The mid-sixties found Travis and I in Chicago for a six week training seminar. About the same age and single, we’d worked together in Denver for about eighteen months, during which time we gradually became good friends.
I’d seen him around for a few months, nodding greetings and exchanging occasional small talk, before I got my first glimpse of his dick. I was taking a piss one morning when he came into the washroom, said “Hi,” and stood at the adjacent urinal. That’s when I saw his dick out of the corner of my eye but I didn’t look directly over at him. We didn’t do that in the those days.
But I managed to see that he was cut and had a broad smooth cockhead. I didn’t think he was too long. When I was done, I washed my hands, wished Travis a good day, left the washroom and went back to work.
I saw him once in a while around the building after that and a time or two in the washroom. We often stood in adjacent urinals and, finally, on one of those occasions I made a bold decision and looked over at him and asked, “How do you like being circumcised?”
He laughed. “I had no choice. Dad is circumcised and he had me and my brothers all done too.”
I chuckled and saw that he was looking over at my cock. “What’s it like to be uncut?”
“I like it,” I answered. By then I had finished pissing and I pulled my foreskin fully back, gave it a shake and said, “Now we look somewhat the same.”
“Yeah, but yours is bigger.“
“Hah, not by much. Yours looks like it has a huge broad head.”
I continued to play with my cock, pushing and pulling on my hood, stretching it out past the end of my cock, shaking it about, stroking it. And, of course, I grew and became firmer.
I noticed that was also stroking his cock and soon we were both erect. Our girth looked about the same but I was maybe an inch or so longer. We were soon jerking away in earnest, breathing hard, and my fist flew as cum spurted into the urinal. Then he came, impressively gushing.
Right then another guy entered the washroom and we took that as our signal to zip up and leave. But we repeated the mutual masturbation scene a few times over the next several months and progressed to jerking each other off. I liked the feel of his dick in my hand and enjoyed the pulse of his cock and how it throbbed when he ejaculated. He told me that the feeling was mutual.
One day, following a big meeting in the office, came the announcement that would send Travis and I to Chicago. A group of us were told to attend a company training seminar in the city. We’re told to make our own travel and accommodation arrangements and bill the company. There is a budget limit, of course, but Travis has an uncle who lives in the city and he arranges for us to bunk down in a basement rumpus room. It sounds fine to me. We might even make some money on the arrangement!
The bus gets us into Chicago on Sunday afternoon. We walk to his uncle’s house about six blocks away and I meet both uncle and aunt. She takes us downstairs to see the rumpus room. It is carpeted with panel walls and a hide-a-bed has already been pulled out and made up for us.
There is a loveseat, too, but she thought it would be too short to sleep on so she made up the hide-a-bed for us. There is also a couple of chairs, bar stools and end tables, and the other basement rooms are a laundry, furnace, and bathroom with a shower, no tub.
Travis and I decide to see some sights so we take a city bus tour. Eventually, the bus gets to the hotel where our seminars are to take place. We get off, look around the hotel and have dinner there before taking the bus back to our temporary home.
Downstairs, Travis decides to shower. When he exits the bathroom, he has a bath towel wrapped around his waist. He lies on the bed and I go for a shower. When I’m done, I too wrap the towel around my waist and lay down beside him.
“Do you want to try something different?” he asks.
“What did you have in mind?”
“I need you to promise that this will be our secret.”
“Okay, I promise.”
“Okay, then.
“Sure. I’ll just listen.”
“Well, you see, I’ve been wondering about sucking cocks with you. I’ve never ever sucked cock but I’ve been curious about doing it. So, with us being together here for six weeks, I just had to ask you. This opportunity may never again present itself. I would not want anybody to find out. It needs to be kept a secret, just between us. I wouldn’t try this with anybody else but you. We have come to know each other very well. I think we could take turns sucking each other or sucking each other at the same time. Guess that’s all I have to tell you. So, what do you say?”
“Yes,” I answer, “for sure I’d be willing to try that. However, I don’t know about sixty-nine. It seems to me that you or me wouldn’t get the full benefit of being sucked off if we are also sucking. How about we start with sixty-nine and then I’ll concentrate on getting you off. Then you can return the favour. How does that sound?”
“That sounds fair.”
So, we lay on our sides in the sixty-nine position. I latch onto his dick and stroke it a couple of strokes. Then I stick out my tongue and lick all around his cockhead and up and down his shaft. I feel his hand on my dick and he is licking my knob and shaft. I engulf about three inches of his cock and while sucking, I draw it back out of my mouth. I repeat this motion, taking a little more of his cock into my mouth. He does the same to my cock and it felt so good.
After several minutes of this, I get up and kneel on the edge of the bed. I hold his nuts in one hand, grip the base of his cock with the other, and fondle his nuts and jerk his shaft. With mouth and tongue I go to work on his cock. I bob up and down while I suck him and lick his cock head, around and around. He is moaning and breathing hard, hips writhing, and I feel his pecker expand in my mouth. It swells and cum explodes out, bathing my throat and mouth with his sweet essence. I swallow it all and continue sucking and draining his cock until it’s as soft as a wet noodle.
I get back on the bed and lie down. “Your turn.”
Travis kneels between my legs and fondles my cock, rubs my nuts, and starts licking up and down the shaft. He retracts my foreskin fully and licks all around my glans.
“Mmm, always wanted to taste your hood,” he says. “It feels good, buddy.”
His mouth moves up and down on my cock. I can feel the back of his throat and he’s not gagging so I wonder if he has done this before. Oh well, whether he has or hasn’t, it still feels fantastic.
He squishes my foreskin over the end of my cock and tugs on it with his lips. His mouth captures it like that and he inserts his tongue into the opening and licks around and around under the hood. He takes my cock from his mouth and, pulling the foreskin fully back, licks off the pre-cum. Then he returns to sucking and licking my glans. It is very sensitive and, in a few minutes, my jizz blasts down his throat. He swallows it all and licks my cock clean.
“Ahh, wonderful, thanks buddy,” says Travis.
“And I thank you. We have a great six weeks ahead of us.”
“Yes, for sure. We must be careful not to leave any pecker tracks on the sheets or my aunt will notice them when she does the laundry.”
“Well,” I say grinning, “if we swallow every drop, that should cover our tracks.”
Things went well that first week. Not only did we jerk, suck and cum numerous times but we got on okay with his relatives. We all had breakfast together but Travis and I ate lunch at the hotel and often had supper out. They needed their space too.
However, things got even better when Les came to town.
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My sincere thanks to JWren for all the editing assistance.
