your own monster to scare people with.” He laughed and slapped my thigh and then sat back in his chair.

The quiet set in again, and then was broken by his sigh. “Well, buddy, we might as well just let the monsters run free don’t you think?” And before I could say or think anything, his shorts just seem to kick right off his hips and land in a pile between us.

I froze as he just sat there, looking out in the rain, naked and erect, hand now rubbing his shadowy shaved balls enjoying no further restraint from cotton. “Mmmmm, that’s much better.” He turned and looked at me. “Join me bro, don’t wanna be the only perv on the porch.” He then slightly begged, “Com’mon now.”

“Shit, will you respect me in the morning?”

“Fuck,” he smiled, “I don’t respect ya now, dude.” He laughed and reached over to snap the waist band of my shorts. “Com’mon now, off with ‘em, join me in the first duplex nekkid rain dance!”

So I did it. Let the robe drop to either side of the chair and carefully slid my CK’s over my hips and down to my ankles. He reached down and snatched them away and tossed them on top of his.

“There now,” he confirmed. “Two manly men, just as nature intended.” He reached up for a high five and I returned the smack, and we settled back staring into the darkness, naked and throbbing in silence.

After yet another crack of thunder, now farther away each time, I turned to him and said, “Well, the first duplex naked rain dance doesn’t seem to have a whole lot of dancing in it.”

He looked at me and smiled, “Well, buddy, reckon that’s easy to take care of.” And with that he spread his legs a little and wrapped his hand tightly around his beer can of a cock and slowly stroked down the shaft and back up. “There you go, bro, first dance of the night.” He put his left arm behind his head and started to slowly stroke his dick spreading the beginnings of pre-cum up and down his shaft.

I watched in astonished amazement as this hard body of a man, comfortably and easily began jacking off beside me. He adjusted his legs again and moaned lightly, “Mmmm...man…great way to end the perfect night.” He looked at me and smiled. “Gonna do some dancin’ of your own, pal?”

I tentatively grabbed my own hard on and began to stroke, almost afraid to touch myself and unable to take in enough of him. His face in a relaxed smile, taught hairy belly heaving and his hand sliding up and down that perfect hard cock. “That’s it buddy, join me. Feels good, don’t it.”

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