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My Gregarious Friend Mike

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Another story from a client.


My wife and I met another couple about 5 years ago, and the four of us frequently dine together on Friday nights, often laughing and having a great time until the early hours of the morning. The two women have become less interested in sex, and Mike and I have discussed that from time to time. Of course nothing came of it. We are both faithful to our wives. But he is a rather remarkable character. That's one of the reasons I like him. Plus, he is rather attractive. Not that I'd do anything about that. But he is tall, slim, and has a full head of white curly hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He looks like a movie star, and it raises my own self-esteem just being around him. More than once, I've imagined that it would be nice to see him nude. I mean, he'd make a great photographer's model. [My client who is telling this story is slight of build, bald, and resembles Jean-Luke Picard (Patrick Stewart), captian of Star Trek Next Generation.] Anyway, the remarkable thing about him is how gregarious he is. I believe that's the word. He's loud, jokes around, and touches everyone all the time. I wish I were less shy, and more like Mike. When I say he touches people, I mean he really does. He hugs men as well as women, even if he's only known them for 30 seconds. He fully hugs, not holding back. He hugs me all the time. He is always putting his hand on my wife's back or shoulders, and on mine, as well as his wife's shoulders and so on. I've seen him give his wife huge, passionate kisses. (In fact, my wife has asked why I can't be more like that:)) When he shakes a man's hand, he usually clasps it in both of his hands, then leans in and gives the guy a hug. And, I've seen him do exactly that with women, too. His wife doesn't seem to mind. After all, it is all innocent. It's not like he wants to get in anyone's pants, or so I thought. One day, at a rather fancy restaurant, I excused myself from the two women to visit the restroom. Mike had left for the restroom a moment earlier. In the restroom is a typical line of urinals. Mike was just finishing up, and I took my position at the urinal to his left. We could see each other's dicks if we had wanted to. But, being the polite and shy guy I am, I didn't even think of glancing at his. However, he obviously saw mine, because he exclaimend in a too-loud voice, "Hey, you're not circumcised!" I was embarrassed that if anyone had been in a toilet stall, they would easily have heard that. Fortunately, the place was empty other than us two. Knowing that he was seeing me peeing, my stream immediately, involuntarily stopped. In a moment, I was able to resume peeing. But, as I was doing so, Mike turned slightly toward me with his penis still sticking out of his fly, and without thinking it through, I stopped my urination again and turned slightly toward him, as anyone would when someone is going to speak to you. Mike then reached out, and touched the end of my penis! I mean, he just reached out, and gently grabbed it. I was gob-smacked! But it was Mike, and such were his ways, right? He didn't let go right away. Instead, he asked, "Can I check out your foreskin?" I can't remember exactly how I answered. I believe I didn't say anything, or maybe it was a non-commital "hmmm." But he just went right on. Now, with the fingertips of both hands, he started manipulating my foreskin. He seemed to want to pull it back so he could see my cockhead. And guess what? I started to get erect! There's no way he didn't notice that. "What happened next?" you may wonder. Well, I'll tell you. After a moment, he slowly let go, and zipped up his fly, while I zipped up mine. And you know what he did next? He winked! Without another word, we both rejoined our wives and had another great evening of drinking a bit of wine, discussing politics, and laughing our heads off at the former antics of our now-grown children. That was last Friday. I've been thinking about that incident ever since, like at 100 miles an hour, day and night. What's going to happen next? I'm sure that was not the end of it but rather the beginning of something that will be remarkable. One thing I know for sure is that if Mike wants to instigate something futher, I'm all in!

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