Dancing Masturbation...

I met a guy at a friend's party who was good looking, but large, portly and with a deep voice. He is an announcer at a classical music station. He invited me to dinner. I thought, 'cool, I love music!' (I was a choir boy).

He was gay, but I didn't think of it; didn't realize it. Anyway, we had dinner and talked about music, and listened to his fantastic stereo ($45,000). After dinner we sat in his living room talking and listening to music and how it made us feel.

Well, that led to talking about sex, because I love to have sex with music, and I got an erection. 'Are you bi?' he asked.

I was totally flustered. I said something like I don't think so. We started talking, and talking and talking. I talked about masturbating in secret in the same room as my dad, but our never, every talking about it. How I imagined my dad getting hard and masturbating. How I wished I could share it with him.

I poured out all my feelings, and he listened...then he said he'd like to watch me masturbate, and I just melted with excitement. I got naked...I was hard before I pulled down my pants...totally hard and excited and burning hot.

I stood up, so excited, in front of him five feet away, and stroked myself, felt myself...enjoyed myself, my nipples, my skin, my belly, my balls....devoured myself. I loved showing him. I was in a trance, staring right at him, or nowhere, feeling the heat of his eyes on me...

...he gently and politely asked if he could masturbate...and I nodded yes...and got very nervous. I'd never done this, never watched another. He was naked in front of my eyes...and his cock was larger than I'd ever imagined. I was in another world...music, warmth, his eyes on me, and now his sex, his lust, in front of me...

I closed my eyes and moved to the music. I got harder and harder....my hips gyrated...my hand took over my body, and I thought of him watching me, getting hot from me...and his cock, stiff and hard in his hand...

I opened my eyes and watched him...and looked at my own stiff cock, swaying with my hips...and from deep inside him, he let out a long, low beautiful groan....

I began to squirt, and pumped and pumped cum...my ass clenched, my eyes closed.

When I opened my eyes, I was two feet from him, and he was covered in my cum. His eyes were closed, and his hand was dripping with his own cum wet and drenched.

I hardly remember what happened after that...I was home quickly, confused, embarrassed and very hot. I jacked off again and again in the morning.....and the next night, I jacked in front of him again....and many times for the next year of school....His eyes, the music, the warmth, all made me hot. I loved to be watched, admired....and I always get hard thinking about him...