(Part 3) "Well what else am I supposed to do with this?" He ..
🕑 Added 2021-07-31 01:58:19 +0000 UTC
(Part 3) "Well what else am I supposed to do with this?" He said. He and I had talked previously about how usually the only way to get rid of a hardon was to jerk off.
I answered by stroking my cock with a tighter grip so the foreskin rolled up and down over my head. I looked back over towards Calvin and tried to think of how much I could get away watching him while we did this. Didn’t need to worry about it because he was watching my dick again.
"Wow!" He was watching The skin move over my dick and another pearl of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his. He swirled it around and was picking up the pace of his stroking.
I don’t know how long we were at it but I remember near the end when his hand gripped his thigh and his balls were drawn up so tight to his body with his arm moving so fast and a blur as he stroked.
I felt like I had been at 99% for a while but as I looked at him I realized he was looking intently at my dick.
Suddenly his first spurt of jizz was arching through the air. The sound was of a tremendous glob of it hitting the wrestling mat over his shoulder -- a wet and thick splat followed by a sharp gasp of breath from him as the next spurt hit him in the face on the side of his cheek.
I was cumming instantaneously. Streams and spurts of cum followed by blasts of droplets. Looking at Calvin and hearing those sounds skyrocketed me into one of the hardest orgasms I remember.
I can’t remember making any noise or not but as the cum rained back down on me I heard Calvin exclaim again "Whoa!!"
For me it was like an out of body experience. My face was numb and my whole body was feeling incredibly hot from the inside but also from the heat of the room we were in. It was dead silent except for the liquid sounds of our loads and the rush of our breath.
I lay there for a moment until the tunnel vision lifts and you realize what’s going on. Quickly Calvin and I retrieved our shirts to clean up the mess on the mats. And then ourselves.
Calvin was standing there in front of me and only his sweat soaked trunks on with a semi still bulging in the front. He wadded up his cum soaked & sweaty shirt and dropped it on the ground before hooking his thumbs in the waistband of those trunks and stripping them down as well. He was standing turned slightly away from me so I had the perfect vantage to get another peek at the curve of his ass. I hadn’t gotten a chance to see this nearly at all while we were laying on the ground jerking off next to each other. Incredible! I still can’t believe that just happened!
I felt like now he and I had shared everything. Maybe he felt the same way. We never really talked about it. I wasn’t worried that this would get out to anyone. It felt like it progressed so naturally. I didn’t know it at the time but this would be our only experience even close to this. I think of it as a once in a lifetime set of circumstances which were the only combination that would result in this happening.
We left the mat room that late afternoon by walking down the narrow steps and out to my old beat up truck. It was a hand me down with a very small cab so on the ride home I had a shirtless & free-balling Calvin just a few inches off my shoulder. While we were cruising I thought about everything we had just done and replayed it in my mind.
