If you have read my original story you'll remember I had been going with a friend to his uncle's to watch adult films and masturbate. On one occasion we had gone to his uncle's and as we were starting Mark said he needed to go to the bathroom so we stopped. Hey nature calls and you must answer. He seemed to be taking a while, so I put on my slacks, shirt and loafers. I intended to go check on him but his aunt Elsie came down to do laundry and told me to give him a few more minutes and he'd be back down. I decided to help her and carried her basket. When we got to the laundry room she'd forgotten softener and I went to get it for her. As I went to place it on a shelf I was coming up behind her. She bent over to pick up an empty basket and due to tight quarters pushed me into a wall. My semi erect cock fell between her butt cheeks. I would swear she opened up and intentionally squeezed my cock between them. At this point she realized I was there and apologised. My semi erection was now full on. I excused myself and went back to check on Mark.
Mark had returned. Not telling him what had just happened I came out of my clothes and onto the bench. Mark was already there so I moved up butt-to-butt and my legs over his. As I reached to his cock it was hard as I wrapped my fingers around it. As he wrapped his hand around my hard cock I thought about aunt Elsie, I imagined the only thing that would feel better is if it was Elsie's hand around it. And for a moment locked on that mental image ignoring the movie on the wall. I began stroking Mark as he stroked me.This almost brought me to climax too fast so I had to clear my head or face the embarrassment of premature ejaculation on a hand job. But the images on the wall were the usual two woman in stockings and garter belts sucking breasts and fingering pussies.
Mark had a perfect grip and over time we seemed know what each other liked. I held out as long as i could. I came shooting spouts of cum over Mark's stomach. Mark came a little after and we looked for the rags to wipe up with. We had forgotten them. It only took a moment and I reached down to wipe some of the cum up on my fingers a placed them in my mouth. After cleaning some off so it wouldn't run down as I moved, I got up and bent down to slurp up some of the cum on Mark's leg. Mark didn't protest so I continued cleaning him up. There was a little under where his cock had laid over as it deflated. Without thinking, I bent down and licked it up. As my tongue moved around the tip of his cock I wrapped my lips around the head. I sucked it into my mouth and as I picked it up I was sucking it into my mouth slowly. Mark let out a long slow,"Man." I took it completely into my mouth and as I raised up he was fully erect by the time I return to the head. I ran my tongue around the head and sucked it deep into my mouth. I continued until I felt him fill my mouth with that wonderful juice. I swallowed it all and then Mark said I caught him by surprise. I sat back and said I hoped he didn't mind. To which he responded let me show you and he took my cock into his mouth.
Sucking cock always makes me hard so I wasn't limp but he took it all. I stretched out and felt he knew what he was doing. As he sucked I felt his hand rubbing under my testicles. And then he moved slowly to my anus. He rubbed it for awhile and it felt so good. I opened up to allow access. Then he spit on my anus before going back to sucking. As he rubbed he began to probe deeper. Slowly inserting his finger until he found my prostate. I had never experienced this before. I found myself push against his finger driving it deeper. He added more spit and worked his finger. As he sucked he ran his mouth down the length of my cock and added more spit before going back to sucking. Then he added a second finger. He was sucking and deep probing until I couldn't hold back. I pushed back driving his fingers deep into my ass nearly to the knuckle and exploded into his mouth. I wasn't sure which felt better his mouth or his fingers.
This was the beginning of a friendship that went on over four more years. I would go see Mark and his other friends there in his uncle's basement. Uncle Fred would come in sometimes to get tools and watch us but never Aunt Elsie. Mark and I became good friends. And the story continued.
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