I live in a secluded part of a golf-course neighborhood. My neighbor is newly divorced, 55, named Joe. Joe is a great guy and we have a lot of things in common. Recently, I found out that we have a lot more in common than I ever imagined.

My wife was out of town for the weekend, visiting a sister, so I had the place to myself. (daughters are all married) Whenever this happens, I love to spend the entire weekend nude, drinking and edging. This weekend was typical. My wife left out Friday evening and I immediately started my routine. (stripping, drinking and masturbating) I’m also a bit of an exhibitionist, but since my house is secluded, I rarely get the opportunity to flash anyone. Around midnight, I was pretty buzzed and having a great time with myself. So, I opened some of my curtains, turned on some lights and paraded around the house. Eventually, I blew a huge load on my chest and face, imagining someone was watching me. Then I slowly licked it all off my fingers before finally shutting down for the night.

The next morning, I started with enthusiasm, knowing that my whole day would be spent playing with my cock. About 9am, I was really having a good time, licking precum from my hard cock and walking into my back yard hoping some golfers might spot me through the woods, when I heard my front doorbell ring. “Shit!” I thought.  I quickly threw on a t-shirt and loose fitting running shorts and went to the door. I was oblivious to the fact that my shorts were tented and relieved to see that it was my neighbor, Joe at the door.

“Hey, Joe! What’s up? Come on in. Can I get you a beer?” Joe smiled big and stepped into my home. I quickly shut the door and headed to the fridge, handing Joe a beer.

“Thanks, Dave!  I appreciate this.” Joe opened the bottle and guzzled about half the beer in one drink (at 9am!).  “Looks like you’ve been having good time with Debbie gone.” He downed the rest of the beer and on cue, I handed him another.

I laughed. “Hell yeah! I’m having a great time. Glad you came over.” I lied. I really wanted him to leave so I could get back to my joy. Strangely, it seemed like Joe already had a good buzz going, too and he was dressed just like me. “Let’s head to the back porch, buddy. I have a case of beer on ice out there. What’s on your mind this morning?”

Joe didn’t say anything right away, just smiled and followed me out to the porch. After we sat down, I was thankful my boner had subsided, but I noticed that Joe seemed to have a bulge. “Dave, I just wanted to come over and hang out with you for a while. I get lonely all by myself, now that Joni is gone. And I know how you like to have fun.”

I wasn’t sure what Joe was talking about, but the twinkle in his eye told me I should ask. “What do you mean, Joe. Sure, I like to have fun, but…” Joe smiled big and I knew I had taken the bait.

“Well, I saw you having fun last night. It looked like you were having a LOT of fun.” Joe smiled and his hand went to his lap where he started rubbing. “I really think we should have some fun together.” With that, Joe slipped his shorts down, revealing a nice looking seven inch cock at full mast. “What do you think, Dave?”

I sat there watching Joe play with himself for a moment while I tried to figure out what was happening. “Uhhhh.. Joe…  I don’t know. I’ve never masturbated around another guy. I think it might be a bad idea.” Joe removed his t-shirt and stood up, completely nude and hard, and downed his second beer, just a couple feet from me. I found myself admiring his package since it looked almost identical to mine.

“You’re wrong, Dave. It’s a great idea. We’re friends. We’re both horny as hell and love to play with our cocks. What could be more natural? Come on.  Loosen up. I won’t tell Debbie. We’ll just have some fun together for a while and I’ll go home. You can have the rest of the weekend to play by yourself. What do you say?” Joe’s reasoning seemed good in my drunken state, so I reluctantly agreed.

“Okay, but not a word to anyone about this. Right?” Joe nodded and I stripped, revealing my own seven inch cock which had become quite hard again. We started talking about some of our fantasies and edged together for about an hour, continuing our drinking. I had figured he would cum quickly and leave and we could forget the whole thing, but I actually found myself enjoying his company and was harder than I could remember. Part of it was doing something that felt taboo, but the other part was I found myself unexpectedly turned on by Joe’s hard cock. I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

“You like it, too, huh Dave?” Joe smiled at me and I noticed his eyes were locked on my cock.

I wanted to deny it, but it was obvious. “Yeah, I like it a lot, Joe. I don’t know why. I’m not into guys, but your cock is definitely turning me on.” I couldn’t believe my own words, but the alcohol removed my inhibitions about talking like this to a guy. “I think you’re pretty hot for a guy.” Joe’s eyes lit up. I could tell he was really pleased by my comments.

“I like it a lot, too, Dave. I watched you last night and it turned me on. I stroked with you, even though you couldn’t see me and I came when you did. I also ate my cum for the first time and really liked it. I knew I wanted to come over and do this with you, but I wasn’t sure how it would turn out. I had a lot to drink this morning to get the courage to come over. I’m really happy it has worked out like this. It’s much better in person than I imagined. Thanks, buddy!” With that, he put his free hand on mine as I stroked. I was so excited by his comments and actions, I almost blew my load.

I slowly removed his hand from mine and guided it back to my cock. It felt amazing. Joe immediately took my hand in his and moved it to his cock. In moments we were stroking each other. “Damn, Joe! This is awesome, buddy! I’m so glad you came over today.”

Joe continued to stroke me softly, feeling every part of my cock and I was loving doing the same to his. We were both really into it now. “Let’s go inside, Joe. What do you say?”  Joe smiled and nodded and I opened the door and led him by his cock back into my house. (to be continued)