My Best Bud Nathan

My folks weren't married and truth be told didn't even know each other that well. Dad was always a stand up guy though, contributed to child support faithfully, and I visited with him frequently but I lived with my mother and her father. Things got complicated when my mom became ill. I was around 11 and I had to go live with my dad two towns over. His house was small but I had my own room. We shared the one bathroom. Dad worked several jobs throughout the year, landscaping, security, and house/interor painting. He was a big solid brick of a guy with a "farmers" tan. a deep reddish-brown on his forearms and face neck and collar. the rest of him was paler. I liked looking at him. His chest and torso was a mat of thick brown hair and his legs and arms were strong and rock hard. He had a thick brown stache and, off and in the winter dad kept a beard. Nothing like Grandad It was different living with a man other than my grandfather. Dad was used to living alone. He didn't really change his routine when I moved in. Since we just had the one bathroom, he never closed the bathroom door if he was showering, soaking in the bathtub (which he often did especially during the tough landscaping season), shaving naked at the sink in the morning or taking a piss. When he came home from one of his "dirt" jobs, he was hot and sweaty; his face arms and hair caked with dirt or covered in paint. He always came in through the garage to the utility room, stripped down naked in the utility room and threw all of his clothes in the washer. He'd throw a clean towel over his shoulders and pad barefoot to the shower to clean up. He slept with his bedroom door half-open and made me sleep with mine open, He wanted to make sure he could hear me at night. I think he tried to sleep with one eye open, as tired as he was, to make sure I was ok. Another difference between my grandfather and father was that dad slept in his briefs or in the raw. Grandad always wore pajama tops and bottoms. I would wake up sometimes in the night to use the toilet and look in to see dad dead asleep, his dick was big enough to hang lolling to the side if he was naked or bulged up in white briefs. In the morning, He usually woke up way before me but if I was awake I could see him from my bed as he walked barebutt to bathroom with a huge piss hardon sticking up. He'd grab it sleepily with his left hand and give his stiff stick a casual tug and twist and then cup his balls and pull his ballsack gently down. It felt good to give his stuff some air after a long night, i know because I now do the same thing . I had always worn pajamas in bed since I was little but when i was fifteen I wanted to start sleeping in my briefs like dad did. Other guys I knew did. Not sure why I felt I had to ask Dad for permission but one night I stripped down to my shorts and when he came in to say goodnight, I told him I wanted to sleep in my underwear, and asked if it was ok. My father stood in my bedroom doorway with nothing on but a fresh pair of white BVDs. He got a puzzled smile on his face, (i think he was surprised and pleased to be asked), and said "Sure, I'll tell you what my dad told me. Sleep in your skivvies if you want, then when you're sixteen, you're old enough to sleep however you like at home." If we have guests though or if you go stay with friends, wear your gym shorts and t-shirt. Alright?" "OK", I said. I was a little surprised that he said I could sleep however I liked when i became sixteen. Later that night just the thought of eventually sleeping in the raw like he did got my dick hard. It didn't take much. I was sprouting wood right and left by then. (If dad saw me with a hard-on in my underwear or in the shower he never said anything). After he went to bed I slipped my hand down my underwear and rubbed my stiff cock beneath my shorts and drifted off to sleep. Rubbing my cock became a routine thing. It wasn't long before I discovered jerking off all the way and the pure joy of cumming and how great it felt!! The guys at school had talked about "jacking off or beating off." In the locker room the guys would be joking around in their sweaty jocks or completely naked, going to or from the shower after gym class and mock "air jack-off" when they were talking about some girl at school or hot actress. We all laughed watching one of the guys standing there thrusting his hips back and forth, jerking his fist back and forth furiously in front of his limp dick and balls flopping around pretending to wank off. Now I knew exactly what they were talking about! Like most guys, after a certain age I was beating off as much as I could. I kept a roll of toilet paper by my bed to clean up after pumping my hard dick with my fist and shooting a heavy cumloads all over my flat belly and chest. I'd wipe up most of the cum and toss the wet sticky wad of tissue in the wastebasket by my bedroom door from my bed. I didn't want to get up. If i missed the trash, I just left the cummy tissue on the floor. After spewing a big load I just wanted to lie there with my legs spread wide, my moist limp cock, tight gooey nutsack and sprouting pubes open to the air to dry naturally and enjoy the dizzy post-orgasm feeling. I still do !! I usually shot far enough to hit my face and even the wall behind my mattress. I loved the musky smell of fresh semen and cum as I wiped it off my face with my fingers. My palm smelled like my crotch, i'd take a deep whiff it was a cool, sexy smell. My best buddy Nathan said he used hand lotion when he beat off. He kept a plastic pump bottle of lotion by his bed to use. Me? I rarely needed to use anything to lube my dick, I had enough sticky clear precum flowing most of the time. Hell, sometime I'd reach down my pants and feel my dickhead wet with the sticky stuff and i didn't even have a hard on! Just thinking sexy thoughts got my stuff flowing. I would spit in my palm if i needed more slick. Nathan and I started jerking off together one summer. We'd be bored and start talking about sex and what turned us on and, since his mother always worked all day, we'd shuck our shorts or bathing suits, get completely naked and stroke our dicks in his bedroom. His dick was smaller than mine when soft and was skinnier and just a little longer than mine when really hard. My tube was thicker and meatier like my dad's. my dickhead became big and reddish purple when i was really turned on. We also traded off helping each other by massaging the other's cock and balls. Nathan said he really liked when i would roll my flat palm over his dick and roll his balls around with my fingers around. He'd lie back, close his eyes and be in heaven. I could tell he was turned on when my palm became wet with his clear sticky precum. Sometime we'd lay side by side and gently jerk each other's hardons at the same time and when we were ready to blow we'd take our own pricks in hand and talk each other up, trying to blast our wads at the same time. When I was fixing to cum, I'd scoot closer to spurt my jism on his crotch or legs and he would aim his cock at me when he ejaculated. It was a game we both cracked up over. Nathan usually would just rub our jism into his chest and stomach till it was dry. Most of the time I wiped up on a towel he had, or gym sock, or t-shirt, whatever was handy in his room. We'd hang around his house in the raw after beating off, watching tv and drinking cokes when his mom was gone. It was just fun and we loved the free feeling. Nathan said some of the other guys we knew beat off together too. I wasn't surprised since it felt so great! I wanted to cum all the time! I began imagining those other guys bare-assed and beating their own rock hard woodies with each other and join in with them. I'd fantasize about it when I was fisting my own or Nathan's dick or rubbing his balls. I thought what it would be like for me Nathan and all of them to shoot our jizwads at the same time all over each others bare stomachs, chest, cocks, balls and pubes. I could just see it and it was enough to push me over and want to bust another nut. Nathan and I were usually ready to do it again after an hour or so. As I got older, I began favoring my dad more and more. I filled out and started getting the same healthy mat of hair on my chest and abdomen. and my pubes were thick and inched up the base of my prick and covered my balls. It felt good to spread my legs at night and let the air cool off my groin. Nathan and I turned eighteen and, though not as frequently as when we were younger, we still would jack-off together. We didn't always get nude but we'd drive somewhere, pull our jeans and underwear down to our ankles and free up our dicks. Now we mostly just worked our own cocks, Sometimes facing each other playing with the other's balls with one hand while we worked our own cocks with the other. Wed still talk each other up and try to cum together. It felt nice to be able to blow a load with my best friend. One summer night before i started community college, i began my nightly ritual of beating off in bed. I always slept best after masturbating. I had assumed my dad had already been in bed for a while. We still slept with our bedroom doors slightly ajar but dad was always dead to the world once his head hit the pillow. That night though as I was going at my hard slippery meat, my legs were spread wide and i was working for a major cumload, Dad walked by and stuck his head into my room. Since now he pretty much always slept nude he was as butt ass naked as I was wearing just a mildly surprised expression on his face. His eyes widened when he saw my hard red swollen dickhead sticking out of my fist. I covered my crotch with part of the sheet, but I wasn't quick enough. The outline of my boner was jutting up under the linen over my naked waist. He knew exactly what I was doing. "Oh man, sorry son. Ummm.. sorry for the interruption.. I just saw the light on and was going to say goodnight." He was standing there and I could see his own thick soft cock and balls hanging down from a heavy nest of brown wiry pubes and hair that ran all the way up his stomach, over his nipples to his neck. " Uh..You want the door open or closed?" Dad asked as he was fixing to make an exit and go back to his room and leave me to my jerking off. It looked like Dad's own soft dick was now starting to plump up a little. I could see it thicken slowly and arch up like mine did when I got hard. He didn't seem to notice or care. "Uh, open if it's alright, I guess " I said a little embarrassed. We never closed our doors anyway and what the hell, it was cool that he was giving me the choice. I slipped my hand under the sheet and took my still erect rod back in my hands. By now his own rod was obviously thicker and hanging away from his hairy nutsack. "Yeah it's fine, you're eighteen now and I know youve been masturbating for years." Nothing wrong with men showing themselves a good time, When i was your age I did it as often as I could. He gave his own swelling rod a quick casual torque with his left fist and gently tugged on his balls down like he did walking to the bathroom every morning with his piss hard-on. "And Im still up for it before I go to sleep. He then glanced down at three dried wads of toilet paper on the floor by the wastebasket at his feet. "But,man you're still a lousy shot." he smirked and left. I figured he was gonna go back to his bed and do it too since he was half-erect himself. I pulled the sheet off my waist and went back to beating my meat. I could imagine my dad lying in bed with his big cock, slowly thrusting his pelvis up and down fucking his slippery fist I came so hard and heavy I got more than just a little of my thick cum on my face. I wiped the spunk off with my arm and didn't bother cleaning up. I rubbed the cum into my hairy abdomen and chest and went to sleep, super relaxed, wet, and sticky from my balls to face with my jizz and slept like a rock. I'm in my forties now and still sleep in the raw. I never gave up jacking-off either, never wanted to. It's one of the great things about being a guy. I still find the salty taste and musky smell of cum intoxicating.. I lost track of Nathan but miss him a lot. Wonder if he would still want to jerk-off together like when we were younger, I'd definitely be up for it!