This is a fictional story inspired by themes that turn me on. Let me know what you think of it 
All characters are 18+
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Part 1
On the summer after I turned 18, my best friend Kyle invited me to spend the school break at his family's beach house. His family had a tradition of spending the summer at the beach, but that was the first time they could invite guests as they'd just bought a bigger house that had a guest room. Kyle and I had been friends since we were kids, and both of us were happy to enjoy the summer break together for the first time.
In addition to the master suite that Kyle's parents used, the house had two extra bedrooms with capacity for two people each, so Kyle and I were hoping we could share a room during the vacation. His mom was quick to ruin our plan, though. The house was at full capacity with Kyle's sister Kara and their cousin Jake also joining us. To avoid Kara having to sleep in the same room as Jake, Kyle's mom then had the siblings share the twin room and put me in the guest suite with Jake.
“There's only one bed but it's a queen size, so there'll be plenty of space for both of you,” Kyle's mom said as she led the way into the guest room, Jake and I following suit. “You guys will be fine, right?”
“Uh, yeah, sure,” I nodded, shyly.
“No problem for me,” Jake said, glancing at me with a kind smile. “I used to go camping with the boys, three or four of us sharing the same tent. This is luxury for me, Aunt Ann.”
“Alright then, I'll let you guys get settled. Enjoy the stay,” Ann said with a smile as she left, closing the door behind her.
Jake and I then took our clothes from our bags and put them in the room’s small closet. It was a long drive there, Jake and I were tired.
“I could use a shower,” Jake said. “Do you wanna use the bathroom now?”
“No, you can go. I’ll go after you,” I replied.
“Cool,” Jake said, already removing his shirt.
Very nonchalantly, he stripped naked in front of me and then headed to the shower, leaving the bathroom door open.
At 20, Jake was only two years older than me, but the way he looked and acted showed how much difference two years makes when you’re that young. While my body was slim and lacked definition, he looked lean and had well-developed muscles. The light coat of hair over his chest also caught my attention because of how it contrasted with my own upper body, which was hairless except for my armpits and a slim “treasure trail” descending from my navel to meet my pubes. What made my eyes widen, though, was below his waist (as it probably would do to any 18-year-old guy in my position). Kyle had a beautiful dick that dangled heavily in front of a sizeable pair of low-hanging balls. It sure looked bigger and thicker than my softie, and I knew I was not on the smaller side in that department. My softie hung at around 4”, while his seemed to be between 4.5” and 5”.
When Jake finished his shower, he entered the room coming from the bathroom as naked as he had left. His softie, plumped up by the warm water, seemed to hang even lower now.
The realization that he looked bigger and better than me in any department (at least in my opinion) made me dread the idea of getting naked in front of him. But with both of us sharing the room for the duration of the trip I figured that would be inevitable, so I had better just rip the band-aid off as quickly as possible.
“I guess I’ll… go to shower now, then,” I mumbled as I reluctantly took my shirt off.
“Yeah go ahead, man. The bathroom is all yours,” Jake said as he dried his hair, still bare naked.
I took a deep breath and pulled down my shorts and underwear in one single motion, thinking “It’s now or never”. I picked my clothes from the floor to put them away, then turned to face Jake, inadvertently catching him checking me out. It shouldn’t, since every guy does it, but it caught me by surprise that he would check me out the same way I did to him minutes before. He acted casually about it.
“Nice dick, man,” he said, nodding.
“Uh… thanks,” I managed to spit out, already feeling the blood rushing to my face. “Yours looks nice too.”
I saw him chuckle at my embarrassment before quickly turning away and walking to the bathroom.
Despite the initial embarrassment, I got very flattered with Jake's compliment. In a weird way, that validation coming from a guy whose physical attributes I admired meant a lot to me. It also helped me not to be insecure about my looks: even though the sight of his body during the trip was a constant reminder of our physical differences, that never made me feel self-conscious around him.
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A couple of days into our vacation, we didn’t go to the beach because it was raining. Kyle and his family went shopping, leaving the house for Jake and myself. We couldn’t go outside, so we spent the afternoon hanging out indoors. I watched some TV in the living room then got bored and went to the guest room to see what Jake was up to. I found him lying on the bed in his underwear, looking at something on his phone. He didn’t see me
there, so I took some time to admire the view. He had one hand behind his head, the little tuft of dark hair on his armpit in full display. I allowed my gaze to lazily wander down his torso, recording every inch of his lightly hairy chest, his small dark nipples, his lean abs covered in fur… then my gaze parked at the protruding pouch of his tighty whities. His generous package always produced a beautiful bulge in his underwear, I loved the look of it. I then checked out his hairy thick thighs, his beautiful legs and feet, and then announced myself into the bedroom as if I had just arrived there.
“Hey,” I said as I laid down beside him and got my e-reader from the nightstand.
“Hey man,” he said acknowledging me, then turned his attention back to his phone as I started reading.
A few minutes later when I finished a chapter, I glanced down at Jake’s crotch and noticed the bulge on his briefs had become bigger. At that point in the vacation, I’d seen him in underwear enough times to know how well his soft dick filled them. That time the bulge was bigger than usual, I was sure he had a semi. That view was way more interesting than my book, so I kept my gaze on his crotch and watched as it grew even bigger. It didn’t take long until the helmet shape of his big glans was visible through the thin worn-out fabric, straining insistently against it. I kept staring entranced by it until his voice pulled me out of it.
“Are you planning on going camping?” He asked, casually.
I looked at him, confused. “No, why?”
“Well, you seem quite interested in my tent,” he said, chuckling as his left hand gripped his hardon over his underwear.
“Fuck off,” I said, laughing and feeling my face flush.
“I’m so horny today, man,” he said. “I need to cum so bad, I haven’t done it since we arrived.”
Then he casually pulled his underwear down, allowing his boner to spring out and smack heavily against his body.
“Jeez, dude. Put that thing away,” I said, pretending to be disgusted when I was quite actually turned on by it.
“Oh come on. You’ve got one of these too, you know what it’s like,” he said, already slowly moving his hand up and down his shaft. “I bet you could use a good wank too.”
I stayed silent for a while, in awe of how casually he touched himself right there in front of me. No shame, no embarrassment at all.
“Well, I’m not as… upfront about it as you,” I said. “But I haven’t… jerked off in a while too.”
“Then you must be just as horny as I am,” he said. “Feel free to pull it out and join me. Better do it now before everybody comes back.”
I thought for a moment, watching as his fist moved up and down his big thick shaft.
“Fuck it,” I said, pulling my dick out. It was already rock-hard.
“That’s what I’m talking about!” Jake said, watching as I started to stroke.
We kept quiet for a while, just jerking off and checking each other out.
“Damn, your cock is so big!” I finally said, sounding more excited than I expected.
“Yep, it is,” Jake replied, cockily. “Yours is not bad either.”
I looked down at my 6” x 5.5” hardon. “I’m nowhere near your size man.”
“True, but you’ve got a nice one anyway. It’s not only about the size,” Jake said.
“Thanks, man. How big is yours?” I asked.
“A bit over seven and a half,” Jake said, proudly.
“Damn, mine is only six inches,” I said.
“Yeah, but yours is thick, probably as thick as mine,” Jake said. “Here, let’s see.”
With that, he grabbed my cock with his hand. I almost screamed out of surprise. With his thumb and index finger, he made a ring around my boner to gauge my girth, then he did the same on his own cock.
“See? Almost the same girth,” he said. “Fat cock gang!”
“At least in that department, we’re in the same league,” I joked, my heart still racing after he touched my dick.
“Yeah man, holding yours felt about the same as mine. Here, check it out,” he said, taking my hand and putting it on his dick.
I instinctively closed my fist around his shaft. The warmth of it sent a jolt of electricity through my body. I could feel my own dick pulse.
“F-feels t-thicker than mine,” I stuttered, my voice breaking with desire.
“Yeah maybe a little bit, but I'm telling you: yours is pretty thick already,” he said reassuringly.
I reluctantly opened my hand when he interrupted me.
“Don’t let go, your hand feels good on my cock,” he said softly as he once again reached out for my hardon. “I’ll do yours and you do mine.”
I made an effort not to cum right there and then.
I kept slowly stroking his big boner, not sure whether to focus on it or on the sensations his hand was causing me.
“Damn, you're good at this,” he said, gently squeezing my dick as if to catch my attention.
“I train a lot,” I replied with a smile. “Your hand seems quite experienced in the subject too.”
“I guess we’re both jerk-off experts, then,” he concluded.
Our chatter was replaced by heavy breathing and moaning as we inched closer to climax. I was the first to approach the point of no return.
“Oh fuck, don't stop, I'm gonna, I'm gonna…” I announced, my hand gripping his cock tightly.
He increased the pace of his stroking and milked a fat load out of my cock. By the time I was done cumming I had sperm sprinkled all over my upper body.
Still panting, I noticed my hand was still wrapped around his cock.
“Looks like you needed this more than I did,” Jake said playfully. “Care to finish me off now?”
With that he let go of my cock, wiping my cum off it, then put both hands behind his head as if offering his body to me.
I kneeled on the bed beside him and went to work on his cock. With one hand fondling his balls and the other stroking his cock, I watched his abs contracting and his chest going up and down with his heavy breathing. Seeing him so turned on and responding to my stimulation on his body made me horny too. Despite having just reached orgasm, I could feel my cock start to get aroused again.
Jake didn't take long to approach orgasm. Begging me not to stop, he pushed out a massive load all over his body. The powerful jets reached all the way to his neck, covering his chest and abs with his thick, abundant cum. By the time he was done panting, both of us had satisfied smiles on our faces. We then went to the shower to clean up the mess.
“Fuck, that was great,” Jake said as he soaped up.
“Yeah man I really needed that release,” I agreed.
“Well you released A LOT,” he teased me. “I thought you would never stop cumming.”
“Look who's talking,” I fired back. “You let out a huge load too.”
“There's more where that came from,” he stated with a wink. “Tomorrow you can extract another load from me.”
“You wanna do it again tomorrow?” I asked, sounding more hopeful than I expected.
“Well, I need to jerk off at least once a day. I'm sure you do too…” he said.
“Sometimes more than once,” I said with a mischievous smile.
“You’re a horny fucker just like
me. It's only natural that we give each other a helping hand to take care of our urges.”
—
Later that night when we were going to bed, Jake said to me: “Remember when I said I'd have another load to let out tomorrow?”
I smiled. “Yeah…”
“Well, I think it's ready now,” he said with a grin. “Dou you wanna….”
I replied by removing my underwear.
All characters are 18+
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Part 1
On the summer after I turned 18, my best friend Kyle invited me to spend the school break at his family's beach house. His family had a tradition of spending the summer at the beach, but that was the first time they could invite guests as they'd just bought a bigger house that had a guest room. Kyle and I had been friends since we were kids, and both of us were happy to enjoy the summer break together for the first time.
In addition to the master suite that Kyle's parents used, the house had two extra bedrooms with capacity for two people each, so Kyle and I were hoping we could share a room during the vacation. His mom was quick to ruin our plan, though. The house was at full capacity with Kyle's sister Kara and their cousin Jake also joining us. To avoid Kara having to sleep in the same room as Jake, Kyle's mom then had the siblings share the twin room and put me in the guest suite with Jake.
“There's only one bed but it's a queen size, so there'll be plenty of space for both of you,” Kyle's mom said as she led the way into the guest room, Jake and I following suit. “You guys will be fine, right?”
“Uh, yeah, sure,” I nodded, shyly.
“No problem for me,” Jake said, glancing at me with a kind smile. “I used to go camping with the boys, three or four of us sharing the same tent. This is luxury for me, Aunt Ann.”
“Alright then, I'll let you guys get settled. Enjoy the stay,” Ann said with a smile as she left, closing the door behind her.
Jake and I then took our clothes from our bags and put them in the room’s small closet. It was a long drive there, Jake and I were tired.
“I could use a shower,” Jake said. “Do you wanna use the bathroom now?”
“No, you can go. I’ll go after you,” I replied.
“Cool,” Jake said, already removing his shirt.
Very nonchalantly, he stripped naked in front of me and then headed to the shower, leaving the bathroom door open.
At 20, Jake was only two years older than me, but the way he looked and acted showed how much difference two years makes when you’re that young. While my body was slim and lacked definition, he looked lean and had well-developed muscles. The light coat of hair over his chest also caught my attention because of how it contrasted with my own upper body, which was hairless except for my armpits and a slim “treasure trail” descending from my navel to meet my pubes. What made my eyes widen, though, was below his waist (as it probably would do to any 18-year-old guy in my position). Kyle had a beautiful dick that dangled heavily in front of a sizeable pair of low-hanging balls. It sure looked bigger and thicker than my softie, and I knew I was not on the smaller side in that department. My softie hung at around 4”, while his seemed to be between 4.5” and 5”.
When Jake finished his shower, he entered the room coming from the bathroom as naked as he had left. His softie, plumped up by the warm water, seemed to hang even lower now.
The realization that he looked bigger and better than me in any department (at least in my opinion) made me dread the idea of getting naked in front of him. But with both of us sharing the room for the duration of the trip I figured that would be inevitable, so I had better just rip the band-aid off as quickly as possible.
“I guess I’ll… go to shower now, then,” I mumbled as I reluctantly took my shirt off.
“Yeah go ahead, man. The bathroom is all yours,” Jake said as he dried his hair, still bare naked.
I took a deep breath and pulled down my shorts and underwear in one single motion, thinking “It’s now or never”. I picked my clothes from the floor to put them away, then turned to face Jake, inadvertently catching him checking me out. It shouldn’t, since every guy does it, but it caught me by surprise that he would check me out the same way I did to him minutes before. He acted casually about it.
“Nice dick, man,” he said, nodding.
“Uh… thanks,” I managed to spit out, already feeling the blood rushing to my face. “Yours looks nice too.”
I saw him chuckle at my embarrassment before quickly turning away and walking to the bathroom.
Despite the initial embarrassment, I got very flattered with Jake's compliment. In a weird way, that validation coming from a guy whose physical attributes I admired meant a lot to me. It also helped me not to be insecure about my looks: even though the sight of his body during the trip was a constant reminder of our physical differences, that never made me feel self-conscious around him.
—
A couple of days into our vacation, we didn’t go to the beach because it was raining. Kyle and his family went shopping, leaving the house for Jake and myself. We couldn’t go outside, so we spent the afternoon hanging out indoors. I watched some TV in the living room then got bored and went to the guest room to see what Jake was up to. I found him lying on the bed in his underwear, looking at something on his phone. He didn’t see me
there, so I took some time to admire the view. He had one hand behind his head, the little tuft of dark hair on his armpit in full display. I allowed my gaze to lazily wander down his torso, recording every inch of his lightly hairy chest, his small dark nipples, his lean abs covered in fur… then my gaze parked at the protruding pouch of his tighty whities. His generous package always produced a beautiful bulge in his underwear, I loved the look of it. I then checked out his hairy thick thighs, his beautiful legs and feet, and then announced myself into the bedroom as if I had just arrived there.
“Hey,” I said as I laid down beside him and got my e-reader from the nightstand.
“Hey man,” he said acknowledging me, then turned his attention back to his phone as I started reading.
A few minutes later when I finished a chapter, I glanced down at Jake’s crotch and noticed the bulge on his briefs had become bigger. At that point in the vacation, I’d seen him in underwear enough times to know how well his soft dick filled them. That time the bulge was bigger than usual, I was sure he had a semi. That view was way more interesting than my book, so I kept my gaze on his crotch and watched as it grew even bigger. It didn’t take long until the helmet shape of his big glans was visible through the thin worn-out fabric, straining insistently against it. I kept staring entranced by it until his voice pulled me out of it.
“Are you planning on going camping?” He asked, casually.
I looked at him, confused. “No, why?”
“Well, you seem quite interested in my tent,” he said, chuckling as his left hand gripped his hardon over his underwear.
“Fuck off,” I said, laughing and feeling my face flush.
“I’m so horny today, man,” he said. “I need to cum so bad, I haven’t done it since we arrived.”
Then he casually pulled his underwear down, allowing his boner to spring out and smack heavily against his body.
“Jeez, dude. Put that thing away,” I said, pretending to be disgusted when I was quite actually turned on by it.
“Oh come on. You’ve got one of these too, you know what it’s like,” he said, already slowly moving his hand up and down his shaft. “I bet you could use a good wank too.”
I stayed silent for a while, in awe of how casually he touched himself right there in front of me. No shame, no embarrassment at all.
“Well, I’m not as… upfront about it as you,” I said. “But I haven’t… jerked off in a while too.”
“Then you must be just as horny as I am,” he said. “Feel free to pull it out and join me. Better do it now before everybody comes back.”
I thought for a moment, watching as his fist moved up and down his big thick shaft.
“Fuck it,” I said, pulling my dick out. It was already rock-hard.
“That’s what I’m talking about!” Jake said, watching as I started to stroke.
We kept quiet for a while, just jerking off and checking each other out.
“Damn, your cock is so big!” I finally said, sounding more excited than I expected.
“Yep, it is,” Jake replied, cockily. “Yours is not bad either.”
I looked down at my 6” x 5.5” hardon. “I’m nowhere near your size man.”
“True, but you’ve got a nice one anyway. It’s not only about the size,” Jake said.
“Thanks, man. How big is yours?” I asked.
“A bit over seven and a half,” Jake said, proudly.
“Damn, mine is only six inches,” I said.
“Yeah, but yours is thick, probably as thick as mine,” Jake said. “Here, let’s see.”
With that, he grabbed my cock with his hand. I almost screamed out of surprise. With his thumb and index finger, he made a ring around my boner to gauge my girth, then he did the same on his own cock.
“See? Almost the same girth,” he said. “Fat cock gang!”
“At least in that department, we’re in the same league,” I joked, my heart still racing after he touched my dick.
“Yeah man, holding yours felt about the same as mine. Here, check it out,” he said, taking my hand and putting it on his dick.
I instinctively closed my fist around his shaft. The warmth of it sent a jolt of electricity through my body. I could feel my own dick pulse.
“F-feels t-thicker than mine,” I stuttered, my voice breaking with desire.
“Yeah maybe a little bit, but I'm telling you: yours is pretty thick already,” he said reassuringly.
I reluctantly opened my hand when he interrupted me.
“Don’t let go, your hand feels good on my cock,” he said softly as he once again reached out for my hardon. “I’ll do yours and you do mine.”
I made an effort not to cum right there and then.
I kept slowly stroking his big boner, not sure whether to focus on it or on the sensations his hand was causing me.
“Damn, you're good at this,” he said, gently squeezing my dick as if to catch my attention.
“I train a lot,” I replied with a smile. “Your hand seems quite experienced in the subject too.”
“I guess we’re both jerk-off experts, then,” he concluded.
Our chatter was replaced by heavy breathing and moaning as we inched closer to climax. I was the first to approach the point of no return.
“Oh fuck, don't stop, I'm gonna, I'm gonna…” I announced, my hand gripping his cock tightly.
He increased the pace of his stroking and milked a fat load out of my cock. By the time I was done cumming I had sperm sprinkled all over my upper body.
Still panting, I noticed my hand was still wrapped around his cock.
“Looks like you needed this more than I did,” Jake said playfully. “Care to finish me off now?”
With that he let go of my cock, wiping my cum off it, then put both hands behind his head as if offering his body to me.
I kneeled on the bed beside him and went to work on his cock. With one hand fondling his balls and the other stroking his cock, I watched his abs contracting and his chest going up and down with his heavy breathing. Seeing him so turned on and responding to my stimulation on his body made me horny too. Despite having just reached orgasm, I could feel my cock start to get aroused again.
Jake didn't take long to approach orgasm. Begging me not to stop, he pushed out a massive load all over his body. The powerful jets reached all the way to his neck, covering his chest and abs with his thick, abundant cum. By the time he was done panting, both of us had satisfied smiles on our faces. We then went to the shower to clean up the mess.
“Fuck, that was great,” Jake said as he soaped up.
“Yeah man I really needed that release,” I agreed.
“Well you released A LOT,” he teased me. “I thought you would never stop cumming.”
“Look who's talking,” I fired back. “You let out a huge load too.”
“There's more where that came from,” he stated with a wink. “Tomorrow you can extract another load from me.”
“You wanna do it again tomorrow?” I asked, sounding more hopeful than I expected.
“Well, I need to jerk off at least once a day. I'm sure you do too…” he said.
“Sometimes more than once,” I said with a mischievous smile.
“You’re a horny fucker just like
me. It's only natural that we give each other a helping hand to take care of our urges.”
—
Later that night when we were going to bed, Jake said to me: “Remember when I said I'd have another load to let out tomorrow?”
I smiled. “Yeah…”
“Well, I think it's ready now,” he said with a grin. “Dou you wanna….”
I replied by removing my underwear.
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