giggling nervously as he wiped his crotch with a towel and shoved his junk back into his underwear. We both blurted out some random half-sentences, not knowing what to say. It was awkward as hell but also kind of hilarious, and without even saying it we decided not to overthink it right then. I sat back on the chair next to him and still had the biggest erection of my life jutting out of my pants. The porn was still playing, and I had just had the most erotic, unexpected experience of my life, so there was really no other way for my dick to go but straight up.

Rugger looked at me, carefully. I sort of just bit my lips, and pulled out my phone to check it. It was quiet and a but tense. I wondered if he was feeling it too, but I didn't want to ruin the moment.

He spoke first. "Alright, I owe you one. You're a good bro. Can you promise not to tell anyone about this?"

"Yeah, dude. I don't want anyone to know either, obviously."

"No," he said, "I mean... I'll jerk you off, if you want."

"You sure?" I said.

"Yeah dude, you deserve it."

"You don't have to," I assured him.

"No, it's like, fair."

"Alright," I said, "no homo."

He just glared at me, holding back a laugh. "Shut the fuck up."

I unzipped my pants and my boner sprang out onto my stomach. It was the first time I'd shown it to him. It was covered in slimy pre-cum, and I could tell he was apprehensive about touching me, but it was his idea, and I was stoked to get a little return action.

He reached out and grabbed me, pulling my steel-hard dick away from my abs. The tension on my boner already felt good. He started to stroke it sort of mechanically, rubbing my pre-cum into my shaft. It felt amazing. I didn't even register the fact that it was another guy. It was just an amazing sensation to have someone else jerking me off. I felt my hips thrusting forward on their own. Rugger looked right at my cock, like he couldn't believe what he was doing. He started actually responding to my body, and squeezing harder at the tip. My body was rocketed into another dimension as he touched me. He started going harder and faster along my full length, gripping me tightly. My balls flopped up and down and started slapping against his hand. It actually felt good that they were hitting his hand. His fist became a blur on me and my jaw fell open as I watched him jerk me with all his masculine strength. I felt like I was going to cum, but I wasn't even sure. It felt so good the whole time. It was only a minute into him touching me when I breathed hard and released a sound I didn't even recognize, like a whine out of my throat, and squirted a hot load up to my chin. I squirted over ten times while he held my dick firmly, gently rubbing just under the head. I ruined my shirt.

I looked at him and his eyebrows were raised, just watching it happen. 

He spoke a bit quietly, "I've never seen a guy cum before... Do you always cum this much?"

"No," I said, succinctly.

He lifted his cummy hand off my cock and held it up apprehensively. I took off my shirt and took his wrist in my hand, then wiped off my cum.

"Thanks," he said.

I chuckled. "Yeah, least I can do."

He stayed quiet while I made sure I got it all. Of course it was still a bit sticky. Then I wiped off my dick with it, along with my chin and neck and everywhere else my cum got. He started chuckling.

I turned to him. "Should we go back to the mall tomorrow?"