Just thought I'd share.
We lived in a community where it was pretty enclosed. In the night time there were very few streetlights and things were dark. There was a little sitting are next to the mail boxes that we would hang out by.
One October night, it wasn't too cold, we were sitting there alone. Joe was Russian, and had cropped brown hair and was very athletic.
We were talking about girls in our grade that we thought were hot. I was very curious about boys and not so much about girls, (I'm currently bisexual.). He was wearing black sweats and jersey and I could see him getting a tent.
I started rubbing my cock through my jeans, looking at his tent. He saw me staring and then said, 'are you hard?' I said yes and we both laughed, and he grabbed his cock too. We looked around and no one was on the street, no cars, and most lights were off in houses.
I decided to be daring and I put my hard on his tent. He grinned and said, 'I'm really horny right now, thinking of those girls. I need to jerk off. Help me?'
I was shocked my long time friend would say this, but I took the chance. I pulled the sweats down to his knees, and his cock was staring right at attention. It was probably about 6 inches, compared to my 5 incher. My cock was hurting in my jeans.
His cock had a lot of curly brown hair, and he has very very big balls. I was very tempted to oral him but I did not, it would have gotten awkward.
I put my hand on his dick and the feeling was tremendous. It just felt so nice on my hand, warm and hard. There was some precum at the top of his cock.
I started to pump his cock and play with it and he was in ecstasy. I tickled his big balls and circled his purple head. I lifted up his jersey and played with his nipples.
After 5 minutes this was just too much. His body was tensing and he was moaning softly. I was pumping and pumping his dick, feeling the inside of his thighs and huge balls, and he started cumming.
It shot up into my face and all over my hands. 5 long squirts of white cum flew out of his cock. I was still pumping after a while and he told me,' no more.'
He got up and I pulled his pants back up. He thanked me and we walked back home.
I slept at his house that night and in the middle of the night he did the same thing to me.
It was such a great experience. I still talk to him occasionally but it was a one night thing, many years ago.