John and I cleaned up after he fucked my face in his parents' shower.
Once again, we switched to friend mode talking about our girlfriends, complaining about our customers and discussing sports.
We got dressed and ordered a pizza. We watched some TV while waiting for it. Neither one of use mentioned what had just happened. About 30 minutes later there was a knock on the door from the delivery guy.
John and I sat down to eat in his kitchen. We both sat down at the bar and tore into the pie. I realized I was famished. I wondered how much of it had to do with the sex we'd had.
"Hey Bob do you want to keep messing around?" John asked out of the blue.
I wasn't sure how to respond. I was afraid that I had pushed too far and had scared my buddy off. Jerking each other off was one thing, but playing with his ass and sucking his cock were something else.
"Do you?" I replied.
"Yes. I'd love to keep playing around, but I think we need to set up some ground rules," he said.
"OK, shoot," I said.
"Well for starters I don't want people thinking we're fags," John said. "We can't act all faggy when we're out working or hanging out with the girls or anything."
I continued to eat pizza and nodded my agreement. "I know it sounds crazy but to me the kissing and hugging is even more faggy than the jacking off and blow jobs," John said.
"So let's agree when it's friend mode you won't look at me longingly to jack me off then," I said jokingly.
We both laughed for a few seconds.
"Also we can never tell anyone any of this," he said repeating our earlier conversation.
"Dude who am I going to tell and what would I tell them?" I asked. "I jerked YOU off. I sucked YOU off. Why would I tell anyone that? They'll think I've gone queer!"
A sense of relief came over John's face and he broke into a big smile.
"Well I sure as hell won't tell anyone you suck cock so good!" John said, obviously trying to get a rise out of me.
"Whatever dude! At least I can get an actual girl to suck MY dick!" I responded.
We both laughed and continued to eat.
"So... what next?" John asked.
"I dunno," I said honestly. "Do you want to keep playing around?"
"I'd like to jack you off again. I haven't had a chance to really play with your dick," John said. My dick twitched thinking about my friend playing with it.
"I'm not ready to suck your dick Bob," John confessed. "I don't know if I'll ever be ready, but you can suck my dick if you want!"
We both laughed.
After cleaning up we went back up to his room and casually took our clothes off. My dick was already hard and leaking precum.
"Lay down," John said.
I did as he said and laid down on his bed. He spread my legs apart and kneeled down in between them. He reached across my body to reach the lube that was sitting on his nightstand. His entire body was on top of mine. On his way back down he stopped and looked at me. Our eyes met and we tentatively kissed. Our tongues probed our mouths. I enjoyed the taste of his mouth and casually wrapped my arms around his torso.
We kissed for a few minutes. I felt his hard dick against my torso and moaned.
John broke the kiss. He seemed short of breath. "That was nice man," he said. "I hate to say it but you kiss better than Stephanie."
I smiled big time at that.
John got back into position and lubed up my hard dick. He was alternating hands again. I was trying to enjoy the sensation of my buddy jerking me off. It was much different than any girl. His hands were larger and much rougher for starters. John then eased himself down.
"Lemme check out your dick," he said.
