I have been divorced about five years, but I'm not complaining. I get enough pussy to keep me happy. One thing I have wanted to do for a long time though is to jack off with another guy. Just for fun.
When I was about 14 in Boy Scouts a friend and I jacked off together in a tent one night when we were camping out. I don't really count that incident though because we were just boys and I believe lots of boys probably do that at some point when they get curious about sex.
I had been wanting to jack off with another grown man. This past weekend I finally did it. I have another divorced friend and he dropped by the house. We sat out back at the patio table and talked about lots of things. He said he hadn't had sex in so long he was horny. I told him I was too. I casually said I'd been jacking off a lot. He said he had been also. He said 'damn, I'll jack off with you right now if you want to!'
I said 'hummmm, I could go for that.' We went inside and sat on the sofa. I found myself starting to get hard as I walked into the house! At first we were both kind of tentative I guess. Neither willing to just drop the pants and get into it. As we sat talking we both began massaging our growing lumber through our pants. I admitted to jacking off with a friend in Scouts but I told him I had never done it with a man before. He said he hadn't either. I was getting incredibly hard. My long tubular shape in my pants was running straight up under my zipper.
I finally said 'I gotta let it out now!' He watched as I unzipped and pulled my shorts down and sat back down. I held my dick straight up and out and said 'Damn I'm hard!' It only took him a few seconds and he had his out. I'm certainly far from gay. I love my women, but there was something very exciting about what we were doing ... the naughtiness of it, the raw hard sexual intensity of seeing two rather decent sized super hard dicks being stroked. I kicked off my shorts which were bunched up around my ankles and walked into the bathroom and grabbed the box of tissues and walked back and placed the box between us. He stared at my dick as I walked across the room.
We both slowly jacked ourselves, watching each other. Then he said 'would you mind if I feel your dick?' I said I didn't care and he slid over closer to me and wrapped his hand around my dick and felt it and slowly stroked it.
My curiosity was now killing me. I used my right hand and took his in my hand. It felt like mine but in a different way. He was really hard, like mine, yet it wasn't mine. I told him it felt good as he jacked me and he told me he was feeling good too.
I was the first to cum. I told him I was ready and he jacked me hard a few times and I came and came. I cleaned up, then I started jacking him good and he came about two minutes later.
We talked another hour and then he left. As he left he said 'if you ever want to try that again I'm game!'
So as I sit here writing this and remembering and thinking about what we did Saturday my dick is throbbing hard. It was different but fun. I think I may drop by his house after work today!