That night, after his shower, Zeke settled into his dad’s bed and waited for Toby to finish his shower. When Toby appeared naked in his room, he was startled to see Zeke waiting for him.
“Come on, Dad. Why are you so surprised. Hop in.”
As Toby lay beside his son, his penis sprung to full bloom. He seemed to have lost his inhibitions and began to stroke vigorously.
“Slow down, Dad,” Zeke said. “We’ve got all night. Why don’t you tell me what your fantasies are as you stroke?”
“They’re private, Zeke.”
“Dad, you and I are no longer going to keep any more secrets from each other. Our masturbating together is out in the open now. Come on, Dad, tell me what you’re thinking of.”
“Well, I’m thinking about doing this with . . . you know.”
“You mean jacking off with a woman, or fucking a woman.”
“Oh, jeese, Zeke, you got a dirty mouth.
“No I don’t. You’re thinking about fucking a woman right now, aren’t you?”
“Well, yes. I suppose.”
“Right now, Dad, I’m fantasizing about fucking a cute girl who sat next to me at the ball game the other day. She had her hands all over me. I felt her hand moving into my crotch and, if the game hadn’t been called due to rain, I’m sure her hand would have been inside my fly and wrapped around a pretty stiff cock.”
“You’re married, Zeke.”
“Yes, but that doesn’t mean I can’t dream about fucking another girl. It doesn’t mean I’m going to do it. Just the thought of it gets me hot while I’m jacking off. A guy’s got to let his mind wander into all sorts of hot stuff.”
Zeke and his dad lay quietly as they concentrated on stroking their penises vigorously. Zeke began to feel that an orgasm may be close.
“Dad, are you ready? I’m ready to shoot whenever you are.”
Toby looked down at his penis. “I’m afraid I’m nowhere near. I don’t know why.”
“Are you thinking about fucking a cute girl?”
“Yes . . . I mean.”
“Here, Dad. Let me take hold of that and jack it off. That might help you.”
“Hey, wait a minute. What are you doing? Touching another man’s penis is nasty. It’s not something you should do.”
Zeke pushed his dad’s hand off and took hold of his penis. “Here, I’ll give you a good jack-off. I’m an expert, don’t forget.”
Zeke twisted his hand around and up and down the full length of Toby’s penis. “Now tell me when you’re about to cum, and I’ll let you take over. Then we’ll both cum together.”
When Zeke felt his dad’s penis turn as hard as steel, he let go so Toby could grab it. They both stroked for less than a minute more and shot their loads together. They lay quietly and out of breath for several minutes. Zeke looked down at the pool of thick white cum on his stomach and ran his finger through it. When he sucked it off, Toby gasped.
“Christ, Zeke, what are you doing? That’s a nasty dirty thing to do. You shouldn’t put it in your mouth.”
“Dad, it tastes good. A lot of men eat their own cum. It kind of gives you a close connection to your own sexuality.”
“Well, that’s not for me.”
The next day was warm with a cloudless sky. Zeke and his dad decided to attend a ball game that afternoon. During the 7th Inning stretch, they went to the restroom. As he stood at the long row of urinals, Toby glanced furtively down the row, left and right, at all those penises peeing and getting shaken. Zeke wondered if his dad was developing a penis fetish. For a man who never wanted to talk about sex, he seemed now to be opening up his mind to a new world of interest that fascinated him.
When they returned to their seats, Toby said, “Zeke, have you ever seen a penis that wasn’t circumcised? I never did until today. The one standing next to me had all this big flap of skin hanging over the head. As he peed, he kept moving that skin back and forth over the head. The oddest thing.”
“Yes, I’ve seen guys who weren’t circumcised. Some claim the feeling is much better that way. But I wonder how they can make the comparison.”
Toby shook his head. “I don’t know how the feeling can be any better.”
When they returned home later that afternoon, Toby seemed at loose ends again. Ever since his wife died, he’d seemed gloomy much of the time, but now Zeke could sense a measure of excitement in his eyes.
“Dad,” he said, “you know the dirty book store over by the Mall? I think while you’re fixing dinner, I’ll zip over there and rent a good circle-jerk video. I know you find it hard to understand how guys can touch each other’s penises and all that, and this’ll give you a chance to see what it’s like.”
“Well, I just have an idle curiosity. That’s all.”
“Sure Dad. I’ll be right back.”
After supper, Zeke invited his dad to strip down and lie on his single bed with him. He put the DVD in the player and lay next to his dad.
There were all of ten men on the video, ranging in age, it seemed, from the twenties into the sixties. All were fine physical specimens. They were fully clothed at first, appearing like a group of businessmen at a meeting. Then, as though on cue, they began to strip off their clothes, piece by piece, until they were all completely naked. They sat next to one another on a large U-shaped sectional sofa and slowly began stroking their hard cocks. Soon, various moans and groans were heard as they each became more intent on jacking themselves off.
Toby’s eyes were literally bulging out at the sight as he stroked his own hard penis. Suddenly, they saw one of the men reach over and take hold of the balls of the one sitting next to him. Toby gasped. Another of the men moved his free hand across the thigh of the one sitting next to him and then took over jacking that man off. As time went on, there was more touching and caressing of one another, while continuing to jack off. The moaning became louder and more erotic.
Zeke wondered what would happen if he reached over again and took his dad’s cock in his hand and started stroking like he had done a few nights before and like the men were doing on the video.
The video had been running now for about ten minutes. Toby gave a little gasp. “Look at that,” he said.
Zeke looked up and saw one of the men had crouched down on the floor between the legs of the man next to him and was sucking the man’s hard cock. Zeke hadn’t realized that would be on a video about circle jerks. It wasn’t something he was interested in and didn’t want his dad to see it. He was sure it would turn his dad off of everything .
Toby stopped stroking and stared at the video with his mouth open. By now, several men were sucking off the others.
“Jeese, they’re a bunch of fags, Zeke,” he said shaking his head. “How can they do that.”
“Dad, haven’t you ever had a blow job?”
“Of course. But never by another man. Only fucking queers do that. Sorry for the language.”
Zeke turned off the video. His dad had apparently reached the limit of his interest. Zeke, too, wasn’t keen on seeing the action degrade to that point.
“I’m sorry, Dad,” he said. “I didn’t realize they were going to take it beyond a simple circle-jerk.”
Dad stared at the blank screen. “There certainly isn’t anything impotent about those men. Watching them jack off one another seems like innocent fun. But putting another man’s penis in your mouth is beyond innocence. It’s dirty and perverse. Every one of those men are fags. Those men are sick, depraved. I hope that wasn’t going to be the next bit of fun you were planning on introducing me to.”
“No Dad,” Zeke said as he hesitantly put his hand on his dad’s bare thigh. “I have no interest in doing anything like that. I didn’t know the video included blow jobs. If I had, I wouldn’t have rented it.”
Dad shook his head. “And I suppose they fuck each other, too, which is just as bad.”
“I think they do, Dad. Just like men and women, it’s usually the culmination of their love-making and . . . .”
“I don’t want to hear it. It’s not something normal people talk about. I can understand displaying one’s manhood to other men. A man’s penis defines him. And without it, he’s nothing. Being able to produce sperm in good quantities is what makes a man a man. He should have the right to hold up his manhood as a model of masculine strength in the presence of his friends and others. But what they’re doing, flopping all over the floor like that, and slobbering all over each other’s bodies is absolutely degrading.”
“Okay, Dad.”
Toby had always been the reigning authority figure in Zeke’s life, but now he realized he’d probably become too venturesome in breaking through the wall his dad put up against changing his views about sex. He’d originally wanted only for him to recapture the joys of masturbation. He’d tried to be circumspect and cautious in his efforts, but one thing led to another and it simply went too far.
Zeke’s own sexual yearnings had always centered around sex with women, his beautiful wife, his masturbation fantasies and the erotic enjoyment he found in circle jerks. His dad was right. Those circle jerks were by all means a display of a man’s individual masculine powers, a contest where there were winners and losers, involving the emotions of envy and pride. Zeke remembered back on the night when his dad and he first masturbated together. When Toby came and shot that huge load of thick cum all over his stomach, he looked into Zeke’s eyes with an unmistakable look of pride on his face that said, “Can you beat that, Son?”
That night, Toby invited Zeke into his own double bed. Zeke felt strange at first having his father in his narrow bed, but he rather felt quite at home lying naked in his father’s bed. They hardly spoke, but simply started jacking off. But there was one last thing Zeke wanted between he and his dad . . . to jack off each other. Toby didn’t object when he saw them doing it on the video. It was the cock-sucking that turned him off.
“Dad, there’s something I’d like you to do.”
“What’s that?”
“I’d like you to jack me off. It would please me a lot.”
As Toby hesitantly moved his hand over and took hold of Zeke’s dripping piece of manhood, he said, “This is wrong, Zeke. It’s dirty. I shouldn’t be doing this.”
“But you can’t resist, can you dad?” Zeke said with a wry smile. After you get me off, I want to jack off your cock.” Zeke noticed the usual grimace on his dad’s face at Zeke’s use of the word ‘cock.’
When they finished, and they’d both cum, it was clear to Zeke that his dad had once again won the day. With his considerably larger penis, he’d shot several inches higher on his stomach than his son had. Zeke was glad. He was so glad.
The next day, Zeke arranged to have lunch with his friend Tom in a small café next door to his law office. They talked about a lot of things, but Zeke was curious about something.
“Tom, I’m going to have to return home in a few days. I hope we can find time to get together for another jerk-off session.”
“We’ll make time, Zeke.”
“I have a question for you. Have you ever had a blow job?”
“Of course,” Tom Said. “We both have.”
“I know, but have you ever had a man suck you off?”
“What are you doing, Zeke? You want me to start revealing my darkest secrets?”
“No, but I saw a porn video not long ago where guys were sucking each other off. I’ve never seen that before. But I just want to know, honestly and confidentially as a friend, if you’ve had that experience. If you have, I’m not going to shout it from the housetops.”
“Okay. Sure. Once. Back in my pre-Law days, my roommate sucked me off a couple of times.”
“Did you like it,” Zeke asked.
“You bet I did. Best blow jobs I ever had. He took it all the way down his throat. It seemed like all the women I’ve had blow me, including my wife, were just too dainty about it.
Zeke looked Tom in the eye and said, “Now for the sixty-four million dollar question.”
“I know what your going to ask, Zeke. Sure, I felt obliged to repay him. And, yeah, it wasn’t bad. He had a cock any guy’d be envious of. He was a real stud. He had the most gorgeous girls climbing all over him. He’d come in late at night and tell me about the girl he’d fucked that night while I lay there jacking off under the sheet. I understand he got one girl pregnant. One reason sucking him off was okay was that I imagined that cock had been in a bunch of girls’ pussies.”
“So, he wasn’t . . . you know . . . Gay?
“Hell, no. He just liked to suck guys’ cocks. It turned him on. He told me a lot of straight guys suck cock. I can see where that might happen, especially after I had his cock down my throat.”
“What did you do with his cum when he shot it in your mouth? How did it taste?”
“I swallowed it. It tasted just like my own.”
Tom looked at Zeke with a smile on his face. “Hey, buddy, you sound like you might be interested in something like that.”
“I might be, since you say it’s pretty good.”
“Well, Zeke, maybe we can arrange that before you go home to your wife.”
A couple of nights before Zeke left for home, he and Tom got together at his office after closing time one night. Zeke was really very apprehensive about sucking Tom off. Somehow, it didn’t seem right. But after seeing the men on the video do it, and knowing that Tom had done it, he was really very curious.
When it was over, Zeke was surprised how much it excited him to have a hard penis in his mouth, and to taste Tom’s cum. And Tom was right. The blow job he gave was far and away more erotic and exciting than any woman had given him.
Before Zeke left, he asked Tom if he would be kind enough to look in on his dad from time to time.
“Tom, my dad has been doing quite well lately. He’s been working through his grief over my Mom’s death very well.”
“I’ll be glad to visit him often.”
Zeke lowered his voice. “Tom, since you’ve always been my best friend, I want to share something with you confidentially. You remember I told you that I wished that my dad would start masturbating again to help raise his spirits and get him out of his doldrums. Well, I worked hard on him while I’ve been here, and he’s finally rediscovered the joys of jerking off.”
“How did you do that?”
“Well, I managed to get in bed with him and eventually got him to jack off with me. It was hard going, though, since he resisted me almost every step of the way. But I think he’s really into it now. I also got him to like jacking me off and letting me jack him off. He’s not into sucking cock, though, and is disgusted with the idea of eating another guy’s cum.”
“Wow, Zeke. What an amazing thing you were able to do. My own dad and I are perfectly open to talking about sex and masturbation and all that, but it never happened that we saw each other masturbate, much less doing it together.”
“I just wanted you to know that, Tom. I told him about you and I having enjoyed jacking off together for many years. And I also mentioned that we got involved with a number of circle-jerks together. I think he’s okay about doing it with me, but he’s not so sure about doing with a group of guys.
“Boy,” Tom said, “you’ve really made some progress with him.”
“I just wanted you to know, Tom, so that if anything comes up about it, you won’t be surprised and can deal with it.”
“Well, Zeke, I don’t know if I’ll have a reason to bring up that subject myself.”
“I know, Tom. But if you do, or he mentions it, don’t worry about it. Just play along, if you know what I mean. I think additional reinforcement from you will help.”
“Okay, Zeke, I’m sure we’ll do fine.”
On the day before Zeke left for home, he talked to his Dad and told him he’d asked Tom to look in on him from time to time.
“Dad, I just want to be sure you’re okay.”
Toby’s eyes brightened. “Isn’t Tom the friend you jack off with sometimes? The one who’s been in circle jerks with you?”
“Sure, that’s him, Dad. If the subject of masturbation or circle jerks comes up, don’t worry. He’s very amenable to talk about it, especially if he knows you don’t object to that kind of activity.”
“Well,” Toby said, “it’s very nice of him to find the time to visit me once in a while. I’m sure we’ll get along fine.”
On the drive home, Zeke smiled to himself most of the way. He was certain both his Dad and Tom would see to it that masturbation and circle jerks would be major topics of conversation. And knowing his dad as well as knowing the smooth way that Tom always handled things, they would end up enjoying every minute of their time together. Furthermore, Zeke thought, with Toby being subject to Tom’s suave, velvety, and convincing personality, he might find himself believing that sucking another man’s penis is not all that terrible after all. Zeke was pleased that he seized the opportunity to get Dad and Tom together . . . alone.
When Zeke was greeted at the door that evening, his wife asked, “How’s your Dad feeling?”
“Well, Honey, I think he’s going to be fine. Really fine indeed.”
Several days later in the late afternoon, Tom drove up to Toby’s house and went to the door. When he rang the bell, Toby appeared.
“Well, hello there, Tom.”
“Mr. Cummings, I promised Zeke I’d pay you a visit once in awhile after he left for home to make sure you’re doing well.”
“That’s very nice of you, Tom. Come on in. I was just about to fix myself a drink. Will you join me?”
“Yes, thank you.”
Come on in the kitchen with me. I’m having my usual Scotch on the rocks. What would you like? I’ve got beer and wine if you’d rather.”
“No, I think I’ll join you with a Scotch on the rocks, please. You’re looking very well, Mr. Cummings. The last time I saw you, you seemed so depressed.”
“Oh, yes. It always helps me to have Zeke here with me. Don’t know what I’d do without him. He talked with me a lot on this last visit and got me straightened out on a lot of things. Let’s go in the living room where we can be comfortable.”
After they were seated, Tom took a sip of his drink. “Mmm, this is good. I understand you had good news after your prostate biopsy. No cancer.”
“Yes, Tom, that was good news. I was spared having to go through surgery. I suppose a man is no longer a man once he loses his prostate.”
“I’m sure that’s true, Mr. Cummings. I know the side effects of that surgery are not pleasant. I hope the day doesn’t come when I can no longer . . . you know . . . make love to my wife.”
Toby raised his eyebrows in surprise. “Why wouldn’t you be able to . . . do that if you had surgery?”
Tom hesitated, then leaned forward like he was revealing a secret. “Well, I understand after such surgery, a man is often not able to . . . uh . . . get an erection.”
Toby also leaned forward slightly. “My word, Tom, you’re not serious.”
“I am serious. It can change a man’s life and cause him to be severely depressed. I suppose you went through that, Mr. Cummings, when you lost your wife. You were no longer able to . . . I mean . . . you couldn’t . . . .”
“Quite right, Tom. But Zeke straightened me out on that, and I’m really quite fine now.”
Tom knew what Zeke had done, but he would ask anyway. “What could Zeke have possibly done to bring about such a change in your thinking?
“Well, Tom, I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but you’re a grown man and you know about these things, I’m sure.” Toby leaned forward again and spoke softy as though someone might be listening. “It’s masturbation,” he whispered.
“Masturbation?”
“Yes. Not only had I been saddened by my wife’s death, but I hadn’t realized that the lack of . . . you know . . . sex was taking a toll on me.”
Tom nodded. “I can see not having that available to you, or to any man, would cause great distress.”
“Indeed it had. But Zeke took the bull by the horns, so to speak, and reminded me of the great relief and peace of mind that can come with masturbation. If you can believe it, I’d always thought such a thing was practiced only by young boys. But if you’ll pardon me for mentioning this, Zeke told me that you and he both still masturbate and . . . you still do it together sometimes.”
“Oh, yes, that’s true. It’s just a couple of guys . . . a couple of really good friends . . . enjoying getting off together. We have a good time. It’s kind of a bond between us. There’s no embarrassment or anything like that.”
“Well, Tom, I’ll admit to you that Zeke finally talked me into doing it with him. And, as you say, it’s good to just be open with a friend and do it together. As Zeke says, everyone does it, and there’s no point in keeping it a secret from those you’re close to.”
“You’re absolutely right Mr. Cummings. Did Zeke ever mention to you about circle-jerks?”
“Please call me Toby. No point in our being so formal. Here, let me have your glass. I think we both need a refill.”
When Toby returned, he said, “Yes, Zeke did tell me about the circle-jerks you and he participated in. It shocked me at first, but doing it with him made me think that doing it with more than one other man might be rather interesting. Being with others, I find, tends to take me out of myself, if you know what I mean.
Tom smiled. “I think I do. I have to admit to you, Toby, if it were just Zeke and myself sitting here alone talking about this, it probably wouldn’t be long before we were . . . you know.”
“Not long before what?” Toby asked.
“Well, you know, Zeke and I would probably be jerking our dicks by this time.”
Toby smiled. “Really?” He picked up the two empty glasses and rushed into the kitchen for refills.
When Toby returned, he sat on the edge of his chair and repeated, “Really? You would?”
“Sure, if no one else was around that might be offended. I kind of think, Toby, you might not be offended.”
“Well, I don’t know. I guess not.”
“We’d sort of see that we each had bulges in our pants, and we’d just do it.”
“Bulges?”
“Sure, Toby. Kind of like the one you have right now hanging down inside your left pant leg. Zeke was right. You’ve got a real monster there.”
Toby laid his hand over the bulge and smiled. “He told you that?”
“Yeah. Remember he and I are really close friends. We keep no secrets from each other.”
“I can see that,” Toby said, “and I can also see you’re making no secret of your own bulge.”
They both stared at each other in silence for several minutes.
“How about it Toby. We’re just two guys alone for the evening. Is there any law against our having a little fun? You know, a little relief from the tensions of the day. I had a hard day in court today, and I think I could use a little relief.”
“Here? You mean, right here?”
“It doesn’t matter. Wherever’s your pleasure, Toby. But if you’d rather not . . . .”
Toby’s face began to flush. “Oh no. It’s not that. Maybe upstairs would be best.”
Tom finished his drink and put his glass down. “Well, onward and upward, Toby.”
Toby hadn’t expected this turn of events. But it felt as though every cell in his body was crying out for him to do this. After all, it was just as Tom had said. They were just two guys who liked to masturbate with each other. No harm in that.
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