I was 16 when we made it to the state basketball championships in Albany. In those days, I was cranking out one a minimum of twice a day, and spent much of the bus trip trying to figure out how I was going to go three days with just popping one during the morning shower. (Was never a fan of the standing jerk either).
Roomed with Eric, the other starting guard on our team. We had dinner that night, practice after, then back to the hotel. We stripped to our boxers and went to bed. I woke up in the middle of the night with a rager. I started to slowly rub one out, being careful to not awaken Eric. I froze when I heard..you're doing it aren't ya?...then a laugh. Then he said...me too. I looked over at his bed, and in the dim light from the parking light leaking through the curtains, I could see his hand going slowly up and down under his covers. I started again, staring at his bed. He reached over, turned on the light, and said..WTF, if were gonna do it, we might as well get towels to clean up, and some lube, then hopped out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
I had never seen another erection, and was surprised at his as it flopped side to side as he walked to the bathroom. I had seen him naked plenty in the showers, and he was about the same as me soft. Two to three inches. But erect, he was a good inch and a half longer than my six inches, and thicker too. I was nervous, but excited too. I had never done anything with a guy (or a girl other than sucking nipples). I pulled the covers back and laid there exposed with my erection pointing at my navel. Eric threw a hand towel to me, then told me to move over. He laid next to me and poured the hotel body lotion onto his erection then mine. He put the bottle on the nightstand, and reached over and rubbed it into me. God that felt so good.
He started jerking me, and told me to do him. I wrapped my fist around him, and rubbed the lotion in. It felt so different than my own. He started lightly rubbing the back of the head with his thumb, driving me nuts, and I copied it on him. He leaned over and flicked my nipple with his tongue, and I saw stars. He started beating me pretty fast, and told me to go faster he was close. I flicked his nipple with my tongue, and it instantly jutted out, and he moaned, saying he was very close. He stopped beating me, and I looked at his face as he winced, then arched his back and shot several streams above his navel.
Wow. Mine never did that, just oozed. He pushed my hand away, and went back to jerking me fast. My orgasm was the best I had ever had. We cleaned up, and laughed at the mess. He threw the towels on the floor, then got under the sheets in my bed. Said it would save time for our morning jerk. It did. We lost both games in the tournament, but I won a jo buddy for three years.