Meeting Jerry ll

I was so nervous I couldn't relax. I've never seen a nude adult before much less being next to a nude man, but here I was laying in bed beside one.
It must have been several minutes of laying there, neither of us speaking when I felt the sheets move. Jerry moved his arm out a little, then a little more as if he was moving in his sleep. My eyes popped open when I felt him touch my side. I was frozen.

Then Jerry raised his arms and plopped his hand right on my crotch. My heart beat faster, either from fear or excitement. My mind raced, what do I do. Then my body betrayed me. My dick began to stir with the pressure of his hand.
As he closed his fingers around my dick it stiffened more. Giving it a gentle squeeze, he let go and moved his hand upwards. I don't know why, but as he pushed his finger tips under the waistband of my underwear I sucked my stomach in.

I shook feeling his hand reaching further in till he reached my dick. His hand felt cool resting on it, while his forefinger rubbed the tip of it. Then I felt his other hand take mine. Bring to him Jerry dropped it on his dick. I was scared but not frightened. His calm slow movements some how relaxed me.
Copying everything he did, I held it, rubbed the tip softly, and with gentle squeezing soon his dick hard. It felt kind of rubbery. Firm yet soft to the touch.

Whispering he said, take off your underwear. Eager to please him, I slid them off and dropped them on the floor.
Laying back down I took Jerry's dick in hand again. When he moved his hand up and down, I followed him. Moving his hand between my legs, he pressed my scrotum, then up behind my ball sack. Moving his hand back to my dick, Jerry held it and circled my piss slit with his thumb. As I circled his I felt moisture. Circling I spread the sticky wetness over the head.

His movement soon began to feel good, I too felt wetness being spread around the head of my dick. I asked what it was, Jerry said it's called precum. Each time he pressed his fingers against my scrotum more precum came out. He coated the upper half of my dick with it as he moved his thumb around.

Then I had the urge to pre. I fought to hold it back, yet the more he stroked my dick the stronger the urge became.
With breath quickening I couldn't hold any longer. Jerry, I said frantically. I have to go pre. Pulling the sheets off us he said, don't get up yet.
Stiffening my legs and sucking my stomach in, I fought to hold it back. Suddenly my dick started throbbing. Jerry laid his arm across my chest as I tried to get up. My heart pounded my breathing staggered, I could actually hear my heart beat in my head. My dick twitching and jumping, white stuff came shooting out. One long string shot up and out, then shorter ones. Each time my dick thronged more came out.
The thick liquid was warm as it landed on me.

My body was exaughted by the time my dick stopped pumping and began to go down. Jerry gripped my hand around his dick and moved it faster. I felt his swelling up, then throb. His white liquid came out slowly and covered my hand.
Taking a box of Kleenex from the bedside table Jerry wiped me and my hand clean.

Laying back down, he took my leg and pulled me on top of him. He wrapped his arms around me and pushed his hips forward.
The sent of his cologne was intoxicating.