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My first M2M J/O

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by MicMstrb8r I have always known I liked men’s physiques. I hid it within myself for many years and would deprive myself of knowing the feel of another man’s body.In 1997 I finally joined the computer age and low and behold, there were folks out there like me! One way or another I found myself at Clubstroke where I had some pretty amazing discussions. One guy in particular, Jack (not his real name) was really easy to talk to. I was in Ohio and he was in Pennsylvania. It didn’t matter. We had some good j/o times online and eventually on the phone. Fast forward to one year later, I was breaking up with my girlfriend and happened to be fairly near Jack’s hometown. Feeling depressed, yet sort of turned on by the prospect of meeting a fellow phone jacker, I called him. He welcomed me to his home that same day. He took me around his town and showed me some of the sites, then retired to his house for some drinks. That’s when it got interesting. You have to know the last time I j/o’d with anyone I was 16. I’m 34 at the time I see him! Jack offered me a drink, a Manhattan. I drank and felt more comfortable than ever. He suggested watching a movie and I said, sure. Of course I should have realized he would put porn on. I felt the usual stirrings in my flaccid member. I was sort of embarrassed, but not too bad because of the liquid courage. Just then Jack asked if I minded if he stroked himself during the movie. I said, “sure thing, guess I could too”. He got out of his pants and boxers and displayed a solid 7” cut, reddish appearing cock. It looked beautiful. I did the same and by the time my boxers were of I was completely hard. He apparently liked what he saw as he walked over and started to fondle my dick. I was a little startled, but it felt good. He commented on how good my cock looked and then asked me to lie on the floor. I was all too happy to oblige. Next thing that happened he started this rhythmic stroke action on my now dripping love pole. I usually come fast and he must have sensed it, so he would slow down. He would then caress my nutsack and my hairy thighs. I just lay there, occasionally peeking at his member. I got to feel it once in awhile, but he was intent on giving me pleasure. Back to the full fisted stroking he would go, then just rubbing the corona and glans. I was going crazy! My back would arch, my balls yearned to let the floodgates open and spray him with my white cream. He was so good, he could tell when I was going to explode and would change the focus. I was feeling so hot, both physically and mentally. I had that sweaty feeling in the butt crack we all get, my chest was moist and radiating. Jack liked my hairy bod and decided to feel up my abs and pecs. I was a little shocked, don’t know why since this guy had already been playing with my cock for over a half-hour. It felt good. Can’t explain it, but it got me more aroused. Jack knew I couldn’t last much longer so he decided to pump me home. My dick was decidedly purple at this time. Veins were dramatically swollen, the cock head with full glisten from the pre-cum. My back arched in sweet agony a couple of times and then it happened. It sounds cliché, but I thought I saw stars. Then the most intense orgasm I’ve had to date. I shot clear past my head, about two feet past (I’m 6’4”). I slowly came back to earth after shooting what seemed to be a quart of cum. He kept milking me and grabbing my balls too. Felt good, but uncomfortable at the same time. Cum was everywhere, stuck in my hairy chest, my hair, his carpet, etc. We laughed and I took a long nap. Here’s to you Jack! Thanks for the best hand job ever!

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