Self-Service E1 | Bating is always better with a buddy X Bator Dave

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Ever since a buddy taught me about bating and gooning, I haven't been able to look back. Sure, of course I like sex like any other man out there, but no one knows my penis dong quite like I know it.

Only I know how to glide my hand over the sensitive gland in a way that keeps me treading water at the edge. Only I know how to switch strokes at the right time to keep the pump going endlessly. 

Only I know the perfect timing to let the spermies fly. 

In fact, this story I’m going to tell you happened when my dick was absolutely slathered in grease. My gooner friend introduced me to this jar of oily cleanser that I love dipping my hard dong into, and that was a game-changer as well.

I keep my bate set up pretty simple: a towel on the bed, a couple pillows propped up, my jar of grease and I recently added a cock ring to the mix. 

Boing!

I love it when I slap my slippery cock and it oscillates in that hypnotizing manner. I’m fucking proud of my big man dong and abusing it makes me so happy. 

Boing!

I'm supposed to go out tonight with the guys. I was down when we made the plans but now with the cock ring pushing my erection at 110%, I'm happy to stay home and do this all night. This beats having to do the hunt for willing chicks any day of the week. 

“Yo Pax, I'm out for tonight. Got shit to do.” I text my boy with my free hand. Now that that’s outta the way, I can go at it with two hands. The fucking best.

“Bruh, it's my birthday.” Paxton texts me back. Ah fucking hell. I just got my free hand all greasy too. 

“Hey Siri, call Paxton,” I say, rolling my eyes back as I fuck upwards into my slippery fists. I'm going to get out of going out one way or another.

“Hello?” Paxton answers. The silence between him picking up and my words made the background sounds crystal clear.

“Oh…oh…oh… yeah fuck me! Fuck me with that big dick!..”

“Shit.” The sound gets muffled and I hear some rushed clicks. “Hello?” 

I chuckle while sliding my hands in succession from the top of my rock-hard cock. I end each one at my heavy balls and start again at the top, creating a never-ending tunnel of pleasure. 

This is edging heaven. 

“Were you whacking off?” I ask like it isn't obvious. 

“Just trying to get one out before I get lucky tonight,” Paxton says sheepishly. “What's up? Why are you calling like my mom?” 

Cause I got both fists on my dumb gooner cock right now. I let go at the edge and let my dong stand and twitch proudly. “Yeah ok, about tonight.” 

“Yeah, what the fuck man? You can't ditch on my birthday.” 

“Well,” I know I'm talking to my friend but I can't stop stimulating my magic rod. A couple of fingers as a grip is a great teaser to keep the edge going. 

“What are you going to do instead? Jerk off marathon?” Paxton jokes and I laugh loudly. If only he can see me right now. The grease is matting down my thick pubes and making the stroke so so so smooth. 

“You've done it. I've done it. We’ve all done it.” I settle back into a full grip stroke. “Ah yeah…” 

I didn't realize that I actually moaned until I noticed Paxton didn't answer for a couple seconds. I would be more embarrassed if I wasn't so edged and horny at the moment. 

All that matters to me right now? Keeping my penis dong happy. Getting lost in the pleasure and building up the sperm tanks.

“Dude, just finish and then come out with me.” 

Nah, I'm going to beat it until I'm raw. 

“Save the goon sesh for another day.”

Goon sesh? What does he know about that? 

It's like my penis stood at full attention as I pondered the possibility. All guys masturbate, but not all guys masturbate. Is Paxton one of them?? 

“How long have you been going?” I ask, twisting my fist over my head and holding my breath at the new type of tension. 

“Like an hour or so.” 

Gooner. 

Gooner penis.

He’s a penis masturbator. 

“Come over and let's finish together.” My cock throbs in my hand. The words came from it and not me. 

“Finish together?” I hear in his voice that his dick is telling him to come. 

“You know what I mean,” I reply. If there's anything my gooner friend taught me, it's that bators want to sperm together. Gay or straight, it doesn't matter. Sperm is sperm. Only men understand this feeling.

He was here about 30 minutes later. I cleaned up the grease in the meantime but my cock ring kept me semi-hard inside my pajama pants when I opened the door. 

“Yo.” We do a bro hug and I lead the way to my room in the basement. I had left the towel on the bed and the jar of grease on the table on purpose for easy access. I look at Paxton's reaction carefully just to confirm a final time that he knows what's happening. He's a chill guy and I don't expect him to freak out either way. 

“Dude,” he murmurs. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a little jar of the same oily cleanser. “It's my go-to.” 

Gooner. 

I grab a second towel and lay it out next to mine. Then, with my cock leading the way, I take off my pants and sit on the oily stain on my green towel. “Let's do it, man.” 

Pax undoes his belt and drops his jeans. He's the classic skinny white boy with a horse cock. I've seen it at the pool before so I knew that it would be like that. Hard though, bro is majestic with the length. 

“Great fucking dong.” I watch it swing as he sits next to me. “Can you even get that whole thing in a pussy?” I reach over his body to scoop up some grease from the jar.

“No,” Paxton says honestly. He grabs the shaft with both hands and his mushroom tip still clears the top of his fist by a lot. I offer the jar to him and he scoops up a sizable amount. 

I was halfway through a porn video before he came over so I just put it back on. Elbow to elbow, we unashamedly slathered our cocks with bator grease to the sound of moaning. 

“Oh yeah… oh yeah! Yeah! Yeah!” 

My bator stick is so happy to be sharing the penis pleasure with another bro. The energy of sharing my bed with another man twisting his dong fuels me and makes me rock fucking hard. 

We mirror each other’s stroke until we get too close to the edge to play. This is my favourite part of stroking, where each touch becomes a gamble of getting more pleasure or opening the floodgates. 

“Oh shit…” I grab my swollen member at the base and slap it against my palm. 

“Dude…” Paxton holds his horse cock away from his body and lets it swing back to his shirt. If he took his shirt off, I think we'd see that it's long enough to touch his belly button. “Did I ever tell you my parents made me do figure skating as a kid?” 

“Yeah?” He's a sick skateboarder so I'm not totally surprised. 

“I'm going to do something a little weird if that's alright.” Paxton uses the edge of the towel to dry his goon stick. He grabs his legs from behind his knees and leans forward. 

“WHOA!” I sit up as straight as his cock tip touches his lips. He rubs himself on the inside of the lips and lets out a big sigh. 

How?

“I've always been grateful for this,” Paxton says and kisses his dong. “Oh fuck…”

He can pleasure his dick to the maximum potential. He probably does this every single day. 

I would if I were him. 

He lurches forward and takes in half his dick. “MMMmM…Mmm…mmm…mmmm….mmm…” He rocks back and forth on my bed, sucking himself deeper with each pass. 

Freakshow gooner. 

Ultimate penis pleasure. 

I watch him reposition his hands behind his knees and pull his legs back enough to swallow himself fully. I get up from my towel and position myself in front of him so I can see what's going on.

His hairy hole winks at me as he sucks his dick ravenously. I put both hands on my meat and thrust into it as I watch the surreal scene in front of me. 

God I wish I could do that. 

I'd do this every single day to taste my own spermies. 

Gluck…Gluck…Gluck…. 

“Oh…oh…” Paxton moans while self servicing. “Oh….MMM...”

His asshole contracts and then launches into rapid fire pulsing.

“MMMm…MMMM!” he whines loudly. 

Straight down the chute. 

“I'm going to sperm!” The right feeling arrives as soon I see a drop of cum drip out of Paxton’s lips. “FUCK!” 

“MM!” 

I web over the top of his hair and then blast a couple shots at his winking hole. Paxton lifts his head in surprise and drools his cum back onto his long cock. 

So much Bator cum. 

“Oh god!” I fuck my fist, spraying over his balls and then the towel in front of him. My cock shows my appreciation for his bate by emptying out my balls in tribute to his incredible skill. I inch closer so I can dribble more onto his hairy nuts.

“Oh dude. Fuck.” He laughs as he pulls a string of his cum off his hair. “Super soaker.” 

“You do that often?” I fling the rest of my cum onto him. 

“Wouldn't you?” Paxton pulls his legs up again and licks our cum mixture off his cock. 

Who wouldn't? 

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