Each of our eyebrows raised, surprised that he wanted to do something so intimate together. It wasn't anything I had thought of doing with them, but I'd be open to it if they were too. Girlfriends aside, we were best friends, and guys who liked stroking their cocks. Every guy loved doing that. I know I did. It was an understandable thing to propose now that it was in the open, even more so considering that we were on a boys' trip in the wood, miles away from the closest town.
Alex cleared his throat, "Just as long as I don't have to touch any of them."
Kyle scoffed, "You
would
say that." Alex shuffled awkwardly as Kyle kept talking. "No, I'm talking guys being guys on their camping trip. Take our cocks out, get them stiff and ejaculating together."
Trevor looked at him. I could sense some apprehension. "I don't know, man. Seems pretty gay."
"Dude, fuck off," Kyle argued. "It would be a sacred demonstration of our malehood. Exposing our aroused maleness to each other and releasing our fertile sex fluid." Kyle was always one to get metaphorical when he drank.
Trevor considered the proposal, and I chimed in to encourage it. "I'd be up for it. Can't think of a better way to make this a more profound time away with the guys. In nature, doing what guys do naturally."
"My dude." Kyle held his beer to me, which I cheers.
We all looked at Trevor, who shrugged. "Fine, why not. But this shit stays in the woods." He raised a finger as a warning to us.
Kyle, our fearless leader, stood before us and eased any fears or concerns we might have had. He addressed the group of men sitting around him in the firelight. "Gentleman. We're about to embark on the sacred act of masturbation together, something we all know and do often. Nothing could be more intimate or masculine as stroking our penises in front of each other until we release our sperm. What we do here tonight in front of each other is detached from sexual orientation, but lives within the energy of maleness." Kyle had a way with words when he wanted to. "The act we do together tonight will remain in this space forever, as a sacred bond that we'll never discuss with anyone but each other. If, in the future, you engage with other men in the act of mutual masturbation, so be it. But we will be the first for each other, connecting us more intensely and deeply than the men who may come later."
My dick lifted slightly in my shorts. In that moment, I had never connected to my sex more. I knew guys beat off, but as we started talking about it and starting the process, I realized they each might enjoy stroking their cocks as much as I enjoyed stroking mine, and I couldn't wait to do it together.
"Boys, to your feet." Kyle bend to put his beer against the log as we as all stood up. My heart pumped, jetting testosterone through my body. This was getting real.
Kyle looked us each in the eyes, holding our gazes one by one as he spoke of the ritual of circle jerk masturbation. The orange light of the flames caught his brow and five o'clock shadow. "I've never let another man see my bate, and I suspect the same for each of you. But know this: I'm honored to be here with you, to be a guy, and will delight in the energy of our maleness to see you guys ejaculate your sperm." My heart rushed. I was getting excited.
"We've obviously seen each other's cocks, but not in this light. I want us to be mindful of the sacred act of circle jerk masturbation, understanding how humanizing it is to connect with our dicks in front of other men, while also remembering that it is a spiritual act to do together. So to start, I want to go around one by one and expose our cocks to each other, after which point we can go at it together in any way we please until we each cum. Since I suggested doing this, I'll show you guys my dick first, to let each of you get an unashamed, unobstructed view of my guy."
Trevor, Alex, and I stood around the fire with him, nervously looking at each other, but ready to look at his dick. The flickering light of the flames on our shirts masked the shivering fabric, shaking from our heartbeats underneath. We had seen Kyle's penis before, but it was usually in quick, rushing glances. He was gonna let us
see
it.
Kyle spred his legs, firmly planting his feet in the dirt. He put his fingers into the waistband of his shorts and dropped them. He did not look down at himself but watched us as our eyes dropped to his crotch. We all looked, confronted with Kyle's organ in a profound act of exposure. His balls hung low in the skin bag below his cock. It was shaved and bare of any hair. His right testicle sat lower than the left. His pubes were shaved as well.
His cock had lifted slightly, obviously indicating to his friends that he was getting aroused and started to grow erect. Kyle was circumcised. His cock was five and a half inches long and growing with each second that our eyes stared at it, pumping fuller by his adrenaline. Fully erect he'd be just under seven inches. He had an average thickness of about five inches. His dick curved, the slit of his piss hole aiming to the left a bit.
We drink in his manhood, rejoicing silently within over being part of the same sex with him, knowing what it felt like to have a cock.
Kyle stepped out of his shorts, kicking them aside, leaving his legs and bottom half completely naked, cock continuing to lift off his smooth scrotum.
He turned to Trevor. "Your turn, bud."
Trevor licked his lips and was not so deliberate with his movements as Kyle had been. He put his fingers into his shorts, pushing them down before we really had time to prepare ourselves. You could tell that he was bit nervous, even though we had been naked together not even four hours before for our swim in the pond.
Trevor's shorts fell into the dirt and dried leaves, exposing his penis to us. The firelight flickered on it. In many ways, Trevor's cock was unlike Kyle's. Firstly, Trevor was uncircumcised. The head of his flaccid, six-inch cock was covered by a hood of dark foreskin, pulled tight over the head, with a small opening exposing the head. He hadn't started getting a boner yet but even without having one, his cock was longer than Kyle's. Trevor was definitely the show-er of the group, having the biggest dick of all of us. Fully erect he'd be nine inches long.
Trevor's flaccid cock hung heavy over his scrotum, which, also unlike Kyle's sack, displayed a formidable amount of dark black pubic hair. It was difficult to figure out which of his nuts hung lower, thanks to all the hair covering it. Above his shaft, much like his exploding array of armpit hair I had seen earlier, Trevor's disheveled tuft of immense pubic hair shot in every direction. It was black and long. Long strands of his pubes clasped to the soft tissue of his shaft at the base, seeming to make it disappear where it attached to his body.
We all looked at each other. Kyle nodded at Trevor, thanking him for baring his penis to us. Then he turned to me. "Duncan, you're up." Suddenly, I felt a rush of adrenaline in my chest, my heart lurching to pounding. It was one thing to take your clothes off with your boys to skinny dip together, it was a completely different sensation to stand in front of your friends with their eyes on you, waiting for you to bare your cock to them.