A gay story: Hung Over Again A few weeks back I was IM-ing with my masturbation buddy Mark, and I mentioned how horny I got when I was hung over. He told me to text him the next time that I was tying one on, maybe he’d surprise me.
So the other night, Tuesday actually, I was having a few beers, maybe quite a few beers, and I remembered what he had said. I shot him a quick text, “beer #9” or something like that, and proceeded to get pretty hammered.
The following morning I was lying in bed, still asleep, when my phone rang. 7:30AM I noticed as I rolled over to answer my cell. When I saw who it was, my hand automatically went straight to my morning hardon. “Mark” I said groggily.
“Tommy!” he said loudly, “how you feeling, bud?”
“Uugh” I groaned. ‘My head is throbbing.”
“Is that all that’s throbbing?” he asked.
“Mmm no” I said. “My cock is throbbing too.”
“Good” he said. “did I wake you?”
“Yeah” I groaned. “I was sound asleep when you called.”
“Good. That was what I was hoping for. You naked?” he asked.
“I always sleep naked.” I answered.
“That’s so you can jerk off whenever you want to, isn’t it?”
I was starting to get pretty aroused. “Mmm. yes.” I groaned.
“And you’re gonna stroke your cock right now, aren’t you?” he asked.
“Oohh geez yes” I replied. “I really want to stroke my cock.” As I spread my legs and cupped my balls, I could feel my shaft twitching on my belly.
“Want to?” Mark asked. “That’s not what I thought you’d say.”
“Aww man, I need to jerk off soo bad…” My breath was getting ragged.
“Did you lube up your shaft yet?” he asked.
“Dude, there’s so much precum leaking out of my cock that its making a puddle in my belly button.”
“Mmmm, nice.” he said. “I want you to spread that precum all over your cock now.”
I did as requested and let out a low groan.
“Feels good doesn’t it?” he asked.
“Oohh yeah Mark. It feels like liquid velvet.”
“Yeah Tommy, stroke your cock. Long strokes, from your balls to the tip of your shaft, back down again. Feels soo good to have your tight fist sliding up and down your cock, doesn’t it? Mmm you’re so bad, laying there naked, jerking off your hard cock. You wanted me to call you, didn’t you? That’s why you texted me last night, isn’t it? So I’d call you and tell you to jerk off?”
“Mmmm yes, aahhh…” was all I could manage to say. My fist was a blur as I pumped my hardon. My breath was coming through my open mouth in gasps as I watched myself.
“I want you to tell me why you texted me last night when you were drunk. Say it!” he said.
I licked my lips and attempted to form a coherent thought in my fevered brain. “I texted you because I was hoping that you’d call me this morning and tell me to stroke my cock.” I gasped.
“You love it when I tell you to stroke your hard thick cock, don’t you?” I was groaning nonstop by this point, my cock literally throbbing in my fist as I pumped it. “Hold your hand still” he continued, “and fuck the head of your cock into your fist.” I did as I was instructed. I raised my hips up and began to fuck my motionless hand, my fingers squeezing and kneading my rigid shaft. “Keep stroking while you fuck your hand. It feels soo good, doesn’t it Tommy? Feels soo good to jerk off when I tell you? Your cock gets soo thick and hard when I tell you to stroke it.”
I knew I wasn’t gonna last long. “Mmmm yes. My cock is soo hard. I’m gonna cum soon, Mark. Make me cum…”
“And how do you want me to make you cum?” he asked, knowing that he was torturing me.
“Please talk to me while I jerk off.” I gasped out. “Tell me to stroke my cock…”
“Oohh that hard cock feels good in your fist. Stroke your cock, Tommy. Stroke your hard thick slippery cock. ”
With those words I erupted. “I’m cumming Mark!!” I moaned as my fist pumped stream after stream of jizz out of my spasming cock. My hot thick load arced into the air and splashed all over my naked body as it fell. Gradually my hand slowed its pace on my hardon to a leisurely knead as I worked the last few spurts of cum up from my balls to run down my shaft.
I lay there unable to move for a moment while my breathing returned to normal. “Damn, Mark. That’s why I love jerking off. Whew!!” I said.
“Good one huh?” he asked.
“I don’t know what it is” I said, “but when you tell me to stroke my cock I get soo fucking hard and horny. You say exactly the right things. Oh!” I suddenly remembered,”I’m so sorry. Do you want me to make you cum?” I asked.
“Not yet” he said. “I’ve go more plans for you and I wanna stay horny.”
“Oh?” I said. “what kinda plans”
“When was the last time you shaved your cock and your balls?” he asked me.
“Mmm, probably two weeks or so. Why?”
“I want you to get into the shower, shave your cock nice and smooth, dry off, stay naked and wait for the phone to ring. You have half an hour to get ready. Go.”
Mark hung up.