I’m not sure what I should focus on; my boner brushing against his boxers, our hot kissing session or his skilled ass-fingering. The boy stops kissing long enough to show me an amazing smile. “Let’s go to living room again.”
I kiss him for another second. “Sounds like a plan.”
He takes my hand and guides me to the couch. Even before we even reach it, I pull him towards me again and continue our heated kiss.
“Look who is all addicted to kissing now,” Milan grins.
I moan. “Dude, it’s amazing. Why didn’t you do this to me earlier?”
“Yesterday you even winced if I touched you, Dan.”
“Yeah… well…”
“It’s no problem. I just knew I had to be careful. It’s hard to turn people gay.” He laughs.
“What the hell? I’m not gay!” I push him away.
“Dude, relax. I’m just kidding. I told you I know you’re not gay. Look at you, you’re as straight as one could be.”
I look at him questioningly. Is he using me?
He suddenly grabs my dick and I do, indeed, wince. I want to push him away to convince him I’m not gay, but I know he’s right. Yesterday I was unsure about every time we touched each other and just now I complained about not kissing him earlier. I’m starting to believe Milan is much wiser than me, even though he’s younger. I guess I should just follow his lead. That, and the fact he’s rubbing my boner after an hour long build-up keeps me from stopping him, of course.
“Nothing gay about you at all,” he whispers and before I can affirm it, he kisses me. My mouth opens automatically. While being jerked off, we kiss. His left hand is roaming all over my body, touching my nipples, poking in my belly button and stimulating my balls. Even though his hands are moving separately, his left hand seems to follow the same rhythm as the one taking care of my cock, as if he’s having difficulties focusing on my scrotum, my dick and kissing me at the same time. His hand moves further down. He starts massaging my prostate again. I involuntarily thrust my hip up. And then he stops with everything.
“I think we should go to the supermarket now to get some food for tonight,” he says.
“Dude, you can’t stop now,” I whimper. “That’s awful.”
He grins. “But food is important too!”
I kiss him. I don’t move my face away from his when I say: “the food will in the supermarket still after you finally reward me for what I did earlier today.”
“Rewarding you? You finally rewarded me, you mean!” Milan feigns surprise.
It’s my turn to grin. “Maybe you’re right.” I take his hand in mine and guide it towards my craving dick. If he doesn’t help me out right now, I’m sure I’d get blue balls. “Please continue, Milan.” I kiss him. “I’ll reward you again, promise.”
“I like that.” He kisses me once more before he moves down. He starts licking my balls while fumbling with my foreskin. His left index finger is still in my ass. The moment he takes my boner in his mouth with a slurping sound, he pushes his middle finger in my anus too. It hurts a little at the beginning, but Milan was smart enough to combine it with him finally engulfing me with the great feeling of a blowjob. I close my eyes while being fingered and sucked off at the same time, but I soon open them again. I love to see him going up and down on my cock.
He looks up at me. I know he would be smiling if it wasn’t for my hardon in his mouth. While looking into his eyes, I cum. Way sooner than I wanted and without even being able to warn him. Though I can’t see his throat, I know he is swallowing it all. Damn, I wish I could see his throat, that would be hot.
Milan licks my glans thoroughly before letting go of it. See? He is smiling. He lifts himself up to face me. “How was that?”
“Amazing,” I pant.
“Great.” He kisses me. I taste my own cum. It’s the first time I ever tasted it, but I can’t say I particularly like it. It’s not bad, I guess, but if I have a choice between tasting it and not tasting it, I’d choose the latter. Though I have to admit, knowing it’s my own cum I’m tasting through kissing him is kinda hot.
“Let’s go to the shop now,” Milan says after granting me a few minutes of rest.
I nod and wait for him to crawl off of me. I notice the tent in his boxers.
Milan sees I’m looking at it and he smiles. “I’m saving my reward for later.”
I laugh. “That’s okay with me.” I hesitate. “Milan?”
“Yes?” The boy looks up from putting his clothes on.
“Thank you. Thank you for showing me all this and for bearing with me. I know I wasn’t really the easiest person or anything.”
“Dude, I have to thank you. This weekend is amazing so far. I’m sure it’ll only get better.”
I grin. “I bet.”
“So, what do you think? Should we buy some more condoms while we’re in the city?”
I don’t even have to think about that. “Of course!”
He smiles and puts on his trousers and sweater. I’m still naked.
“Though I think we shouldn’t do that together,” I add.
“You scared of being accused of being gay?”
I have a decency to look ashamed and I gather my clothes together. I know my dick is sticky now and I crave for a shower, but I know Milan has his own plans for today and somehow I have a feeling showers are involved in that, so I’ll have to wait. “Well, it’s weird for guys to buy condoms together, don’t you think?”
He smirks. “I’m gay, so no, I don’t think so. But I get what you’re saying, Dan. Thing is, I think it’s weirder if we’re in the city together and only split up when buying condoms. If someone were to see that, they’d immediately assume it’s for us.”
I ponder about that.
“The best thing would be for us to both walk in, both buy condoms while joking like straight friends would. Not sure how that is, though.”
I laugh. “I guess we joke the same like gay boys do?”
“Then it’s settled? People will just think we’re going to have a party with lots of girls or something. Besides, I have a feeling it’s not going to be a problem to have two boxes of condoms?”
“I sure hope not!” I put all my clothes back on. We walk towards the city together, which is not very far. All this time we’re chitchatting. It’s nice to know we can have conversations about different topics than sexuality. I’m sincerely happy about the friendship we’re developing, I never knew Milan would be such a nice guy. Who could’ve thought he’d become such a good mate of mine when I lend him my dictionary? And that I’d fuck him a few weeks later, of course!
We decide to make spaghetti bolognese. We gather the ingredients, pay for them and continue our walk towards the drugstore. As planned, we enter the shop together. Milan walks straight to the condoms. I follow him, a little confused. I’ve never been in a drugstore, let alone to buy condoms. Yet this fifteen years old boy knows exactly where to go to. He grabs two packages and hands one to me. He smiles as he notices my embarrassment.
The cashier smiles when she sees what we’re about to buy. “You guys are going to have fun tonight?” she asks.
Milan grins. “Yeah, we’re having a party tonight. Dan and I are planning on hooking up with the hottest chicks.”
I turn bright red.
“That sounds nice,” she says. “Well, not really… if it’s only for the hook-up that is. Girls aren’t only there for the one-night stands, you know. But… at least you’re doing it safe. Here, let me scan that. Paying separately?”