(This is an actual sequel to the fictional story off a 'Hot Summer Night' which is another story I posted a few weeks ago. Like 'Hot Summer Night' it's totally based on fiction. My friend and I in these stories actually have had several sexual experiences with each other when we were young but was only limited to what we call in today's vernacular 'Bro Jobs'. Truth is, we have not seen each other since we were in our late 20's and we're both now in our early 40's. For the gay and bi- curious community I thought I would do what I could to tweak your imaginations).
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It's been a good ten years since we've seen each other. We were childhood best friends and must have somehow lost touch for whatever reason. I was quite surprised when I ran into him at a gas station 30 miles away from where I live. We exchanged phone numbers and planned on a night when the two of us can hang out and catch up.
About a week later he called me out of the clear blue and was wondering what I had planned for the weekend. The timing probably couldn't have been better since my girlfriend was going out of town to visit her mother down south and his wife was away on business for two weeks. I told him that we could start at my place, have a couple drinks and then head out on the town that Friday night.
Friday came and he actually called me earlier that morning and we planned a get together for around a 4pm earlier start. I suppose both of us were kind of bored with our ladies not being around and everything. Besides we had a lot of catching up to do. We were childhood best friends and as life went on we just sort of fell out and away from each other.
When Friday came he showed up on time with a case of beer. It was hot outside. It was the dog days of Summer but my living room in my third floor apartment was sufficiently enough cooled by my brand new air conditioner I put in.
We sat down on the couch and cracked open a cold one and had a few others close by for backup. The rest of the beer went into the fridge and I pulled out some whiskey to do some celebratory shots. Some things never changed between the two of us. We know how to drink. Putting down the equivalent of a six pack and about 5 shots of Whiskey in a matter of an hour, we were feeling pretty damn good. Laughing and joking about the things we got ourselves into when we were younger and all the stupid choices we made with the women in our lives prior to now.
I then began to show him my smart TV and a special program I had where I can get any movie or TV program I wanted at no cost with an internet connection. He was pretty fascinated by this and then he began to inquire about porn channels.
"Mike, does this thing have porn on it?" he asked me as I sat there flipping through the features.
"Anything I want Tom. It's all here" I told him.
"Put on some porn dude, the ladies are gone so nobody has to know" he told me.
"Sure why not?" I said back.
I put on a flick where it was a 'MILF fucks her stepson' theme and things suddenly grew quiet.
As we sat back watching and putting down another cold one I couldn't help but notice the bulge in his shorts as I was trying to not make it obvious that I too had a tall stiffy going on. This kind of thing in no way should make us feel uncomfortable or weird around each other, when we were in our late teens we 'Experimented' sexually with each other for a short period of time.
"Dude, I'm hard as a rock" he told me looking over at my bulge.
"How can you not be!" I said back to him.
"Hey, remember when we were younger? Well I hope you don't feel uncomfortable with it but I think I'm going to take off my shorts and stroke it a bit" He said cutting right to the chase.
"How can I forget, yeah go ahead it don't bother me, I think I'll join you" I said back as I lowered my shorts to reveal my thick sweaty hard on.
The two of us were now naked from the waist down and touching ourselves. We gently stroked our shafts with one finger, sliding up and down as we continued to watch this hot MILF plow this lucky younger guy.
As we sat there next to each other stroking our cocks he looked over at me and I could almost predict what he was going to say before he even said it.
"Mike, want to jerk each other off? I do you, you do me?" he asked.
"Um, sure I guess, why not?" I replied as I watched his hand creep slowly towards my cock.
It's been probably at least 20 years since we've fooled around with each other. Always doing it just for the sake of doing it and not because the two of us ever had any sort of romantic thing between us.
His sweaty hand moved slowly up and down my cock with a twisting type motion. I reached over and began to stroke his. His sweaty cock felt very different. The only other cock I've ever touched in my entire life was his. It seemed a bit thicker since the last time I touched it and about an inch longer.
"Damn Mike, you cock got really big! Your girl must be happy" he said to me as he continued to jerk me off.
"Yours too man! I guess a lot can happen over the course of 20 years" I said.
We continued to stroke each other as we continued to watch the porn flick. We both started letting out soft moans and grunts. Was this going to lead to more of what we did years ago? I mean he's been married for a while now and I've been with my girl for quite some time. Are we willing to revisit the past in full?
"Hey dude, want to take it to your bedroom? I think we should finish each other off in other ways if you know what I mean, our cocks are getting pretty dry just sitting here touching each other". He said to me.
"Uh, sure" I said with a bit of hesitation in my voice.
"Don't worry, nobody has to know, it's not some gay thing, you of all people should know, it's not like we've never done this kind of thing with each other" he said to assure me. "If anything, let's do it for old times sake, I mean c'mon we're both horny as fuck'.
I didn't argue with him and thought that one last time between us would be no big deal.
We then walked to my bedroom and laid side by side on my queen bed. He reached over to me then moved to kneel between my legs. I let him stroke my cock for a short while before I watched him take it entirely in his mouth.
"Oh man! Wow I can't believe we're doing this again, after all these years" I said to him as I saw him smile at me while he worked my shaft with his tongue. He was getting my cock very wet with his spit. It was feeling really good.
"Wow, you haven't cum yet" he said to me remembering when I would explode almost immediately when he used to suck me off when we were younger.
"I've had a little bit of practice" I said jokingly back to him. Unlike last time, I let him work it hard. Really hard. There were times I felt like I was going to explode in his mouth but I've learned such good control I was able to hold back.
About 5 minutes of blowing me he stopped. My cock was wet and succulent. His was sweaty and throbbing. He then took the shaft of his cock and placed it on top of mine and began to thrust back and forth. We were cock fucking each other! The feeling was pretty intense.
I then sat up and had him lay on his back so I could position myself between his spread legs. I then wasted no time and engulfed his 7 inch throbbing thick, sweaty cock. It felt weird putting his cock in my mouth after all these years, especially since I originally thought that we would never do this kind of thing again. I felt it throb inside my mouth. A few times I thought he was going to explode but he managed to hold on.
I continued to suck him as I allowed my left hand slide up and down his rock hard cock, I made extra sure to apply more of my saliva to make sure he was going to get a really good blow job. I sucked and stroked him over and over again.
