Clueless to do This – first bate watching porn with a college buddy
Submitted by MCHammer
This happened in college and though I knew I wanted to try bating with a bud, I never knew how to initiate that conversation and figured it would never happen. Until I met my buddy J. J used to find a way to steer every conversation toward sex. He had a girlfriend, but I never got the impression that he wasn’t willing to be unfaithful if the opportunity arose. And if he seemed to be getting close to approaching a girl who wasn’t his girlfriend, I typically steered him away from it. His girlfriend sometimes came over when we were hanging out, and I didn’t want that dancing around my conscience. I’d rather not know…but if he talked about something happening at least I could rest assured that I wasn’t some kind of accomplice.
When the guys held their cocks against each other so she could slide down, J grunted and started to shoot his load straight up in the air
Anyway, I lived at home during college and my folks went away for a weekend. So J suggested we rent a few movies, have a few drinks, and maybe hit up a bar or two. So after Friday classes he met me at the cafeteria and we headed to my car. The first priority was liquor. I’ve always been a beer drinker but he wanted rum. My Dad was a scotch drinker so the liquor store was the first stop. And then we were off to the video store. I figured a comedy and an action movie; the perfect accompaniment to a night of drinking. It’d get us pumped up to head downtown.
When we got to the movie store (the 90s, back when DVDs reigned supreme) and I walked straight to the new releases. He followed, but after a minute he said, “No one’s here. Let’s go.” I didn’t understand until he began walking quickly to the adults only section at the back of the store. It wasn’t the first time I’d watched a porn with J, but it wad the first time I’d rented one with the express purpose of watching it together. The first time was after telling him my Dad had one hidden in his closet. So he wanted to see it. We watched it, but mostly fast forwarded through it. It was from the late 70s and the only scene worth watching was Ron Jeremy’s. It was before the obesity. His dick was huge and I was amazed by it. I got the feeling we both were, but neither of us discussed it. We just both got silent during his scene with two women.
Anyway, this time around we actually browsed. When he was looking at a DVD case I adjusted my hard on so it was less obvious. We rented two flicks. He poured a strong drink and I opened my first beer, bringing a second with me. The point was to get our drink on, right?
The first movie was the private Pam & Tommy Lee video that everyone saw. Talk about a huge dick that left us speechless. But we were annoyed by how little actual sex there was. We complained aloud for a few minutes. He got up to pour another drink and asked if I had any Vaseline. This will tell you how clueless I was about it all. I asked, “Vaseline? For what?”
He replied, “My lips are dry,” with a chuckle. I offered him my chapstick, but he said, “I don’t use that shit. Just go grab some Vaseline.”
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I ran up to the bathroom and grabbed the travel sized jar. When I brought it down, I noticed he’d folded out the sofa bed. I figured he’d be sleeping there anyway so it didn’t really register. Anyway, he scooped out way too much Vaseline, and applied a dab to his lips and then smeared the rest on his palm wrapping his fingers inward. I still had no idea what he was planning to do.
I said, “Better hold your glass with the other hand.”
I put the other movie on. It was a collection of MFM threesome scenes. I was sitting in an armchair but he was fully reclined in the sofa bed, covered in a blanket. About halfway through the first scene I started peering over to his crotch to see if there was a bulge. And then I noticed the movement. And then my hard cock pulsed upward and I felt a drop of precum cooling against my abdomen.
“Dude,” I said, my throat obviously dried out.
He froze. “What?”
“Do you use Vaseline to jerk off?”
“Yeah. What do you use?” He still hadn’t moved. His eyes were still glued to the screen.
“Nothing. I just jerk off dry, I guess.”
“You should try it, man. Your dickhead won’t get so irritated. Here’s a blanket.”
He tossed a blanket over from the back of the sofa with his left hand. And the hand under the blanket seemed to relax while he reached for the jar of Vaseline and passed it over. I smeared a bit on my hand, put the blanket over my lap, and opened my pants. And that’s when he reached under the blanket to open his jeans. He had just been stroking down his pants.
After about five minutes I got annoyed by the blanket being in my way. With a bit of liquid courage I found myself emboldened.
“Dude, this blanket is bullshit. Why don’t we lose them?”
“Naw man. I’m good.”
“Whatever. Fuck this,” I said and pushed the blanket onto the floor. My hand wrapped around my shiny cock, pushing it straight up, showing it off. I glanced at him and his eyes were glued to the TV. He was afraid to get caught looking. I was too far into this to turn back now. I stood in front of then TV, my silhouetted form holding my cock outward.
“Dude, just look at it. Your cock is out. My cock is out. We’re both beating off. Every guy peeks at other guys’ dicks at urinals. Just check it out.”
“Alright man,” he laughed. “I see it. Now move, you’re blocking the TV.”
He was still covered and all I wanted to do was see his dick. I wanted to see how it was different from mine. I wanted to see if it was bigger. And I wanted to see if he stroked his cock differently than I did. Plus, I was hoping to see another cock cum in real life. So…I grabbed his blanket to rip it off of him.
Initially, he resisted. He grabbed it with his clean hand, but didn’t have a good grip and finally relented.
“Alright dude. There. There it is. Now let’s watch the movie.”
His cock was the same length, but only slightly thicker than mine. He was circumcised too. It felt like he was stroking my dick on his body. I sat back down and caught him looking at me stroking my cock. So I shook it back and forth and made eye contact with him. He laughed. He finally seemed to relax.
We both bounced between watching the fucking on screen and watching the stroking across the room.
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“Push over. I want to stretch out.”
“Alright. No touching though.”
“Relax man. We’re looking. Not touching.” I sat on the sofa bed and laid back. And then he spread his legs out, putting his right leg over my left. We were touching almost immediately. I didn’t comment on it, but smiled inwardly. As we kept jerking off, pushing our dicks down to stand them up, squeezing them, and starting to play with our own balls we each got more relaxed. The scene was a DP and the guys lined up so let the girl ride them both at the same time. When the guys held their cocks against each other so she could slide down, J grunted and started to shoot his load straight up in the air. It landed on his pubes and lower abdomen with quiet splats as I started to cum. I pointed it upward toward my chin and covered my chest and stomach.
J chuckled. “Nice man.” He dipped a finger in my load and wiped it down his shaft. “Nice,” he said, seeming to talk to his softening member.
It went about how I’d fantasize my first buddy bate going. There were two more occasions that pushed each of our boundaries a bit before our lives took us to different places.
Maybe I’ll share those another time.
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