"And don't' think that I wasn't rocking a nice boner half the time in that jock, man. Some of it was about how fun it was just to be in a jock but most was thinking about what we did the other day." Jim added while getting up, walking over to me, and jerking his cock through his boxer briefs. I stood up and was doing the same until we reached out and grabbed each others packages, closing our eyes and enjoying the attention we've missed over the past few days. "Don't' you have something to show to me?"
I reluctantly broke away from the fun that Jim and I were having to grab my backpack and reach inside. I pulled out my three new jockstraps and placed them on the coffee table next to Jim and I. We both reached down and picked up one of the jocks. Jim stripped off his boxer briefs and pulled on the tight, white Under Armour jockstrap -- taking special attention to ensure the straps hugged his meaty glutes just right. I pulled on the blue Bike jockstrap and tried to adjust my boner so that it wasn't just going everywhere... I didn't have much luck with that. Jim and I reached out for each other's cocks against and explored the new homes they had both recently just obtained. I rested my head on Jim's chest and we stayed like that for about a minute, just enjoying our male companionship.
"Damn dude, I missed this shit so much; these jocks are hot. How's my ass look?" Jim turned around with a smile and rubbed his ass, snapping the straps of his (my) jockstrap as he rubbed the slightly hairy orbs. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed us another round of beers. Jim handed me a new, cold can, saying "So, we've got the whole night ahead of us and I know we're both obviously really excited. Do you just want to chill for a little and see where things go later this evening. Who knows what'll happen if you get me drunk enough" with his cute, bearded smile.
I readily agreed and Jim placed his arm around me and led us to the couch. We sat down with our arms around each other's back and me leaning slightly into Jim's left side; it was close to perfection. We spent the next hour or so drinking beers, watching TV, talking about whatever, and every now and then playing with each others cocks and jocks whenever the mood struck us. We took turns going to the fridge and grabbing beers, always taking the oppertunity to grab each others asses as we got up and sat back down. Eventually, we got hungry and ordered a pizza which Jim took as a good time to slip out of the Under Armour jock and put on a black McDavid one and throw on some shorts when the pizza guy came; which he immediately removed when the pizza guy left.
We stood in the kitchen to eat our pizza -- there's no way we wanted to get sauce on the sofa, Jim's wife would be so mad. I was several beers in and caught myself a couple times just staring at Jim in all of his jockstrapped glory. Eventually, I couldn't resist and when Jim turned into the fridge to grab another round of beers, I was there waiting for him when he turned around and pulled his face in for a deep passionate kiss. He gladly returned the gesture and put the beers down so he could wrap his arms around me. The pouches of our jocks were touching and we were both back to being fully aroused.
"I was hoping you'd do that, so I didn't' have to" Jim said while smiling and taking break from our makeout session. "Come here, I want to show you something."
Jim grabbed the beers and led me back to the couch. He eased me down onto the sofa and, to my surprise, rather than joining me kneeled down in front of me. Gently running his big, strong hands down my chest, across my jockstrap, and down my thighs he spread my legs apart. Jim looked up and smiled at me before burying his face into the pouch of my jockstrap. Jim kissed and licked every square millimeter of skin and fabric between my legs, taking special attention to run his tongue ever so slightly under the sides of the pouch of my jock; somehow he knew that drove me crazy. I wasn't quite sure how to react at first, but I eventually relaxed and placed my hands on Jims shoulders and arms to massage him while he was at work. I continued to move my hands up and around each part of Jim I could reach and, after running my hands though Jim's hair, he reacted with nothing but increased furvor from his mouth. Jim did reach up back and hand me a beer which I took as the final cue to sit back, relax, and enjoy the love.
Jim quickly learned that not only did I love having his tongue on the sides of my pouch, but at the bottom as well. Not so close to being rimmed, but having his wet, warm tongue run along the sides and bottom of my scrotum was excruciatingly erotic. Jim took a brief break to crack open his beer, take a few sips, and tell me how much he's been looking forward to this. He reached for the waistband of my jock and slowly pulled it down and off of my body, throwing the now spit soaked garment behind him. Jim wrapped his hands around my cock and guided it eagerly into his mouth; I almost came right then and there, but was able to hold back. Jim went slowly -- even though my cock isn't huge he clearly wanted to take his time and get it right -- but soon was applying excellent suction while moving his tongue around my shaft and tip. I ran my hands through his hair, down his neck and shoulders, and gently assured him of the work he was doing; not like he needed it, Jim knew exactly how much I loved this and the feeling of his beard on my balls as he sucked with increasing power and speed.
After only a couple minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. I felt that it was only courteous to let Jim know about to cum and he just responded by speeding up, placing one hand on my shaft while he sucked and reaching out to hold my hand. Within a couple of seconds I tensed up and let out shot after shot of cum into Jim's mouth, squeezing his hand and shoulder with the pleasure that was erupting all over my body. Jim took as much as he could but pulled his head away while still jerking me to let some more of my cum shoot on to my belly. After the seventh shot, I was empty but still holding onto Jim as I eased down from my orgasm. Jim took the opportunity to place my cock back in his mouth and gently suck on it as the last few drops of cum eased out of my slowly softening dick. I was a minute or so until I opened my eyes and loved seeing my big, strong man crush just tenderly enjoying my dick -- even better that I could see him slowly jerking his dick into the pouch of his jock.
I let go of Jim's hand and shoulder and Jim looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back and he slowly got up to grab a sip from his beer -- I could see he worked up quite a sweat from what just happened. With him now towering above me on the couch, dick hard and stiking out of the side of his jock, I couldn't resist reaching out and jerking Jim off. He didn't seem to mind while slugging his beer, so I pulled him in closer and placed most of his thick seven inches into my mouth. Jim was already leaking precum and with the combined jerking and sucking that I was giving him, it wasn't long until he tapped me on the head telling me he was ready to cum. I slowly pulled Jim's dick out of my mouth and pulled the pouch of his jockstrap back over his dick which, with a couple more tugs, soon erupted with several shots of thick, hot jizz, filling the pouch of (my) jockstrap. I reached back grab Jim's tightened ass and watch the look of ecstasy on his face and his knees start to buckle under the orgasm.
After about another thirty seconds, I slid Jim's jockstrap off and grabbed his now semi-erect dick to pull out the last few drops of jiz onto the jock. I took another sip of my beer and stood up to find Jim's lips and embrace as we thanked each other for the attention we both just received. After several minutes of kissing, hugging, and feeling all over each other's bodies, we broke our embrace and walked into the kitchen. Jim grabbed the last two beers from the fridge and some now lukewarm pizza from the box. I grabbed a couple pairs of briefs from the backpack I had brought over -- a blue and a black pair of synthetic Jockey sports briefs. I joined Jim for the final beer and some pizza while just smiling at him and talking about what we missed on TV while blowing each other.
"Haha, yeah man. Good times." Jim said while taking the final bite of his pizza. "So, I guess I never told you how I got so good a sucking cock, eh?"
