Jim and I

I don't know how many times I jacked off that weekend. The memory of Jim's cock wouldn't leave my head and left my own cock in an almost constant state of arousal. The feel of his arms wrapped around me, the smell of his body, the moans he let out at the peak of sexual pleasure - all mixed together to fuel my masturbatory fantasies for days. I creamed on every inch of Jim's white compression shorts; and then again and again. Per our agreement, I would have to tell Jim what I did with his underwear but maybe I would leave out the part about fantasizing about him at the release of every load.

Monday came but I was lucky enough to be able to work from home. Things were slow at the office and I only had a couple of things that weren't due for days - which meant I had plenty of time to squeeze out another load into Jim's shorts before washing them. Of course, the best part of working from home is that you don't have to wear pants, so I was already sitting at my computer in my black low-rise briefs. Thinking about Jim and his underwear quickly got me hard and I was stuck with a bulging pouch yet again. I slid off my briefs and picked up Jim's shorts and ran the elastic waistband along the head of my cock, enjoying the textured but silky feel of the synthetic material. I wrapped a leg of the shorts around my cock and slowly began pleasuring myself until I heard my phone go off.

"Hey. You working from home today?" The text from Jim read.

"Yeah, why?" I responded.

"I'm back in town, mind if I come over? Long story. I can be there in 30min" Jim replied.

"Sure, you're welcome anytime." I texted back.

This was an unexpected but very welcome change in my day. My dick was still hard in the fabric of Jim's shorts and I realized I would have to explain just how much cum is soaked into them over the weekend - oh well. I threw my briefs back on and started to clean my place up a little bit to make is presentable. I then picked out a pair of light blue briefs to throw on after I took a shower. I was still pretty horny, but I didn't want to take the time to rub one out since Jim was only a couple minutes away. I got dressed and waited in the living room for Jim to show up.

The doorbell rang five minutes later and when I opened the door I found by buddy still decked out in his camouflage, looking pretty tired from the weekend. We greeted each other with a short hug and Jim followed me into the living room where he collapsed on the couch. He explained to me that a pipe broke in his house over the weekend and they didn't have any water. Since he was so far out in the woods, his wife couldn't get ahold of him so just turned off the water and went to her mom's house - assuming that Jim would fix it when he got home.

"Yeah, I was pretty pissed to come home to no water and a note on the table to fix the pipes. I got nothing this weekend and all I wanted to do was come home, take a shower, and chill out with a six pack. " Jim said, in an exacerbated tone.

"Damn, that sucks." I replied. "You can shower here if you want and I've got some beers in the fridge.. but don't you think 10am is a little early to start drinking." Trying to liven the mood.

"Ha, ha. Yeah, I guess you're right. However, I will take you up on the first part of that." Jim said reaching over to slap me on the back. "But first, I think we've got some business to take care of. I've got to tell you about this underwear!"

"Sure man, go for it! I've been waiting to hear what you thought." I said.

"So those green briefs... eh... they were alright, probably good for just hanging out or whatever; but the orange ones, damn, those were great for hunting. They were nice and tight and made a big difference as I was sitting and crouching in the woods. Here, let me show you!"

Jim stood up and started taking his clothes off. He stripped off a hoodie and thermal shirt to get down to a tight camouflage compression shirt. Next, he pulled off his boots and dropped his canvas pants to reveal some white thermal underwear - the bright orange briefs clearly visible underneath. Finally, the thermal pants came down to fully show Jim in all his glory - somehow, he gets hotter every time I see him.

"So like this, it used to be uncomfortable to get into this position in my boxer-briefs." Jim said as he got down on all fours. "But like these briefs hold my balls nicely and hold onto my butt so they don't bunch up like the boxers." He added while running his hand along his muscular ass and reaching to the bulging pouch holding his balls. I was getting the full show and it was hard not to reach out and take what was only a couple of feet in front of me. Jim switched to a crouching position and I could clearly see he was sporting a semi in my briefs. "And then If I'm couching there's nothing to bunch up on my legs and twist into my junk."

"Sweet man, I'm glad you liked them. I mean... you're pretty much describing why I love briefs. Why didn't you get some briefs or wear your jock to go hunting?" I said.

"You know, to be honest I never really thought about it. I would just get dressed to go hunting and threw on my boxer-briefs. I'm glad you've shown me the light, ha ha." Jim said, standing up and adjusting his slightly engorged member in my briefs. "I will definitely have to make a change for the next time. So, what about you?"

"Oh yeah, your shorts. They were nice, man. After you left on Saturday I kinda just chilled out in them most of the day. I've never tried compression shorts before, but they're pretty similar to some boxer-briefs I've got - I'll let you try a pair sometime. Ummmm... but yeah, obviously I enjoyed them so... I jacked off while wearing them on Saturday afternoon." I said with getting a smile from Jim. "So... and then I jacked off into them Saturday night, Sunday morning, a couple more times on Sunday, and then I was about to shoot another load when you texted me."

"Shit dude, you must have been horned up! I'm glad you had a good time." Jim said moving closer to me and putting his arm around me. "Those green ones you gave me were my cum rag for the weekend when I had a couple minutes away from the other guys - nice for that purpose too. There was something pretty cool about jerking into your briefs out in the woods; dunno, felt extra fun. But anyway, where are my shorts?"

I got up and walked back to my computer desk where the cum soaked shorts were still laying from my planned morning activities. I brought them back to Jim who was still beautifully standing in my living room in my tight briefs and his tight undershirt. I held up the stuff, cum-soaked garment to Jim who reached out, took it from me, and placed them onto his face for a whiff while gently rubbing his package- something I was completely not expecting.

"Nice dude. Yeah, you were definitely busy this weekend." Jim said after taking the shorts away from his face. "Well, you've seen me how about you? What do you have on today?"

I took that as my cue and quickly dropped my jeans to reveal the light blue briefs. They were the same style Jim was wearing and he smiled to see that we were now matching. Jim reached over to help me remove my shirt and then removed his own. He placed his arm around me again and pulled us down onto the couch, putting his leg over mine and pulling me close to him.

"I was thinking all weekend about what happened Saturday morning. You jerking me off in those boxer-briefs was insanely hot... I haven't had an orgasm like that in a while." Jim said while rubbing his now hard cock through his briefs. "It's what I thought about when I blew a load in your briefs this weekend; I had a lot of fun."

"Cool man... I liked it too. I came pretty hard that morning too and I'm glad you were there with me." I replied with a smile. "I also thought about it when I jerked into your shorts this weekend.

I took a chance and reached over to grasp Jim's seven inches through my briefs, playing with his balls and running my finger along the waistband and edge of the pouch. Jim sighed and closed his eyes, tilting his head back to enjoy the attention I was giving him. He moved his hand away from his crotch and onto mine where he mimicked the actions I was performing. I closed my eyes and rested my head on Jim's arm while we explored each other for the next few minutes.

I could feel that the pouches of our briefs were both wet from pre-cum, but Jim was the first one to do anything about it. He moved his hand up to the waistband of my brief and pulled it down below my balls, releasing my hard and leaking cock. He played with my cock and balls and slowly jerked me for a couple of minutes before spitting on his hand and really getting into it. Jim's spit helped to lubricate the hand job he was now giving me in rhythmic and moderately-paced strokes. Jim pushed my hand away from his cock and changed positions for better leverage on the task at hand. While I loved the feel of his cock, I was being well taken-care-of.

"Wow man, I think you're better at this than me. This feels so good." I said to Jim, opening my eyes and meeting his.

"Thanks for the compliment, I have a lot of practice, I guess. Ha ha. Let me know when you're close to shooting." Jim replied while using his free hand to gently massage my neck and feel my chest.

I closed my eyes and laid my head back to enjoy the service being provided. Jim continued to jerk me off, switching hands, using one, using both, and using different finger configurations to keep the pleasure coming and adding some spit every now and then. I reached out with my hands and rubbed any part of Jim that I could find - chest, back, arms, legs, balls, and ass were all explored by me without protest. I held off as long as I could but I was getting close to shooting. I gave Jim the heads up and he quickly shifted position so that his still brief-clad package was rubbing against my own while he continued to jerk me off. I knew exactly what he wanted and it pushed me over the edge shooting load after load onto the synthetic orange material of the briefs Jim was wearing.

I let out a groan and Jim responded with words of encouragement as his powerful frame towered over me. He continued to jerk my cock through the falling action of my orgasm but also started to jerk his own through the briefs. I was still reeling from waves of pleasure but I knew I wanted to help my buddy out. I reached around and grabbed Jim's meaty ass, massaging it and pulling it apart to brush his hole through the silky fabric. I continued that with one hand and reached over for the compression shorts soaked with my cum and offered them up into Jim's face. He buried his face in them and trusted his hips in response to the attention I was paying to his ass. Within moments, I felt ropes of cum hit my stomach as Jim pulled his cock out of the briefs and reached orgasm, letting out several loud grunts in the process.

Jim collapsed on top of me, our skin sticking together from the mixture of our seed. Jim rested his head on my shoulder as I continued to play with his glutes and reach around to tease his balls from behind. We laid together for a few minutes, catching our breath and letting our boners relax from their workout.

"I don't have to say anything, but I will; that was way better than last time." Jim said as he slowly stood up and pulled his briefs back on. "I thought I was doing something for you, but you sure did a number on me. Goddamn!"

"Fuck yeah man, that was incredible." I said. "Wanna get that shower now... together?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Jim replied pulling me off the sofa.

Jim and I headed back to the bathroom and jumped into the shower together. Jim and I played around in the water and gently washed away the cum and sweat from our encounter off of each other. He paid special attention to my balls and ass, saying how much he liked when I played with his. I soaped and massaged Jim's chest, arms, and ass - just three of the amazing parts of his body - while he closed his eyes to enjoy the extra attention. I rested my head on Jim's chest as we put our arms around each other and enjoyed the warm water running over us. We stayed there for a few minutes before turning off the water and helping each other dry off.

I gave Jim a dark blue pair of the tight boxer-briefs I was telling him about and was pleased with how he looked in them. I let Jim go through my underwear drawer to pick something out for me and he picked out a pair of grey cotton briefs that I slid on. We reached out to feel each other's cocks in our new underwear, but were both too tired to do much more than smile and enjoy the mutual appreciation. Jim borrowed socks and a t-shirt so he wouldn't have to put on his dirty hunting clothes again. We walked out to the living room to clean up the clothing and underwear that was strewn about from the fun we had just had.

"Oh, I've got those green briefs in my truck if you want me to get them." Jim said as he picked up the orange briefs still wet from my cum.

"Nah man, you can keep them if you want. Just keep them in your gear bag as your hunting cum rag." I said. "Also, you can hold onto those orange ones too since you liked them so much; consider it a gift. You just got to promise to wear them when you hunt."

"Sure, thanks! I'll definitely get use out of both." Jim exclaimed as he folded the briefs and put them into his pocket. "Oh, and I'm going to take these too." Jim added picking up the white compression shorts and folding them into his other pocket after taking another quick sniff.

I looked at the clock and it was almost noon, so I offered Jim a beer for the road. We each grabbed a drink and hung out in the kitchen talking about TV, work, the news, and the normal stuff we used to talk about - it was nice to know thing weren't weird between us. Jim finished up his beer and decided he better get to work at home so his wife isn't mad at him. I walked him to the door and we hugged each other tightly knowing that things are now different for us, but in a good way. Jim headed out and I went back to my computer to check my email; no new messages. Glad to know I got a handjob on company time.