“Right when I start the porn, he starts to take his clothes off already.”

You’ve all been waiting with pitched tents to hear what happened next after Part 1 of Waiting For My New Bate Bud To Arrive, here it is!

“When it’s this late, this is where I like to watch porn,” I tell him. He tells me, “I love doing it in my living room, too, man!” “There’s something so naughty about it, right?” “Yeah,” he says, “Anyone could be walking by on the street and have no idea you are watching porn on the couch naked.” “Oh my god, exactly! And tonight anybody walking by will have no idea there are two of us in here jacking off together!” “Hell yeah we are!”

Right when I start the porn, he starts to take his clothes off already. I tell him, “Let’s just strip down to our underwear.” He obliges. After he takes his shirt off, he puts his hat back on. This is so bro-ey. He def knows from our chats that this is something I am into. 

We don’t stay in our underwear for very long, though, which is fine by me. Because it’s past one in the morning, I’m not going to be that big of a prude. So within maybe two minutes of watching the porn, there we both are, thigh-to-thigh with each other, both our cocks sprung up in the open air. It’s no time at all before we have our hands on each other’s.

Because it’s his first time bating with a guy, I think it’s important for us to get to know each other’s cocks and how we like them to be stroked. I tell him, “A bate bud knows your cock just as well as he knows his own.” He nods with his baseball cap that he gets it—and he’s into it. We definitely have a bator in the making here! 

He then shows me that he likes his gripped tightly with most of the stroking action happening on the top half of his shaft. Then as I’m doing what he wants me to do on his cock, I put my hand over his hand to demonstrate that I like long strokes from the top all the way to the base and back up again. I like to hit every fucking nerve ending underneath the skin that I can with every stroke.

“Because it’s his first time bating with a guy, I think it’s important for us to get to know each other’s cocks and how we like them to be stroked.” 

He tells me that he hasn’t cum in a couple days, so he might not last that long tonight. I take his warning into consideration. “It is super late and this is only our first time,” I tell him, “This is just the icebreaker.” A first bate sesh is getting out of your comfort zones, a rather ironic saying here, as the point of getting out of your comfort zones in a bate sesh is to discover a new comfort zone with each other.

“Next time will be better,” I tell him, “and the time after that, until before you know it we’re making the eyes roll into the backs of each other’s heads because we’ve gotten so expert at stroking each other’s cocks.” 

“I’m game for everything you just said,” he tells me. Then I see something squirt out of his cock and land on his right thigh, as if he could shoot pre-cum on demand and he did it deliberately just then to show me how turned on he was. 

I asked, “Did you just cum? It’s no big deal if you did, it’s pretty common.” But he answered, “No, that was just precum.” That was something new for me. In my experience, precum is this see-through liquid that leaks out as a man is aroused and/or in the midst of masturbating. This guy’s precum was white, creamy semen. I had never in my life seen someone precum like that. 

I told him to get up so we could compare our cocks, an essential thing I do on all of my first bate sessions, regardless of how close we are in size. There is something fraternal about putting your cock up against another guy’s cock, of inspecting their likenesses and differences. That’s what this is all about, isn’t it? Being able to be your naked self with absolutely no shame with another man? Boosting each other’s self esteem? 

We get up and stand face-to-face. This is when I can see the ballcap straight-on and has the greatest effect. Shit, wish I had worn one too. The moment of truth comes: We put our cocks together. We are about the same in length but mine is thicker. After a quick comparison, he takes both of them in his hand and strokes them back and forth as opposed to up and down.

As he does this he looks me in the eye with the biggest smile on his face. It’s so fun to see what guys who have never bated with someone before try out on their first time. Like, when he’s had sex with men, was he let down that he didn’t get to go cock-to-cock, and so he’s finally getting the opportunity with me now? 

“There is something fraternal about putting your cock up against another guy’s cock, of inspecting their likenesses and differences. That’s what this is all about, isn’t it?”

I think it’s great that he’s jumped in head-first, so I let him drive for the next several minutes, let him enjoy the sensation of feeling the front of his shaft against the back of my cock, our heads lightly bumping against each other’s bodies while he strokes both in unison and we thrust our pelvises into each other. Since he’s driving, I need something to do with my hands, so I cup his balls with one, then reach around and give his smooth, firm buttcheek a nize squeeze with the other.

I then lean over and show his erect nipple some love with my tongue—this guy has very nice pecs, it would be a crime not to suck on them. He’s also smooth-chested, except for a happy trail down his midriff. I am hairy. I can tell that opposites do attract by how fucking rock hard both our penises are. 

After a few minutes of thrusting at each other inside his grip, he says he needs to take a breather or else he’ll cum. I say, “It’s fine, it’s almost 2am now. Do you want to finish?” He says that’s cool, but he has one last request: he wants to watch a porn of a girl getting fucked hard. “I know just the one,” I say and I pull up one of my favorite pussy porns from my bookmarks. 

From this point on we were each in the zone, pumping away on our own cocks, watching two guys homoerotically double-penetrate a female performer. My whole house is dark except for the blue ambient light from the TV flashing against the walls, a little through the curtains. To anybody walking by they would think there was a video game or a movie playing in that living room, just like all the other glowing windows in the neighborhood at this time of night, right?

I put on the DP scene on purpose. I often show my bate buds DP scenes because I am fascinated by the act. “I’ve always wanted to try that,” I tell him. He turns to me and says, “DP is great.” “You’ve done it?!” “Yeah, a few times.” “Can you feel the other guy’s cock on the inside?” “Yeah, you can.” “Now it all makes sense. You were really into us rubbing our cocks together tonight.” “Yeah man, that’s why I wanted to try this out.” “Oh hell yeah! Do you want to DP someone with me sometime?” “Hell yeah, man!” “Oh my god, that sounds so AMAZING!” 

You know that feeling when you’re past the point of no return? I think once I said that last line he could tell by my inflection that I was to that point—I was ready to cum. But so solitarily. I wanted a little more interaction with him. So I leaned my body towards his and gripped my non-bating hand behind his head. He followed suit by tilting his body towards me.

To get in his face I took his hat off and tossed it across the room. Now we were head to head tilted toward each other on the couch, our cocks pointed at each other. Breathing heavy into each other’s faces, I got us started on the home stretch by getting verbal. 

You wanna fuck someone at the same time as me, buddy?
Yeah, I really do!
Fuck yeah, man, my cock throbbing against your cock.
Squeezed tight inside someone’s hole!
Throbbing, throbbing, throbbing. Until . . .
We shot cum all over each other. 

As we clean up and get dressed I tell him, “You know what, dude,” “What?” “Now that you know where my house is, we can start doing something I love.” “What’s that?” “When I’m bating I’ll just tell you to come over. I’ll leave the front door unlocked so you can just walk in to find me already naked on the couch, jacking away at my dick.”

Written by BateWorld member FROTOLOGIST

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