Jerking Off with Jérôme in the Shower: My Best Friend’s Explosive Cum After Our First Mutual Stroke

Jérôme and I had just busted nuts watching that erotic flick. First time jerking together. We shot hard loads all over our chests, eyes locked on each other’s throbbing cocks exploding. Cum drying sticky on our skin. Hearts racing. We needed a shower. Stat.

Jérôme gets up, heads to the bathroom. I follow on autopilot. He steps under the hot spray, turns with that killer smile. ‘Come on, David! After that, showering together’s no big deal.’ His face lights up, so fucking cute. Inches away, my dick twitches again. No moves from him, but that taboo we smashed? It’s got us both buzzing.

The Approach

He turns, soaps up. Water cascades over his smooth, hairless body. Pool slips never showed how silky his skin is. Urge to touch hits like a freight train. I fight it. What the fuck’s happening to me?

He faces me. ‘That was awesome earlier, right?’ ‘Yeah… You jerk off a lot?’ ‘Daily, man. Insane I did it with a dude. Heart’s still pounding like mad.’ ‘Same here!’ Relief floods me. Same feelings. Bros sharing jerk secrets, no shame.

His hand on my chest, checking pulse. Innocent, but electric. ‘Damn, racing like a sprint finish!’ Water drips off him. Tiny nipples, but those nips? Rock hard, begging. My cock swells. Hand to his chest. Feel his firm pec. Fingers circle his left nip slow. He gasps, breaths heavy. His dick springs up, rigid between us.

‘You like that?’ ‘Fuck yes, nips are my spot. Love pinching them.’ ‘Me too.’ ‘Your cock’s longer, nice upward curve.’

Light caresses on his wet torso. Each nipple flick makes him shiver. Cock pulses harder. Left hand pinches right nip. Circles. He’s close already.

Eyes lock, pleading. ‘David… Jerk me off. Make me cum.’ Turns back, offers himself over shoulders. I’m taller, perfect. Press behind, my aching boner against his waist. Arms wrap his ripped torso. Nipple massage resumes. Pecs flex under my palms. Head on his shoulder, view of perfection. Envy his sculpt.

Right hand trails abs. They crunch tight. Trace each ridge slow. First time touching a guy lost in my strokes. His left hand grabs my ass, urging. ‘Please, David… Grab my cock…’

Grip it. Holy shit. Another dude’s meat in my fist. Rock hard, straight as arrow, thick. Shorter than mine, but girthier. Feels like jerking myself. Pump steady. Left hand roams chest. Balls heavy, shaved. Roll them gentle.

‘Jerk me good, gonna cum… Feels huge…’ ‘Love how stiff you are. Like my balls?’ ‘Finish me…’

The Explosion

Soap-water lube perfect. Palm his fat head, skin stretched tight. My trigger spot. ‘Your dick’s gorgeous. Precum oozing. Balls full again? Shoot like a fountain, empty ’em!’

Words shock me. Libero total. Pump faster. Balls draw up. He trembles. Cock steel. Jet one blasts. ‘Yesssss!’ Five more ropes. Hand on abs, feel every spasm. His hand guides mine, milking last drops. Legs buckle, leans into me. Thick white cum swirls down drain.

‘Fuck, second load that huge!’ ‘Insane pleasure…’

He tweaks nips as I milk soft cock. Balls snug to base. Spasms hit. Dry heaves. ‘Stop… too much.’

Water off. Turns. My erection’s monstrous, painful. ‘Your turn? Balls loaded.’ Kneels. Hesitates on suck, then fists me firm.

Hanging balls swing. ‘Nice low-hangers!’ Plays them, then circles my bigger nips. Fireworks. Hand in his wet hair. ‘Jerk me hard!’

Squeeze base, blocks cum. Builds torture-bliss. Releases. Prostate explodes. Legs jelly, he steadies. Cum arcs over shoulder, then paints his chest. He grins, coated. Nipples glazed.

Drained. Never cum like that.

We dried off quiet. One more mutual years ago. Then nada. He moved away. Lost touch. Scared of more? Hétéro me, but chase that bro-bond jerk high. Rare trust. Utopia? Maybe.