Fear and Courage

Chapter 3-3

Later the next morning, still dark with the clock reading four A.M., Jim woke with a piss hard-on. He was so comfortable in bed but he needed to relieve himself. As Jim carefully got out of bed, Brian moaned and mumbled in his sleep. With the perfect temperature, they had slept with no blanket over them, leaving Brian semi-naked on the sheets. He moaned, one hand in his briefs. In the limited illumination from the nightlight, Jim watched Brian having a s****l dream. Oh, man. He had to be hard.

Brian’s breathing neared Olympic rate. He mumbled, and Jim only caught a few words, including “suck me” and “f**k me.” Jim fondled himself.

Suddenly, Brian sat up, his eyes wide open.

Jim jerked his hand free. “Hey.”

It took Brian a few seconds to come to. “Why are you standing there?”

“Uh, I have to piss, but when I got up, you were moaning and I wasn’t sure if you were having a nightmare.”

Brian looked down at his hand in his briefs, but kept it there. “Dude, I had the wildest f*****g s*x dream ever. God, I’m so f*****g hard, I’m leaking.” He pulled down his briefs. “I can’t go back to sleep like this.”

Jim handed him two tissues. “I’m going to piss. You can jack off and call my name when you’re finished.”

Brian got a strange little grin. “Or you can just suck me off.”

Jim turned in case Brian saw his erection. “I could, but I’m won’t. I’m not gay.” Jim felt angry for playing hard to get. He sure as hell knew he wanted to suck his friend’s massive black c**k.

Brian rested back, erection standing up. “We’re best friends. Sometimes buds do favors for each other. It don’t make you gay. If you go to prison and do it with other guys, that don’t make you gay, it’s just a momentary thing.” He lowered his briefs more. “Come on. I did it for you.”

“I’m not gay.” Damn. All he had to do was open his mouth, take Brian inside—

No! He wasn’t gay. What happened last night was a one-time deal. Sure, he’d fantasized about Brian, but they were friends. It didn’t make him gay, did it?

“In my dream, I was f*****g some guys in the locker room. I won’t tell anyone. Just suck me for a little bit, okay? Do a bud a favor?”

“You’ll suck me after?”

“Sure.”

As though someone or something took control of Jim, he moved toward the bed and settled between Brian’s legs. He swallowed the lump in his throat and took Brian’s c**k in his hand, but couldn’t bring himself to suck it. Plus, he still had to piss.

“Go on, put it in your mouth. I need this so bad, dude.”

Jim lowered his head, the c**k an inch from his mouth. His friend’s groin smelled so masculine.

Brian put a hand on the back of Jim’s head. “Do it.”

Jim’s lips touched the d**k and he tasted Brian’s precum. Not bad. Finally, he took the c**k into his mouth a few inches and it seemed to fit so nicely. Strangely, the c**k tasted familiar and right, despite it being the first d**k he’d sucked. It sure as hell felt wonderful. He started sucking the d**k for all he was worth. Brian ran his fingers through Jim’s hair, and each time Jim lifted his head, Brian pushed it down. Jim liked it.

He happily devoured at least three-quarters of Brian’s c**k. Damn, the guy had at least eight inches. The sheer pleasure of sucking a d**k vanquished any worries of him being gay. Brian moaned and groaned, and it took only a few minutes for him to come, and it didn’t bother Jim. Keeping Brian’s d**k in his mouth, he enjoyed the salty, yet enjoyable taste of the c*m. Then Jim pulled back and swallowed. He didn’t gag; he didn’t puke. Instead, he licked up every drop.

“s**t, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come in your mouth. It just happened. Don’t hate me, dude!”

Jim straddled Brian’s chest. “I’m not gay. I only did that for you.” He licked his lips. “You said you’d suck me.”

Brian grew a fiendish smile, pushed Jim onto his back, and knelt between his legs. Without hesitation, he guzzled Jim’s d**k, taking it all the way down, the tip hitting the back of his throat. Working Jim’s prick with his mouth, pumping it, Brian fingered Jim’s ass. Jim bent his legs and grabbed the sheets with both fists. He could only moan at the awesome head Brian gave him, and in less than a minute, he came in Brian’s mouth. His friend let the c*m leak out, then licked it up.

Eventually, Brian crawled atop Jim and kissed him with tongue, surprising the s**t out of him. Yet, strangely, he loved it.

Brian said, “Okay, we’re even. No one else ever finds out, okay?”

Jim rushed into the bathroom to piss. When he returned to bed, Brian spooned against his back. Jim didn’t pull away, but stoked the hand Brian flung across his waist.