Jrs - the First Bonfire of Summer

Once again when I woke up Jake had gone. Last night he had chosen to sleep on the sofa in my room instead of my bed, and I saw the blankets thrown over the arm. I looked at my phone and again saw the message he had to go to practice and thanking me for last night.

We had spent the night gaming and planning with Ricky. Jake's parents had started to drop hints they thought he was spending too much time here, so we decided he'd stay home today, show his face, and we would meet up the following night at the beach. I spent the rest of the day chilling around the house, watching TV, gaming, napping, not a bad day.

The night of the bonfire came, and I headed down to the beach. I had a pair of olive shorts on, with a grey t-shirt and started to walk down to the beach. It had just started to get dark when I reached the car park we normally met up at. I looked around for a minute, when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. It was from Jake.

'Turn around.'

Jake was sat on a small stone wall that ran along the edge of the car park. I waved and started walking over to him. All I could think was that he was looking good, wearing a tight black t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. He started to wave back, almost losing his balance and falling off, before managing to catch himself on the edge.

'You didn't drop the booze did you?' I shouted over to him, barely holding back my laughter. Jake loved beside the big shop in town, so normally did the booze runs for us.

'Asshole,' he started back in mock hurt, "I could have died.'

'And if you had we'd need something to drink to toast you off'.

Jake laughed, it quickly turning into a yawn. 'Tired?' I asked.

'Yeah, my brother had some friends over last night in the room, two of them on the sofa downstairs, two sleeping in my room. I couldn't sleep the ones downstairs were snoring so loud I could hear them in my room. And, well you know.'

'What?'

He blushes a second, 'No privacy to run one out. I went into the bathroom to try, but every two minutes there was someone else knocking and trying to get in.'

'Do you seriously wank every night before you go to sleep?'

'Yeah, pretty much. It's not that weird, is it?'

'I mean, I do it a lot, but not every night.' I grinned at him, '3-4 times a day sometimes, but some days I take breaks.'

He laughed, 'look all I'm saying is they better be gone tonight, I need a sleep.

Though -,' he nodded at the toilet block.

'What, you need to piss or something?'

He sighed, 'No, I'm just thinking I could take care of this before Ricky gets here. He's always late. There's nobody around.'

'Is it not a bit risky?'

'Who's going to know. In and out in 5 mins.'

'More like 2 mins with you.'

He scowled, and started walking in, turning and calling out, 'You coming?'

I hesitated for only half a second, before following after him. The bathroom was clean, but quite small, there were two stalls and a trough urinal on the other wall. I went to the end one and saw Jake, shorts down and already hard, his dick pointed at me. I pushed in and closed the door behind me, the faint click of the lock echoing in the room. I reached and grabbed his dick, before he shooed my hand away.

'Thanks' but I'll do it myself. Got to be quick.'

'Then why did you ask me?' I asked puzzled.

'I dunno, feels less weird, like I'm less of a perv if someone else is here. Now, Stephen, are you getting your dick out or not.'

Without waiting for an answer he started stroking rapidly, he lent his shoulders against the wall leaning back, lifting his t-shirt up with the other hand, exposing his mid drift.

I almost came right then when he told me to get my dick out, I dropped my shorts and leaned beside him. I was so close I could feel his right arm moving beside me, as I matched his speed, feeling my own boner in my hand. I was just staring at this hunk stroking beside me, Jake caught my eye and smiled, giving a quick flex for me to enjoy. I was so close, and I could tell from the beads of sweat starting to form on his temple, and his shallower breathing he was to. It would only be a few more -.

Footsteps filled the room as someone else came in and went to the urinal. We both stopped and looked at eachother, both us so close to coming. The sound of piss on the metal trough filled the room, as we sat there dick in hand.

I slowly turned to Jake and motioned, rubbing my tip with my thumb. He looked down eyes wide, before grinning and following suit. We both lay, so close, feeling the heat from him, my balls feeling so very full. I began to unload, putting my hand over my mouth to stop my moan, the cum dripping out all over my hand. I rubbed a little faster, focusing on my sensitive tip, as silent as I could be barring the faintest squelch of the cum in my hand.

I looked back to Jake, his face was flushed and I saw a similar mess in his hand.

The pissing stopped and I heard the taps start for a second, before the footsteps left. I caught my breath, and tore off some loo roll, handing some to Jake, the both of us grinning.

We both cleaned up, washing out hands, heading back to the carpark a few minutes later. We turned out the door and saw Ricky waiting for us at the path to the beach, phone in hand.