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Getting to Know Steve

MM WS Oral

By Jack Santoro

Id met Steve at a party and we quickly warmed up to
each other. We were the only two single men there, and
we quickly decided that we didnt quite fit in. This
was when he suggested we go to his apartment a few
blocks away. 

Inside, he fixed drinks for us, and we continued our
conversation:

Were both divorced, he began. Im glad to be out
of that poisonous relationship.

Me, too, I said. Do you date?

No, not now. At first, I tried dating, but I found
that most women our age are very hard-boiled, and not
much fun to be with. How about you?

I used to date at first too, I replied. I found the
same thing you did. Most women I met had really bad
attitudes towards men. They were very distrustful, and
carrying a lot of emotional baggage. Nowadays if I
feel horny, I just jack off. Its a lot cheaper, and
you dont have to say `I love you or any of that
crap.

Same here. Anyway, I found that sex with women isnt
all that great.

I had some bad experiences with women, I said. They
expect too much.

Yeah, thats true, Steve said. Anyway, I think a
guy can give a much better hand job than most women.
Most women dont know how to handle a penis. Hearing
this, I decided to take a chance and said:

	Thats been my experience. Since my divorce, Ive
jacked off with another guy a few times. It was a lot
better than with a woman. I felt the other guy really
understood me. Steve reacted by smiling, and replied:

	Well, then want to try it with me? Were alone now,
and Im not expecting any company. When I nodded, he
stood and began disrobing. Steve was about my age,
early 40s, and almost as tall as my six feet. I stood
and began taking off my clothes as my heartbeat
increased with anticipation. 

	Hey, youre not circumcised? Steve commented as I
dropped my boxers to reveal my prick with its
long-nippled foreskin shrouding my big helmet. 

	I noticed you are, I replied, wondering if the
difference was going to be a problem.

	Yeah, the fuckin doctor cut me when I was born. He
told my parents it was cleaner to be cut, and they
believed him. I always hated it, and I really envy
guys who havent been cut. Theyve got so much more to
play with, and their tips are more sensitive. He took
me by the hand and led me into the bathroom, saying:

	I figure youd like to take a shower first. Its
been a hot day, and I think wed both feel more
comfortable.

	Id really like to take a shower now, especially if
youll be joining me, I said encouragingly. Steve
turned on the water, and we stepped in, sliding the
door shut behind us. We began soaping ourselves, and
Steve moved behind me to do my back.

	I want to run my hands over your body a little, he
said. He put his arms around me and I felt him cupping
my balls while his other hand closed around my penis. 

	That feels good, I said as I reached behind me to
clasp his penis, gently tweaking the head to stimulate
him. 

	Youve got lots of skin, he said as he grasped the
end of my foreskin and began tugging gently on it.
Its so long it forms a sort of nipple in front of
the head. I turned to face him, temporarily releasing
his prick, which had begun to swell under my touch.
Mine was swelling too.

Youve got a nice head on yours. Its helmet-shaped,
like mine, I said.

I noticed the shape of your tip. Its so big it
showed through the skin, even when you were soft.

You keep on pulling my foreskin like that youll get
me hard pretty fast. I like the way you touch me, I
said.

Here, let me show you something first, he said.
Ive got a shower spray and its really good on your
cock. He took down the shower head, which was at the
end of a long hose, and adjusted it to shoot hard
pulses of water in a narrow stream as he said:

You know us cut guys arent as sensitive as uncut
guys. This feels really good on my cock-head. Maybe
itll feel really good on yours too. Im going to
adjust the water as hot as we can stand it.

	That looks interesting, I said noncommittally. 

	Does your skin go back, or is it too tight? he
asked.

It slides back, Steve. Just push on it. Steve pushed
my hood all the way back to expose the head.

Hey it locks behind the rim. I like that. Youve got
a nice flare on that rim. He aimed the stinging spray
at my groin and I felt the sharp impacts on my most
sensitive parts. He now picked up my cock, cupping the
head and shaft in his left hand while he directed the
stream directly on my helmet. I shuddered at the
sudden sharp sensations.

Wow! I never felt anything like that before, I said.
That almost stings!

Its pretty intense, especially the first time, and
especially for an uncut guy. Your tips a lot more
sensitive than mine. Now dont be surprised if it
makes you want to pee. Just let it happen, and dont
be embarrassed. Steve was right. The sharp stinging
jets, hot as I could stand them, played over the broad
upper surface of my glans and on the blunt front dome,
loosening my sphincter although I tried to hold it in.

See, your streams starting to flow, he said. You
cant resist it. Nobody can. That hot water makes you
want to pee, and after youre empty itll make your
cock hard. It does that to me too. A thick yellow
stream parted the lips of my slit, and we watched as
it gushed over Steves lower legs on its way down to
the drain. My bladder emptied completely as I
shuddered with the intense feeling. 

Youre right, I said. Its intense, and really hot
and erotic.

I know. This is gonna make you hard after youve
drained yourself. He lifted my prick as my flow
relented and directed the pulsing stream at the
underside of my helmet. The stinging jets hammered at
my hot spot under the head and I felt my prick
swelling even more.

This is nice, I said. I guess you could make me
come this way.

I know I could make you come, he replied. My legs
began to tremble as he spoke because the stimulation
under my glans was so sharp and intense. 

You want to make me come here in the shower? I
asked.

No, then it would be over too quick, he answered.
Look, now that your cocks all hard, you do it to
me. He handed me the spray head. I cupped my left
hand under his half-hard manhood and held it up,
aiming the spray right at the round front dome of his
helmet so that the hot jets would hit his orifice. I
saw the lips of his long slit parting under the
pressure of the water, and a moment later his yellow
stream gushed out, showering my stomach. 

Thats really working on you too, I commented. 

Yeah, thats because its hitting the nerves under
the surface too. Its like using a vibrator. Youve
used one, havent you?

Ive got one, I said. I sometimes use it for
variety when I get tired of just using my hand. Now
that his stream was gushing full force, I shifted my
aim to the underside of his head, right into the deep
vee-groove.

With a vibrator, it doesnt matter if youre cut or
not. It really works on you because it hits the
deep-seated nerve endings. It takes me a lot longer to
come using my hand. Steves stream relented as his
prick hardened, and now we were both erect.

Yours is a bit longer than mine, I observed. Ive
got exactly six inches. I measured it, I said with a
grin.

I measured mine, too, he said, returning my grin.
Its about six and a half.

Your tips longer than mine, I said. Mines 1 7/8
long and the same wide. 

I measured mine, too, he replied. Its the same
width as yours and the length is ¼ longer.

We both have flaring rims, I commented as I let go
of hs prick and returned the shower head to its
mounting. 

Yeah, I think a flaring rim is so sexy, he said. I
guess you can tell Im really into cocks. His
confession made me feel that we had nothing to hide
from each other.

I admire pricks too, I said. I think there are a
lot of handsome ones out there, and that includes
yours. I really like the shape of the head on yours,
and the color too.

Its purple, just like yours. Yours is a bit darker,
and smoother, because youve got all that skin
protecting it. Your skins a real turn-on for me.

Im glad you like it, Steve. One woman wouldnt have
sex with me when she saw I was uncut.

Oh, to hell with her. Youre with me now, and I
really like your cock just the way it is, especially
the skin. He turned off the water and we dried each
other with the single towel from the rack. He took my
hand again and led me into the bedroom, where we sat
side by side on the edge of the queen-size bed.

You like this, I know, I said as I grasped the
helmet of his penis between thumb and forefinger and
began squeezing it rhythmically.

You bet I do. You really know what to do to a cock,
even one thats different from yours. Our pricks were
still hard, and my foreskin was still locked behind my
rim, leaving the head fully exposed like his. He
circled my shaft with thumb and forefinger and began
pulling back on the skin, and then bringing my
foreskin up to bump against my corona.

You seem to know exactly what I like, too, I said.
I  believe it when you say youre really into
pricks.

I like to study them, compare them, look at every
detail, especially if theyre different from mine. I
like to study the head, because to me thats the most
beautiful part of a mans cock. Yours is different
from mine, for example.

I know, I said. Yours is a bit longer than mine.
Even though theyre both helmet shaped, yours comes
almost to a point.

I saw that. Yours is blunt at the end, and your
slits different from mine.

Your slits longer, I said. Its also in a little
shallow groove at the front of the head.

Your slits not as long as mine, but now that youre
hard its pouting like a teardrop. Our tips would
still be different, even if I wasnt circumcised.

Your rims got the same flare as mine, I pointed
out. Being cut didnt affect that, either.

I like that sexy flare. Your rims also got those
little bumps Ive seen on some guys. I think those are
the nerve endings. Your rims pretty sensitive, isnt
it? He punctuated this declaration by lightly rubbing
his fingertip around my corona, making me shudder in
delight.

Sure its sensitive. That made me jump, I said. I
lifted his prick to view the underside. Youve got a
nice deep groove under the head. Youve still got your
gee-string too.

Yeah, at least the doctor didnt cut that off when he
circumcised me, Steve replied. Thats the hot spot
on most guys cocks.

Im glad youve still got yours. The doctor really
cut you tight. Youve got a thick brown scar behind
the head.

Yeah he cut me really tight, Steve answered
ruefully. My mother told me that they circumcised me
the day they sent us home, and that night she woke up
because I was crying. She opened my diaper and saw my
cock was hard and was bleeding where the edges of the
cut had separated. My parents took me to the emergency
room and they put a pressure bandage on my cock to
prevent erections because they said that the erection
caused the cut to separate. That left me with a thick
scar.

Is the skin just ahead of the scar very sensitive? I
asked as I ran my fingertip around the tissue between
his scar and the rim.

Oh, yeah, thats real sensitive, he said. I saw that
a drop of clear liquid had parted the lips of his
slit.

Youre seeping, I observed. That means youre
getting turned on.

I really am. This talk and comparing made me really
hot. He leaned over to smell my prick. I like the
odor of a freshly washed uncut cock. That smell really
does something for me. If a guy hasnt washed for a
few days, his skin starts to smell rancid, but yours
smells fresh and clean. I tweaked his glans again,
making his prick jump in my hand.

Squeezing the head stimulated the bulbo-cavernal
reflex, I informed him. This could even make you
come if I kept it up long enough.

I feel my cock-root throb each time you do that. Its
really stimulating. Steve cupped my balls as he spoke
and I cupped his.

Your balls are low-hangers, I said. Theyre getting
tighter now that youre getting excited.

My balls always tighten up when I get hot, he
replied. Yours seem to be tight anyway. Thats
another way were different.

You seep a lot more lube than I do, I said. Thats
another difference.

Your tips really smooth and shiny. My tips dry,
almost leathery. That comes from being circumcised.

Yeah, when they remove the foreskin, the head dries
out, I said.

And gets less sensitive, Steve added. Thats the
worst part of being cut. Thats why I really envy you
guys with skins.

Ill do my best to make sure you have a hot time
today, I said. Ive handled guys who were
circumcised, and they liked it.

And Ill do my best for you, Steve said, raising his
head to kiss me lightly on the lips. I hugged him to
me, feeling his heartbeat against my chest. 

Think we can come together? Steve whispered in my
ear.

Maybe we can, but I like coming one after the other.
That way I can watch and feel you coming, without any
distractions.

Youre probably right, he said. I close my eyes
when I come, and Id miss watching your shooting.

My mind shuts down when I come. I wouldnt really be
aware of your orgasm because Id be so wrapped up in
my own.

Do your eyes close too? he asked.

Oh, yeah, my eyes shut tight when I get close. I even
miss the show most of the time when I jack myself, I
laughed.

Its nice that were going nice and slow. Getting
there is half the fun, Steve observed.

I know it is, I said. I know also that youre
really enjoying the sex talk and the comparing.

Fuckin A, he said. Sex talk and touching a hot guy
always turns me on a lot. I placed a fingertip on the
end of his helmet and began spreading the lubricant in
small circles around the long slit.

Does your helmet swell just before you come? I
asked. Mine does.

Mine does too. It gets really hard and shiny, and the
rim stands out even more.

Your rim stands out pretty well now, I said. 

Thats because theres no skin behind it, like on
yours. Your skin bunches up behind the rim, and fills
in that groove. He pulled back on my shaft skin,
drawing the thick fleshy collar away from my corona.
See, your grooves as deep as mine when I pull your
skin back.

My rim stands out now, just like yours, I said.
Steve ran a fingertip lightly around my corona, and I
drew in my breath sharply in delight.

That does something for you, he observed. Your
heads very sensitive.

You can feel a lot of sensations in yours too, I
replied. As long as you keep it lubricated. I spread
the thick viscous fluid in wider circles over the
front of his glans.

I noticed that, he said. I dont find it as hot
when I jack my cock dry. I dont have enough skin to
pull up over the head, and touching the head dry
doesnt do anything for me. He was seeping more now,
and I was able to wrap my fingers around the swollen
helmet and use a gentle twisting stroke to excite him.


Thats really reaching deep inside me, he said. Im
glad Ive got lots of lube. You dont have much,
though. Want some of mine? Ive got a lot to spare.

Id like that, I replied. More lube would make my
foreskin slide easier. Steve stood and held his prick
above mine, and I removed my hand to let him milk his
shaft. 

See? I can squeeze a lot out for you, he said as he
ran his fingertip up along the underside of his shaft,
dripping drops of his precious juice onto my naked
glans. Now he pulled my foreskin forward, spreading
the thick liquid evenly along my helmet. 

Its nice, really nice, I commented.
	
Im glad youve got enough skin to cover the head
even when youre hard like this. That gives me more to
play with.

Long slow strokes do a lot for me, I said. I can
feel my foreskin stretching as you stroke it over the
big helmet.

I know youve got a lot of nerve endings in that
skin. Uncut guys can feel them stretching when I
stretch their skins. He peeled back my foreskin,
slowly revealing my glans, and then stretched it
tightly back to bare the deep groove behind my flaring
corona.

That feels so good, I said. Youre making the head
stand out and stretching the nerve endings at the same
time.

I know what turns you on, Jack. Ive had a little
experience handling uncut dicks. He leaned forward to
kiss me lightly on the lips again, and then sat down
next to me, his hand still wrapped around my prick.
Now he pushed my foreskin up to cover the head again,
stretching it as far forward as it would go.	

I like the way your skin makes that thick pucker
ahead of the helmet when I push it forward like this,
he continued.  That looks so sexy. As he spoke, I
kept twisting my fist around his glans.

I think my tips getting harder, I muttered. Can
you feel it?

Yeah, Jack. I can feel it through the skin. That
means youre close.

I think I am, I whispered as I lay back on the bed,
still twisting my fist around his swollen helmet to
excite him.

I think you should come first, he said. Your tips
more sensitive than mine. Do you get sleepy after you
come?

No, not necessarily, I answered. Do you?

Yeah, I get very sleepy. Thats another reason you
should bust your nut before I do. I might not be able
to finish you off if I come first.

Making me come will get you even more excited, I
said. I know stroking my foreskins getting you
pretty hot. Then youll really blast off when I finish
you.

Youre right, Jack. Just let me finish you off and
then you can do me. His fist increased its pace,
pumping my foreskin up and down over my now
well-lubricated helmet.

That feels nice, really nice, I whispered.

Does you tip get really sensitive when you come? he
asked. Lots of uncut guys get really sensitive then.

Yeah, it does, about halfway through. Thats when
youd better stop stroking me and just pull the skin
back all the way to keep me going. 

Ill watch for that, then, he said. Right now I can
see your tips getting darker.

Im feeling a tickle in my rim, Steve. I know Im
gettin closer. He kept up the steady pace, drawing
my foreskin down and then pushing it up again to form
a pucker in front of my swollen helmet.

Youve startin to leak, he observed. I just saw a
drop comin from your hole.

Im tightening up, I said through clenched teeth.
Youre makin me really hot.

I like to watch your face now that youre gettin
close. Your eyes just closed.

Yeah, yeah, was all I could whisper. My legs had
begun trembling, and my stomach muscles were tight. My
awareness of the outside world was fading fast and my
mind focused on the delicious sensations in my prick.
I could still hear him, although I had trouble
replying.

Im gonna pulls on your balls, he announced. Thats
gonna make the skin of your cock tighter. I felt his
expert fingers gripping the lower edge of my sac to
exert traction downward, adding to the delicious
sensations in my groin.

Your tips so hard, I can feel it through the skin,
he added. Its really dark when I pull the skin down.
Gettin tingly in the head yet? I was slightly
surprised that he was pin-pointing my sensations so
accurately.

I think youre gonna pop any second, he continued.
His fingers expertly stroked my foreskin over the
swollen helmet, and my hot hard glans ached for
release.

This is it! he shouted as he yanked my foreskin all
the way back, and with the stretching of the nerve
endings, the tingling feeling in my glans exploded,
shooting down my shaft to the root. 

I heard myself crying out helplessly as the hot
sensations of orgasm washed over me. My cock-root
convulsed, sending a gush of cream into my tube, where
it burned its way up to the end. He held my foreskin
back tightly and I felt his lips lock behind my rim as
his tongue danced over my throbbing helmet, provoking
another hot spasm deep inside me. The second torrent
of cream burst from my throbbing glans into his mouth,
and I cried out again with agonized ecstasy. 

His lips tightened around my glans as he swallowed my
cream, and another hot jet poured into my urethra.
Like the others, this one seared the tender lining of
my tube in its rush towards the end, and it slammed
through the lips of my slit to douse his tonsils. 

Now I felt him remove his lips from my helmet, which
was becoming very sensitive, and he just held my
foreskin tightly stretched back as another, weaker jet
burst from the exposed helmet. Another couple of jets
shot from my tip, and then the outpouring turned into
a steady ooze. My breathing was labored, but my orgasm
was coming to an end. 

Man, that was hot, watching and feelin you come, I
heard him say as my breathing began slowing to normal.
I almost went myself. I stopped strokin you after
three spurts, but I swallowed those big loads. 

I thought I felt your mouth there, I said.

I didnt want all that juice to go to waste, so I
wrapped my lips around your helmet. I felt it throb
every time you shot. Then when I thought it was
getting too sensitive, I backed off and just watched
that big purple tip shootin. That was somethin to
see.

Well, now that youre all worked up, let me finish
you off. I had not released his prick during my
orgasm, but had merely stopped stroking him while I
was pumping my juice. Now I began stroking his prick
in long strokes, from the base right to the big
helmet, where I gave a twist at the end of the stroke
and twisted my fist back as I began the down stroke.

Man, that feels good, he sighed. Just remember to
keep a tight grip. Im circumcised, and my cock aint
as sensitive as yours.

I guess I dont have to stop while youre shooting,
do I?

No, once I start, just pump my cock right to the end.
It doesnt get super-sensitive like yours. I
increased my pace, wanting to pump the cream right out
of his hot hard prick as I brought him to the hot
thrill of orgasm. 

Steve was breathing hard now, and I grasped his
scrotum to put tension on the skin, stretching its
nerve endings to add to his sensations. He responded
by moaning loudly as the sensations filled his body. 

Your tips getting harder and darker, I observed,
knowing that talking him through it would be as
exciting to him as it had been for me.

Yeah, yeah, he muttered, caught up in the sensations
and unable to string many words together. I know his
mind was focused entirely on his penis and the
friction I was giving it.

Youre really juicing now, I commented, knowing my
words would excite him further. Your pricks nice and
wet. My fist was sliding easily up and down his shaft
and head, and I felt the surface of his helmet become
more hard and unyielding.

Your prick feels so hot, I added. The friction was
intense, and producing heat that filled both my
encircling fingers and his turgid penis. The rims
really dark and hard now. It really stands out more
when youre ready to come.

Ready he whispered as his eyes closed, and I knew
he was on the brink.

Head tingling now? I asked, but got no answer
because Steve was entirely caught up in the hot
sensations in his groin. He grunted loudly as I gave a
hard twist to the head, and when I brought my hand
down to bump against his pubic bone he grunted again.
Now I swept my hand up and twisted the big turgid
head, and gave him an extra twist, pressing my fingers
into the triangular groove under the head to trigger
his orgasm.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! he cried as his hot hard prick
throbbed between my tightly clasping fingers. A long
jet of white cream shot up from his slit to fall onto
his stomach. I stroked downward to the base, and then
up again. When my fingers reached the helmet and
twisted it, he cried out again and his helmet sent
another hot spurt of cream into the air. I gave it
another twist, knowing I couldnt give him too much
sensation, and his prick spewed another jet for me.
His hips bucked as he thrust his swollen helmet deeper
into my encircling fingers, and another hot spurt
gushed from his long slit. 

The next jet was weaker, and fell back onto my
fingers. I massaged the thick cream into the helmet,
twisting to heighten his sensations before stroking
him down to the base. I bent over and licked his tip,
my tongue brushing across his long slit, parting the
lips as I lapped up his juice.

His loud cries filled the room as he responded
helplessly to the sweet agony that was wracking his
body. I brought my hand up to twist it around the
straining glans again, and a long gush poured from his
slit to coat the head and my fingers with thick
slippery fluid. He grunted again, and sent another
gush to wet his helmet and my fingers.
 
The thick white cream coated the dark purple helmet as
I massaged it into its hard surface. I made Steve
grunt again as I twisted my fist again. The flow had
eased to a steady dribble now, and wasnt as white as
before. More ooze flowed from his slit, almost clear
now, to coat his glans. 

Now I stopped stroking him, and gently let his penis
drop to his abdomen as it began to soften and shrink.
Steves breathing slowed and soon he opened his eyes.

Havin fun? He asked with a smile.

It was fun, I said. I always enjoy feeling a guys
prick throb in my hand while I make him come. I
enjoyed watching your big helmet spitting all that
juice too.

No skin to get in the way, he said, grinning.

You pulled my foreskin down so you could get your
mouth on it, I said. Then you took your mouth off
and saw the same thing I did.

Yeah, I got to see your naked helmet shooting. I told
you that almost set me off. His voice was becoming
dull, and not only because of the daze that follows
orgasm. I let him rest for a few minutes, and then
spoke:

Weve got to do this again, Steve. He looked up into
my eyes.

Yeah, we should. Something clicked between us, and I
think were very compatible. I kissed him tenderly.
	
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