We were in a vacation home for the week with our respective girlfriends and one day while home alone my mate (24) walked in on me peeing with the door open and stood at the doorway chatting with me like nothing was going on. He kept his eyes on mine, as though to show me he wasn’t peeking. Even though I (25) was nervous and surprised, I also pretended not to care and carried on with the conversation.
Later that day, he was on the balcony organizing his stuff and I was walking by on the ground level. We said hello and he said “next time, I won’t look away.” I didn’t understand what he meant at first but I replied, almost automatically, “no worries. Maybe another day,” implying I was about to go out. He said we should see each other naked some time. Then it hit me. More than anything, I craved a connection with him. This seemed like a step toward intimacy. I don’t know how, but the words that came out of me were “okay. Are you pretty big?”
Instead of answering me, he threw down a clear silicone dildo for me to catch. It was thick like a beer can and felt heavy on my hand. Despite the color, it looked realistic. It was only upon noticing the weight that I had an insight. “Is it you?,” I asked showing disbelief. He smirked and nodded. I had many questions, but just assumed he and his gf had brought it over to play with it. I told him it was damn heavy and he humbly said “that’s just the dildo, man”. My cock was throbbing inside my shorts and I hadn’t even realized. Absolutely out of my mind holding the model of his cock in my left hand, I pulled mine out to compare. When I looked up he was wide-eyed: “damn! You are huge. You’re like 2 inches ahead of me”. I’m not, but I liked the comment. To offer something in return I placed my cock on top of the dildo to show him his was thicker than mine. I smiled at him and said I’d bring it upstairs right away. I didn’t even remember where I was going anymore.
Once in the bedroom, I handed over his dildo and said “this is really cool” like I was congratulating him. He nodded back, “Dude!” Then he asked me to show my cock again, which I promptly did. We were about 6 feet apart, much closer than before but still keeping some distance. I asked what he was going to do about his cock and he turned towards me to show that it had been out of his fly since before I got into the bedroom. It pointed straight out and up, exactly like the dildo, thick, veiny and tapering towards the head. He was cut, but not obviously so and I could tell he had his frenulum intact.
I came closer to him and asked if I could check how heavy his cock was. He acted like he didn’t care and just said “sure”. I barely got my hand around his shaft. It was nice to hold it with my right hand, to cup his balls, stroke his pubes. I moved my hand up and down along his throbbing shaft and I could tell he enjoyed that. So I said “did you see I’m uncut?” I thought he would be curious about it. He did a double take on my cock as if just realizing it looked different from his in more ways than one. I was so hard that my head was fully exposed. He bent down to get closer to it and cupped my shaft with his warm hand, palm facing up. His mouth was open like his chin had dropped in amazement and he slowly moved my foreskin up and down, with the tip of his index finger occasionally touching my balls and perineum. He wasn’t really jerking me off, just inspecting it, as though learning how to use a tool.
My heart was pumping and my legs were shaking with nerves and excitement. Neither one of us was really demonstrating any sexual attraction for the other, but I had been curious about seeing him naked for years. He had a nice body, frequented the gym a lot, but never dieted. So he was bulky with some definition. His biceps, shoulders, and thighs were bulgy. “Is this what you wanted earlier?”, I asked. I didn’t mean my cock, but this moment, sharing, discovering, inspecting each other. He said “why don’t we just get naked?”
He signaled me to follow him to the bed and we sat next to each other as he started to strip down. I followed, my cock painfully hard. I asked “are you sensitive here?” while gently placing two fingers on his frenulum. He responded in the affirmative, but without much emphasis. I asked him if I could try something and put some spit on my fingers to rub the are on his cock. He melted and his cock twitched in a way that surprised him, making him chuckle. I told him they had just discovered that the male g spot was at the frenulum and that I was pretty sensitive there. I adjusted my seating again and brought my head down towards his crotch. I placed my lips right around his frenulum and started sucking, flickering and licking it. He grabbed my cock hard with his right hand and I could tell his hand movements reflected on my the intensity of his pleasure.
As I moved my mouth toward his head he moaned loaded and his shaft kept my mouth uncomfortably agape. Up and down I went, slobbering on his cock and fumbling his balls. I played with his taint a little bit was too nervous to tease his hole. Eventually I moved my mouth out and watched his cock twitch before I jerked him off a bit, always returning to his newly found g spot. I took a moment to look at his naked body, with his legs spread out, his relaxed stomach featuring a fading trail down to his pines and his smooth chest. His nipples were big and almost brown, darker than what one expects from a white dude, but now I knew they matched the color of hjs cock head exactly. I placed my hand under his left chest, right where his muscle stayed curving out and looked him in the eyes, almost acknowledging that we were accomplices in this new intimacy. I went back to my seating position and grabbed my cock to jerk off, in disbelief that I hadn’t come already.
He took my hand away from my shaft and started to pleasure me with his hands, this time much more intentionally. He had excitement in his eyes, his mouth now breathed out in pleasure, his lips shining. When his tongue timidly peeked from between his lips I knew he was building up the courage to taste my cock now. Some precum was oozing from my cock head and that’s exactly where he started his journey. He sucked me calmly, then vigorously, ferociously, tried and failed to deep throat me, flickered my frenulum and sucked on my balls (making me realize I forgot to do that to him). I was on the brink of explosion when I woke up humping my pillow with a rock-hard cock completely out of my boxers fly. How do you think this would have continued?