After my ex-wife told me our marriage was over and I needed to find a new place to live, I decided it would me easier to find somebody looking for a roommate than to find my own apartment. I was lucky, the first place I looked at was great and my share of the rent was really reasonable.
Joey, the guy who I would be sharing the place with, was about my age and seemed like a regular sort of guy. We hit it off well, although we didn't see each other much because of our work schedules.
I had been living there for about three weeks when, late one night, I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep. I figured that I'd go to the kitchen and get something to eat. On my way to the refrigerator, I passed the den, and noticed Joey sitting at the computer, which was up against the wall. At the angle Joey was sitting, he had his back slightly toward me, but I could see that he had his bathrobe open and was stroking his erect penis.
I had never seen another man masturbating before and I stood in the doorway intrigued, watching him as he would alternately rub his cockhead and then slide his hand up and down his hard shaft. His stiff hard-on looked to be maybe six and a half, or seven inches long, about the same size as mine.
The sight in front of my eyes excited me and I could feel my own penis beginning to grow. I slipped my hand into my boxer shorts, which was all I was wearing, and began gently rubbing my cock. It was a strange sensation to play with myself while I was watching another man jerk off, but it felt good. It occurred to me that he might look over and see me watching him, but then I realized that he was so intent on the computer screen that I wouldn't have anything to worry about until he shot his load.
I couldn't see what he was looking at, but it must have been good the way he was moaning. Joey shrugged off the robe with his free hand and then he poured what looked like baby oil on his beautiful erection. By now my own penis was hard as a rock in my hand and I decided to quietly walk into the room behind him and take a look at what he was beating his meat to.