A Secret Bro-Jerk Session

About six years ago my girlfriend Trisha started a new job at a local paint supplies store. Since she'd always been much more extroverted she made fast friends with a co-worker there, Kelly, and the guy she was dating, Brad, who happened to be the store manager. A few days later Trisha told me she'd made dinner plans for all four of us the next night. I went along but under protest because I don't really like making small talk with new people. We arrived at the Mexican restaurant and were seated, then five minutes later Kelly and Brad approached out table. Kelly wasn't really my type but still cute. She was short and slender with a brunette pixie-style haircut and a diamond stud in her nose. Trisha's body was more what i was attracted to: tall, blonde, and fit with nice sized tits. As I laid eyes on Brad to say hi I was immediately taken aback. I was expecting a burly-type guy, perhaps with a groomed beard and tattoos. Instead Brad stood about 6"1', clean shaven and obviously in shape, dressed in a light blue collared shirt and slacks. I stood to shake his hand and felt a bolt of electricity go though me when he shook it and smiled. He had bright, white teeth accentuated by a dimple on each side of his face. I felt my face getting flush as I sat back down. We all got along well. Kelly seemed just as talkative as Trisha so they were in their own world while Brad and I chatted. Turned out we shared similar interests in sports and entertainment, and he kept abreast of current events and world news just like I did. On the car ride back Trisha discussed how much of a good time she had and was glad we all got along. "Do you think Kelly's hot?" she asked. Trisha and I never had a problem discussing hot chicks, and we even at times admired them together and talked about what we liked about them. "Eh, she's alright, I guess." I replied. "Yeah? Well, I'm happy for her. Her last relationship didn't go so well, and Brad looks WAY hot, don't you think?" I smirked. "Oh yeah," I said. "I'd totally fuck him." She giggled. That night as I lay in bed all I could think of was how I felt when I shook Brad's hand and saw his smile. I wondered if his body was toned under the shirt and slacks he wore. It made my heart beat faster. Under the sheets, my cock stiffened. Trisha and I double-dated a few more times as we all seemed to get along so well. I always had to hide my excitement as I got to talk and hang out with Brad again. One night we did dinner at Brad's apartment. Afterward, the girls hung out on the couch talking and drinking wine while Brad and I went out on the balcony. He offered me a cigarette but I declined. He lit one up and inhaled deeply. "Feels great out," he said. "Yeah," I said, "Nice breeze". I asked him how things were going with Kelly, if he liked her. He said yes, that she was cool. He asked me about Trisha and I told him things were great. "That's cool," Brad said. "Hope you don't mind my saying, but I think she's really hot." "Thanks dude. I'm a lucky guy." "That's true," he said. "And I hope you get lucky every night, too." He shot me a devilish grin. I smirked. "Yeah, we fuck kind of often. It's great." "Damn, nice!" he said. "Me and Kelly fuck almost every night, too. She's horny like all the time." "Really? That's awesome." "Yeah, man. Bro, we even fucked in a storage room at work the other day during our lunch break." "What? Man, that's hot," I said. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I felt my ears and cheeks burning. "I took some photos with my phone," he said. "Wanna see?" I gulped, then nodded yes. He looked into the apartment and saw the girls still on the couch. He pulled out his phone and began scrolling through pictures. They were all POV. A few were of Kelly raising her shirt up and exposing her nice B-cup tits with pink, puffy nipples. One photo showed her pulling her pants down, exposing her cute ass cheeks. The background seemed to indicate she did it while at work as there were shelves and paint supplies about. My cock got as hard as steel. The next photo got me even harder. It was from his POV as Kelly was on her knees. She seemed to be laughing while holding a long, pink dick in her hands. The next photo showed her sucking on the head of the dick. "Hot, right?" Brad asked. His voice had become lower and husky. "Hope you don't mind seeing my cock in there." "Nah, it's fine." I said. My cock was raging against the front of my jeans. I could feel Brad's body heat near me and I smelled his cologne. I sweated a little in the cool night air. The glass door to the balcony suddenly slid open and I almost jumped out of my skin. The girls appeared. "So what are you two conspirators up to?" Kelly asked. Brad said something about showing me highlights from the game last night. I mumbled something in agreement. I twisted my body slightly to the side, hoping to hide my hard-on. Amazingly, the girls didn't notice and somehow I was able to make myself soft again. We all talked for a few minutes more and made plans for an outing on a future date. Kelly needed a ride back to her place so Trisha and I took her with us as we said goodbye to Brad. While the girls talked I felt my heart beating fast again. It really turned me on seeing Brad with Kelly like that, and now with Kelly right in my backseat unaware of the pictures of her I saw topless and sucking cock was making me hard yet again. As I stopped at a red light I felt my phone buzz. I looked at the text message: BRAD: hey got more stuff for you to see. come back after you drop them off if you want to hang out with me   For a moment I stared at the screen, re-reading the sentence. I then replied: ME: OK n about 15 mins   I swallowed hard. I dropped Kelly off at her place and then I dropped Trisha off at her's. She wanted to go straight to bed because she had an early shift the next day. Once I saw Trisha make it up the stairs and her living room light turned on I backed out the parking lot and sped back to Brad's place. I climbed the stairs to his door, took a deep breath, and knocked. Brad opened the door and invited me in. He had changed from his polo shirt and jeans he wore earlier to only a tank top and shorts. I could now see his well toned arms and broad chest. He motioned to the couch. We both sat down wordlessly and he turned the TV on. The first photo of Kelly topless appeared on the screen. As he scrolled through the other photos we both muttered about how hot she looked. He got back to the first blowjob photo and left it on the screen. I was bulging in my jeans again. "Getting turned on, huh?" Brad asked. I looked over at him. He was looking directly at my crotch. I saw he was obviously sporting wood too as the front of his shorts were stretching up. He began rubbing his hard-on. "Yeah, me too, bro." He flicked his phone again and another image on the TV appeared, this time of Kelly in bed, on her back, naked, looking up at the camera. The next photo showed her with her legs bent up in the air, head turned to the side with eyes closed as she was being penetrated by a long cock. I started rubbing myself furiously. The next two photos were similar. "I got some video too, bro," Brad said. "Let's take our pants off so we're more comfortable." "Sure," I muttered. I unbuckled my belt, zipped the front of my jeans down and began sliding them off. My stiff cock felt good being more exposed, even though it was still poking through my boxers. The front of my boxers were moist with pre-cum. Brad slipped his shorts off, and to my surprise his naked dick sprung forth, so I guess he was never wearing anything underneath. His long, pink dick was slender but seemed to stand up perfectly straight. His eyes drifted down to my boxers. I slid my boxers off and my cock finally sprung free. I have a brown, average-sized cock but it seemed girthier than Brad's. Brad mouth hung open as he gripped his dick and started slowly stroking. I gripped my own and began jerking off too. He slid over right next to me on the couch, legs touching. He made some movements on his phone and I began to hear loud moaning noises. I looked up at the TV and it was a video of Kelly with her legs spread and her pussy was being fingered. She was writhing and moaning as Brad's middle finger slid in and out her moist, glistening pussy. "Fuck!" I exclaimed, eyes glued to the TV screen, jerking my dick even faster now. I was lubing my cock with all the pre-cum that dribbled down. Brad started stroking his own cock faster. He was grunting while I moaned.  There were more great video clips, some of Kelly getting banged hard while on her back, others with her in bed doggstyle being fucked hard from behind. I breathed short, sharp breaths. "Oh my God, I'm gonna cum soon!" I gushed. "Wait," Brad said. We both stopped jerking as he looked through his phone. "Last video." On the TV screen appeared a frozen video image. It was Kelly on her knees, eyes shut, tongue sticking out. "When I click play, let's help each other out, okay?" he asked. I nodded. Brad unpaused the video and put his phone down. Kelly was on screen, tongue sticking out as male was breathing heavily. Brad's cock appeared on screen just over her phase as his hand was jacking himself off. Before I could reach Brad quickly leaned over and grabbed my cock with his right hand and began jacking me off. I could feel his hot breath on my arm as he stroked me rapidly. My own right hand shot out to his dick and gripped hold. It was firm and wet, and I stroked him off very fast. Brad's voice on the TV groaned and long, white spurts of cum squirted out his dick and unto Kelly's face. Some drops feel right on her tongue and others get in her hair. At that moment my cock exploded. As I shot hot cum Brad stopped jerking and gripped tighter onto my cock. I threw my head back, eyes closed and moaned out loud as cum soaked the front of my shirt. That sent Brad over the edge. He let out one more grunt, then yelled loudly as hot cum spurted out his dick. I kept on jacking him off as he writhed and moaned; I didn't let him out of my grip. He arched his back up from the couch as he came. My soaked, slimy hand fell away from him and he fell back to the couch. We both laid back, panting, basking in the afterglow of our orgasms. I looked up at the ceiling not believing what just happened. After a minute, we both looked at each other and sort of chuckled. I exused myself to the bathroom and cleaned up. He went after me and cleaned up too.

Afterward, Brad walked me to the door where we said our goodnights. He said we should hang out again sometime, and I told him, "Yeah, him me up."