I Told My Best Friend...Now What?

During my trip to Las Vegas, I got my first ever massage.  During that event I got a hard-on and the therapist allowed me some extra time to take care of myself.  I tried every trick in the book but couldn't become hard during the massage.  I even thought of my best friend, Brian and our camping and hunting trips.  Nothing could stave off my body's reaction.

The Vegas trip was in February of that year.  It was not until August that I was able to tell my friend and neighbor about it.  We were drinking on the back patio.  I told Brian about getting the massage.  He stated that he could not do that because he was too embarrassed about his small cock.  I just quipped that more than a mouthful is a waste.  We laughed.  We grabbed a couple more beers from the fridge.  I had to pee and went out to a tree in the backyard.  To my surprise Brian joined me.  He usually waited until I got back to the patio.  This time we stood side-by-side at the tree.  I was wearing gym shorts so I had no fly from which to pee so I pulled them down to about mid-thigh to allow my friend a good look at my little cock.  Brian was wearing jean shorts and unbuttoned and unzipped them to pee.  "See! Small cock" he said again.  I replied that I learned long ago not to judge a man's size by his flaccid cock.  He wanted to know how many dick's I've seen.  Not yet knowing where he was going, I said tons.  I go to the gym every day.  "That is not what I mean," he said.  "Oh, maybe 5 hard" I replied a bit sheepishly still.  "Six!" was a he said.  I looked over at Brian.  He had a big grin on his face.  I looked down to find his small but hard cock pointing straight up.  Damn, I miss my 20s.  

That was the extent of our exchange on the subject that night.  The next Friday evening Brian came over to my house as I was pulling into the driveway.  I handed him my keys to unlock the door to my house as I unloaded my truck.  Once inside we grabbed a couple of beers from my fridge.  I told him that I need to change out of my work clothes.  We were having a conversation so I invited him into my bedroom as I changed so we could talk.  He followed me into the bathroom where my closet was. I shrugged and started taking off my clothes.  I stripped down to my tighty-whities and socks and threw my dirty clothes into the laundry basket.  I could feel the blood surging to my cock.  I guess Brian saw it too.  He pulled down his tight jean shorts that he liked so much.  Standing there in just his t-shirt and white briefs got me full on hard.  There was no hiding it now.  We walked back into the bedroom.  He stopped me at the bed, pulled down his undies and then mine.  I was now completely naked except for my white sports socks.  My dick was bouncing, throbbing.  Brian sat on my bed and started to slowly stroke his cock into full erection.  He was still smaller than me even hard but that is a turn on for me.  I sat next to Brian as we both stroked our dicks to completion.  It did not take us long.  

Brian and I held weekly mutual jack off session together after that.  Every Friday evening before his wife got home from work we would rub one out gother.  Sometime just doing ourselves and sometimes each other.  Once his second baby was born we stopped.  He just did not have the time with taking care of a new born.