Ken and I were best friends. Very good friends. He was 23 I was 33 and we shared everything, even sex. We were both married but we loved to pleasure each other too. One time we were returning from a trip to the lumber yard. My wife and I had bought an old home and were fixing it up. Ken was helping me. It was a hot day in August.
On the way home, I said to him, 'It's just too hot for me' and took off my shorts. Since I always go commando, there I was riding in his truck with my uncut cock swinging in the breeze. Of course, he wasn't shocked because we had seen each other naked many times before.
We arrived at the house and I put my shorts back on since we had to unload the truck. Once that was accomplished, we sat on the screened porch and talked. I removed my shorts again. As a matter of fact I removed everything.
At one point, Ken had to visit the bathroom so I stood in the kitchen door, totally naked gazing at the rear. Suddenly, I felt a hand swing around me and begin to pull my forskin back and forth.
I told Ken, 'Let's go out to the picnic table at the back of the house.' I lay on the table while he pumped my stiff, wet cock. The precum was dribbling down the sides of my cock, like wax on a candle and those noises you hear while masturbating with a foreskin could be heard.
He kept a steady pace and with the cool summer breeze and his adept hand I knew it wouldn't be long before I erupted. I reached over, unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cut cock which was wet with precum too.
So while he jerked me off, I , in turn, jerked him off. His cock was as stiff as the boards we unloaded from the truck. His head was tilted back and we both groaned with pleasure.
I was first to cum, spewing my man juice all over my stomach with white strings of sperm. He came next, spilling his seed on my chest too. He spread the sticky mess around my chest, especially my nipples and my flaccid cock immediately rose to attention.
His cock was still out of his jeans, now soft. For the second time I reached over and slid my hand up and down and cupped his balls. His circumcised cock stiffened and we went for a second round.
Ken and I enjoyed each others sexuality and we pleasured ourselves right up to the time I moved away. I wish I could reunite with him or find another Ken because male/male sexuality is very pleasing.