Between Friends by Lou Harper Page B

know this about guys: they aint too shy to get horny or even masturbate in front of each other. Well, maybe some are. We sure werent. Hell, when we were kids and were just figuring these things out, we were giving each other tips. We got hold of some skin mags and wed sit around in the Js basement rec room and jerk off while their parents were upstairs. We even jerked each other off more than once. By the way, that dont make you gay; its just a boy thing. We usually made Jules stand guard or go upstairs to make sure the adults wouldnt come down. Not always, though.
    So as I said, there we were, kinda drunk, kinda buzzed, and getting a fair bit horny. I noticed Jules palming the front of his jeans. That was strange, since we were watching straight porn and him being gay and all. I told him that. We all had a good laugh, calling him a closet hetero. But then he explained he liked straight porn fine, as long as the guys looked good. He got turned on by watching a hunky guy pummeling a hole; hed just imagine it was his. Jules had never much talked sex with us before, and thatd been just fine with us, but ever since hed gone off to college, hed gotten more forthright about things. Jon commented that taking it up the ass was just wrong. Jules just shrugged and asked if any of us ever did it to our girlfriends, and what did that make the girl, in our opinions. He sorta had a point there, because theres no straight guy who hasnt at least thought about going there.
    “Cheryl let me do it on my birthday,” I bragged. “How was it?” Jules asked back.
“She made me take it out in less than a minute. She said it hurt too much.”
    There was a murmur of agreement from the Js, whod had similar experiences. Jules snorted.
“A bunch of clueless hetero dimwits you are,” he said. “You cant just stick your dick in there. Of course it hurts. Theres a way of doing it.”
    Johnny perked up at that, like a bloodhound picking up a scent. It occurred to all of us that, being bent, Jules might have come by some skills that could help us all score some hot ass. For real. When he saw us hanging on his every word, Julian started explaining about different kinds of lubricants. How we should use a water-based one with condoms, and how we definitely should be using condoms if we planned on screwing the girl the regular way too. It made perfect sense, of course. I told him that I wouldnt even know what a water-based lubricant looked like, so he reached into his back pocket just like that and pulled out a packet and waved it at me. Some other foil packages fell out of his pocket too: condoms.
    So he went on explaining how to make the girls hole relax with your fingers and stuff. On the TV, the porn was still playing. A blonde with huge tits shoved a giant pink dildo between her legs just as Jules started talking about fingers. It was fucking strange, listening to him explaining stuff all calm and technical while the girl was moaning on TV. Maybe it was that, along with the weed and alcohol, that made me say what I did.
“Why dont you just show us?”
    I couldnt fucking believe Id said that, but then wed said plenty crude stuff to each other before. Jules could just take it as a joke, like hed taken all the homo jokes wed thrown at him in all those years. Instead, he gave me a wicked grin, stood up, and shoved his jeans and briefs down. We all started protesting, making a lot of noise, but he just said, “You asked for it,” and bent over the couch. He started fingering himself and talking all teacherlike, as if he was explaining the workings of the internal combustion engine. He had a nice, round ass, Ill tell you that. From a certain angle, and if you ignored his balls hanging between his legs, it didnt look much different than a girls. On the TV, two other chicks got into the action. I dont know what the fuck possessed me, but I got off the chair, took the three steps to the couch, and put my hand on Juless ass. He just looked at me over his