JOE
Yeah. He’s a nice guy, I think you would like him.
DUSTY
Did he flirt with you?
I bet he wants you.
Dusty had made it very clear that he didn’t want any type of relationship, and we were just having fun with each other—just a couple of buddies having orgasms with each other. I’d thought about Dusty a lot and would have pursued it more if he had been interested. He had a small part of my heart, and the idea of not being with him felt weird. That wasn’t something I had to really think about, though, for now, I was free to date whoever I wanted. I decided to tell him the truth.
JOE
I tried.
DUSTY
I thought I taught you better than that.
Did you show him how good you are at kissing?
His questions didn’t seem to come from a place of jealousy. It was like he was curious. Is it weird to tell the guy whose cock you sucked about kissing another guy? Can you tell him how hot it was?
JOE
Are you sure you want to talk about this?
DUSTY
Of course. I want to know if our practice has paid off.
JOE
We kissed. I liked it.
DUSTY
Could you feel his cock? Did you do anything more?
JOE
Yes. But nothing more than kissing.
I couldn’t tell Dusty his kiss made my toes curl and took my breath away. There was also no way that I was going to tell him that he was a big guy with a package to match, which I could feel through his jeans when he held me tight against him.
DUSTY
Well, we need to make sure you are ready to handle him.
I can’t wait to hear how you like it.
The conversation was strange, but it also made me horny. I still wasn’t sure how much detail I would share with Dusty, but it made me feel good that he was still a friend, even if it meant encouraging me to be with another man.
JOE
LOL. I’m always down for practice.
Going to bed. Good night Dusty