I learned long ago, quite by accident, how to masturbate. Rubbing my young cock against the mattress of my parents' bed, fully dressed, as I read a paperback book I found in my father's dresser drawer. This was beyond the skin mags I had discovered months earlier. Reading about people having very graphic and lustful sex had me hard as a rock and humping away pretending I was a character in the book. All of a sudden I felt this sudden urge to pee. I raced to the bathroom hoping I wasn't going to piss my pants only to find nothing happening. No piss, nothing. I went back to humping the mattress and before long it happened again. I was puzzled, but it sure felt good. This lead to many evenings after I went to bed humping my mattress until that fateful day that "feeling" happened and a finally shot my first load of cum. Once I started cumming, I had to find a way to cum but not leave the tell tale stains on my sheets and underwear. I found that if I humped my hand that at the moment before I came, I could press down heard against the heel of my hand and it prevented me from shooting everywhere since the last thing I wanted to do was bump into anyone in the hallway on the way to the bathroom covered in cum.

I pretty much kept it to myself for awhile. I had a friend that I occasionally spent the night with on a Friday night now and then. One night I was over and we were down in his room in the basement, him on a twin bed and me on the floor in a sleeping bag. He had a stash of skin magazines he stole from his brother and we were looking at them. I positioned myself on my stomach and was slowly pressing my cock against the floor in a slow hump hoping he wouldn't notice. After about 10 minutes, he says "I know what you're doing down there". I froze and looked up and played dumb and said "What? I'm not doing anything". He laughed and said I was humping the floor. I was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He laughed again and said "it's alright, I'm playing with myself too". With that, he pulled his blanket back to reveal his stiff cock sticking up out of his underwear while he was slowly stroking it with his other hand. He told me not to be embarrassed, it was natural. With that I figured, what the hell, and got into my usual position and humped my hand while looking at the magazine. My buddy went back to his magazine but this time with his cock exposed while he slowly stroked it. After I few minutes I grunted I was going to cum and did my usual trick. My buddy asked if I made a mess and sad no and explained how I did it. As we chatted, I got an urge I hadn't had before and I asked if I could help him. He was a bit surprised but said sure.

I knelt beside his bed and replaced his hand with mine - this first cock other than my own that I had ever touched. Even though I knew how my own felt, I marveled at how soft his felt as I stroked it. It was less than a minute before he started cumming all over my hand. After that night, it became habit for us to masturbate together. It wasn't long before he was jerking me off while I jerked him.I started spending a lot more time with him. We'd wonder the woods behind his house or out on the golf course beyond the woods looking for things to do which inevitably ended up with us with our pants around our ankles beating each other off. After a few weeks of this, I felt like I wanted to do something more. I wasn't sure how my friend would feel about it, so I broached it one night on one of our frequent sleep overs. I asked if I could suck his cock. He again said sure and I knelt down between his knees as he sat on his bed and grabbed a hold of his erection while he looked down to see if I would go through with it. I steeled myself and bent forward touching his head with my tongue. I then slowly slid it into my mouth and in my inexperienced way, started to slowly bob up and down on his cock, gently sucking as I did. I probably sucked him for a good 5 minutes or so. I asked him how it felt and he said good. I asked if he'd be willing to suck on mine. He hesitated a bit and then shrugged and said "why not". With that we exchanged places and I felt my first pair of lips going down on my own hard cock. Neither one us came in the others mouth. Strangely enough, we both felt ourselves as strongly attracted to girls and wanted to fuck one as soon as we could, but since neither of us had a girlfriend or any prospects, we decided to just use each other to get our rocks off, but we seemed to have this tactic agreement that we wouldn't cum in the others mouth. In or teenage minds, that kept us from being gay.

We spent a lot of time after that 69ing, humping our cocks together in the missionary position or one would hump his cock in the other's butt crack until we shot our wads on our stomachs or the others back. My buddy went on a vacation for a few weeks with his family and I let my lustful cock lead me to another friend and his brother. They were both younger than me but at that age were I was when I started enjoying rubbing my erections. We would disappear into a large storm culvert that we could walk through bent over to a spot that ended with two circular storm drains ended above the floor. They were only wet when heavy rains occurred, so they place was usually dry. We would bring flashlights, lighting the place up as we would drop our pants and proceed to rub our cocks together. I would suck on their smaller cocks, going from one to the other. Then I would have them lay down in the storm drains and I would climb on top of one and hump my cock against his and then move to the other, going back and forth until I shot my wad on one of their stomachs. Unfortunately they still weren't able to cum yet, but they really enjoyed my sucking on their cocks.

When my buddy got back, we went right back to doing the things we did before. I borrowed a tent one summer weekend and we spent the night out in the woods on our own naked and making ourselves and each other cum as often as we could. On another night that summer, we wandered the gold course bored and looking for something to do. We made our way down to the large swimming pool the country club had a fair distance from the clubhouse. The lights were on but no one around. We decided to go skinny dipping. We stripped and jumped n swimming around for a bit before we started getting nervous about someone catching us. so we got out and searched for a towel. The only thing we found was one of those small golf towels. We used it to dry our feet and put our sneakers back on and then grabbed our clothes and streaked off into the night slowly jogging across the various greens and fairways until we were on the opposite side of the course. By that time we were almost dry and we just walled along side by side carrying our clothes chatting. I looked over at him and saw his big cock swinging back and forth as he walked. I reached over and started stroking it as we walked along. He tried stroking mine which had become hard at the sight of his erection, but it wasn't easy with both of us trying to jerk the other as we walked, so we stopped and laid down in the middle of a fairway, quickly sucking each others cocks into our mouths. We sucked away for quite awhile and then switched to humping our cocks together and then each others ass crack until we blew our loads on each other. We used the towel to clean up, dressed and headed back to his house.

Not too long after this he came over my house while I was the only one home and knew I would be for at least an hour or so before my parents or brothers came home. We proceeded to strip and do our usual warm ups with each others cock stroking, sucking and rubbing them together. My friend then asks if I would take it a step further. He asked if he could fuck my ass and then I could fuck his when he was done. I agreed and went and got some Vaseline to help. I was nervous as hell about it, but I was willing to at least try. My buddy's cock was a bit longer and thicker than mine, so I was nervous. He lubed his cock up and then started to slowly push his head against my asshole. I felt it starting to part and him slowly entering. The pressure mixed with my nervousness made me imagine that it hurt more than it did and asked him to stop when he had the head partially inserted. I chickened out, unfortunately, so instead a jerked him off since he was already lubed up. He returned the favor and we cleaned up and dresses before someone came home.

My buddy was the first to get a girlfriend and it didn't take long before he started fucking her on a regular basis. Weekends he couldn't see her, I would be over and he would describe the things they did together while he jerked off or I sucked on his cock. I figured our days of sexcapades were numbered since he was finally getting pussy. We met less often, but we still took time to get off together. The last time we did anything, though at the time I didn't realize it was, we were juniors in high school and we were waiting in his room for a friend to pick us up to go to a movie. We both had are pants down stoking ourselves, killing time. I had made up my mind that I wanted to actually suck him off to completion and let him cum in my mouth. I didn't tell him that, but I asked if I could suck on him. He let me and I was going to town trying to get him to cum (we both had problems with how long blow jobs took to get us to the point of release). I must have been sucking on him a good 5 minutes with him just watching me bob away when our friend pulled in and blew the horn. At that we both got up and pulled our pants up, stuffing our unsatisfied cocks away.

After that I never had a chance to doing anything more with him. Before long I had my own girlfriend and after a short while I was plowing her nubile pussy every chance we got, learning how to go down on a woman, thoroughly enjoying eating pussy even more than I did sucking cock. Strangely enough, these many years later, I do regret not allowing him to butt fuck me and me, him. I'm sure that once we started that, we would have become each others cum dump until we did find girlfriends. There's something about a warm, moist tunnel wrapped around your cock, whether it's a pussy, an ass or a mouth, that sure makes cumming better. I also regret not being able to suck him dry just once to see what is was like. Since those days, long ago, I haven't touched another cock other than my own. I marked myself as straight, because that has been how I lived my life as an adult, but there are times I fantasize about getting with my buddy again and reliving those lustful days of our youth, doing the things we didn't get to do. I know it's a pipe dream since I have reconnected with my buddy, but whenever I mention our glory days, he quickly changes the subject, so I know it embarrasses him. We did drive back home together as I drove through his hometown on my back to the town we grew up in to visit relatives. As much as we talked sex along the way for several hours, there was no inclination on his part to visit our past and focused solely on our own past with wives and girlfriends. We even spent a couple of nights sleeping in his father's basement on two couches together, but zero interest from him in anything but sleep, so I was left to hump my hand quietly across the room from him until I came.

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