Nothing more was said about it that evening. He made dinner for us both and took his to his room to eat. I was a little disappointed, and kept getting...hard thinking about him staring at me, then stroking my cock like he did.I watched a film on tv, although I couldn’t concentrate properly, washed the dishes, then told him I was off to bed. He looked at me, smiled and said ‘Ok, I’ll see you later’I went to the bathroom, all sorts of naughty things going through my mind. What did he mean by later?. He smiled and said "Can I touch it?" I nodded and he reached out and started to fondle my cock which rapidly got stiff as a board. I wasn't embarrased as I had realised what was happening. I noticed his cock was stiff and I asked if I could touch his. He grinned and nodded. I undid his trousers and pulled out his cock. He was hard and was uncut like me. I slowly pulled back the skin from his cock and the end stood out red and shiny. He had done the same to me. I was obviously a lot smaller than. I watched as their mothers herded them towards the bathroom to clean up, or I should say I watched their asses as they swished them at me."God their cute," I said as Jenny walked over."What's cute Mister Brakes?" Jenny asked."Ahhh nothing," I said as I looked away real fast.Jenny bent her finger and said, "Lean down here."I did as she asked and she whispered in my ear, "Nothing hmm? You wouldn't have been looking at their butts would you?" Jenny asked with a smirk, and continued, "I wish I was. Before they knew it, both men had walked away convinced that their expectations of what was clearly a casual relationship were utterly wrong, and they should be more accepting of Andrea’s lack of commitment. In retrospect, he got the impression that maybe she’d manipulated things so that she could play off the inevitable competitiveness that had sprung up between them. But that was hindsight. Here on New Year’s Eve, dateless in some dump of a bar, he couldn’t help but think he’d lost whatever.