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Friends Don't Let Friends Wank Alone

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: wetnhard Posted on: 25 May 2007 1 comments
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Porn and two guys leads to fun
For a while after moving north, I went to a church in the area-partly to meet people and make new friends, and partly because my previous religious affiliation was nagging at me and it seemed a good idea to get religion again, at least for a while. Eventually I stopped going to church, losing interest and getting busier at work. But I did make a few friends there, and occasionally met them for dinner or to see a flick. One of the guys I had met, it turned out, had also quit going to church. One day we got in touch, and decided to watch a movie at my apartment. He came over, and we got to talking about our past religious experiences, and one thing led to another, and one or both of us admitted to renting porn videos recently. We decided that the evening's movie should be porn-why not? So at the video store, I picked out a skin flick that I'd seen earlier-one with some solo male as well as male-female action. We got back to my place, turned out the lights and turned on the video. We were both sitting on the floor, backs to the sofa, watching one hot scene after another. I was definitely hard, but didn't let on, and with the lights out, he couldn't see the bulge in my jeans. Then he said that usually he likes some action when he watches porn, and would I mind if he took care of himself. Of course, I knew what he meant, and told him to go ahead. He unzipped, pushed his pants down partway to his knees, and started stroking, right there next to me on the floor. I couldn't stand it any longer. My dick was so hard now, and I could feel the precum wetting my boxers. I pulled out my cock and started stroking. He looked over and asked if he could touch my raging hard-on. Man, that felt so good. Then, I reached over and gave him a tug or two, relishing the warmth of his hard dick in my hand. We didn't jerk each other for very long, and were soon back to pumping our own cocks and watching the porn. 'I'm going to cum,' he said, as his rhythm increased. I could cum anytime now myself, so I started jerking off faster and faster, hoping to time my orgasm with his. Soon we were both covered in hot jiz. He walked to the bathroom to get a towel, and I shouted after him to bring me one. His black cock was still hard when he returned to the living room, and when he threw the towel to me, he looked at my hard, wet dick and said what a big cock I had, especially for a white guy. I think we were both about the same size, and, to be honest, his cut cock was very nice looking when hard. We met once or twice again in the next few months, sometimes at my place, sometimes at his, and always ended up beating each other off. Eventually we lost touch, but the memories still provide plenty of fantasies for those lonely times.