After we both cleaned up we returned to our bed. We both led above the covers, still naked.

For what seemed corresponding hours neither of us said anything. We just occasionally traded glances and eye contact. Checking out each other 's naked underframe.

I was much tubby than Sir James Clark Ross and had a detectable tummy. He on the other hand was really well toned.

I put my hand out and placed my palm against his firm, toned abdomen. `` Hey, what you doing '' he said in mock surprise. `` You wanted to affect my pecker as it was something you 'd never felt so I guess Saame principle apply to your abs ? '' We both laughed, John Ross 's rooster had briefly gone flaccid but now it was growing again. I moved my hand up to his pecs and brushed his nipple. He moved slightly, nervously, instinctively but I could tell he liked it.

I said goose egg and moved over to him. Placing myself on top of him. I felt his breath against my neck and that got my cock moving again. Blood rushed and I felt myself getting hard.

I kissed Sir Ronald Ross 's chest and kissed all the way down to his groin, just above the fundament of his dick. I worked my way back up, kissing every ab and enjoying his firm body. I kissed my way to his nipple and remembering the little movement he made earlier, started to kiss his pap. His breathing changed and he let out a thin sigh. `` You 're putty in my hands now '' I thought, mischievously.

I kissed my way back down to his now rock severe cock. I 'd never seen an cut one in real life before, my sidekick and I were both unmown so this was new to me. I kissed my way to the fundament then took it in my hand. I kissed my way up and down the bottom of his cock and down to his balls. I contemplated putting them in my mouth but was scared to hurt him. I settled for just kissing them and went down to the underside of his chemise. Any further down and I 'd have been in his ass crack. He smelt so good down there I was tempted by that too. I worked my kisses back up his cock and then took it into my sassing. I took pretty much all of it in my oral fissure easily. Taking it to the back of my mouth, rhythmically moving it in and out of my mouth. My glossa paying close care to the bottom of his tip. After a few minutes I noted his breathing changing and his hips start to affect in prison term with my mouth. His hands, frozen until now gently cupped the back of my point. Suddenly Ross sat bolt upright and I felt a salty taste perception in my oral fissure. Not cum but pre-cum. `` Stop, arrest '' Sir James Clark Ross begged. Not because he was n't enjoying himself but as he 'd had his first sexual climax and now his cock was too sore to take my lingua on it any longer.

I pulled myself away from his softening pecker and made my way back to my own bed, just next to him.

My cock was whole at this point and I started to lightly stroke it myself ... I 'd just found out what happens when you stroke it and I wanted to find it again.

'' That was awesome '' Ross said, `` I did n't think you were a little gay dick sucker '' he laughed. `` I did n't think you were gay but you enjoyed your tool being sucked by another boy '' I laughed back. `` Well only one of us is a hammer mug '' He said. I put one manus on the back of his headspring, one deal gripping my throbbing cock and said `` Lets change that then ''.

I did n't postulate to push Sir John Ross 's head down even if I 'd have wanted to. He went straight down, moved my hired hand off my own dick, replaced it with his own hired man and started licking and kissing the bottom of my shaft, as I had done to him.

'' How did it get set ? '' He said, referring to my result curve. `` I do n't know '' I said, its always been like that. `` Here '' I said, pulling back my foreskin to uncover a bulging purple head. `` Wow '' he said, `` It looks bigger when its out ''. He was rightfulness, I was impressed by my own turncock and was eager for him to take it in his sassing.

I did n't have to wait More than another few secondment for him to do so as I watched my tip and half my calamus disappear into his rima oris. He could n't take it all, length, cinch and shape meant it soon found the resistance of the back of his pharynx and he signified this with a cough and removing it all from his backtalk. `` Ha, nearly choked me with that '' Ross laughed.

He continued to work my tip and barb with his tongue and mouth and my stress began to sprain to the build up of pressing inside of me. I knew I did n't have long to go before I 'd cum again. Where would I cum ? Should I state him first ? I did n't do it and I did n't suffer long to think about it as there and then I got the itch to push my coxa into Nellie Tayloe Ross'face and I placed a script on the back of his head, like he 'd done to me. He knew it was coming as just before he backed off leaving just my tip in his sassing. I took this as a green light to shoot in his backtalk and a Wave of pleasure came over my entire consistence. It was more intense than the first one, I knew what the expect this time and I knew how to pretend it a little expert for me. I shot two passel of cum into his mouth. Nellie Tayloe Ross closed his middle and swallowed. After saying me touching his house butt was gay, he was definitely embracing sucking my dick and swallowing my consignment.

He removed my shaft from his back talk and stayed in position, looking up at me longingly. Then he took his spit and cleaned off what was left, loving every drop.

We both moved ourselves under our blanket on our various beds, over lapping them as the beds were right next to each early and fell asleep bare. I woke in the night to find Betsy Ross had positioned himself as the little spoon with my hand on his abs and my peter pressed up against his ass crack. The thought crossed my mind but I figured we 'd relieve that for another day.

Greg came back into the room at day brightness and found us both in our own beds, seeing our Boxer on the floor he worked out we were naked. `` You two are fucking gay '' He said.

Little did he know what had gone on that night !