When his eyes blew wide, I looked back at the screen. The guy on the dryer had his dick down the other guy’s throat. It was a wet and sloppy blowjob by the look of it. The sound was too low to hear the slurping, but I heard it in my head because I was well versed in blowjob porn.

I pointed at the screen. “So this is what you wanted to re-enact?” I joked. “I’d never say no to a blowjob, no matter who was giving it, but how’s your gag reflex? Ever had a dick halfway down your throat?”

He didn’t react like I expected. There was no look of disgust. No punching my shoulder or shoving me away as he told me to shut up. He narrowed his eyes and watched it play out.

Then he turned it up, and sucking and slurping filled the quiet kitchen.

Um…

“The part after this is the one I wanted you to see.”

For my sanity, I stole a glance at my brother’s crotch. He wasn’t sporting an erection that I could tell, so maybe this was all educational.

I watched the screen, and the blowjob ended. The guy standing shucked his pants and pulled the other man off the dryer into his arms, muscles straining as he took his weight. He leveraged him against the wall beside the machine, their lower bodies lined up while they rutted together.

“This guy is still in his underwear.” Asher pointed at the guy holding his friend. “But if it was the other way around, this could look good for the camera, right? It would look like we were both naked, but you’d have underwear on.” Asher gnawed his lip hard enough he left red marks behind.

“Um…”

“I like the against the wall thing. I’m strong enough to lift you like that. Look where the other guy’s hands are. You could do that part, right? Knead my ass cheeks, even if I was naked? I mean, I touched your dick, you can touch my naked ass. If we … did this, the on the wall thing for a bit, then I thought I could carry you to the bed. Look.”

He bent over the laptop and moved the slider to a few minutes in. The guys did exactly as Asher described. When they landed on the bed, the guy who’d been carried kept his legs wrapped around his friend. The rutting turned intense once they were horizontal. Somewhere off camera, the last pair of underwear had vanished. They were naked. I’d done stuff like this. Frotting was a lot of fun and a good way to get off if you didn’t want penetration.