To those of you who haven’t been reading my other stories.

About a month ago I posted a story about my first JO bud encounter which happened with a friend of mind at a sleep over. Movie marathon night became a night a exploration. One week later we had another sleep over where things got a bit wilder. I accidentally deleted this story. I'll re-post it as soon as I figure out where I saved it.

The sleep over - Part 3 - Night at the Cottage

It’s summer, mid-August. A full year since my first experience with my friend. After our second sleepover these nights became a normal thing for us. Almost once a week until I move away for my second year of university but we kept in touch.

I didn't move back home this summer. Stayed in the city where I was going to school. I invited a bunch of my new university friends to my family's cottage for a weekend escape out of the city. Unfortunately these plans fell through, so now I had a cottage to myself for the weekend. That's when I got a text from my old friend. He was just wondering how my summer was going. I mention how my plans fell apart and I asked if he wanted to meet me there. "I called it a sleepover" He knew immediately where this was going. He said he’ll meet me there Friday evening.

On Friday I packed my car with everything for the weekend and hit the road. It was a 3 hour drive from the city. I started thinking about how this weekend would play out on the drive up. I was getting horny just thinking about it.

I arrive in the late afternoon. It was a warm sunny day. I unpacked the car, put beer in the fridge and tossed my bag in the bedroom. I decided to sit by the water while I wait for my friend to arrive.

I hear a car pull up. He’s here. I walk to to the cottage and around the to where the driveway to greet him. I quickly show him around. He tossed his bag in one of the bedrooms, we grabbed some beers and walked back down to the water to catch up and hangout.

“Have you gone for a swim yet” he asked. “Not yet, do you want to before dinner?” “let’s do it” he says. He stood up, took off his shirt and tossed it on the dock. Then he drops his shorts and jumps in butt naked. I followed his lead stripped down and jumped in. We swam around continued chatting. The sun was starting to set. I swam to the dock and puled myself out. I sat on the edge of the dock with my feet dangling in the water. My dick shriveled up from the cold lake water. I wasn’t impressing anyone. My friend swam over to when I was sitting and said “When do you want to get the party started?” I smile “Whenever you want” I replied. He put one hand on the dock and slide his other u my leg until he reaches my cold shriveled dick. “we’ll need to do something about that” he says as he gently rubs it. I suggest we go inside. We run back up the cottage clothes in hand. The cottage is pretty secluded from the neighbored, so privacy wasn’t much of a concern.

We get inside and walk to the rooms dripping water everywhere. I grab a towel and start drying off. I walks into my room while I’m drying my hair this the towel and grabs me by the cock. It made me jump, but that warm hand clutching my manhood was a welcoming feeling. I toss the towel on the bed and return the favor by grabbing his. I gently slide my hand along the shaft almost as if I was discovering it for the first time. I watch it swell and grow from my touch. I’m entranced in the moment slowing stroking him back and forth. At the same time I feel his grip on me. I are standing facing each other with our eyes glue to cocks. I turn and press him against the wall. He lets go of me and then I drop to me knees. I push his hips against the wall. He braces himself by placing his palms against the wall. I slide my hands to the base of his shaft and start sliding both hands over it. A stroke him with both hands as I stare down that one-eyed monster. The mirror on the closet door next to me caught my eye and at that moment I realized I could watch myself in action. It was a bit of a turn on to be honest.

He was breathing heavily guiding me along will soft whispers of encouragement. “That feels amazing” It’s been a long time since I’ve held this beast and holding it only made me hornier.

Maybe it was the beer I had a good buzz going. I was watching my long strokes in the mirror His cock literally itches from my face. I don’t know what came over me, but I went for it. I pressed my lips over the big swollen tip of his manhood, slide my hands down around his hips and pulled him into me.

This is a moment has never forgotten. The feeling of his massive cock sliding along my tongue I remember it hitting back of my throat gagging me. I pulled it out trying to recover. My friend didn’t say a word. He put his hand on the back of my head and guided me in again. I pulled it in again and again testing my limit. Really applying the suction as I slid it out of my mouth. I’d stop to continue stroking him. Then lick it and u and down. He said he was close so I continued. “I’m gonna cum” he said. I quickly opened my mouth just in time to catch the first big blast of cum. The power of the bust were surprising and the taste unpleasant if I’m honest, but I wanted I wanted to know what it felt like. I got up and went to the bathroom to spit the cum out. I wasn’t interested in swallowing. I walked back into the room. He was cleaning himself off with his towel. “I didn’t know you missed me that much” he said I smiled sheepishly. “I didn’t realized I did either” I said.

The next morning we showered ate some breakfast and lounged around. The cottage had become an unofficial nudist resort. We haven’t worn any clothes since swimming the evening before. He ran out to grab something from his car. When he walked back in the cottage he said “Want to do something different?” “What do you mean” I asked. He motioned to follow him and walk back outside. I got up and walked to the door. I saw him walking into the woods near the fire pit. I followed him. Found him about 30 feet in. standing in a small clearing in the woods. He was putting something in his hand. As I got closer, I realized it was lube. “I have always wanted to jerk off naked in nature” he said “Let’s continue out fun out here”. I walked over to him as he started rubbing the lube over his soft cock. Once I was within reach he grab my dick with his lubed hand. Keep in mind we are both still butt naked and have been since the night before. I stand silently as he tugs on me spreading the lube over my cock. He gently guides me the cock with his gentle tugging to stand in front of him. I’m watch him. he's focused on getting us both off. We’re both fully erect. Our lubed up cocks occasionally glisten in the patches of light that break through the trees above us. It reminds me of the lip gloss a girl I know from university wore. I’ve imagined her glossy lips sliding over my cock many horny nights in residents. I snapped out of my daydream when I feel my cock get press against his cock. I've never one frotting before. He’s stroking us together with both of his hands. I can feel warmth of his manhood on mine. He starts stroking faster. I can feel it building up. I’m going to cum. I tell me I’m close. He adjusts his hand position and keeps going. It feels so damn good. I try to hold it in, but I can’t any longer. I cum. I shoot a rope straight up. It fly by our heads. He cums next and gets be right in the shoulder. Shooting back and forth. We must have looked like some strange fountain. I remember feeling the blasts. He let me go. We stood there for a minute. Sweaty and covered in cum. We made our way back to the cottage wearing white ribbons of tribute.

The weekend continued. No clothes were ever worn. We continued our tradition of dares which involved jerking off again later that day and nude photo shoot. pics in the forest around the cottage with a digital camera I brought.