His own fingers slipped downward to caress the other boy's scrotum.His own fingers slipped downward to caress the other boy's scrotum. Silently he marvelled at the silky softness of the skin and the two firm little eggs that moved so easily before his fingers. "It feels fantastic, doesn't it," Rafael whispered. "I love it." "Uh huh, your dick is so hard. It's different to mine though," Grant said. "Huh? How?" Rafael asked. "'Cause yours is different. It has this funny skin on the top,... this,..." Grant giggled, tickling the puckered ending of Rafael's little foreskin. Rafael felt the other boy and he was suddenly surprised when he didn't feel that on Grant's penis. "Yeah! It is different. You don't have it there,... I wonder why. You have the same head there just like I do. Push your hand down, no,... you gotta squeeze your hand and push." Grant did as he was told, pushing downward of the other boy's penis, retracting the foreskin so that it bunched around the little bell-shaped head. "Yeah! There. See it's just like yours underneath." "Yeah! It feels different now. The skin is sort of looser. Does it feel nice when I rub it?" Grant asked. "Yeah!.... That's wild. Yeah do that some more. Just like that. I'll do it to yours too." Rafael whimpered as the other boy's hand began to slide up and down his little penis. He reciprocated, working his hand on his best friend's cock, feeling Grant quiver as the delight surged, expanding outward from his rigid cock. Minutes passed, both boys rubbing gently, slowly, then faster as they learned the rhythm of their bodies. |