I am a twenty-eight year old single male, and this last year I had my first same-sex experience. There was this guy, six years younger than myself, who lived in my apartment building. Well, we would see each other around and we would say hi to each other and sometimes talk a little bit. He was nice enough but, to be honest, he was a complete nerd. He looked nerdy, talked nerdy and dressed nerdy. I could tell that he wanted to be friends and I was reluctant to encourage that. Still, he persisted and I more or less put up with it. One morning I went to get my mail, and he was there getting his, and we got to talking, and I ended up inviting him to my partment to have some coffee. Actually, in spite of his being imature and a real nerd, he was quite intelligent and had some interesting things to say.
Anyway, he was convinced that I was this cool sort of guy (I'm not. I'm just average, really). But he seemed very admiring of me. He thought that my apartment was neat, and that everything I did was neat. He looked around, and taking a peek in myy bedroom, he saw that I had a couple of adult magazines. I had forgotten that they were there. He was surprised and wide-eyed, and started to look through them. They were pretty explicit, showing sex. He was really taken by the magazines, and he asked if I ever got naked and jacked off while looking at them. I sort of reluctantly admitted that I did. Then he asked if I felt like jacking off right then, and eagerly said how it would be fun to do that together. I had never jacked off with another guy before, but right then, for some reason, it didn't exactly sound like an unappealing idea. It did sound like it might be fun. So I said, sure, why not??
So we took our clothes off and got naked. He already had an erection by the time he did that. His penis was not very large, about five inches and bright pink. But it was sticking stiffly up. I started to get a boner, too. Mine is about six inches, average, but large compared to his. He was very admiring of of my boner, saying how big it was and everything. I said something like his was nice, too. In a way it was. Anyway, we sat on the bed, and he started looking through the magazines, with him commenting on the women and the guys and what they were doing. I could tell how enthralled he was. While we're sitting there and flipping pages, and I started to gently stroke my boner, which he hadn't started to do yet. I found it sort of a nice turn on, getting to be naked and doing this with another guy. So we're sitting there like that, and suddenly he ejaculates. He gasps and his semen is squirting out. Of course he was all embarrassed, and confessed how that happened to him a lot, and that he could never control it when he got excited. I old him that premature ejaculation wasn't a big deal, and that he just needed to get use to stuff so he could control his level of excitement. He was very grateful for me being so understanding. He cleaned up with some tissues, and asked if I was going to jack off. So, while he watched, I sat there and jacked off and came. Then we got dressed and went to have some coffee.
Actually, the whole thing had not been a big deal, and a rather nice experience. That next weekend he came over in the morning for coffee. He was all modest grins and asked if we were going to have our coffee naked and jack off again. It sounded like fun, so I went along with it. We got naked and of course he had a boner immediately and I got one in about ten minutes. Again, it was fun and I liked how it felt being naked and having my dick hard with him as another guy. It was this kind of neat masculine thing that was nice to enjoy. He commented again on what a nice dick I had, and I told him that he had a nice one too, and he said that he wished it was bigger. I said that it looked just fine, and mentioned how hard it was, and I casually reached down to give his boner a feel. It was kind of exciting getting to do that, and he didn't mind, and liked my doing that. He felt my dick, and thought that was wonderful. We were in the living room, so we sat there on the sofa, and started feeling each others dick. He ejaculated almost right away. I said that wasn't a problem, and suggested that if we continued, and he got another boner, that it probably wouldn't happen so quickly. So we paused and had some coffee, I kept my boner the whole time, enjoying having it big and stiff like that, and he got another boner. We started playing around again, and it was fun, and I liked feeling his hard dick and stimulating him. While we were sitting there, he asked if I had ever had a blow job. I told that I had, and he admitted that he had never had one, and was curious what it felt like to have his dick sucked. I was feeling uninhibited, so I offered to show him. I leaned over and took his hard dick in my mouth. Of course I had never done that to another guy before, and I was surprised by how exciting this was. I sucked on him for maybe half a minute, going slowly up and down, and fondling jis balls while I did that. I was about to pull away, when he ejaculated in my mouth. It was suddenly just happening, so I kept going. Naturally he loved it. I went into the bathroom to spit his semen out, finding the taste an the kind of slimy substance a bit much. Then I came back and he was all happy. Feeling in the mood, I took a hold of my boner and I jacked off, squirting my semen all over his penis and his chest and nipples. He thoght that was great.
Anyway, for that entire next year the two of continued to have thse kind of wonderful times together. Then he moved for work and it came to an end. I must admitt that I do miss him and the fun we had together. It was one of those situations where it just all worked out nicely. Maybe, if I'm lucky, I'll get a chance to enjoy something like that again with a friend some day.