cum 'n go

There's a local fella, about 5ft 7, gym fit, blond, nice looking, mid 30's, who is on most apps looking for 'wank buddies'. Nothing long winded...like porn edging sessions, just turn up, jack off, and leave.

We had a couple of such meetings a few years ago, but he's very fickle and I got a bit tired of his nonsense. He seems to forget that on some apps, you can tell when a message has been opened, so I might have sent a message offering to drop by later that day, he'd open it, then 5 days later I'd get a reply saying "Sorry mate. Only just seen the massage..blah blah blah'. He does that fairly often, though he's forever on line. and it's not me pestering him....he will occasionally write and suggest we hook up.

So...the first two times we met, all those years ago (4 or 5, I think), it was one of those scenarios where he leaves the door unlocked, I arrive, strip off in the hallway, then go find him naked on his bed.....I stand close, we wank, I leave. On both occasions it was probably less than 15 mins.

After a couple of years paying little attention to him, he appeared to be closer to where I live. Turns out he'd moved home and was only a couple of miles away. One day he sent a message inviting me over. As it happens, I could go there and then, so I went.

It was pretty much as before...but I did lay on his bed that time, and he kneeled over me, watching and working his tool.

Yesterday, I had to run an errand near him, so I dropped a line to say I would be near his home about 2-ish (this was about midday) and could drop in if he's home and free. No messing about. It was either a yes or no. He replied to say he'd be home 2 and 4, so it worked.

I arrived at his immaculate apartment, removed my shoes and followed him in to the bedroom. In our brief correspondence earlier, he'd said that he'd like me to wank in different positions as that turns him on. Not that I could think what else he might have meant, but to clarify, I asked, 'You mean standing, laying, sitting, bending over etc?' He confirmed that's what he meant.

He immediately lay on the bed, put his hand down his loungers and started playing with himself. I stood at the end of the bed and started with a similar activity. Mind you, I was wearing freshly washed jeans...so a bit tight for much action. Quite quickly, I unfastened my button and zip, so I had easier access. With my hand now inside my black boxer briefs, I soon worked myself to a full erection.

I'm not one of those lucky guys that will stay rock hard for ages. My erection is proportionate to my horn level and/or the action. This kind of thing, while 'fun', doesn't especially rock my boat, so I needed to keep the wanking going. Not that there was anything else to do!

Once I had a full boner, I lowered the front of my boxers to expose my throbbing dick for him to see. His reaction was a subtle increase in interest and activity in his loungers.

My boxers were hooked underneath my ball bag...which is a sensation I quite like while masturbating, as my nuts can take fair amount of rough treatment, my hand slapping into them while they were pushed up by my boxers.

I moved to the side of the bed, close to him, so he had a different view. As I did so, he pushed his loungers down to his thighs, releasing his smaller than average, uncut erection and holding it at 90 degrees to his body with a good grip.....gritted his teeth and gave himself a few good, heartfelt tugs.

With his request for different positions in mind, I was limited while wearing jeans, so I soon removed them, along with my underwear and socks, hooked the body of my top behind my neck and climbed on to the centre of the bed. For some 10 mins, I stood over him; I kneeled and leaned back...thrusting my groin towards him; I turned to face away from him on all fours and opened my legs so he could view the jerking through my legs...watching my balls slap about; I lay on my side..top leg wide apart. It all seemed to be working for him.

He'd removed his clothes over this time and just lay there, naked....tossing himself off and watching.

When I was kneeling on the bed, close to him, he stopped his hand action to show me his 'pre-juice' of which there was a lot oozing out, running down his shaft. If he hadn't told me it was pre-cum, I'd have assumed it was a full on ejaculation. We've never touched in any way before, but being this close, I gently played with his balls. He was ok with that, so I ran my hand up his shaft and over his bell, gathering some of the 'pre-juice' along the way, which I then licked from my hand. That seemed to get him more aroused. He watched and licked his lips as I tasted his cum.

He then asked if I would lay on the bed and let him 'bring me off'. This was progress :-)

It was never going to be a long, drawn out affair, so I obliging lay myself beside him, hands behind my head and waiting for him to adjust his position and wank me off.

He shuffled down the bed a bit so his face was closer to my groin and rolled on to his left hand side.. Propping himself up on one elbow, he took a strong grip of my meat, leaned in - so it was close to his face, and proceeded to beat me off. He really got in to it, muttering to himself about 'tossing' me off and wanting to 'bring on a load' with a significant degree of aggressive enthusiasm.

I'm sure you have experienced being jerked off by a fella whose method for masturbation is SO different from yours that it doesn't really work? Well this guy got it right for me, with a strong grip and going at it hard. That, combined with his dirty talk and apparent enjoyment of what he was doing, was all working. I could feel my balls tightening and stirring in my groin. I moved my right arm down between our bodies and took hold of his wet, rigid prick. It was more for my benefit than his, as I just wanted to feel cock, but even so, in the position we were in, there wasn't much room for me to make much of a hand movement. There was a pool of 'pre-juice' on the bed below his nob, which my hand was now resting in. That too, added to the overall horn score as I offered a small amount of wrist action.

In the moment, it seemed to spur him on with continued hot talk. 'I love wanking your fucking hot, fat cock Yeah, makes me so fucking horny''.

I joined in with the chatter. "Fuck that feels good. Wank my dick. Make be spunk up. Yeah...beat that fucking meat hard and force the cum out. Make me cum...wank me, yeah, wank me hard......"

....and with that, I lifted my head to look at my cock being worked, just as the first salvo of jizz fired off and landed on my neck heavily. I was aware of his vocal delight at the sight of the seamen he was now milking from my throbbing member, but I dropped my head back on the pillow, in ecstasy, as my world momentarily reduced to his right hand, my cock and tight gonads. He was getting it right....still pumping his hand away with the same degree of energy to keep me going, jerking my cock at full pelt, bleeding the white sticky secretion over my stomach - accompanied by my rhythmic grunts and monosyllabic, vocal approval of the job he was executing so well...my entire body quivering, legs twitching....for what seemed like an age, until the moment passed, the ejaculating reduced to a dribble and my sense of the real world returning to some normality.

He slowed his hand movement, but keeping hold of me, he continued with his dirty talk as he started to rock his hips back and forth, doing his best to fuck my hand. I gripped tighter. The movement was enough to work for him because in just a matter of 8 or 9 'thrusts' he let out a deep, throaty, intense 'Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh' and pumped his own load of cum...mostly into my leg and into hand which then acted like a lube (not that it was needed) with him fucking my hand in his own juices. He kept going until his tight little nut bag had emptied itself and the orgasm passed and he retuned to being the polite, normal fella I met when I arrived.

For a 2 man jerk off session...it was quite hot...and if he's willing, maybe I won't leave it so long before the next time.