First of all apologies for any mistakes or any typos you might see here. I was so fucking horny while typing this that I had to switch to speech to text and then edit it. Secondly, I know my previous posts were all retellings of real situations, but this one is gonna be more of a fantasy of mine one that I wish would just happen. The people in it are real people just with different names changed. Prepare yourselves, cause it’s gonna be a long one.

My girlfriend and I have been together for a long while, and with this relationship came several friendships, of them being her best friend Susan and her boyfriend Chris.

Now Susan is nice and all but she isn’t why here today, Chris is. Chris is the definition of a himbo, he’s 5’9”, even though he used to be a meathead in high school, adult years have made it difficult for him to keep his his lean physique so he’s developed into an amazing dad bod. Ever since I’ve met him, he’s made the effort to be a good friend and invite for all sorts of activities. If our girlfriends had a night out or were working late he’d always invite me over for dinner at their place or be waiting for me with a six-pack of beers and the latest action flick or the latest soccer game loaded up on his TV.

Now, Chris is the straightest guy I knew, but he was also a very touchy guy. He’d always wrap his arm around me when celebrating a goal from our favorite players, always put his hand on my back and pushing me around the house to meet his friends at any gatherings we’d find ourselves in. But, as soon as a drop of alcohol touched his lips, his touchiness with me would always go up a notch. He’d surprise me out of the blue and try and twist my nipples and then run away cackling, or if we were sitting next to each other we’d put his hand on my leg and move it up my thigh in a game of chicken.

I’ll admit, at first I was surprised at those gestures, and I did mention them to my girlfriend since she knew Susan and Chris for the longest. Turns out Chris has always been like that after a few drinks, perhaps not to that extent but at least it wasn’t something that would surprise them, Susan said it might have been simply because he felt comfortable with me. So with my girlfriend’s sign of approval (since she knows I enjoy bating with buds) I decided to mess back with him next time.

Summer had struck and we were at a friend’s party celebrating the good weather, Chris had already had a few beers before so he was feeling tipsy enough to be chatty with everyone and overall just having a nice time, so he really wasn’t expecting me to reach my hand into his pec and twist his nipple out of the blue and then walk away laughing. The look on his face was fucking priceless, like a lightbulb went off in his head. He gave me a toothy grin and I could see it in his face, it was game on. Throughout the night Chris would come up behind me and either slap my ass or slide a hand up my chest and squeeze my pec or pinch my nipple and I’d return it in full. We almost looked like two young kids shooting the shit and having fun and it felt liberating. During the meal I felt Chris’ hand suddenly in my knee, I eyed him suspiciously as he grinned at me and moved his hand up my leg. Usually I’d laugh and make him stop it but not this time. I grinned at him and didn’t stop him, I could see the look of realization on his face as his leg kept going up. Honestly, I expected Chris to stop before it was too late, but boy was I fucking surprised when I felt Chris warm large hand cupping my balls over my shorts. I squirmed and moved away, eyeing him incredulously as he laughed his ass off. I’d be lying if I said my cock didn’t swell up my jeans. I looked over at my girlfriend across the table as she had been watching everything with a sly smirk on her face and all she did was wink at me.

The night progressed calmly, Chris and I kept messing around with each other, we all had more food and drank a bit more and as the party begun to die down, my girlfriend approached me.

“Hey Babe, me and the girls are planning to go out to a few clubs and then maybe stay at Susan’s place.” She said with a cocktail in her hand, to this day i don’t know how she handles her drinks so well but she’s like a magician.

“Oh, that’s fine love!” I replied back “Do you girls have a DD for the night? Want me to send you some extra cash for an uber or anything?”

“Nah, we’ll be fine. Christine didn’t drink anything today and she said she’d drive us around and keep us in check.” She said with a smile before placing a kiss on lips. Out the corner of my eye I saw Susan approach us.

“Hey OP! Could you actually do me a favor this night? Can you keep an eye out for Chris? Or even let him hang out at your place tonight?”

I could see my girlfriend eyeing me with a small smirk as Susan said that.

“Oh, yeah absolutely. He shouldn’t be too much of an hassle… just gotta make sure he drinks some water instead.” I replied back with a smile.

My girlfriend kissed me again and patted me on the butt before walking away with the rest of the girls. I sent her some cash nonetheless just in case of an emergency and then walked back to Chris as he was saying goodbye to some of the fellas.

“Hey bud, guess it’s gonna be just me and you tonight. The girls seem to have some plans to hit the town and then I think they are crashing out at your place later, so Susan put me in charge of you.” I said, handing him a bottle of water that he took without realizing, I had to sober up the guy a bit more. “Wanna hit the town as well? Or would you rather come over to my place? I got the new Tekken to try or we could mess around on VR. It’s been a while since I saw you scream like a little bitch playing Resident Evil”

“If I remember correctly, I only screamed because some bastard kept poking me every time some fucking zombie approached me!” He quipped back before cracking the bottle open and taking a gulp of it, some water trickling down his lips “But let’s go! It’s about time I wreck you at Tekken!”

The drive over to my house started off well enough, I brought a few bottles of water so Chris could keep drinking them whenever he wanted as we blared songs all the way. But even that wasn’t enough to keep him busy cause after a few minutes of singing (screaming…) “living on prayer” at the top of our lungs, I suddenly felt a warm hand on my meaty thigh. I gave Chris a laugh and slapped his hand away, last thing we needed was me crashing the car.

“Down boy! I don’t want to have to explain to Susan and my Gf how we crashed the car!”

“Ah man, it’s all good! You know I’m just messing right?” He asked with a soft laugh but the way his voice wavered at the end Mande me realize he was being serious, he genuinely wanted to check up on me and if I wasn’t getting upset.

“You’re alright man, don’t you worry. I’ll be honest, I was a bit surprised in the beginning and my poor nipples did suffer, neither did I expect you to take the game of chicken so seriously.” With that quip I elbowed him and laughed “But it’s all cool! I’m not bothered bro!”

He seemed to relax at that and took a swig of his water. Now, the few beers i had that night must’ve kept me relaxed and calm, because for some reason my filter must’ve gone out the window with my next sentence.

“Besides, it’s not you’re the first guy to cup my balls like that! Nice technique!”

And with that, Chris choked on the water he was drinking, which in turn made me burst out laughing, trying to keep my hand on the wheel steady as I smacked his back repeatedly to help him.

“You alright there man?” I asked between laughs as he composed himself.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine” he said, but then suddenly shook his head “Wait, go back a bit! What do you mean by what you said before?!”

“What, never cranked one out with a bro or something like that??” I asked, making the well known gesture for stroking a cock with my free hand as I pulled the car over into the entrance to my garage.

Chris seemed to be at a loss for words for a few seconds before replying “I mean… I did play the classic You show me yours, I’ll show you mine when I was younger, who hasn’t?”

“Yeah, that’s like a universal experience, but what I mean I just wanking with a bud, shooting a load, watching some porn, the whole ordeal” I say, unlocking the door to the house as we walk in. I remove my shoes and place them at the entrance and motioning at him to do the same.

“Huh… can’t I have, no…” he replies back, sounding uncertain.

“Heh, guess you’re only good at games of chicken then!” I shout from the kitchen as Chris sit and gets comfortable at the massive couch my Gf and I bought for our living room, the extra space and legroom was definitely something I’ve been wanting on a couch for a long time.

I grab a six-pack from the fridge and some waters and bring them to the living room. That’s when I notice how quiet Chris is, he’s just sitting there looking at his hands.

“Hey, Chris, you alright there buddy? Did I say something to offend or upset you?” I ask as I sit down next to him, placing on hand on his shoulder. He seems to snap out of whatever thoughts he was having and smiles at me.

“What? No! No man! Just surprised that’s all!” He says with a laugh “I never had thought about that before so I guess I was just surprised!”

“You sure? We good?” I look him in the eyes as I question him.

“Absolutely man!” He says with a laugh “Besides, you’re right, I am good at games of chicken… last I checked, you lost the last one!” He says with a grin as he stands up from the couch and stretches “Now if you don’t mind, I need to use your bathroom, those beers and waters your been sneaking my way have been running through me and are begging to be released!”

“Oh Jesus! Go right ahead!” I laugh at him and point him to the bathroom. As he passes by me I don’t resist smacking him in the ass which he yelps and laughs.

I stand up and begging rummaging around for the Tekken game I had bought and I hear him unzip his pants on the way to the bathroom. Chris decides to leave the bathroom door completely open and I get to hear what must’ve been nearly 3 liters of liquid emptying out of his bladder.

By the time he comes back I have the game inside my ps5 and am getting the remotes from the charging dock so I have my back to him.

“Hey bro… how about we try it?”

“Tekken? Yeah, I have it on, just Getting the remo…” as I turn back to him I notice he wasn’t talking about the game anymore…

There stood Chris in the middle of my living room, barefoot and pantsless, wearing only his shirt and a pair of black boxers. I’d seen him in beach shorts before but never in his boxers… Chris’ bulge was amazing to look at. I knew from chats with other buds and convos between my Gf and Susan that he was hung but seeing it now? I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“You said you’d done it before… would you do it with me?” He asked nonchalantly as he stood there facing me “I mean, it’s fine if you don’t, but since you seem to be okay with that, what’s the harm?”

I finally look up at Chris and ask “What about Susan?”

“Oh, Susan wouldn’t mind in the least. If I’m honest, I think she’d like knowing I’m exploring things like this! Besides, o shot her a text and she said she’s fine As long as I don’t make you uncomfortable” he said with air quotes and a grin.

“You asked Susan?!” I exclaimed, looking at him incredulously.

“Yeah! I mean, it felt right. Besides, me and her have talked about these things before. We’re fine as long as the other knows the other’s plans” he said as he sat down on the couch, lifting his shirt slightly to scratch his hairy belly. “So… do you?”

we come this long so far so no point in risking stopping now. I sat down next to Chris on the couch and looked him in the eye.

“Well man, how do you want to do it then?”

“I don’t know, you’re the one who has done it before. How do you usually go about this? Do you just rip it out and stroke it with a bro?”

“I mean, yeah that’s one way of doing it, but I wanna make sure you’re comfortable and something you wanna do and not just the drinks getting to your head.”

“Man believe me I’m completely fine, I wouldn’t have suggested if I didn’t want to. Besides, I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about doing something like this before.” he said with a shrug. “What’s the harm? Just two bros beating together.”

At this point, my cock was throbbing in my jeans and the horniness of the situation was making me dizzy.

“Well if you say so, that’s your call!” I sat I stood up and started to unbutton my jeans and pull them down my legs “ grab your phone choose a nice porno and cast it on the TV, I’ll give you the honor of choosing what we’ll be beating to.”

Chris seemed to perk up and quickly grab this phone and start typing furiously. In the meantime, I reached around to the center console of the couch and whipped out a bottle of lube and some Kleenex. Chris looked at me with a grin.

“So you just keep lube just like that, handy near the couch?”

“Can you blame a guy?” I said, as I pulled off my shirt and leaned back on the couch.

Chris took the opportunity to remove his shirt as well and now we were just sitting there in our underwear. I could finally appreciate him in all his glory, the light furs of hair on his chest, the happy trail leading down to his boxers, the way his cock seemed to tent and pulse. I began to slowly and gently massage my bulge, letting my cock harden and tent the pouch of my underwear as well. Out the corner of my eye, I could see Chris typing something on his phone, the logo of pornhub at the top of the screen and within a few seconds the site of one girl being pounded from the front and behind popped up on the screen of my TV. I pressed the button on the armrest of the couch that made the base of it turn into a footrest for us. Chris leaned back on the couch and sighed in contempt, moving both hands into the massive bulge in his boxers. I leaned back as well and try to keep my eyes on the screen as much as possible to make sure Chris wouldn’t feel too uncomfortable but he seemed to have other ideas in his mind. He scooted over and closer to me and put his arm over my shoulders, spreading his leg, so one would be over mine.

“Bro, you’re gonna love this fucking video, it’s one of my favorites. She gets so fucking stretched out!” he says, grinning of me, one hand grasping his cock through his boxers.

I began to notice a darker patch, right where his cock head would be and I could feel my boxers getting wet with precum, so after a few minutes, I raised my hips slightly and slowly pulled down my boxers, making sure to put on a show for him until my cock slapped back into my stomach, leaving a wet pool of pre-cum in my belly button. Straight away I could see Chris’s eyes zero in on my cock.

“Damn bro! Look at that! You’re a fucking faucet!” he said enthusiastically, dipping his finger in the pool of pre-cum in my belly button before turning his attention back to the screen. I began slowly, stroking myself and midway through the scene, Chris began to lower his boxers. I didn’t care, I kept my eyes locked on his bolt and suddenly it was free. I didn’t know what to expect, and believe me I’m very well pleased with my own 6 inch uncut cock, but the massive thick 9 inch beer can of a cock that was within my line of sight, wasn’t it. There was a thick vein running on top of it and his foreskin, even though loose and slightly retracted, still covered half of his meaty, thick glans. His bush was hairy and unkept and underneath the thick shaft, I could see a pair of massive balls that could easily compare to mine.

Chris noticed my staring straight away and chuckled to himself “what’s the matter, man?” He asked as he grabbed the base of his cock and slowly stroked it. I was mesmerized and couldn’t take my eyes off of it. “Come on bro, keep stroking it. Otherwise I’m gonna feel shy about being the only one doing it.”

We both continued to stroke ourselves while the video played in the TV, the girl in it being held up by the two dudes while their cocks kept sliding in and out of her repeatedly. I grabbed the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount over cock, even though the amount of pre-cum oozing out of it made it necessary, I just enjoy your feeling of a well lubed cock while I’m stroking away. I offered the bottle to Chris, but he simply motioned to his cock with his face, so I took the liberty to pour some over his. I leaned back against his arm and kept stroking away, one hand cupping my ball sack while the other kept up a slow pumping motion on my shaft. Soon the video was over with the girl on her knees and both guys stroking over her face painting in her face with cum. I wiped one of my hands and asked Chris for his phone to select a new video for us. I leaned against him and start scrolling through the many options, pointing out a few that would interest me. We ended up going for a video of busty petite girl being pounded by a massive black guy. By this point, we were both slightly sweaty. I could feel the heat emanating off of him as he kept stroking and grunting near my ear. My cock kept oozing out pre-cum and I could feel a tingling feeling deep in my balls that made me roll my eyes and lean my head back against his arm that was still over my shoulders.

Suddenly, I feel his arm move and a warm hand, sliding down my stomach and grip the base of my cock. I look back at Chris and there he is, looking at me with a toothy grin, holding my cock.

“Huh, you’re much harder than what I expected.” he says as he squeezes the base of my cock. “How’s that feel man?”

I can only let out a deep guttural moan, the feeling of his massive hand on my cock, throwing my balls into overdrive. I quickly let go of my cock and let him handle it for me. My moans seem to fuel him further into stroking me. I looked down and see his neglected, hard cock, just laying there and take my chance and hold it for him. This is what I’ve been craving all night. His cock feels heavy and softer than mine, since he is so thick. He rests his head against mine and let down a hot, deep moan right against my ear. We try to focus our intention on the video playing on the screen, but it’s useless. We’re both just so focused on the feeling of our cocks being stroked by the other. The video keeps playing until it’s over the girl on the screen screaming as the guy dump a heavy load inside of her, we don’t bother putting on another one, we spent the rest of the time just exploring each other’s cocks, the wet slaps of our hands and grunts filling the room.

After what feels like a lifetime to me, Chris lets me know that he’s about to come. I don’t stop my hand, I make sure to keep stroking him has his breath labored in the grunts get heavier. I feel his cock pulse and harden against my hand and on cue, he begins shooting the heaviest load I’ve ever seen over his chest. Pump after pump of thick milky cum covers his pecs, his happy trail and my hand. And that was more than enough to set off my own orgasm. Even though he was cumming, not once did he stop pumping my own cock. As soon as he saw my cock shooting, he started squeezing the base to make sure he got every drop out of me.

We both laid there in the couch for a few minutes, just catching our breath, and once we were feeling better, he started laughing.

“Bro… that was fucking awesome!” he said as he reached across me for the Kleenex, his hands still covered in my own cum. I couldn’t help but laugh back and reach for one myself. There was so much cum covering our own bodies that when I was done with the Kleenex, I had to get up and go to the bathroom to get a towel for us. Afterwards, I grabbed a pair of shorts for ourselves, and we finally booted up the PS5 and cracked the beers open. Nothing like a few rounds of tech after pumping out I loved with another man. Halfway through a few rounds, I turned to Chris and asked.

“Hey man, are you OK with what we just did?”

“Hum… I don’t know… I guess we’re gonna have to try it again sometime in the future for me to say.” he replied back with a grin as he KO’d my character to the ground.

Thank you all for reading, this has been more of a free form writing prompt for me than anything but it’s good to put one of my fantasies down into writing. Chris is one of my biggest friends nowadays, and from what I’ve heard, the description I’ve provided seems to be fairly correct. I can only hope that something like this ever happens.