“So what is there to do around here, anyway?” Austin asked, gazing glumly at the lights of the small town as he crumpled a beer can and tossed it into the trash. “I haven’t gotten laid since I moved here.”
“Hey, we know how to have fun,” Tommy objected. “You just got to have an open mind.”
Austin snorted. “An open mind about what?” he asked.
“This,” Tommy said. He walked over to where Austin was sitting on the hood of his truck, and before Austin could say boo, Tommy had his fly down and was sucking on his limp cock. Austin closed his eyes and groaned, first in surprise, and then in pleasure as he felt his dick inflating in Tommy’s mouth.
Tommy sucked Austin’s prick with gusto, taking all of it when it was soft, and working his way up the shaft inch by inch as it got harder and harder. Austin grunted, feeling his balls brushing against the inside of his jeans. He reached down and wrapped his fist around the exposed portion of his dick, pumping it as Tommy sucked him off. He came hard, his dick popping out wad after wad of hot cum, which Tommy swallowed as easily as if it were water.
Austin looked around the small town differently after that. Tommy had said that sucking each other off was something the guys there did often, because there weren’t that many women in town, and they got sick of beating their own meat. He had invited Austin to a circle jerk later that week, and Austin was looking forward to it.
They met up in one of the fields late one night. The moonlight was bright enough that Austin could see easily. They sat around, telling jokes and drinking beer until Tucker started things off. He came out and stood with his legs spread wide apart, his jeans down around his knees and started fisting his dick.
Soon everyone else was joining in. Austin had both his hands wrapped around his dick and was pulling it for all it was worth. He glanced around, looking at everyone’s hard-on, some cut, some uncut, some longer and some shorter. He was glad he had jerked off that morning or he would have come right away from the excitement.
After a while Austin felt another hand on his dick. He glanced around and saw that the men were all beating each other’s meat now. He shrugged and joined in, wrapping his hand around Tucker’s cock and pumping it as his own dick got jerked by the guy on the other side of him. It was an incredible feeling stroking Tucker’s dick. In some ways it was exactly like his, and in other ways totally different.
Soon the guys started coming, cockheads mushrooming as they spurted their jism onto the ground. Soon it was just Austin and Tucker left. Austin turned to face Tucker, watching the other man’s long, slender cockhead as he jerked it. He closed his eyes and groaned as he shot his load into the air. Some of it landed on his hand and on Tucker’s dick.
“It’s the rule,” Tucker explained, “that the next to last guy to come has to suck the dick of whoever held out the longest.”
Austin nodded, and bent over. The truth was he had been thinking about what it would be like to suck another guy off since Tommy had done it for him. He took Tucker’s prick in his mouth and sucked it. Some of the other guys were beating off as they watched, some were just cheering him on.
Tucker’s cock felt hard but spongy in his mouth, and it tasted like the sweat from his hand and cum. Austin got hard again as he sucked Tucker’s cock, so he jerked himself off as he mouthed Tucker’s rod. When Tucker came, grunting loudly and pouring his cum down Austin’s throat, Austin came again, white jism splattering their shoes.
“So what do you think of our small town fun?” Tommy asked, clapping Austin on the back as they headed back to their trucks to drive home.
“I think I’m going to like it here just fine,” Austin replied.











