[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6s29vn/my_first_jobud_experience_mm/?st=J69YK18I&sh=3329d1c3)
After that first experience (and a decent amount of time questioning my sexuality) we had another session at his house a couple weeks later while revisiting his father’s porn. It wasn’t nearly as exciting, as we didn’t strip completely naked and instead of jerking in his bathroom, where we had a great view, we sat on his bed. I could hardly see his shaft because he was stroking it while holding a wad of tissues. I still blew a load, but overall the experience was disappointing. I wondered if we would ever reach the intensity of our first time.
About a week after that, Matt was at my house hanging out. My family was away at my brother’s baseball tournament and we were beyond bored. Matt, always on the hunt for porn, suggested we look for porn in my parents’ bedroom. Of course I had already searched high and low through my father’s stuff and found nothing. But Matt thought outside the box: he looked in the drawer on my *mother’s* side of the bed and sure enough, two copies of Penthouse and The Joy of Sex book. We grabbed them and went up to my room. The pics in the book were surprisingly hot, and before long, I could feel my cock stirring as we paged through the book together. Matt was turned on too and we switched to the Penthouses, each of us taking one as we sat on my floor, leaning against my bed.
Soon enough, my shorts were tenting and I yanked them and my boxers off, eager to get started. I began to get that lightheaded feeling, so I took my shirt off as well, leaving me totally nude in front of my friend. Matt quickly followed suit, and there we sat, the afternoon sun slicing through the windows across our bodies, our cocks casting shadows onto the shag carpet.
“We’re gonna beat off, right?” asked Matt.
“Yeah,” I replied. “But not here and I want to take my time though so not yet.”
I had recently discovered that jerking off was better if I touched other parts instead of just grabbing my dick from the start. I ran my hands across my inner thighs, brushing across my balls. I pinched my nipples until they hardened. I lightly caressed my belly, and then ran the tips of my fingers down across my balls and up my shaft. All this time I was imagining my neighbor Allison doing this to me in the blue bikini I sometimes saw her wearing in her yard. I also imagined Matt watching us while he stroked himself.
I opened my eyes and looked over at Matt. He was trying to emulate what I was doing, but he didn’t seem into it and spent more time fondling his balls than anything else. I felt bad I was making him wait.
“You ready?” I asked.
“Hell yeah!” he replied eagerly.
I wanted to mimic our first time, so we went into my bathroom. It was similar to Matt’s only instead of carpeting, it had a cold linoleum floor and small rug and instead of double sinks, there was a single sink in the vanity. I looked at Matt in the mirror, his cock curving up towards his hairless belly, mine aimed at the mirror, and the sight of us standing inches apart made me want to just grab my cock and blow a load as soon as possible. My next thought though, was of me grabbing HIS shaft and jerking him off. “Damn,” I thought, “that *would* be hot!”
Matt must have been in a weird mood because as I’m standing there imagining giving him a handjob, he turned and started stabbing my thigh with his cock! “Avast!” he said in a ridiculous pirate voice. I decided to play along, so I turned and swatted his dick with my own, which isn’t as easy as you would think. We went at it for about a minute, each trying to smack the other guy’s dick with our own, laughing, but soon grew bored though our hardness didn’t lessen one bit.
“I wish we had girls here,” he muttered and returned to stroking.
“Yeah,” I agreed doing the same. “We’d see which girl could make us cum fastest.”
“Then we could watch them suck each other’s tits while we jacked off. Fuck I’m horny!” he moaned. Although I had thought this was going to be a hot replay of our first time, it felt like the excitement had gone out of the room. I decided I had to do something.
“Um…” I began hesitantly, “we *could* jerk each other off.”
Matt gave me an annoyed look. “Dude. I’m not gay.”
“Yeah, me either,” I responded, laughing it off. But then I thought, “why the fuck not?”
“But so what?” I continued. “First, we’ve been friends forever, right? Second, I’m not telling anyone and third, it’s not like we want to make out or anything. It’s just a handjob.” I tried to gauge Matt’s reaction as he considered my proposal. He thought a moment, then smiled.
“Fuck it. Let’s do it. I’m fucking horny!” he yelled, laughing. “I’ll kill you if anyone ever finds out though!”
“Don’t worry!” I laughed, knowing he could never take me in a fight.
Yes! My brain was heading into overdrive as I imagined his pulsing cock in my hand and was so excited I started yanking myself again. I didn’t have Vaseline, but I had sneaked a small bottle of baby oil upstairs, which I used to coat my hands. I passed it to him, and he did the same. We stood there awkwardly in front of the mirror, trying to figure out how we we’re going to do this. So I just went for it. I reached over and wrapped my hand around his engorged shaft. His body tensed for a moment, then relaxed as I began slowly running my hand up and down. He reached over and did the same. “Oh shit that feels good” I whispered.
But we were positioned awkwardly, our arms crossing and bumping as we tried getting each other off. “This isn’t good. We gotta take turns,” I huffed, my extreme arousal forcing me to action. I pushed him over to the toilet where he sat on the carpeted bowl cover, his back against the tank. I got down on my knees next to his leg and reached across, gripped his now oily shaft with one hand and slid my hand up, paused to rub his head with my forefinger, before sliding back down to his balls. My cock was twitching in anticipation, but I held off playing with it – I wanted Matt to do it!
I continued stroking him and feeling his cock tremble in my hands was amazing. Matt’s eyes were closed and he began to grind against my hand. At one point he put his hand over mine, and helped me along, but I pushed it away. I wanted to be the one to make him cum! As I stroked I began to fondle his balls with my other hand and pressed up underneath the base. He gasped and his eyes shot open. He was close. I increased my pace, adding more baby oil as both hands worked the shaft, the head, and the balls, switching between right and left. “Ohyesohyesohyes,” he moaned as I pushed his legs further apart
“I’m gonna make you fucking cum!” I ordered. He bucked against my grasp, fucking my tightening grip as his precum began to ooze. Finally, I felt his balls tighten, his cock suddenly swelled and I watched in awe as his hot cum jetted out, the first splash onto his chest, the second on his belly, and the rest dripped down my hand as I slowed my strokes while his warm shaft continued to pulsate. “Holy shit,” I thought as I released my grip. “That was awesome!”
At that point I needed to cum desperately, my cock absolutely aching in desperation. “You gotta jerk me off now!” I pleaded as I wiped my sticky hand on the toilet lid cover. He quickly got up while I sat down on the now oily, sweaty and cum-covered toilet. He kneeled in front of me, and began to work my shaft, still catching his breath after his orgasm. He started slow, like I had, but I couldn’t take it anymore. “Faster!” I ordered. He obeyed, his hand becoming a blur against my cock as I used my own hand to fondle my balls. He watched my cock eagerly. “Ohmygodohmygod!” I gasped. “Almost therrrrrrrrrrre!” I grabbed his hand with both of mine, stopped him mid stroke and watched my cock head erupt as a massive load exploded out across my torso, then streamed down across both our hands, pooling at the base of my shaft. My heart was racing as I squeezed his hand against my still throbbing dick. I was spent. I slid to the floor as Matt leaned against the tub, both of us covered with spunk. We worked our deflating cocks, squeezing the last of the cum out of our shafts onto our bellies, Matt’s cum on my hands mixing with my own, and mine with his. This was so much better than jerking off alone.
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