Finding a J/O Bud

As anyone who’d tried knows, finding a guy to j/o with on a regular basis is hard! First you have to hit it off when still dressed. Then you have to enjoy getting naked and hard together. And have a good place to meet. 

So when I started masturbating with other guys I was in my early 30s. Way too late to hang out naked with those close friends we have in high school or even college. That left me to posting online and I have to say there was always a lot of interest in meeting up to jerk off together. With plenty of replies, I had to figure out who to hang out with. I preferred bi or curious guys (like me at the time) who were in decent shape and who were comfortable getting totally naked. I’d been going to nude beaches for years by then and enjoyed complete nudity with accepting strangers.

A guy I met up with got off watching himself in a mirror as he masturbated. He had one set up in front of his sofa, and he'd sit there naked while stroking himself. One of the rare guys who wasn’t into porn! I undressed and stood up at the other end of the sofa and worked away. I watched him, he watched himself, with occasional glances at my progress. That was really quite fun ... he shot a load on his chest, and I soon blasted ropes about three feet long. But he lived too far away so we didn’t meet up again.

I met up another guy who was gay but totally cool around a bi guy. That is, not trying to have sex or anything. He was a slim, cute furniture dealer (he would go to Italy to buy antiques) with long hair. He wasn't a effeminate, but certainly in touch with his feminine side, like me. We stroked together, and he came on my chest. That was the first time I felt another guy's cum on my nipples, which is my favorite way to finish with a woman. He had a great smile, was super-relaxed, and not pushy at all, but he wanted more out of a relationship than I was ready to give, so we parted ways.

Then I found a j/o bud … we met up once and hit it off and met up several times, a rare occurrence for adults. He was a lawyer, married, who had international clients. His wife was getting less interested in sex, and he, I found out, was getting more interested in guys. Not that we did anything besides stroke; he was very nervous about catching anything. That put me at ease around him He would come over on his way home, we'd watch some porn, get naked, and stroke. Oh, another thing about the lawyer: he was the only guy I've ever met whose cock was longer than he originally said. He had posted that he had 6", the standard & average where I measure up. But when he unpacked himself, he was easily 7". I teased him about it, and he seemed genuinely surprised that I suggested he was better hung than he realized. I should have gotten a ruler to prove it to him, but we just laughed. Anyway, we would each stroke ourselves, occasionally helping the other. When I was close I would always ask if he wanted to finish me off, and he always did, wrapping his hand around my cock as l exploded while he watched. What a nice j/o bud! For me, stroking a cock bigger than mine was really intense too. Then I moved away … we lost touch.