Without another word I popped his deflated cock back into my mouth and began working my tongue around the head again. I took his balls in hand and gently tugged . His limp cock began to respond as I continued to suck, quickly hardening again. This time I took my time, varying from sucking the whole length of his cock to just sucking the bell-end or licking down the shaft to suck his balls, which his groans told me he enjoyed. He began to wriggle and thrust as I quickened my movements and I slipped one hand under his buttocks so that my thumb was pressing on his anus. He went wild and within a couple of minutes he was pumping another, even bigger, load of cum into my willing mouth.

As we both calmed down I stood up and undid my jeans, stepping out of both them and my pants. I had a solid hard-on and I took it in hand to relieve myself realizing as I did so that, not only was it harder than it had been in a while but that it was significantly larger than Roy's. He stared at it as my hand moved up and down, exposing the glistening knob as my uncut foreskin moved back and forth.

Suddenly, as if making up his mind, Roy grabbed my wrist. He pulled my hand away, spat in his hand and began wanking me hard and fast. He continued staring at my cock as if mesmerized, until suddenly his hand was covered in warm spunk. He changed hands and continued wanking me slowly while he raised the other to his lips and tentatively dipped his tongue into the mess. He seemed to savour it for a moment and then began licking his hand clean, followed by the other one when he had finished wanking my shrinking cock.

In the silence that followed, I said "It's late. Let's go to bed."