I wake up Sunday morning, quickly grabbing my phone, I see we have half an hour before the alarm goes off. After cancelling the alarm, I turn my attention to the gorgeous naked man sleeping beside me.
Don is flat on his back, I watch his chest rise and fall, his taut frame lightly covered in soft blonde hair. I sigh contentedly as I realize again, not only do I have a boyfriend, I have a gorgeous boyfriend. I am always excited about new relationships, but this feels much deeper. I sigh again as I watch him.
A surge through my cock reminds me I need to piss, I reluctantly move away. When I return from the bathroom Don is stirring. I watch him wake, smiling and saying, "good morning," as he focuses his sleepy blue eyes. Don smiles and we kiss softly. I go make us coffee, while he takes his turn in the bathroom.
We drink coffee, still in our panties, our cocks already at half mast for each other. I feel a nice throb every time I see him get bigger. We are both enjoying seeing and feeling the effect we have on each other. Indulging ourselves and each other at the same time.
We sit silently, each watching the other grow, savoring the throbs the view is causing. Reveling in our cocks responding to each other, feeling our loins begin to ache from our primal urges.
We smile at each other in mutual understanding, a moment later we both pull our panties to the side. We share a moan as we watch each other's beautiful hard cocks spring free.
We slowly stroke, staring at each other, eyes locked on hard cock.
Moaning softly, reminding ourselves to go slow, as our hands try to speed up. Our individual rapid arousal fueled by each other's.
Don stands and begins slowly moving towards me, his gorgeous bobbing cock is impossible to look away from as he walks. A knock on the door causes us both to moan in frustration.
I hurriedly reply. "hang on," I walk to the door, looking through the peephole I see Willow. "Hang on a sec Willow," I say again as I look around for something to wear. Don, now dressed, answers the door a minute later as I dress.
"You guys didn't have to get dressed for me." Willow says teasingly as she notices my inside out shirt. We all chuckle, Willow pauses. moving her eyes slowly over our obvious bulges, before adding, "sorry guys."
We both smile and blush, hardening again at her prolonged glance.
Don nicely gets her a coffee. I can't help but admire Willow as we wait. She is a tall, slim girl, almost six feet, long blonde hair cascades past her shoulders.
Her face is flawless, perfectly symmetrical, and glowing a soft pink, as if made of silk. Small perky breasts strain against her low cut tight top. Don breaks her spell as he returns with her coffee.
She explains her visit a moment later.
"I am hosting an LGBT event tonight at Danny's, you guys should come.
Mention my name, I can put you on my list, if you want."
We agree to think about it, Willow smiles, "honeymoon stage I get it, come for an hour, you will have fun."
We chat for a bit, promising to come for an hour as Willow rises to leave. Our promises are rewarded with hugs and nice soft kisses on our cheeks.
"I can tell you boys are new to all this, so if you have any questions, or if you are nervous about anything, you can talk to me okay?"
Willow looks into our eyes as we nod, making sure we understand. We thank her as she leaves.
We begin giggling and discussing a threesome a few seconds later, hurriedly stripping back down to our panties, before finally collapsing into a heap on my couch.
Our kisses soon return our thoughts to only us. Our hands find hard cock, moaning again as we feel how hard each other is.
Throbbing for each other, as we roll around on my couch. We pull each other up, sitting close facing each other, our panties again soaked in pre cum, as we slip our throbbing poles out.
We begin tapping our cock heads together, smiling and cooing, as we watch our pre cum splash. We alternate running our cock heads up and down each other's throbbing shafts.
Learning as we go, finding new ways for our beautiful small cocks to pleasure each other. Our fingers loosely encircling the base while we slap our shafts together, moaning and groaning at every contact.
We take turns each stroking both cocks as one, bringing ourselves right to the edge over and over. We kiss as we watch, our hands are everywhere, as we revel in each other's soft skin.
Always returning to that lovely hardness. Our young cocks are shining with each other's pre cum. We feed each other our juices, each hungrily sucking the other's finger. Tasting how horny we make each other, still amazed at the level of desire we share.
We know we will have to stop soon, each occasionally glancing at the time.
Minutes passing like seconds, as our desire floods over us.
Long ignored feelings taking over our bodies and indeed our very souls. We belong together, we have finally, truly found each other, and we don't want to let go.
We hear a ding from Don's phone, we ignore the sound, now facing each other kissing, our cocks pressed firmly together.
I plead with Don to make me cum as he expertly edges my aching cock, he smiles softly. shaking his head.
I moan as the second ding causes him to release our cocks.
Don checks his phone, "Mom, reminding us we have half an hour till brunch," he explains.
I nod and look down at my aching cock.
Don again shakes his head, before saying, "I want you really horny for when you fuck me later Rog."
I almost cum instantly, recovering a moment later, I follow Don to the shower.
This time, Don fight's my advances, as we giggle and he tries to wash. Don calls me a cock hound, I counter by calling him a cock tease. We both laugh hysterically as we dry off. We quickly dress and rush downstairs, we make the short drive, arriving about two minutes late.
We approach the table, our entwined hands cause Don's mom's face to light up in a beautiful smile.
"Hi guys," she says sweetly while rising for hugs. She gives Don a long hug, whispering in his ear softly, before kissing his cheek.
I can't make out the words but I see Don's bright smile. My hug is shorter but still sweet, I also get a nice soft kiss on the cheek.
We look over the menu choices, as she excitedly gushes. "Roger, you can call me Mandy, or Mom, unless you think it's too soon to call me mom."
She pauses, smiling before continuing, "I am just so happy for you both, I always hoped this day would come. I have a gift for you boys."
Mandy again pauses, now rummaging through her bag.
I can't help but look at her cleavage, her ripe firm breasts spill out as she bends over her purse. Mandy is wearing.a nice loose pink satiny sleeveless low cut top, with a long flowing, mostly yellow skirt.
As Mandy looks up she adds, "Oh I was thinking, you know our basement is much bigger than Roger's little apartment," she blushes as she sees Don's scowl.
"I'm sorry guys, I know this is new for you, but I have been waiting for you two to fall in love for ages."
I take her hand, "Mom it's okay, what did you get us?"
Mandy beams as I call her mom, she hands me a gift card, blushing again slightly as I also blush. "Thank you," I say as I show Don our gift card for a nearby sex shop. We all chuckle as the tension breaks.
We order food, our conversation turns a bit more vanilla as we eat. We assure Mom we will no longer be labeling ourselves. As we have coffee, she talks more seriously. My eyes keep returning to her round breasts as she talks. I try not to blush every time Mom notices.
"You boys are best friends, make sure that remains, I mean still tell each other everything. Even when you think it may cause jealousy.
Don for example, your attention seems divided every time our server comes over, before I assume you would have told Roger you find her attractive, and you should still, secrets can only hurt."
Mom turns to me, "Roger you seem fascinated by my cleavage, again if before you would have mentioned that to my son, you should still." I am blushing mumbling apologies as Don chuckles.
I try to focus only on her face as she continues, "Just be true to yourselves and each other." We both nod our understanding, as Don still mocks my discomfort.
Before we leave Don asks mom if she could order some thigh highs for me.
Mandy smiles brightly, offering her services to measure me for my stockings.
I decline, saying "I can take care of it," Don begins to agree as Mom interrupts.
"Don you know you had fun when I measured and dressed you, tell Roger to relax." Don is beet red. Seeing his discomfort, Mom does nothing to ease it. "Oh honey, you need to get over your embarrassment about getting boners."
Mom turns to me before adding, "we even had to cancel our movie nights, because of it." I chuckle as Don almost spits out his coffee. My mind is racing, remembering all of Don's blushes.
I reach under the table, I grasp Don's hand and after placing it on my incredibly hard cock, I say, "I wish I had a mommy like you."
Mandy smiles as Don relaxes, he turns and kisses me giving my cock a nice squeeze as he does. Mom beams in response to our kiss. We order fruit to kill a few minutes, allowing my boner to subside a bit.
Mandy insists on paying for brunch, reminding us to think over the basement idea before kissing us both softly. I openly admire Mom as she walks away. Mandy is about five three, slim about 110 pounds, most of the weight sits nicely in her round firm breasts.
Mom has long silky blonde hair like Don's. Big blue eyes, high cheekbones, and a smile that lights up every room she enters. Her shapely legs lead to an incredible gravity defying ass. I realize as I stare, my boyfriend inherited his ass from his mom. I will my eyes away as I feel myself begin to grow again. Nervous, I look over at Don, but he too is enjoying the view.
