Our Second Time

For the next several weeks after the incident with Brett in the locker room he never really said much to me. We would greet each other in the halls and the few classes we had together but that was about it. I noticed that he was a little less modest in the locker room and shower but still wrapped his towel around him going back and forth to the shower but he was more leisurely getting dressed and spent more time in the locker room when others were around. One day he was the last one there and I was cleaning up and he came over to me and thanked me for what I showed him and he said he was sorry for kind of avoiding me for a while. He said he was a little embarrassed but he had now gotten over that. I told him that it was OK and I was happy to have helped out a brother. I asked if it helped out with his problem of getting hard at strange times and wet dreams and he told me he thought that the problem was pretty much solved and he was grateful for that. We both went home because it was late but decided to hang out together sometimes.  Over the next several months we became pretty good friends and we added a couple of other guys to our group of friends that would hang out together. We talked about school, girls, sports, games, etc. and we played a lot of pickup games of baseball, touch football, etc. We never jerked off or anything like that but talked about it once I awhile. During summer vacation between our freshman and sophomore years we hung out a lot together. In mid-July Brett asked me if I wanted to spend the weekend at his house as his parents were going away for the weekend and his sister was going with them. He was going to be alone for the weekend. His parents said it was OK for me to spend the weekend there and mine had no problem either. I got over there on Friday night and we ate some hot dogs,etc. for dinner and then played around in their pool for a while. Since the area was very private and no one was around we decided to just swim in our underwear. We shed our t-shirts and shorts and I was shocked when I saw that Brett also liked to wear a jock for underwear when it was hot in the summer just like I did. I have always had a thing for jocks (another story for later) and seeing him in his made my cock stir a bit in my jock. Brett said, "It looks like we have the same taste in summer underwear," and I told him that I preferred to wear a jock in the summer when it was hot and have for couple of years.  I noticed that since the end of cross country season the prior fall that Brett had grown more hair on his body and had a nice little patch on his chest and a small trail that led down into the waistband of his jock. He had just about caught up to me in the hair dept. We swam for about an hour and then went back into the house to his room. We toweled off and peeled off our jocks and just kind of looked at each other. I just sort of stared at him because I was surprised to see how he had developed. His flaccid cock was longer than mine by a lot and he had a nice bush of dirty blond hair. He said, "Look, mine's just like yours now". I told him I was happy for him and now he had caught up with all of the other guys in the locker room. He said that he would not be embarrassed next season as he had not reason to be any longer. I noticed that his cock had begun to stir and he had developed a semi and I was in the same state. He noticed that we were both getting hard and he asked if I would like to look as some porn magazines that he had found in his parent’s bedroom closet. In those days porn was really Playboys and Penthouse but I had never really had much experience with them. So we got them out and we laid on his queen size bed on our backs and each paged through a magazine.  I was hard immediately and I looked down and saw that Brett was as hard as I was. I couldn't believe how big his boner had gotten in the 8 months or so since I had seen it in the locker room. I told him that he was way bigger than me now and he smiled and said it wasn't so big. So I said we should get out a ruler and measure. So he got one from his desk and placed it on top of his hard cock and it measured just about 6.5". Then he said let's measure yours so he put the ruler on top of mine and I measured about 5.0".  Then we measured circumference and he was 4.5" and mine was 5" so I was at least still thicker than his. By this time we both had precum flowing out of our piss slits in tiny streams down our cock shafts. His cockhead was still more rounded and smaller than mine was only a little wider than his shaft. Where mine is quite a bit wider than my shaft. His head was a dark pink where mine was more purplish. His circumcision scar was about 1" from his corona and mine was about 1.5" from my corona when hard. His scar was lighter tan than the more brown ring of my scar. His balls were hanging down and quite loose where mine always seemed to be tighter and closer to my body.  After all of this comparing we were really horny and started to kind of stroke our cocks. I noticed that he had developed a new technique using his whole fist wrapped around his shaft and I still used my thumb and forefinger method. We both had a lot of precum so you could hear the squishy sound as we slowly stroked. He looked over at me and asked if it would be cool if we would try jacking each other. I answered by reaching over and wrapping my hand around his shaft and he did the same to me. This was the first time either of us had done anything like this and the feeling of his hand on my cock was indescribable compared to just my own. I think he felt the same way. We slowly stroked each other for a minute or so and Brett said he had an idea. He told me to get up on my knees and he did too so that we were kneeling directly in front of each other. He told me to get closer to him and he did the same until the undersides of our cocks touched. He then wrapped his fist around both of them and started to slide them around on each other. The feeling was so intense I almost shot off. He then started to stroke up and down and we both were groaning with pleasure. He told me he was ready and I told him that I was too. A couple of seconds later we both started to shoot cum from our pee slits. It shot all over our bellies and chests. It was the best feeling ever. It took a couple of minutes to come down from this high and we both just sort of laid back in the bed to recover. After that we got up and took a shower and got back into bed and slept until the next morning. We looked at the magazines and jacked each other a couple more times before that weekend was over. After that weekend we got together about once a month to jo until we graduated from high school and went off to different colleges.