As with a lot of boys in my late teens I jerked off with other guys in a group. There were 5 of us me Paul, and Jason, Steve, Chris and Scott. We had all just turned 18 and were all horny as fuck. We met after school at my house to watch porno flicks or look at dirty magazines. My house was almost always empty until about 6 o'clock so we had plenty of time to our selves, and even on the odd occasion my parents were home they never interrupted us. I'm pretty sure they knew what we were up too and I'm still convinced they knew for a fact what I did for the other boys or rather what I let them do to me.
It was all quite straight and normal to start, after school we would all head round to my house armed with some porn. We would go straight up to my room, lock the door and watch it whilst all jerking off. After about an hour when we had all blown our wads and gotten our breath back they all went home and that was the end of it. But in such a close space performing such an intermit act it very soon lead to thoughts within the group of mutual masturbation. I was totally against such things to start with but Jason and Chris did it any way. Ending with Chris cumming in Jason's hand then Jason spraying spunk all up Chris' arm. The rest of us, me included watched as the pumped each other's cocks to the sticky end. As they did I couldn't take my eyes off the action, it was beautiful to see, and my heart raced until they both shot there loads. At which point I knew I had to try this.
The next day, with all of us assembled in my room and the porno playing in the background I asked Scott if he wanted a hand jerking himself. He looked amazed at first, probably because I had opposed the idea of us jerking each other, but after a short pause stammered out an Ok. So I got off the bed and moved into centre stage. All the guys stopped what they were doing and focused on my performance. Scott sat on the bed with his legs hanging over the sides, spread apart, and I kneeled between them. Unlike with Jason and Chris, Scott didn't jerk me at the same time; I was going solo on him. I slowly pulled down his jeans and saw his bulge in his tight underpants; they were white Calvin Kline's which held his package in the sexiest of ways. This combined with his smooth taught stomach had me stiff as a rock and begging to get to his goods. I felt him though the underpants and he was huge, almost twice the size in length and girth than I was. Slowly I removed this monster from its home and felt how warm and smooth it was. Nothing, not even my fantasizing about this moment all the night before had prepared me for the heavenly feeling of another guys cock. It took all of my strength to stop me from wrapping my mouth around it. It was bliss to feel and smelt fantastic as I drew in deep breaths with my heart beating like a drum from all the new exciting sensations I was feeling. Then I started to pump him softy with my hand wrapped around him as much as I could, he was so thick in girth that my hand did not come close to gripping all the way around him. The other goys looked on with bated breath as I put on a show almost as worthy of the silly little porno whores in the movies we had watched. All the attention was on me being a slut for Scott and I was loving every bit of it. Then with a moan and a sharp intake of breath Scott rolled his eyes and dropped back on to my bed. I knew then I was going to get my prize for all my hard work and fun. His dick became even harder and twitched as I picked up my pace until it erupted in my hand. Jets of Scott's sperm shot at me some hitting me direct in my face and on my mouth.
A wave of shame ran through me as I came to realize what I had just done. But it soon passed and was replaced by feelings of pride in pleasuring Scott. The fact that some of my best friends had watched and jerked them selves off over seeing me give another guy a hand job didn't faze me one bit. In fact I was having just about the best day of my life.