My First (only) Male - Male

I was a nerdy kid growing up.  I lived in a very religious household with no talk of sex and the school provided no real sex education.  I learned by accident how to masturbate while showering.  I thought I was the only one who knew what that felt like and also figured I was some kind of perv.  I never dated in high school.  I was tall and skinny, a bookish kind of kid.  I only had one close friend and we talked about girls and getting out of our small town but I never talked about jerking off with him.  I was embarrased that I masturbated all the time. When I was 18 I packed my things and moved to college.  It was my first time away from home and the first time I had a roommate.  Darrell was kind of nerdy too, but he seemed to have more of a way with the girls.  He was shorter than me, about 5' 9", and a little heavier than me.  He had longish dark hair and more muscular.  We settled in as friends the first few days and talked about our lives.  He was aghast that I had not had any pussy, much less had not even dated.  By his tales, he had been with 3 girls. After a few days, I had been avoiding jerking off because of Darrell being around all the time, and I was so horny I couldn't stand it.  That night, after we turned the lights out, I could hear a rustling in the bed next to me.  I knew what was going on by Darrell's heavy breathing.  My cock was already hard and I began to stroke myself as quietly as I could.  The sounds grew louder and I could tell he was cumming.  My orgasm hit me so hard I could not restrain myself and I came with a loud groan.  I lay there not moving, not knowing what to do, and then I heard Darrell laughing.  I rolled over and looked at him, he was looking at me and laughingly said, "I guess you needed that as much as me".  I grinned and just said, "Yeah". We didn't talk about it after that, but almost every night one of us would begin to jack off and the other would join in.  In the darkness it didn't seem to be a big deal, but that would change. One night we both went to a party and had a bunch to drink.  Neither of us had any luck that night with the girls. so we headed back to the dorm.  When we got back, we both stripped down to our underwear and Darrell pulled out a video tape and put it in the tv tape player.  (for younger people, this was way before dvds and the internet).  I had only seen a playboy once in my life and I was frozen in place as I saw real live people having sex on the tv.  I had an instant boner throbbing in my tented shorts.  I looked over at Darrell and he had pulled his underwear down and was acting like I was not even there. He bagan to stroke his cock while watching the video tape. Now, I stood there in awe.  I had seen other guy's cocks in the shower at school, but this was the first time I had seen a cock in all its glory.  My dick was almost 6 inches, but Darrell's cock was at least two or three inches longer and it was much thicker than mine.  My mouth was in an O as I watched him.  I no longer was interested in the video, I couldn't take my eyes off of his cock.  I seemed to memorize every detail of it as the head of his cock began to turn purple and his balls moved and shook.  Without knowing it, I had moved closer and sat down on my bed just a few feet away from him, even leaning forward a bit.  I had begun to stroke myself while watching him. Darrell finally glanced my way, never stopping, and said, "Get with it dude".  I didn't know what he meant and I didn't want to do the wrong thing, so I lay down and took my cock out and began to stroke it.  Darrell began to breath hard and I knew he was about to cum, I watched his hand move on his cock as he thrust his hips up and a long stream of cum shot out of him, rising at least two feet in the air.  His cum looped up and then back down, raining down on his hand, cock and belly.  I watched him take his cum in his hand and rub it up and down his cock and that is when I finally came too. We lay there until our breathing settled.  Darrell laughed and got up and got us something to drink, saying, "that was fun". We both watched the video some more and we both came again that night, but I never took my eyes off his cock.  That was the closest I ever came to engaging sexually with another guy.  Over the next year, we masturbated together all the time.  We were never embarrased about it at all.  We both finally began to date girls and our jack off time diminished. I still masturbate alot.  I am married but I still masturbate.  For various reasons my sex life with my wife has diminished over the years and now I find I masturbate about as much as I did in college.  It is one of the most satisfying things in life. But I have to admit something.  I never have had feelings for another man, never met one I thought about.  But many times, when I am aroused and about to masturbate, I think of Darrell.  My one regret was doing nothing.  That first time I watched him masturbate, seeing his huge cock, my mouth hung open and I almost drooled.  I wanted to touch it,  hold it in my hand, stroke it, maybe, just maybe, even to taste it and feel it in my mouth.  What would he have done?  What would have happened?  I will never know.  But as I sit here with a hard, throbbing cock that is oozing precum, the picture in my head is of that night.........................................