On the back patio with Gary and Jim

Jim Walker sighed and shifted his butt a little forward in the patio chair to give Gary a better angle. Gary knelt on a towel between Jim's legs, sucking his cock. A broad patch of sweat-damp shirt clung to Gary's upper back, and Gary's erect cock poked out of the waistband of his running shorts. Jim sighed again. The young man knew what to do with his mouth. Gary was his son Peter's best friend, and for the last couple years, on and off, Peter and Gary had been best friends with benefits. But now that Gary had decided he was positively interested in cock, rather than doing a favor for a friend, he'd reached out to Jim.

"And here we are," Jim said. "You're doing great, Gary."

"Mmm, mmmh," Gary replied.

Jim's cock filled his mouth. It was long like Peter's rather than long and thick like Gary's own, and like Peter's, it was circumcised rather than sporting a foreskin like Gary and his dad. Jim's pre-cum was a little slippery, a little salty. Gary enjoyed feeling Jim's cock twitch and swell in his mouth as Gary sucked. This is what he'd come for. While cunt was Gary's first and best love he'd never give up, Gary didn't want to miss out if there were willing cocks to fill his hands and mouth.

"You're doing great," Jim said again. His cock twitched in Gary's mouth. "Keep at it that way you're gonna get the money shot soon." He spread his knees wider. "I like a hand round my balls. Just kind of cup 'em and gently squeeze. Or I'd be happy to give you a turn." Gary's hard cock looked a little confined in his shorts, though the head and about a head's worth of shaft stuck out the top, glistening with pre-cum on the tip.

There was a woman's laugh from inside the house, loud enough to carry over the sound of the running shower. Sally had finished her run with Gary and taken Gary's girlfriend back to join her in the shower.

"Unless you want to see what the girls are doing," Jim said. "Sally won't mind. So if you think Bernie would be fine with it. It's a big shower."

Gary lifted his head. "Bernie would love it if we took this little party to her," he said. "I mean, we checked in and it's okay for me to just be with you, or her to just be with Sally. But she'd love to see it. Us."

"Let's do it, then," Jim said. He rose from the chair and gave Gary a hand off his knees. "You're looking a little stuck in your shorts there. Can I take them off?"

"Sure," Gary said.

Jim loosened the waistband and pulled down Gary's shorts and briefs. He breathed in Gary's scent, with the sweet grassy scent of pre-cum mixed with the clean sweat of exercise.

Jim rose to his feet and offered his open hand at waist level. "Shake?" Jim said.

"Huh?" Gary said.

"My hand on your cock, your hand on mine," Jim said.

Gary laughed. "Oh, okay," he said. He reached out. Gary and Jim gripped each other's erect cocks. "Yeah," Gary said. "Yeah."

Jim felt Gary squeezing again and again. It must be still kind of new to Gary.

"Yup, it's real," Jim said. "Feels good, huh?" He gave Gary's thick shaft a gentle squeeze and let go. "Let's go see how the girls are doing."