I remember so vividly how wonderful it was to have my friend Steve over and masturbating together. But, I can say it was a total turn on for me the first time I saw someone other than Steve Jack their cock.

One weekend Steve asked his parents if I could stay overnight at his house since they were going out of town. They said OK as long as we didn't give his older brother Chris any problems, since Chris was the one in charge when they were gone. We planned a fun time, pizza, candy, and of course monster movies. We surely would try to sneak a chance to blow a load together, but with his brother home it may be hard.
My parents dropped me off at Steve's house around 5 PM Saturday. Steve and Chris were in the living room watching TV. Shortly after arriving Chris said OK guys what do you want on your pizza? We all agreed mushrooms and pepperoni. Chris left to pick up the pizza. As soon as he was out the door Steve and I made a mad dash for Chris's room, after all that was the only place in Steve's house that there were skin magazines. Chris had a few Hustler magazines and boy we liked those, full spread cunt in every picture, or should I say a gynecologic view. We started pounding our puds and we were going fast and furious, before I knew it Steve was shooting his wad in his hand. I was working feverishly to blow my load and dammit, it wasn't cumming. I guess the nerves of thinking Chris could come home any minute. It didn't help that Steve kept saying "Hurry Up!". Finally I gave up, damn I needed to cum so bad. Thank God I gave up though a couple minutes later Chris came through the front door with the pizza. We sat there watched creature feature and ate the pizza. All I could think about is cumming, Steve was all fine and dandy since he blew his load! Dammit, now what? After creature feature was over Chris told us we better get in bed. We went and got in bed and closed the door. Steve was asleep in no time and I wanted to cum. Steve had Bahama beds and if you know what they are two small beds that are attached by a end table. If one bed moves the other one does too. So I was afraid if I jacked my cock it would wake him up. Steve's parent's house was the typical old Florida home. All the bedrooms wrapped around a large room called the Florida room. The Florida room was like a porch, some were enclosed in air conditioning, and some screened in like a large patio. Also each bedroom had a double sliding glass door that led out to the Florida room. As I laid there horney as hell, my cock was throbbing telling me it wanted to shoot it's wad so bad. I figured I could sneak out the sliding door and just jackoff in the Florida room, that by the way was a screened in room like a huge patio. I knew I would have to be very quiet since the last thing I wanted was Steve's brother Chris to catch me with my pud in my hand, I would die. I slowly opened the sliding glass door and wouldn't you know you could tell by the sound of it opening it hadn't ever been oiled. Squeak, squeak, damn. Once outside I closed the door but not all the way so I had easy access back in. It was almost completely dark but I could see a flickering light coming from Chris's room across the Florida room. I figured he must have fallen asleep with the tv on. Just to make sure I wasn't gonna get a surprise visit in the Florida room from Chris, I figured I would peer into his glass door and make sure he was asleep. I carefully walked over to Chris's room. The vertical blinds over the sliding glass door to his room were half open. As I got closer I could see the TV and I was astounded. There was a nude woman with huge tits laying on a bed and a man with a horse like cock ramming it to her. Oh my god!!! It's porn, and I had never seen porn. I got closer and looked through the glass to the left where Chris's bed was. And there he was.... In a T-shirt, no pants, sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking his slender cock, fuck yeah he was jerking his fucking cock off. His cock was long thin and had a very big mushroom head. Almost as if it would catch your hand from sliding off your shaft when stroking. His balls were also large and hung off the side of the bed. With every stroke of his man muscle his balls swang pendulously Dammit I wanted to pleasure myself so bad, I needed to spill my seed so badly. I was so fucking horney seeing him doing himself, making sweet beautiful love to himself. It truly was a beautiful sight. I couldn't stand it any longer, I pulled my shorts and underwear down to my ankles and started to slowly run my hand between my balls and my thighs. As my cock stood straight out in front of me. Chris was squeezing his ball sack as he rubbed his hand up and down his shaft. Fuck I was absolutely in heaven. I could care less about the porn, I wanted to see Chris love himself. With ever stroke of Chris's cock, you could see his body tense, his legs tighten. My hand started to goto town on my blood engorged cock. My balls tight to my body and my cock fast and fierce in my hand. All of a sudden Chris got off the bed I quickly stepped back, so I wouldn't be seen, he walked over to his dresser and pulled out one of the Hustler mags we looked at earlier he skimmed the pages opened it to a page and set in down on the floor, he knelt down in front of it, what is he doing I thought to my self. He started to stroke his cock so hard now, his hanging balls swinging in and out from between his legs slapping his inner thigh every few strokes, harder and harder he was Jacking, and I too was giving my erection a true pounding. I didn't know how much more I could take, I was feeling like I was gonna blow. I figured Chris was also the way he was shaking I moved a little closer to the glass to see what was on the page he had the magazine opened to. And I could see it was a two page centerfold of an extreme close-up of a wide open pussy, way bigger than life. So that was it he was looking at that wet cunt as he stroked his cock for everything it's worth. It seemed like a ritual with him kneeling before the alter ready to give cum offerings to the cunt God. I wanted to shoot so bad so I slowed my pace a little with anticipation of what he was gonna do. He stroked harder and harder and all of a sudden she stopped and his body shuttered and a huge rope like stream shot out of his engorged cock all over the center of the centerfold cunt. With one more stroke he shot again. I was gonna explode any second. As he shot another string of cum all over the magazine. It was as if he was painting a masterpiece in cum with the cunt being the canvas. Each spray of cum was another brush stroke. I could feel the cum coursing out of my balls and up my cock shaft as I squeezed my cock so hard to not let the cum flow. My body tensed up all over as I watched him shoot another stream, how much fucking cum does he have? Couldn't hold it any longer I loosened the death grip I had on my shaft and the warm sticky cum started to pulse out in spray gobs onto the glass door, I couldn't do a thing to stop it, with every pump another stream hit the glass. I was feeling better and cumming more than I ever had. Wow! It was amazing and will never forget it. When Chris was done he took the magazine closed it and put in in the waste basket in his bathroom. The next morning early before Steve woke up I went into the Florida room and cleaned all my cum off Chris's glass door. And when Chris left to take his morning jog he emptied his waste basket in the trash by the garage. When Steve was in the shower I went out to the trash can and retreived the magazine opened it to the still wet cum drenched pages. I took those pages home and let them dry and for many years would pull them out and smell the sweet dried cum and relive that awesome experience. 35 years later and I still have those pages. They don't have the sweet smell of dried cam anymore. But I can't part with them