Carl's Side:
James has been my friend since we were six years old. He told his story about his big mistake when he was fourteen. This is my side of the story just to set things straight. James spent a lot of time at my house because my parents worked all the time. Since we entered puberty he liked to jerk off with me. I was the first to produce sperm when I was twelve. I demonstrated this to James and we have been doing it ever since.
I was the one to hear about the glory hole in the fence near the park. It was there where an old guy would give blowjobs. I would ride my bike by there as many times as I could to see if the tales were true. David who goes to school with my older brother told me he went there all the time. I was curious so I followed him one day and I saw him get a blow job.
James really got excited when I told him about it and he wanted us to visit the fence. He was excited when I told him David put his hard-on through a hole and someone sucked it for him. He asked, "You saw him with a hard-on. He didn't try to hide it?" He asked me, "Did you try to get a blow job? Would you let someone suck you off?" I said, "I would stand in my front yard naked if I could get a blow job." And I would have because I guess I'm a pervert.
I was horny when we headed to the park. I wanted to try the hole. James and I walked back to the fence and looked through the hole. I didn't see anyone behind it. My perversion took over and I unzipped my fly and pulled my hard dick out and I started stroking it. It turned me on to show hard in front of my best friend. He was always looking at my junk. I walked to the hole and I pushed my hard bone through it even though no one was back there. I wanted to see James reaction. He kept saying, "Shit Carl you are going to get caught. We should just leave."
I started telling him, "I'm not leaving until I get my dick sucked." I knew no one was back there but I enjoyed putting on a show for James. I pulled out my dick and turned toward him and I continued to beat off. He was fixed on my actions. His face was red as he locked on my rod. I told him, "Dude go behind the fence and see if you can see my dick." He looked nervous yet excited as he moved away toward the other side of the fence. He yelled, "I think I'm at the hole." I pushed my dick through the fence. James said, "I see it, pervert."
We laughed all the way back to my house. I kept complaining about not getting a blow job. James kept saying he couldn't believe that I pushed my cock through the fence. He said, "Your dick looked like a one eyed snake." We went into my room. I started undressing and I just started jerking off in front of James. I never did it like this before. Usually we jerked off next to each other but today I put on a show for James and I watched his reaction. I told him, "I going to find someone to suck me off." He pissed me off when he said, "I think you are starting to acting like a fag with the glory hole thing." I fired back, "You are the fag not me. I see you looking at me all the time." I challenged him, "I think you wanted to jerk me off a few minutes ago." He started denying my accusations, "I don't want to jerk you off. I'm not a pervert like you." I begged, "No one will know. You could just do it for a few minutes." He got pissed and he stormed out. It was at this point I started thinking about James reaction to my show. It was turned on.
He was gone about thirty minutes before he returned. I knew I had won a battle. James was more submissive and he agreed to jerk me off. I saw that his pants were tented. I laughed, "Look who's the fag. You are on the bone thinking about my dick." He said, "Shut up asshole or I will change my mind. We rode back to the park and James went behind the fence. I pushed my cock through the hole. He said, "You won't tell anyone about this?" I didn't have time to answer when I felt him grab my cock. He tried to jerk it but I was too dry. I said, "Use some spit." I felt the warmth of his breath as he lubed my cock with his spit. It was the greatest feeling in the world having someone else strokes my cock. I blasted my friend quickly. I pissed James off again when I told him how much I liked him jerking me off. I joked, "Who were you calling a fag earlier?"
I jerked off at least three more times last night. I wish I could have seen James spitting on my cock yesterday before he gave me a hand job. I knew I had to get him back at the fence again. He agreed to go back this morning and it felt great to have my pole back through the fence. I asked him to give me some more spit lube and jerk me off. He did it from behind the fence and I was soon shooting my cum. I almost came unglued as someone said, "Move over and let me have a turn. I'm in a hurry." An older boy was standing next to me and had his shorts around his knees. He was stroking a really large cock. I backed away from the fence and he pushed his cock in the hole. I didn't put my cock away. I just stood there not believing what I saw.
He asked, "Someone back there?" I nodded yes. He yelled, "Suck it, I'm in a hurry." I watched as he fucked in and out of the hole. He started saying, "Oh shit that feels good. Watch the teeth, Yea that's it. Oh man, I getting near." Then he looked at me, "I going to feed him my cum. Oh shit. Swallow it." I watched as he pulled his hard dick from the hole. There was a string of cum attached to his dick dripping to the ground. He pulled up his pants, "Later." He left.
I still have the image in my mind of the guy getting sucked off by James. I knew right then that I had to get James to do me. My best friend was a cock sucker and a cum swallower. We left the park and James wouldn't talk. I didn't know what to say either. The next day I didn't see James. I ended up calling him. I wanted to know why he did it. He answered and was coy, "I don't want to talk about yesterday. Why didn't you warn me? He shot in my mouth." I told him the guy pushed me aside and was already jerking off. I also said, "Shit, I can't believe how big his dick was. You sucked him off." He asked, "Who was it?" I told him it was an older guy about the age of my brother. He was probably in high school.