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My friend and I Masturbate Together--first time

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: hotnipples Posted on: 04 Mar 2004 1 comments
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I hadn't masturbated with anyone since the first time my buddy showed me how to pleasure myself. Then I got a crush on a friend, and the urge was overpowering. I got up the courage to do it....I'm usually very shy about talking about masturbation with my friends---only a few times always because someone else brought it up; I'm too shy and scared of being "exposed", and anyway, my fantasies when I masturbate are my own business, and I don't really need anyone else....I fantasize about girls, my girlfriends past and present, then sometimes I think about other guys, I get turned on in a different way---tense and strong and really horny. Now and then I get a "crush" on some guy, I mean, I think he's attractive and like to be around him. Nothing much more. And if I have a crush on some guy, then it's bound to happen one night in bed--I'll start thinking of what he would look like naked, and imagine that we're jacking off together. And, to be honest, sometimes I imagine what it would be like to wrap my lips around the tip of his penis, and rub it with my tongue, and feel him stiffen and his muscles go tight and then hold my lips tight around his cock while his sperm shoots into my mouth. Now, I've never done anything like that, but I've sure imagined it! There was one guy, named Damon that I'd known for a while before we started hanging out together. He was tall, large and kind of like John Wayne. He'd sometimes say things like, "geeze, I could sure get off dreaming about HER", or "Wow, that would make me cream," or "I can get hard thinking about THAT". I was so shy, I wouldn't say anything at all, though I felt a tinge of excitement every time he said something. Then one Friday night I was under the covers and I got really horny thinking about him---I mean REALLY horny. I could hardly breathe I was so excited, and all night I imagined his cock in his hand, his balls, and his hairy thighs spread wide. I came over and over again with imagining sucking his cock, and rubbing his balls letting him watch me masturbate over him. I mean, I was so hot, I masturbated all night and fell asleep at dawn. I woke up late with a hard-on, feeling dirty, and aroused and very erotic. I masturbated again. Had breakfast and went into the shower, I got really horny, and I took my finger and slipped it into my asshole and jerked myself really hard until I came about three times without ever going limp. I was horny!!!!!I took a nap, and I woke up, and then I knew that I just had to ask Damon, I wanted to see his cock SO bad, I couldn't think of anything else. We were going to a movie that night and I wanted to approach him but I was scared. I imagined fucking him, and us giving each other blow jobs, and all kinds of "dirty" stuff that I would never have the guts to even mention to him. I was obsessed, and I was afraid if I came on to him it would get really weird and ugly. I didn't know what to do. I was nervous and confused.He picked me up, and we had pizza before the movie. I was kind of quiet. I was really quiet, actually. I kept trying to think of what to say to steer the conversation, but I was mortified to ask. Finally he asked why I was so quiet. I said, "Oh, I was masturbating all night, and I'm kind of strange." God, I couldn't believe I said that! Damon laughed, and said, "Oh, I thought you might be sick. Did you enjoy it?" I said, "Yeah, I was really hot!" Then we went to the movie.I could tell Damon wasn't into the movie, he was thinking about something else. My mind was racing I was so embarrassed by what I'd said, and nervous about what Damon thought, and trying to think of all kinds of excuses and things to say to make light of it. The movie raced by without me noticing it.We usually went for coffee after a movie, and Damon drove to a new place, kind of dark and funky, where we'd never been. After we sat and got our coffee, we were quiet. Damon broke the ice, "I was thinking about what you told me. That really turned me on." I felt such relief when I heard that, all the tension flooded away, and I felt euphoric. I must have turned really red, because I was so hot I stripped down to my tee shirt when everyone else was in coats and sweaters.We talked a little, back and forth, carefully, about masturbation, and I felt so open and relaxed, it was wonderful. Then I thought "What if he asks why I was so turned on??", and I got uptight, and began to clam up again. Damon kept talking a little, about his favorite fantasies, and then stopped. We were silent for a long time, or it seemed that way. I was helpless and tongue-tied. I had begun thinking again about being naked, jacking with Damon, but I was trying to make those thoughts go away, when Damon asked, "Do you ever have fantasies about masturbating with other guys? I do."The dam burst again, and I was so happy he said that!!! "Yeah! Not all the time, but sometimes, ever since I was small." I told him about my first experience masturbating, with my friend Bobby, who showed me what to do. Then I got shy, and said, "But I never thought about really doing it." Damon heard that, and a smile came over his face, and he turned red. He leaned forward on the table, close to my face, and he lowered his voice. He scared me he was so intense. "Do you want to jack off?" I looked him in the eye and said, "Yes".Damon drove us to his apartment, which was very neat and clean. I had been there before several times, and it was comfortable. He had leather couches and very dramatic lights (he was a photographer), and he always had photo magazines around. I was nervous and shaking. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I knew I was already enjoying it!Damon gave me a drink, and said he would get ready. He left and came back with a slide projector, and while he set it up he told me that he had a collection of erotic pictures that he like to watch when he had a "session". Then he brought out two clean white towels, which he placed on the couches for us to sit on and some lube and hand towels that he set between us. I'm glad Damon was in control, because I was completely nervous and at a loss about what to do. I just nodded and said yes, either like an idiot, or like a girlfriend that was letting herself be seduced. But when Damon sat down and began to unzip his pants, I spoke up, "Don't you want to get naked?" Damon kind of laughed nervously and said, "Well, yeah, when I'm by myself." My mind was raging again, and images of Damon and me naked together flooded my brain, my stomach grew tight. I didn't know what to do, and then I became really calm, and I stood up and started taking off ALL my clothes, unbuttoning my shirt first, and I said, "You can do what feels comfortable, but I've GOT to strip. I'm horny as hell, and I can't control it."I was just pulling down my pants, with my half-erection, when Damon got up and left the room. "Oh God," I thought, "I really blew it. He's freaked out." I sat down, limp, scared, my heart pounding. I heard Damon's bedroom door open, and he walked into the living room stark naked! He walked around turning down the lights, and started the slide show.We spent the night jacking, watching the pictures, lingering together on stuff that made us hot and talking about fantasies and pictures, and stuff that we liked, and our girlfriends, and sucking their nipples, or how big their labia were, and about getting blow jobs, and all those things. We each came many times. We talked a lot about our fantasies, and how we liked to jack off, and watched each other. His body was like I imagined it, his cock a little smaller, with neat black curly hair, and tight balls. He had lots of cum. I came watching him, and thinking lewd thoughts, but I was too scared to tell him about my last night's dreams and the dirty thoughts I had. We fell asleep, and I woke up on the couch in the morning.I went home, and slept the whole day. When I woke up, I felt weird and needed to call him. I tried to be casual, but, like, what could I say except, "I really got off doing that, did you?" He told he was so turned on, he spent the day jacking off more. Wow!There was something in his voice that sounded a little funny, and without thinking I asked, "Did you have fantasies about me?" "Yeah, lots of them" he kind of laughed. "Didn't you?""No, I slept all day, but....the night before last, when I said I masturbated all night, what do you think I was thinking about---jacking with you!!""Jacking with me?" "Yeah" When I heard how he said "Yeah", I knew it would happen again, and my dick began to swell. I stroked it, and I felt bold."Do you want to hear my fantasy?""Ok.""Well, I really like your package, like it's clean, and your dick is really beautiful, in a way, and can imagine kissing it, and I wonder what it would be like to slip my lips around the tip and play with my tongue until you came, and---this is really dirty---but I can feel your cum pump into my mouth.""Wow""What about you?"He didn't say anything. I said, "Come on, you gotta tell.""Ok, you know how you lay back and slowly stroked the bottom of your dick? Well, that really turned me on, but today, I was stroking myself, and I saw you laying back with your legs wide open and you dick laying against your stomach, and I imagined going over and licking it up and down with my tongue until you came, and then licking up all the cum that was spurting all over."About that time, I couldn't hold myself and I said into the phone, "I'm cumming" and Damon was quiet, then he said, "I just came, too."We both cleaned up and continued talking. I felt kind of tired and dirty again, and I wanted to get off the line and go to bed. Damon kind of was let down, too, but he wanted to talk more. "Of course, I don't think I could ever really DO those things, you know."I said, "Yeah"."I mean, it's a turn-on, but I just like to masturbate.""Yeah. Well, I'm really tired, I'll talk to you later, ok?"And there was more...later.