Jack off buddies. Part 2
From a very early age, I was very sexual and curious. In fact, my first encounter with another boy happened before either of us had even hit puberty. Wonderful, innocent times taking turns, sucking each other's cocks. I remember that we didnt get hard, long before discovering orgasms, but it felt good, anyways. It was a discover of the thrill and pleasure of both giving and getting. A knowledge of the beauty and pleasure of two boys together and cock.
Years later, sitting in my friends bedroom, looking at adult magazines. My eyes were so drawn to the images of men, especially their erections. The sight stirred me like nothing else. The looks on the girl's faces were that of pure exstasy(corrected) getting to suck them and take their cumshots. They looked so beautiful and fulfilled. They made me want that experience, they made me want that feeling. It was kind of an, 'I will, if you will." I think he was curious, too. Besides, what teen boy did not want his dick stroked and sucked. Touching each other. It made my eyes roll back. Him too, his eyes were looked glassy, lost in the sensation. His cock felt amazing in my hand. How could I want it so much? His touch, I almost shook with pleasure. At first, I had to resist the urge to kiss and worship his fat cock. I did not want him to think that I was gay. It was not accepted back then. It was amazing though! The wonderful taste and thrill! The wonderful, drunk feeling it gave me as it filled my mouth. I thought that I might cum, just from sucking dick. Had I toughed myself, I know that I would have. That first time, I resisted those urges so that I could feel him reciprocate.
Before long, after several more afternoons spent in his room, things had organically changed and progressed. I remeber it like yesterday. I was on my knees, between his bent legs, as he layed back on the bed. His fat, big, tight balls like so inviting. Lickng them was a thrill like none other, every boy knows how sensitive they can be. Every boy had heard older boys complain that their girlfriends would not do this for them. I gave into my desires that afternoon. I licked and sucked his balls and kissed his fat shaft. I moaned for his cock. Thankfully, wonderfully, he was in step with me. Two cock crazed boys it turned out. Licking and sucking each other until we made eqch other's cum spurt and ooze out. Cum, it turns out was immediately addictive. The taste, the texture, so potent and powerfull. I craved it so. The first time he sucked me to release, he pulled away after my first shot filled his mouth, only to take another thick, white rope of sperm across his face. He, we, discovered another addictive thrill... getting cummed on. Marking me, bathing me in his jizz. Strange how exciting and satisfying that can be. The scent, the sensation, the knowledge and almost submission.
College brought the most jack off buds. Almost an endless supply of horny cocks to stroke and pleasure. Some did not return the favor, but some did. To be honest, by his point, I had discovered that I loved giving, maybe more that getting, anyways. Wonderful, horny boys, it seemed ease to get them to let me stroke and suck them off. After the first state of resistance, maybe even shock, horny cocks have little willpower to resist. It usually went like this... watching porn, I'd move closer to them. Dorm rooms usually just had beds and desks. Sitting next to him on a bed, I'd let my hand brush his leg, if he did not move away. My horny hand would find his erection. Rubbing it, until one of us would free it. I had guys cum in my hand, I had guys push my head down unto them... all wonderful in their own.
Boys that age get so incredibly hard and throb and pulse. Years later, nothing had changed. College boys were still so horny! I met him at a coffee shop. It started with a simple, quick massage of his shoulders. Then a subtle, knowing glance. Soon, we were in my car and I had his delicious, throbbing dick in my hand. He seemed intoxicated, I remembered how amazing and powerful those first times could be. As I ran my thumb over his cock's tip, it became wet and sticky as his precum began to flow. "Do you want to touch me?" He was breathless and only managed to nod a, "yes." I took my cock out as his eyes were glued to my crotch. He felt it, held it and stroked it in a gentle, almost loving way. "Have you ever touched another guy before," I asked. He shook his head, "no." More precum flowed from his tip, he was so clearly turned on! I stroked him softly, lightly, letting his throbbing cock become wet and lubed. "Do you want to cum?" Of course, I knew the answer. I just wanted him to admit that he wanted an older man to pleasure him. I guess, for him to know that he wanted this, all of this. As I stroked him, he stroked me. His breathless breathing, the pleasure he must be feeling! He pulled hard on my cock, too. "You're gonna make me cum." I moved closer and whispered it in his ear. I could feel him pulse in my hand. "I want you to cum, too." I moved my face next to his and sofly kissed his neck. He began to shake and moan out loud, his hand in a frenzy stroking me faster and faster, as his cum erupted out. Warm, thick globs of cum landed heavy on my fingers and up his chest. I lightly sucked on his neck as I stroked out the rest of his cum and he continued to stroke me, also.
So much wonderful cum. He gentle pulled on himself as he watched me bring myslef to orgasm. It was a unique thrill, to be watched. I came, hard. Afterwards, I asked if I could see him again. Car jack off sessions soon turned into more.
Now, much older, I met a guy at work. Heavy set and hairy, but with a sense of need and desire. Our first time together was again in a car. His fat, heavy dick and balls spilled out into my hand. I inhaled sharply, thrilled at the sight and feeling of them. His soft cock filled my hand. I stroked and pulled on him as he muttered, "Yeah, that's nice." I took my own cock out, already rock hard with excitement. He said, "Yeah, man." and took me in his hand, making me shake in pleasure. I could not help myself! I said, out loud, "I love your cock!" I felt like a teeager again, giddy and lustful. So heavy in my hand, thick, fat and girthy. He swelled but still wasn't hard. Just this big, amazing, heavy, hanging, hairy cock! Turned out, he liked other men, too. Turned out, he liked to kiss!
I can picture the sight. Two men in their fifties, making out in a car like teens. Kissing, open mouthed and passionate as we stroked each other's dicks.
Surprisingly, my favorite jack off buddy is in his seventies. I would not of expected, would never of known, how much lust and passion older mem can have. Being older, their inhabitions have left, leaving only their bare, naked desires and needs. Sometimes, there is a connection. A look, a glance, a comment, or touch that lets you know. Yes, much older than me, but so surprisingly alluring. When he suggested a steam, I said yes. Was it an innocent invitation, or was he looking for something more? When he opened his towel and sat down, I understood his boldness, his confidence. His body showed it's years, but he was still as horny as a teen. His manhood layed thick and heavy on the bench. Something I had learned early on, cock just wants to be pleasured, it doesn't care how or by who. "Sit closer," he insisted. "Ever have a jack off buddy?" he asked. Even though I was thinking it, his question still caught me off guard. "Nothing weird," he added, "Just two guys getting off." I told him that I had, when I was young. I wasn't ready to admit that it was basically a life long obsession. He said that only another guy can understand the need of another. "It doesn't have to lead to anything more or have to be gay, but if it does, all the better."
His hand moved to his cock, making mine jump with excitement. My own had naturally, instinctively, moved to mine, also. I was hard in seconds! I could not look away as he pulled on and stroked his big, soft, thick dick. I felt jealous, but still nervous. I didn't say a word, I just reached over and took over for him. Another's cock always feels so good in my hand! Especially an older man's, I was quickly discovering. Thick, hanging, yet full of need. Getting even bigger at my touch, it was easy to quickly want it in my mouth. He was right. Had he layed the ground work for my urges? "It doesn't have to lead to more... but if it does, all the better."
His hand stroked me and rubbed out precum. I think I heard him moan softly when he felt it and he rubbed it all over my cock's head. It made me pull on his sexy, floppy, thick dick even harder. I pulled my hand away though, when I heard stirring outside the steam room door. My new older friend told my that it was ok. He told me that there was a whole group of men, mostly in their seventies that came here. "Anything goes! Some come just looking to get off, some come wanting to get them off and some wanting just to watch." My mind was spinning at the thought. As he still stroked my cock, I put my hand back on him. It was a unique thrill knowing that another was about to see me, to see us.
I did not know what to expect, but I was throbbing at the prospect! Just as he said, the man walked in without a word and sat down directly across from us. I couldn't help but look as he opened his towel an started to pull on himself, as he watched us! Older men are so fucking sexy! So open about their sexuality! Also, both of these men had fat, girthy, lust worthy dicks! It was getting very steamy in there, in more ways than one. He rubbed more of my precum out and it lubed his fingers as he stroked me. His cock seemed to get fatter and thicker and more alluring in my hand. The man on the other side of the room stood and approached us, his thick, semi erect cock swinging hynotically from side to side. My blood was boiling and those lusts kicked into high gear. "Can I join you?" He knew the answer. He sat down next to my older, fat cocked new friend and they began to kiss! What a truly magical room this was! I lost all self control! I moved to my knees and took his fat, thick dick between my lips. His grithy, soft meat filled my mouth, making me drool in pleasure. I took the other man's sexy cock in my hand and stroked it, making him so very hard. As they ran their fingers through my hair, I went from one mouth stretching cock to the other. I could feel my precum, I felt close to orgasm. My new friend took his salvia soaked cock in his hand and pulled and stroked his massive tool. I didn't even think, I just waited, open mouthed and continued to stroke the stranger. Thick globs of white sperm formed at his cocks tip. As he held my head, he rubbed them it on my face and lips, before pushing my mouth back onto him. The taste was amazing.
The wonderful older stranger put his hand under my chin. As he leaned down, instinct took over. He pushed his big tongue deep into my mouth and kissed me. It was so erotic! I knew that he would be tasting cum also. Gently guiding me back down, the older men rejoined their kiss as I feverishly sucked fat cock again until he fed me his load, also. On shaky legs I stood, it was my turn. Two men in their seventies took turns sucking my raging, edged cock like teenage sluts. So passionate the lusts of older men! I wanted to give them what the gave me, what I knew they would love. I stroked myself and now they waited. I could feel it build, I knew that after so much build up, after so much cock lust, my orgasm would be huge. I shook and pointed my cock at their faces and mouths, blasting them with white, hot jizz.
Years later, sitting in my friends bedroom, looking at adult magazines. My eyes were so drawn to the images of men, especially their erections. The sight stirred me like nothing else. The looks on the girl's faces were that of pure exstasy(corrected) getting to suck them and take their cumshots. They looked so beautiful and fulfilled. They made me want that experience, they made me want that feeling. It was kind of an, 'I will, if you will." I think he was curious, too. Besides, what teen boy did not want his dick stroked and sucked. Touching each other. It made my eyes roll back. Him too, his eyes were looked glassy, lost in the sensation. His cock felt amazing in my hand. How could I want it so much? His touch, I almost shook with pleasure. At first, I had to resist the urge to kiss and worship his fat cock. I did not want him to think that I was gay. It was not accepted back then. It was amazing though! The wonderful taste and thrill! The wonderful, drunk feeling it gave me as it filled my mouth. I thought that I might cum, just from sucking dick. Had I toughed myself, I know that I would have. That first time, I resisted those urges so that I could feel him reciprocate.
Before long, after several more afternoons spent in his room, things had organically changed and progressed. I remeber it like yesterday. I was on my knees, between his bent legs, as he layed back on the bed. His fat, big, tight balls like so inviting. Lickng them was a thrill like none other, every boy knows how sensitive they can be. Every boy had heard older boys complain that their girlfriends would not do this for them. I gave into my desires that afternoon. I licked and sucked his balls and kissed his fat shaft. I moaned for his cock. Thankfully, wonderfully, he was in step with me. Two cock crazed boys it turned out. Licking and sucking each other until we made eqch other's cum spurt and ooze out. Cum, it turns out was immediately addictive. The taste, the texture, so potent and powerfull. I craved it so. The first time he sucked me to release, he pulled away after my first shot filled his mouth, only to take another thick, white rope of sperm across his face. He, we, discovered another addictive thrill... getting cummed on. Marking me, bathing me in his jizz. Strange how exciting and satisfying that can be. The scent, the sensation, the knowledge and almost submission.
College brought the most jack off buds. Almost an endless supply of horny cocks to stroke and pleasure. Some did not return the favor, but some did. To be honest, by his point, I had discovered that I loved giving, maybe more that getting, anyways. Wonderful, horny boys, it seemed ease to get them to let me stroke and suck them off. After the first state of resistance, maybe even shock, horny cocks have little willpower to resist. It usually went like this... watching porn, I'd move closer to them. Dorm rooms usually just had beds and desks. Sitting next to him on a bed, I'd let my hand brush his leg, if he did not move away. My horny hand would find his erection. Rubbing it, until one of us would free it. I had guys cum in my hand, I had guys push my head down unto them... all wonderful in their own.
Boys that age get so incredibly hard and throb and pulse. Years later, nothing had changed. College boys were still so horny! I met him at a coffee shop. It started with a simple, quick massage of his shoulders. Then a subtle, knowing glance. Soon, we were in my car and I had his delicious, throbbing dick in my hand. He seemed intoxicated, I remembered how amazing and powerful those first times could be. As I ran my thumb over his cock's tip, it became wet and sticky as his precum began to flow. "Do you want to touch me?" He was breathless and only managed to nod a, "yes." I took my cock out as his eyes were glued to my crotch. He felt it, held it and stroked it in a gentle, almost loving way. "Have you ever touched another guy before," I asked. He shook his head, "no." More precum flowed from his tip, he was so clearly turned on! I stroked him softly, lightly, letting his throbbing cock become wet and lubed. "Do you want to cum?" Of course, I knew the answer. I just wanted him to admit that he wanted an older man to pleasure him. I guess, for him to know that he wanted this, all of this. As I stroked him, he stroked me. His breathless breathing, the pleasure he must be feeling! He pulled hard on my cock, too. "You're gonna make me cum." I moved closer and whispered it in his ear. I could feel him pulse in my hand. "I want you to cum, too." I moved my face next to his and sofly kissed his neck. He began to shake and moan out loud, his hand in a frenzy stroking me faster and faster, as his cum erupted out. Warm, thick globs of cum landed heavy on my fingers and up his chest. I lightly sucked on his neck as I stroked out the rest of his cum and he continued to stroke me, also.
So much wonderful cum. He gentle pulled on himself as he watched me bring myslef to orgasm. It was a unique thrill, to be watched. I came, hard. Afterwards, I asked if I could see him again. Car jack off sessions soon turned into more.
Now, much older, I met a guy at work. Heavy set and hairy, but with a sense of need and desire. Our first time together was again in a car. His fat, heavy dick and balls spilled out into my hand. I inhaled sharply, thrilled at the sight and feeling of them. His soft cock filled my hand. I stroked and pulled on him as he muttered, "Yeah, that's nice." I took my own cock out, already rock hard with excitement. He said, "Yeah, man." and took me in his hand, making me shake in pleasure. I could not help myself! I said, out loud, "I love your cock!" I felt like a teeager again, giddy and lustful. So heavy in my hand, thick, fat and girthy. He swelled but still wasn't hard. Just this big, amazing, heavy, hanging, hairy cock! Turned out, he liked other men, too. Turned out, he liked to kiss!
I can picture the sight. Two men in their fifties, making out in a car like teens. Kissing, open mouthed and passionate as we stroked each other's dicks.
Surprisingly, my favorite jack off buddy is in his seventies. I would not of expected, would never of known, how much lust and passion older mem can have. Being older, their inhabitions have left, leaving only their bare, naked desires and needs. Sometimes, there is a connection. A look, a glance, a comment, or touch that lets you know. Yes, much older than me, but so surprisingly alluring. When he suggested a steam, I said yes. Was it an innocent invitation, or was he looking for something more? When he opened his towel and sat down, I understood his boldness, his confidence. His body showed it's years, but he was still as horny as a teen. His manhood layed thick and heavy on the bench. Something I had learned early on, cock just wants to be pleasured, it doesn't care how or by who. "Sit closer," he insisted. "Ever have a jack off buddy?" he asked. Even though I was thinking it, his question still caught me off guard. "Nothing weird," he added, "Just two guys getting off." I told him that I had, when I was young. I wasn't ready to admit that it was basically a life long obsession. He said that only another guy can understand the need of another. "It doesn't have to lead to anything more or have to be gay, but if it does, all the better."
His hand moved to his cock, making mine jump with excitement. My own had naturally, instinctively, moved to mine, also. I was hard in seconds! I could not look away as he pulled on and stroked his big, soft, thick dick. I felt jealous, but still nervous. I didn't say a word, I just reached over and took over for him. Another's cock always feels so good in my hand! Especially an older man's, I was quickly discovering. Thick, hanging, yet full of need. Getting even bigger at my touch, it was easy to quickly want it in my mouth. He was right. Had he layed the ground work for my urges? "It doesn't have to lead to more... but if it does, all the better."
His hand stroked me and rubbed out precum. I think I heard him moan softly when he felt it and he rubbed it all over my cock's head. It made me pull on his sexy, floppy, thick dick even harder. I pulled my hand away though, when I heard stirring outside the steam room door. My new older friend told my that it was ok. He told me that there was a whole group of men, mostly in their seventies that came here. "Anything goes! Some come just looking to get off, some come wanting to get them off and some wanting just to watch." My mind was spinning at the thought. As he still stroked my cock, I put my hand back on him. It was a unique thrill knowing that another was about to see me, to see us.
I did not know what to expect, but I was throbbing at the prospect! Just as he said, the man walked in without a word and sat down directly across from us. I couldn't help but look as he opened his towel an started to pull on himself, as he watched us! Older men are so fucking sexy! So open about their sexuality! Also, both of these men had fat, girthy, lust worthy dicks! It was getting very steamy in there, in more ways than one. He rubbed more of my precum out and it lubed his fingers as he stroked me. His cock seemed to get fatter and thicker and more alluring in my hand. The man on the other side of the room stood and approached us, his thick, semi erect cock swinging hynotically from side to side. My blood was boiling and those lusts kicked into high gear. "Can I join you?" He knew the answer. He sat down next to my older, fat cocked new friend and they began to kiss! What a truly magical room this was! I lost all self control! I moved to my knees and took his fat, thick dick between my lips. His grithy, soft meat filled my mouth, making me drool in pleasure. I took the other man's sexy cock in my hand and stroked it, making him so very hard. As they ran their fingers through my hair, I went from one mouth stretching cock to the other. I could feel my precum, I felt close to orgasm. My new friend took his salvia soaked cock in his hand and pulled and stroked his massive tool. I didn't even think, I just waited, open mouthed and continued to stroke the stranger. Thick globs of white sperm formed at his cocks tip. As he held my head, he rubbed them it on my face and lips, before pushing my mouth back onto him. The taste was amazing.
The wonderful older stranger put his hand under my chin. As he leaned down, instinct took over. He pushed his big tongue deep into my mouth and kissed me. It was so erotic! I knew that he would be tasting cum also. Gently guiding me back down, the older men rejoined their kiss as I feverishly sucked fat cock again until he fed me his load, also. On shaky legs I stood, it was my turn. Two men in their seventies took turns sucking my raging, edged cock like teenage sluts. So passionate the lusts of older men! I wanted to give them what the gave me, what I knew they would love. I stroked myself and now they waited. I could feel it build, I knew that after so much build up, after so much cock lust, my orgasm would be huge. I shook and pointed my cock at their faces and mouths, blasting them with white, hot jizz.
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