We made it to the room and he went straight into the bathroom, “I gotta pee, make yourself at home.”
Over course I was overthinking everything. Make myself at home? I didn’t want to be sitting on the bed already, that was for sure. I looked out the window until I heard the bathroom door open up. And he came out without pants on, and just a white undershirt. His boxer briefs were black with “POLO” around the waistband.
“Oh! I uh…” I trailed off.
“Come on, get comfy.” He said with a smile on his face. Climbing up onto the bed on top of the comforter. I followed suit and unzipped my jeans. Pulling them off. Leaving my navy blue horizontal striped Bombas boxer briefs on. I was already wearing a t shirt and kept it on like he did. I sat on the bed next to him but not too close.
He started grabbing his bulge through his boxers as he said, “We don’t have to do anything you don’t wanna do…” and I wasn’t quite sure what he even meant by that. I was just silent.
“Never even jerked off with another guy?” He asked, boldy. Still fondling himself.
“No, never…” I said honestly.
He reached up to the lamp and turned out the light. Now the only lights on in the room were the one shining in from outside, as the curtains were open. He turned on the TV for some background noise and a little extra light. Some sort of cooking show was on by I obviously wasn’t paying much attention.
“Been curious long?” He asked.
“Yeah, I mean…I guess so, yeah…” I didn’t quite know what to say.
“I was High School age…” He said. “When I realized that sometimes when I jerked off…I was thinking about other guys jerking off.” He sighed a little. “And then it turned into not just what *they* looked like…but…what it would feel like if I did it for ’em.” He added.
There was silence in the room for about ten seconds.
“Sometimes they were guys my age…sometimes they were…neighbors…coaches….ya know. Mature guys…” He kept talking.
“Ever think like that?” He finally asked.
“Oh yeah.” I said honestly. Feeling myself tingle. I was gripping my bulge through my boxers. Playing with it a little but nothing crazy. Unable to believe I was being so honest with him.
“There’s one guy at the gym for sure.” I added.
“Oh?” He asked.
“Yeah…uh, I don’t know…he’s there a lot, and so am I…we don’t really talk too much. But…” I trailed off a bit. “I don’t know, seen him change a few times.” I gulped. I couldn’t believe I added that.
“Oh you have, have you?” He asked. And then his voice got softer and he scooted towards me. I was frozen.
“Big?” He asked.
“Oh yeah.” I said softly. Our voices were whispers at this point.
“You check em out, don’t you? In the lockers?”
“Mmhmm.” I said honestly.
“Good man.” He reassured me. He took another scoot towards me and reached for my right hand. The closest hand to him. He took it and placed it right underneath the waist band of his boxers.
“Go on…” He whispered. I could practically feel my heart beating out of my chest. My finger tips touching the cotton of his boxers. I didn’t know if I should feel him from the outside or just slide my hand in. My fingers inched forward and underneath his fabric. I felt a little hair, not a lot, as I got to the base of his cock, which was already very stiff.
“Good man…” He whispered again.
I was so horny I could feel myself already dripping precum. I was trembling just holding another man’s cock. And I could tell he was huge. In one motion I pulled his boxers down and tucked them under his balls. It was still pretty dark but I could tell he was neatly trimmed. I gripped him at the base and started jerking him off the way I would my own.
“Nice…” He whispered as I kept jerking. He reached over and shoved his hand down my boxers. Not exactly jerking me off, but gripping it firmly and squeezing gently. Just manhandling my cock the way only a man would know how.
All in one motion he pulled his underwear all the way off and got up onto his knees. I followed suit, instinctively taking off my boxers. My cock standing hard at attention. He turned to the left, towards me, and straddled me. One leg on either side of me, facing me. His hard cock pointing right in my face.
“Don’t be shy now…” He said softly.
I eagerly opened wide, and he leaned forward with his hips. Dropping his tip into my warm mouth.
“Yeah….good man…” He whispered as he slid about half way in and then pulled out.
“Mmm…” he moaned. Sliding it back in, half way. And then back out.
“I love watching that go in your mouth…” He whispered. He wasn’t doing it in a degrading manner, either. It was just…hot. So hot. I couldn’t help but jerk myself off while he was slowly fucking my face.
“God you feel good…” He whispered. But it was quite the contrary. He was the one that felt good in my mouth. I loved the feeling of his tip hitting the back of my throat. It was such a turn on knowing how good it felt for him.
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He took a short break and stood up tall on his knees. Jerking off his cock right in front of my face.
“God this is hot…” He said softly. Stroking his pole while I stroked mine.
“You’re fucking huge…” was all I could get out. Staring at his tip right in my face.
I leaned forward and initiated it this time. Feeling him slide all the way down my throat was everything I thought it could ever be.
“Oh! Good man…” he said again. Repeating it.
I could already feel myself getting close. Something about a cock in my mouth had me on the edge already. I slowed my pace and I think he noticed. He pulled out of my mouth and worked his way down my body. Still on his knees, one on either side of my hips now. He lined our cocks up and gripped them together. My balls against his balls. My shaft against his shaft.
“Oh fuck…” I said a little louder than I thought I would. He was so warm against me.
“That’s so hot..” I added. All of my inhibitions out the window.
“Isn’t it?” He asked. Gripping both of us in one big circle around our shafts. Both pointed towards me. He started jerking us. Slow at first.
“Oh yeah…that’s so hot…” He muttered. “Two big cocks…” He added. He spit on them from above and I could feel it working its way down to my cock. I moaned a little as he picked up the pace jerking us off.
I was quiet, and utterly speechless. This was unlike anything I’d ever imagined. His big shaft pressed up against mine. Our tips touching. He spit on his tip…pressing down on his and rubbing it against mine.
“I’m about to cum all over you..” He declared. And it was so sexy.
“Me too…” I said softly. “Ugh, fuck…yeah…” And I was. I couldn’t take it much longer. And he was speeding up. So much faster.
“Mmmmmmmph!” He let out a huge moan. “Yeah! Fuck yeah…” He said as I felt rope after rope of cum hit my abs. Which was all it took for me to start firing off my own shots. Cumming as hard as I did earlier. All over myself this time. “Oh! God! I-” I was at a loss for words again.