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Aristophanes voiced an opinion in Plato's Symposium when he said, "[True men] show their masculinity throughout their boyhood by the way they make friends - becoming men, and the delight they take in lying beside them and being taken in their arms. And these are the most hopeful of the nation's youth, for theirs is the most virile constitution."
"...& coming back after the party & passing out on his bead wearing only his briefs & socks; -I wasted no time using long athletic socks to tie his muscular arms to the metal structural frame that ran only a few centimeters below the mattress level. This position pulled him toward the mattress end so that his neck gently curved over the mattress edge opening his airway while he slept. I slowly dimmed the lights to off so that only the yellow sodium lamps outside the window illuminating the street cast their yellow glow into our 2nd story dorm room. Positioning myself in the gap between his mattress and the wall, I slightly lifted his handsome man head into the cradle of my right hand and then began to slowly kiss his slightly open mouth, his forehead, cheeks & nape of his neck. After about 2 minutes of slow passionate gentle kisses applied to his head, face & neck - my roomie began to stir some from his drunken condition & kiss me back. As he gently strained against the socks holding his arms outstretched against the metal bed frame, I continued my slow bout of tongue wrestling with him as I observed his erection growing within his briefs & pushing against the fabric as his legs alternately rose & fell as his barely conscious body slowly struggled against the restraints holding his arms & his legs reflexively searched unsuccessfully for some foothold to obtain a better leveraged body position. After another 15 minutes passed, he began to moan vocalizations that I squelched by covering his lips with mine & smothering his pleasured groans with soft, wide kisses. About the same time his erection reached full length & found freedom as it pushed by the elastic waistband of his shorts. Occasional hard spasms caused his hungry erection to stiffen & straighten. Another couple of minutes passed as his body straightened & his abs tightened as his toes curled hard causing the joints in his muscular feet to crack as a thick, viscous shot of semen erupted from his overwhelmed penis & created a streamer of man spunk that stretched from his heaving navel to his chin. I smothered his louder vocalizations by keeping his mouth covered with mine. A second later another long sticky cumm-shot laid a trail along his left pec that reached to his left earlobe along his thick neck. The spectacle caused me to dump my load into my sweats as his 3rd volley landed short on his abs. The next few contractions drooled most of his remaining load into his naval zone. Soon, he was relaxing in his refractory period where sleep swallowed him again.
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You guys nailed it! My 1st C2C experience
with a guy (Tom) was when I was a teen & a member of the swim team
- during early summer break. We were using his family's camp near a
lake & decided to share the bed in his bedroom rather than mess up
the other beds in the cabin. We ended up doing a late night swim
& it was kinda cold in the area at night because of the low
altitude. 
I
reached over & turned the light off leaving everything in
silhouette & told him that he'd
probably warm up soon & try to relax. Then I slid down
on the bed some so that I was eye-level to his navel & told him to "lift up for a
sec" as I slid my hands to his hips. He lifted his pelvis & I
tugged his towel wrap loose & pulled it off -leaving it on
the far edge of the bed. It was then I began to gently kiss and
lick along the length of his semi-hard penis. Well, it didn't take
him long to warm up & soon his pulse was racing hard & his
breathing was ramped up a notch as his stiffening dick grew in my
mouth & his
testicles began to slowly move up and down within his low hanging
balls as muscular contractions lifted them occasionally in growing
sexual anticipation. Neither of us said a word & just slowly -ever
so slowly snuggled -enjoying all the skin to skin contact. Tom
was in shape & the muscles beneath his skin were easy to feel as I
rubbed him from legs to his back over his bare arse. Tom loosely
wrapped his lower legs around my torso & back. He was
massively hard & continued to stiffen ever harder as I worked his cock
in my watering maw -and I noticed that slow strokes on his lower back
& arse were causing his monster cock to harden even
more & making his abs slightly tighten as well as the globes of
his muscular arse. It felt like I had a river of jizz stopped up
in my dick -ever so close to breaching containment, -but the best part
of the experience was Tom's reactions. What has happening to him was slowing getting him
off & instead of trying to make it happen on his part -- he was captive to it
& it was such a turn on -that he couldn't control what his
genital's
responses were. And it was feeling him - slowly losing control
that I found to be the biggest turn on of all. A quiet but frantic
groan with a tightening of the hug of his legs, was accompanied with both arse
cheeks turning to steel as he arched his back, & his frantic dick
began seizuring out a string of
ejaculations that he expelled with such urgency into my mouth that it felt like he
wanted to crawl out of his skin. Feeling it happen to him made
me cum like a racehorse. And then -feeling the
intensity let up so that he was able to bask in the relief -even while
intermittent contractions made his dick
occasionally
dry-heave in my
tendering mouth; --Again
-it was the focus of the experience. The best part of getting
the other guy off was the shared empathy of the act.
His
experience mattered the most -& in coaxing an orgasm out of him -
I was satiated too. I took a moment to peel my towel wrap off &
tossed it to the floor, & crawling back up on him so that our cocks
docked,
I spit his collected wad like a chewing-tobacco shot into a
trash can near my bed & grabbed a bottle of mouthwash from the headboard
and rinsed a few times & spit using the same trashcan as a spitoon. As
I continued to kiss his chest - I matter-of-factly told him, "Man,
you've got a fuck'n beautiful cock-n-ball set bro. I could easily
make a habit out of doing that...if that's OK with you?". Tom, still
breathing heavily, smiled & whispered: "Fuck yeah...". It was a
natural, normal guy thing and not some gender-confused event; -Just a
couple of dudes lov'n on each other in honest empathy. And that's my
point. It's always been that way with a buddy. Empathy makes the act totally rock & empathy afterwards reinforced the
level of respect & compassion he felt radiate from me. It
was always a "guy thing", -NEVER a "gAy thing".
Masculinity was never treated as if any type of compromise had been
made -because none had. Nobody had been "Bitched". And the
innate aversion to arse-phukk'ing was central to this atmosphere of
friendship, respect & intimate masculinity. The combination
was friendship mixed with a love of the masculine w. intense respect
for the manhood of the man, - while never ever confounding M2M
intimacy with anything resembling (or even hinting at) using a guy in
proxy of a woman! It's that extreme level of respect for
masculinity that frames the M2M relationships I've had where
testosterone turned tender. The "gay" community simply
doesn't understand how repulsive "it" has become to lots of regular guys
-whether ambisexual or 100% into men. Like the g0ys say:
"Men don't bitch men!", & that sentiment is beyond
obvious!