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My Friend and I Masturbate Together---after the ice broke.

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Even before we ever got naked together we liked to check out women as we drove around, undressing them with our thoughts, guessing what they looked like naked, the color of their pubic hair, the size of their nipples, their noises in bed. One day, after the ice was broken between the two of us, we were eating snacks at the beach in Damon's car, watching girls walk by right next to the car, and we both were getting hot bulges between our thighs as we talked about how hot they made us...Several people wanted to know what more happened between Damon and me after our first times masturbating together "My Friend and I Masturbate Together"http://www.whisperinglily.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=852 and http://www.whisperinglily.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=853...so here's what happened nextDamon and I met often at his place after the first time we jacked together. Even though I had "seduced" him, Damon had taken control, and I had become kind of like his girlfriend, always letting him take the lead. We had such eroticism that I was content with that-- after we were both hot it didn't matter who was "leading".My plan with Damon was to share sex between us as men; he would taste my favors, just as I tasted his, and we would jack together. Neither of us had girlfriends at the time, and we both like sex (an understatement). It was convenient---no girls, then we can still enjoy sex ourselves. That was my plan even though I originally didn't have a plan, just a really big urge---I suddenly HAD to jack off with him. I didn't think about it.But Damon was the kind of guy that if you wanted to get close to him you had to be, well, his girlfriend. Loyal, friendly, and there for his pleasure. I liked it actually. I liked turning him on, giving him whatever sex he wanted, and pleasuring myself at the thought of it. I liked being manly jacking together, and I liked being naked, curled on the sofa, soft and warm, watching erotic pictures on a screen, wondering if this night he would have me taste his cum, or if instead we would jack together like heroes in a war movie. It was easy, and it was very, very sexy.We loved looking at erotica together, and it always plunged us into erotic pleasures. Sometimes that would end with my lips wrapped around his cock and my fingers locked on his balls. Other times, we had long sessions of jacking, watching each other, looking at porn, and drawing out the thrill of our soft, tender cocks a long, long, time before one of us would cum in big sticky wads, and the other would follow, and we would pause, wipe cum from our bodies, have a drink or snack, and plunge again into the well of our erotic mood.Usually we just jacked, but when the mood struck, Damon would spread his legs and let his cock swing in the air, and tell me how good it would feel if I sucked it, and a thrill would pass over me. I would know that I could not resist, but I would wait anyway, a minute or ten or an hour, before I went over to him and my fingers pushed his legs open and my tongue found the soft edge of his cock.Damon never returned the favor, never talked about sucking me, never even joked about it. I would serve him, make his pleasure, do his bidding, and even though I felt the hot waves of his desire, and saw his lips follow my hand as it stroked my cock, he never knelt in front of me, gave me his tongue, and let me wet his face with my cum. At least not at first.Now, even before we ever got naked together we liked to check out women as we drove around, undressing them with our thoughts, guessing what they looked like naked, the color of their pubic hair, the size of their nipples, their noises in bed. One day, after the ice was broken between the two of us, we were eating snacks at the beach in Damon's car, watching women walk by right next to the car, and we both were getting hot bulges between our thighs as we talked about how hot they were. Without a word, smoothly and silently, without even a hint, Damon slipped his pants down, revealing a large and swollen cock, and he began stroking himself. God, it was like he was out on the street! Out in public! If someone had walked by and looked, they would have seen his cock in the air! I was scared and excited and shocked, but Damon was obsessed and oblivious, and stroked harder and harder until he came. Soon after that the bulge in my pants became irresistible and I lifted my hips and pulled my pants down.Damon startled me by reaching over with his large hand and curling his fingers around my erection, smoothly strongly bringing me to a huge orgasm with just a few strokes. We were both relaxed and sleepy after cumming in the hot sun of the car, and we didn't move. I started to feel horny again, even though I was still really soft, and I played with my cock while it slowly became hard again, and again Damon's hand came between my legs and rubbed my balls and stroked me slowly to climax.We were in no mood to hurry, and must have sat there a couple of hours, and cum three or four times before we went back to Damon's place. Damon was turned on like I'd never seen him, and couldn't stop talking about how horny he was. He went to the shower, and I sat in a chair playing with myself. I was half hard when he came out of the bathroom stark naked with a hard on bouncing between his legs. He saw me in the chair and stopped, stood for a moment, and his hand went to his cock and began to gently stroke, his eyes glued to the red dick between my legs. After a minute he took a couple of steps over to me. His legs seemed to collapse as he dropped to the floor, his hands reaching and spreading out over my crotch, grasping my cock and slipping it messily, inexpertly, into his mouth. He sucked slowly, wet and warm, and my legs fell open. I closed my eyes, not to scare him away and to relax into the pleasure of his tongue.I was nervous and I'd cum so many times already that day, and Damon had to suck on me a long time before I came. He never looked up until I had pumped my cum into his mouth and his face was dripping with cum, dripping when he fell backward, lay on his back and masturbated himself to a major, shaking orgasm.Well, you can imagine that this became a favorite pastime for us. Jacking together in the hot car usually meant the beginning of an erotic evening to follow an evening of several orgasms, cumming over and over until we sat limp and wet and exhausted. Damon and I got together regularly for several months. We both dated girls during this time, and when we were dating we didn't get together---well, actually, we didn't get together as often! Even after we both had steady girlfriends we were living with we continued to have special, very erotic evenings now and then---boys' night out! And I felt a special bond with Damon's girlfriend, even though I couldn't tell her about it directly---Like her, I knew the touch of Damon's hands spreading my legs, the feel of his penis piercing my lips, and the thrill as he jerked uncontrollably, cum pouring out of his cock, messy and warm over my hand and in my face, and I knew the smell of his crotch, the feel of his pubic hairs on my face, and the strength of his tongue bringing me to orgasm.

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