We are in the shower, washing the massage oil off. I pull my best friend's face closer and kiss him softly. We soap each other up, making sure to wash every nook and cranny. I am amazed at how turned on we are, our young tired cocks already growing again.
Soy boy steps even closer, I widen my stance, affording him room to put his legs inside mine. We moan softly as our bodies press together. We stay this way for a few minutes, our hearts beating together, holding hands, kissing softly. Taking our time to savor each other's body, our lips and hips locked, as we embrace our desire for one another.
Soy boy takes us both into his soft hand, he moans, and says "I can't believe how hard we are." I look down, struck by how beautiful our small cocks look together. Captivated by his purple headed cut cock sliding on my foreskin.
"I know," I reply, "but we should maybe take a break, my cock kinda hurts."
Soy boy giggles, and says, "yeah mine too." He reluctantly lets go of our tired dicks, adding, "I guess three orgasms each in 12 hours will have to do." We giggle and kiss a few more minutes and then dry off.
We are in Soy boys bedroom, laying facing each other, chatting and kissing. Between kisses, Soy boy inquires, "does anyone else know you like to practice?" "No," I reply, "you are the only one who knows I like small cocks." He giggles and we start to kiss again.
"Does anyone else know you like small cocks?" I mirror his question smiling naughtily. He pauses, "um Dean kinda figured it out" he answers bashfully.
"Dean your roommate?" I ask as my interest perks. Soy boy is blushing, not quite looking at me. I lift his chin up and kiss him softly. I bite my lip wondering if I dare ask.
"Have you practiced with him?" I try to keep the envy out of my voice as I ask. "No no," he reassures me, as he takes my hand in his, Soy boy adds, "but he did kinda help with this weekend."
I turn his face toward me again and kiss him softly, "I will have to thank him then," I say while looking into Soy boy's green eyes.
Soy boy relaxes, we cuddle and kiss for a bit, just enjoying each other's caress, our young dicks at half mast. Our hands in each other's dark hair, our eyes locked together as we kiss.
"So how did Dean help?" I ask a few minutes later. "Well as you know, he is aware we are jerk off buds." I nod, smiling to myself, while remembering the drunken night we let Dean in on our secret
Soy boy continues explaining, as he toys with my hair, "you might not know Dean is bi." I shake my head, confirming I did not know.
"Last week Dean caught me jerking off to gay porn, I thought he was at work," Soy boy adds, smiling softly.
"I was out in the living room," he continues, "just happily tugging on my dick, watching two hot guys fuck on the big screen. When he walked out of his room."
I giggle, imagining my friend's predicament.
"What happened? I say, between giggles. Soy boy smirks and says, "Well long story short you are not the only little guy I have jerked off with."
"He is small like us?" I ask, feeling my sore little dick getting harder. Soy boy nods, smiling, as he sees my hand move to my growing cock. "He is uncut, a bit bigger than me, maybe 5 and a half like you" he adds. "It was a lot of fun," he is smiling still as he reflects.
"He loves to edge too," Soy boy smiles at me, adding, "he wanted to try stuff, but I told him I wanted your cock to be my first"
My friend is blushing again, as I pull him close for a sensual kiss.
"Thanks I am glad you waited," I reply. We moan softly as we make out for a few minutes. Our hands find each other's hard little cocks, as our lips lock together. We stroke each other slowly, unable to keep our hands off each other's cock for more than a minute or two.
Soy boy explains that kissing practice was Dean's suggestion. According to Soy boy. Dean had used this technique to seduce more than one straight boy. "Dean told me, if Ramman will make out with you, he will also suck your little cock, and he was right." My best friend smiles brightly as he explains.
"So you have been planning on seducing me for a week or so then?" I smirk at my friend, as he grins and replies, "way longer."