My first time giving and receiving head goes way back to the 80's when I was nineteen, my best friend Mark whom I'd known since four years of age was my first sexual encounter.
Although I had been stroking my cock for years I'd never been jerked off by anyone else, I was shy around girls and spent most of my spare time playing football.
I'd just turned 19 when Mark threw a party at his place. It was to be a male only party but Richard had turned up with his girlfriend Debbie and her friend Fiona. Debbie had dressed to impress and I was aroused by her outfit. She wore a little red dress that came half way down her black pantyhose covered thighs and a pair of black knee boots with 4 inch heels. She looked hot and I fantasized about stripping that red dress off and placing her hand on my hard cock. I guess the other guys at the party felt the same way? As a consequence I was hot and horny for most of the night.
I was staying at Mark's and wondered if I could get him to jerk me off later?
Just after midnight everyone had drifted off as we had ran out of booze, and I started to plan my seduction of Mark!
We sat down to sip on our last beers and I asked Mark, "Did you see that outfit Debbie was wearing?"
"See it, I could barely take my eyes off it! That lucky bastard Richard will be stripping and screwing her later! Man I could do with jerking off."
"Me too, your old man got any porn we could jerk off to?" I enquired.
Mark went upstairs and returned a few minutes later a smile on his face, he threw me the cover of the video as he loaded it into the recorder.
"Ladies Night, what's this about?" I asked.
"Dunno I haven't seen it before, but I'm sure it's porn."
We sat on the sofa and were soon engrossed in the screen action. The story line was about bored wives who were not getting much sex as their husbands were more interested in football nights.
I glanced across at Mark rubbing his cock through the denim of his jeans and wanted to rub his bulge in the hope that he would do the same for me, but I was afraid of ruining a friendship that had gone back 15 years.
The action on the screen was of a guy playing strip pool with a woman, she was lying on the table rolling the 10 ball with the sole of her black stocking clad foot. My throbbing cock was aching for release. I fumbled with my belt, popped the button and pulled the zipper down, my black precum dampened nylon bikini bounced out into view and I sighed with relief as Mark glanced across at my bulge.
My heart pounding, I decided to go for it and reach across to rub Mark's bulge.
"I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship?" I uttered as my right hand reached across and squeezed Mark's bulge.
The look of horror in his eyes bore straight through me and I anxiously waited for him to swat my hand away. He looked back to the screen as the girl on the pool table was having her red panties removed. I felt his hand fall down by his thigh and continued rubbing his bulge. I now was confused as I was enjoying feeling another cock for the first time. I kept rubbing my own dick wishing Mark would reach across and rub my nylon tented briefs.
My eyes moved back and forth from the screen action to Mark's bulge, I saw him check out my wet bulge every few minutes. After about ten minutes of rubbing denim I decided to loosen his jeans and see his bulging briefs. Here goes then I thought as I moved my hand up to his belt and pulled it open, he made no move as I popped the buttons of his 501's to reveal a hard cock trying to escape the confines of thin orange colored briefs. My fingers rubbed in a circular motion, the wet spot at the top of the bulge smearing down the shaft a little. As I continued rubbing both our dicks I felt my cum start to rise and had to stop or I was going to cream my bikini.
I removed my hand from Mark's cock saying, "I got to go take a piss."
I fastened the button on my jeans and headed to the bathroom. Once inside I stripped off my shirt and jeans, I hooked my thumbs in the sides of my bikini briefs and slid them to the floor. I stuck my cock in the wash hand basin and turned on the cold water faucet. This had the desired effect and the immediate sense of coming was gone. I took a piss and washed my cock in anticipation of Mark getting his hand on it later.
I discarded my socks and trainers before slipping my black bikini back on, it felt damp around the pouch and I pinched the wet spot between my forefinger and thumb rubbing quickly hoping the friction would dry it a little.
I approached the lounge my heart pounding with excitement, I wondered if Mark would have buttoned his jeans back up? If he had I was going to be out on a limb just wearing my briefs. Going through the doorway I could see Mark's jeans were still unfastened and he was gently rubbing his orange bulge. His eyes left the screen as he looked directly at my tented throbbing bikini briefs. I sat down next to him and reached across to run my fingers up his smooth orange covered shaft.
"I got to go take a piss too," Mark said as he got up from the sofa and headed out the door.
I wondered if he didn't want this to go any further and maybe I'd gone too far? Now was the time of truth as Mark returned down the corridor, if his 501's were buttoned up and his belt buckled then I knew I'd made a mistake. My heart beat faster as Mark appeared, his belt was still undone and only the top button of his 501's was fastened, he was still horny! If he sat next to me then that was pretty much the green light.
He sat down 2 feet away where I could reach him easily, I reached over popped his button and ran my fingers down his shaft again just as I had been doing previously. I got his knob between my forefinger and thumb gently massaging the fine cotton slowly up and down. I found a rhythm and started to slowly jerk him off.
The action on the screen now was of two bikini clad male students on a stage dressed only in pastel blue and white thin cotton bikini briefs respectively.
I wanted to get Mark undressed to get better access to his orange briefs and his dick confined within.