My First Time With Chris - part 3

I sat next to Chris on the bed as he got some of the lotion, grabbed that monster cock, and started to jack off. His hand was wrapped around the shaft as he started his rhythmic up and down jacking. That fat cock was glistening from the lotion as now I was staring in amazement. I wanted so bad to get my hands on Chris's fat meat, my mind was scrambling to come up with a reason to do so. His dick head looked so nice and shiny from the lotion, and I suddenly had an idea.

"Wait dude, it won't work like that," I blurted out. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Well, you've already done it like that tonight, did it shoot out really high?" I asked back. "Uh, well, I guess not," he said. "Let me show you the best way to do it," I told him. That's when he stopped his jacking and thought about what I had just proposed. "You mean you want to touch it?" he asked in confusion. "Yea, I'll just show you the best way to get it to shoot really high, it's OK," I tried in desperation to convince him. My heart was pounding as I waited in anticipation for his response. That's when he came back with his standard, "Um, yea, sure, I guess."

I couldn't believe it. Our first sleep over, and Chris was willing to let me touch his throbbing fat cock. I was bursting with elation on the inside as I moved over to finally take his high-school dick in my hands. I slid off the bed, kneeling on the floor between Chris's open legs. My face was directly in front of his hairy nut sack and standing-straight-up, lotion covered dick. It looked so fucking good, his fat cock and handsome dick head, sparkling from that great lotion. Instantly, I had flashbacks of Greg and I, when I would be in the same position, hungrily sucking his dick. I wanted so bad to do the same with Chris, but I knew if this was going to work, I needed to go slow and be happy with just touching his cock for now.

Both of our eyes were fixated on his tool as I took my fingers and started teasing his dick head, just as I had done with mine earlier. Chris's legs twitched slightly from this new experience of receiving pleasure. My gaze shifted to his face, and I could see him smiling with delight. How awesome it was to finally be touching the fat dick of this geeky band nerd, and have him actually enjoying it. Returning my focus back to the matter at hand, or fingers, (yes pun intended), I ran my finger tips around the ridge of his bulbous mushroom head. "Sometimes you need to just slow down and let your fingers explore," I told Chris as he continued to take in this new experience. "Oh shit dude, I see what you mean, that feels incredible," Chris replied as my fingers were dancing around his dick head.

Given the fact that Chris had already beat off that night, I was hoping he would last a while, as to prolong my fun for as long as possible. The prospect of a quality play session with him sent more blood flowing to my dick, and it started to wake up even more. To my surprise, Chris wasn't objecting to my continued teasing of his young cock. I focused on his head for several more minutes and then proceeded to run my fingers up and down his fat cock shaft. Chris was fat enough that I decided to use the fingers of both hands now, so I got just a little more lotion. "How does that feel?" I asked him. "Oh shit dude, that feels incredible," he answered again. Chris's fat dick looked so good being teased by my fingers. Settling in for the fun, my heart began to calm down as I continued running my fingers from the base of his dick to the very tip, pausing each time on the head to give it a little extra attention.

I kept the finger teasing going for several more minutes. Not only was Chris mesmerized by what I was doing, he wasn't objecting either. He was taking all of this new experience fully in, smiling all the while. We both were hypnotized by the glorious sight of his hard, shiny, fat high-school dick. I actually was pleasantly surprised by the fact that he had not preferred to masturbate himself, allowing me to have my way with him. I decided to change things up just a bit, so I held his shaft with my fingers while I massaged the underneath of his dick head with my thumbs. "Oh shit dude, that feels incredible," Chris exclaimed. "I'm glad you like it," I told him. I looked up and his eyes were closed now as he reveled in this new experience. Holding his cock like that, massaging under the head with my thumbs, not only did it look good, it gave me a feeling of control. I changed my technique just a bit by moving my thumbs up and down the entire length of his shaft. His high-school dick was so fucking hard. After quite a while of this thumb massage, I decided it was time to progress things a bit.

I took my hand, squeezed Chris's cock, and started slow jacking him. I now could fully feel his rock hard dick in all its glory. And it was amazing. Chris actually let out a prolonged, deep moan. We were both excited, and my young dick was fully hard once more. From the base all the way past the head, his fat dick was slippery and hard, a toy for my jacking pleasure. I decided to get daring, so I took my other hand and started massaging his nut sack. Suddenly, Chris opened his eyes, looked at what I was doing, and blurted out, "oh shit dude, I have never felt anything like that before." I wasn't sure what to say, so I just kept slow jacking him while massaging his balls. He kept staring in amazement. As great as his fat hard cock felt in my hand, I wanted so bad to put him in my mouth, but I knew that would have to wait for another night.

I still couldn't believe it, Chris was letting me jack him on our first sleep over. As my slow, rhythmic hand jacking and nut sack massaging continued, he closed his eyes again. The lotion was still wet and slippery over his cock. The faint sounds created by my tight jacking grip around his dick was all that filled the room. It was such an arousing, sexual sound, I could feel my young cock throbbing again. After a few minutes, Chris opened his eyes again and announced, "dude, I'm going to shoot soon." I suddenly stopped at that base of his dick, holding his tool in all its throbbing glory, his shiny head begging to have my mouth over it. As we both stared at his high-school cock, all I could say was, "oh shit dude." "Keep going, I want to explode all over," he commanded me. I did as he said, only this time I jacked him just a bit faster while I massaged his nut sack. I had a nice, firm grip, but was careful not to go too fast. We were both focused on his meat when Chris surprisingly said, "oh yea, that's it…….keep going." I was now totally shocked with his level of acceptance of what I was doing. He was really getting into it, and it made everything hotter. I was still massaging his nut sack, and I could feel it tighten up, so I knew he was getting close to spewing his load. After several minutes Chris again said, "oh yea, that't it, keep going." I was now convinced this was the first night of playing, with many more to come, and the prospect of that made my dick ache with hardness.

I was concentrating on getting Chris's hot, gooey load out of his nut sack when suddenly his eyes got really wide and he blurted out, "oh shit dude, here it comes!" I slowed my jacking slightly, and kept massaging his balls as his fat high-school cock began spewing uncontrollably. Shockingly, Chris had plenty of jizz left, even after his private session earlier. Indeed, his pressure was built up, he seemed to be shooting three feet up as well. Drops of his hot spunk were landing all over his chest and legs. We both stared in utter amazement. I was attempting to milk every last drop out of him when he suddenly said, "dude stop, I can't take it." I let go of his cock and we both watched as it slowly went limp, throbbing as it deflated. I remained kneeling there between his legs, looking around at the drops of his hot cum. I wanted so bad to lick each one up and taste his creamy goodness, but I knew that would have to wait until our playing developed further. My own dick was aching with hardness, so I slid my hand down and started jacking myself. "Oh shit dude, that was incredible," Chris said, half out of breath.

I couldn't move, starting at all the drops Chris's hot of cum, and jacking myself. After a few moments Chris regained his composure and noticed what I was doing. This time, it was him that told me, "I know what you're doing down there." "Sorry dude, I can't help it," I admitted to him. To my surprise, he instructed me, "go ahead and stand up." Now I was really in shock, and my heart started to race again. As I stood up, Chris schooched to the edge of the bed, and with cum still all over himself, grabbed my throbbing meat and started jacking me. My dick was still lubed from my earlier session, and what was left on my hand from jacking Chris added even more, so he didn't have anything slowing him down. Fuck that lotion was good. Now my dick was face level with Chris as he rhythmically stroked me. He wasn't worried about going slow or teasing me, and neither was I. His clock read about 2 AM. We had been going at it for two hours, and I was ready to blow another load and get some sleep. Neither of us said a word as I put my hands on my butt and leaned back just a bit, letting Chris jack me as he wished. I could tell he had plenty of practice on himself - he was steady with his rhythm.

After several minutes I could feel my pressure building, so I decided to engage in dirty talk like he did earlier. "Oh yea, that's it, keep going," I told Chris as he stared intently at the tip of my dick. He was waiting for my hot spunk to come shooting out. I was so fucking turned on, leaning back slightly while Chris jacked my young dick. And on our first sleep over. I seriously thought I was dreaming. This would make the second time that night for the both of us. The thought of shooting all over his face turned me on even more, and I knew I was about to explode. "Oh shit, keep going," I told Chris. His hand never slowed. He powered on with his steady jacking. And sure enough, within several minutes, I was exploding once again. I quickly looked down as my hot spunk shot straight out of my young dick, right into Chris's face. I could barely stand as I shot load after load on his cheeks and glasses. I don't think either of us expected me to shoot that much again. Finally my knees collapsed and I landed on the bed next to him. He looked over at me, his glasses were spotted. His face was a mix of red zits and white jizz. I positively did not know what to say. All Chris could say was, "oh shit dude." We were both in shock again.

It was now after two in the morning, and we were both exhausted. We took turns going into the bathroom to clean up. Neither one of us really said anything as we put our underwear back on and turned in for the night. But I'm sure Chris was thinking the same thing I was - that this was the start of an even better friendship.