The full week had almost passed. Jay and I have been sucking and fucking just about the entire time. We would occasionally take a break to eat, watch TV, play Playstation, go swimming. Just regular friend stuff. But most of our time together was draining each other of our cum. It was great.
We never bothered throwing that party. We didn't see the point. The main reason we wanted to throw the party (like anyone our age, really) was to drink and try to get laid. Since Jay and I got together, we didn't need a bunch of people here to do that. We thought it was much more fun to fuck each other senseless while we had the house to ourselves. Which, as it turns out, was going to be extended.
Rob, his mom, and my dad were supposed to come back tomorrow, but everyone but Rob got a severe stomach bug. They were in no condition to fly back, so they were stuck in Chicago for at least a few more days until they were better. Which worked out great for me and Jay, for obvious reasons.
As for Rob, it seemed like he took the news rather well for the most part:
What the FUCK, GUYS?!?!?!? Are you fucking with me right now? There's no way this is real. Right??
He sent about nineteen more texts just like it while we were in the shower. All with questions like, "Is this real?" "How long has this been going on?" "Why didn't you tell me?" You get the point. He was upset, but he seemed more upset that we kept this from him than us actually being gay together. I'll take that as win.
So for the remaining six days of the trip, Rob texted us almost nonstop. He was trying to pry as much information out of us as possible. What all we've done, what we like the most, etc. We didn't answer him that often, as we're more focused on each other than responding, but we answered when we could.
On day six, Jay and I were in bed naked. He was sucking my cock. He had been doing so for a while. He was taking his time, going slow and licking along the shaft. He was in no rush, and I wasn't complaining. I was enjoying every second of it. We were in our own little world when I got a notification ping on my phone. I looked and it was yet another text from Rob asking another question. I was surprised. Not by Rob texting us again for the thousandth time this week, but the real surprise was the question itself:
So......what's it like? Being with a guy, I mean. Do they give better blowjobs? Do they kiss better? Is being fucked in the ass really that good?
I suppose I shouldn't have been shocked. Given what's happened in the time that has passed, Rob was definitely curious about my and Jay's relationship. But now he seemed genuinely curious about more than that. And this doesn't seem like the kind of question you ask unless you wanted to try it out for yourself.
I tap Jay on the head. He lifts his head off my cock and looks at my phone. His eyes grow wide with surprise. "Yeah, he definitely wants to try something."
"Right?" I agreed. "So first thing's first, what should we tell him?"
Jay ponders for a few seconds. "Well, we've gotten this far on honesty. Don't change that now."
I nodded and went back to my phone:
I can only speak from personal experience this past week. It's great being with Jay! He gives the best blowjob I've ever had, hands down. No one else compares. His kisses are addicting. I can't get enough! As for anal, you'd have to ask Jay. But he seems to love it!
I hit Send. I look at Jay and say, "Done."
"What did you tell him?" Jay asked.
"I said you give the best blowjobs." I tell him with a smile.
Jay smiled back. He took the hint and took my hard cock into his mouth once again without hesitation. I laid my head back and moaned softly, running my hand through his hair as he bobbed up and down on my dick. After another minute or so, another notification ping snapped me back to reality. I check my phone and it is of course from Rob again:
Really??? Damn....