The First Time I Saw a Man's Erection

Apart from seeing my father naked, and never with an erection I’d never seen a grown man with a hard on. Lads of my own age of course, when we were wanking together, but never a full grown erect cock. That was until one day my mother asked me to take some shopping to our next door neighbour. They were quite elderly and didn’t have a car so mum would often do some shopping for them. 

I knew them well, Frank and I would often play chess together as he had no one to play against. Anyway, I gathered the shopping and called to mum that I’d tun it next door. I walked around to the back of their house and though the conservatory window I could see Frank sat at the table, just the back of his head and shoulders. I knocked on the door and he jumped like a startled rabbit. As I entered I could see why. He was stark naked, with copies of porn mags spread across the table. Most noticeable was his erect cock. It looked enormous and I could not take my eyes off it. Frank was fairly tall and slender. He’d not let himself go as many older folk had. He was also tanned all over. He and Joan, his wife, would often sunbathe in the garden, but always with swimming costumes. Heaven knows where they went to sunbathe naked, but there wasn’t an untanned scrap of flesh on Frank’s body. 

Between the sight of Frank and the porn mags spread before me I was getting a real boner. I tried to make myself more comfortable, but that only drew more attention to the bulge in my trousers. Frank asked me if I liked what I saw. I wasn’t sure what he was referring to so I said yes. He gestured towards the porn and said “These or this” as his hand moved to indicate his erection. I could barely speak but managed to say “Both” . 

He moved a chair so that I could sit next to him and asked me which magazine would I like to look at. I chose one and sat next to him as I started to flick through the mag. Frank started to masturbate and my interest soon went from the porn for the sight of this fit, naked man masturbating next to me. He suggested that I might like to drop my trousers and masturbate with him. I’d been longing to almost from the moment I’d stepped into the conservatory. I was soon naked, rubbing my penis but still looking at his wonderful cock. He was cut, like me and as my wank mates were not, it was the first time I’d seen anyone wanking a cock like mine. He was using a lube and put some on his hand and then wrapped his hand around my cock. I came almost immediately. My spunk shooting further than it ever had before. Splashing over Frank, much to my horror. Frank just laughed and said not to worry. He scooped up my in his hand and then rubbed it into his cock. He asked me if I’d like to touch his cock. I wanted to very much. It looked fantastic, long and hard and glistening with the mixture of lube and my cum. I put my hand around the shaft and started to stroke it. He adjusted my grip and said “Just like that” I wanked his shaft and my own became erect again. He played with my penis and soon began to breathe faster and lift his bottom from the chair. I knew that he was about to cum. He stopped wanking me and was concentrating on his own pleasure. I could feel his cock pulse and he told me he was about to cum. He moved the chair away from the table and opened his legs. With a cry of “Now” he shot what seemed a never ending stream of cum. It splashed over his chest, hit his chin and the just seemed to pour from the eye of his cock. I thought he would never stop. He did of course and his erection still throbbed as he regained his breath. I grabbed my cock and wanked furiously as I looked at his cum covered body. It didn’t take long for me to climax. 

We sat there for a while, neither of us speaking. “Better not tell your parents” he said. “Nor Joan” I replied. He just gave a slight smile but didn’t comment. I learnt why later, but that’s for another time.