Perverts 'R' Us

Me and My Friend Dwight

By N3Orl ( m/m, mast )

I was 2 years ahead of Dwight in school. When I was a junior in high school, he was a freshman. I had known him all through school, but at times we got separated by going to different schools. Dwight was somewhat handicapped and had trouble walking.

I had always been fascinated with Dwight. Whenever I thought about him I often wondered about what it would be like to see my friend naked. We had lunch together on most days and always had a chance to talk.

"If I can find a place for us to sneak off and be alone will you come with me?" I asked.

"Sure." he said.

Once we found a place where no one was around, I decided I'd see how far I could take our friendship.

"Dwight, I have something I've always wanted to ask you."

"What is it?" he asked.

"First, how old are you now?" I said.

"I'm 14 now." he told me.

"I would like to see how you're developing." I told him

"What should I do?"

"Well first I want you to pull your pants down for me."

"You sure?"

"Yes, how can I see how you're growing if you don't pull your pants down?" I asked him.

"Oh, ok." he said.

"Do you need any help?" I asked, because with Dwight being handicapped he had trouble with his motor skills.

"Maybe you should, because I'm kinda nervous." he told me. I had him turn to face me.

"Just relax and I'll help you."

I undid the snap on his jeans and pulled his zipper down. When I got his pants open, I saw he was wearing the classic white briefs with the blue band around the waist. I worked my fingers into the waistband of his briefs. I got his pants down and saw that Dwight had a nice-sized dick for a 14-year-old.

"What are you going to do now?" he asked.

"You look very nervous, maybe it would help you to relax if I pull you off." I answered.

"I've never done that." he said.

"Would you like to find out what it feels like?" I asked.

"Yes." he said.

I had him turn to face so his right side was next to me.

"Now watch what I do so you can return the favor." I told him.

"Ok."

I had Dwight stand so his right side was next to me. I took my right hand and wrapped it around his cock. For a 14-year-old, his cock wasn't that long, but it was fairly good-sized around. I started pumping his cock and I could feel he was able to get a good, strong erection. When I moved my hand back I could feel the small ring of hair he had at the base of his cock.

"How's that feel?" I asked.

"I can feel something starting to build up in my dick." he said.

"That's what should happen. When it gets too much, just let it out and you'll feel better." I told him. I stopped and to show him that his head was getting wet with precum.

"Am I peeing?" he asked.

"No, but you're getting ready to have your first cum." I told him.

I knew he was getting close, so I started stroking faster. After a minute I could tell his body was starting to tense up.

"I can't hold it back." he said.

"Don't hold it back, let it shoot out." I told him.

After I said that, Dwight made a loud grunt and began shooting his cum in large, think ropes.

"Good boy, shoot it all out." I told him.

It took Dwight about a minute and a half to finish ejaculating. I knew I had to keep pumping him to clean him out.

"How did that feel?" I asked.

"You were right, I feel really relaxed." he said.

"For your first time, you shot pretty far."

"It felt great." he said.

After Dwight had his cum, I let him rest and pull his pants up.

"What's next?" he asked.

"After you rest and get your pants back up I'm gonna have you do me."

"Really?" he said.

"Yes when someone jacks you off, it's polite to return the favor." I explained.

After Dwight got his pants up and fastened I had him sit in my place and I stood next to him.

"Here, I'll help you." I said. I quickly undid my pants and pulled them and my underwear down.

"Wow, yours is a lot bigger than mine." he said.

"Well, I'm older than you. As you get older, you'll get bigger." I told him. He then reached out and wrapped his hand around my dick.

"You're doing good, just keep a steady pace." I said.

I found that Dwight was good at pulling me off and I was building fast.

"Speed up just a little." I told him. Once he did speed up I could tell it wouldn't be long.

"I'm getting ready to shoot, remember when I start shooting, don't stop stroking."

"Ok." he said. After a few more strokes, I started cumming.

"Wow you can let it fly." Dwight said as he kept pulling my dick.

"I did shoot a good one, didn't I?"

"Yeah, you shot almost as far as me." he said.

"I feel better now, how about you?"

"It was really fun and relaxing." he said.

It had been a few days since I'd seen Dwight when I saw him in the lunchroom.

"Hi, I'm glad I found you." he said.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"I've been studying and taking tests all week and I can't relax." he said. "I've been trying to relax like you showed me but I'm too nervous to do it." he added.

"When we finish eating I'll pull you off, maybe twice to help you relax." I said.

"Ok." he said. We finished our lunch I could tell Dwight was shaking from all the tension.

After lunch we went to our private place where nobody would find us. Dwight couldn't wait to open his pants.

"This time take your jeans and briefs off."

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yeah, trust me." I told him.

I watched as Dwight undid his jeans and pulled them and his briefs down. As nervous as Dwight was, he had no trouble getting his pants off.

"Come over here and lie down." I told him. Even in his nervous state, Dwight had a firm hardon.

Dwight lay down on the floor. I took his cock in my hand and began stroking. With Dwight being anxious it took him a while to get hard. Once he was hard, Dwight relaxed and began enjoying my hand job. Dwight began slightly moaning, and then I knew he was enjoying my work.

After several minutes, Dwight's breathing changed and I could feel his cock get stiffer. He gave a big sigh and began cumming in large, thick ropes that flew several feet.

"How's that feel?" I asked.

"Wonderful." he said, as he was still cumming.

"I didn't know you could cum that much." I said to him.

"It was all that stress that I built up." he remarked.

"I'll let you rest a minute to see if you need to jack off again." I said. I didn't tell him, but watching him shoot that load made me get hard.

"Do you want to cum again?" I asked him.

"Do we have enough time?" he wanted to know.

"Yes, if you want I can make this one feel different." I said.

"How?" he asked.

"Just relax." I told him.

Dwight lay still as I picked up his cock and began stroking it again. Next I took my free hand and starting fondling his balls.

"Wow that feels even better, what are you doing different?"

"I'm using one hand on your cock and the other on your balls."

"That's more relaxing." he told me.

After a few minutes, Dwight began grunting and then shooting another healthy load. Dwight had the gift of shooting nice, long strings of cum He will make any girl happy with the way he cums.

After some rest, Dwight got dressed and went back to class. I helped Dwight many times after that.