I met my best friend for several wonderful years in a parking lot, a place guys drove into to meet or perhaps encounter one another in the nearby toilet. I just liked to sit in my car and watch, though feeling very horny, indeed becoming erect and masturbating a bit.
About my fourth or fifth time there was a late afternoon, very hot, nobody around. I saw a car drive up fairly close to me, and the driver, about my age, smiled at me. I naturally smiled right back, finding him appealing, and we looked at one another a few times, as my erection became extreme. He clearly felt the same, since I could see his arms moving in ways suggesting he was playing with his penis, which must have been erect.
Eventually he opened his window and nodded his head, which was a clear invitation to join him. All I had on was shorts, teeshirt and loafers, which made me feel almost naked all the more because my penis was entirely erect by then.
I got out of the car and went over to his and looked in, seeing that he was dressed no more than I and held his hand on his crotch. I opened the door and sat down, as he beamed at me as he stroked his bulge, stimulating me to do the same. I then put my hand on his, and we held hands for a minute or so as each of us stroked his cock. I was then bold enough to unzip my fly and take mine out to show him proudly. He did the same to me, demonstrating his long cock with a huge head, dripping with precum.
We then stroked one another's cocks and arms and indeed tits, all the while looking into one anothers' eyes intently. I eventually turned to him and masturbated so hard I ejaculated a huge load. He was most impressed, stroking my neck as I did it. We ended up seeing one another a variety of times.
Once he asked me to lie down, after which he knelt down on me and masturbated, eventually saying, "Bill, I think I'm cumming," and shot on my chest. Another time he slowly bent down and rubbed his erect penis on my cheeks, indeed all over my face, as I rubbed my lips upon it, kissing it tenderly. He ejaculated upon me, which was a huge turn-on. I loved his tenderness to me as we looked into each others' eyes.
Then another time he got on his back and asked me to do the same to him, chiefly to press our cocks together, which he loved to feel. But I instinctively slipped his cock behind me to rub it on one of my buns, then the other, which proved so stimulating that I ejaculated more then I ever have, right on his face, as he smiled at me.
We also talked by phone, arousing one another by talking about our erections and what we would do with one another, being again gentle and tender, and cumming together.
He unfortunately died of a heart attack at an early age.