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By *wannaMan
9 hours ago
Merseyside area |
I posted this a while ago.
I was 19 my mate was 20. He was muscular and very hairy. I was lean toned and smooth, apart from a proud glory trail.
We had known each other since school and as far as I knew in all those years he was one for taking the piss out of gays. So I'd never told him that I had bi tendencies. I had never acted on them but fantasised about it all the time while wanking. Never about him though.
His parents had moved house and he was renting their old house from them, so we would get in a few cans and watch telly a couple of nights a week.
One night I was round there and he told me a mate in work had given him a XXX video three hours of hard core mixed porn. He teased about putting it on, wanting me to ask. I'd never seen a proper porn film before, so I was well curious.
In the end he put it on and sat on the couch. he had his feet up under him while I just sat back legs stretched out holding my can of beer. We'd had quite a few.
I am watching the film and a bit tense at what I am seeing. Hard cocks pounding, cum shooting over tits. He keeps cracking jokes about it but I could hardly speak and I could feel myself getting incredibly turned on.
Then there is this one sequence of this young very fit, stunning looking young guy playing basket ball in a yard. he is in tight denim jeans and shirtless. A window opens in the apartment and a gorgeous woman in nightdress asks him to come up and help her with something. Knowing I was about to see this guys cock and see him cum just made my dick spring up.
There was no stopping it. I had on a black polo shirt and light canvas jeans. There was no hiding my erection which was at 11 O'clock in my jeans and you could see it pulsating as it got harder. So could my mate. he burst out laughing saying fuck have you got a hard on there? I said ahh fuck off what do you expect showing me this stuff? He laughed and said fucking hell, it looks like a monster. I tried to pull my polo shirt over it a bit but it wouldn't stretch enough.
I noticed him adjusting his crotch for a second and then he pushed one of his bare feet behind me on the couch as he stretched out on his side. I could sense he was looking at me but I kept my eyes on the video.Then my mate starts stroking my lower back with his foot under my shirt. I sort of froze a bit. He said that looks like it could burst out of there, nodding towards my hard on. I said well turn it off then, I bet you had a hard on and a wank over this when you watched it. That's what they make them for. He just laughed.
Then he moved his other bare foot onto my thigh and after a few moments turned his foot and started stroking along the outline of my shaft. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't believe what was happening, not with him! Not after all these years. I didn't think it could get any harder but it did as he continued to stroke my cock through my jeans with his foot.
Then he tried to undo the zip with his toe, which was never going to work. But I knew he meant business. The part of me that was in denial of my bi feelings was saying stand up, make a joke out of it and stop it. The other part of me, the one that was longing for a guy to hold my cock and me hold his was saying go on, sit up touch it. he must have read my mind. he swung around on the couch and lay his head on my arm as his hand went on my thigh and then started stroking my dick.
We stopped saying anything to each other at this point.
Then he undid my zip and reached inside, feeling my dick through my blue jockey briefs. He cupped my balls and teased and stroked my cock running a finger over my knob.
The jeans were tight and so he opened the waist band and pulled them back lifting my polo shirt up. his fingers played with the hairs on my belly and followed the trail down to the waistband of my briefs where some pubic hair was peeping over the top. I remember thinking, fuck he is about to see my cock, hard!
He pulled the front of my briefs down and my dick sprung out and bounced against my belly. It was solid. You could see all the veins and the foreskin was back a little, exposing my bell end.
I felt a mixture of huge excitement with shy embarrassment but the latter faded when he brushed a finger gently over my cock slit. I gasped a little and he gasped as well. He looked up at me with a strange expression, like he had been caught out. I just said Ooooh fuck! which seemed to make things okay and he carried on stroking me. He couldn't quite get to my balls so I raised myself a little and he pulled my jeans and briefs down around my knees.
It was funny how whenever I had been with a woman fucking, being wanked or sucked I had no shyness about being naked, in fact I loved a woman seeing my hard cock. I loved the moment of reveal the first touch but now, with my mate seeing me rock hard, I felt really exposed, especially when he pulled back my foreskin revealing my entire bell end which looked dark and shining in the light.
He moved forward slightly still wanking my dick using the foreskin back and forth. Then he leant over and dribbled some saliva onto my knob to lubricate it (I don't produce pre-cum or it's very rare) then he slid his hand over my wet knob and it felt sensational. It was like it was hot and cold at the same time. Felt like it was melting. I went to reach for his cock but he moved back and turned so I couldn't get at it. Then I couldn't believe it, he moved further in with his head on my belly and I felt the tip of his tongue make contact with my knob. I could hardly breath.
He flicked his tongue over the hole sending electric shocks up to my scalp. Then he kissed my cock, wet it with some more saliva dribbled from his mouth and his lips slid over my knob. He moved them back and forth wanking me with his lips before taking my cock right into his mouth. I could feel his tongue and lips and the hot wetness of his mouth sliding up and down my throbbing cock which was now so hard it was almost painful. But a delicious sensuous pain of arousal.
He stroked and pulled on my balls then licked them and licked under them, which made me writhe in pleasure. I had never been licked under my balls before and it was mind blowing. Then he went back to wanking and sucking me getting faster and more intense. My belly was rising up and down, my thighs were stretched out and tight as the sensations grew stronger and my breathing more rapid. Tell me when you are going to cum, he said. I gasped out, I will, which sounded stupid as I heard myself say it.
He pulled my cock tight at an angle away from my belly increasing the sensation as he continued to suck and wank me. Then I could feel it, that first second of no return. I quickly breathed out the words I'm cummin' in an urgent gasp.
He lifted his head and gripped the base of my cock tight keeping it pulled at right angle to my belly and then I let out a cry as a powerful wave of orgasm pleasure ripped though me, and the spunk just flew out of my cock in jets.
My back arched , my toes and feet flexed involuntarily and I could feel a sweat break out on the soles of my feet. Waves of rippling pleasure shook my body as the cum flew out of me. It felt like my scalp had lifted. It was amazing.
As the wave of post cum warmth poured over me, we both began to realise how much cum I had released. I am not normally a heavy cummer but it was on my face, over my chest, on my thigh and it was on his face and some in his hair. There was even cum on the wall paper behind the couch.
He just looked at it and said "fuckin' hell!" Then he got up and said there's some tissues there, pointing by the fireplace and he went off to the kitchen.
I wiped myself and the wall and pulled my briefs and jeans back up. He shouts in to ask if I want tea and I say yes. He comes in with the tea and turns the vid off and starts talking about something to do with work like what we just did had never happened.
We never spoke about it. Not even the next time when I stayed over after missing the bus and he got into bed with me for another session. This time I wanked him off too. But we never talked about it before during or after. It would just be a normal night and chatting, drinking, watching TV and his hand would go on my leg. Then the talking would stop and soon we would be at it again.
Seems surreal now, but it went on now and again for quite a few months. Then we just stopped after we both started going out with some women we had met.
Things changed, we moved away and lost touch. But it deffo gave me the taste for cock play even though it took years for me to get the courage to play with somebody else |
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