Tommy used some paper towel from the counter to wipe Martin's cum off his feet, and then he knelt to wipe up the floor.
Martin sat back on his ankles and watched his naked friend work. He could still taste Tommy's cum, thick and salty, as he tried to wrap his mind around how he'd just fallen to his knees and sucked his friend's cock. He hadn't thought about blowjobs much, and never about giving them. In private, in the secret space of his own mind and his own bedroom, his masturbation fantasies were about kissing, the feeling of naked legs wrapping around his back, arms around his shoulders, fingers stroking his spine. It was intimate and warm, wrapped together under bed sheets. And he'd always assumed it was with a girl. So why had he fallen to his knees in broad daylight to swallow his friend's dick?
Tommy finished cleaning, buried the paper towel deep in the garbage and washed his hands. Standing naked at the sink, his slim hairless backside could have been a girl with short hair.
"Hey, I've got an idea!" Tommy spun around, his blue eyes lit up as he finished drying his hands and threw the towel aside. As he walked past Martin he grabbed his wrist and pulled him to his feet.
Martin let his friend lead him past their discarded clothes, down the hall to Tommy's bedroom. Since Tommy was not bothered by them running around naked, Martin decided he shouldn't be either.
Tommy dropped Martin's hand and went to his desk in the far corner. The back wall was covered in movie posters and band pinups, and the black curtains and black bed sheets gave it a dark, goth aesthetic, but then in the other corner was a large, orange Winnie the Pooh that was the size he had been when he got it in the first grade.
Martin sat on the edge of Tommy's bed and struggled again to figure out what people did with their hands. Covering his dick seemed stupid, but holding his thighs or hunching over to rest his elbows felt even more awkward.
He was still trying to settle when Tommy landed on the bed beside him and held out a pair of condom packets.
"These should help reduce the sensitivity so we can last longer. Plus we can practice putting them on!"
Martin watched Tommy rip open one package and pull out the soft plastic disk. His friend was already half-hard and his eagerness gave Martin the permission he needed to get excited again.
"I've never put one on before," said Martin.
"Me neither. I've had these since that sex ed lecture in September, but I didn't want to just waste them jacking off alone."
Tommy handed over the plastic disk and Martin rubbed it between his fingers. The moist surface was slick and the latex felt thin but spongy. He held it up and smelled the acrid lube.
"They smell a bit weird," said Martin. He looked over at Tommy and saw he was gently stroking a full erection.
"I have some lube too, so we can try using that if you want."
The gears in Martin's head spun wildly as he imagined all the possibilities of what they could do, and his cock hit peak hardness. He handed the condom back and said, "You can go first."
Tommy turned it around the right way, like they had been shown in the health class video, and started to roll it down over his round head. Martin watched, fascinated, and gently fondled his own erection.
As he rolled the condom down his rigid shaft, Tommy hummed soft sounds of pleasure. When it was fully covered he leaned back a bit and held his cock up by the base. In the warm light through the window the slick surface shined, and the semi-opaque material muted the pink and beige skin to a pale white that reminded Martin of a Greek statue.
"That looks so cool," said Martin quietly.
"It's pretty tight. It feels nice though." Tommy gently stroked his condom-covered cock, letting his fingers glide lightly over the lube-slicked surface. He looked up at Martin and asked, "You want to try the other one?"
Martin took the packet and opened it. The condom was identical so he found the right side and placed it against the tip of his erection and unrolled it down the shaft. It looked a little different with his foreskin, but it was still smooth and tight.
Quietly they both started playing with themselves while watching each other, their naked thighs almost touching.
Tommy bumped Martin's knee with his own and asked, "So you still want to do a tie breaker?"
Martin smiled, "I guess that's fair. Though I still think I won."
