Colin and me used to end up naked together. Although we never touched each other. I felt that the chemistry was there, and I felt that we would end up fucking one day.
We had found a good few quiet places where we could strip off, and dare each other to do some silly stunts.
In the end I would get Colin to get some distance away from me so I could bring myself off at the sight of him running along and his hard cock bobbing away as he ran. I really wanted to hold his cock, and to have him in my mouth.
The closest that we got was when we rubbed our cocks together, and accidently touched each others hand. The feeling of his cock against the end of mine was the trigger for me to start wanking myself.
But time marched on and we drifted apart. We moved away from where we grew up, and never even met for years.
I was out with friends in the town centre. My friends were drinking. I was the driver for the night.
Near last orders (at last). We ended up in another bar, and I was given yet another glass of pop. I was starting to get fed up with the idea of being the driver. My mates were getting more and more pissed. I was still stone cold sober.
Then I felt a tap on my shoulder. There was Colin. We had not seen each other for ages. We hugged, just as long lost friends, and found somewhere quieter to have a catch up.
We swapped numbers before the bar closed, and I had to take my mates home.
I had only just dropped one friend off when I got a text from Colin. I had to wait until I had got rid of the last one before I could read it. 'So happy to have met up with you after all these years. Problem is that I am stuck for a lift. Was hoping that you could pick me up.... please.'
I rang him back to see if he was still in need of a lift, and where he was.
Colin answered straight away, and he did need a lift.
I was so looking to getting home and having a drink. That would have to wait a little longer.
He was where he said he would be, and he thanked me when he got into my car.
As we drove on to his place, Colin was a lot quieter than he had been in the bar. Eventually he spoke. "Remember what we used to do when we were younger?"
"Oh yes. That was fun."
"Have you done anything like it with anyone else?"
"The wife used to like being fucked outdoors. Not so much since we have had the kids."
"I meant with another man."
"No never really wanted to after doing it with you. Have you?"
"No I only done it with you too. I never found anyone else that I could trust to do it with."
"A few men have tried to chat me up over the years, but I never really wanted to try doing that with them."
"Would you have gone further with me?"
"When I used to dare you to run around and you were far enough away I used to play with myself thinking about you."
"And I was there?"
"You weren't beside me. But yes."
"I used to wait until I got home, then I would play with myself thinking about you and your hard cock."
"I don't know how I never took a hold of yours when we rubbed ours together that time."
By then I was hard. I could see that Colin was trying to adjust himself too.
Then he went on. "What would happen if I got mine out now?"
"Not much, seeing as I'm driving. What would you have liked me to say?"
"I would have wanted you to get yours out too. Then maybe we could touch each other."
"Not sat in the car. I would prefer to be indoors, where it's safer and more comfortable and relaxed."
"We could do that tomorrow night. It's her turn to go out, and the kids are at her mothers too. I would have to meet up with her for the last orders though."
"I could get out tomorrow night. Perhaps Julie could get her mates round for drinks. Or after the night that I'm going to tell her that I have had she wouldn't mind me going out."
I found out exactly where Colin was directing me. I took a little diversion to a layby near his.
"What have you stopped here for?"
"I wanted to have a look at you and what you have got there." Nodding to Colin's crotch.
"But your going to see it tomorrow night. I hope."
"We might be touching each others tomorrow. I just wanted to see if my memory of it is close to reality."
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."
"Ok then on three."
We both managed to release our hard dicks at the same time. Colin's was almost as I had remembered it. (and still had the occasional wank thinking of it.) About seven inches with a nice girth to it. Like years ago his bell end swelled out from his foreskin. I felt my cock become harder at the sight of his.
I wanted to take a hold of it, and to stroke his magnificent member, but held myself back from doing so. That would wait until tomorrow. I hoped.
"Right. I think that we should put them away. In case one of us got too carried away. There's tomorrow."
"Yours is bigger than I remembered. It's going to be fun tomorrow when we dare each other after all this time."
I managed the struggle of sorting out myself. Then I turned to Colin. "I hope that you are not going to walk into yours with that still as hard."
"I hope so too!"
Colin gave me directions to his house. Once outside. "Thanks for the lift and for reminding me of the good times. I will send you a message when it's clear. Or I could pick you up if you want to have a drink."
"I might take you up on that."
There was a pause as we looked at each other. I could have leant over and kissed him. "Goodnight."
"Night thanks again and I will see you tomorrow."
It wasn't that far from my house, by the time I got home my mind was racing about the next night.
I had a few vodka's in me before I calmed down. Julie had been in bed when I got home, she decided to join me for a drink. Which made her randy.
All she had on was a flimsy dressing gown, she let that fall open, then she started to touch herself. She knew what I liked to see and what to do, for me to fuck her.
I did want to save my cum for the next night with Colin. But Julie had done enough to change my mind. Especially when she started sucking me.