I’ve been straight as long as I can remember. Till this day, seeing a beautiful woman out in the street or wherever gets me going. Romantically, that’s always been my preference, as is to this day.

I’ve also been horny dude as long as I could remember. When I was in school, my friends would find these old nuddy mags and we’d flip through the pages, trying to pretend we didn’t have furious boners. However, I didn’t get to playing with my cock until my late teens. Sure, I would gradually rub and stroke it now and then – and it was good. But I’d never gone on to feel that familiar climax up until that point. I’ll never forget, I was playing with my cock one fine day and giving it some good jerky strokes (as boys do). It always felt great, but this time was different. I didn’t stop, keeping a steady pace. It made my heart pound – I kept at it when unexpectedly, a feeling like I had to pee came over me but I didn’t stop! I thought I was actually going to piss on the floor, yet for some reason I continued. The buildup came crashing out as dribblets of pure virgin cum, but I stopped before I could fully realize the extent of the orgasm! I almost tried to hold it back. I stood there motionless assessing the situation for a few minutes, with my teen cock quickly shrinking and dripping a whitish fluid. Trying to touch the head made me flinch and shudder, it was so sensitive. I didn’t know what the fuck just happened, but I knew this was the start of something awesome.

For the next few days, I was perplexed with questions. I needed answers, so I mentioned it to my best friend Rick. He was a bit older and maybe this was a common thing, I thought.

“Bro! You shot a load! HAHAHA!!” Rick bellied.

I had no clue what in the fuck he was talking about.

He explained that our other friend Mike told him about it while they watched some of Mike’s dad’s porn, at his house, a few months back. After about 20 minutes of watching the flick, Mike took out his dick and started playing with it. He told Rick if his boner was hurting from being so hard, that he should play with it too. Rick went along with it and dropped his shorts and started wanking. After a few minutes, Mike started moaning and groaning loudly. Rick said he let out a huge “uhhh” and shot a fat wad of sperm while he watched. He told me that for some reason that turned him on and the next thing he knew, he was blowing a load too!

Thinking back, that story was probably the catalyst for our future pervy rendezvous.

Rick’s story turned me on so much, that immediately after, I went straight to my room to rub one out properly. However, I was more determined to finish the job this time – the goal was to purge as much batter as possible! AND HOLY SHIT did I ever!!! That blast of cum was absolute rapture. The thought of two of my buddies being so fucking horny that they’d whip their dicks out to stroke and cum together powered a potent masturbating session – and many more after!

Months had passed, and even though I secretly wacked off several times to the thought of two horny boys ejaculating together, Rick and I didn’t really discuss the incident much as our focus turned to girls. The problem was, that we were kind of losers – skinny, white, and a little nerdy (though we were into sports). Rick had a little brother named Steve that was a year younger than us. Sometime later, Rick’s parents made him take Steve everywhere he went. We didn’t mind so long as he could keep up whenever we played sports.

At that age, no matter where our conversations started, it always circled back to girls – and how we dreamt of fucking them. But most girls, at the time, didn’t want to fuck us. If anything, they seemed to want us to die, and had a fascinating way conveying that shit by making our balls bluer than a bowl of berries. Getting to third base was the best we could do (without some promissory note to go steady). Suffice to say, we were really starting to feel the pressure (outwardly AND in our balls). But to our credit, we kept at it – what else were we going to do?

The older I got, the hornier I got, and anything could set me off. I masturbated daily sometimes two or three times, despite not having any porn and generally no real life to speak of. I was becoming consumed with sex (or lack thereof). It seemed like second nature to be sexually frustrated.

One scorching hot day, we were playing ball with the neighborhood kids, and Rick and Mike were on my team. After a play, we huddled together to go over the game plan. As Mike crouched down to go over some points, I could see his cock hang out the side of his shorts. He had a very BIG dick – certainly the biggest I’d seen at the time. Rick never told me how large it was. Mike was Hispanic, his cock was uncircumcised and had to be at least 8 inches (I estimated). It just hung there while he crouched down – I’m sure he didn’t even notice, male shorts were too fucking short in the 80’s. I didn’t know why at the time, but that just turned me on.

After the game, Mike said we could hang out at his place which was on the other side of a wall around our gated community. We were just hanging out, having a few sodas and talking shit, when Mike brought up my little ‘new-cum’ incident. He asked if I ever went back to finish the job. “Hell yes!” I told him. “Nice!” he replied. “By the way, you guys gotta checkout this new video I found under my parent’s bed!”

Mike put the tape in the VCR and pressed play. The title credits hadn’t even finished rolling off the screen when my dick became excruciatingly hard. Porn was tough to come by in those days. If your dad or big brother didn’t have it, you were just shit out of luck. So, seeing hardcore porn, for me, was a fantastic turn on!

Mike had this L-shaped couch in front of the TV and he and Rick sat on opposite ends, while I sat by the middle. After about 10 minutes, Mike slyly shifted his leg and I could see a hint of his fully erect penis through the opening of his shorts. He let it throb there in between his shorts and inner thigh for a moment and then started to gently pet it while not taking his eyes off the TV. I tried to focus on the porn but found myself gazing at his massive erection, now protruding even more. He finally reached through the top of shorts, pulled it out, and let it bob there for the world to see – never once looking our way. He grabbed it with his fingers and started stroking it, gently pulling the skin back to reveal an engorged head fully smeared in creamy pre-cum. With the foreskin all the way back he used the precum to lube the strokes through the entire length of the shaft. You could see his hands getting shinier with goo with every pump. It felt wrong but I couldn’t look away. It turned me on so much. My heart was doing a million-beats-per-minute and my cock was soaking my underwear with pre-cum. I turned to look to see if Rick’s watching too AND HE ALREADY HAD HIS SHORTS DOWN rubbing his dick!

I looked back and just admired Mike’s cock for a bit. It had a slight bend to it and a little darker than his overall complexion – it was smooth and had a large vein down the left side. My dick in comparison was fully cut, reddish-white, and just under 6 inches. I couldn’t believe, I was sitting in the middle of two dudes that had their dicks out!

“Go ahead, it’s cool” Mike said.

“I don’t know, man. This seems kind of gay.” I said.

“Relax, dude. It’s not gay if we don’t kiss” said Mike.

Mike got up and sat next to me, then reached over and helped pull down my shorts to reveal my pulsating, rock-hard cock. He starts to stroke it gently to put me at ease.

“See – that’s not so bad.” Mike said, as he continued to rub my cock. “Here – stroke mine” he said.

I grabbed his cock and started to pull it back forth. It was still wet from all the sweat from the game – and it was sweltering in the house, this was the valley in the 80’s, with no AC.

His bushy pubes were drenched in sweat, but that only made it easier to pump his cock. It was so girthy and soft and had so much pre-cum. He kept stroking my cock and I couldn’t hold it any longer – I was about to cum AND HE STARTED TUGGING FASTER!

“Fuck Mike – if you keep going, I’m gonna spew in your hand!” I said, eyes closed, and turning my head in ecstasy. The porn could have been off at this point, no one was watching it anymore!

“Cum on my cock.” He said.

“What on your, cock?” I said.

“Cum – blow your load on my dick, dude!” As soon as he said that, I stood up and leaned over putting my hand on his shoulder for stability. I abruptly let out a rush of cum all over his sweaty cock! At first, a few squirts hit his shirt, but then the seepy fluid poured down the head and swirled around the foreskin as he kept stroking.

“Ahh fuuuuck!” I yelled as the cream continued to flow down his entire dick.

Peeling the skin back and forth, his cock was awash in cum and sweat – it starts to cum… hard!

“OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK!!!!” he yelled as tried to bite his lip.

He shot that goo like a rocket! Long fluid ropes that partially hit my knee!

Rick was just watching the whole thing, busting a nut on the couch!

“Uhh FUCK YEAH!” Rick screamed, as his man-milk flowed like lava.

“Dude – what the fuck? That shit’s gonna stain the fabric, fucker!” Mike said.

“What? You guys unleash a torrent of cum all over the couch – I drip a few drops and I’m the asshole?” Rick said.

“It’s not a few drops, dickhead – you spewed enough to fill Lake-fucken-Superior!” Mike yelled.

After – an awkward moment of silence and deep breathing came over us. Rick and I collapsed on the couch while Mike went to the kitchen to get paper towels and fabric cleaner to clean up.

“Shit man that was crazy!” I said. “Damn, I can’t feel my toes!” As we all laughed!

That communal jerk session was enough to keep us going back several times more.

Unfortunately, the sessions were short lived as Mike’s family relocated to another neighborhood a few months later. We lost our jackoff sanctuary.

Even though Mike didn’t move far, we didn’t really hang out with him as much. He got to a point in his life where he started having steady girlfriends, so I suppose our homoerotic sessions suddenly seemed too “gay” for him.

As for Rick and me, we never really got together just the two of us to jerk. Though we’d compare cocks sometimes as we got older. As mine topped out at just below 6-inches, Rick’s grew to a fat 7 ½-inches. He’d clown me that my dick was tiny compared to his – I felt insecure about it well into adulthood.

A few months had passed and a real estate developer started tearing down some old homes on the corner of our block. The project stalled and the homes sat there half-demolished for months. Rick and I would create mazes out of them and sometimes plant booby traps. Rick and his younger brother Steve at this point were inseparable. And that’s when things got really crazy.

Stay tuned for part two…

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