Muddy, Then Naked

Not too long ago in my mid-teens, my mom dropped me off at a friend's house on her way to work and was going to pick me back up in her way home. He lived across town so it really wasn't walking distance, especially in the middle of summer in the sun. While I was there, we walked down to the park in the back of his subdivision with a couple other friends and decided to play a little football while we were down there. It was about a half-hour in when a random summer storm popped up, as they tend to do. It didn't last more than 5 minutes but was an absolute downpour, making the field we were in all kinds of muddy. It didn't stop us, though, and we kept playing for about another 15-20 minutes before we were hot, tired and thirsty. Needless to say, we were a mess. Heading back to his house, we were absolutely filthy, and just by chance his mother saw us walking up the driveway. She ran to the front door and said "uh-uh, you aren't walking in my house like that. Go around to the back patio." We weren't sure what she had in mind, but we walked around and stood by the back door for a minute until she came out with a laundry basket and a couple bath towels. 

"Ok, give me your clothes."

"What? Why?"

"Why do you think? I have to wash them. I told you, you aren't coming in my house looking like that."

"What if the neighbors see us?"

"Should have thought of that before you decided to play in the mud. Off."

First went our shoes and socks, then shirts and shorts. Both in our boxers, she just stared at us holding the basket. Looking around, we slowly pulled them off, leaving us bare outside for God and everyone to see of they wanted. Dropping them in the basket, she set it inside the door and walked over and turned on the hose. Spraying us from head to toe, she got off as much mud as she could and handed us the towels. They still got pretty dirty as we dried off so they went into the basket as well. She told us to both go take a shower to get the rest of it out, and she would let us know when our clothes came out of the dryer. It might be a while, though, because they might have to be washed twice. Heading upstairs, I took the bath bathroom and he went to his parent's room. 

I usually shower pretty quick, so I came out first and went back to his room, sitting on the edge of his bed until he was done. About 10 minutes later he came out and she started the laundry. Closing his door behind him, the first thing he did was go to his drawers and started getting out and underwear and a shirt. 

"Whoa, what are you doing?"

"Getting dressed."

"No no, if I gotta be naked, you gotta be naked."

"Dude, seriously?"

"Yeah, seriously. I have no clothes and your stuff doesn't fit me. I'm not staying naked alone."

"Suit yourself."

Putting the clothes back, he plopped down at the foot of his bed and turned on the TV. The way his room was set up, his bed was in the corner and the TV was on the wall at the foot. He was leaning back so I layed down at the other end behind him. We just bullshitted for a little while watching TV when I suddenly noticed he was starting to get an erection. It wasn't long before he was sitting there completely hard. I said "really? Now?" He kind of shrugged and said "you know we can't control it." I thought it was going to go away after a couple minutes, but he was still sitting there saluting. What he said next kind of caught me off guard. 

"Wanna watch some porn?" 

"Porn? Now?"

"Why not? I've already got a boner."

"Ok, whatever."

He woke up his laptop and plugged in a cord running to the TV, and it wasn't long before he was searching around for a good one to watch. A few pages deep he said "oh yeah, here we go", picking one with two young women using vibrators. We both stared at the screen watching them toy with themselves and each other, and it wasn't long before my cock started rising as well. Laying there pointing at the ceiling, I couldn't help but look back and forth, comparing. I also couldn't help that he was a good deal bigger than me, even though he was only about 5'6" in his bare feet. "Dude...I'm kinda jealous of that cock." He held the base between two fingers and shook it back and forth, saying "you like that, huh?" "You ever measured it?" "Yeah, it's a little over 6.5. If I'm really horny, sometimes closer to 7." Being between 5.5 and 6, I suddenly got a little bashful, especially for being a bigger sized guy. I think he could tell, because he said "hey, you aren't exactly small. Your balls are pretty big, too." It made me relax a little, spreading my legs and giving a full view. We both got kind of quiet watching the action, and suddenly I watched him grab his cock and start stroking. "Are you really jerking off in front of me?" He looked back and, not missing a stroke said "yeah, why aren't you?" "In your bed? No thanks." "Oh come on, just do it. It'll feel good." Peer pressure is a hell of a thing, because he kept looking at me until I started stroking along with him. "There you go. Tissues are on the night stand." "You better not tell anyone about this." "Don't worry, this stays between us." Going back to the video, we were both stroking at a pretty quick pace, it wasn't too much longer before I knew I was going to cum. I reached over and grabbed a tissue and really went for it, soon after wrapping it around my cock and shooting my load into it, softly moaning and wiggling around on the sheets. Hearing me cum set him off, leaning back and letting loose all over his chest and belly. It took him a minute to catch his breath, but he finally said "holy fuck that was a good cum". I handed him a couple tissues and he wiped up. 

About 10 minutes went by and, even though we both had started going flaccid, he was standing tall again. "You think you can go again?" "Yeah, I can." "Good, I want to show you something." He walked over to his closet and, having to stand on his tippy toes, pulled out a shoebox and opened it on his bed, revealing a Fleshlight and bottle of lube. "Is that a-", and before I could finish he smiled at me and nodded his head. "How did you get that?" "My cousin got it for me for my birthday. Said every guy needs one." "How does it feel?" "Dude...I can't even use it before I cum at least once. I'll cum in, like, 2 seconds." "Damn...how do you use it." "Watch."

He gets on his knees and wedges it between his mattress and box spring, then taking the lube and dribbling a little on his head and shaft. Smearing it all over, he rests his head against the pussy lips, slowly pushing inside. He took a deep breath as I watched his cock disappear inside the toy. When he got in to his balls, he grabbed a pillow and leaned over the bed, slowly pulling out and sliding back in. Getting a decent rhythm, he started groaning, mumbling "ooh...oh yeah...oooh yeah..." He got going a little faster and, after about a minute of fucking, pushed in a far as he could, grunting. He shook and squeezed the pillow tight as he blew his second load deep into the toy. I could tell it felt really, really good. Once he settled himself down he pulled his softening penis out of the toy, flopping and dripping a mix of lube and cum onto the carpet. Falling back onto his butt he said "your turn". My hands were shaking as I grabbed the lube and slicked up my cock. Taking a deep breath I pushed my head between the lips, my jaw dropping as the soft ridges flowed over my sensitive head. It was warm and wet, his load of cum no doubt covering my cock, but I didn't care. I pulled back out to the tip and pushed back in, already feeling like I could blow. I have it a few more pumps before there was suddenly a knock on the door. We both froze as his mom said our clothes were ready. Praying she didn't open the door, he said "ok, you can land them in the hall. We'll get them in a minute." She set the basket down and, hearing footsteps leaving, both of us sighed in relief. "Dude, I thought she was going to see me fucking this thing." "Me too...ok, keep going. I need to hide this thing." I started pumping in and out of it again, imagining it was the petite brunette who sat across from me in math class. I don't think I lasted 20 seconds before I couldn't hold back, digging my toes into the carpet and rope after rope shooting from my piss slit. Tears even welled up in my eyes from cumming so hard. He leaned in the bed next to me and said "good, huh?" "Holy fuck...I've never cum like that. I have to have one of these." "I'll talk to my cousin, maybe he can get you one too. Ok, I need to dump this thing out. I'll wash it tonight."

I pulled out and grabbed a couple more tissues, trying to clean up the gooey mess that covered my cock. I thought I got it all, but when we got dressed I could still feel some greasy spots in my underwear. Looking in the trash can, there was a big pile of new tissues, the pale yellow stain soaking through them. I was there for a couple more hours until my ride showed up, and as he said, that day stayed between the two of us. Also, he did talk to his cousin and, pooling up my allowance I had enough money after a few weeks. It was a simpler one, but still took my masturbation to a new level. I had to wait until I had the house to myself for a while, but the first day I used it I came inside it four times.