I recently took a weekend getaway, and stayed with my former boss and his wife. They are both retired and we have always had a great relationship, personally and professionally. I should preface this event that he (R) and I used to work out at the same gym before he retired and moved away, so we have seen each other nude many times.
R and I had a full day of hiking and fishing, returned home and had a great dinner on the back porch. He, his wife, and I chatted and had some drinks until it got dark, then we cleaned up and his wife called it a night. R and I went to their theater room to hang out and watch a move.
We were watching the movie and making small talk throughout, as we each had seen the movie before. Topics ranged from the hiking and fishing we had done that day to our personal lives and my dating life. After some time, R asked if I was still going to the gym. I told him I was and recently started going back (since covid). He said he goes to the local rec center and said, "I always enjoyed seeing and chatting with you at the gym." I agreed and the conversation progressed to other topics.
After a bit more time, R said, "Going back to our gym talk... do you still get hard while showering?" I was taken aback! Shocked, I choked out a laugh and said, "What!?" He chuckled and said he remembered me getting "chubbed up" form time to time. I laughed and said, "Those things have a mind of their own," and said I recalled him getting stiff way more than me. He laughed again and said, "Like you said..." The thought of the past days in the locker room got me growing in my pants. R would get hard at least once a week while we were cleaning up and changing. Nothing ever came of it, and nothing was ever said. He wouldn't hide it, nor I when it happened, and we'd just go about our business chatting and getting ready for the day. R isn't overly big, but has a nice thickness to his cock.
We continued joking/teasing each other about these occurrences and then he said, "All this talk has me pretty firmed up," to which I replied, "That makes two of us." He chuckled and said, "Well, it's my house so I can do this," to which he stood up and dropped him pants/underwear, revealing his swollen cock sticking straight out. Playing it cool, I laughed and said, "You do what you gotta do." R sat back down, cock pointing to the sky, and started slowing stroking. I was stunned, but played it off like it was no big deal. After a few minutes of R stroking his cock, teasing the head here and there, he said, "Well, are you going to join me?" to which, without a word, I stood and dropped my pants, revealing my hardon. R laughed again and said, "You shouldn't keep that stuffed away in that state!" I sat back down and started slowly stroking my cock, right next to him.
Sitting on his couch, our legs touching, we slowly and purposefully tended to our raging cocks. R would let out a moan and grunt from time to time, and I gently rubbed my flowing pre-cum around my swollen head and along my shaft. R took note of this and said, "That's some great natural lube you've got." Figuring there is no limits to the situation, I said, "Do you want some?" and without waiting for a response, pulled a glob from my head and began rubbing it around R's cock head. His head tilted back and he let out a nice moan of pure enjoyment. I didn't stop and then began full strokes up and down his shaft. Working my hand around his cock head at each up stroke, then back down to his balls. I did this for a few minutes, then R's breathing became heavier, his moans quicker, and he finally said, "You're going to make me cum." I quickened my pace and shortly after, R said, "Here it comes!" and he started oozing his cum all over my hand. I didn't stop, wanting to get every last drop out, and R squirmed in pleasure as my cum soaked hand continued to slide up and down his shaft. R finally said, in a tone of laughing and ecstasy, "Stop, stop, I can't take it anymore," to which I gave a few more strokes and let off. R tilted his head back in pure, exhilarating, exhaustion.
I took my cum covered hand, and went back to my, now throbbing, cock. R's cum made wonderful lube, mixing in my own pre-cum. R said, "Well, I suppose I ought to return the favor," and removed my hand and wrapped his own around my rock hard cock. I was so turned on by the experience, R was only a few strokes in when I announced I was going to shoot. R quickened his pace and I shot four ropes of cum up onto my stomach and chest. R let out an audible, "Whoa," at the sight. He slowed his strokes and let off my cock. We each sat there, spent, and thrilled, the room smelling of our fresh loads. We sat there for a bit, regaining our composure and R said, "Suppose we should get cleaned up." I agreed and he grabbed a towel from the end table (which I assumed are there for his own masturbation efforts). He wiped down his cock and thighs, then handed me the towel to wipe down my cum covered shirt and cock.
We finished the movie, sitting there and picking up our small talk. The whole time my mind racing of what an experience had just occurred, hoping he was playing it back in his mind as well. The movie ended, we said goodnight and R said, "This was a fun night," to which I replied, "Absolutely." We went to bed and I woke the next morning to he and his wife cooking breakfast. What a trip.
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