It is about 2:30 AM. I just got back from 'Jeffs' bachelor party. I had to write this. It took place my freshman year in college. I hope that you can make sense of this.
I have been masturbating since I was 12. Sometimes up to 6 times a day and often at least once a day. So I was little worried when I was going off to college and having a roommate. I like to have long sessions trying different techniques and have tried different objects. My roommate 'Jeff' had a very different schedule, so I was able to masturbate as needed.
One night Jeff and I went downtown to party because he and his girl friend were having yet another fight. I got bored because there wasn't alot of action and came back to the dorm and started to watch some porn on the computer. Jeff said that he was going to see his girl friend. About an hour later Jeff came staggering in the door to see me sitting at my desk with only my boxers on and a massive hardon sticking out through the fly. He and his girl friend were still fighting. He and I had talked about masturbating before. I had over heard him in the bathroom numerous times. But never had we seen each other do it. He came over and started to watch porn with me over my shoulder. I tried to cover up the best I could. Then he went stripped down to his boxers and came back and stood next to me. I kept cutting my eyes over to see him rubbing his crotch. He pulled it out his 6-1/2's thick hardon. I don't think that I have ever seen one that thick in person. He started to stroke it fast then slow and twisting the head of it. I was about to explode. I hadn't been this close to another guys cock since middle school, maybe highschool. That is another story for another time. I started to pull on mine. I already had a nice amount of precum work up. It was dribbling down my shaft. He asked me if I had ever beat off with another guy? I said 'well it has been along time.'
He pulled off his boxers and what a set of balls. They must of hung down 3 to 4's and the size of baseballs. I stood up and pulled off my boxers and started to stroke my 7' cock. There we were standing staring at the computer screen stroking our cocks.
We kept looking at each other and finally he asked 'looks like you could use a little help.' And he reached over and started to stroke me and I reached over and started to stroke his. It felt GREAT!!! He told me to lie down on the bed. He started to stroke me and was rubbing my a-hole. He kept changing the stroke. Everytime I was ready to cum he would stop and almost let me go limp. Then the last time he kept going faster and faster, and rubbing my hole just as fast with more and more pressure. I shot off ropes like I had never done before. I thought I was going to pass out. He got every last drop out of me. I had cum all over the place. Then it was my turn to do him. He wanted me to do the same technique that he had just performed on me. I know what those big set of balls are for. When he finally came after 5 stop and go's, it seemed like a gallon. The first rope hit me square in the face and it just kept cumming. We had another session later that night. He and I moved out of the dorms the following year to seperate houses. But we kept having these 'meetings' when we could, at least once a month.
We are now both in post grad school and we still have some 'meetings' and have tried all kind of different things nad techniques.