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This is my first story, which is based on true events. Comments are more than welcome... they may provide me the encouragement to continue the story!
"So, what are we going to do now?" Rob said. It wasn't the first time he'd asked that evening. There wasn't really a lot to do, except nick beers from the fridge and hope that his father didn't notice. We'd been friends for as long as I could remember, I often stayed the night at his house, and he'd often stay at mine. Rob was fifteen, and I was a year older. Illicit drinking in the middle of the night was one of our favourite pastimes. We'd had quite a bit that particular night.
It was late, and I'd been round his house since the late afternoon. His dad was in bed, and so was his younger brother. His mother and father had split about a year ago, so there was no-one awake in the house but us.
We had our sleeping bags in the lounge of the house, next to a big window looking onto the rather small garden. It was pretty dark outside. I was dressed in my usual jeans and T-shirt and Rob was dressed the same.
"What d'yer reckon, Jamie? I'm completely bored." "Yeah, I know" I replied. There was a delay in my reply to him as I was thinking about fantasies I'd been having. I'd been masturbating since I was about ten. When I first started having fantasies they had been about girls. Then as I got to about fourteen, I started to have thoughts about boys. I wanted to touch another boys dick, to feel it and see how long it was. I would feel strange having these thoughts but I got used to them.
Then I started to think about Rob. I'd imagine what it would be like to jerk him off, slowly and gently, making it last, and how it would taste to lick the end of his dick, and take it inside my mouth. As I got older, I masturbated more and more. I also had fantasies about being naked in the outdoors, standing in the open with the wind caressing my penis, so that it became firm, then hard, and pre-cum would form on the end. A couple of times I tried tasting my own come. In small amounts it was OK, but I really wanted to taste someone else's.
I was now thinking about Rob, and trying to think of a way to find out about how much he masturbated. I didn't have to courage to ask out loud.
"Why don't we play truth or dare?" he said. "OK". This seemed like an interesting way to spend the night. "Right, I'll start. How far have you got with a girl?". Ah, difficult, I thought. Basically I hadn't. "Not very far, I'm afraid!". "Oh, come on, on a scale of 1 to 10?". Make something up, I thought. "Three". "Shit! I've managed to end up licking some girls tits!". "Well, some of us are more lucky than others" I said, believing it. I hadn't had a lot of luck.
I was feeling more and more horny. My dick was pretty hard and I couldn't stop thinking about the fantasies I'd had. I had an idea. "Why don't you dare me to run outside, naked?" I asked. Rob laughed. "That's a mad idea, anyway I'm meant to dare you, you're not meant to come up with them!".
"D'you reckon I wouldn't do it then?" I said. "Well, it's a pretty weird idea. Would you do that - go outside naked?" I sensed an air of excitement in his voice. "Yeah, I would". "Well" Rob said, "we'd better not wake my dad". "We can go out through the back door". I was getting very excited. "OK then."
I stood up and took off my jeans, T-shirt and trainers. I was standing in my boxer shorts. My dick jutted out of them, and I noticed Rob take a quick look and then look away. He and I walked around into the kitchen, and Rob opened the back door very quietly. He was still wearing his jeans and T-shirt. "Go on then!" he said. I was facing the door and he was behind me. I slipped off my boxer shorts and stepped out of them. Then I walked, naked, slowly out of the house and into the garden. I felt amazing. My dick was rock hard, it was it's full 6.5" length, reasonably thick, and the end was very wet with come. It wasn't hot outside, but I felt very warm.
I ran down over the grass and circled round the end of the garden. Then I ran back up the garden. My penis was bobbing up and down, slapping the flat part of my stomach. As I ran up the garden Rob could see everything. This had never happened before. He was really looking at my dick. I ran back up to him and slipped the boxers back on. I tried to wipe off the come on the end of my penis in the boxers without too much obvious motion.
I was really fucking turned on. "Tell you what, " I said "I'm gonna run out up your drive" Robs drive led onto the quite road he lived on. He looked at me. He was obviously turned on by now. "For Christ's sake, put some shoes on or you'll tear your feet up!" he said. I went and got my trainers and put them on, then went back to the kitchen. I slipped the boxers off again, with some difficulty as I pulled them off my throbbing erection. I walked out to the drive and Rob followed. I ran up the drive and onto the pavement, walked calmly around and then walked back down the drive towards Rob. "Thank-god he made me wear the shoes" I thought. The drive was covered in stones.
We went back into the kitchen, where I put my boxers back on and took the shoes off. "Go on, why don't you try it" I said to him. "Yeah, OK". He went back to the lounge and took off his jeans and shirt, and came back into the kitchen dressed like me - just the boxers. I admired his body, which was dark and sleek, a lot more lithe than mine. Facing away from me, he slipped his boxer shorts off and ran into the garden, prancing around. Then came the part I was waiting for. He ran back up the garden facing towards me, and I saw his dick. It was bobbing up and down like mine had been, and he saw me looking. It was shorter and thinner than mine but I wanted to touch it. The end of his penis glistened in the light. He walked back into the kitchen, still completely naked, and I couldn't stop myself looking at his dick. My boxer shorts felt very wet. He pulled on his boxer shorts, stretching them out to get them over his erection.
"Lets go back into the warm" I suggested. He closed the door and we both went to sit on our sleeping bags, dressed in our boxer shorts.
"Do you masturbate very often" I asked him straight out. "Huh?" he said. "How often d'you toss yourself off?" "Why, how often do you?" "Usually once a day, sometimes twice." I said. "Yeah, I do about the same, but I have to go to the bathroom to do it some of the time." he replied. I always liked to jerk off naked, lying on or in my bed. I'd tried it in the bathroom and I hadn't liked it. "You've got to do it somewhere comfortable. Take your time about it!" I told him.
"Have you ever wandered what it's like outside?" I asked. "Haven't really thought about it." "Well, I want to try it." I said. "OK, I'll get this window open...". His erection was obvious as his penis jutted out into his shorts, and I could see a wet patch on them.
He opened the window. "You go first" he said. I took off my boxer shorts again. This time I was right next to him and as I was standing up he got a close up view of my hard, throbbing dick.
I walked out into the garden, relishing the sensation of being naked outside again. I walked a short distance away and sat on a ledge in the garden. He could see me, not too well but well enough. I opened my legs a bit and brushed my hand against the length of my penis. A thrill ran through me from the touch after being turned on for so long. I closed my fist around the top and started to move my hand up and down my uncircumcised penis; the foreskin rolled back and forth across the head. The feeling was amazing. I could sense him watching me, but I was too absorbed in what I was doing to really care. I slowly caressed my penis and the erection I had became harder. It was the most powerful feeling I had ever felt in my dick, and I couldn't help but moan softly. Cum covered the end of my penis and was on my fingers, but I didn't come. I held it and slowly the feeling of imminent orgasm faded. I wiped my fingers on the grass and walked back.
"Did you come?" Rob asked. "No, I didn't" I said. I wasn't sure what I was saving it for. Rob walked off down the garden and sat where I'd been. I saw him start to move his hand slowly up and down his penis. He worked at it for a while and then slackened off his pace a bit, but it was obvious to me that he was doing the same as me - avoiding going that little bit too far and coming.
He came walking back to the house, and put on his boxers. Despite all this sexual play, we were both still shy about seeing each others dicks.
He closed the window, and sat down. "All that stuff was good fun. What now?" he asked. I though hard about what I was going to say. I thought he'd refuse it or worse, but I had to ask. "How about we toss each other off?" I asked quietly. He looked at me. He looked really turned on. "Yeah, yeah! I want to do you first, though.". I couldn't believe this!
I lay down on my sleeping bag and slipped off the boxers again. It was pointless wearing them by now, they were soaked in pre-come and neither of us could disguise our erections.
He bent over me, and looked closely at my penis. "That's a thick mother you've got there!" he said. I was suprised. I'd always thought my dick was average, but he seemed to rate it better. It was about six and a half inches long, and was quite thick. He closed his hand around the very end of my dick and started to slowly move his cupped fist up and down it. I moaned loudly and lay back, my eyes closed. He did this for ten or fifteen minutes. I was in absolute ecstasy and my cum was still flowing out of my penis, over me and over his hands, lubricating his movements. I was good at holding off when I was tossing myself off and the same skill was useful now - I didn't want to come for some time yet.
Now he changed tactic, taking the head of my penis between two fingers and thumb, and rubbing up and down. I couldn't day anything, I just panted and moaned as he jerked me off. When I did look up, I could see him wanking me off, my dick and his hands glistening with fresh come.
I felt him stop stroking my dick. "Do you want some extra stimulation?" he asked. I had no idea what that meant. "Yeah" I said. Any more would have to be even better. Then he completely suprised me. First I felt his thumb wipe over the end of my penis then I felt a breath on my penis, followed by a warm sensation as he took the end of my dick in his mouth. I looked up to see him bending over my midriff, his head bobbing over the shaft of my penis, half of which was now in his mouth. I lay back and moaned loudly. I couldn't believe this.
He sucked my penis, then licked, then blew. I could feel come flowing from the end of my penis, and he was licking the head and continuing to give me my first blowjob. I could feel as his head bobbed up and down, his tongue running up and down the length of my dick. I was on the edge of orgasm, the feeling in my penis was dominating the whole of my body. I didn't think about giving a warning that I was about to come, I couldn't even think straight, let alone talk, but suddenly he stopped and took his mouth off. I was glad - this could go on for a lot longer, and didn't think he would be happy if I came in his mouth!
He sat back and looked at me. "OK, my turn" I said. He slid his boxers down his legs, revealing his dick, which was slightly shorter and thinner than mine. The end of it glistened with come that was flowing slowly from it.
I took his penis in my hand and moved it lowly up and down. Rob closed his eyes and lay back. I continued the motion, his come running onto my fingers and lubricating the motion. I was very turned on and my dick dripped come onto his leg. Then I decided to do what I'd always wanted to do.
I stopped jerking him off and bent over his stiff penis. Lowering my head, I licked his balls and then licked down to his thighs. He moaned and moved about, opening his legs, as my tongue explored the area. Then I slowly licked up the length of his dick with the tip of my tongue, from his balls all the way to the tip. He groaned loudly and arched his back as I licked the tip and tasted his come. I took the head of his penis in my mouth and started to suck and blow. He started to move his hips up and down in time with what I was doing, as my head bobbed up and down his dick, from taking just the head to his whole dick. I licked the head and tasted more and more come as he became more excited.
Every so often I would stop blowing and sucking and would run the tip of my tongue up and down the shaft of his erect penis, lick his inner thighs and the area underneath his balls. Then I would go back to blowing him. He lay and moaned loudly, shifting about on the sleeping bag. When I sucked and blew him he made gentle thrusting movements, fucking my face.
He reached down and took my head in his hands, supporting it as I continued to suck and blow, holding the back of it and helping the bobbing motion. "I'm going to come" he said, and I kept sucking because I wanted him to come in my mouth, I wanted to taste his cream and swallow it. But he gently guided my head off his dick. I was disappointed but as he obviously didn't want to do it yet, that was OK with me.
"That was amazing" he said to me. "Yeah, same here" I replied. I lay down next to him and reached over to grasp his penis. He did the same and held mine. Then we both started to jerk each other off. Slowly we both neared our orgasm.
Suddenly Rob came, and come spurted all over my hands and his chest. He stopped tossing me off his orgasm hit, and after he had come I used the hand that was covered in his come to finish myself off. I spurted come all over my chest and neck, and some even reached my chin. I lay back, completely spent.