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Sleet rattled against the windows as Joe made his way under the darkening sky towards Montgomeryville. Heater on full blast, windshield wipers beating back and forth, his little Honda Civic was doing a good job despite the weather. Buying that car was one of the few good pieces of advice she had given him during their four years together. Everything else was crap, or at least turned out to be crap in the end. Four years of busting his ass, trying to make it work, and all he got out of it was a Dear John letter and some selfies of her in a beachfront hotel riding some other guy's.... ARGH! Back to the present, he looked down the road towards his destination - the adult book store near the mall. He'd heard about it and fantasized about it, but hadn't done anything about it. A lack of time and a certain moral sensibility had conspired to keep it from happening. Well, now, his schedule was free and he didn't have the moral constraints. Nothing stopping it now.
Pulling off the highway onto a side road, he saw the non-descript brick building on the right. An almost exhibitionist flight of stairs went up to the front door, but Joe wheeled around to the back. There was parking back there too, along with a less obvious way to get into the building. Cautiously walking across the ground to keep from slipping, he made his way into the building, shaking off the rain and sleet as he entered the door. Walking past the rows of sex toys and magazines, he asked the register for change for a $10, not quite sure if that was too much or not enough. You see, he was there for a specific purpose... he wanted to see another man naked. He wanted to be naked for another man, and to ejaculate together. It had been a fantasy of his for a while, but had never been something he'd done in person. It was time to change that.
The closest he'd some was a few years prior, on Yahoo's old chat/cam service. He was out of town on business, bored, and for some reason, he'd been spelunking around the m2m rooms. It didn't take long to notice that some of the participants had active cameras. Right click and "view camera", and his screen was full of pictures of other men stroking their pixelated erections in real time. The idea that he was seeing men stroke and could talk to him was too much to bear... his own pants were down at his ankles, and he was stroking his own throbbing erection too. He looked between his own six inches sliding under his palm and the cocks on the screen as he slowly worked himself to his climax. Spitting on his palm, his reddening erection glistened and engorged further under his manipulations. One of cam windows went blank as its owner ejaculated... the thought of knowing that another man had just cum, somewhere, was enough to push Joe over the edge. Leaning back, he bucked up his hips as ropes of white semen shot up his chest and onto his shirt.
The next day, he borrowed a cam from the local area office and left work a bit early. Getting back to his hotel, Joe plugged it all in, and adjusted some chairs around the table so that he too could show himself to other men. After years of furtive spurts into toilets and tissues, he wanted someone to know he was jerking off, to see his cock, and maybe even see him squirt his load. Logging into the chat room, he turned on his camera, and then, he was one of the cameras in the room. Just a moment later, a box popped up asking him to let someone else view his camera... letting someone else see his arousal. Clicking "Yes", he moved his hand down to his cock and tried to stroke it a bit... show it to the other man. A moment later, a chat window popped up... "Hey man... nice."
Over the next few minutes, Joe clicked "Yes" enough times that there were a good half a dozen people watching him stroke himself. Every once in a while there'd be a brief chat, but it was mostly just silent exhibitionism. That changed when he'd started chatting with a "Leo", a 19 year old Asian mail from New Jersey. They talked about the fact that neither had had experience with men. They talked about Joe's desire to cum with another man and see another man. And then they talked about Leo's desire for the same... and the fact that Leo also had a camera. Thirty minutes of Joe and Leo chatting, with Joe's cock in clear view got them both what they wanted. Leo turned his camera on, and pulled down his pants for Joe.... his fiercly red member stood out to be seen. Joe killed his other camera feeds... he wanted this to be just about himself and his new friend.
Over the chat windows, the two men talked about what they wanted to do to each other. How Joe wanted to have his hand on Leo's cock and Leo wanted his mouth on Joe's. Blurring the line between the fantasy of chat sex and the reality of seeing each other naked, they shared their desires over that screen. It wasn't that long before Joe wrote, "Leo... fantasy aside... I think I want to cum for you.... with you."
Leo's responese: "i'd like that..."
Over the next few minutes, the two men stroked themselves and presented their masturbation to each other. Balls were cupped and brought up the base of their shafts as hands slid up and down. Joe pointed his erection at the camera to show off his glitening slit, dripping with precum. Leo leaned back to show how he was fingering his asshole for his newfound electronic lover. Brief, occasional text messages let each of them know that the other was getting closer and closer. Briefly hesitating, Joe counted them down to their shared orgasm.
Leo let off first, shooting up and landing back on the tip of his cock. Joe saw it as a new white blur on his friend's shaft, and it took him over the edge too. He presented himself to the camera as he ejaculated for Leo, time and time again. Both men were thinking both of showing themselves off, but also of seeing it for the first time when another man cums. I think both were also probably thinking of themselves as being somehow a bit connected. Even though they might not ever meet in person, they were a each significant first-time for the other. As they came down off their orgasmic high, Joe took his less sticky hand and brought the camera in for a bit of a close up view of his slick red cock, drizzled with semen, and the drops of cum on his pubic hair and balls. Leo had turned his camera off, but sent Joe some.. appreciative messages.
Nothing much came out of that one-time online encounter, but when Joe had heard about the buddy booths in Montgomeryville, he realized that it was a logical next step. He wanted a man to see him through lexan and not through electronics. He wanted to see a man, but not through electronics. And that is what he was thinking as he walked over to the booths in the bookstore.
Luckily enough, ehe first booth Joe picked was one of the booths with the plastic window. Stepping in, he slipped a bit on a puddle of cum on the floor, as he looked at the booth next door through the window. He'd been in video booths before, but that was always a solitary pursuit... he'd been scared of being seen back then. This booth was different... the whole point was to be seen. Thinking of that, his cock stiffened in his pants as he dropped in the bill and started the video of some lady being railed from behind. Focused more on the window, the video almost didn't matter as Joe rubbed himself through his pants. He wasn't hear for the video.
It was only a few minutes later when an older man walked in the neighboring booth. Tan slacks and a woven leather belt made it pretty clear that this was a white collar guy of some sort. The glasses and trimmed mustache only reinforced that signal, as he looked expectantly in the window at Joe's crotch. This was the moment. Pulling his pants down in that antiseptic-scented booth, Joe's cock stood erect in the dim light of the video screen. The guy watching almost involuntarily licked his lips and flashed a thumbs up sign.
Knowing what he wanted to do, Joe spit into the palm of his hand and took it down to his erection. Sliding slowly back and forth, he masturbated himself for this strange man in a strange booth. Kicking off one of the legs of his pants, he put a foot on the chair in the booth, and laid against the wall, stroking himself, showing his veiny cock and balls. Occasionally, he'd put both feet on the ground and bring his penis close to the window to give as good a look as possible.
While this was going on, the woven leather belt was unfastened, and the other man's pants dropped to his ankles as he sat down. For the first time, Joe saw another man's erection in person... five and half inches long, thick around, and with a flared head. The two men made love to themselves for each other in those two booths. Both knew it was forbidden, but both wanted it anyway. Cocks and chests flared red as Joe fingered himself for this man. They both shot their loads together, ropes of cum shooting towards each other and the plastic window. Joe's semen dripped on to the floor intermingling with that which had been there before. The other man let his ooze down his shaft and onto his balls than then the chair. And then they were able to watch each other clean up their post-orgasmic messes, getting themselves back together for the rest of their days. Leaving the building, Joe knew he'd be back, and probably for more.