WE BOTH WANTED IT (A true tale of 2married men) By Magari The sexual tension was incredible! My best friend and I (50ish) were lounging on his deck at 2 AM over Labor Day weekend two years ago. Our wives asleep a few rooms away in the lake cottage. Four feet separated us, several gin and tonics in our bellies and we had just discussed our wive’s increasing lack of desire for sex and how we seemed to be getting hornier with age. We revealed what we each did with our wives in bed and what they enjoyed or didn’t enjoy. He started to tell me about his porno collection and what particular situations he enjoyed. (This was way more information than we had ever shared before!) He loves videos of cum shots landing on a woman’s face and had compiled a CD of web vids that he promised to show me the next time we met. That future scene unfolded in my mind, as I imagined us looking at his vids side by side with hardons. I wondered what his cock was like, and if we would jack off together. In fact, I was developing a pretty swollen lump in my shorts as we were talking and could imagine he was hard as well. I wanted to see and feel his hard cock and balls. We kept our voices low, so as not to be heard by our families, hopefully asleep inside the house. He told about visiting porn shops and buyinga butt plug (clue no 1) and cock rings, and vibrators to masturbate with. I relayed some of my experiments with toys, but didn’t mention that I have been fascinated with cock all my life. I had such a strong urge to move over to him and engage himin some form of intimacy, but had no idea how to break the ice or what todo. I really wanted to see his hard cock, but also worried that I had misinterpreted his signals, and he would be repulsed. It was also not an optimal place to engage in man to man intimacy. There were holiday revelers nearby around a camp fire. Skip ahead..two months later, we hosted their family for aweekend and as usual, our wives retired before we did, leaving us alone to“solve world problems”. I logged onto the computer and he produced his CD. He had creatively panned and zoomed around still pictures of women taking cumshots on their faces as well as cream pie shots of cum oozing out of pussies and asses. I was hard as a rock, sitting there enjoying the porn, and I stole glances of him adjusting his bulge. I was quaking with nervousness. I opened up my hidden files to share my expansive porn favorites. Half were beautiful art shots of women and close-ups of body parts. There were many shots of turgid members entering and distending pussies, and many of women worshiping really fantastic erections. I then opened another file that had over two hundred cock shots, leery of his reaction to my obvious fascination with dick. I had carefully chosen my pictures, only uploading the best looking members. I was laying my cards on the table, and he seemed sincerely entranced by the quantity and quality of pictures. “Thaaats a nice one!!” he would say often. (Clue no 2) We were so sexed up, but still couldn’t bring ourselves to pull out our cocks and jack off. (We laugh about it now!) Skip to New Years Eve, at their house in his basement TV room. One AM, wives are two floors up,asleep, and we were fairly plastered. He digs in his shop for a hidden porn DVD and we sprawl side by side on the couch to watch a porn king plunging his massive cock into a big-breasted blond. After a few minutes I’m hard and showing, and we exchange looks at each other’s distended crotches, obviously concealing raging hardons. I was more nervous than I remember ever being in my life,but so turned on and excited about finally doing something forbidden with another man. I cupped my crotch with both hands and started squeezing and rubbing. I was obviously drawing his attention to my hard cock. He began to rub his cock through his jeans aswell, looked me in the eye and said softly, “Show me your cock!” “If you show me yours…..” I blurted. So we both unzipped,our eyes wide with anticipation. Time passed as if in slow motion. I managed to bend and snake my stiff seven inch cock and tightly drawn-up ball sack out through my fly. “MY GOD! That’s abeautiful cock”, he said, as he reached over and wrapped his hand around it. “Fuck”, I said, barely whispering. He began massaging my turgid member with one hand and pulling his own cock out with the other. I glanced over to see his six+ incher. His cock head was huge and sprawled out over his jeans was a smooth-shaven nut sac with huge balls and folds of skin, so unlike my own tight package. I have always envied and admired low hangers, and before my eyes was a great specimen. I mumbled something about his whole package and reached over to maul his smooth, loose gonads. My hand moved to his shaft and I squeezed and marveled at his huge swollen cock head, amazed to see and feel another man’s erection for the first time. I could hardly speak. My heart was beating way fast, as he whispered, “Suck it! I want you to suck my cock!” I flew to the floor in front of him as he took off his jeans. He wasn’t wearing underwear, and his rigid cock stood straight out and his scrotum swung side to side as he extricated his feet from his pants. Easing back on the couch he spread his legs and I massaged his balls, stroked his precum-smeared cock and ran my middle finger down around and slightly into his man hole. I took a deep breath and took his cock head into my mouth, tasting his precum, amazed that I was actually sucking a cock. I imagined how I would want my cock sucked and spent a lot of time on his fat head, taking more of his shaft now and again. My finger found his prostate and I prodded, making him lurch, moan, and grab my head with both hands. He guided my head gently up and down his veiny length, setting off my gag reflex, but backing off before it became uncomfortable. I could feel him building to orgasm and accelerated my efforts. He threw his head back, thrust his hips and I felt and tasted jet after jet of cum fill my mouth. “I’m officially a cocksucker.” I thought, as I let his softening dick slide from my mouth, swallowing his salty load. After a short rest, he insisted on returning the favor and did me with as much enthusiasm as I had done him. We continue to service each other about 4 times a year, when possible, and have experimented anally. We don’t kiss or cuddle, and we’re both happier with our wives, as we’renot constantly disappointed that we’re not getting enough sex. We both feel a more complete man2man bond without desiring to “come out” and tear up our lives. I guess that’s the definition of “friends with benefits” Thanks for listening.
hi, nice to see you both got there in the end. Can't wait till i do ;-)
I bet the time between meetings was awful at first. How much of the excitement was because of the proximity of the spouses....in other words...getting caught?
We would have heard them coming when we eventually got down and dirty.
..... very hot!
Nice experiences!
Very erotic. I could really visualize the two of you together and I was hard not just when I read about your experience, but for a long time afterwards. Very nice.
` If only we could all find such a great friend. `
Did the wives ever join in?
I enjoy reading sex stories very much-your was wonderful-made me cum---thanks for posting-
