Figuring out how things are now

You looked to Brett, and he looked back to you. Your eyes both meet for a brief moment, before you shyly avert your gaze.

"W-where do we begin?" you blush. Good one idiot, you think to yourself. If only John didn't tell you about Brett's little crush on you, you would still be fine around him, but knowing that he wants to engage in some nipple play with you, makes it harder to concentrate around him.

"Well... we don't really know much about penis play yet so why don't we browse the web a little and find out!" Brett proposed, dragging you by the arm to the couch. The two of you sit down and he pulls you closer to himself with one arm, while getting out his phone and typing with the other.

Wow, he smells really nice and he's like super confident, which is a definite plus in your books. You steal a few glances at his face, taking in all the little details. His eyelashes are like super long, skin looks great, eyebrows looking great, cute nose, the list could go on. You don't know how you didn't notice Brett before, but he's gorgeous. A real stunner for sure.

"Luke? Are you listening?" Brett's voice pulls you out of your reverie.

"Sorry, I was a little distracted." you reply.

"Right, I noticed you checking me out a little." Brett giggles, causing you to blush. "Don't worry, I'm just happy that you finally noticed me a little, I've been trying so hard to get your attention and here we are. Anyway, while you were staring at me I checked a few things out, looks like guys do a thing called frottage with each other in this current reality."

You look down towards Brett's phone, trying to ignore the fact that you can see right down his cleavage, and begin reading up on this frottage thing.

"Should we give it a try?" Brett asks you, after giving you ample time to read through.

"Lets do it." you reply, trying to calm down your racing heart. Deep breaths, you got this bro.

"We need to get you out of those clothes first." he says, while stripping you out of your jeans and top. You just sit passively, trying to make it as easy as possible for Brett to strip you, enjoying the feel of his soft hands as they glide over your body.

"My turn," he looks at you with a smile. "Do you mind giving me a hand?"

You gulp nervously as you begin to strip Brett. You've done this hundreds of times with Mark and John, why are you getting so nervous about it now? Oh god you have it bad for Brett.

"Don't be so nervous babe. If anything I should be the nervous one." Brett's hands clasp onto yours, guiding you around his body and helping you to undress him.

"Ah, well normally I wouldn't be this nervous, it's just that John told me that you have a crush on me so..." you spilled.

"That bitch! No wonder why you've been acting all shy around me." Brett mutters. "I guess this works out fine... Just relax Luke and I'll take care of everything."

As Brett drops the last article of clothing he has on the ground, he slides closer to you and lays you down underneath him. You look up into his brown eyes, your heart and imagination going wild. You feel an aching in your nipples and your little friend, both of them begging to be touched.

"Brett." you moan.

"Shh. Let me take care of you Luke." hushes Brett. He reaches his hands toward your small puffy breasts and teases your pierced nipples. Small jolts of excitement pass through your body causing you to moan aloud uncontrollably.

"Mmm, that feels really nice Brett."

He continues teasing your nipples more, drawing out more and more lewd cries from you, but still ignoring you penis for now. You close your eyes and relax, letting Brett do all the work as he said he would, and just enjoy the nipple play. As you close in on the edge of orgasm, Brett removes his hands from your chest, eliciting a whine of frustration from your mouth.

"Don't worry babe, we have plenty of time for that later if that's what you want," Brett smiles, unable to mask the excitement on his face. "But for now, we should test out our new dicks!"

You open your eyes again and look down, your tiny dick is finally standing to attention, a full 2 inches, rearing and ready to go. You glance up a little more and see Brett's 3 inch cock ready as well, it's been drooling pre-cum all over your daintier penis for the past few minutes while he was playing with your nipples.

"Whenever you're ready Brett." you coo softly.