Mark plopped down on the couch next to Ben, handing him a beer. It was Saturday night, and after a long week at work, Ben had come over for a night on the drink. They had just finished watching a movie, which apparently wasn't interesting enough for Ben.
"Fuck that movie was boring. That chick with the huge tits was the only decent thing about it," he said.
"Yeah, it wasn't that great. It's too late to start another one though, any other ideas?"
Ben sat there, pondering. Then he shrugged, and said "fuck it, put some porn on. Those funbags have me wanting more."
Mark laughed. Ever since their early teens, they'd be comfortable watching porn and jerking off together. They'd never done anything together, just been in close proximity when it happened. Now in their mid 20s, they still did it from time to time. Neither was gay, but they'd grown so comfortable with it they never gave any thought to the 'gayness' of it. "Yeah alright."
He pulled up his phone, found a saved one they both liked, and synced it to the TV. Pretty soon they were both sitting next to each other, watching two people fuck on screen, with neither wearing any pants. Nor were either of them masturbating yet; they both enjoyed waiting until they were hard from arousal, rather than stroking it to force an erection.
After a few minutes, Mark had a quick glance down. He was half erect, his plump cock starting to rise away from between his legs. Looking over at Ben. he saw the same. 6 inches of fattening penis was on the rise, which meant they would start jerking off. Ben would cum first, as he always did. Mark had a lot of staying power, even when doing it himself. He suddenly remember he forgot to grab cleaning material. "Oh, tissues!" he said out of nowhere.
He rose to his feet, but apparently Ben had taken it upon himself to get them, as he quickly jumped off the seat...right into Mark, making their dicks knock into each other. Mark's eyes widened in surprise, then he stepped back, thinking this was going to get awkward. Despite all the times they'd jerked off next to each other, neither had touched the other's privates.
Ben however, burst out laughing, easing Mark, who quickly saw the humour in it, and laughed along with him. He laughter was cut short when Ben yelled out "sword fight!", and twisted his hips, swinging his still half-erect penis toward Mark's, whacking it softly. Mark made to ask what the fuck he was doing, but he realised that it was harmless drunken fun, so he returned the cry with "en garde!", and swung his own sword, scoring a hit on Ben's.
The two men traded blows and parries for a few moments, laughing and cheering the whole time. Ben eventually changed tactics. He would swing then thrust, simulating a stab into Mark's pubic region. Mark followed suit, which quickly developed into the two no longer swinging blows, simply stabbing each other with their dicks. This had the consequence of friction.
With the two both aiming their thrusts into the same point, their dicks began to rub and slide alongside each other, and it wasn't long before both of them were sporting full erections. The laughter had also stopped, so to an outside observer, the two men were now simply rubbing dicks together. Eventually their breathing became audible, then Ben reached out and grabbed Mark by the hips, holding him steady while he continued his thrusts.
Mark was well aware that what had began as seemingly harmless fun had suddenly turned very sexual and very gay, but the rubbing felt amazing, so he didn't want to say anything that might make it stop. Ben's hands pulled them closer together, with both dicks pointing straight up and rubbing along the bottom of the shaft. Annoyingly, this wasn't very accurate, as their dicks would fall to the side often. Mark had an idea, but it would mean they'd have to stop, and he wasn't sure they'd start again if they did. Ben suddenly spoke, easing Mark's worries.
"Um...my legs are getting pretty sore in this position, do you wanna make sit on our knees or something?"
Mark's legs were fine, but anything to keep going, so he agreed. "Sure, but the hardwood floor will hurt even more. The couch then?"
Ben looked at the couch, then shook his head. "There's not really much room, how bout on your bed?" He looked a bit embarrassed to suggest it, and Mark could tell why. To continue in the bedroom made it more real that it already was. They could currently explain it away as drunken spontaneity, but to stop and then start again on a bed, there was no excuse. They were engaging in a gay sex act.
Mark still agreed, trying to sound confident, like he wasn't embarrassed as well. "Yeah, that sounds pretty good. Let's go." They moved towards the bedroom, with Mark ducking into the bathroom to quickly grab a hairtie, left behind by some girl a long time past.
Both men climbing on the bed, they sat facing each other in silence for a few seconds, before Ben sheepishly got on his knees and faced Mark, with Mark doing the same. Both had lost their erections though, almost completely. Mark moved closer so he could begin the awkward rubbing of two soft cocks, but Ben stopped him, his face turning red.
"Do...um...do you wanna maybe get each other hard first? Like using our hands? We'll get hard faster like that than if we did it to ourselves."
