Mutual Masturbation

Male and Female - 2009

• Mutual Experience with Opposite Sex - MaleFemale

• Mutual Masturbation Experience with Same Sex

• More than One Other - Group Masturbation

• Masturbation that Led to Sex

I came from a big Italian family, with seven sisters and no brothers. I was the youngest and as a result my dad was like 60 when I was born so he was really old fashioned and we didn't have a close relationship. My mom's brother (my uncle) was only 20 years older than me and we had always been pretty close seeing as though my dad was a much older man and didn't have time to raise a young son. Anyways, my uncle had taught me all of the things that you need to know as a young man, puberty, shaving, how to clean under the foreskin, etc... When I was around 20 years old I was at home alone (well I thought I was) and decided that I was going to put on some porn and jerk off. I started masturbating to this really hot porn video and when I ejaculated I started moaning. The next thing I know, my uncle walked into my room right when I was shooting a huge load of cum. He closed the door behind him and said "can I join you?", at first I was so shocked and scared, but then I realized what a cool guy he was. He took off his pants and his underwear and pulled out his 10 inch dick, and it wasn;t even erect yet. I was so shocked as I had never seen his penis before. Then he got hard and said, "Oh I love this video, its one of my favourites, I was wanking off to it last night." then we started jerking each other off. Then he took my dick and put it in his mouth and sucked me off until I came inside his mouth. It was so hot, then he took his dick and started anally penetrating me, it was amazing. Now 20 years later we still do this once a week and I have 16 year old son who joins us and we have threesomes.

|Learning How and My First Orgasm||

This is rather long, as I did not want to leave anything out. The first part of the story concerns my first exposure to mutual masturbation (though not participation in it), the second and third parts detail my early participation in mutual masturbation and my first orgasm accompanied by ejaculation. To meet length requirements this personal sexual history has been trimmed down slightly

I was thirteen when I saw a neighbor boy ejaculate. Though I hit puberty earlier that year-- my penis and testicles had grown by leaps and bounds, and my crotch was now thatched with blackish-brown pubic hair, I still had not been able to make myself ejaculate--I had only heard about it as a myth until I watched in hiding on that late spring afternoon. Jed was sixteen and, to my mind, the epitome of cool--he even had a girlfriend. Jed and his girlfriend, Clarissa, were out in Jed’s second- story sunroom, making out as usual. She sat down in the one chair on the porch, a massive wooden Adirondack chair facing my direction. Jed knelt to the side of her, kissing his way from her neck down to her toes, while his hands fondled her pert breasts. His hands moved downward, and he began to rub her crotch in a circular motion--she smiled and reddened noticeably after a minute or so under his fingers. I could not tell what exactly she was saying, but it definitely seemed to encourage Jed. He took two of his fingers, the two he had been working on her clitoris with, and slid them into her vagina. She began to writhe as his fingers slid in and out of her, I noticed a lot of gooey liquid coming out of her vagina on Jed‘s fingers, it seemed to be the cause (or result) of her writhing. Minutes passed as Jed continued to finger her, and she continued to orgasm again and again (I did not know that she was having an orgasm at the time, of course--but later I figured it out). She pulled his hand out of her and began to work on her clitoris, practically kneading it between her fingers. She took Jed’s glistening fingers and slid them back into her, but at a different angle than before, lifting her butt off the chair as she did so. In this odd position she began to hump Jed’s hand, thrusting her wetness up against it in the throes of passion. Clarissa screamed in utter ecstasy. A jet of clear liquid shot from her vagina, darkening the fabric of the chair. I thought she had just peed, but neither of them seemed to be reacting to the stuff like it was pee, so I kept my thoughts to myself. Clarissa dabbed a finger in the largest pool of this fluid and licked it. She smiled and stuck another finger into it, offering this one to Jed. He slid her finger into his mouth and smiled. They kissed. With that she knelt down on a pillow next to the Adirondack chair Jed was now sitting in. I watched in open-mouthed wonder as Clarissa stroked Jed’s penis. To me, Jed was hung like a stallion--he was probably just six or seven inches long, but when you have a four inch penis (a recently developed penis, at that), those extra three inches really mean all the world. Jed’s penis, like mine, was uncircumcised, and I looked on as Clarissa slowly eased his foreskin up and down his shaft and head. My left hand idly fondled my penis (I was naked--and alone in the house for a few hours) and then I copied Clarissa’s motions: three slow strokes, five fast. Up until then I had pleasured myself by humping a pillow (which sat untouched in the middle of my bed as I watched the action a house away unfold), now, however, I could tell I was doing something that just felt right, it felt so good I wanted to moan. I stroked in time with two lovers, pausing every now and then to focus on Clarissa’s well-developed breasts with dark pink, almost purple nipples, or what snatches of her pubic hair and vulva I could get. She shifted once, turning her body slightly more towards the window so that I got an almost full-on view of her beautiful crotch. And then Jed began bucking erratically under Clarissa’s ministrations, his penis thrusting in and out of her grasp. I couldn’t hear what was being said, but I could tell by the expression on Jed’s face that he was enjoying himself. White liquid shot from the tip of Jed’s penis, splattering Clarissa (who, by her expression of shock, did not seem to be expecting it) square in the chin, and spurted out in pulsing cream colored ropes. Whatever this white pee (as I termed it) was, Jed seemed to be in total ecstasy. Jed stood up and kissed Clarissa, his dick flopping around, smearing some of his white pee on her hip. She smiled and then put her arm around him, pulling him to the floor and unfortunately out of my sight. I continued to stroke myself until I got the good feeling I was used to getting after humping my pillow for a very long time. Stroking, I noticed, took much less time to get that good feeling.

A few weeks later, while hanging out at a Boy Scout meeting to get ready for a big summer camp trip. I was alone with a friend of mine in the supply room, we were sorting things for the trip when I asked him about “stroking and spurting.” “Just stroke it until your white pee comes out.” was all Cory told me. “I…have been stroking it, and no white pee comes out. It just feels good and then shrinks.” I said. Cory shrugged and said. “I can’t make white pee either, but my brother Andy showed me what to do.” Cory paused, seeming to think something over, and spoke again. “We should be alone for awhile up here and…I can show you if you want.” I nodded, walking over to the supply room door and locking it. Cory unzipped his fly and pulled out his erect penis. He was gorgeously tan courtesy of his Italian mother, and his dick was tan up until a dark ridge an inch before his pink head. I gasped in wonder even though this was not the first time I had seen his penis (we had mandatory showers in gym class), this was the first time I had seen him fully erect and had the opportunity to stare without being ridiculed. “You…don’t have a foreskin like me.” I commented. He nodded and said. “All the boys in my family were circle-sized at birth...except for Ping…but he is adopted.” Cory had three brothers: Ping (14), Andrew (16), and Sean (18), and three sisters: Trisha (22), Danielle (16, Andrew’s twin), and Kylie (13, Cory’s twin). Twins apparently ran in his family. “Circumcised.” I corrected. He smiled and nodded. “Ping seems to really enjoy his dick-skin, but I think circumcised penises look nicer.” he said, his hand brushing his dick. I shrugged and said. “I like my foreskin.” Cory was still hard, his head turning a slightly darker color as he made a ring with his index finger and thumb and circled his penis. He began to move these fingers up and down his shaft, from near the base to the ridge that bulged out to form the glans penis. He must have stroked himself for a minute, making sure that I was watching, probably noticing that my hand had drifted into my pants and was stroking the quite noticeable tent that had formed. “You just touch it like this, see?” he said, pausing. “Since…I showed you what I do…can you show me how you do it?” he asked. In reply my khaki shorts and underwear hit the floor to reveal my erect member. It was Cory’s turn to gasp as he stared at my crotch. I gently gripped my foreskin and slid it forward to cover my head entirely, and then I rolled it slowly back down the head and shaft. I wanted him to get a good view of just how useful the foreskin could be. I pumped my foreskin up and down for probably two minutes. I was drawn rapidly back into the world of Cory and the locked supply room when I felt his hand catch mine in mid-stroke. His erect penis still protruded from his fly as he spoke. “Do you mind if I touch it once? You can touch mine, if you want.” I wanted to, and implied as much by wrapping my fingers firmly around his shaft and working them up around his pinkish-red head. I gave him a few quick but tight strokes before I looked up at his face and said. “Okay, your turn.” he smiled and, with surprising gentleness, drew my foreskin up around my head. He then pulled it back to its full extent before, holding the skin back with one hand, wrapping his fingers around my head and stroking lightly. Without really knowing why, I began to hump his hand. Unlike when I touched him for short time, Cory just kept going, switching between using the foreskin and working on me directly with his fingers. It felt indescribably good to feel another person touch me there. As Cory continued to stroke me I moaned and got the usual good feeling, this time it was really intense, but still not the white pee that he spoke of.

It would take a more helpful and generous friend named Bobby to bring me to my first ejaculation. Bobby was the same age as me, 13, though he had hit puberty earlier than me, and it showed. I had been paddling aft--we had no destination really: the scoutmaster only said that Bobby and I had to camp somewhere across the rather large lake for the next two nights, so I had been letting us drift slowly in that direction. For safety’s sake we each had been given cell phones with the numbers of others to call in case of an emergency. Bob looked back at me and said something softly, smiling. I had been totally lost in thought, staring rather blankly out at the forested shore. “What?” I said, tilting my head slightly and smiling in return. “I’ve got to pee. Do you mind if I just go over the side…or do you want to head for land and I can find a tree, if you don’t want to watch?” Bobby said, clutching his crotch to emphasize a full bladder. “Oh.” I said. “Just pee over the side, I don’t mind.” “Great, thanks.” he replied. Bobby shifted his weight where he sat near the bow, knelt gingerly toward starboard, and pulled down his swimming trunks to piss over the side. Bobby’s semi-erect penis was ringed by a blond tuft of pubic hair, he held his member for a second, stroking it idly as he waited for his urine to flow. I stared fixedly at Bobby’s circumcised penis, wanting to crawl forward and hold it for him while he peed. Bobby had not seemed to notice my gaze, so I simply sat and watched as my tent-and-canoe mate whizzed over the side: a clear stream arcing from the tip of his penis to the blue-green waters of the lake. He appeared to have drunk the better part of his canteen over the last two hours of canoeing, and so that clear stream continued for a number of seconds. I noticed an urge to piss rising within me as I watched his stream falter and stop. He shook the last drops from his uncovered head and sat back down in the canoe, not bothering to pull his suit up. Already kneeling to starboard with my trunks around my knees, penis out and foreskin pulled back, I said. “Do you mind if I follow suit, Bob?” Bobby turned slightly in his seat to regard me. “Fire away, dude.” It felt like an eternity: waiting there, hand on my slowly hardening penis, holding it over the calm lake, just waiting for things to start flowing. Eventually my bladder complied and I peed into the lake, watching the jet of urine make small bubbles in the surrounding water. I gently shook my glans, making sure to keep the foreskin back as I did so. As I did this, I noticed Bobby had turned around and watched me the entire time. He was still naked, his swimming trunks lying in a heap on the floor of the canoe, and he was visibly erect. Being watched went from giving me stage fright, which many boys tend to have when peeing near others, to a desire to keep going. I coaxed a few more small jets of piss into the water before my bladder was well and truly emptied. Bobby was blushing bright red as I sat down to face him. “We…should find a place to pitch our tent.” I said, looking at the sky, it was mid-afternoon--and we had quite some time before we actually needed to pitch a tent, but all the same, it was better to get it done soon, so we could spend the rest of the afternoon swimming before we cooked dinner. Bobby nodded, scanning the mostly tree-ringed shore until he found an inlet. He tilted his head in the direction of that inlet, and we made our way there. On landing we found that we were alone, on an island, actually. Small island though it was, we knew we would have a good view of anyone who wanted to camp in what was definitely our site. After our tent was pitched, we went back in for a swim--my trunks lay beside Bob’s in the canoe. We frolicked in the water, splashing and sporting about as you would expect. Eventually we decided to dry off, so we headed in and lay on our towels, letting our naked bodies soak up the afternoon sunlight. I looked over at Bobby, his penis was rock hard and pointing skyward. “Dude,” I said, deciding now was as good a time as any to ask him about masturbating and the question of white pee. Bobby looked over at me, not bothering to cover up his erection. I went on. “Do you know how to shoot white pee?” He smiled, lighting up the beach. “You mean cum?” he asked, I hesitated and then nodded as he continued. “Yeah, I do. You just…wait, you know how to, right?” he said. “Well…” I said, blushing. “I know how to stroke it.” I pulled back my foreskin and then moved it up my hardening penis. “But I just can’t seem to shoot it yet.” I said. “Oh.” Bobby said, pausing. “Do you want…do you want me to show you how I do it?” “Yes. Yes. Yes.” I said. Bobby smiled. “Alright, let’s go inside the tent, though, so nobody paddling by sees us.” he said. We went inside the ratty nylon tent, the tarp-floor already covered by woolen blankets we used in place of sleeping bags. Bobby gestured for me to sit down, I did so, then he turned around and began rummaging for something in his backpack. I found myself captivated by his ass, by his scrotum, by his thighs. I wanted to feel him, to stroke every inch of his skin as he stroked me, made me get that good feeling, and just perhaps, shoot ‘cum’ as Bobby called it. Bobby sat back down holding a box of tissues in one hand and some hand cream in the other. He placed both items down on the blankets between us. “Okay. Now, first we are going to go over some terms--if you are going to do something, do it right.” Bobby said. “First, while it can be called “stroking it”, or a number of other things, masturbation is the appropriate term for touching yourself until you cum. Cum, spelled C-U-M or C-O-M-E, is what shoots out, though sometimes it just dribbles, of the penis when you have an orgasm. Cum is whitish and sticky, not like pee. It is also called semen. Got that?” I nodded. “Sure, masturbation makes you shoot cum.” “What masturbation does,” he said. “Is trick the penis into thinking it is having sex, until it is tricked so well that you make yourself shoot cum. Girls do it by touching the clitoris. Sarah showed me hers, it is kind of like a mini penis.” My penis was rock hard as he spoke, especially after he mentioned Sarah, his sister. In the afternoon light of that tent his body was beautiful, as was his circumcised penis. I wanted to touch him so badly, to take him in my hands and stroke him. He edged closer to me. “I am, uh, I mean, we are going to make you shoot cum. You are thirteen and definitely well developed enough.” he said, eyeing my crotch. “It might feel like you have to pee, but then it will feel really, really good. Just trust me. Let me touch you.” He looked at me with an almost hungry look in his eyes. I nodded, sliding my foreskin down from my glans and gesturing as if to say ‘I’m all yours.’ My entire body shivered with excitement as he touched me that first time. I felt his breath hot on my crotch as he knelt over me. Bobby seemed to be fascinated by my penis, gently sliding the foreskin back fully, as if he was trying to figure out just what made me tick. “Now it looks just like mine.” He slid it forward, back over the head. He kept doing this for one minute, then two, then three. I could feel that good feeling building within me, the sense of a nervous pleasure-filled feeling, but there was something else to. I felt a need to piss, to just let it pour out of me in a flood. Affirming what Bobby had said earlier, I said, “it feels like I’m going to pee.” I attempted to get up and move towards the tent flap, but Bobby’s hand gently pushed my chest back to the ground. “Good. It means you are close.” he said. While his right hand stroked my foreskin and glans, pumping the first and occasionally fondling the second, his left hand had been cradling my scrotum. His left hand moved from my balls to his mouth, he licked his middle finger before sliding it under my scrotum. I felt, distantly, his cool, wet finger touch my butt hole. I gasped softly. And then I felt it go deeper, actually into my ass. I cried out in pleasure. As this happened, something else was about to occur, something even more amazing: my first orgasm. “I’m, I’m, I’m…” I sputtered. “Cum, Jake, squirt over my fingers.” Bobby said, his finger still toying with my butt as he kept pumping my penis with his other hand. I began to gently hump his fingers when I finally came. I screamed, feeling semen rush out of my urethra, one rope, two, three, four. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh. Yes. Please. God. Oh. YES!” I cried out. Another spurt of cum shot forth, and then I felt each of them land on my chest in sequence. It was so warm and yet cool on my skin. Bobby milked every drop of semen out of my shuddering body. The pleasure only intensified as he went on pumping my softening penis. I moaned under his fingers. His hands were soaked with semen; then again, so was most of my torso. Not that I really noticed at the time--I just wanted to make him feel as good as he had made me. I turned to look at Bobby and put my hand around his penis. He was circumcised, but I remembered how Cory had shown me he pleasured himself, so I parroted those movements as best I could and began to stroke Bobby. His penis was dripping pre-cum, and his shaft felt smooth under my fingers. Bobby restrained my hand for a moment, opened up the tube of hand cream, and smeared a little on his shaft and glans. I was noticeably confused. “You’re doing great, your fingers feel really nice. But since I don’t have a foreskin, my penis needs a little lotion. It makes things go smoother.” he said. “Makes it feel like your hand is actually a girl’s pussy.” He let go of my hand and began to gently thrust into the ring of my fingers. He moaned as his thrusts picked up speed, my stroking fingers tightening around his circumcised member. “Oh, Jake. I’m going to shoot.” Bobby said, almost in a whisper. He was moaning with pleasure as his breathing got faster and faster. Bobby’s balls tightened up and his penis throbbed in my hand as his hot juices began to flow. He let out a high pitched shout, almost an animal yelp, as semen, warm and thick, shot from his glans in jets that spattered my hands and chest. He bucked under my hand as I stroked his shrinking member, little drops of cum dripping out of him and onto my fingers. Bobby gasped for breath and collapsed on the tent floor next to me.

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A bunch of us guys get together regularly to play poker every week. None of us were married but were dating and in our late 20's. After awhile of playing poker with the same bunch of guys week after week and none of us had much money we got a little bored and started coming up with all kinds of weird poker games to play. Some of the games were ridciulous and silly and some were a lot of fun. After a couple of weeks of playing these weird games one night we completely ran out of ideas of new games and one of the guys said let's play strip poker since we have no money left. Since all of us were straight we just looked at each other and waited for someone to say something. I know everyone was thinking the same thing. It could be fun and interesting but a little weird. Finally someone said well that isn't any more weird then some of the games we have been playing. There was some uncomfortable seconds while everyone was building up the nerve to say they agreed when one brave soul said let's do it. Having never played strip poker with girls let alone with all guys I was a little apprehensive. Not that I was shy about my body. I go regularly to a gym and shower there but this was a little more intimate. I was pretty sure none of these guys, as familiar as we were with each other, had ever seen the others naked nor wanted to. I could tell on their faces that they too were hesitant to join in. Finally all agreed and we made the rules and made sure everyone had the same number of peices of clothing. Before we started someone suggested that the first guy to lose all of his clothes had to do what ever we all decided he had to do as a dare. By this time everyone was getting more relaxed, laughing and having fun and more ideas and suggestions came out that made the stakes a lot higher then just losing your clothes. The first round I was the big loser and had to take off my shirt. That wasn't too weird since I often go around shirtless and I am guessing nobody else thought that was to weird. The second round one of the other guys lost his shirt and we were starting to really loosen up and having fun and making jokes about everyone and what we were going to do to the last guy. By the end of the fourth round 3 of us had lost our shirts and one guy had lost his shoes. He decided to start from the bottom. The guy to my right had not lost anything and he was bragging alot and we all decided he would pay the biggest price if and when he lost all of his clothes. Eventually everyone but the guy next to me had lost shoes, socks, shirts and jeans. 3 of us were sitting there in our boxers playing cards with a guy that was completely clothed and really rubbing it in. The next five rounds the clothed guy had lost every time and was now completely nude with not a stitch of clothing. We were all laughing so hard it took us a while to decide what he should do. I have to admit it was kind of a turn on to see all of us sitting there in our boxers and having fun and one of the guys with nothing on and getting very nervous about what we were going to make him do. The final vote was for him to stand at the card table in front of all of us and see how long it takes him to get a hard on with out touching his dick. I can't tell you how hard we were laughing and how much he was straining to get it hard. What a surprise that he finally made it and we all clapped and continued to play cards. Unfortunately I was the next person to lose and that meant off with the boxers with nothing left. I felt really strange standing up in front of these guys and stripping down to nothing as they all cheered and jeered at my nakedness. Then I began to worry what they were going to have me do and I got really nervous. After much discussion and laughing and coming up with ridiculous ideas they all decided I had to jack off in front of them until I came all over the table. I was really nervous enough to maybe not do it but I decided what the hell this might be fun and not as bad as some of the other suggestions and started stroking my dick to get it hard. I was really getting into it and I noticed that some of the other guys were getting a little excited and the nude guy that lost before me began stroking his dick and watching me. I was in a such a fever that I didn't think I could last very long seeing everybody around the table jacking off at the same time. I remember hearing a lot of moans and oh yeah's and I just kept stroking and rubbing my balls as that really turns me on when I masterbate. This frenzy went on for about 10 minutes when I knew I couldn't hold back any longer and let the jiz squirt clear across the table and onto the guy across from me. At about the same time my cum hits him he shoots an enourmous wad across the table. Quickly, the other two guys came at the same time and the table was covered with cum. I had never seen so much cum in my life in one spot. By then we all looked at each other and started laughing and saying what a trip that was and then someone says lets play one more round and the loser has to lick up the cum off the table. I thouoght that was a bit extreme and wasn't sure I could do that since I have never tasted cum before. The others all agreed so we played one more round and you guessed it - I lost and knew I had no way out but lick up all that cum. I was beginning to feel a little sick but knew I had to do it as they were all laughing and yelling at me to start licking. I began with a small taste of some thin cum in front of me and discovered that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I then moved on to a larger pile that was very thick and white. That was a little hard to get down but soon discovered this wasn't too bad and I could probably finish. They kept pushing me to lick up more until it was all gone and so I decided to just jump in and do it and I cleaned every bit off the table and swallowed it and it wasn't all that bad. When everyone was getting ready to leave we decided to have another "special" card night. That was an experience I will never forget and we have not done it since. Although I am straight I now seem to have a taste for cum and have considered various possibilities.

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as I read these storys about men sucking an humping each other makes me so hot an hard that I want to try it I got on the pc an started to chat with some till I found someone about my age that was interested we talked for about a monththen we said we should meet he said that he lived alone that I could come to his place then he told me how to get there when I arrived at the door he opened it an said that he wes watching for me as we talked I told him that this my first time with another man I was very shy he came up to me an unziped my pants an took hold of my penis then he unziped his pants an told me to take his penis out it was the time I ever held another mans penis then he said lets get undressed when we was both naked he had me to sit down he got down on his kbees an took me in his mouth an sucked me ever so slow it felt so good I was thrusting in his mouth I told him if he didnt stop that I was going to cum he kept on sucking I came the biggest I had ever cum he sucked me dry then he asked me how I liked it I told him that was the first I was sucked an I loved it then he asked me to do him I told him that I had never sucked a penis but I would try I got between his legs an touched it with my tongue it was so smooth an his precum tasted so good that I took him in my mouth I couldnt belive as hard as it was but so soft an hot here I was sucking my first penis an loving it it didnt take him long to cum an I swallowed every drop I told him that I enjoyed hie penis then I asked if he would hump me he said yes but it would hurt a little but it wouldnt last long I will take it slow an easy he lubed me up as himself then he put my legs on his shoulders put his penishead at my hole an pushed in he told me to bear down when I did his penishead slipped in then he stopped for a bit told that the worst was over then he slid all the way in he humped me for about ten minutes as came in me that was my first time I loved every bit of it an it is not my last time

|Sleepover||

Me and my friend were having a sleepover back when I was 14 and a Freshman in highschool. He was only 1 year younger than me then and we were at a sleepover at my place. We ate snacks and watched TV for a while then went to bed. I was in my underwear and he in jeans shirtless. We shared my bed cause we really didn't think nothing of it and weren't really intending on doing anything.

We were talking and the discussion got to Masturbation. We talked about it for a few minutes and it got us horny. I was wearing lose boxers with a large hole that my erection poked right out of. The covers were a bit up a bit and I saw a large bulge in his jeans. We talked about it for a couple of minutes more and I got horny so I pulled my underwear off and started to stroke myself. He was a bit surprised but soon he pulled his jeans and underwear off and was doing it to.

We jacked that way for a bit and then he asked me if I wanted to jack together. He had never tried it with another guy. I agreed and put my hand on his penis and began to stroke him. He began to do the same for me. We did this for a bit and before we could orgasm, he asked if he could suck my penis. I said OK. He sucked me for a good 5 minutes before I cummed and then I sucked him as well. He orgasmed into my mouth and filled it with his cum. I lifted my head from his penis with cum dribbling down my face and swallowed. We made out for a while and then he asked me if I would penetrate him. He was curious how if felt. I agreed and he got on his hands and knees and it began. It felt so good to cum into his ass and the warmth around my penis felt amazing.

We did this for a while and in the shower the next morning. We still masturbate together and have only had intercourse one other time. We agreed that we weren't gay and weren't going to behave like it. We have girl friends now.

Mutual Masturbation can be a fun bonding experience for two friends to do.

|farmer day||

It was farmer day right before the big game, won’t say which schools, and my friend lets go with Jake went all out. Jake was pretty good looking had a six pack, strong arms and legs, short brown hair, no hair under or on arms, and a great smile. He decided to wear a cowboy hat, flannel shirt, jeans, and boots and for some reason this really turned me on. We went to the big game but it got rained out we jumped in my car and went to my house. Jake stayed that night because the weather was really getting bad. My parents where in Europe at the time so we had the house to ourselves. We were freezing from the rain so we striped out of our wet cloths and got into the hot tub. We had seen each other naked before because we were on the football team. So while we got warmed up we just talked about stuff we saw at the game like these two really hot girls who we never got numbers for and about how the swim team was wearing speedos. While I was talking about how I got pushed into a guy with a speedo on and accidentally felt him up Jake started to get turned on. So I grabbed his dick that I could barely fit my hand around and jacked him off then he did the same for me. Once we got tired we crawled in to bed and passed out. During the night the storm worsened and I woke up and got a little scared Jake was awake to and said “Come over close to me so you won’t be scared.” When I did he said “Put your head on my shoulder and wrap your arm around me I’m cold.” So we just lied there awhile then I noticed Jake reach over with one of his hands and grabbed my penis. After he finished me off I grabbed his penis but after about five minutes he told me to stop. He asked if I had ever thought about him sexually I said “yes.” He said that he had thought about me to and said “I think we should step this up some. I want you. I need this.” So I went down on him and sucked his dick. When he got really hard he told me to stop and said “I hope you’re as ready as I am for this.” And he went inside me. He went to town on me and made me moan. It was a strange feeling he really pushed me hard and it was even stranger when he came inside of me. In the morning Jake wanted to do it again but this time he was a little gentler. We still fool around sometimes but not as much.

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By the age of 2, I’d lost both parents; my father in the army and my mother in a car accident. This left my brother, Andrew, three years my senior, and me, Matthew, orphans. Our maternal grandparents wanted Andy, but not me because I was “too young”. Fortunately, my father’s sister and brother-in-law, who couldn’t have children, readily took me. They lavished affection on me and, when I was 3, they legally adopted me. I was very soon calling them ‘mum’ and ‘dad’ – and still do. During the first decade of my life, I only saw Andy about a dozen times. Once, he was allowed to go on holiday with us, which we both enjoyed immensely. Perhaps because of that, he was never allowed to go again. I used to fantasize about him living with us permanently. (And so, I discovered later, did he.) However, when Andy was 15, grandfather died and, a year later, grandmother had a fatal heart attack. Poor Andy, now alone, was invited to come to us: he came willingly. I was over the moon! A double bed and additional cupboards and drawers were put into my bedroom. It was now OUR room. I’d finally got the brother I’d so desired. The first day he was with us, I asked him dozens of questions about himself, and he didn’t seem to mind. The questions didn’t stop when we got into bed: I asked him there if he had a girl friend. No, he replied promptly, he hadn’t and didn’t want one; which answer surprised me, but I was pleased to know I had no rival! I asked if he really was glad to be with us, and he answered readily that he was, so I told him just how much I’d always wanted him. In answer, he put his arm, caressingly, around me, and I moved to lie closer to him; but as I settled beside him, I felt something hard pressing against me. I reached over to discover that it was his penis, rigidly erect, sticking out through the front of his pyjama trousers! “That’s much bigger than mine!” I told him, feeling it. “Is that because you’re a ‘big’ brother?” Andy chuckled and said, “Something like that.” “Why is it so stiff now though?” I enquired. “It’s telling you that I like you – a lot!” was Andy’s significant reply. I didn’t quite understand, but I continued to explore and he didn’t stop me. I soon discovered his pubic hair, something else that, at 13, I knew little about. “I’ve not got hair like this. Why?” I asked, running my fingers through it. “No, you won’t have,” he replied, “until you’re a little older.” “But my dick’s stiff, like yours,” I declared, “even though it’s not as big.” At this, Andy gently slipped his hand inside my trousers and, breathing heavily I remember, he soon found my penis. To my surprise, he not merely felt it but began to stroke it slowly. This sent shivers through me! After maybe a minute, he asked me, in a hoarse whisper, if I liked what he was doing. Yes, I told him, I did; but I was wondering if we ought to be doing it. “Well, if you like it,” Andy whispered, ignoring my doubts, “then do the same to me.” I took hold of his penis again and began to duplicate just what he was doing to mine. He breathed in sharply and whispered softly, “Oh, that’s great.” Then, louder, he said, “Keep on doing it, Matt. Don’t stop.” He was clearly enjoying it because he began thrusting his hips back and forth in rhythm with my stroking. Soon, Andy changed his action from merely stroking to really rubbing me, so I did the very same to him. By his quickening breathing, I knew his climax was building, as was mine. “Is this what brothers do together?” I asked him excitedly. “Oh, yeah,” he whispered between his gasps, “this is what being a brother is all about, Matt. Just keep on doing it.” I could feel my own passion rising by this time and had also, like him, started to rock back and forth. Suddenly, Andy said, “Push the bedclothes down and open my pants wide. And then watch!” I stopped rubbing and did as instructed. I could clearly see his erect penis, about 7” of it, absolutely rigid, and I saw that it was throbbing slightly and its exposed glans was shiny wet. “Go on, Matt,” Andy instructed, still in that same hoarse, excited whisper, “get hold of it again and really rub!” All this time, he’d been rubbing me, so I grasped his penis in my fist and really worked on it: “Oh, that’s it. Keep doing it,” he whispered. I rubbed harder and Andy, moaning with every move I made, kept rocking back and forth vigorously. Suddenly, he croaked, “It’s coming, Matt! It’s coming!” He thrust himself forward and I felt his penis stiffen and harden; and then he ejaculated - something I’d not seen before - and I watched in amazement as his semen seemed to explode out on to his bare body. He had his eyes closed tightly and his mouth open as though in pain, but I knew it was sheer ecstasy he was feeling, so I kept rubbing until he stopped ejaculating, and then I gradually slowed down, but didn’t stop until he told me to. I then lay quietly beside him, just looking at him. After a time, he opened his eyes and smiled at me: “Come on, little brother,” he said, “and let’s reward you for doing what a good brother should!” He turned towards me, took me into his arms and kissed me. Then, laying me back on the bed, he took hold of my small but rigid penis. He started to rub it slowly, but soon speeded up until I was feeling the mounting ecstasy he’d felt only minutes earlier. I’d masturbated often before so I knew what to expect. Thrusting hard, just as he’d done, I felt the orgasm approaching. Andy, watching me closely, asked, “Is it coming, little brother?” I nodded, closed my eyes and pushed hard into his rapidly rubbing hand; and Andy said, “Go for it then. Let it come!” Seconds later, it did come, in wonderful, shattering, rapturous waves. Andy kept rubbing until every last sensation had throbbed through me, and then I fell back breathless. He took me in his arms again and kissed me hard. As he released me, he said, “If this is having a brother, then I’m glad I’ve now got one, Matt; and that you’re him!” I nodded my agreement, clinging to him. Shortly, he pushed me away with a grin, and said, “Oh, look at you, Matt! You’re all wet with my ‘come’. It’s all on the front of your pyjama jacket! We’d better clean you up.” He slipped out of bed and, as he did, his pyjama pants fell to the floor, and I remember thinking how great his bare bum looked, and I wanted to caress it. He stepped out of the pants and went across to his clothes. Taking a handkerchief from his pocket, he came back and wiped my pyjamas and then his own chest and belly. He put the handkerchief under his pillow and took off his jacket. Then, completely naked, he stripped my pyjamas off me, and I made no attempt to stop him. “Let’s sleep ‘starkers’,” Andy said, lying down beside me. As we settled, he asked, “So you like having a brother, Matt?” and I replied that I did and asked him if all brothers did what we’d just done. “I don’t know about all brothers,” Andy replied, embracing and gently kissing me, “but I reckon these two brothers will, don’t you?” I nodded and cuddled close to him, savouring the feel of his bare flesh against mine and the warm, musky smell of him as he held me in his arms. “I love you, little brother Matt,” Andy whispered tenderly, his lips on my cheek. “I’ve always loved you, Andy,” I answer, equally tenderly. Reaching down, I took hold of his penis. Though it had wilted somewhat, I asked, “Can I go to sleep holding it?” “As my official brother, you can hold it whenever you like,” Andy replied, “and do with it what you like - as I’ll do for you.” With that, he took hold of my little weapon, itself now flaccid, kissed me, and we settled down together. We soon slept, both satisfied; and both delighted with the brother we’d each just discovered. From the start, mum and dad lavished on Andy the same love they’d lavished on me and, though he could actually remember our real parents, Andy, too, was soon calling them ‘mum’ and ‘dad’. The weeks passed and Andy and I, regularly masturbating together, became almost inseparable. Mum and dad were delighted to see this, but I’m sure they never knew what Andy and I had going between us; or if they did, they never let on. One weekend, Andy and I went camping and, on the first night, after we’d made each other ‘come’ as usual, I asked him yet again about girl friends. I was curious about this because I was beginning to take notice of girls, but Andy didn’t seem interested. He took me in his arms and said, “Listen, Matt, there’s something I need to explain to you. No, I haven’t got a girl friend, and never have had; and the reason is that I’m homosexual. I’ve known that since I was about 13. Do you understand what that means?” No, I said; so he carefully explained to me. When he’d finished, Andy said, “Now you see why I’m not interested. I’d rather do the things we do any day than screw a girl.” I was surprised, but I accepted it and tried hard to please him – a very pleasant task! – whenever we masturbated. Actually, as I grew older, I bedded quite a few girls and enjoyed it. (So that makes me bisexual!) Andy accepted this, though, and I always related my latest adventure when we next masturbated together. At various times, we experimented with both anal and oral sex, but I didn’t enjoy anal sex much, finding it rather uncomfortable. Andy liked it on occasions, and I was always happy to do it to him; but each time, I had to masturbate him as well while doing it or he didn’t ‘come’. We quite often gave each other oral sex, but only as a preliminary to mutual masturbation. Undoubtedly, this was our favourite form of sex; and we kept the activity fresh and exciting by finding different ways of doing it to each other – and we found dozens! When Andy had been with us just over a year, I reached puberty: I grew pubic hair, my penis was soon about 7” and, like Andy, I too ejaculated during sex. This certainly improved our sessions together. We were fascinated to discover that our penises were now almost identical, even to the position of certain blood vessels, and we both had a slight upward curve. Actually, once I’d matured, we seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time examining each other’s ‘hardware’: which always finished in mutual masturbation! Mum and dad one day asked us, now we were growing up, if we’d like to move to a bigger house so that we could have separate rooms. That was the last thing we wanted! No, we told them: we were quite happy sharing a room (and a bed!), so why spend money buying a bigger house? This they accepted. Eventually, Andy went to college to study electronics, but he chose to attend our local polytechnic so that he could still sleep (and masturbate!) with me. When the time came for me to go to university, to read English Literature, I too chose the local one, even though I could have gone to Oxford, because I wanted to go on sleeping with Andy. We are now in our late twenties, and still share a room and still masturbate together. Occasionally, there’s a girl in my life, but never in my (or our) bed: I get into hers instead! No, that’s not quite true. Once, slightly drunk, I took a girl back to our tent when we were camping. As I lay on top of her, screwing her vigorously, Andy came and lay beside us. So, reaching over, I began, with equal vigour, to rub his erect penis. It was interesting when we all three climaxed – almost together! Whatever heterosexual adventures I have, though, I always return to Andy who awaits me with open arms – and a stiff penis!

|The innocence of youth||

When I was young, probably around 12-years-old, my best friend would often spend the night at my home, and vice versa. One night we were watching TV in my living room, and a Girls Gone Wild commercial flickered on the TV set. Without warning he took out his penis and just let it hang freely, fully erect. It was a beautiful trim penis, circumcised as well, and being too young to understand adult notions about sex, I quickly took out my penis. This is to say we were too young to know anything other than stimulating the genitals felt good, we didn't categorize it outside of that. Now we were both sitting with fully erect shafts in the living room, which could prove to be a problem even though everyone was asleep. We moved into my bedroom, and shut the door. Sitting on the edge of my bed I watched him stroke his penis while I did mine. Soon I took out a pornographic magazine and laid it on the bed and we each sat facing each other from opposite sides of the bed. Our arousal levels both peaked looking at a picture of a beautiful brunette with large natural breasts, a lean body, and dildo half inside her pussy (or at least this is what did it for me). He asked me touch his penis, which I was apprehensive about at first but euphoria overwhelmed me and I grabbed his hard smooth penis and pumped it aggresively, and he did the same. Now we both had our hands in each others laps in what I can only recall as pure ectasy. The feeling of a pulsating penis in the grip of your hand is surprisingly erotic. We didn't cum yet, however. We climbed into my bed and I climbed on top of him and started sliding my body up and down so that our pulsing peniss touched each other, this was also powerful; the pressure I applied with my body weight made it so we were essentially masturbating each other hands free. I was estatic and wanted to cum. Before climax though my friend suggested putting my penis in his butt, I was unsure about it and gently slid my penis in and out of his almost perfectly round butt cheeks, but never entered. Finally the moment of truth arrived and we both assumed the mutual position again and worked on each others penis simultaneously. My breathing became laboured, but before I could climax I felt his warm semen flow down his beautifully curved shaft and all over my hand. At the sight of this I couldn't hold mine any longer and I told him to pound as hard as he could. The climax consumed me and I just let go as precums gave way to long spirts of semen squirting out of my urethra and all over his hand. It was one of the best orgasms I can remember yet, all due to it being my first mutual masturbation session, really my first real sexual act with another person.

After this we tried it again but it wasn't the same, he wanted to know if we could do anal and I said no, and also if I would put my mouth on his penis, and I also said no. That was my only "gay" experience, and I am deeply heterosexual outside of this taboo meeting of two young friends. I'm 18 now, and I still remember how nice it was to have his penis in my hands, this being the only exception to my heterosexuality, I would like to relive that eploratative experience and feel what it's like to have his penis in my mouth and swallow his semen. The only problem is that he moved away down state, and we rarely see each other any more, however I'll be looking forward to our next meeting as I know he is still interested in the same.

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Some time ago, I wrote about mutual masturbation with a remarkably virile boy called Daniel. Well, it was through mutual masturbation, years before my encounter with Daniel of course, that I first realised my true sexual orientation. I discovered masturbation when I was about 8, and from then on, I did it regularly; well, daily! I didn’t consider it as “sex”: it was just enjoyably exciting. When I was 11, though, I began at a new all- boys’ school which stressed physical education: gymnastics, games and, especially, swimming. I often saw boys naked, therefore, and I soon realised that I enjoyed looking at their nude bodies. If I got an opportunity to feel another lad, I always took it; and I did by then recognise it as “sex”. At the end of my first year at the school, our family went on holiday with the Hardys, some folks my parents had known many years. We rented a house for a fortnight on the north east coast of England. It was quite a long journey to our holiday home so it was evening when we arrived, therefore once we had eaten, it was bedtime. This house had three bedrooms, so Mr and Mrs Hardy and four year old daughter Aileen went into one room; my mother and father and sister Dot went into the second one; and Jerry Hardy, who was 15, and I - now aged 12 - went into the third, a double-bedded room. Jerry and I always got on well together in spite of our age difference and were pleased to have a room of our own. We climbed into bed and for a time we talked, but then I began to doze and soon fell asleep. Suddenly, I awoke to find that Jerry had opened my pyjama jacket and was gently stroking my bare abdomen. I didn’t know how to react to this, so I pretended still to be asleep. Soon, he slid his hand inside my pyjama trousers and began to grope around. By now, I had an erection, and it didn’t take him long to find it. My erection was small, barely three inches, but it was none the less intense for me. I still pretended to be asleep, and so Jerry began sliding my foreskin back and forth, which really aroused me, and after about ten minutes, he made me ‘come’. Never before having been masturbated by another person, the experience was fantastic. Jerry didn’t seem to realise I’d ‘come’ and kept on rubbing - and I still pretended to be asleep; and after a while, I ‘came’ again. Jerry kept on rubbing me until he got tired of it, and then he stopped, but not until I’d climaxed a third time. Eventually, he turned over and settled down to sleep. I was a while before I went to sleep because I had plenty to think about, especially how much I’d enjoyed another boy masturbating me. The next morning, though, when we got up, Jerry made no mention of what he’d done to me. That second night, I was really looking forward to bedtime, hoping that Jerry would do it to me again. We’d only been in bed a few minutes, however, when he suddenly asked me, “Rick, do you ever – you know - ‘toss off’?” Yes, I replied, admitting that I did it often. He then wanted to know if I’d ever done it with anybody else. I said I hadn’t. Then, Jerry asked, “Would you like to see my penis?” Yes, I told him! He pushed down the blankets, unfastened his pyjama trousers and flipped out his penis. It was enormous! I had never - nor have I since - seen one that size. He was, of course, erect, and his penis must have been ten or eleven inches long - and of a matching girth. I stared and said, “Blimey! I don’t believe it!” “It’s not bad, is it?” Jerry asked proudly. “Would you like to feel at it?” Of course, I seized hold of it, and he asked, “How’d you like to be ‘done’ with that?” “You’ll never find a girl big enough!” I told him as I experimentally squeezed and stroked it. “I’ve already found one,” he replied, grinning; and he told me how he’d been in the local woods one evening with a girl from his school. She’d let him penetrate her, but just before his orgasm, she’d made him pull out and he’d had to ejaculate into the grass. I said, “Strewth, I’ll bet you enjoyed that!” To my surprise, he replied, “It was all right, but I really prefer doing it with boys,” which statement took me by surprise; but it did ring sympathetic bells in my head. All this time, I’d been stroking him, so now he said, “If you want to see my penis in action, toss me off hard. I always think it feels better when somebody else does it for you.” I needed no further prompting and really belted away at him. It took me about a quarter of an hour, though, before he eventually croaked, “Keep going, Rick! It’s coming!” He stretched himself back on the bed, gripped the blankets either side and closed his eyes. I felt his huge penis harden in my hand and then begin to pulse and as I looked down, he ejaculated, something I’d never seen before. He seemed to me to pump out gallons before he suddenly relaxed and placed his hand on mine to stop me rubbing. I watched him slowly relax and then I fetched a towel and wiped him dry. For some time, we lay side by side, but I was raging myself by then - even at barely three inches! Eventually looking down, Jerry saw my state and said, “We’d better do something about you now, Rick. Just give me another minute.” He took hold of his own penis and began to rub it again, and it was soon erect. He told me to lie on my side and face him. When I did, he drew back his foreskin and, taking hold of my little tool, he placed my exposed glans beside his, and then he rolled his foreskin back over them both. It felt marvellous! Holding his foreskin in place, Jerry said, “Go on now, Rick: push hard inside me.” I readily complied and was soon mounting high. In a very short time, I knew I was about to ‘come’ and told him so. He began to thrust, too, and moments later, I climaxed with a groan of pleasure. It was the most thrilling moment I had ever experienced. When the rapture passed, I slowed down, but Jerry gasped, “No, don’t stop, Rick. I’m coming again!” I began thrusting and immediately realised I could build up for another orgasm. Jerry was thrusting hard by this time, too, and grunting with each movement and I knew he was nearly there. “God, it’s coming now,” he gasped only moments later, and with his left arm, he pulled me towards him. I felt his penis swell and pulse against mine, and then I realised I was moving easily inside him: he’d ‘come’ and his semen, trapped inside his foreskin, was acting as a lubricant for me. That pushed me over the top, and I knew I was going to ‘come’ again. Jerry held our penises together and let me climax inside his foreskin, though of course, I added nothing to the ‘sperm count’! At last, he released me and I pulled out of him. I felt my little penis, and it was slippery wet with semen. I loved it. Jerry took up the towel and wiped both of us, and then we stripped off our pyjamas and settled down beside each other naked. Jerry ask how I’d liked it, and I told him it was the most marvellous thing that had ever happened to me; and he replied, “Now you know why I’d rather do it with another boy.” Yes, I understood that. Something seemed to drop into place inside my mind, and in that instant, I knew that I should always prefer boys, too. Just before we fell asleep, Jerry put his arm around me. Responding, I wrapped my arms around him, and like that we went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, I took hold of his flaccid penis and started to massage it. Jerry, waking, was soon massively rampant, but he just lay there and let me make him ‘come’ again; and then he did me. The rest of that holiday was just one long orgy of masturbation whenever we were alone together. Every opportunity we could find to be on our own we took and must have made each other orgasm dozens of times. When we went to bed, we were at it for ages before we went to sleep. If we woke up during the night we’d do it, and there’d be another session when we woke up the next morning. The one who was awake first started on the other, and as soon as we were both erect, we masturbated each other to a fast and furious climax. By the end of the first week, both lots of parents commented that Jerry and I had become close friends, and seemed glad about it. They never guessed, though, what it was that cemented that closeness. At the end of the holiday when we went home, we continued our friendship. At least a couple of times a week, we’d ‘sleep over’ at each other’s house, and of course, it was wild, exciting mutual masturbation that went on between us every time. I could never get enough of Jerry’s massive penis, and he never denied me. He liked to suck me to the very brink, and then he took delight, by rubbing it, in making my little member throb and ‘come’. Jerry obviously enjoyed watching my rapturous delight as an orgasm ripped through me. Our folks never knew what we did! About a year and a half after we’d first done it, I reached puberty: pubic hair grew, I began to ejaculate; and my erect penis soon measured almost 7”. Not quite Jerry’s dimensions, but he was as pleased at my development as though he’d achieved it for me himself! Then, the following year, disaster struck: the Hardy family moved away and I only ever saw Jerry twice more; and I’ve never seen him since. That fortnight’s holiday, though, made me realise my homosexuality and set me on the course I’ve since steered. Thanks, Jerry, for opening my eyes! And for doing it with such wild abandon. What’s he doing, I wonder, with that colossal rod now? Perhaps, if he reads this, he’ll write back and tell me!

|summer fun||

During the summer, I was usually home alone because my parents had gone to work. They brought me to swim practice in the morning and I would walk home myself. One day, I saw my friend on the way back and I went to his house for the afternoon. His parents were at work too. When I was at his house, I was still wearing my speedo under my sweatpants. I asked to use his bathroom. I took off my sweatpants and realized I didn't bring boxers. I went out wearing my speedo and asked my friend to borrow underwear. He showed me his underwear drawer. I saw a pair of compression shorts with white marks in his drawer. That set the perfect conditions for asking him to masturbate with me. He took off his pants and put on the compression shorts. I began feeling his smooth butt and legs while he cupped my package with his hands. We were erect quickly. I reached into his shorts and began jacking his thick dick. His curved dick made it feel even more akward. Then, he reached into my speedo and did the same. I orgasmed, started to squirt, and he pulled his hand out of my speedo. While he pulled his hand out, he pulled my speedo down a bit, so I squirted most of my jizz on his floor. When my friend cummed, it didn't shoot hard, but he cummed for a long time. His shorts were soaked. We took off all our spandex, rinsed them off and hid them in a closet in the bathroom. In that closet, my friend also took out his wetsuit. He told me to put it on and I did. He filled up the tub and we got in together. I laid face up and he laid down, facing me. He started to hump and rub against the wetsuit I was wearing. We both had soft dicks, but I still felt an orgasm-like sensation. Without an erection, I magically cummed in the wetsuit. Before I knew it, I was swimming in my own cum. Then he cummed on me; he stood up and showed me that he had no erection. We turned on the shower and he started soaping up my wetsuit clad body. I pulled back his foreskin and he rubbed his bare dick on the suit. He hugged my slimy body and the water and cum inside my suit sloshed around. After 30 minutes in the shower, I saw that his dick was hard. Another 5 or so minutes and he started jizzing on the wetsuit again; this time, there wasn't so much cum. I took off the wetsuit, got my speedo, dressed, and left the mess for my friend to clean up. After that day, I tried the same thing myself. I put on my own wetsuit and humped a pillow. I successfully jizzed without getting hard.

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Recently I was over at a friend's house, and he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and was wearing a towel. I kided him about being shy and he admitted that he kind of was, and said that he would be embarrassed if he was naked and got an erection in front of me. I just shrugged and casually pointed out that it would be no big deal, that we were both guys, and that there was nobody else around. He hesitantly agreed and took off his towel, and within in about two minutes he was getting an erection. A really stiff one. He looked embarrassed and I said something about how that happens and was entirely natural. He said that was easy for me to say since I was sitting there with my clothes on. I told him that I'd take my clothes off too, if that made him feel more comfortable. So I got undressed and I got an erection, too. He appeared quite delighted by my own revealing arousal, and said that it was fun being naked with another guy like this and without having to worry about looking Gay. I agreed, thinking that it was fun being able to enjoy this kind of masculine experience with another guy. Well, just in a good natured way, being that unihibited put us both in a playfully affectionate mood. Being daring, we felt each other's erection, hugged, and even tried a few small kisses. It was really great, and I was surprised how much he was getting into this, letting me doing anything that I wanted. Feeling encouraged, we tried a little bit of oral sex, did some more mutal stroking, and tried a few more serious kisses. Again, he was just so willing and permissive, I began to wonder how far he would let me go. Lubing up with some hand lotion, I boldly made the attempt to have intercourse with him, which he allowed. That turned out great for both of us. Since then, we have had intercourse with each other on several occasions, enjoying as friends and as guys. I can only say, you never know where a little mutual masturbation will take you in a friendship!

|Emotional affair at work||

I had been divorced for about 10 years and was beginning to really get bored with my solo sex life. I had a male friend at work who began to meet me in the break room late afternoons for break and some talk. He listened and was very understanding about the abuse I took in my marriage. I was pretty niave and began to trust him to talk to me about how to begin dating again, and get back on my feet socially. He was so kind and gentle, and that's not what I was used to at all. He talked softly to me and eventually we hinted at sexuality and began talking about what turned each of us on. After meeting for break for several weeks, I began to notice our talks became more and more sexual, and eventually I was describing to him in detail how I pleasured myself, what I like in a partner and fantasies we had. One day, the talk became more and more sensual, and before I knew it we were talking about what my clit looks like, how I like it touched and exactly how I use my vibrator. I became very wet and he asked me if I was horny because my face was flushed. I could feel my clit begging for me to touch it. He continued to ask about the last time I came, and I told him it was last night. He asked me to tell him what I was thinking about, how I played with my nipples and slit, and what finally made me cum. I told him everything in graphic detail. He said, "Do you realize I have been rubbing my penis through my pants this whole time, and its so big it hurts?". I could hear myself sigh deeply. "Go ahead", he said gently, "you can reach into your pants and rub your clit--it's swollen isn't it?". "Yes, I can feel it aching", I breathed. He continued to gently persuade me. "I am almost there and in a minute I'm either going to cum in my pants or I'll need to leave and finish in the restroom. But first I want to see your face as you cum". I reached into my pants and rubbed my swollen wet clit in wide circles, barely moving--a skill I learned from my days of sharing a room with two sisters. It felt so good- -I couldn't remember feeling so aroused, and I was so slippery. I looked in his eyes and held his gaze, feeling my face flushed and my breathing quicken. Suddenly I knew I was at the edge and couldn't stop--I was past the point of being able to avoid the warm, liquid wave of a good cum. Just as I felt the first warm wave of oh-so-good pleasure, he involuntarily moved his hips and his breath came sharply. He had cum in his pants from just holding his hand over the head of his penis. That continues to be the strongest fantasy of shared masturbation I have, and to this day, many years later, can make me wet almost instantly when I relive our connection.

|pure pleasure||

it all started with my wifea long time agowe were naked in bed an fooling around she started to kissing my body an licking me up an down when she got to my crotch she took my penis ln her mouth it was very hard I nearly lost my mind it felt so good I moved around an started to lick her when I got to her pussy it smelled so good that I had to taste it so I licked her clit an down her pussy lips she started to moan an suck me harder so I pulled her over on top of me she tasted so good I licked an sucked her till we both came her cum tasted like honey thats when I found out that I loved to suck an eat pussy theres nothing like an she liked for me to suck her dry witch I did many times till she passed away I havent had any pussy to suck for a long time I realy miss it if you have never sucked a pussy you should try it I wish I had one to suck right now

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when I was about fourteen my cozsin came to stay with us he was a school teacher later on my parnets told us to go in to town an pick up my sister while we waited for her he reached over an unzipped my pants an took out my penis an was rubbing it he asked me if it felt good I told him that it felt very good then he leaned over an took me in his mouth an was sucking me I told him to stop someone might see us he asked me if I liked it I said very much about two weeks later he asked me if he could finsh what he started as we lived in the country we went for a walk it was a very warm nite so when we got to a secluded place he came up behind me an undone my pants an slide them down he took a hold of my penis which was very hard he already had his pants down an his penis was poking me ie my back I reached around an took hold of him he didnt have a penis it was the biggest penis I ever had a hold of then he laid me down on the grass an began to suck me I thought I would lose my mind it felt so good then he said that I could suck him if I wanted to but I didnt have to but there was his big shaft so I thought I would try it I could get the head in my mouth but as hard as it was but yet so soft I could help myself I had to suck it bleive me I loved it then we came in each others mouth it was great an we done it many times after that

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