It had been months since Justin and I first had sex and we were still going strong. During the night after our first time together, I had finally admitted to him that I was bi. He wasn't bothered by it, finding it cool that I could bounce between guys and girls. He told me he had fucked and been sucked off by a few guys, among them Alex. Not because he was bi, but because he didn't care who was on his cock when he was horny. To that end, I began to spend a lot of time on his dick. Initially, if a date didn't put out, he'd come visit me. Being easily accessible and an equally horny guy it quickly became more frequent. I loved taking his cock whenever he wanted to give it to me. And looking back, I could tell he enjoyed giving it to me often. It was rare that we got time alone to enjoy each other so he took advantage of me whenever he could. It was often in situations where we could easily have been caught and I think the thrill of discovery heightened his arousal.
I was in my room working on a model for a class project one day when he entered. We chatted as he casually stood next to me watching my progress. After I used the ruler to check a few measurements, he picked it up from the desk and turned it over in his hands.
"You know, this ruler reminds me of something," he said thoughtfully.
I asked him what absently, still focused on my work.
"This."
He raised his shirt exposing the low waistband of his jeans and the fly of his boxers. After shifting his jeans slightly lower, he pulled out his hardening dick through the hole in his undershorts and gave it a few strokes then laid it to rest near the ruler on the desk. I had known his cock was exceptionally long, but seeing it reach beyond the full length of the foot long piece of wood next to it was surprising. With a smirk, he picked up the ruler and used it to measure his length, struggling with the slight curve.
"Look at that," he said proudly as he marked where the wood ended with one finger then moved the ruler to measure the remainder. As he did this, I noticed that his meat was narrow, being slightly wider than the ruler. "Twelve and three-quarters. I bet if it didn't have this bend, it'd be over thirteen."
With this new bit of information, I reached out and wrapped a hand around it. Stroking it slowly, I felt every inch of his erection. The soft skin was smooth and tight around the stiff stalk of flesh. Swollen with arousal, the arrow shaped head was firm and a small pearl of precum had already appeared at the opening. Despite regularly servicing it, this was the first time that I had really looked at his dick and I was a bit entranced from the knowledge of his length.
"What are you guys doing?" Mark said as he entered the room.
Thankfully Justin was at the side of my desk with his back to the door so Mark couldn't see me stroking Justin's cock. I quickly covered Justin's exposed erection with an opened book that was turned upside down. Glancing down at it, I could see that the large book barely covered the length of his wood.
Mark came over and looked at the project I was working on. I thought we were going to be caught as he grabbed the ruler that was under the book next to Justin's hastily hidden erection. As he pulled it out the book shifted slightly, exposing the root of Justin's cock sticking out of his boxers. Infuriatingly, Justin simply smirked at me and made no attempt to fix it as he helped Mark make a few measurements on my model. From my position, I could see the pointed tip of Justin's cock under the book and was surprised that Mark either did not see it or chose not to acknowledge it. I saw it flex a few times, the slight swelling causing the book to shift around it as it continually leaked a thin stream of clear fluid.
"Come on, man," Mark finally said to Justin as he tossed the ruler back on the desk and walked to the bedroom door. "Let's get some food then head out."
"Go ahead, I'll be down in a sec," Justin said over his shoulder. He picked up the book exposing his cock and the small puddle of precum on my desk and proceeded to flip through it. "I was telling Mac how to get over on Professor Lawrence. The guy is so oblivious he wouldn't notice a foot long piece of wood laying on his desk right in front of his face."
"It's so easy, bro," Mark said with a laugh as he exited my room, oblivious to Justin's reference.
Mark had barely turned the corner before Justin grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth onto his dick. "Gotta be quick, bro," he said as he hastily fucked my face with short thrusts. I focused on teasing the head of his cock with my tongue as I had learned it was a quick way to get him off.
"Hurry up," Mark called upstairs impatiently.
"I'm almost finished," Justin answered back. A few thrusts later he began unloading into my mouth. "I'm coming now," he yelled with humor in his voice. "I'm coming."
I had barely sucked him clean before he pulled out and left the room, tucking himself away as he went.
Another time, I was in my room watching TV when I heard Justin enter the house. I could hear him talking to my parents about an upcoming trip. Mark and Justin were turning twenty-one in a few weeks and our parents had planned a family trip to celebrate. Though I tried to refocus on the program, I knew I wouldn't be able to until I saw him. The wait seemed forever before I heard him ascending the stairs.
"Hey, bro," he said from the doorway. Over the past few months I had learned that whenever he called me bro, he was primed and ready for action. "Got a few minutes?"
He knew the question was rhetorical as I would always happily submit to him. I stood and was making my way to the bed when he stopped me.
"Nope," he said. He raised his shirt and pulled his hard cock out of the fly of his exposed boxers. "Just a quickie, right here."
Here being the doorway of my room, I looked at him as if he were crazy. But as I hadn't tasted him in almost a week, I didn't argue. I got to my knees in front of him and sucked him deep. He placed a hand on my head, his fingers carding through my hair. It didn't take long for him to unload into my mouth. He was still tucking himself away and I was returning to my chair licking the last bits of his load off my lips when my mom appeared behind him and asked if he was staying for dinner. With a smile, he looked at me and said yes, adding that he might stay the night since Mark was with his girlfriend, Julie.
That night while my parents watched TV, Justin and I changed and went out to the pool. The TV room had sliding glass doors that opened onto the pool deck so we were visible to my parents. We started out with some actual swimming before moving to horseplay. I quickly found myself pressed against the wall of the pool facing my parents with my shorts being lowered.
"I need to fuck you so bad, Mac." His voice was husky in my ear as he stood behind me. I felt him pull his erection out and press it into me. "It's been a few days and I really need to bust a nut." He slid into me with ease as his hands came around to rub across my chest. His hips immediately set up a quick pace, intent on their carnal purpose.
I almost climaxed from the thought of being caught as my dad came out during one commercial break. Justin adjusted an arm to put me in a headlock to cover our actions as Dad stood talking to us. During that conversation, Justin gave me a few forceful thrusts that could have easily betrayed us as we moved around, pretending to struggle against each other.
"Damn, you've got some self control," Justin said once we were alone again. "I almost blew when Dad reached down and patted our heads." Having said that, he increased the speed of his hips and unloaded within me.
