Best Friends Share Semen, Part 3

After our second jerk session in Justin's car, we waited a while before we got together again. It was the end of our sophomore year of high school, and summer was starting. He had recently traveled to Germany with his family, and I was getting ready to leave for France with my French class.  When he got back from the trip, he hit me up on AIM (AOL Instant Messenger) and said he had a present for me. I was home alone a lot during that time because my dad had recently separated from his girlfriend, and he traveled a lot for business. I told Justin we should get together and hang out before I left on my trip. He agreed and said that during the day time would be fine. We would be alone and could watch a movie or something.  That day, I was hanging out in the living room watching Little Shop of Horrors on TV and heard the doorbell ring. I was nervous with anticipation and wondering how I could initiate another sexual encounter with my best friend.  He gave me his gift, a little wooden nutcracker that looked like a little soldier, and I would later return the gift with a small Eiffel Tower. It is a memento that I still cherish. We watched some of the movie on TV, but Justin said he had something more interesting we could watch. He then brought me out to his car and showed me where he had stashed some porno tapes he had smuggled from his brother's closet at home. We quickly brought them inside and up to my room where we had messed around about 6 months earlier. He started playing one (some 80's hetero stuff) and we looked at each other inquiringly. I asked, "What should we do?" knowing full well that it was time to get down to business.  "I dunno, same as last time?" he asked. "How much farther can we go? A blowjob?" I replied. "OK...wanna try sucking each other?" he asked. "Sure". I was ecstatic. I had wanted to taste his cock for over a year, but I just couldn't work up the courage to ask. We both took off our shorts and t-shirts and laid down on my bed. The porno became an unnecessary distraction as we soaked in the view or each other and relished in our adolescent lust for each other.  He set to work on me first, putting my cock in his mouth and bobbing up and down. It was obvious that he lacked some skill, but the sensation was still new for me. I looked down at his blond hair, where his mouth and defined arm were moving up and down on my shaft. It would be the beginning of my love for blowjobs. There is nothing like a slow, teasing blowjob from a skilled mouth. After around 5 minutes I told him to let me suck him and we switched places. I took his throbbing and rigid dick in my mouth and tasted his maleness. It was slightly musky and salty, but soft and hard at the same time. He moaned slightly as I bobbed and picked up speed. It was my first time giving oral sex, but I wanted to please him as much as possible. So I started tonguing his shaft slowly and listening to his responses. That's how I learned what he liked, and when he was ready, he told me to pull off. He then went back to sucking me, and after a while, I had to jerk myself off again. The whole situation made me so nervous! When I reached the point of climax, I asked him to finish me off, and he went down to take me in his mouth again. As I came, I saw sweat roll down his arm from his hairy armpit as he was furiously wanking my dick. He took one spurt in his mouth, then came off and spit it on my leg as I continued to cum in wave after wave of orgasmic joy. I wanted him to take my load but kind of figured he wouldn't. We both kind of chuckled. I got up and wiped off the cum with some toilet paper from my bathroom and came back into my room. "Your turn". He sat at the edge of the bed as I knelt down and took him in my mouth again. I loved his cock so much, I would have gladly sucked on it all day long if he had let me. As I teased and pulled on his dick with my newfound talent, he got closer and closer to orgasm. He told me to pull off when he got close, and I figured it would be too much to try to swallow his load (though I desperately wanted to). When the time came, he said, "I'm gonna cum!" and I felt a gush of sweet teen jizz coat my tongue. I swallowed that first burst but quickly pulled off to let the rest spurt onto his chest and abs. Thus, I got the best of both worlds without seeming "too gay".  He smiled and wiped the remaining cum off of himself. We were both satisfied, but in different ways. I think for him it was more about getting off, but for me, it was confirmation of my sexuality.  It was the last time Justin and I fooled around, but I'm proud of the experiences we shared and the bond that we had all those years ago.