Chapter 5

“You gotta be kidding me...” Ed said standing in front of a fully-fledged mansion “THIS is his house?” he asked.

“Yep!” Josh answered a little amused, standing right next to him “Told you he was a rich brat!”

“You do know that I can hear you, right?” interjected Corey slightly irritated, closing his SUV door.

“Oh yeah, I do!” shrugged Josh “And you do know that I’m just telling the truth, right?”

Corey made a face.

“Whatever...” he grumbled moodily and started walking towards the front door “ ... c’mon, let’s get this over with!”

It had taken quite a lot of convincing both from Ed and Corey to make that happen. Ed’s parents and sister hadn’t been particularly thrilled about him not spending each and every waking moment of the Christmas break with them, but his awesome sibling had ended up taking his side and helped him convince mom and dad Clark to give him their blessing. Being persuasive clearly ran in the family.

On the other hand Corey had had a considerably harder time convincing his stuck up father to let Ed stay for a few days. It was obviously out of spite towards him. Corey was sure of that. There couldn’t have been any real reason whatsoever since they had shitloads of space for guests. But in the end he, with a little help from his mom, had gotten his old man to agree and Ed had thanked him profusely even though Corey wasn’t sure he had done him a favor at all. Of course Corey and Josh had had a talk with their gay friend about the blond boy’s father, warning him “to keep away from the old bastard as much as you can if you don’t wanna kill yourself after the first day!”

Ed was a little nervous. Meeting his friend’s parents. That was uncharted territory for him. Like a lot of other things he had experienced in those few months, ever since he had met his roommate.

“Remember, just smile at him and speak as little as possible!” Corey said one last time to Ed.

“Ok...” Ed said.

“He’ll be fine, Cor! He’s not you, remember?” Josh said sarcastically.

Corey looked at him and answered flatly.

“Thanks, bro...”

And he opened the door.

Ed couldn’t contain himself and as soon as they walked into the entrance hall he let out a “Whoa...” of pure wonder.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s big.” said Corey with a tone that clearly showed that he was completely used to that kind of reaction.

‘Big?! Big?!?!’ Ed thought to himself. The place was friggin’ huge and every single object in it showed off the family’s wealth. From the curtains to the chandeliers. From the majestic staircase that led to the upper floors, to each piece of furniture you could see around.

“This way.” Corey said and the other two boys followed him. They entered another humongous room that must have been what normal people would have called the living room. There was a blonde forty-something woman talking to a plump balding man who was nodding condescendingly. It looked like she was giving him instructions of sorts even though she didn’t really look particularly commanding. Suddenly the man noticed the trio approaching and he smiled warmly.

“Welcome back, young master!” he said to Corey.

“You gotta be kidding me...” Ed repeated, this time whispering softly and Josh chuckled.

“Thanks Charlie!” Corey answered then added “Hi, mom!”

The woman smiled to all of them in a rather coquettish way.

“Hi, baby!” she kissed her son “And hi, Joshy!” she added then, embracing her son’s friend with affection.

“Hey Mrs. H! It’s good to see you!” the black haired boy answered, hugging the woman back.

“You need to stop getting more and more handsome every time I see you, you know?!” the woman said outrageously flirtatious, taking Josh’s face by the chin and squeezing his cheeks.

“Mom!” Corey reprimanded her, clearly embarrassed. Josh chuckled. The woman ignored her son and moved on to Ed.

“And you must be Ed! It’s so good to finally meet you!” she said hugging Ed.

“Uhm ... Thanks ma’am. It’s a pleasure for me too!” Ed replied a little embarrassed but extremely polite.

“You’ve already met him mom, remember? My first day on campus?”

Corey sounded unusually irritated by his mom’s behavior.

“Of course! Silly me!” she laughed a bit airhead-like “Welcome, dear!”

“Thank you so much for your hospitality, Mrs. Hansson!” Ed replied.

“Oh, you’re such a darling!” the woman replied ruffling Ed’s hair and Corey rolled his eyes.

“Mom, is HE here, somewhere?” he asked her.

“Your father?” the woman enquired needlessly “Yes, honey, he’s in his study, working.” she said “But why don’t you show Ed where he’ll be staying? We’re having supper in less than an hour, you’ll see him then. And Joshy, you’re joining us, dear! I won’t take no for an answer!” she said sweetly.

“Sure Mrs. H, thanks!”

Corey and Josh showed Ed around. That place was crazy. It looked like one of those mansions you see in Beverly Hills. It even had two swimming pools, one indoor and one outdoor which was miles away from what normal people experience everyday. Then, while they were checking out Corey’s apartment-size room, one of the maids, (yes, maids! Ed found out there were three working there plus the cook and the butler) informed the boys that supper (cause apparently that’s what they called it there) was served.

Corey’s father entered the dining hall shortly after the boys. He was a very tall man who looked a lot like Corey. Physically that is, because their attires and the vibe they gave out couldn’t have been more different.

“I apologize for being late!” He said in a rather formal way “Work, you know...” he added.

“It’s alright dear!” Corey’s mom said.

The man extended his hand to Josh and said.

“Good evening, Joshua!” in the same formal tone.

“Hi, Mr. Hansson.” the boy shook his hand vigorously flaunting a very different tone from the familiar one he had used with Corey’s mom.

Then the man turned to Corey and rather coldly, he said:

“Son.”

“Father.” Corey’s answer was similarly chilly. Finally Mr. Hansson spoke to Ed.

“And you are my son’s friend, I take it?”

“Uhm, yes sir! I’m Ed.” Ed copied Josh and shook Mr. Hansson’s hand.

“Ed, huh? And what does that stand for? Edward? Eddard?” with the corner of his eye, Ed saw Corey roll his eyes almost loudly and mouth ‘Here we go’

“Uhm ... Edwin, sir!” he answered the tall man.

“Be proud of that name, young man! No need to cut it short to make it sound catchier! I’m sure your parents took their time in choosing it. It’s disrespectful to shorten it!”

The situation was so formal, it was almost funny and borderline surreal. Corey looked embarrassed but Ed didn’t even flinch.

“Couldn’t agree with you more, sir!” he replied “And thank you for letting me stay, sir! I very much appreciate it!”

The man smiled, even though stiffly.

“My pleasure, Edwin!” then he turned to his wife “Where’s Christopher, dear?”

“He’s on his way, he texted me a few minutes ago.” she answered and then, noticing her husband’s disapproving scowl, she added “But we can start and he’ll be here in a...”

“I’m here, I’m here! Sorry!” a teenage boy with the same familiar blond hair and piercing bright blue eyes walked into the dining hall wearing a hoodie and some ripped off jeans.

“We have guests, Christopher!” his father said disapprovingly.

“I know. I said I was sorry! Hi, mom!” the boy said kissing his mom on the cheek and clearly showing his dad he didn’t particularly feel guilty “What’s up, Josh?” he asked then.

“Hey, Chris!”

“Hey little bro! This is Ed!” Corey said and Chris waved his hand to his brother’s new friend.

“Hey, man!”

“It’s nice to meet you Chris.” Ed replied politely.

“Well, why don’t we all have a seat? Charlie? You may start bringing in the food!” the woman said gaily.

It was pretty clear from the start that Ed and Corey’s father got along extremely well. The man kept praising the boy for his academic achievements and for every nagging thing the man said the boy had a perfect answer that made the man smile and even chuckle. Corey and Josh watched that exchange of corny jokes and old-fashioned puns in awe, like it was a surreal tennis match between two pros. Of course Mr. Hansson never missed an opportunity to compare that prodigious little genius to his very average son, in an almost apologetic way, probably to teach him a lesson but that only managed to depress the young stud. That whole little mind game was not lost on Ed who didn’t really last long before jumping in and defending his oppressed hero.

“I’m sure it must be a pain to share a room with Corey. He’s such a slob!” Mr. Hansson said like Corey wasn’t even in the room.

“Not at all, Sir! Your son is amazing!” then he bravely added “And ... with all due respect, Mr. Hansson, I think you’re selling him way too short, you know?!”

The man raised an eyebrow. Corey’s jaw dropped dramatically and so did Josh’s.

“Oh?” replied Corey’s father. But Ed was on a roll.

“Yeah, what I mean is that he’s a great guy! He’s kind and nice and funny!”

“You’re very kind to say so, young man...” Mr. Hansson tried but he got cut off.

“I mean it Sir! He’s always there when I need someone to talk to! Couldn’t ask for a better roommate, really!” he declared “You see, even when I told him that I’m gay...” Ed continued even though he heard young Chris almost choke himself while sipping his soda “ ... he didn’t even flinch! We became good friends and trust me, Sir, that doesn’t automatically happen...” said Ed with a sort of saddish nuance to his voice. There was a very short but very awkward silence in which Josh and Corey looked flabbergasted. Young Chris was wiping off the soda that had come out of his nose and his father tried real hard to hide his emotions.

“Oh, well, good for you, young man! It’s terrific that you can be this open about it, as you should be!” Mr. Hansson finally said never losing his formality. Then added “And as for Corey ‘accepting’ you ... well, I would expect nothing less from a son of mine!” the man said with a final tone, looking at an astonished Corey. It wasn’t too hard to see that Hansson senior was somewhat happy about Ed’s words about his own boy.

“Hey bro! You busy?” young Chris entered Corey’s room leaving the door ajar. His older brother was lying on his bed wearing a t-shirt and shorts, just about ready to hit the sack.

“Not really, what up, squirt?” he said looking up from his phone. Chris sat on the bed and looked a little embarrassed.

“You never told me your roommate was a fag!” the boy blurted out.

Corey shrugged.

“So?”

“Well, doesn’t that bug you? Not even a little?” young Chris asked.

Corey frowned slightly.

“Bug me? No, not really, man! He’s cool.” he said smiling “Did you see the way he handled dad? Man, that was fucking awesome! Hahaha!”

“Yeah...” said Chris distractedly “But c’mon, bro! You can tell me! Dad’s not here. It kinda sucks having him around all the time, right? The fag, I mean!” he added then trying to level with his big bro on a subject that seemed so easy to tackle. Corey shook his head disapprovingly but he was amused.

“What’s the matter with you? You can’t catch the fag bug, lil bro, you know?” he said.

Young Chris rolled his eyes “I know that, moron!” then he suddenly looked suspicious but struggled a little to voice his thoughts. “Wait a minute ... you’re not ... like...”

There was an awkward silence, then the big brother raised an eyebrow, anticipating Chris’s question.

“Dude, you are sooooo not about to ask me if I’m a fag, right?”

Chris exhaled, looking way relieved.

“Oh, fuck man! You scared me!” the boy confessed.

Corey kicked him playfully on the elbow and said with a tad of resentment:

“Hey! Fuck off, squirt! Do I look gay to you?”

The other boy raised his hands.

“No, of course not! But...”

“But what?” Corey was looking at him half amused, half pissed.

“Well, neither does he, though!” Chris finally said, almost to justify himself.

His big brother smiled.

“Yeah, I know. I was kinda surprised myself when he told me ... which was like three minutes after we met! Not like he’s shy about it!” Corey confessed “But trust me, living with a gay dude ... best experience ever!”

Chris frowned, unsure if his big bro was kidding him or not.

“Why?” he asked.

Corey crossed his hands behind his head and smirked widely.

“Well, coz he pretty much does all the stuff I don’t wanna do! Like cleaning, for example!” he said, cocky as fuck.

Chris looked amused but still not convinced.

“Yeah, right!” he replied sarcastically.

“It’s true! He even does my laundry for me! He loves it!” Corey continued with the same impudent smile, then added “Ask him if you don’t believe me!”

Corey’s tone told Chris that although his big bro was probably boasting a little, maybe he was actually being somewhat serious about it. The younger boy laughed and just said.

“Damn, bro! What is he, your slave?”

Corey chuckled.

“Hehehe! Well, I wouldn’t go that far but let’s just say the dude reeeeally likes doing what he’s told!”

Chris went back to looking very skeptical.

“You’re shitting me, right?”

“You’re free to think so but no, man...” Corey shrugged then added “ ... it’s all true ... and of course the fact that he’s totally into me helps a whole lot!”

“What?! No, man, that’s just too weird!” the younger boy said a little on the disgusted side.

“Just chill the fuck out, squirt!” Corey scolded him a little impatiently “There’s nothing weird about it! He thinks I’m hot and I let him suck my dick whenever I’m horny and I don’t have a pussy handy! End of story!” the boy vented like it was nothing then he realized that he had maybe said a little too much.

“What?!” young Chris exclaimed raising his voice.

“Shit! I wasn’t supposed to tell you that!” Corey said looking slightly guilty, for about two seconds. Then he went “Oh what the fuck, dude, you’re old enough!”

Chris looked stunned.

“But ... but ... you said you’re no fag!” he stuttered.

“Ok, dude, another comment like that and I am soooo kicking your ass! Capish?” the older brother threatened amused “Do you really think your big bro could ever turn into a fag? Seriously?”

“Well ... but you just said...” but Chris was cut off.

“I said I let him service me whenever I’m horny...” Corey explained patiently “And that just means I pretty much use his mouth to jerk off while I watch porn!”

Chris frowned.

“And he lets you?” he sounded completely baffled by the whole concept.

“Let me? It was his idea!” Corey donned his best smirk and added “And let me tell you something: that thing they say about fags giving the best head ever ain’t just an urban legend, squirt! Hehehe! Never felt anything like it!” said Corey, kinda like he was bragging about his personal cocksucker’s skills.

“Woah, this is fucking insane, bro!” Chris stated and Corey smiled in an understanding way.

“Well, to be honest I kinda had the same reaction at first but then the guy talked me into trying one blowjob and ... man, that little queer’s got a mouth like a fucking hoover!”

Silence.

“Is he really THAT good?” Chris asked after a few seconds. It was harder to hide his interest now.

“You have NO idea!” Corey answered.

Young Chris stayed quiet for a few more seconds like he was pondering something.

“You think you can make him suck me off too?” he asked then.

“Woah, woah! Slow down, squirt! Weren’t you all ‘it’s too fucking weird’ just a second ago? Now you want in?” Corey smirked.

“Well, it’s just that you said that it feels so good!” Chris said almost childishly then added quickly “And as long as it doesn’t make ME a fag!!” which made Corey chuckle. He looked at his younger sibling for a few seconds.

“Have you ever had your dick sucked, lil bro?” he asked curiously.

Chris looked a little embarrassed, scratched his spiky blond hair and confessed:

“Nah, I asked Sarah to do it once but...”

“ ... she said it was gross and disgusting and bitched about it.” Corey interjected. Chris smiled bitterly.

“Yeah, pretty much ... she jerked me off instead.”

“Tsk! Typical!” commented Corey, then added with a funny smirk in his eyes “Well, I could definitely make that happen but I think you should ask him yourself.”

“What? Are you talking junk? I just met the guy, like three hours ago!” Chris protested.

“Hehe! Yeah, I know but I doubt he’ll say no...” Corey said “ ... and if he does...” the boy smirked a little more evilly “well, I’ll tell you a surefire way to ... uhm ... convince him, hehe!”

Corey started feeling guilty the second his little brother walked out of his room. Getting him involved was not exactly part of the plan and he was pretty sure Josh was gonna give him a nice, long piece of his mind about it. Classic Corey! He had spilled the beans about a lot of shit he knew he should have kept to himself. And what about poor Ed? Colorado boy had acted like his roommate had no say in the matter whatsoever. Why was he always so damn reckless? It wasn’t the fact of sucking someone else’s cock. Corey was pretty sure that Ed wasn’t gonna mind the act per se. It was more that he had pretty much decided for Ed that he felt guilty about. He just had to go and boast in front of his little brother, didn’t he? And after all the trouble Ed had gone to was willing to go through for him! He had even talked him up to his stuck up dad at dinner. Corey felt a pang of remorse, stronger than the others. ‘Maybe Ed’s gonna turn Chris down... ‘ the boy thought but unfortunately the concept seemed a little unlikely, especially now that he had used the guy’s weakness against him. As Josh had put it, Ed had no willpower whatsoever when he saw a dick and Corey had pretty much told his fifteen year old brother to use that to his advantage to obtain what he wanted. That hadn’t been cool. Corey scratched his cheek. He was pacing kinda nervously around his room and mulling over the whole thing. The blond stud had to admit to himself that being so impotent every time a guy took out his cock made Ed pretty fucking weak. Of course he liked pussy probably just just as much as Ed loved cock but was he really so helpless before a naked chick? Corey thought about it for a second then he conveniently decided that he wasn’t which, for some reason, made him feel good about himself. He sat on his bed and sighed. Had he just ruined everything?

“Uhm ... yeah?”

Ed said when he heard the knock on his door.

“It’s Chris ... Cor’s brother...” a boyish voice said from the the other side “Can I come in?”

“Of course!” Ed said immediately, getting up from his bed, a little surprised. That was unexpected. What did he want? It was pretty late after all.

Young Chris entered the room. He was wearing a Boston Red Sox t-shirt and checkered pyjama pants. He was barefoot.

“Hey man! I’m sorry to bug you. I hope you weren’t asleep...” he said all cool and swag but polite, smiling at Ed.

“No, of course not!” the gay boy hurried to say “Did something happen?” he asked then.

“Nah! Don’t worry! It’s just...” Chris said, hesitating a bit. He didn’t look too much like his older brother. Sure enough, their ‘colors’ were similar: same striking blue eyes, same blond hair, same pale skin. But Chris was more athletic than Corey, although slightly shorter. His hair was longer and it was all spiked up with copious amount of product and the features on his face were way more similar to his mother’s than his father’s: high cheekbones and naturally full lips which gave his face some sort of unconscious viking-boy-charm that was indeed very hard to resist for Ed ... but maybe not just for him. It was fairly safe to say that Corey’s little brother probably had a line of girls at school drooling after him and not just for his undeniable good looks. The kid was clearly a high school jock which automatically made him cool and desirable.

“What is it? Did I do something wrong?” Ed kept on guessing.

“Not at all, man! Relax!” Chris said “I simply ... kinda ... well I ... like ... I wanted to ask you something...” the boy looked embarrassed and Ed frowned a little.

“Sure! What is it?” he encouraged him.

“Ok, look, it’s totally weird and I understand if you say no...” the boy began, moving his hands kinda frantically.

“Oook...” Ed replied curiously.

“Well, it’s just that ... you’re gay...” he said stating the obvious “ ... which is cool...” he hurried to add “ ... but you see ... you know how us guys are ... we’re a bit insecure in the size department...” he touched his crotch, making Ed’s eyes linger a little too long on that area. Chris continued “Anyway ... I figured ... since you’re gay and all...” he repeated “ ... you must have seen tons of dicks...” now it was starting to get a little clearer where he was going with this “ ... so I was kinda wondering if you could ... like ... you know ... take a look at mine and tell me if I ... like ... measure up and shit...”

It was bullshit. All of it. It was the least believable story that teenage kid could have come up with, for several reasons. The most blatant of which being that it was clear as day that Viking boy did NOT need to boost his self confidence one bit. His ego was just fine as it was. Corey had to have done some obvious catching up with little Chris and told him a few too many things about college life. Chris had probably shown some interest and that’s why he was there. He wanted his dick sucked. It was a fairly simple deduction for someone like Ed and young Chris wasn’t exactly a master of deception. The older boy wasn’t shocked by that. Being passed around was normal for a cocksucker. That’s what his whole life in high school had been about, day in, day out. Sure, Corey and Josh were different from everyone else. But that didn’t really matter all that much. They were straight boys and they had every right to pass their cocksucking fag-pig around. Period! Brothers, cousins, friends, acquaintances, whatever ... they were entitled to take away his own free will and chose for him. Or at least that’s what he had been taught in the four very educational years he had spent at the Browning School for boys. Besides, in all honesty, even though Ed was well aware of Chris’s little ‘scheme’, there was a far bigger problem. Fag boy was starving. He hadn’t sucked a dick in days. Josh had had to leave in a rush right after dinner and Corey wanted to ‘preserve himself’ for the shooting on the following day. Hence the crazy hunger. And now that handsome teen was offering him to let him see his cock! There was no real decision to be made.

“Oh ... well ... ok, I guess ... I can take a quick look ... I mean if it’ll make you feel better!” Ed tried not to sound too eager. He didn’t want to spoil Chris’s fun. It was worth playing that little game.

“Yeah! Thanks man!” the boy exclaimed, a little taken by surprise. He probably wasn’t expecting Ed to say yes but that turn of event was clearly to his likings. Then there was an awkward moment. “Uhm ... so, what? Do I just ... whip it out?” Chris asked, uncertain of what to do.

Ed chuckled “Hehe! Well, yeah, sure! Just let me get closer ... you know, I wanna take a good look...” he said kneeling down in front of the boy who looked down at him with a mixture of awestruck disbelief and amused wonder. “There! I’m ready!” Ed said smiling up at him with his face right in front of Chris’s crotch.

“Alright...” the blond boy said and without further ado he grabbed the waistband of his pants and boxers and pulled down. And his cock was out.

“Woah...” Ed exclaimed. They were brothers alright. Both the Hansson offsprings had clearly been blessed with the hung-like-a-horse gene. It shouldn’t have been that much of a surprise for the king of all cocksuckers but beholding cocks such as the one that was in front of him wasn’t exactly a daily thing, even for FagEd. Chris’s sparse pubes were sandy, his balls were quite plump although they didn’t hang quite as low as his brother’s. His cock looked very similar to the one Ed knew so well though. It was maybe half an inch shorter, at least now that it was limp, but it was just as thick. He was uncut like his brother and his foreskin was covering his cockhead completely. The gay boy suddenly felt so lucky.

“Oh man, you’re huge!” Ed exclaimed and Chris couldn’t suppress a snicker.

“Really? I am?” he said then.

“Yeah! I mean, your dick is amazing! It’s not just big, it so ... beautiful!” Ed said kinda lamely.

“Haha! Dude, you making fun of me?” Chris asked, amused and suspicious at the same time.

“No! Not at all, man! I would totally jump through hoops to get a chance to suck on a dick like yours!” There! He had said it. Young Chris needed to learn that he shouldn’t have to ask to get serviced, it was the other way around.

“What?” Chris said, cackled down at him, a little incredulously.

“Yeah! I mean it!” the happy fag boy answered him “Of course you’re obviously straight which means that ain’t gonna happen!” he winked up at him then shrugged “But one can dream, right? Hehe!”

Chris was puzzled to say the least. Was this guy for real? His big bro had been singing the friggin’ Gospel truth about him, no question about it! Still young Chris had never seen anyone act so shamelessly ... gay. Being gay in high school was pretty much social suicide. It meant being teased, called any kind of names and even bullied on a daily basis by the popular kids, a category Chris belonged to and in total honesty, in that regard he was not entirely innocent himself. He wasn’t one of those violent bullies, by any means! But the constant name calling, the mocking and the sneering through the school halls ... well, those things pretty much came with the jock status, right? And that’s why no kid in his right mind would blurt out faggy shit like this Ed guy! He was kneeling down in front of him, a younger kid, and practically begging to suck his cock.

‘Alright Chris, play cool and you totally got this!’ the smug voice inside his head told him.

“Well...” Chris said tentatively “ ... what if I told you that you CAN suck it?”

Ed’s eyes lit up as he smiled at him.

“Are you serious? Would you let me? For real?” the gay boy looked and sounded like a little kid on Christmas morning which Chris found almost hilarious. He probably wouldn’t have believed it if he wasn’t witnessing it first hand.

“Well, since you’re down there...” Chris said, trying real hard to sound like that was NOT his first blowjob and obviously NOT a big deal at all “ ... besides I was gonna jerk off before going to bed anyways, so you might as well...” he added with fake nonchalant.

“Oh, thank you Chris!” Ed said and before the kid could reply, he had started rubbing his face all over Chris’s junk and kissing it lovingly.

“Woah...” Chris snickered.

And then the faggot opened his mouth and started sucking on his cock.

“Fuck...” Chris commented almost in a whisper. That mouth felt so wet and warm and ... fucking perfect. He felt his dick getting harder and harder as the fag’s tongue and lips were massaging his whole shaft. Chris couldn’t believe it. He was getting head! For real! Sure, it was from a faggot but still that shit felt so fucking good! For a second he wondered what his friends and teammates at school would have said, had they known. But it was hard to focus. The fag was sucking on it so strongly and Chris felt his cock head touch the back of his throat every time Ed’s lips touched his pubes. It was incredible. Chris hadn’t had his first taste of pussy yet but this feeling was kinda hard to top as far as he was concerned.

Ed was finally tasting cock again. It had been way too long for a pathological addict such as himself which meant that no dick had ever tasted so good. He had repeatedly pulled back that long foreskin, slurping and feasting on the boy’s pungent smegma. He looked up and saw pure pleasure painted on Chris’s handsome boy-face. Viking boy was lost in his own world, his eyes were half-closed and he was biting his lower lip yearningly. Ed felt so proud of himself. He guzzled that awesome cock one more time and lingered while his nose was pressed against that young jock’s pubes. He breathed in Chris’s smell. It was certainly musky, like you would expect from a teenage boy at the end of a day and Ed noticed a slightly different fragrance from Corey’s stale-sweat odor. Needless to say he loved it and suddenly felt like he was willing to do more for him. He backed up a little and slid the warm and tasty cock out of his mouth. Chris looked down, like he was about to say something but Ed went:

“Does it feel ok?” he asked.

“Feels awesome!” Chris said before he could stop himself, then cleared his throat a little less excited and added in a lower register “I mean ... it’s pretty good...”

Ed smiled and asked:

“Wanna try something that feels even better?”