and they soon joined my jeans around my knees. It was weird looking down to see another guy’s hand wrapped around my straining erection but for the first time I didn’t feel embarrassed or self-conscious about my lack of size and just continued getting pleasure from what he was doing and hadn’t noticed he was also undressing himself. I gasped when he guided my hand to his naked cock and at first was a little repulsed and pulled away but he squeezed my cock harder and whispered “Its okay…don’t worry, you’ll like it, it’ll make you feel better.” He took my hand again and closing it over his shaft, whispered, “ummm…feels so good… just pull it…” guiding my fist back and forth.

Soon the warmth and hardness of him felt good and when he removed his hand curiously I left mine there, it felt huge, and eventually when I plucked up the courage to look down saw that it was at least a couple of inches longer and thicker than mine with a bubble of precum already oozing from its slit. Slowly but surely I began enjoying the feel of another man’s cock under my fingers and drawing his foreskin over the head smeared some of his precum down its length bringing low groans of pleasure from him which somehow spurred me. Encircling my fingers, just the way I pleasure myself, under the ridge of his purplish cockhead I drew them down to the base of his shaft into the soft brown curls of his pubic hair.

“Umm…marvelous…don’t stop…” he cooed as I increased the speed of my hand, pulling the foreskin hard back and rubbing my thumb over his leaking slit just the way I like Jane doing it to me.

I’m not sure how long we were jerking each other off but soon we were both breathing hard and knowing that soon I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer I was looking forward to cumming. That was until, without warning Tony had sunk to his knees, slipped between my legs and lowered his head to draw my cock to his lips. Realising what he was about to do stopped me dead and I suddenly seemed to come to my senses. Feeling shock, horror and even repulsion at the thought of another guy giving me a blowjob I pushed him away, with my erection already quickly flagging.

Despite his pleadings, protestations and apologies that had been the end of our little tryst and I‘d quickly dressed and left, although I must admit when at home and in bed alone I was in a state of turmoil, feeling revulsion yet somehow a little disappointed and frustrated that I hadn’t gone a little further and couldn’t resist the urge to jerk myself off. It had been one of the best orgasms I’d had with copious amounts of cum streaming high in the air before splashing down on my chest, nipples and cock.

I’m not sure why but over the following months despite getting back with Jane I experienced more and more frustration that Tony had taken my no for an answer and not given me the blowjob. As these feelings grew so did the fantasies, especially when Jane was going down on me and when I was alone I began masturbating wondering if I would have reciprocated Tony.

By now I was really getting horny and without thinking where I was, began, pumping my fist up and down my hard cock, almost immediately feeling the first precum oozing around my tip.