About a half hour from home, Tony called Max to see if he had returned from school for Christmas break.
"I've been home for a couple hours," Max said. "Is your garage open? I'll meet you at your house."
Max knew the garage door at Tony's house was always open. The key had been long lost, and the door that connected the garage to the basement had no lock. In fact, the garage was not even used for the family car. It was filled with stuff, and the car always sat in the driveway.
"I'll see you there," Tony said. "It's gonna be great having almost a month off from school."
Tony's mom, Jenn, dropped him off and headed to the store to pick up food for dinner. Max greeted Tony with a big chest bump. "Dude, a whole month; how was school? Make the dean's list? I did. I have to or I'll be out of the engineering program before I get into it."
"I got a 3.8," Tony said. "Hell, I didn't do that well in high school. By the way, how did things go after Thanksgiving with your roommate?"
Max frowned.
"They went nowhere. He has a girlfriend now, and all that other stuff is finished. I never got my B.J. I guess when he started up with me he was just horny."
Tony was disappointed by the news, because he had been wondering for a month whether Max had taken that big step after masturbating together with Tom. He also had been thinking of other things, like when he and Max had masturbated each other, and how he had awakened the day before Thanksgiving with Max sucking his cock."
And he wondered whether he should tell Max about Jack and the encounter Tony and Jack had in the shower, watching each other masturbate.
He decided to wait.
"Sorry you didn't get to experience a blow job," Tony said. "When you did it to me, it was the most incredible experience."
"You liked that, didn't you?" Max said. "You liked the feeling of my lips running over your cock, sucking on it like a straw."
With that, he pushed Tony down onto the couch and went to work on his best friend's belt buckle.
"Maybe you want have that feeling again," Max said. "I've been going nuts since Thanksgiving, thinking about how your cock throbbed in my mouth, how you jacked me off. Tell me if you want me to stop. Because if you don't, it's going to happen again right now."
Tony didn't say yes, but he also didn't say no. He just watched as Max unbuttoned his jeans and pulled both them and the boxers down past Tony's knees. Tony was already hard when Max grabbed his cock. Max pumped Tony's cock twice and then licked the underside from his friend's balls to the tip. Tony moaned, then grunted when Max took it into his mouth, not stopping until his nose was nestled in Tony's pubic hair. Max gagged a little and withdrew, but only for a second. What followed was no casual blow job. It was wild, aggressive, fast. With each stroke, Tony's cock slammed into the back of Max's throat, and the pace was frantic. Tony grabbed the couch cushions as if he was holding on for dear life.
An Jenn turned the corner from the garage into the basement, she saw Max's head bobbing up and down, rising slightly above the back of the couch. She had returned home to pick up coupons she had forgotten, and although the back of the couch faced the door, she was certain Max's movements meant just one thing.
Unsure if Max saw her, Jenn began to retreat. But as she turned, Jenn walked right into the edge of the door, bouncing off and landing on her bum. As she hit the floor, she grunted, alerting Max and Tony.
Max stood up, his face twisted in terror.
"Jenn," he blurted out. "I, uh, I was just. I gotta get home. Tony, I'll talk to you later." As he went past Jenn, who picking herself off the floor, Max muttered, "Jenn, please don't tell my mom." The embarrassed teen went through the door and sprinted out of the garage.
