This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any existing people or events is coincidental. If a story involving sexual contact with minors bothers you or is illegal where you live, stop reading now. This is Part 7. Please start with Part 1, which can be found here: Tommy's Coach
Tommy's Coach, Part 7
Jamie sounded really surprised on the phone when I called him and invited him to sleep over. He was like, "How come?" I told him that Coach thought maybe I could help him with his hitting. He seemed happy about that. I also said, "Besides it'll be fun to hang out," so that he didn't think it was all Coach's idea. It was, but not the way he might think.
I was kinda nervous about it, really. I kept thinking about what Coach said, that I should get him naked and then he'd probably do what I said. But how was I supposed to get him naked? I texted Coach to ask him.
Tommy: coach its tommy. what you said about jamie how am i suppose to do it
Coach: try throwing him inside pitches to get him used to it. maybe have him let an easy one hit him so he knows it wont kill him
Tommy: no i mean the other part
Coach: oh
Coach: get him wet. your dad will help i bet
I didn't want to sound dumb by asking Coach how I was supposed to get him wet or what to do after that, so I left that to figure out later.
Jamie's not a bad kid. I guess he's mostly a dork and that's why some people tease him. He's like obsessed with Harry Potter and most of us got over that a long time ago. But nobody on the team teases him. Not around Coach anyways. Coach doesn't let us rag on each other, ever. Jamie's a year older than me but he's not any taller and he's pretty skinny. He's good in left field and he can throw but he pretty much can't hit a lick. I think he closes his eyes every time a pitch comes to the plate.
Jamie's Dad dropped him off after lunch on Saturday. Mister Evans seemed surprised that we invited Jamie over too. I heard him telling my Dad how it was so nice and all cuz Jamie didn't have that many friends. Jamie's Dad had on a Star Wars tshirt and seemed kinda dorky also, which kinda made sense. I wondered if maybe he was a cocksucker like my Dad. I figured I could find out if Jamie ever invited me over. Coach probably already knew if he was or not.
It was pretty hot that day so me and Jamie both had on shorts. I asked him if he wanted to try hitting some and he said ok. He had that puppy dog look on his face like he didn't want to make me mad at him. My Dad set up a pretty sweet batting cage with a net in our yard so we could practice.
I can't hurl like Scott so Jamie wasn't in any real danger. I threw a couple of pitches outside on purpose and even then he leaned back away from the ball. I threw one over the middle and he bailed out of the box. "That was a strike, Jamie. You got to swing at that. It should be a homer."
He looked down. "I know," he said. "I get scared of it. Especially since I saw you get nailed."
"I guess it was scary to see. It hurt like fuckall." Jamie got red when I swore but he smiled a little too, like I was trusting him with a secret. "But I was ok and I even made my next start. And that ball was ripped so it was way faster than any pitch. So it's not gonna kill you, you know."
He bit his lip and nodded and stepped back into the box with a more determined look. I threw one down the middle and he put a good swing on it and sent it back over my head with a solid crack. He looked surprised and I laughed. "Nice one! I didn't mean you can bean me though." He grinned and stepped in again.
I sent the next pitch inside and he ducked out of the box again. "That could have been called a strike too, Jamie. It wasn't close to you even." He frowned. I remembered what Coach said. "Will you trust me to try something?"
He didn't seem sure but he finally said, "I guess so."
"I'm going to throw one at your waist and I want you to turn and let it hit you in the butt."
His eyes got wide. "Let it hit me on purpose?"
I nodded. "Ya. I won't throw it too hard but you're never gonna get over this if you're afraid to die every time."
He looked really nervous but finally he stepped back in. I thought I saw his knees shaking. I tossed it about half speed. He dropped the bat and turned as soon as I let it go. I was a little high and it hit him in the back. He squealed like a girl but then just stood there for a minute. I wasn't sure if he was crying or something. But finally he turned around.
"You're still alive, ya?" He nodded. "Did it really hurt that much?" He shook he head slowly. "See? It's not so bad. Let's do another one and I'll try to actually hit your butt."
This time he held the bat and turned after the ball was on it's way. It caught him on the right cheek. He jumped a little and rubbed it but when he turned back around he was smiling a little. "That hardly hurt at all. You're not throwing real pitches though, I can tell."
I nodded. "Ready for a real one, then?" He dug his toe in the dirt but said ok. I threw a real fastball and hit him on the left side. He said "oowwwww" pretty loud and grabbed his cheek. I heard him sniffle some but he smiled again.
"Was that your best?" he asked.
"Ya, I let it rip. Coach said I throw 50 sometimes and that was a good one."
He smiled big at that. "It hurts. But it's not... I guess it's not so bad."
"Get in the box and remember that." I threw him a bunch of pitches all over and by the end he was hanging in and getting good swings even when the ball almost touched his shirt.
When we stopped we sat on the grass. Jamie was all serious. "Geez... Tommy... that was so cool. I mean. Thanks. For having me over. And helping me." He winced and turned sideways. "Cept now my butt is wicked sore." We both laughed. I got the garden hose so we could get a drink. Turned it on and let the hot water run out first since it was in the sun. When it was finally cold I took a drink and went to hand it to Jamie. Then I remembered the other thing Coach said.
I pulled the hose back and sprayed him all over with it. Chased him around with it and he was yelling like mad. "You assholllleeee..." We were laughing like mad. Finally Jamie turned and tackled me pretty hard and got the hose away. He's actually pretty strong, and he is 10 after all. By then were were both totally soaked and covered with grass clippings. We laid on the ground panting for a minute til I heard my Dad.
"It's almost dinner time, guys. I see you've watered the lawn for me. Very helpful." He was chuckling, but he looked at me kinda funny. I saw Dad was holding my phone. I felt myself blush and looked down. I was only allowed to have it if it didn't have a password or anything, so he saw everything on it.
Dad held the door for us. "Shoes off right here in the hall. Then both of you, to the laundry room." He was being bossy but I didn't mind. I liked it when he was that way sometimes. Like a real parent. Not that he wasn't really my Dad. I mean, he'd just been so sad and all since Mom left, and then all the stuff with Coach happened.
The laundry room was right off the hall when you come in the door. We went in and Dad followed us. "We're not going to have you dripping and tracking stuff all over the house, boys. Get your things off and we'll throw them in the wash right here.
I thought Jamie's face was gonna catch on fire he turned so red. He looked at me and then at my Dad and then at the floor and then at me again. I just shrugged and started peeling. I used to be shy but now it didn't seem like a big deal. I had everything off but my jockeys in no time. Jamie was still just standing there, staring at me.
Dad said, "What's the matter, Jamie? No need to be shy, it's just us guys here." Now I understood what Coach meant when he said Dad would help.
Jamie said, "Maybe I could put on the other clothes I brought?"
Dad shook his head. "I think we need to keep those clean for tomorrow. I'll get you a towel if you like, but get the wet clothes off." Dad went to get the towel. Jamie was still staring at my underpants. I got the jockeys with the Y in front when I turned nine cuz I told Dad I didn't want baby ones anymore. I looked down and saw that they were so wet that you could see right through them. Jamie was totally eying my dick.
I laughed and said, "I guess these need to go in too." So I dropped them and threw them in the pile. Jamie tried to look away. I said, "Dude, come on, we can play Nintendo." Finally he took off his shirt and pulled off his socks. Dad came back with the towel and smiled when he saw I was naked.
"Let's have the rest, Jamie." He was using his Dad voice. I think he wanted to see Jamie naked too. Jamie bit his lip but finally turned around and dropped his shorts. I saw why maybe he was so embarrassed. SpongeBob underpants. I wanted to laugh but I didn't want to make him feel bad. Dad could tell I was about to bust out, but he shook his head at me so I just choked it back and said, "Cool... I like SpongeBob too."
Jamie seemed a little less ashamed. I think he was waiting for Dad to hand him the towel. Dad didn't give it to him. He said, "Your underpants are wet too, Jamie. No need to be shy. We're all boys here. Take them off." Jamie still didn't.
I said, "Geez Jamie, don't be a baby." I looked at him like Coach did when Jamie dropped a fly ball, like I was disappointed. Jamie looked at the ground and I think his knees were shaking, but finally he pushed his SpongeBobs down and they made a wet splat on the floor. Dad and I looked at each other. Jamie's got no hair down there like me, but his dick and balls are way bigger than mine. Dad gave his stuff a good long look and said, "There we go, tiger." Jamie kept looking at the towel in Dad's hand like he was drowning and the towel was a life preserver.
Dad picked up Jamie's undies and threw everything in the washer. "They'll be done in a couple of hours," he said. Jamie reached for the towel and instead Dad put it around his shoulders. Jamie looked confused.
I waved for him to follow me. "Dude, I got Super Mario Odyssey. It's soooo cool. C'mon."
When we got to my room I sat on the bed and got out the Nintendo controllers. Jamie had put the towel around his waist and was watching me. "Aren't you gonna get dressed?" he finally asked.
I shrugged. "How come? With just Dad here it's no big deal."
Jamie nodded. I could tell he was trying not to look at me. "I got sisters, so..."
I could see how that made things different. One of his sisters was twelve. "Tammy's kinda hot, dude. Do you ever get to see her... you know?"
"She's my sister. Don't be gross."
"Do you think she ever did it with anybody?"
Jamie punched my arm. "Shut upppppp." But he laughed. "I don't think so. She's like Miss Prissy."
I laughed too. I saw Jamie's eyes go down between my legs again. "Do you want to see my bruise? It's still really weird."
He looked away. "Ummm... I dunno."
"It's ok. It's not like you didn't already see my nuts." I opened my legs and pointed to the purple and yellow spot on the inside of my thigh. "Coach said that if it was a little to the right they would have had to amputate."
Jamie giggled and looked longer this time. "Geez... that's pretty sick looking."
"I bet your butt is bruised too... let me see."
Jamie said, "No way dude... this is like... kinda gay."
I made a face at him. "It's not gay, it's just stuff that friends and teammates do. Like how Coach checked me out after I got hit. Don't be a baby."
"A-am I... your friend?" Jamie smiled a little.
"Dude, I showed you my bruised nutsack. That's the sign of a true friend, isn't it? Besides, I already saw you naked."
Jamie blushed but he turned around and let the towel go. There were a couple of red marks on his butt that were starting to go blue already. "Oh mannnnn... I think you're gonna be sore sitting down for a while. It wasn't so bad though, was it? And you were killing the ball at the end."
He nodded. "It felt really good, how I was able to stay in the box. I think you helped me... a lot... Tommy... t-thanks."
"Maybe it's easier for you to get over stuff you're afraid of, if somebody just makes you do it. Coach said you probably need somebody to kinda take charge of you, Jamie. So you worry less and just do stuff."
Jamie seemed to get it. "I feel that way when Coach tells me. It's easier to just do what he says. He's kinda scary though."
"Was it scary when I told you to let me hit you with a pitch?"
"Ya... but not as much. It was like you were doing it to help me so I should listen to you."
"Totally. I want to help you get over stuff you're afraid of so we can cream the Yankees every single time we play them."
Jamie turned around. He was kinda smiling. He reached for the towel on the ground. I put my foot on it. "You were scared to be naked with me and Dad too, weren't you?"
His face got red. "Not scared. Just shy I guess." He pulled on the towel but I didn't let him have it.
"Coach taught me to not be shy and it helped me a lot. He checked out my bruise and he helped with with my cup."
Jamie was surprised. "He saw you naked?"
"Well ya... he kinda had to so he could see if I was ok. It's no big deal when it's just guys, especially when you're on the same team. And even more especially if you're friends. It was kinda weird at first but now I think Coach is my friend too."
Jamie nodded a little. Finally he said, "So..."
I said, "So don't be shy. I mean, it's not like you got a tiny dick for me to tease you about or anything. Yours is bigger than mine." I giggled and handed him the Nintendo controller. "And help me get past this level, it's driving me crazy."
Jamie got even more red but he gave up on the towel and sat on the bed next to me. We played Mario. He was pretty good but didn't know the game, so I told him what to do. He didn't argue or anything. I guess Coach was right. He seemed to like me being in charge.
When we got past the next boss he looked at me with this weird grin. "I noticed it too, you know."
"What?" I said.
"That my dick is bigger than yours."
We both laughed. I didn't mind. "I'm only nine, you retard. Mine'll be way bigger when I'm ten."
"Maybe. But by then I'll be eleven so I'll still be ahead." We were both looking between each other's legs and it didn't feel so weird anymore. He bit his lip. "Does it ever... you know..."
I knew what he meant so I said, "Ya, a lot... just happens."
"Me too." He bit his lip harder. "Do you ever..."
I felt my face get red this time. I just nodded. He giggled and said, "I never told anybody before."
I said, "Me neither." It was true, actually. Even though my Dad was blowing me all the time I never told him that I played with my dick. I guess I figured that he already knew. Same with Coach.
Jamie asked, "What do you think about?"
I said the first thing that came to me. "Your sister."
He punched my arm hard. "Owwwwwww. She's hot, I can't help it. What do YOU think about?"
He looked down. I said, "It's ok, I won't laugh, I promise. We're teammates, ya?"
Really quietly, he said "Hermione."
"Huh?"
"You know, Hermione Granger."
I was trying to remember if she was a girl in our class. Finally he rolled his eyes. "From Harry Potter, doofus."
"Oh." I wanted to laugh. I really did. But I managed not to. "Ya. She's really pretty. But like... which movie?"
"Oh. Goblet of Fire, totally. When she's wearing that dress at the ball. Oh my god."
I nodded like I knew exactly what he was talking about. I'd seen the movie but I guess it didn't make me all hard in my pants.
"Dude." I had to say it.
"What?" Jamie looked nervous, like I was going to tease him.
"You are seriously a geek... but it's cool. She's totally hot. Prettier than Tammy even."
He smiled. "Thanks for not laughing. I know you wanted to."
"Did not."
"Did so. But it's ok. I know I'm a geek. I can't help it. My Dad is too and he says geeks will rule the world someday."
"That's so cool, Jamie. I mean, not being shy about it. I think when people tease you it's more cuz you act embarrassed. But you shouldn't be. You're smart and that's cool and I bet lots of guys wank to Hermione."
He laughed. "Wank. Where's that from?"
"I dunno... what do you call it?"
"I never called it anything cuz I never talked to anybody about it before."
I looked down. Jamie's dick was sticking pretty much straight up. He looked too and squirmed. I thought he was going to cover it up, but I looked at him like it was no big deal. He was redder than ever. "Coach saw mine hard too."
He swallowed. "How come?"
"He was checking me out down there and it just happened. He only laughed and said he was glad it was working. My Dad was there too." I felt myself start to get stiff too, thinking about it.
"Oh mannn... that must have been so weird."
"Ya, but I got over it. It's no big deal."
"Mine's a bigger deal than yours."
I punched his arm and he pushed me down on the bed. I just lay there for a minute. I thought about what Coach would do, but I couldn't just tell Jamie to blow me. It didn't seem right, not yet anyways. So I said, "Do you want to?"
"Want to what?"
"You know. Wank."
"Now? Here?"
"Well... ya? I mean... we both got boners."
"I never... did it with anybody."
"Lots of stuff you did today you never did before. Friends help you try new stuff."
"Isn't it gay?"
"Not if you're thinking about Hermione. Then it's only geeky."
He made a face at me but then bit his lip. "I guess I will. If you go first."
I shrugged and got to it. I use my fingers since my dick is small. I hold it just underneath the end part and pull the skin up and down. I started slow and thought about Tammy. She really was pretty hot. I wondered if I could get her to blow me.
Jamie was watching. I teased him a little. "Dude, Hermione totally wants to hold your wand. She wants to hold it and kiss it and rub it over her chest..."
I thought he'd laugh but he closed his eyes. "Oh god. I think about that so much." Hard core fancrush. He laid back on the bed next to me and starting yanking on his hardon pretty rough with his eyes shut tight.
I guess Dad must have been waiting outside the door and listening. I saw the door open a crack and he put his finger to his lips to say be quiet. He came into the room and watched for a minute. I think Jamie forgot I was there, he was so into it. Finally Dad cleared his throat.
"I wondered what two naked boys might be doing that kept them so quiet. Masturbating, of course."
Jamie's eyes opened wide and he sat up, covered his dick with his hand, looked at me like panicked. I was still lying on the bed and stroking. "We got boners, Dad. Is dinner ready?"
Jamie stared at me like I was crazy. He didn't dare look at Dad.
"Almost. A few minutes yet." He looked at Jamie. "Jamie... son... it's ok, really. Take a breath. Boys masturbate. This is not a surprise to me. Tommy does it often. We won't tell anyone, promise. Isn't that right, Tommy?"
"Course we won't tell, Jamie. We're friends. We're just goofing around, ya?"
Jamie nodded but his face was still freaked. "I guess me and Dad got used to it being only guys here, so we're not shy about stuff. It's no big deal."
I looked at Dad. Dad looked at me and at Jamie. I thought about Coach.
"Dad?"
"Yes, Tommy?"
"Would you... you know... help me out?"
Dad thought for a bit. Jamie was confused.
"I'm not sure your friend would be comfortable with that, Tommy."
"Jamie's cool, Dad. Jamie... we're not gonna tell on you, so you won't tell on us, right?"
Jamie shook his head slowly. I knew he was so embarrassed that he meant it. He didn't know what we meant though.
"Just watch, Jamie... this is the coolest." I moved to the edge of the bed. I could tell Dad was a little nervous but he didn't sound it when he talked.
"Relax, Jamie. Your secret is safe with us." Dad got down and I spread my legs and he started blowing me. He didn't mess around with licking or anything, he just went right for my dick and slid up and down it. It was weird but kinda cool to have Jamie watching. I thought his eyes were gonna pop out of his head. I saw he was still stiff under his hand.
Dad stopped sucking me and looked at Jamie. "Your turn, sport." Jamie shook his head. I sighed. "Dude. This is the best thing ever. You heard about blowjobs, ya? It's totally the best. Let my Dad suck your dick. It's cool, he likes doing it."
Jamie finally looked at Dad. Dad sighed. "It's true, Jamie. I like it. And I'm not ashamed of it. Just like you shouldn't be ashamed to like Hermione." Dad smiled. "I understand boys like you so well, Jamie. I was very much like you when I was your age." Jamie seemed to calm down a little, his eyes darting around. "This is just something that Tommy and I enjoy. I think you'll enjoy it too. As Tommy says, it's no big deal. And nobody will ever know. Now, move your hand."
Jamie was looking at me like he didn't know what to do. "Don't be a baby. Trust me, you'll like it." I guess I got a little mad at him since he was being so dumb. Finally I said, "Move your hand, Jamie," sorta like Coach would have. Jamie's hand moved away from his dick. I don't know if he decided to, or if he just did what I said without thinking. It didn't matter. Dad was on him so fast, Jamie didn't have time to change his mind. Dad got Jamie's whole package in his mouth all at once and I could see his tongue going.
Jamie was staring at me so I just smiled and kept playing with mine. "Isn't it sweet? Dad blows me all the time." Jamie's eyes were all over the place, from me to Dad and the wall and back. Dad had him by the hips with his hands so he couldn't move. Finally he started watching Dad more and I saw his butt squirm a little. I guess that's when the feelings broke through whatever his brain was doing. His eyes got wide and he let out this sound like I can't even describe. His butt lifted off the bed but Dad held him down. Dad went slower after that til Jamie was just lying back and wiggling and making little noises. They got louder til I thought Jamie was about to cum. Dad stopped and looked up.
"Are you ok, Jamie?"
Jamie nodded.
"Do you want me to keep sucking on your penis?"
Jamie nodded again. "I'd like to hear you say it, Jamie. Don't be shy."
"D-do it more..."
"What's the magic word, son?"
"P-please... do it more."
Dad took Jamie's hand and put it on my dick. Jamie took it away.
"You want me to do it more, Jamie?"
"Yes... p-please..."
"Then cooperate. Be a good friend to Tommy. He feels left out." Dad took Jamie's hand and put it on my dick again. Jamie left it there this time. Dad started sucking Jamie really slowly. I figured out what Dad was doing so I put my hand over Jamie's and used it to rub. Dad saw and stopped again. Jamie went stiff. Dad had him right at the edge. He was really good at that.
"That's my boy, Jamie. That's what good friends are for. Have you ever held another boy's parts before, Jamie?" Jamie shook his head. "Well, I think you'll remember this first time, then." Dad went back to work and Jamie jumped... went all trembly... his hand squeezed my nuts so hard it hurt... his eyes opened and closed and he said "Ohhhhhhhhhh godddddddd" really loud. Dad rode him with his mouth til Jamie sank back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I let his hand go but he didn't move it right away.
Jamie just laid there for a while. Dad looked up at him with this wicked grin. Dad said, "Your friend gave me a nice little present, Tommy. How long have you been making cum, Jamie?"
Jamie still stared at the ceiling. "Um... n-not long, M-mister Walker."
"That was your first blowjob, wasn't it? It's ok, no need to be ashamed."
Jamie nodded.
"You liked it, I think. Did you like it, Jamie?"
Jamie nodded again. Dad went on. "So then you understand that if you ever want it to happen again, you have keep it between us. Most people wouldn't understand that this is just harmless fun between guys."
Jamie nodded again, faster this time. Dad nodded too. "You're a good boy and you have a lovely penis, Jamie. I'd be happy to take care of you that way any time you visit us. And I hope you understand how lucky you are to have such a good friend in Tommy."
"Y-yes sir. T-thanks..." Jamie finally looked at Dad and me kinda sheepishly.
Dad said, "Excellent. Dinner's ready. I think your clothes are dry too, but no need for you to get dressed." Dad stood up and went out like this stuff happened every day. I guess it did in our house, but Jamie was still pretty confused.
When Dad was gone, Jamie looked at me all serious. "Dude... I had no idea that your Dad... I mean... that he's... you know... gay."
"He's not gay. I mean, he was with my Mom and he made me, so... He just likes it. Especially with me, but I could tell he liked it with you too. You don't have to be gay to be a cocksucker."
"Tommy... Geez... you just called your Dad a cocksucker."
I shrugged. "He doesn't mind. He's a lot happier since he decided that it was ok to like doing it. He did it ever since he was our age. He says it's a way to show somebody that you want them to be happy."
"No way."
"Ya way. He used to blow my Uncle Matt all the time. He's Dad's brother."
"So he just does it to you... like... when you want?"
I nodded. "Isn't it awesome?"
Jamie just kinda shook his head slowly. "You know... I'm not gay or anything."
"Dude, I know... but you are way to too worried about stuff being gay. It's just fun. We're not gonna get married or anything. I know you're saving yourself for Hermione."
He smiled a little. "I guess. But when he was doing it... he made me... you know... with my hand."
"Oh. That's just fair. It's not fair for you to get yours done and me to just be there with my dick sticking up." I giggled and he did a little too.
We went to eat dinner. Jamie didn't even ask for his clothes back.
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The next morning I woke up when I heard weird noises from the cot in my room where Jamie was sleeping. I opened my eyes and there was Dad on his knees on the floor with Jamie's dick in his mouth. I guess Dad liked blowing him a lot, maybe cuz he was already making cum. I didn't mind though. It was nice to see Dad so happy. Jamie looked really happy too, his eyes closed and his butt wiggling.
Dad saw me wake up and waved me over with his hand. He grinned around Jamie's stiffy. I saw him stop sucking and just hold it still in his mouth. That made Jamie squirm even more, so I think Dad had him really close and was teasing him again.
Dad took his hand and touched Jamie's cheek. Then he took his finger and put it against Jamie's lips. Jamie kinda made a face. Dad sucked a little then stopped again. He poked at Jamie's mouth. Jamie opened it a little and Dad put his finger in. Jamie let him so Dad sucked a little more. He pushed his finger deeper in Jamie's mouth. Then Dad looked at me.
I was wicked stiff watching. Dad kept looking at me. He moved his finger in and out of Jamie's mouth a little. I guess I'm kinda slow sometimes, but finally I got the idea. I stood near Jamie's head. Jamie's eyes were still closed. Dad took his finger away. I laid my dick on Jamie's lips. His face changed and he opened his eyes a little. Then opened them a lot. He looked at me confused and turned his head away. Dad stopped sucking him. Jamie made little noises. Dad waited. Finally he said, "Jamie. Tommy's your friend. He feels left out. It's just guys helping each other feel good." He waited a little more. "Do you want me to finish, Jamie?" Jamie nodded fast, his eyes like begging. "Then open your mouth for Tommy, son."
Jamie looked at me. I thought about Coach. I said, "Just do it, Jamie. I really really want you to." After a minute Jamie closed his eyes tight and turned his head back toward me. I touched my dick to his lips again. He didn't move. Dad stopped sucking again. I said, "Open up, Jamie." Jamie opened his mouth a little. I leaned forward and slid inside. Dad sucked a little more. Jamie closed his lips around me. I rocked back and forth and just let him hold his head still. I figured that was easier cuz it was his first time. It felt really nice, but not like when Dad did it. I guess Dad would have to teach him more.
Dad teased Jamie for like another ten minutes with my dick in Jamie's mouth. I could tell he was driving Jamie crazy. Anytime Jamie stopped sucking me, Dad stopped sucking him. Finally when Jamie was bucking and wiggling like mad, Dad took in his whole package and held his hips down with his hands. Jamie made this really low grunting sound and went all stiff all over. He was panting like mad and his face was the color of a firetruck. Dad kept at him til he stopped moving. My dick was still in Jamie's mouth, but I guess Dad wanted to finish me so he leaned over and sucked me til I came. I could see Jamie watching. It didn't take long.
When it was over, Dad just acted like normal. "Let's get some breakfast, boys. Then we can go to the park and toss the pill around if you want." Jamie was acting embarrassed. Dad messed up his hair. "You're a fine boy and a good friend to Tommy, Jamie. There's never any shame in helping a friend to feel good."
Jamie didn't look too sure, but he nodded. I decided not to say anything about Jamie sucking me so that he wouldn't feel any weirder.
Dad brought Jamie's clothes and we started to get dressed. Jamie looked at the underpants in his backpack. Spiderman. Not as bad as SpongeBob, but still. He looked at my y-fronts. "I'm gonna get some of those," he said. He was still blushing, but I thought it was cool that he wanted to be like me.
"You can have one of mine, Jamie. I got tons." I got clean jockeys from my drawer and gave them to him. He laughed as he put them on and checked them out in the mirror. He had a pretty good bulge in them. Then he looked at me. "Tommy?" he said, kinda slow.
"What? Are they too tight?"
"No... it's just... I never had... a friend... like you before."
I grinned and punched his arm. "Me neither. You're way cool and I hope you come over a lot."
Jamie nodded. Dad made noise in the kitchen and I saw Jamie's eyes look that way. "Ya. I hope I do too."