Erotic story: Naked Nick part 2

By Patrick J. Check out part 1.

I spent entire evening masturbating,
slept a few hours, then started again the next morning. I sprawled naked in bed, my 7-inch cock greasy with Albolene, fucking my fist to the thought of Nick shooting his load. I couldn’t get the image out of my head. It was so fucking hot.

I made myself cum twice that morning and was chasing my third orgasm when the doorbell rang. Suddenly jolted from my fantasy, I grabbed a towel and walked to the front door. I looked through the peephole, and my cock throbbed. There was Nick, standing naked on the front step.

I tried to decide what to do. Should I put on shorts? He was naked, so I figured he wouldn’t mind if I was too. Should I wipe the cum off my chest? I’d seen him cum the day before, so it probably didn’t matter. Finally, I just tossed the towel aside and opened the door.

“Hey there, Nick,” I said as casually as I could.

“Hey, Jeff–niiiice! Looks like somebody’s been spankin’ it!” he said, laughing.

My greasy erection bobbed a couple of times.

“Yeah, well that’s pretty much all I do when Vanessa’s away,” I said. “Come on in.”

He strolled inside, soft cock bouncing, and looked around.

“You’ve got a really nice place,” he said. “A shit-ton nicer than ours.”

“Thanks. Can I get you a drink?”

“Probably, in a bit.”

“So what brings you over here?”

“Mike and Dustin went to the gym and I’m bored outta my skull. I thought maybe we could hang out.”

“Yeah, well I’m glad you came,” I said.

“Actually, I haven’t yet today,” he said, grinning. He squeezed his cock, which was slowly starting to grow.

“Really?” I said. “I find that hard to believe.”

“I woke up late. Why, how many times have you cum today?”

“Twice. But I’m just getting started.”


There was a brief pause, and I tried to surreptitiously check him out. The tip of his cockhead peeked out of his foreskin, a tiny droplet of precum glistening on his wide slit.

“So, what are we stroking to?” he asked.

“Oh, I was just laying back and fantasizing. But I can put in a porno, if you want to…you know…get off together.”

“Yeah, dude.”

My heart nearly leapt out of my chest. This was intense. The sexy, naked guy from next door actually wanted to masturbate with me.

I opened the cabinet by the TV where I kept my collection of porn DVDs. Vanessa didn’t mind me watching them, since she figured it kept me from cheating. If only she knew.

“So what kind of porn do you like?” I asked.

“I like everything, man.”

“I’ve got amateur, squirting, bondage, gangbang, piss-play, DP…any of this sounding good to you?”

“All of it,” he said. “Like I said, I like everything.”

I thought about going for the gay and bi movies–the ones Vanessa didn’t know about–but decided not to push my luck.

“Hey, is this your wife?” asked Nick, picking up a picture of Vanessa in a two-piece swimsuit.

“Yeah, that’s Vanessa. That’s from our trip to Cozumel last year.”

“She’s fucking hot,” he said, pulling on his half-hard cock.

“You think so, huh?”

“Fuck yeah, dude. I bet she’s a good fuck.”

Things were really starting to get interesting.

“You know,” I said in a suddenly husky voice, “I do have some home movies, if you want to watch those.”

“Of you fucking your wife?” he asked.

“Yeah. I even cum on her tits.”

“Dude, yes!” he said excitedly. “Put that shit on.”

I pulled a binder from the bottom shelf and started paging through. Nick, meanwhile, flopped onto the sofa, continuing to stroke his cock.

“This is a good one,” I said, pulling out a faintly-labeled disk and sticking it into the DVD player.

I grabbed my jar of Albolene and walked to the sofa where Nick was stroking. I sat down next to him, so close that our thighs touched. I stretched my legs out on the ottoman next to his, casually brushing his bare foot with mine.

“You want some?” I asked, offering the jar.

“Nah, I’m good,” he said. “I don’t usually use lube.”

“Oh right, you’re uncut. Lucky bastard.”

The video started with a shot of me standing naked on the patio, rubbing my half-hard cock. After a few seconds, Vanessa walks on screen wearing only a pair of sheer panties.

“Fuck man, this is hot,” said Nick, crossing his leg over mine. If he moved any closer, he’d be on top of me.

Nick was watching everything that happened on screen. By this point in the video, my wife was on her knees deepthroating me. I wasn’t paying much attention to it. I was watching Nick slowly work his foreskin up and down his pulsing shaft. I continued beating my own cock, all as I admired Nick’s toned, masculine body. He let out a soft moan, and his cockhead suddenly glistened with a drop of fresh precum.

“You like watching my wife suck my cock?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said, dazedly. He was really getting in the zone.

“You really like jerking off, don’t you Nick?”

“I fucking love it,” he moaned.

I decided to go for broke. I placed my hand on his thigh.

“You’ve got a great cock,” I said.

“Thanks,” he replied. He turned from the screen for a moment to look at me. He was smiling, which I took as a good sign.

He suddenly let go of his cock and let his hands fall to his sides. I took it as an invitation to move in. I took hold of his cock and began slowly pumping his foreskin up and down.

“Ahhh, fuck!” he groaned.

“Oh shit, am I hurting you?” I asked.

“No, dude! It feels good. Don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop.”

I turned my full attention to Nick, pumping his cock with one hand and massaging his balls with the other. He was in ecstasy. I moved my fingers down to his perineum, and he squirmed against me, growling with pleasure.

Nick was still watching the movie, where I now had Vanessa bent over a chair and was fucking her wildly for the camera.

“Yeah, pound that fucking cunt!” moaned Nick. “Give it to her hard!”

“She can really take that meat, eh?” I asked, lubing up my fingers with precum.

“She’s a hot little slut,” said Nick.

“You think my wife’s a slut?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he groaned.

I smiled. Nick was a natural at dirty talk. I pressed my slippery middle finger against his asshole and slowly pushed in.

“Oh fuck, dude!” he gasped.

I pumped his cock as hard and fast as I could while pushing my finger in and out of his hole. God, he was tight. I felt around and finally hit his prostate, which caused him to cry out.

“Fuck!” he shouted. “Of fuck, Jeff! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna fuckin’ cum!”

“Yeah, give up that load,” I panted. “I want to see you shoot.”

Nick arched his back, grabbed my thigh, and closed his eyes tightly. I felt his ass clamp down on my finger as the first volley of cum shot out of his throbbing cock and flew clear over the back of the sofa. The next few shots went everywhere–on his face, in his hair, on his chest, on my arm. I squeezed his cock firmly, and the last few drops of hot jism dribbled down my hand.

Slowly, his ass surrendered my finger, which slid out with a faint pop. He whimpered a little, but I could tell he wasn’t hurt. He was simply reveling in orgasmic bliss.

For a couple of minutes, he lay there with his eyes closed, his breaths slowing steadily. Finally, he spoke in a sleepy voice.

“That was awesome,” he said.

I applied a greasy gob of Albolene to my own cock, which I now began to stroke in earnest. It was so hot watching Nick lie there, his body drenched in sweat and cum, with a big, dreamy smile on his face.

I was close to cumming when he finally opened his eyes and looked down at my pumping fist.

“Oh dude, I’m sorry,” he said. “Let me help you out.”

Moving around to kneel on the cushion beside me, he took my cock in his hand and began to stroke. I drew in my breath. He switched to using both hands. I watched his slick palm move up and down my shaft as his fingers expertly played around my sensitive cockhead. Waves of pleasure washed over me as I surrendered to Nick’s touch.

“That feel good, dude?” he asked.

“Uh-huh,” I whimpered.

“Man, you’ve got a big cock.”

“Yeah,” I grunted.

“You gonna shoot a big load?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Yeah, come on, man. Let’s see that big fuckin’ load.”

He tightened his grip on my cock, and I suddenly couldn’t take it anymore. I let loose a thick, ropy shot of cum that hit Nick in the shoulder.

“Oh yeah man, shoot it!” he cried.

A few more watery spurts erupted from my dick, though none as impressive as the first. Most landed on Nick’s forearm, though he never pulled away. Once my cock stopped twitching, he slowed his hand to a stop.

“Nice, Jeff!” he said. “And that was your third cum of the day?”

“Yep,” I said breathlessly.

He laughed, letting go of my softening cock.

“You’re an animal!” he said. “How old did you say you were?”


“Damn. That’s awesome, man.”

“How old are you?” I asked.


By this time, the television screen was dark. The movie had ended, though I wasn’t sure when.

“Beer?” I asked.

“Yeah, definitely.”

I pulled myself up, noting that the couch cushion was now damp with sweat and cum. There were only a few beers left in the fridge. I’d need to run out for more if I was going to have the guys over.

“Redhook OK?” I asked.


I handed him a pale ale, which he gulped heartily. Neither one of us had made an attempt to wipe the cum off our bodies, which was quickly drying in the cool air.

“I’ve never had a buddy who’s as horny as me,” he said.

“You know, I guess I haven’t either.”

“A lot of buds won’t get naked with me either. But you’re into it.”

“Have you always been known as the naked guy?” I asked.

“I think so. As far back as I can remember.”

“So what is it that you like about being naked? Is it about comfort, or freedom, or is it…well…”

“Is it sexual?” he asked, finishing my sentence.

“Yeah,” I said, chuckling.

“I’m most comfortable when I’m naked,” he said. “But I get off on it, too. I like being seen naked.”

“So you’re an exhibitionist?”

“Yeah, dude.”

“That’s kind of what I thought. But I don’t have a problem with that.”

Nick laughed deeply. “Yeah, I think I sorta figured that out already,” he said.

“You have plans for the rest of the day?”

“Depends. You got any more videos of you fucking your wife?”

Nick and I jerked off together three more times that afternoon. By the time he went home, my cock was sore, my balls were drained, and my body, floor, and furniture were drenched in cum. I couldn’t stop smiling.

I crawled into bed that night still crusty with semen–some of it mine, some of it Nick’s. I wasn’t sure how fast to take things with my new naked friend. But I was hopeful that I’d get to suck the guy’s cock, one way or another.

Check out part 3 here.

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