Dan and I Jacked off

 Mom had a neighbor buddy* named Dan, he often visited, and even babysat** for her if she needed.

Dan and I were out of town at a Lodgemens' Convention; Mom went to Breckenridge.

I was now 19, about to go into the Navy.

All my life, I remember Dan was never a modest fella, even back when I still had buddy sleepovers, went camping, or, he took care of our pool; or, if he'd showered, and then trot out nekkid, while scratching his pubes, his dork would wiggle and sway heavily, as he used the Wall Phone, shaved nekkid, or changed slowly. He just never cared to hide it from me or my friends.

Dan's puckered penis

My sleepover buddies, (after he left our presence,) always commented on his hanging horsemeat. "I Like Dan's... aftershave, ...and his turkey-wattle dick-skin just gave me a stick, ..feel this!" (and, of course, I felt my bud's rod, which was rock solid...hence, an excuse to play with each other's.)

So, now seeing Dan in our motel room wandering naked to the window, to the mini fridge for a bottle of water, to the bathroom to piss...just wasn't something shocking. Even when he was at the house you could see it well defined in his cut offs, (which was all he had on 5 minutes after he arrived to babysit.)

But, this is my turn to man-up. "Hell, in the military, I guess nudity is just going to be a thing."

So, I unbelted my slacks, and shucked them off, walked over and hung them, with my shirt, by the door-closet.

Then, I, too, slipped off the shorts, and went over to make a cup of coffee.

Me back in my Navy days.

I stepped naked, coffee in hand up to see what Dan was looking at, outside the belly-button high, 6th story window.

"Hey, Paul. (Then, he realized I am naked, too.) Oh, hey again, I always had you pegged as the uptight type."

"Awe, Dan. (I blushed a bit.) If I'm going into the Navy I guess I'll just start getting used to it."

My half-mentor slid his maturely hairy arm across my shoulder.

"So. You're heading out there, into that wide world. Don't be a coward and hide yourself in the barracks, get out, explore." (Gave a man-squeeze to my shoulder, and slipped his arm off.)

That's where, for one brief moment in my life, I felt most naked, as his arm slipped off.

I was reminded of the time I was 14, and he told me how I could tell, if friend's were masturbating. ...then, looked at my own palm.

Then it got. Different.

It was out of the ordinary, but, not weird. It got naughty, but very nice. It evolved, but, more metamorphosized..

Dan became younger, and I became older.

Dan broke the ice with me that afternoon, in Jupiter's Inlet. "Well, we're nekkid and bored, ..you wanna tune a porn channel, ...with me?"

His euphemism for jacking off, still rang through loud and clear.

I shrunk, and smiled. He added, "I've heard you at it before, and there's that time you flat out caught me..." I had been sent over by mom to take an envelope, (money, a note, a recipe, I don't know, but, I was cumming up to the side yard door, he was polishing pole, right in his living room, in the middle of the day!

I was gonna got ring the front doorbell, but he saw me. He didn't freak out, just stopped, and came to the door.)

Having decided me and Dan are gonna wank, "I'll get a hand-towel." I said, and suddenly again, I was walking around completely naked in a room, right in front of my old friend Dan, with a teetering rod forming.

As I rounded the doorframe, he was sitting up against the headboard, one leg on the bed, and one on the floor....I'm  mean, One leg on MY bed. . 

His horsey handle was sticking right up as he flopped around that turkey-wattle, then slowly jacked it, peeled the foreskin off, slipped it back over.

"May as well, be close enough to watch each other, ...no need to jack off in separate corners."

I was rock solid, knowing he knew I was looking.

I then took a couple of tugs at the head/tip of my own foreskin, as a pinch-myself, this-is-happening move.

I climbed onto my side, and slowly felt Dan's eyes glued onto my glistening head, as I jacked off, right there with him.

I stroked a couple of times, closed my eyes, then, felt Dan's hand on my leg.  "Good, ...you got Ron's dick; ...'cuz Darryl has some tiny-assed meat to show for himself."

Ron and Darryl were a couple of his friends that were swimming in his pool nekkid one afternoon, when I dropped by to visit. They didn't get out and wag their meat in front of the High School kid my senior year, but, I could look down into the water and sorta see what they wear sportin'..

 "Awe, Dan, cut it out."

Upon closing my eyes, and getting rock-bone hard he added, "Careful fantasizing too much, be in the moment of whoever your with...there's always those times you will jack off alone."

My cock went abso-rigid, as I thought, "man, I wanna jack on his , too."

I reached across. My hand was stroking his love-tower, he again spoke. "Careful grabbing another guy's stuff. Yeah, we know each other. But, the less you know them, ...let them make the first move."

I pumped a couple of more times.

"Mmmn." He leaned back. His hand, on my thigh, then slid to my hips. 

Stroking Dan's cock. Stroking. Stroking. 

His hand came to life, well, came over and played with my balls as I stroked his cock. Saying it, out loud, is comes off just as surreal, as it felt at the time.

My nutsac was putty as he rolled them in his leathery-calloused paw.

I was about to blow, but I was too invested, I wanted to see Dan cum!

Stroke. I laid upon one hip, and my other hand tackled his dangly-tackle. STROKE. Stroke. Man has some nuts going on.

Moving up and straddling him. I tried "docking with him" and the touching of our soft, sexy foreskins made a French kissing feel between us, but the size difference [tho' I'm not that small, mind you...] was awkward.

Dan then, while I was still astraddle, grabbed both of our cocks, and we double-fucked his strong-gripped palm.

 "I'm close. But, even this ain't  doing it." He said. "Do you mind?"

"No," tho' I was actually about to shoot goo, edging close, as Dan jacked on my dick.

Then, he leaned forwards, and popped mine in his mouth!

My eyes went saucerlike. 

His hot mouth-cunt calmed my savage beast, and I enjoyed, the slow, lip-gripped ride.

He stopped. "Now, don't go through life thinking, you suck one dick, you're  a cocksucker. Half of guys try it, usually when they are drunk, and don't find they like it. ...About a third like doing it...after 2 beers, half of the guys will let you, ...so, when/if you ever wanna try it...be discreet. "

I stretched my lips over his already thinly stretched foreskin and did all the things I wanted done to me. Y'know, the things, my circ'd friend Jimmy never tried on mine

"Damn, Paul. You already been practicing?"

"...no, sir...just doing what I think I'd want done."

So, I stroked, and pumped, his tool with vigor. His floppy tip parts, never leaving my suction's grasp.

I was nekkid with Dan, and hard!

I was jacking off with Dan, and it was mutual.

I was swapping BJs with my Lodgemate, and had his dick is in my mouth, right now.

There's no way I'm stopping until I get a mouthful of baby hopefuls!

I didn't have to wait long. I first felt his thighs tighten, and lock, I felt his hairy nut sac, shrink of contents, I felt a throb, and heard his breathing stop abruptly.

My mouth filled with a warm smooth, cocktail, of copper pennies, mild bleach, and salt.

He relaxed, and heaved a sigh.

I watched his heavy breathing as his hairy abdomen and chest  swelled like ocean waves.

And jacked it off, dumping the last mini spurts into the furry space between, his pubes, and beltline.

He reached down, and dragged a couple of fingers thru it. Upon licking them, he added. "I rarely get a chance, nowadays, since Val passed on."

(Wow, Mark's dad, and Dan on a somewhat regular basis,, had a little playtime?)

I laid my cheek, on his mildly deep breathing chest pelt. "Thanks, Dan, It was good for me, too."

I was startled as he woke me, still hugging and reclining nude, "...time to start getting ready, to meet the brethrenship, for barbeque."

I looked around the banquet room..., (yep, Mr. Taymor surely had that big shit he's sporting, in SOME dude's mouth before... which half, have ever had a dick in their mouth? ...Which secretly enjoy it? Yeah, Rolf Rhodes definitely looks like the most likely 'pivot guy.')

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*He started off as a high school kid that mowed her lawn, then, pool boy, then, random handyman.

** I use the term loosely, he was there, in case of Emergencies,   more like 'a fire extinguisher on the counter,' than, giving direction, enforcing rules..

But, I was pretty Independant even on the sleepover nights.

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