Parker, holding in his hit, nods in agreement.
“Good, because that’s another perk of living here. Our landlord owns the pizzeria downstairs and lets us order for free a couple times a week.”
“That’s nice,” Parker replies, setting the bong down on the coffee table.
I pull out my phone to order pizza. I then get up and go to put my jeans back on. As I head for the door, I say, “They won’t deliver for free, so we have to go pick it up.”
Parker hops up, puts his shirt back on, and comes with me to get the pizza.
———
We get down to the pizzeria and I have Parker go find us a place to sit while I get the pizza. I bring it over to where Parker is sitting, and we begin to eat.
After a little while, Parker asks “So, you have a chick for a roommate, huh?”
I finish swallowing my bit and reply “I sure do.”
“What’s that like?”
“Pretty freaking sweet. Though I think that’s mostly because it’s Margo. I’m not sure living with a chick in general would be as chill,” I say, then go for another bite.
“What do you mean?”
“Well,” I say, then pause a little, trying to figure out how to put it before I continue, “I’m not sure other chicks would give me head in the morning.”
I think Parker is going to die as I watch him almost spit his food out in shock. I’m laughing as he grabs a napkin to wipe up. “Your roommate gives you head in the morning?!”
“Well, today she didn’t, not completely. She’s given me head plenty of times before, but this morning it was just a little sucking and stroking before she needed to leave.” I reply with a smile.
“Damn, dude.” Parker said, then after pausing for a moment, he added, “Maybe I should move in. That’s the best perk you’ve mentioned yet.”
“Oh, I’m sure Margo would love to have three hard dicks to choose from whenever she wanted,” I say with a laugh.
Parker’s eyes are wide again as he continues to eat. We finish up and head back up to the apartment.
———
We enter the apartment and Parker follows my lead as I strip down to nothing but my skivvies. We sit back down on the couch. I turn on the TV and start flipping through the channels looking for something to watch.
Parker is clearly still hung up on what I told him about Margo as he asks, “You guys haven’t fucked, have you?”
“Who?” I ask though I’m pretty sure I know who he’s talking about.
“Your roommate, what’s her name?” he says, reaching for her name.
“Margo.”
“Yeah, Margo. Have you guys ever fucked?”
“A few times.”
“Damn bro,” he says, then seems to start daydreaming about it. “If I moved in, do you think, you know, she’d maybe fuck me too?”
“Hold up now, I wouldn’t want you to move in just to bone Margo, but yes, she would most certainly fuck your brains out as soon as she could. She’s definitely one of the better lays I’ve had.” I replay, then quickly add, “So, you wouldn’t mind fucking the same chick as me?”
“Nope!” He says without hesitation.
“Would you fuck a chick with me?” I probe, thinking about his surprise birthday party.
Parker sits up and reaches for the bong. I can tell this conversation is getting to him as he has to adjust his now-present boner. As he does so, he says “Sure, why not?”
“Would you cum in a chick right after me? Like cum in my cum?”
Parker takes another big hit, holds it in, lets it all out, looks me in the eyes, and says with a smirk, “You tell me when and where bro, and I’ll cum wherever.” And with that, he hands me the bong.
I turn the TV off, finding our conversation far more interesting than anything I’m finding to watch. I take the bong from him and take another hit myself. I, too, am getting rather aroused by the conversation and remember that I wanted to have a release before tonight’s events and figure Parker could probably use a good one too. Wouldn’t want him to lose his load too early in the evening either. This gives me an idea.
I exhaled, then ask him, “When was the last time you jerked off?”
“I don’t know, a few days ago, maybe.”
“A few days ago?” I ask incredulously.
“Yeah, why?”
“How do you go a few days without rubbing one out?”
“I don’t know, I just get so busy with school sometimes I just don’t think about it,” he replies. “But when I do blow my load it’s more intense than when I do it more frequently.”
“Huh, interesting,” I respond, then wait a beat and ask, “Do you usually come a lot when it’s been a while?”
“I don’t know, probably. I’ve never really paid that much attention to how much I cum. It’s not a small amount, I know that,” he says, then asks “How much do you shoot?”
With a bit of a smile, I put the bong down and pull my boxers off, leaving me completely naked while saying “Let’s find out.” I turn the TV back on and turn to a porn channel. I then lean back and start massaging my now mostly hard pecker.
Parker follows suit by stripping off his boxer briefs. He sits back, puts a foot up on the edge of the coffee table, and starts stroking his completely hard cock. I am happy to see that he is indeed just as well-endowed as me as I told Jessica earlier today. I notice that his technique is a little different from mine, but it looks just as enjoyable. We haven’t played with ourselves together like this since we were in our teens, so it was kind of nice to bond like this again. Parker was intently watching the TV. I hadn’t really noticed yet was playing. I look up to see two college-aged chicks both working on the massive cock of an older dude. I feel my cock pulsating in my hand begging to be taken care of. Due to the now five encounters I’ve had today, I don’t think it will be long before I can show my brother how much I can cum. I look over at Parker who has a silly grin on his face as he is pumping away at his pecker. I scoot closer to him, which makes him look at me to see what I’m doing. I’m now sitting right next to him.
“What are you doing?” He asks a little bewildered as to why I’m so close.
“Just want to make sure we both could get a good look at each other’s loads,” I reply. “You know, so we can compare.”
Parker seemed satisfied by my answer as he repositions himself a little to match how I’m sitting, which did indeed make it easier to see his cock. I then reach down under the coffee table and pull out a bottle of lube. I put some in my hand, and then start applying it generously to my dick. Noticing that I have too much I ask Parker if he wants some. He nods to indicate he does, so I reach over and apply the extra lube in my hand directly to the top of his flagpole.
“Whoah, dude, what the fuck?” Parker asks, a little startled by my touching his dick.
“Relax, Parker, I’m just giving you the extra lube.”
“Dude, you’re touching my dick,” he says indignantly, “You don’t think that’s a little gay?”
“Whatever dude, I’m just trying to help a brother out,” I say, pulling my hand back to my own cock and applying a little more to myself. Again, too much.
After a little while, Parker says “Hey, can I get some more?”
“Get it yourself,” I bark. “I wouldn’t want to be accused of being gay again.”
“OK.” He says and reaches over to my cock and takes some from there.
“Hey now, you don’t think that’s a little gay?” I say mockingly. I grab the lube and put more on my cock.