Date: Mon, 3 Feb 2014 14:31:23 -0800 From: C C Subject: Greg Shows Me How The first time Greg showed me how to masturbate was during a sleep-over at his house. We were in our underwear, in sleeping bags in his room. We could hear his parents talking downstairs, but the door was closed and the lights off. He shined the flashlight at himself so I could see his tented underpants, saying he was really hard and did I want to see something cool. He pulled down his breifs and his boner popped up. Mine was hard too: we'd been talking about girls we knew and saying all the stuff we'd done with them, sucked their tits and licked their sweet pussies. It got us both hard, even though we both knew we were lying. We were virgins, but lying about that was as common as claiming you never jerked off. I didn't particularly need Greg to show me how to do it, but I was as horny as him and since the girls were only in our perverted imaginations, we'd have to make do somehow without them. He asked me to hold the flashlight while he rolled onto his side and started using his hand to rub the head of his dick on the soft flannel inside of the sleeping bag. Not my usual technique, but looked interesting and might be worth trying. I leaned forward a bit, directing the flashlight to get a better view, noting how his hand was sliding the skin over the shaft of his erection and he moved the sensitive tip against the fabric. Greg moaned softly and quickened his pace, the head of his boner getting redder. He whispered how good it felt and maybe I wanted to try it. He meant did I want to try it on mine, I'm sure, but since I'd already lowered my briefs and was (discreetly, I hoped) humping the floor, I misunderstood. Um, sure, I said and reached for his cock. I imitated his grip, wrapping my fingers around as Greg sucked in air, gasping in a combination of surprise and gratitude, I guess. He picked up the flashlight where I'd dropped it and trained the beam on my hand keeping up the rhythm. How's that, I asked and he moaned that it was so good, the best. His boner was hard in my hand, the soft skin moving smoothly over the length of it. Gonna come in a second, Greg warned. My face was less then a foot from his dick and watched the tip redden and swell. He grunted quietly and I felt him throb and watched the thick white cum begin to pulse out. I kept stroking as he came, the semen spurting onto the flannel. Greg fell over onto his back when he'd spent himself, sighing and leaving the flashlight lying there, shining onto the pool of his cum. It was a lot, more than I ever made, having only recently begun to actually ejaculate. Greg saw me looking at it and said, I really come more now, and it's thicker. Yeah, was all I could manage to say. Smells good too, he went on, like pineapple almost. He leaned over and smelled his semen, then told me to smell it and see. If I hadn't been so horny, I probably wouldn't have, but my burning cock made me lean in, putting my nose nearly into the cum I'd just milked out of my buddy. I sniffed, detected nothing really, and only realized I'd been tricked when I felt his hand on the back of my head and my face going into his still warm sperm. I twisted away, but not before cum was smeared across my cheeks, nose, and lips. What the..., I sputtered, semen dripping into my mouth when I spoke. Greg jumped back, giggling, as I made for the bathroom to clean it off. I slammed the door to show I was mad, but also because I'd gotten a taste of my buddy's jizz and I wanted some privacy to taste more. I licked my lips, using a finger to scoop a glob off my cheek and into my mouth. My cock throbbed, calling out for my attention, and I smeared more cum onto my hand to use as lube. I turned on the faucet for cover-noise and leaned against the door so no one could come in as I stroked my cum-slippery cock. I was dizzy with arousal, still tasting Greg's semen, and I staggered to the edge of the tub to sit down before I fell down. Greg burst through the door, just as I came, saying, Sorry man, don't be pissed... I must have been quite a sight, my red face still dripping with his cum, my slicked hand flying over my hard cock as my own load spurted onto the bathroom floor.