I remember that magical summer when I was 13 like it was yesterday. I suppose such memories stick with us for good reason, and they tend to form and shape us in ways we would never think possible.
We were at a friend's house (there were three of us), having a sleep-over. Gabe had his own TV, and the family had cable, so we were able to get the most exciting of all things for boys going through puberty: free cable porn. The footage in question was filmed on the Spice Network-and featured a Czechoslovakian girl shaving her bush and then masturbating while another actress (I use the term loosely) shaved herself with the same razor. Gabe left the room (to finish himself off, as he was always a little shy), leaving Matt and myself to our own devices, devices which our hands had rather firmly grasped at this point. Breaking our silence (though there was moaning from the porn itself), Matt gasped. I knew what this gasp meant, Matt had a change of boxers in an overnight bag, and after whipping out his engorged member, came into said boxers. His cock was about the same length as mine, close to five inches, maybe a little less than that at the time. He was circumcised, something I'd known for years, as we'd showered together countless times growing up, still, seeing him erect and catching a glimpse of pre-cum on his head just before he spurted into his boxers did something to me. Something wonderful. I realized then how close I was to orgasm, and how seeing my friend ejaculate only brought me closer to the point of no return. Matt held the boxers loosely in his left hand, so I very casually reached over and grabbed the boxers. I pulled myself from my shorts and slid my foreskin back, knowing that Matt was watching me. I wrapped my head in the boxers, feeling his hot semen touch my glans, a feeling that was both disturbing and highly erotic. One of the Eastern European women on the Spice Network reached orgasm as I felt my orgasm building pressure. And then all of a sudden I came into the soft cotton. The boxers were soaked with our juices, and, not really caring about anything other than the amazing orgasm I was in the throes of, I let the semen soaked shorts fall to my feet. The room smelled of semen, almost intoxicatingly so. We would watch porn together for a few more years. More stories to follow.