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Part 1/2
I felt bad for him. I really did, but as his best friend, how on earth could I possibly miss out on the opportunity to terrorise him with incessant teasing about the one thing he trusted me enough to confide in me about?
He knew it was all jest, we'd been best friends for as long as either of us could remember, so teasing him about his broken dick was always going to be on the agenda, and he accepted that when he told me.
Evidently, his parents had decided against getting him and his brother snipped when they were babies, so Jason's dick had always looked a little different to mine. I never really paid any attention to it when we'd shower or go swimming, until I realised that I was gay, and then I began sneaking glances at him whenever I could.
As close as we were as friends, Jason was undeniably attractive, and I'd been secretly longing for him for longer than I cared to admit. He knew it, so I guess it wasn't that much of a secret, but he'd always been pretty cool about it, and teased me just as much as I had been teasing him in recent weeks.
"Do you think they'll let you keep your foreskin in a little bag or something?" I asked him as I sat next to his hospital bed whilst he scowled at me.
He'd gotten circumcised, and he'd asked me to come with him because both his parents were working, so what did he expect? He'd had a condition called phimosis, so he'd never actually seen the tip of his dick before.
The doctor came by after about an hour and gave him the all clear to go home, but not before laying down some cringe worthy ground rules that I'm sure Jason wished I wasn't privy to.
"No masturbation for at least six weeks" he said, and Jason's eyes widened. "Don't get it wet for the next few days, and make sure to keep the bandages clean".
With my help, Jason squirmed his way out of the bed and sheepishly stood up.
"And no sex" the doctor added, looking at each of us.
I sniggered, Jason swore under his breath, and a few minutes later we were leaving the hospital a foreskin lighter than we'd entered.
As the days turned to weeks, Jason seemed to be healing pretty well. Neither of us were particularly modest, especially around each other, so I'd gotten front row tickets to watch the healing process from start to finish.
He was quite well endowed, and I had to admit, seeing his glans so exposed after a lifetime of being hidden was quite exciting for me, and even more so for him.
"Bro, every time I touch it I feel like busting a nut!" He said, "it's like a million times more sensitive".
I could tell that after three weeks, my best friend was becoming painfully frustrated at the lack of orgasms he was having. Not only was it obvious in his absurd mood swings and miserable humour, but he told me.
"I wake up like five times a night" he groaned as he lay on my bed one evening, "all I can think about is jerking off!"
"It's been three weeks" I shrugged, "only another three to go".
I did feel terrible for him. He was an eighteen-year-old boy, and what guy that age had ever gone that amount of time without beating off? It was cruel, but there was nothing I could do to help. Or was there?
"It's a pity" I sighed, turning my attention back to the Playstation, "you wouldn't have this problem if you were gay".
"Oh yeah?" He asked mindlessly, as we played, "why is that?"
"Because you wouldn't have to jerk off to cum" I explained.
He paused the game and glared at me.
"What do you mean?" He almost barked, and I laughed. "Nathan! What do you mean I wouldn't have to jerk off?!"
"Well" I smirked, "guys have a thing up their ass called a prostate, and it's basically the equivalent of a G-spot".
"Bullshit" he said, though I could see the hope in his blue eyes.
"If it was bullshit, would I have these?" I asked, and pulled open my top drawer to reveal something I'd never showed him before.
We trusted each other with everything, so I had no issue showing him my collection. It was nothing crazy, but since my eighteenth birthday, I'd slowly been building it up, and now I was quite proud of my stash of dildos, butt plugs and vibrators.
"Holy shit" he laughed, as I threw them onto the bed and he recoiled in fear, "you really are gay!"
I grinned and the two of us stared at the handful of silicone sex toys.
"You can cum from that?" He asked, curiously.
"Yeah" I told him, "better than jerking off, that's for sure".
He didn't believe me. I knew by his expression that he didn't, but he continued to stare at the toys and couldn't help but ask questions.
"Why is it shaped like that?" He enquired, pointing to one of the vibrating prostate massagers.
"So it hits the right spot" I explained.
"And cum comes out your ass?" He asked seriously, and I snorted with laughter.
"It comes out your dick, you idiot" I grinned, and now he looked really perplexed.
The two of us sat in silence for a moment as Jason considered this bizarre news. It was quite funny to watch, but I was almost certain that he'd tell me to put away the toys. Instead, however, he reached for one.
"These don't have like... Butt juice on them, do they?" He grimaced, and I shook my head as he picked one up.
"So let me get this straight" he continued, feeling the soft, velvety texture of one of my vibrators, "you stick this up your ass and you can cum?"
"You don't just cum" I told him, pressing the button on it so he could feel the powerful vibrations, "you explode, and it's the best damn feeling you'll ever have".
His eyes widened as he held the toy. It was the strongest one I had, and watching my best friend hold something that had been in my ass on more than one occasion was making me rather horny.
"Could I... I mean... Can I borrow one of these?" He asked nervously.
"Sure" I shrugged, "but it will probably take you another three weeks to work out how to do it" I added with a laugh, and Jason sighed.
"Isn't it simple?" He groaned, and I shook my head.
"It took me ages before I could finally do it" I said, "you'll be able to jerk off by that stage, anyway".
Jason's shoulders dropped and he turned off the toy. He looked miserable, and as funny as it was to see how much of an impact not jerking off could have on a guy, I was sympathetic.
"Just think about how good it will feel when you can finally do it" I smiled, taking the toys into my arms, "it'll be worth it".
As I dropped my stash back into the drawer, Jason said something that I never thought I'd hear from my best friend.
"Will you do it for me?"
Part 1/2
I felt bad for him. I really did, but as his best friend, how on earth could I possibly miss out on the opportunity to terrorise him with incessant teasing about the one thing he trusted me enough to confide in me about?
He knew it was all jest, we'd been best friends for as long as either of us could remember, so teasing him about his broken dick was always going to be on the agenda, and he accepted that when he told me.
Evidently, his parents had decided against getting him and his brother snipped when they were babies, so Jason's dick had always looked a little different to mine. I never really paid any attention to it when we'd shower or go swimming, until I realised that I was gay, and then I began sneaking glances at him whenever I could.
As close as we were as friends, Jason was undeniably attractive, and I'd been secretly longing for him for longer than I cared to admit. He knew it, so I guess it wasn't that much of a secret, but he'd always been pretty cool about it, and teased me just as much as I had been teasing him in recent weeks.
"Do you think they'll let you keep your foreskin in a little bag or something?" I asked him as I sat next to his hospital bed whilst he scowled at me.
He'd gotten circumcised, and he'd asked me to come with him because both his parents were working, so what did he expect? He'd had a condition called phimosis, so he'd never actually seen the tip of his dick before.
The doctor came by after about an hour and gave him the all clear to go home, but not before laying down some cringe worthy ground rules that I'm sure Jason wished I wasn't privy to.
"No masturbation for at least six weeks" he said, and Jason's eyes widened. "Don't get it wet for the next few days, and make sure to keep the bandages clean".
With my help, Jason squirmed his way out of the bed and sheepishly stood up.
"And no sex" the doctor added, looking at each of us.
I sniggered, Jason swore under his breath, and a few minutes later we were leaving the hospital a foreskin lighter than we'd entered.
As the days turned to weeks, Jason seemed to be healing pretty well. Neither of us were particularly modest, especially around each other, so I'd gotten front row tickets to watch the healing process from start to finish.
He was quite well endowed, and I had to admit, seeing his glans so exposed after a lifetime of being hidden was quite exciting for me, and even more so for him.
"Bro, every time I touch it I feel like busting a nut!" He said, "it's like a million times more sensitive".
I could tell that after three weeks, my best friend was becoming painfully frustrated at the lack of orgasms he was having. Not only was it obvious in his absurd mood swings and miserable humour, but he told me.
"I wake up like five times a night" he groaned as he lay on my bed one evening, "all I can think about is jerking off!"
"It's been three weeks" I shrugged, "only another three to go".
I did feel terrible for him. He was an eighteen-year-old boy, and what guy that age had ever gone that amount of time without beating off? It was cruel, but there was nothing I could do to help. Or was there?
"It's a pity" I sighed, turning my attention back to the Playstation, "you wouldn't have this problem if you were gay".
"Oh yeah?" He asked mindlessly, as we played, "why is that?"
"Because you wouldn't have to jerk off to cum" I explained.
He paused the game and glared at me.
"What do you mean?" He almost barked, and I laughed. "Nathan! What do you mean I wouldn't have to jerk off?!"
"Well" I smirked, "guys have a thing up their ass called a prostate, and it's basically the equivalent of a G-spot".
"Bullshit" he said, though I could see the hope in his blue eyes.
"If it was bullshit, would I have these?" I asked, and pulled open my top drawer to reveal something I'd never showed him before.
We trusted each other with everything, so I had no issue showing him my collection. It was nothing crazy, but since my eighteenth birthday, I'd slowly been building it up, and now I was quite proud of my stash of dildos, butt plugs and vibrators.
"Holy shit" he laughed, as I threw them onto the bed and he recoiled in fear, "you really are gay!"
I grinned and the two of us stared at the handful of silicone sex toys.
"You can cum from that?" He asked, curiously.
"Yeah" I told him, "better than jerking off, that's for sure".
He didn't believe me. I knew by his expression that he didn't, but he continued to stare at the toys and couldn't help but ask questions.
"Why is it shaped like that?" He enquired, pointing to one of the vibrating prostate massagers.
"So it hits the right spot" I explained.
"And cum comes out your ass?" He asked seriously, and I snorted with laughter.
"It comes out your dick, you idiot" I grinned, and now he looked really perplexed.
The two of us sat in silence for a moment as Jason considered this bizarre news. It was quite funny to watch, but I was almost certain that he'd tell me to put away the toys. Instead, however, he reached for one.
"These don't have like... Butt juice on them, do they?" He grimaced, and I shook my head as he picked one up.
"So let me get this straight" he continued, feeling the soft, velvety texture of one of my vibrators, "you stick this up your ass and you can cum?"
"You don't just cum" I told him, pressing the button on it so he could feel the powerful vibrations, "you explode, and it's the best damn feeling you'll ever have".
His eyes widened as he held the toy. It was the strongest one I had, and watching my best friend hold something that had been in my ass on more than one occasion was making me rather horny.
"Could I... I mean... Can I borrow one of these?" He asked nervously.
"Sure" I shrugged, "but it will probably take you another three weeks to work out how to do it" I added with a laugh, and Jason sighed.
"Isn't it simple?" He groaned, and I shook my head.
"It took me ages before I could finally do it" I said, "you'll be able to jerk off by that stage, anyway".
Jason's shoulders dropped and he turned off the toy. He looked miserable, and as funny as it was to see how much of an impact not jerking off could have on a guy, I was sympathetic.
"Just think about how good it will feel when you can finally do it" I smiled, taking the toys into my arms, "it'll be worth it".
As I dropped my stash back into the drawer, Jason said something that I never thought I'd hear from my best friend.
"Will you do it for me?"
