Chapter 10

He imagined Brian coming in his mouth. He worked up saliva, pretending it was Brian’s cum, and he swallowed it, He’d enjoyed it last night when Brian had shot on his chest. Now, he dreamed of a bunch of guys together in a room, maybe watching porn, and they’d take out their cocks and jack off, seeing who would shoot the farthest and whose dick was biggest, or maybe they’d all make Jim suck them off.

Jim sped up his own stroking until his right arm slowed from fatigue, losing its rhythm, and he took over with his left hand. A minute later, he came in his free hand with cum splashing out. He stared at the collection in his cupped hand, sniffed, and licked. Just like always, a bit salty and intriguing. Did all semen taste the same? He’d liked tasting Brian’s juice, so he licked more of his own and wiped the rest into his hair.