"Thanks man", he replied before going back to rubbing his crotch again.
I was torn - should I pull mine out, ask him if he needed a hand, just move over and start rubbing his crotch and undoing his pants, or see if he would make a move. Maybe the other night was a one time that he regretted. I know I didn't regret it - I enjoyed stroking another cock and making him cum. Before I could think about it further, he was undoing his pants and had slid them and his underwear down and started stroking his marvelous cock which was over 7" if not 8" and not too thick - to me the perfect looking (and feeling) cock. Mine was shorter but thicker - around 6" and the head of my cock was not as fat and bulbous as his. I followed suit and slid down my pants and underwear and slowly stroked my cock. I was so turned on - was worried I would blow my load before we went further.
Again I couldn't help but stare at his cock as he stroked it and played with his balls. He started to get up and for a moment I panicked that he was leaving, but he was moving over to sit beside me and he reached down and started playing with my cock. He knew what he was doing - right speed to feel amazing, but not cum too fast - enough pressure but not be painful - and using the pre-cum (which I had lots of today from the anticipation) to swirl his thumb around the head. There's something to be said about a guy stroking your cock - he knows what feels good for himself and that carries over to what to do with another man's cock and he was doing exactly that for me. I didn't last too long, grunted and stiffened and shot ropes of cum all over his hand. After cleaning up, I turned my attention to him.
I leaned over so I could stroke the shaft with one hand and fondle his sac with the other. I stroked the entire length slowly and then alternated a few quick strokes of just the head. Occasionally I used the second hand to swirl the pre-cum around the mushroom head. I must have been doing something right - when I looked up at him, his eyes were shut, a smile on his face and small groans came from him. After a short while he commented that it does feel so good to have someone else do it and not have to jerk off himself to which I replied that it also felt good to be doing it. Having someone else's cock in hand felt pretty good and maybe we could do this regularly. He agreed and also mumbled something that sounded like "and maybe more". I let that go and focused back on his cock - stroking it, alternating slow and quick, short and long strokes and playing with his cockhead and balls. I could tell he was close and thought about grabbing a Kleenex, but I had enjoyed the feeling of his warm cum all over my hands and he promptly bucked his hips, grunted and obliged me with a heavy load on my hands.
He promptly stood and zipped up and said good night and headed upstairs. I was sitting there with a wad of hot cum on my hands. Well, curiosity got the better of me and I held my one hand to my mouth and licked up the wad of cum that was there. I didn't mind the taste - not something that would make me beg for him to cum in my mouth after jerking him off but who knows later on if things go further to satisfy my curiosity. Take things one step at a time.