Wanking Project Buddies
                               By Jack Story

This story is about my friend Derek and I when we were project buddies at
our satellite facilities at one of those famous companies....this one
begins with the letter R..... This was a new research communications
satellite, and we just got started with assembly of the MPU/APU...main and
auxiliary power units. I got to meet this guy named Derek. He was cute. He
was about my size. 5' 9" 145 lbs. He was well shaped and looked very
athletic. He liked to wear athletic clothes like me.

I walked up to him after talking to my super about the power on relay kits
we had to sort, then introduced myself to my new project buddy. He smelled
wonderful. A real man. We were both in our early 20s'. He was a blond and I
had black hair but it was otherwise like seeing double, because of our size
and profiles. We were both in nylon warm-up pants and T-shirts under our
anti-static garb, we had to wear along with the booties, and the goofy
looking hair cap.

We had to wear these goofy things because we worked in a clean
room environment. You could do surgery in here easily. Derek and
I were hard workers, no screwing around on the clock. We had 2 fifteen
minute breaks and a 60 minute lunch. I had lunch with Derek at the
cafeteria. We sat away from the others. This cafeteria was huge. You could
park a B1 in here no problem. I had pasta and salad lunch, Derek had a soup
and ham and cheese sandwich on rye. We talked about sports for a while
wondering if our favorite hockey team and basketball team were going to do
it tonight and finally win. I had to do everything I could from reaching
across under the table and feeling this guys meat through his warm-up
pants. It looked like he had the same urge as me, I could see it in his
eyes.

Well, lunch was over so we went back to work. I could see a nice bulge
building in his pants and also mine of course. We put back on our goofy
uniforms and did our job. The rest of the day went well. The power modules
were almost ready for first quality control check. It was time to go home.
It was dulls-ville Monday and so I wanted to invite Derek over to my place.
I told Derek that I had just got this killer satellite at my place and if
he wanted to watch some basketball with me . He said sure. So we hopped
into our cars and he followed me to my house. I had a nice house.

I inherited this house from my grand uncle and aunt. It was a
nice 2 story house 5 bedroom,3 baths, nice big backyard etc...
The satellite was in the rear corner of the backyard. We came into the
house, I told Derek to make himself at home. He kicked back on my sofa. I
got us some beers and sat down next to him and switched on the big screen.
There was a college basketball game playing and we drank our beers and
watched the game. I remarked, look at those guys legs, man they are strong
I said. He said yeah. I'll bet they got a huge one in their shorts too
Derek remarked. I glanced down at Derek's nylon warm-ups and there was
definitely some heat growing in his pants with his dick.

It made this nice shiny bulge in his warm-ups. There was nothing more
better than to see that hot studs cock dance in his shiny blue Reebok
warm-up pants. He looked at my green Speedo nylon warm-ups and saw my cock
do the cha-cha in those pants too. All of a sudden, there was a killer 3
pointer from half court. Nothing but net. We both jumped up in excitement.
Both our cocks bobbed up and down in our pants like hard steel bolts. We
sat down again but as we did, Derek's right hand drifted over to my leg. He
lightly rubbed my leg through my nylon warm-ups.

 [Image]  Then he moved up to the vertical crotch seam, and used his index
          finger to lightly touch and move up and down the seam. My cock
was at max bulging size just by his teasing. He then started to palm my
crotch of my nylon Speedo pants. He was kneading my cock like he was making
pizza dough. The feel of him rubbing my cock, and the sound my nylon
warm-up pants was making was sheer rapture. He continued to do this. I
trying to keep from cumming, I reached over and started to massage his man
meat through his shiny blue Reebok nylon warm-ups. The sound of nylons
warm-up pants being rubbed and messaged filled the room.

His rubbing and stroking was harder and stronger now, as was mine. We
looked at each other to see who would shoot their load in their warm-ups
first. We were now going full speed now. Finally I could see him really get
hot and bothered. He was moaning up a storm here, as was I.

We were now obviously ignoring the game, because of our pants-fest going
on. All of a sudden, he shuddered and with a great moan, tensed, and seemed
to shoot off a load in his pants. I couldn't see his cum ooze out of the
nylon shell. Then I couldn't hold back any more either and blasted a huge
load in my pants too. He couldn't see my cum ooze out of my pants either,
so we kept jerking each other off some more through our nylon pants and
shot not one, but 2 more loads in our pants.

Finally, the cum penetrated the lining in his pants and mine was penetrated
with my cum too, those nice dark slippery stains could be seen from a good
cum. We stopped for a while, drank a few more beers. We got randy again,
and this time we ground our crotches of our nylon warm-up pants together
for another 3 loads of hot juicy white cum.

The front of our pants were soaked with all that cum. It was great. Derek
stayed the night, and we washed our nicely cum stained warm-up pants and as
that was going on jerked and sucked each other off. We then went to sleep.

The next morning, we woke up late and figured, no sense going to work, so
we called in sick. We put on our nylon warm-ups and had another
Reebok/Speedo masturbation championship wank. We both won, the grand prize,
nice shiny dark wet nylon warm-up pants, with blow-jobs and fucking as a
bonus. J.T.