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Choir Boys

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I met my mate John (name changed) in a local Choral Society. We were both choir boys as youngsters and enjoy singing for a hobby now. It's a feature of British Choral Societies that the average age is about 100(!) and we naturally gravitated towards each other since we were both in our early twenties.

Having introduced ourselves after the first rehearsal, we went down the road together for a drink. We did the same the following week and this soon began a regular habit every week. After a few months we started hanging around together a bit more - going to football matches and concerts together sometimes, going swimming or just meeting for a drink of an evening in the middle of the week. Towards the end of our second season in the choir together (i.e. June of last year) John asked me if I fancied going globe trotting together during the summer. I quickly agreed and we planned ourselves a trip to California.

I got my lucky break with John during that trip. It was two days before the end, we were on route back to Los Angeles and stopped overnight at a tiny settlement in the High Sierra. There was nothing to do that evening and we went straight back to our motel room as soon as we'd finished supper. We made some coffee and lounged back together on one of the beds, chatting. Somehow the conversation turned to sex and we swapped notes about our experiences to date and what type of porn stuff we each liked, for a bit. This was a real wind up and by the time the conversation lulled I had a throbbing erection into my jeans and badly wanted to wank it off. I could see John was bulging too and on the spur of the moment I asked him would he masturbate with me. Not surprisingly, he hesitated for a moment. Then 'I'll give it a go' he answered. 'Just this once'.

What happened next was one of the greatest privileges of my life. I've secretly fantasised about John, ever since I've known him, and that night my fantasy came true: before my very eyes John undid his jeans, pushed them down (I quickly pushed down my own jeans too), and let me caress him, feel him to my heart's content and then wank him until he came in a great fountain, whimpering and shuddering in ecstasy. Then he laid back and watched whilst I wanked myself off over him - allowed me the pleasure of admiring him, stroking his nipples with my free hand, and relieving myself right there beside him for once.

Of course it wasn't quite as one-sided as that sounds, John had a good caress and feel of me during the proceedings, but it is fair to say that I was the more 'dominant'/active partner and this suited each of our respective needs of the situation perfectly. Needless to say, we both got covered in all semen during the proceedings too (our own and each others) and there numerous streaks across the counterpane as well. Between two of you, you come everywhere. It is wicked!

Some people call mutual masturbation 'male bonding'. I can agree with that. A secret now binds us together for all time, and more to the point, my affection for him as a friend is somehow a little bit deeper for knowing what his body feels like; for having caressed him, held his erection and orgasmed with him in every sense for once. It was a lovely thing to do. I'm glad he agreed to 'give it a go' and I will never forget the sight of him shooting a load in front of more, nor the pleasure of shooting my own load with him that night.



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