Long ago and Far Away
My cousin and I are best buddies from early childhood and up until today. That last summer before we went off to college was the one I remember best. Now I had masturbated before this, but never with another person. We were fooling around in the park and we had to take a leak. The toilet in this park did not have urinals but rather long troughs where you stood next to your neighbor and could easily see his equipment if you were of a mind to look. This time, for whatever reason, I looked at Dave's cock. It looked the same size as mine and I noticed he was looking at mine too. I looked at Dave and smiled and he smiled back.
We finished our business and as we were leaving we heard a noise in the corner. We turned and saw two guys standing in the corner, pants down, working each other's cock. One of them saw us, a guy with average size equipment with a beautiful crop of dark pubic hair, yelled at us to get out and laughing a little, we left. Not too much later we found ourselves at Dave's house. No one was home as both of his parents worked. We went into his bedroom and started talking about what we saw in the toilet. Well one thing led to another and we both admitted that we masturbated often, at least four times a day. (Those were the good old days.) He admitted to me that he was semi hard right now thinking about an orgasm. I confessed that I was too.
Together we stripped down to our briefs and looking at how our cocks were tenting them we stripped them off and Dave invited me to his bed. We lay down and started pumping slowly. Then Dave asked if he could do me. I told him sure and he gently took my five and a half inches in his hand and slowly began to stroke me with one hand and himself with the other. I told him that wasn't fair and I pushed his hand away from his cock and took it in my hand, the first time I ever touched another guy's cock. I stroked him as he stroked me. I could feel the cum rising from my balls and the tingle of growing orgasm.
Dave thrust his hips forward and he moaned that he was ready to cum. His hand started stroking me faster and faster and suddenly two fountains of sperm erupted and covered our hands with some fertilizing the pubic forest below. I brought my hand to my mouth and for the first time tasted another guy's sperm. (We did this was in the 1970's and I don't certainly recommend this today especially with a stranger.) We cleaned up and dressed. We exchanged underwear as a memento of the occasion. We got together almost every day and shared orgasms. Those were the days. Dave and I see each other a few times a year. Our wives are good friends and we always find an excuse to go off together to relive our young manhood together.