I’ve had a few experiences myself. I consider myself curious but have a fiancé and have always been in relationships with women. One of my buddies, let’s call him James has been married three times & has 4 kids. We grew up together. Never so much as saw each other nude until a few months ago. He had just been served divorce papers and asked to crash on my couch. One night while the fiancé was at work we were watching tv and a sex scene came on. It immediately got awkward. James got quiet. Avoided eye contact, and began turning red. I thought about it for a few minutes then decided to ask him if he was ok. He denied that there was a problem but I pressed the issue. I told him I understood because he had been doing without and reassured him that it was perfectly normal to be a little…..stressed. He laughed it off and we resumed watching TV. About 15 more 20 minutes later, after stone cold silence he finally responds and said that he and his wife hadn’t been intimate in the months leading up to separating. He told me that she was so uptight that she wouldn’t even allow him to watch porn and that since he was crashing on my couch he rarely had time to himself. I reassured him that it was completely normal…hormones…. Horniness….. lack of private time. I’m not sure what made me suggest it but I told him while we had the house to ourselves he could use the browser on the tv to pull up some porn and handle business so to speak. I thought that he would wait for me to leave the room but before I could move from the couch he had opened the browser and asked me what I liked to watch. I said “I normally watch college couples”. He laughed and began typing. Before I knew it he had a flick playing and everything was silent between us. After watching over 30 minutes of the porn with just the occasional commentary on the girls ass and pussy I could tell he was about to bust out of the seams. I said ok man I’m about to head to bed. Go ahead and handle your business and delete the browsing history when you’re done. James seemed to sink into the couch as I got up, attempting to draw attention away from my own hard cock I adjusted as I stood up. Suddenly he got talkative, telling me he would just go on to bed, he didn’t want to be the only one jacking off, that it would feel weird knowing that I was in another room but knew he would be “Trying try catch a nut”. I told him we all do it it’s not weird at all and to enjoy himself. He seemed to get sad and cut the tv off. After saying goodnight he lays down on the couch. Almost pouting but obviously trying not to make it a big deal. So I said fuck it. Put another one on and we can rub one out. He was up like a bolt of lightning. Within 5 minutes it was obvious that we were both ready to jerk but James seemed as if he was reconsidering what he had decided just minutes before. I took a leap of faith and said god man I’ve got to get these shorts off. I’m so hard my dick is hurting. I kept watching the porn playing on the tv, as the actors swapped from Bj to missionary I unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped. I could see that James was doing the same off to my side. We both sat in silence for several minutes, pants undone with our hands rubbing our own cocks under the cover of our boxers. As the scene changed from missionary to prone I began telling him that’s my favorite position with my fiancé. He started asking questions about my body count, favorite fuck etc. meanwhile I see that he has pulled his raging hard on out of the slit of his boxers. I caught myself staring. I had never thought about James in this sense before and when we first started watching porn I could tell he was packing as his dick grew down the leg of his pants but it was hard to estimate exactly how big he was. Easily 8” in length and 6.5 in girth it was so big it didn’t seem to fit his 5’6” frame. As I pulled my own cock out he looked over and complimented me, saying he never thought I would have had as fat a dick as I do. Not knowing how to respond I just replied you’re not to bad yourself and laughed. Several minutes passed and I got the nerve to ask if he wanted to give each other a hand. He looked shocked and I thought I had not read the situation correctly. After a few seconds he asked if that was “gay”? I told him I didn’t think so, it’s just a helping hand. It’s not like we’re attracted to each other etc etc. the standard bs we all said as teenagers to make each other feel better about wanting to cum and wanting someone else to make it happen! James doesn’t say a word but slid over 2 feet closer to me on the couch. Before I knew it we had each others cocks in our hands, never looking away from the porn playing on the TV. Just as this started, the porn ended. James grabbed the remote with his free hand and suggested we watch a MMF scene. I laughed and said why not we’re already in the middle of a Bi scene. I could tell that James has been in this position before. Call it intuition. I began asking him if he had ever done this before and he began telling me about his high school bate bud and how they used to sneak around at games and school functions. I guess it was a turn on to reminisce for him because suddenly the thickest pearl white cum shot a thick rope about 6” in the air, landing on my hand then oozed 5 more pulses of cum onto my hand. He apologized for not warning me then resumed stroking me. To be honest I was so turned on that I came the most I ever have within a minute. I’m a shooter. Always have been. Occasionally I can shoot over my shoulder/head. I should have warned him but the feeling of his calloused hand stroking me had me in pure bliss. 8 thick shots erupted from my mushroom head and landed on his shirt. From his shoulders to his now limp cock. I thought he would be mad but he just laughed it off and began cleaning up the mess we made. We agreed to never speak of it again and that if we ever had another chance we would help each other out!