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  "Yeah? I'm doing it right?" He nuzzled Andy's shoulder, lips parted.

  "Hell, yeah." Andy rubbed against him, the hard cock unmistakable against him. "See?"

  He wrapped his fingers around the hot, smooth skin, stroked. "I'm feeling."

  Andy groaned, pushed into his hand. "That works."

  "Uh-huh." His ass was rubbing on the comforter, legs parted, sliding against Andy's.

  "What've you done?" Andy asked him, fingers coming back to his extra nipple, playing with it.

  "Huh? Done where?"

  "In bed. Like hand jobs, blowjobs, fucking, you know."

  "Oh. Huh. I. Well. Not much?" As in he hadn't had a date since he was nineteen and about to get his degree and no one had sex with skinny geeks.

  "So you don't know if you like it or not?" Andy asked him.

  "Like what?" God, he felt like a moron.

  Andy shrugged, blushing a little. "Getting fucked, sucking... you know, sex stuff."

  "No. Not yet. Uh... What do you like?"

  He thought about backing away, but pushed closer instead. It made things easier.

  "Never fucked. Almost did once, but we both chickened out. Sucking's good. Well, it's all right to give, but it's awesome to get." Andy kept stroking his cock while he talked.

  "Oh." It made it a lot easier, knowing Andy wasn't some amazing stud who'd figured everything out before he had.

  "I like kissing, touching. Were... were you going to do the other guy or vice versa?"

  "I was going to do him, but I would have gone the other way, too, you know? 'S only fair. But when he chickened out over it, well I kind of did, too. We had two packs of condoms and three tubes of lube and everything." Andy chuckled. "All that stuff and neither of us brought enough nerve."

  "I... I've read about it lots. Online. Stories and stuff and mostly they say it burns at first, but then feels good." He blushed, but grinned too. "Guess it has to, if so many guys do it."

  Andy laughed. "Yeah, we're not all macho bullshiters. At least not all the time." Andy grinned and nipped at his lips. "I could suck you. You'd like that. A lot."

  "Yeah?" His cock went harder than ever and he probably moaned. "But what about you?"

  "You could suck me after. Or give me a hand job. Or whatever. 'S just good to be doing it with someone instead of by yourself, yeah?"

  "Oh, yeah." Hell, his hand was probably callused, he used it so much.

  Andy moved over to the side table and pulled out a couple of condoms, his movements making the bed wave again. That let him see Andy's back, butt, and he reached out, fingers trailing over the warm skin.

  Andy shuddered and groaned, pushing back into his touch.

  He shifted so he could touch more, maybe press his lips to one prominent shoulder blade and taste.

  Andy settled on his side, pressing back against him. "Mmmm... nice."

  "Yeah..." He was fascinated by how good it felt, how easy, like he'd been touching Andy for eons. His lips traveled down, tongue licking and lapping, fingers slipping around to pet Andy's belly.

  Andy groaned and moaned, hand reaching back to slide on his skin, random enough touches he had to figure Andy was pretty jazzed about what he was doing and not having a lot of concentration to touching back.

  His hand moved farther down, petting the curls above Andy's cock, the back of his hand stroking the hard prick.

  Andy moaned. "Oh man, Scotty, for not having done much, you do well."

  "You sort of make it easy." He licked at Andy's spine, fingers moving to cup Andy's balls. So soft...

  A shudder moved through Andy and those legs spread, giving Scott more room. He cuddled up, cock sliding against Andy's inner thigh, hand petting, holding. Andy purred and murmured, pushing back against him and then into his hand, rocking them together.

  Scotty closed his eyes, moving nice and easy, hips shifting, hand pumping. Andy's hand found his ass, encouraging his thrusts into the space between Andy's legs.

  "Oh. Oh, that's good, Andy." He sucked up a little dark mark on Andy's shoulder, both of them moving together.

  Andy kept groaning and making sweet little noises, breath getting shorter and shorter. Scotty rolled into it, hips jerking, little cries sounding.

  "Yeah, yeah, Scott, just like that."

  "Oh. Yeah." He was going to burn up, going to burst with it.

  Andy's hand tightened on his ass, pulled him faster, harder. "Gonna. Close. So hot."

  "Uh-huh. Yeah, soon."

  He groaned, jerking hard, eyes rolling as he came.

  "Fuck yeah." Andy's hand covered his, keeping it moving on Andy's hot flesh until Andy came, heat splashing over his hand.

  He collapsed against Andy's back, breathing hard. "Damn."

  Andy was working to catch his breath, hand patting his leg.

  Scotty dropped a soft kiss on Andy's shoulder. Andy shifted, turned onto his back and reached up to caress his cheek. Scotty made a sound sort of like a purr, but not girly, and cuddled in.

  "You like the waterbed, Scott?"

  "Yeah." Hell, he'd like the floor, the backseat of his Honda. Anywhere, so long as it felt like this.

  "Good."

  Andy's arm went around him, pulled him against the lean length. "Gonna stay?"

  "Oh. Oh, yeah. Please. Thank you." He snuggled in, finding a perfect spot.

  "Cool. Wake me up if you wanna... You know. Again."

  "Oh. Yeah. I will. Wanna. You know." He giggled, snuggled in. "Again."

  "Yeah." Andy chuckled. "Me, too."

  He nodded, arm settling around Andy's waist.

  Oh yeah, he was definitely going to want to again. And again.

  End.

  Pizza, Beer and Waterbeds

  Copyright © 2004 by Sean Michael

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