“Feels pretty good too.” I replied. He aproached me, standing between my open thighs and set his soda on the counter beside me. He rested his hands lightly on my hips and grinned.
“Man, I wish my cock stayed hard like yours after I cum” We both watched for a moment as I stroked myself, the only sound the rhythmic slurping of my fist sliding up and down
my bloated shaft. Finally I released my meat and rested my hardon against my belly.
“You want to make me cum?” I asked Andy.
He slipped his hand down my thigh and cradled my smoothly shaven balls. “It’s been a long time since I jacked off another guy’s cock.” He said. “I’m probably out of practice.”
“Practice makes perfect” I answered, raising my hips to allow him better access between my legs. “just like riding a bike. Plus, I know you can make your cock happy. Just do the same thing to me.” He drew the fingers of his right hand across my hipbone and carressed the bald flesh around my throbbing shaft. I moaned with eager anticipation.
“There was a neighbor kid when I was younger” he said as he touched me. “”We used to spend hours with our cocks in each other’s hands. Mark, his name was. Man did we cum.” He ran a fingertip from the head, down the pulsing length to my balls.
“Ohhh yess..” I groaned.
“Mmmm…” he said, “nice and slippery. Jizz makes the best lube.” Finally he wrapped his hand around my tool and slowly started to stroke me. “Man you hava a nice cock. How do you keep your hands off it?” he asked.
I grinned, my breathing quickening. “I don’t.” I answered simply. His fingers found the tight skin just below the head of my cock and jacked me there with short fast strokes. “Andy” I said, “you’re gonna need to do a lot of practicing.”
He look up, surprised. “That bad?” he asked.
“No, that good” I moaned and we both laughed. He began working my cock with long slow strokes, his fist wrapped tightly around my hard slick shaft. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, not with Andy getting more familiar with my cock and responding to my excitement. I felt the urgent tingling in my balls as they tightened, preparing to release my load. Andy, still caressing my balls with his left hand while jacking me off with his right, noticed my mounting need also.
“You about to cum Tom?” he asked.
“Mmmm yeah” I moaned “you’re gonna make me cum…ahhh your hand feels good on my cock…jack me off Andy….stroke my hard cock….please don’t stop…. ahhh yesss…I’m gonna cum in your hand…”
“Man, Tommy your cock is hard. Does this feel good? You like me jacking you off? You like my hand stroking your cock? You gonna shoot in my hand? You gonna cum for me?” I could only respond with moans as Andy quickened his pace on my cock. My ass raised off the counter to meet his stroking fist.
“You’re making my cock feel soo good” I moaned. “here cums my load Andy….yes…work my balls…don’t stop Andy…jack me through it…your hand feels soo good on my cock…ahh ahh ahh …”. My head lolled back as my mouth dropped open and my eruptions began. My friend’s fist hammered my spurting cock; hips thrusting, spew splattering, I came like I hadn’t cum for weeks. The new sensations, new angle, new grip, new person jerking me off better than I could do myself had me spraying jizz like a runaway firehose. “Yes Andy…..yesss… jack my cock …. Ahhh…ahhh…” I spurted again and again, his hand expertly releasing all of my load. I nearly collapsed from the effort of climaxing, lulled by the tranquility of having to spend no effort into the moment. Andy had jacked my cock; I had just relaxed and enjoyed the pleasure. I remained hard, not unusual, after I came.
Unusual for Andy, though, whose fist slid up and down my shaft, left hand fondling my smooth balls, long after I ceased spewing cum. I sat up on the counter and grasped Andy’s now rampant cock, elbowing his busy fist off of my hard but now reticent meat. “You want me to get you off?” I asked, stroking him gently.
“Not…now” he managed, obviously aroused. He stepped back, slipping his tool out of my grasp. “I’m gonna go and fuck Sue into a coma” he said, with his hardon drooling. “God, I hope she’s home by now.” He stepped back and thought for a moment. “Oh yeah” he said with a how could I forget gesture, “Sue wants you and Bev over for dinner tonight. A barbeque, nothing fancy. Her mother’s gonna be there.”