The first time I ever even thought about jerking of with another guy, I was with a group of my friends and I were hanging out, playing video games, in this one guy’s basement. The basement was an assortment of big, ratty couches arranged around the TV.

Like all teen boys, the conversation never strayed too far from girls—mostly we were chatting about which girls from school we had crushes on, which ones had nice bodies, whose tits had gotten bigger over the summer, who had seen whatsername’s bra poking out in class, or heard she had given whatshisname a hand job.

We were all clearly horny, but I don’t think anyone really knew what to do about it until this one guy, John, snuck away behind one of the couches where there was space to sit down. After a while, we noticed he was gone and sort of put two and two together. We started groaning, realizing he was jerking off behind the couch and, like all teen boys, started accusing him of being gay etc. After a while, though, everyone seemed to let it go.

I don’t know if this was true for the rest of the guys, but the thought of one of my friends masturbating (fairly) openly had given me a hard on. For a while I just covered my lap with a pillow, but I couldn’t stop thinking about what John was doing behind the couch, and eventually curiosity got the better of me.

As casually as I could with a giant boner, I got up and slipped behind the couch. There was John, leaning against the back of the couch, dick in one hand, phone in the other, jerking off furiously. It was the first (and still only) time I’d seen a hard penis irl, much less seen a guy stroking to porn, and I was just kind of drawn to the sight. It’s not that I wanted to touch John or anything, but it was the first time it seemed like it was okay, somehow, to jerk off to porn.

I slowly sat down on the carpeted floor across from John and took out my own phone, and started to massage my cock through my pants. I remember how exciting it felt that John didn’t freak out when he saw me; he didn’t really even seem phased, although he did look up when I sat down. I asked him what he was watching, and he turned his phone to show me a page of naked women (freexcafe lol). But even though he was showing me the porn he was looking at, he kept jerking, and it was almost like it would have been rude for me not to start jerking off 😂. So, with John still stroking himself and holding his phone out to me, I shyly unzipped my pants and started stroking my own cock.

The feeling of jerking off right next to my friend was thrilling. It felt taboo but also strangely casual. John had pulled his pants down to his mid thigh, exposing his whole package completely, which again kind of gave me permission to do the same. Pretty soon we were both stroking ourselves to pics John would pull up on his phone, and after a while I started doing the same; it was amazing to share porn that way, knowing it was getting my friend off.

Another turn on, that I still like to this day, was knowing the other guys knew what John and I were doing behind the couch. I still like being watched, whether I’m naked or having sex or masturbating.

Anyway, we kept going until John said he couldn’t hold back anymore, and having already been on the edge of cumming myself, we both blew our loads together. I was so intent on my own orgasm that I missed watching John cum, but I did see his semen running over his fingers still clenched around his dick.

We never talked about it afterwards, and I’ve never done anything like it since, but the idea of getting off to porn with another guy still turns me on. Anyway, hope you enjoyed reading!