Am I just using him – chapter 2

I’m watching some tv when Milan wakes up. He has been asleep for thirty minutes or so. He looks sleepy and at first he has to look around in order to know where he was. Then he notices me and smiles. He sits up and yawns.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hey dude. Did you sleep well?”

He laughs. “Yeah. Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”

“No problem man, no problem. I wanted to give you a blanket, but…” I stop and smirk. “Didn’t want to get the blanket all filthy… you know?”

He looks at his bare chest. “Oh shit. I’m sorry.”

“Hey, don’t sweat it. You enjoyed yourself, that’s cool.”

“I should get cleaned up. What time is it?”

I glance at my watch. “Half past ten.”

“O, shit. Should get going soon then.”

I get up from the comfy chair I had been sitting in all this time and sit down next to him. He smells like horny teenager and I feel my dick twitch in my pants. “You could spend the night man. Not sure where you live and it’s dark outside.”

He smiles. “It’s no problem, really. I live fairly close anyway, and my parents would want to know where I am. Besides, we should keep the sleepovers for the second date, don’t you think?” He looks dead serious. My face must’ve been very funny, because suddenly Milan bursts out in laughter. “I’m just joking with you man. I know exactly where we’re at, no worries.” He smiles. “So, are you gonna point me to the bathroom so I can make myself unsticky again?”

I laugh awkwardly. Tables have turned, apparently, I think. All of a sudden I’m the shy and uncertain one while he is fully in control. “Follow me,” I say. Only now I notice he is half hard again. I show him the bathroom and I demonstrate how the shower works.

“You can join me, you know?” Milan says. “You must be all sweaty too.”

“No, I’m fine.”

He raises an eyebrow. “You sure? I can take care of you again, if you want? You surely must be horny again, having this naked beauty in front of you.” He laughs and I don’t know what to say. I can feel my dick growing. “For real though. Could be fun.”

I keep silent. In the corner of my eye I see he is even getting harder again as he is absently rubbing.

“Think about it. You can join later if you want.” He turns the shower on and gets in.

I am perplexed. Am I even considering getting in there with him? Two naked guys showering together. How gay can it get? But… He was right, I am hard and horny. And he offered to make me cum again. You know what, today has been weird anyway. Let’s fucking do this, I want me in his mouth again. I quickly undress and step into the shower.

Milan doesn’t look too surprised. “There he is.” He smiles. He smells my armpit very shortly. “I knew you were sweaty.”

“Well, it was hard working earlier today.” I grin.

The boy takes some shampoo and starts washing my hair. Okay? What should I think of this? I’m not doing anything to him, right? So it’s not gay to be in this situation. It actually feels kind of nice to have him massaging my back. His hands slide to my lower back and again, he spends some time caressing and massaging. I got a boner in the meantime, obviously. His hands move up again, and he massages my shoulders a few seconds before he starts soaping in my chest. During a few seconds, he massages my nipples, which is extraordinarily sensitive. Along my belly button he traces a trail of soap towards my pubes. He caresses my balls and intentionally avoids my dick. My aching to be caressed dick.

Out of a sudden he hugs me from behind, causing his whole body to touch me. His dick, obviously, touches my butt crack. At the same time, he grabs hold of my dick and starts jerking me off from behind. I just wanted to start protesting, I didn’t want him to be so close to me, I don’t want any cock touching me. Ever. Period. But, it just feels so good to have him jerking me off while I can’t see him. The hot water is still crashing down on us.

Milan takes some more soap and makes sure it all foams before he continues jerking me off with his foamy hand. His left hand is still caressing my nipples, my chest and sometimes he even touches part of my face. At first I felt uncomfortable with that, but once again, the hand job was just too great, so I couldn’t really protest. I guess I was too busy trying not to faint to really complain or anything. Finally he makes a step backwards, getting some space between him and me, and finally having his dick not touching my ass. But, apparently he did this for a reason, as he – without a warning – suddenly puts a finger in my asshole. I jump away from him. “What the fuck man.”

He looks confused. “I thought you wanted me to make you cum. You know, like you never have before?”

“Yeah, but stay away from my ass. That’s gay man.” I realise what I said. “I mean… I got no problems with that, but I’m just not like that, you know?”

“Yes, I told you already. I know. But, did you ever try this? It really makes your orgasm like a million times better!”

I frown.

“Do you trust me, Dan?” he asks.

I sincerely think about that question. I guess I do, but I often trust people way too soon, which has a way of backfiring. “I guess.”

“Then let me make this moment even better.” He smiles. “It really isn’t gay or anything, it’s just to stimulate your prostate. Trust me.”

I hesitate. “Okay, but if I want you to stop, listen. Alright?”

“Alrighty,” he says happily.

I turn my back to him again and Milan takes another drop of shampoo.