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Jerking Off With My Friends

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I don't know if this is the kind of thing you want to write about, but here's a little story you might like. It's totally true, as I'm sure you'll figure out. I mean, who could make this stuff up, and why would they? I'm a little embarrassed to tell it, but, well, not really. So, my friends John, Brian, and I were hanging out at John's house, which we often did. His parents were seldom home, so we could do anything. We had been high school buddies, and now we were in junior college. By the way, we all did well, went on to various universities, and now are professionals with our own families and so on. Even though his parents were seldom there, we never did anything that you'd call bad at his house. Oh, we snuck a bottle of Jack Daniels once and sampled it. We didn't even get drunk, as I recall. We were good kids. Anyway. This one time, Brian pulled a video out of his backpack. It was in the days of VHS tapes. Remember those? Kids these days don't even know what "rewind" means. So, we figured it would be a basketball game or something. He announced it was a porn video. Brian and I immediately sat up straight. A porn video? Really? Oh, we were instantly excited. Brian made a production out of putting it in the VCR. First he asked whether we really wanted to see it. Then he said  it was probably too severe for us - it would bend our minds. Finally, John and I jumped on him, wrestled it out of his hands, and put it in the player. A moment of snow on the screen, then opening credits. And then three people, two men and a woman, getting together in someone's living room. Not very exciting so far, but of course we knew it would get better. There was rapt attention in the room. No of us said a word. More of the three people, in their clothes, pouring drinks and so on. We couldn't stand it. Finally Brian grabbed the remote and fast-forwarded to where they're playing strip poker, and starting to lose clothing. Kind of knowing what was coming, I started to bone up, hoping Brian and John weren't noticing. I didn't think to do so at the time, but if I had looked at their pants, I probably would have noticed them being in the same state. Finally, the tape started getting good. Very good! Everyone in the video had lost their clothes, and the woman was giving one man, and then the other a blowjob while they were fondling her tits. I think you can imagine where the video went from there, but this story isn't about that. So by now, all three of us were suffering severely from boneritis, and not saying a word to the others. I kept thinking I should do something to break the ice. I had often fantacised about seeing my two friends naked, and when I let my imagination run really wild, like when I was wanking in bed at night, I could imagine wanking with John and Brian. But nothing was happening. Oh, the video was exciting, but I wanted something more. And I believe they did also. But no one was doing anything about it. What should I do? What should I say? If I didn't act fast, the video would come to an end, and this would have been a missed opportunity. But I didn't want to sound 'gay'. Back in the day, that was a big deal, believe it or not. We'd go to great lengths to act 'right,' the way a man was supposed to. Geez! So, geting up my courage, and hoping my voice didn't sound strange - you know, high-pitched, or shaky or something, I finally said, "Boy, that video really gets me going. If you guys weren't here, I'd probably jerk off or something." 'Oh, oh,' I was thinking, I just admitted jerking off to my friends. Error! But no, they both said "me too," almost in unison. It was John who started to launch into exactly what I would have done, had I been more brave. He said something like, "Hey we all do it, right? Might as well admit it. Why, if you two weren't such prude ladies, I'd go ahead and wank right here, right now, in front of you." "Why don't you just go right ahead then? it won't bother us." Brian answered. John shot back, "Not unless you do it too. I'm not going to be alone doing something so weird." And that kind of dampened the conversation. He said "weird" and that's the word that scared us to death in those days. No one wanted to be 'weird.' I knew it was up to me to rescue the situation. "Dudes, I liked how they played strip poker in the video. Would it be too weird if we did the same thing?" Oops, I didn't mean to use the word "weird." It just slipped out. That had the exact wrong effect. Or so I thought. John said, "Not weird at all. We're all horny. We all know we'll go home and jerk off. We might as well do it here, and get it over with." We mumbled our agreement, and John, being the brave one, started to pull down his shorts. Hesitantly, Brian and I did the same thing. Next thing you know, we're all sitting side by side on John's sofa, with our erections sticking up. No strip poker needed. You can probably picture it: Three skinny 19-year-olds, still without hair on their chests, sitting there, not knowing quite whether it is OK to actually wank in front of each other or not. In fact, we were even afraid to actually look at each other's dicks. We started by lightly touching ourselves. No one said anythnig. After a few minutes we started lightly stroking ourselves. The video ended, but we didn't really care. We were now starting to get into it. We spread out on the couch a bit so we could open our legs wider and not bump our knees into each other. Somehow, I guess we all thought that would be 'gay.' Brian came first, while John yelled at him to be careful not to get jizz on the sofa. I wanted the situation to last longer, but then I came, and now staring fully at my dick, John then squirted also. We quickly pulled up our shorts, and all kind of mumbling, admitted that what we just did was "OK," "Yeah, it was nice," and so on. We did have several more wank sessions after that. We pretty much followed the same format, but we added in the strip poker effect. We really seemed to enjoy playing that until one person was totally naked. The next rounds were about the loser being told to do something. It was usually things like "stroke with your left hand," or "see if you can suck your own dick (which none of us could do)," or "try not to cum for five whole minutes," which none of us could do. In time, the dares became much more severe, and we actually did them. Like, "Jerk off Patrick" (me), Put a finger in John's ass," or "Blow Brian." Every now and then the three of us get together over a few beers, and we'll occasionally talk about those years, but we have never recreated old times. We may someday, but it's just too complicated with our wives and kids and all to think of. I have two teenage sons. They are popular. I wonder if they've had the opportunity to play like Brian, John and I have. I hope so.

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