Me and James - Sex Stories

Me and James

... slip off my boxers, spit on my cock and start to wank. I still keep my gaze on the TV screen, watching the intense fucking in front of me. But it wasn't enough. I wanted to watch James. I finally pluck up the courage to turn my head. It was only for a moment but it was enough. Seeing the full spectacle that was sitting beside me. James. Totally naked, his legs spread, jerking his huge cock. He was slightly rubbing his inner thigh with his free hand, lounged back on the sofa bed, softly biting his lower lip as he continued to watch the TV. He obviously didn't mind me looking, he paid no attention to me, it was as though I wasn't even in the room, he was totally lost in the hot German fucking he was witnessing. Sitting side by side on a small sofa bed, both our legs spread, jacking off, hard and steady (I tried to match his pace) didn't leave much room, his leg was slightly touching mine, which was great, feeling his soft fuzzy leg hair touching my skin. Then he threw his leg over mine. What the fuck!? I thought. I looked at him. He didn't look back, still gazing at the television stroking his long thick cock, biting his lip. I didn't know what to do but then the feeling of his skin on mine as we both wanked ourselves was enough to make me not care about the awkwardness, I just went with it, and it was great. James' breathing began to get heavier, he lubed himself up with more spit and started to jerk his cock faster. I didn't care about the awkwardness, if he was going to ...

... cum I wanted to see it. He was really going to town on his cock now, as he sped up so did I. I watched him, stroking like a daemon, rubbing his inner thigh and biting his lip even harder now. He began to moan, adding to the sounds from the TV, his flat, toned stomach began to heave in and out. He was close. Beads of sweat were appearing on his stomach and brow, he looked amazing. His moans became shorter, more frequent, his head was back, his eyes closed, cutely biting his lip. Still jerking like crazy his thigh rubbing had stopped, he was now clenching it firmly with his hand, just beside his balls, as his thigh lay flopped over mine, I could feel him tensing. Then he exploded. He looked down at his cock as he was stroking it, his mouth open, his breathing stopped, his moans had turned to screams, three short loud screams as he emptied his huge cock over his washboard stomach and lean pec's, his hot body going into little spasms. I followed suit. I wanked myself even harder while looking at him cum. a few hard moans and my belly was also plastered with seed. He relaxed back into the sofa bed, his breathing heavy, his head threw back and his eyes closed. I just sat there, staring at the huge wad of semen stuck to his body, dripping down his chest and down his stomach along with his sweat . His huge cock was still throbbing slightly, glistening with spit and cum. He looked like a God in that moment. My load wasn't as impressive, but I didn't care, the orgasm was amazing. We sat ...