Pumping cum with the boss – Johnny’s first shared wank

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Johnny struggled to get his 9 inches out of his jeans while sat in front of the screen, it was impossible to jerk off like this. He stood slowly and backed up away from the screen with his big pale cock out in his fist.

Gary was again instantly impressed “I thought it was big before, but holy fuck that’s a lot of dick you got there! I bet the girls love it, right?”

Strangely, Johnny was feeling a little proud of himself. He gazed at his own pink shaft in his open hand, giving Gary a great full view of his length and subtly comparing it to his boss’ 7 inches of tanned and thick dick, he wanted a closer look.

“Yeah, I guess. My last girlfriend couldn’t take it all though” Johnny lamented, stepping further toward his boss to give him a better look.

“Ain’t it funny, guys like me would love a cock like that, but the truth is most of the time we’d be doing nothing but beating off” Gary chuckled, rubbing his helmet while watching Johnny sliding his foreskin back over his wide tip. “Still, jerking on a big piece like that must feel pretty good, right?”

Johnny was a pretty intelligent young man, so, of course, this was a nonsensical proposition “Never really thought about it, I only know my own cock so how do I know what it’s like otherwise?”

Gary didn’t seem to get it, but they moved on.

“Here” Gary reached over into his desk drawer “use some of this, get that thing slicked up” he handed Johnny a tube of KY.

“Why the fuck do you have KY in your desk?” Johnny asked, taking it, happy to have some lube to make things a little better.

“You really are a nerd!” Gary grinned, “when you’ve been married as long as I have, and to a woman like mine, you learn to find places to get a load out. I’ve got lube and mags all over this town!”

Johnny stroked his slippery hand along his shaft, his pink meat glistening in the light from the long halogen bulbs running through the long and narrow office. He handed the lube back to Gary and watched intently as his boss made his own solid shaft slippery, paying specific attention to the swollen angry round helmet.

Surprisingly they’d almost completely forgotten about the Russian babe on the screen, taking five cocks in her mouth, pussy and ass as the guys shared her around.

“I’m guessing you never jerked it with a buddy before?” Gary asked

Johnny thought back to one time a couple of years before when he stayed with a buddy and they jerked one out in the dark to some very similar gang bang porn “Yeah, ‘course!” he was feeling a lot less like a geek having said that, but it wasn’t enough.

“Really?” Gary pressed “what was the deal?”

“Y’know, just a couple of buddies getting the job done” Johnny rarely felt like one of the guys, but right now he saw an opportunity to build some more credibility “it’s not a big deal, a buddy got some porn on and we stroked it for an hour. Shot a massive load all over his couch, he was fucking pissed!”

None of that actually happened, of course, they’d watched porn in the dark and Johnny hadn’t even seen his friends cock in their ten-minute stroke session which ended with Johnny drenching his shorts in cum and having to dump them in the trash.

It seemed to impress Gary though, he went into one of his own stories;

“Sounds like you got a squirter like Tanner” Tanner was one of the engineers, a big meathead Johnny instantly took a disliking to when he arrived. He was a mean dude and never seemed to be willing to even say good morning. The thought of him being into jerking it with the boss shocked Johnny. “We get together a few times a month to jerk it. Just this last week I walked out back and there he was, cock in hand and rubbing it over those mags. It was a good long beat off though, he shot a massive load into that bucket back there and had me busting one out seconds later!” Gary chuckled.

“Course,” the boss continued “always better when you got someone willing to swap dicks now and then”.

Gary discarded the comment like it was nothing, looking back to the screen as two of the Russian guys plunged their cocks into the girls pussy and ass, their balls slapping together.

“Huh?” Johnny inquired

“Y’know, when you got a good mate into beating it as often as you do why not land a dude a hand? Nothing queer about it” Gary looked at him with a smirk and Johnny thought for a moment he was joking.

“Come on kid! You ain’t that nieve!” he laughed, reaching out and grabbing Johnny’s helmet with his wet fingers. “Nothing wrong with helping a buddy out now and then”.

Johnny jumped back, shocked “Woah! What the fuck man?” he exclaimed without really thinking about it.

“Oh come on! Don’t be such a pussy!” Gary chuckled, “It’s just a dick, we both got one, we both know what to do with it, stroking a buddy off makes it feel ten times better.” Gary gripped his own meat at the base and waved his veiny erection it in Johnny’s direction “don’t tell me you never thought about what another cock would feel like, every guy has”

Johnny had, he knew it. He watched a porn video a few months before where two guys were banging a girl and grabbing each other’s cocks to slide into her, tugging on their buddy’s balls and slapping their own dick against their friends length while it was plunging in and out of her wet pussy, and he’d found the whole thing so fucking hot he shot a massive mess of cum within minutes.

He stepped forward “No bullshit, right? Just stroking” Johnny confirmed

“‘course, I ain’t no faggot boy, I just know a thing or two about stroking it”

With less than two feet between them, Gary reached out again and slowly took Johnny’s long meat in his calloused wet palm, his fingers wrapping around the young man’s girth, tugging him a little closer. Johnny reached out in return and tentatively closed his hand around the top of Gary’s shaft, feeling the hot wetness of his cock against his skin as it instantly thickened and throbbed.

Within moments they were stood side-by-side, each stroking the other while they watched the dick in their own fist, the fresh sensation automatically making what was a simple jack off a multitude of times more pleasurable.

Instantly it became the most plesurable experience Johnny had ever known. His boss’ hand explored every inch of his length, slippery strokes from root to helmet, playing with his foreskin as he slipped it back and forward over his rounded wet head.

“I would kill to have a foreskin line that” Gary lamented.

Johnny reciprocated the movements, his grip becoming less weak and more urgent, his palm sliding along Gary’s thick shaft and circling around his big tip.

“That feels good, right?” Gary asked.

“Yeah, it fucking does.” Johnny gushed, his cock now leaking a constant stream of clear precum.

Gary slid his foreskin back again to expose the tip, gathering a string of precum with his finger and smearing it around his helmet. Johnny gasped “careful, that’s too much” he said quietly.

“Sensitive huh?” Gary asked, “I heard guys with hoods have real sensitive cock heads”.

It seemed to encourage him. Instead of focusing more on Johnny’s shaft he played with his tip, collecting the clear juice and smearing it all over his glans as Johnny shivered and shuddered, feeling the hot pleasure instantly rising.

Gary’s cock responded in a similar way; Johnny could feel it becoming harder in his fist as he pumped it. The veins along his boss’ tanned length pulsating beneath his palm.

“That feels nice, I’m gonna start cumming soon if you keep that up” Gary complimented.

Johny realised Gary had been right, the feel of another experienced hand caressing his length was incredible, and the sensation of feeling another guy’s cock in his own fist only added to the pleasure he was experiencing. It was coming in waves, the intensity of his boss’ fingers stroking and playing with his helmet before sliding back down along his entire length had him getting closer and closer to cumming.

The porn was completely forgotten, neither of them had noticed that in the last 30 seconds the muscled Russian men on the screen had started spraying their cum out all over the babe’s face and tits. Gary and Johnny were completely focused on each other, cupping heavy balls with one hand, stroking the hard shaft with the other, milking the juice from their friends dick and smearing the clear liquid all over.

Johnny didn’t think it could get better, but he was wrong. Gary shuffled forward, his jeans still around his ankles, touching their cock heads tip-to-tip. Their slippery rounded meaty tips stroked over each other as Gary stretched Johnny’s foreskin out over his own helmet, something Johnny later discovered was called docking. It was entirely new to him, but the intense pleasure it delivered as their glans’ met and kissed was too much.

“I’m cu… cu… cumming…” Johnny exclaimed quietly as he gripped Gary’s big balls in his hand felt the first incredible wave of pleasure rush through his body.

“Yeah, that’s it” Gary whispered, “cum all over my cock”

Johnny couldn’t have avoided it if he tried, Gary had his vibrating length sandwiched against his own shaft, their cocks combined in a double barrel jack off as the first shot of cream pumped from his piss hole and bathed the root of Gary’s hairy length in fresh semen. It was quickly followed by another more powerful spurt as the jets of jizz erupted with force and Johnny felt his knees go weak.

“Fuck, that’s it boy, drench my cock in your cum!” Gary was so into it, his shaft becoming soaking wet as Johnny’s dick convulsed and spewed, the semen pouring out of him and sliding around Gary’s root, dripping from his balls and making a mess of Johnny’s hand where he continued playing with the big round orbs.

They were entirely infatuated with the sight between them, staring down in absolute lust as Johnny’s long and pink shaft repeatedly spewed milky lava all over Gary’s rock hard tanned girth, and that’s when Gary started cumming too.

Their slippery shafts danced around each other as Gary attempted to control them, combining them as best he could in one fist as his own helmet gushed a thick and creamy mess out over Johnny’s pale and wet flesh.

As their cocks were different so were their loads. Johnny was still gushing out the last of his watery semen as his helmet slapped and bumped against Gary’s hairy nuts, matting his pubes down with wet mess, while Gary’s cock pumped a thick and gloopy cream out decorating Johnny’s shaft from root to tip and back again, almost like a condiment on a hotdog!

“Oh fuck, oh fuck…” Gary muttered as his cream oozed from his red tip, issuing from his red puckered cock lips in powerful urgent globs, leaping out an inch or two to splash over the young man’s veiny meat.

Johnny winced as Gary slid his foreskin back once more, his incredibly sensitive cock head brushing through the soaking wet coarseness of Gary’s pubes.

They remained there almost motionless for a minute, staring down at their drenched cocks, still gently playing with each other as their dicks bounced and twitched, slapping their manhood together to combine their masculinity in one single dripping mass of flesh.

“Fuck, we made a mess!” Johnny looked down to the floor, Gary’s bunched-up jeans splashed with wet spots, the dusty concrete spattered with semen, his own boots decorated with their collective spooge.

They parted, reluctantly, their cocks aching with the intensity of the climax they’d just shared, their glans both so sensitive they struggled to position their dicks in their own shorts as they packed their meat away.

They stank of cum, but they didn’t care. They could both feel the other’s semen all around their own dick and they just didn’t give a damn.

“Come on, you can give me a ride home” Gary said, breaking the moment and returning things to normalcy “after you clean this fucking mess up” he chuckled.

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