Mutual stroking

Hot thread! My first experience was in college with my roommate....we wound up stroking each other several times. Never went further....then we started meeting women haha...


Do you ever think back ?
 
In theory, of course, it always starts out just jacking-off together. After all, you're both hot and aroused, viewing Porn. What can possibly go wrong?
Inevitably it graduates to feeling up each other - why not? As the blood flows to the cock it drains away from the brain, everyone knows that. You're curious to know how it feels to hold another guy's cock, compare shape and size. It feels good… doesn't it?
And then, before you know it, you're kissing each other's cocks - purely experimentally, and sucking each other… and that feels just so incredibly good you forget all about the Porn.
Until suddenly, he's cumming in your mouth, and you're cumming in his.
Where do you go from here…?
Embarrassed grins, bashful now. But the idea is planted. There will be a repeat performance...

LOL. In theory, and in practice, that's pretty much how it went down for me with a few caveats.

We weren't watching porn since the availability of porn media was very limited "back in the day". Rather, we were in his bedroom taking turns showing each other licks and grooves on a rather large drum kit. We'd just been swimming and we were wearing only trunks and tees. His trunks were tight fitting competition Speedo's and I could clearly see that he had a bit of a chubby.

We'd sat back smoking some pot and talking on his bed, a futon since the drum kit took up so much space in his room, and he occasionally, unconsciously (or not?), lightly touched or rubbed his penis which became noticeably large. I felt a twinge in my groin and my dick was involuntarily becoming engorged as well....when...he said,

"Do you ever beat off?"

To which I responded, "Of course I do."

...and he said, "Do you want to beat off together."

Not sure of all of the implications, but aroused and really up for anything, I said "Sure".

We semi-reclined on the futon and began to stroke our penises which quickly became full erect. Mine was engorged with blood and harder than it had ever been. I was at first reluctant to openly look at his as, Christian guilt and all, that might mean I could be...gasp...homosexual (though I'd been playing with my ass as long as I'd been sexually aware). When I saw that he, having no such apparent qualms, was really staring at mine I looked his and I couldn't take my eyes off of it as he stroked it up down.

He slid closer to me on the futon, till our hips and legs were touching, and reached over, taking my dick in his hand, and started to stroke me. I just moved my hands out of the way and watched with fascination. His touch, the first "sexual touch' by another person on my penis, was electric. After a few moments he said, "Rub me," so I reached over and began to stroke his penis as well.

The feeling was exquisite, both in having my penis stroked by the hand of someone else, and in having his hard and hot penis in my hand and responding to my touch. I thought we couldn't get any closer but then he moved his closest leg so it was draped over mine and half between my legs. This made it seem even more intimate and that "giddy feeling", that I get only in the intimate company of other men, began to creep up on me and I felt blissful.

It didn't take too very long before that "inevitable orgasm" feeling began to well up from within me. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say, so I just let it happen. He must have felt that it was "cumming" and he gripped my penis a little more firmly, pointed it at my abdomen, and I shot jet after jet of semen onto my tummy and in and around my naval. This, ejaculating on myself, was also a new sensation to me since I'd always been fastidious about catching my own "mess" in Kleenex when masturbating alone.

I started to feel a pang of guilt but soon, and upon realizing I still had my hand wrapped around his penis and a duty to fulfill, almost like a promise to keep, I began to stroke him in earnest. He was a bit bigger than me, in both length and girth, and I was fascinated with the feel of his pulse in my hand. I remember moving my hand further toward the tip, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum, and swirling it around with my thumb before again settling into a rhythm that I knew I would like. Though I thought felt him get suddenly harder, I was still surprised when he started to cum and though I managed to aim most of it at his abdomen I still got a lot of it on my hand...and though I didn't taste it I played with it and smeared it around on his softening dick a bit.

We sat there for a few minutes, our hands wrapped around each others softening penises, till he reached for a box of Kleenex and cleaned both of us up. He was ebullient and enthusiastic about what we'd just done and, while I was a bit more subdued, I was thrilled as well. Later, and after swimming, we did the same thing while lying next to each other on chaise lounges on the patio.

Thus...began a relationship that lasted close to a decade, all the while remaining best friends and having girlfriends along the way.

And then, before you know it, you're kissing each other's cocks - purely experimentally, and sucking each other… and that feels just so incredibly good
Not quite. Did we do it wrong....LOL? Over a period of time we progressed from jacking, to frotting, and then to anal and lastly to oral....details in my stories.
Where do you go from here…?

Indeed. Very different paths. Joy, sadness, no regrets but a wistful wonder about the path not taken.
 
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It is nice to stroke knowing someone else is getting pleasure too, in particular even more so for them
 
LOL. In theory, and in practice, that's pretty much how it went down with a few caveats.

We weren't watching porn since the availability of porn media was very limited "back in the day". Rather, we were in his bedroom taking turns showing each other licks and grooves on a rather large drum kit. We'd just been swimming and we were wearing only trunks and tees. His trunks were tight fitting competition Speedo's and I could clearly see that he had a bit of a chubby.

We'd sat back talking on his bed, a futon since the drum kit took up so much space in his room, and he occasionally, unconsciously (or not?), lightly touched or rubbed his penis which became noticeably large. I felt a twinge in my groin and my dick was involuntarily becoming engorged as well....when...he said,

"Do you ever beat off?"

To which I responded, "Of course I do."

...and he said, "Do you want to beat off together."

Not sure of all of the implications, but aroused and really up for anything, I said "Sure".

We semi-reclined on the futon and began to stroke our penises which quickly became full erect. Mine was engorged with blood and harder than it had ever been. I was at first reluctant to openly look at his as, Christian guilt and all, that might mean I could be...gasp...homosexual (though I'd been playing with my ass as long as I'd been sexually aware). When I saw that he, having no such apparent qualms, was really staring at mine I looked his and I couldn't take my eyes off of it as he stroked it up down.

He slid closer to me on the futon, till our hips and legs were touching, and reached over, taking my dick in his hand, and started to stroke me. I just moved my hands out of the way and watched with fascination. His touch, the first "sexual touch' by another person on my penis, was electric. After a few moments he said, "Rub me," so I reached over and began to stroke his penis as well.

The feeling was exquisite, both in having my penis stroked by the hand of someone else, and in having his hard and hot penis in my hand and responding to my touch. I thought we couldn't get any closer but then he moved his closest leg so it was draped over mine and half between my legs. This made it seem even more intimate and that "giddy feeling", that I get only in the intimate company of other men, began to creep up on me and I felt blissful.

It didn't take too very long before that "inevitable orgasm" feeling began to well up from within me. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say, so I just let it happen. He must have felt that it was "cumming" and he gripped my penis a little more firmly, pointed it at my abdomen, and I shot jet after jet of semen onto my tummy and in and around my naval. This, ejaculating on myself, was also a new sensation to me since I'd always been fastidious about catching my own "mess" in Kleenex when masturbating alone.

I started to feel a pang of guilt but soon, and upon realizing I still had my hand wrapped around his penis and a duty to fulfill, almost like a promise to keep, I began to stroke him in earnest. He was a bit bigger than me, in both length and girth, and I was fascinated with the feel of his pulse in my hand. I remember moving my hand further toward the tip, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum, and swirling it around with my thumb before again settling into a rhythm that I knew I would like. Though I thought felt him get suddenly harder, I was still surprised when he started to cum and though I managed to aim most of it at his abdomen I still got a lot of it on my hand...and though I didn't taste it I played with it and smeared it around on his softening dick a bit.

We sat there for a few minutes, our hands wrapped around each others softening penises, till he reached for a box of Kleenex and cleaned both of us up. He was ebullient and enthusiastic about what we'd just done and, while I was a bit more subdued, I was thrilled as well. Later, and after swimming, we did the same thing while lying next to each other on chaise lounges on the patio.

Thus...began a relationship that lasted close to a decade, all the while remaining best friends and having girlfriends along the way.


Not quite. Did we do it wrong....LOL? Over a period of time we progressed from jacking, to frotting, and then to anal and lastly to oral....details in my stories.


Indeed. Very different paths. Joy, sadness, no regrets but a wistful wonder about the path not taken.



Wow....you did have some fun, will check out your stories.Thanks for taking the time to type all of that !
 
I very much enjoyed it in the local bathouse when I was younger, a friend and I enjoying each ither as we watched the action around us. It was a relacing atmosphere where just about anything went.
 
I very much enjoyed it in the local bathouse when I was younger, a friend and I enjoying each ither as we watched the action around us. It was a relacing atmosphere where just about anything went.

Bath house!? Never been to one. Have heard rumors about them.
Can you explain more on where and how?
Hell. How do find a bath house now days
 
It is nice to stroke knowing someone else is getting pleasure too, in particular even more so for them

That is one of the best byproducts of mutual stroking, watching his face as the pleasure grows and you feel the same thing as you both get closer. Most men stroke off another man the way they jerk off so you both get to find out what turns the other man on.
 
In my experience being stroked off by a guy is much hotter than by a gal. Guys are rougher, tug harder and know what we like I guess. No matter how hard I tell a girl to rough it up a bit, it's never the same.
 
I've only ever jerked off with another guy as a kid.

I would go to my friend's house after school and we would read some girlie magazines that he had. One day, he just whipped it out and started jerking off.

I was only about 12 or 13 and had never seen another boy's cock. I figured what the heck and started jerking off too. We just watched each other - although he seemed much more interested in what I was doing...

Another occasion we were jerking off and he said he wanted to blow me. At that age, I wasn't exactly sure what that meant. Being a horny kid going through puberty though, I said okay.

He knelt in front of me, told hold of my cock and leaned closer. He turned his head from side to side - as if studying it.

He got a couple of inches away and then said "I can't do this." We both just went back to watching each other jerk off.

I was with another kid and took a page from the first kid's book by taking out my cock and jerking off in front of him. He seemed quite fascinated by what I was doing and I asked if he wanted to give it a try.

He said he did, took hold of my cock and jerked me off until I came.

While I've thought about having an adult friend to relive those moments, I am no longer afflicted with the raging hormones of puberty. In addition, I am incredibly self-conscious and inhibited.

At least I have my fantasies...
 
In theory, of course, it always starts out just jacking-off together. After all, you're both hot and aroused, viewing Porn. What can possibly go wrong?
Inevitably it graduates to feeling up each other - why not? As the blood flows to the cock it drains away from the brain, everyone knows that. You're curious to know how it feels to hold another guy's cock, compare shape and size. It feels good… doesn't it?
And then, before you know it, you're kissing each other's cocks - purely experimentally, and sucking each other… and that feels just so incredibly good you forget all about the Porn.
Until suddenly, he's cumming in your mouth, and you're cumming in his.
Where do you go from here…?
Embarrassed grins, bashful now. But the idea is planted. There will be a repeat performance...

Even when you're sure you're only going to watch each other, that does seem to be the usual progression, doesn't it?
 
We used to watch vids and stroke off. We started off stroking off to Bond films. That was as sexy as it got. Then stuff like Emanuelle but soon graduated to the hard stuff. Sharing makes it great. I like to go on the chat room and find a guy who'll watch a vid with me and tell me what's he's doing and me the same. Happy to share that with anyone or a group. Maybe we should set up a chat room just for that purpose, sharing vids while stroking. Any takers?

http://78.media.tumblr.com/e56ad99c5d6fac7516e47a30bdf57c2d/tumblr_n44o87ksvc1rk54eco1_500.gif

Sounds like fun to me! Wish could make it happen up in Maine.
 
LOL. In theory, and in practice, that's pretty much how it went down for me with a few caveats.

We weren't watching porn since the availability of porn media was very limited "back in the day". Rather, we were in his bedroom taking turns showing each other licks and grooves on a rather large drum kit. We'd just been swimming and we were wearing only trunks and tees. His trunks were tight fitting competition Speedo's and I could clearly see that he had a bit of a chubby.

We'd sat back talking on his bed, a futon since the drum kit took up so much space in his room, and he occasionally, unconsciously (or not?), lightly touched or rubbed his penis which became noticeably large. I felt a twinge in my groin and my dick was involuntarily becoming engorged as well....when...he said,

"Do you ever beat off?"

To which I responded, "Of course I do."

...and he said, "Do you want to beat off together."

Not sure of all of the implications, but aroused and really up for anything, I said "Sure".

We semi-reclined on the futon and began to stroke our penises which quickly became full erect. Mine was engorged with blood and harder than it had ever been. I was at first reluctant to openly look at his as, Christian guilt and all, that might mean I could be...gasp...homosexual (though I'd been playing with my ass as long as I'd been sexually aware). When I saw that he, having no such apparent qualms, was really staring at mine I looked his and I couldn't take my eyes off of it as he stroked it up down.

He slid closer to me on the futon, till our hips and legs were touching, and reached over, taking my dick in his hand, and started to stroke me. I just moved my hands out of the way and watched with fascination. His touch, the first "sexual touch' by another person on my penis, was electric. After a few moments he said, "Rub me," so I reached over and began to stroke his penis as well.

The feeling was exquisite, both in having my penis stroked by the hand of someone else, and in having his hard and hot penis in my hand and responding to my touch. I thought we couldn't get any closer but then he moved his closest leg so it was draped over mine and half between my legs. This made it seem even more intimate and that "giddy feeling", that I get only in the intimate company of other men, began to creep up on me and I felt blissful.

It didn't take too very long before that "inevitable orgasm" feeling began to well up from within me. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know what to say, so I just let it happen. He must have felt that it was "cumming" and he gripped my penis a little more firmly, pointed it at my abdomen, and I shot jet after jet of semen onto my tummy and in and around my naval. This, ejaculating on myself, was also a new sensation to me since I'd always been fastidious about catching my own "mess" in Kleenex when masturbating alone.

I started to feel a pang of guilt but soon, and upon realizing I still had my hand wrapped around his penis and a duty to fulfill, almost like a promise to keep, I began to stroke him in earnest. He was a bit bigger than me, in both length and girth, and I was fascinated with the feel of his pulse in my hand. I remember moving my hand further toward the tip, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum, and swirling it around with my thumb before again settling into a rhythm that I knew I would like. Though I thought felt him get suddenly harder, I was still surprised when he started to cum and though I managed to aim most of it at his abdomen I still got a lot of it on my hand...and though I didn't taste it I played with it and smeared it around on his softening dick a bit.

We sat there for a few minutes, our hands wrapped around each others softening penises, till he reached for a box of Kleenex and cleaned both of us up. He was ebullient and enthusiastic about what we'd just done and, while I was a bit more subdued, I was thrilled as well. Later, and after swimming, we did the same thing while lying next to each other on chaise lounges on the patio.

Thus...began a relationship that lasted close to a decade, all the while remaining best friends and having girlfriends along the way.


Not quite. Did we do it wrong....LOL? Over a period of time we progressed from jacking, to frotting, and then to anal and lastly to oral....details in my stories.


Indeed. Very different paths. Joy, sadness, no regrets but a wistful wonder about the path not taken.

Wow that’s awesome! Love to find someone I could do that with!!!
 
First Time

My first time was in Jr. High. I was at a friend's house. A sleep over. Was looking at magazines. He look over and pulled the covers off. He then straddled my body and yanked my underwear off. He grabbed my cock and started jerking me off. He told me to quit fighting it and enjoy it. It did feel good, it had me shaking. Eventually I shot all over myself and him. Wild experience.
 
similar to me but we had jacked ourselves off for a while before we started doing each other
 
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A couple of years ago my wife had a bisexual lover. We shared many thresomes with him. She also played one on one with him several times. On one occasion he and I played alone. It mostly involved us blowing each other, but he was really good at giving me a hand job. I must say, I was in bliss as I leaned back on my couch and he gently stroked me to an orgasm. I attempted to orally return the favor, but could not get him off. I sat on the floor while he stood over me an got himself off. Feeling hisnwarm cum drop onto my chest and stomach was awesome. Of course you cleaned up his messy cock after he came. Sadly that was my last experience.
 
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