Chapter 3: His Lips Were In My Hairs

In the bedroom, we stripped off ready for bed and immediately both of us went hard. As we looked at each other’s cocks sticking out, we both had a grin on our face. We were remembering what we had done last night.’

‘Martyn, was there anything at all about last night that you didn’t like?’ Rich asked me. ‘No,’ I answered, ‘I loved every minute of it.’ Then I started laughing. ‘What’s up?’ Rich asked surprised and looking puzzled. ‘We’re standing here naked, we’ve both got a hard on and we can see every bit of each other,’ I gasped out. ‘And we’re having a chat as if it was an everyday occurrence.’

‘He laughed too. Then when we had both finished, he said, ‘There’s no reason why it can’t be.’ ‘What?’ I asked not understanding. ‘An everyday occurrence.’ he said, ‘For the rest of the holiday at least.’ Both our cocks gave a good wave at the thought.’

‘I’m game,’ I said, ‘After all, holidays are supposed to be extra enjoyable.’ As we reached for our shorts, I saw him stop and look at me. ‘What?’ I asked. ‘Why bother,’ he said throwing his shorts aside, ‘Why don’t we just get into bed as we are?’

‘But I’ve never... ‘ I started to say, ‘slept in the nude,’ but as it sank in, I thought how exciting it would be. ‘Forget it,’ I said tossing my shorts aside, ‘Yes, let’s do it.’ We got into bed and sat up talking about what we’d done that day.’

‘We were both still hard and our cocks were doing a continuous dance. It seemed so exciting, not just the feeling of having no clothes on, but knowing that Rich didn’t either. We settled down and lay facing each other.’

‘Knowing the tip of my cock wouldn’t be very far away from the tip of Rich’s seemed to make me feel even more excited. I’d really enjoyed the feeling of our two cocks touching side by side as we tried to measure them.’

‘Can I get hold of it again?’ Rich asked. I smiled at him, ‘Make yourself at home.’ I told him. I lay still as his hand slid across the bed and took hold. My cock throbbed in his hand, and he moved his hand around as if he was exploring it. It felt lovely, I was happy to just lie there and enjoy it.’

‘After a while, he let go. ‘Would you like to do the same to me?’ he asked. I didn’t reply, I just took hold of his cock and did everything he had done. That felt just as good but in a different way. When I’d had as long as I judged he had had on mine, I moved off.’

‘We looked at each other, both wondering what to do next. I knew I had ideas, and I felt sure Rich would too, but could we actually suggest them aloud. Then I had an idea. ‘You know what we said when you were worried about stroking my cock by accident?’ I asked.’

‘Rich smiled at the memory and said, ‘Yes.’ ‘Then this morning we both thought about firing each other when we fired ourselves.’ ‘Yes.’ Rich said again, then he added, ‘Do you want me to suggest the natural progression from what you’ve just said?’

‘Yes, please.’ I said hoping he was thinking along the same lines as me.

‘We fire each other.’ he said watching my face to see my reaction. I couldn’t stop my face lighting up, ‘Fantastic,’ I said, ‘What an experience.’ He grinned. ‘We’re not going to be able to tell anyone very much about this holiday, are we.’

‘No,’ I agreed, ‘But I’m sure we two will remember it for a very long time.’ We decided to toss for who was fired first. Rich won the toss, which pleased me, I was eager to see what firing someone else felt like.

We pulled the duvet off completely, then he lay on the bed on his back with his cock sticking up in the air.’

‘I stood at the side of the bed enjoying the sight and trying to decide what position I should get in. In the end I got up and lay close to his side. My head was up in the air, as I was leaning on one arm which was out straight with my hand on the bed just above Rich’s shoulder.’

‘I took hold of his cock with my other hand and held it for a few moments. It throbbed like mad in my hand in excitement. That made mine do the same, so it banged on Rich’s hip. He put his arm down his side and took hold of it.’

‘He just kept hold of it gently and still in his hand. I was glad he kept it still. I think if there had been any movement, I’d have been shooting too. Before I started, I ran my hand all over Rich’s cock and through his hairs.’

‘That seemed to make him draw his knees up, so I felt all over his balls as well. That felt good and from the noises he was making, Rich was loving it too. Then I took hold of his cock again, using the same grip as I always did for firing my own.’

‘As I started sliding my fingers up and down, Rich closed his eyes and started making a quiet but clearly happy moaning sound. My arm supporting me started to ache, so I lowered myself down onto my elbow.’

‘To get in that position comfortably, I had to push my forearm under the back of Rich’s neck. He didn’t seem to mind, because he lifted his head up whilst I did it. Then he lay it down again. That was much more comfortable, and I also seemed to have a much better view of the tip of his cock.’

‘As I stroked away at a slow steady pace, I was doing my best to forget it would be me next. I didn’t want to get so excited that I shot before Rich could start on me. After a while I went a little quicker. Soon after that I felt Rich’s other arm moving.’

‘Still keeping one hand on my cock, he lifted his other hand up and stroked my head. That sent a lovely shiver through me. I looked down at him. His eyes were shut, and he had a lovely smile on his face. I felt so close to him at that moment.’

‘Firing friends tends to have that effect on you,’ Danny said. That made Martyn look at him in surprise. ‘It’s a common occurrence between teenagers who are fortunate enough to have a very close friend.’ Danny told him with a smile.’

Forcing his thoughts back to the matter in hand, Martyn resumed his tale. ‘Rich called out, ‘I’m getting near.’ so I fixed my eyes on his tip and stroked faster. I wanted to see his cum leaving his cock. His quiet moan had increased a bit, and I felt his body tense up.’

‘That told me his firing was imminent, so I went faster still. Moments later he called out, ‘Now!’ As I felt his cock swell in my hand, he cried out in delight as I saw a great stream of cum shoot out of his tip and soar up towards my face.’

‘I instinctively drew my head back, but it wouldn’t have hit me anyway, it arched up in the air and then cascaded down onto Rich’s chest, just above his nipples. His cry of delight continued until the last drop had landed on his chest.’

‘I kept stroking until it had all landed, then as I slowed down, his cock shrank in my hand. That felt strange but very special. I was just about to lie it down on his hairs, when his hand that was still on my head, moved round the back of my neck and pulled my head towards him.’

‘Before I realised what was happening, he was kissing me on my lips with an amazing passion. I was too startled to respond, but it was lovely. Then he seemed to realise what he was doing and stopped. He let go of my head, and my cock.’

‘I’m so sorry,’ he said looking horrified, ‘I don’t know what came over me.’ ‘It’s ok,’ I told him, ‘It felt lovely. Really it did.’ I assured him as he still looked worried. I looked at the great lake of cum on his chest. There seemed to be an awful lot of it.’

‘I still had hold of his now very limp cock. I lay it down gently on his hairs and told him to lie still. I got up and went to the bathroom. I returned with toilet paper, flannel and towel. After mopping the worst up with the paper, I washed his chest with the flannel, then dried his chest.’

‘Rich was lying there watching me. He seemed to be enjoying it, but he was still looking worried. Then I picked up his limp cock and slid his foreskin back. I dabbed all over his tip with the wet flannel, then let it go.’