My Introduction to Mutual Masturbation

Whenever I found myself alone and horny and, like so many other men, thoughts turned to company as I masturbated.  Online chatting whilst stroking my hard cock only exacerbated the desire to stroke with someone else, someone who got equally turned on by the horny images I would stroke to for hours on screen.  The fantasy stayed just that way for many years as I imagined the process that might have got me to playing alongside a fellow 'jerk buddy'.  That was until I met Jay.

Jay was one of those anonymous avatars in the digital world that always made me a little excited when I saw his name pop up on screen.  Like me he was an avid masturbator, and our mutual taste in pornography gave us much to talk (and stroke) about.  As our sexual blood pressure rose chats would often turn to themes of helping one another out or watching each other jerk and off and it wasn't long before we enjoyed turning on our webcams to witness the final climaxes of each others relaxed easy going sessions.  The release was always fantastic and our bond grew over this private channel of erotic communication.

The reality of meeting up in person was hampered by many obstacles.  The physical distance between us, the fact that we both lived with others who may not have been enamoured by the sight of two men playing together (if only!) and the genuine nervousness we both shared all led to an invisible roadblock that existed in our horny minds. After reading other peoples tales of how it happened I felt emboldened to make it happen, often spending extra time in the shower as I closed my eyes and pictured how it would all play out.

After a fellow online masturbator posted a story here I decided that life was too short to not try it out and I contacted my interstate buddy to set it up.  Dates and locations were tossed around, a couple of close encounters popped up out of nowhere but after many months it was a serendipitous moment that made it happen.  

I was working interstate and, as was often the case when I'd have a hotel room to myself and high speed internet I would strip off, jump under the covers and get online.  After a few minutes of logging on to my favourite sites, the unmistakeable 'ping' of a new message popped up on my screen.  "Hey mate, horny?"  

"Always fella," I replied, "working away from home so the temptation was strong," I added.  I attached an erotic black and white photo of two women locked in a passionate embrace to underline my arousal. 

"Yeah me too, I'm in Melbourne all week," he replied, "staying at the Rendezvous so no complaints."

"Fuck off," I shot back, "so am I,"  My heart palpitated.

"What room are you in?" 

"643 on the old side, you?"

"438, wanna meet then?"

As I threw on some track pants, my erect cock now softening with the apprehension that was taking over me I grabbed my laptop and room key and made my way to the elevator.  There was no time for dry-run imagined rehearsals, we were going live!  I was thrilled but nervous as all hell.  At worst I was going to be able to say gday, look at some porn and decide that it was not for me and go back to my room.  I knocked three times on his door.

As the door opened I knew that it was all going to be cool, Jay had that relaxed, easygoing demeanour that said whatever happens happens.  He beckoned me in to the well appointed hotel room, lamplight casting a soft glow to the suite, an unmade king-size bed dominating the space.  His laptop cast an even softer blue hue on the desk, and the black and white picture that I'd sent to him was full screen.  He pointed to it and commended me on my selection.  We always sent the most erotic images to each other.  Never anything too pornographic or 'hard-core', certainly never anything illegal either.  Our taste was softly lit, beautifully shot and highly suggestive. 

"I see you brought yours too," and nodded to the laptop under my arm, "I've got an idea," he said and disconnected his from it's power supply.  "Why don't we both send each other images like we always do, but from the same room? Take it from there, if it's all too weird then no worries, we'll call it off."

Good idea I thought to myself, though I'd also run that scenario through my head a few times.  "Where shall we do it?'

"I thought I might jump into bed, welcome to join me." 

​​​​​​​"Sure, why not?"  I could feel my mouth getting drier and drier.

We approached the bed from opposite sides, I took my cue from him and removed my track pants whilst keeping on my boxers and t-shirt.  We sidled in awkwardly propping ourselves up on the always generous selection of pillows.  Being a king-size bed there was enough distance between us to not be touching, that was not on my mind now, my mind was jelly.

Jay flipped open his computer and jumped back in, selecting incognito mode on his browser as was the habit for me.  His face was avidly studying the screen, his fingers tracing intriguingly across the trackpad.  I opened mine up and did the same, immediately scrolling down the screen for an image that would take my fancy.

The notifications window sprung up on the top right, Jay has sent an image.  As I clicked on it, the familiar feeling of excitement flooded my mind and, as I opened the attachment to reveal a happy looking model, in her 40s seductively looking at the lens, her softly lit breasts perfectly formed with slightly upturned nipples, all feelings of trepidation left the building.  I was going to enjoy this...

Part Two to follow soon...DM me with any comments..