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After the Game

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After the Game by AnonymousThe masturbation homepage has meant a lot to me. I realized I wasn't the onlyguy in the world who had a wild experience.I was on a high school football team with a guy named Wayne. I always thoughthe was cool, he was well built, had blond hair, a great nose and chin. One cool October Friday night after a game (we'd won), the team was feelingpretty good in the locker room. We we're all planning to go to a party, Wayneasked me if I'd drive him by his house so he could change. I thought that wascool, because we could talk about the game. I was wearing a t-shirt, v-necksweather and a jacket. He was in his team sweats. As we were going inside, hesaid, "Why don't you take off your jacket and watch some television while Ichange." I grabbed the remote and sat on the couch. I thought it was cool tobe in his house, and made myself at home. A few minutes passed, and he said"Hey Jason, come here for a second."I put the remote down, not really thinking. I went into his room, he was stillin his sweatpants with his back to me. "Wayne?" I asked...He turned around, looking kind of nervous. I then saw the rise that was veryobvious through his gray pants. "Jason, I've been wondering if maybe we coulddo something before the party." I was totally speechless. "Interested?" Heasked as he smiled.I couldn't say anything, but I was getting hard. I knew that he would see myrise in a matter of seconds. I wanted to leave, but it was already too late.He looked at my crotch, seeing that I was interesed. He "I have this thingfor sweaters. I jack off with one every night. I've watched you all daywearing that soft one at school. And then putting it on again tonight." Hestopped. I'll never forget how tense I was, but I was interested."I can show you how good it feels. You don't need to say anything. We'll nevertalk about it again after tonight." With that, he pulled down his sweatsexposing his rock hard cock. I couldn't take my eyes off it. "Why don't youtake off that sweater and relax." He looked at my crotch seeing my hard-on. Imade the decision in a heartbeat with blood rushing through my body. "Okay." Isaid. I pulled off the sweater and began to put it on the bed. He pulled offhis sweatpants. "Let me show you how to really relax." He sat down on the bed and began topull the sweater across his penis. It was so eroitc, he was so into it. I juststood there dumbfounded. He reached out and grabbed my hand, pulling me to thebed. Grabbing my belt with one hand, and working the sweater over his peniswith the other one, he began to take off my pants. I was so incredibly hard.he reached down into my underwear, and I felt his strong hand gently take mythrobbing cock. He worked me. "Lay back and get on the bed." He pulled me back on the bed pulled off my pants and underwear, while I tookoff my t-shirt. He began to work every inch of me with the sweater, I was sohard, so nervous, I knew I wouldn't want this to end. I took a sleeve of thesweater and reached for his balls and began to rub. I rubbed him and he rubbedme. With the sweater in the middle we worked each other's shafts. "It's important we come at the same time," he said."What about the sweater?""Don't worry." he got up and went to his dresser and got two soft acrylicsocks. I'll never forget how soft they were. "Put this over your shaft."I slid the sock over my dick He suggested we get in a 69. I did and reallybegan to work him, he did the same for me. After several more minutes ofrubbing, we came at the exact time. It was a full-body orgasim that left mequivering.I knew I would never look at a sweater the same way again.We never talked about it again, but I remember that night like it wasyesterday, and I've been masturbating with sweaters ever since. I still havethat v-neck, and ocassionaly I pull it out and think about that hot night withWayne.