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Our friendship was like no other that I’ve ever had before and the prolonged
instances of nudity between us were becoming questionable. On a cool night in
November, Free and I sat in their hot tub drinking a bottle of Merlot that I’d
swiped from my old man’s liquor cabinet. It got us pretty buzzed and we had to
play it off as we walked passed his parents on the way to his bedroom. Once
there, Free stripped enthusiastically until he was naked and then crawled face
first onto his bed. I didn’t say anything as I peeled my wet shorts down and
stepped out of them. Free’s naked ass was right there on display and I was
pretty sure that he was aware of it. But I reminded him anyway.
“Dude! – Don’t fall asleep, you’re still naked.” I said.
“Like you haven’t seen my ass before! – Besides, the door is locked.” He mumbled
with his face resting on his pillow.
I didn’t respond and just went about turning on the TV set and then turning off
the lights. I must have sat naked on the edge of his bed for 30 minutes looking
at the backside of his body from head to toe. I liked the way his lower back
sunk down before raising back upward to transition into the curved cheeks of his
ass. It was hard to keep from reaching over to feel his skin. I was dying to
know if it was a smooth as it looked as he lay there in all of his naked glory.
I knew that that it was warm because I could feel the heat just sitting there so
close to him. Eventually I took up a position lying face down and naked right
next to him.
I quickly drifted off to sleep and didn’t wake until Free had succumbed to his
hormonal urges in the middle of the night. Even though my head was turned
towards him on my pillow, I kept my eyes closed and lay perfectly still. My
heart began to race as I heard a sound that was so familiar to me that I knew
what it was with absolute certainty. It was the sound of the pump on a bottle of
hand lotion and my heart began to race as I waited to hear another sound that I
was also very familiar with. Seconds later I could hear the tell-tail squishy
sound of lotion being rubbed up and down the length of a stiff cock. I carefully
opened one eye and was greeted with the sight of Free’s right hand making love
to his rock hard penis bathed only in the dim blue light from the TV set. It was
more then enough to see everything so clearly and I’d quickly close my
Eyes when he’d look over to be sure I was asleep.
I watched him struggle to keep a paper towel steady on his belly and then give
up as his orgasm started to build rather quickly. He started twisting his right
fist over the head of his hard cock and to my surprise, he used his left hand to
gently squeeze my right butt cheek as several pulses of semen poured out of the
head of his cock. It didn’t squirt out like mine did, but rather pulsed out in
wave after wave. I could see how some of the slimy strings of semen would dangle
from the tip of his cock until the next wave helped them to break free. They all
seemed to pool between his belly button and pubic hair while I was used to
covering the tip of my cock so I didn’t cum all over my face. I watched him make
use of the paper towel to clean up the sticky mess he’d made of his belly. So
much so that he had to tear off a second paper towel from the roll to finish the
job. Then he pulled the covers over his cock and my ass and I instinctively
reached down to adjust my hard cock into a more comfortable position. I figured
that he’d roll over and go to sleep but he didn’t. He got real quite as if he
was listening to my breathing and then whispered softly.
“Oh man! – Are you awake?” He asked.
“Yeah!” I whispered quietly
“I’m so embarrassed.” Free said.
“Why? – You’re not the only one who likes to do that.” I said.
“I know! – I don’t mean that, I mean.” Free said.
I cut him off again by saying that there was nothing wrong with masturbating
even though I knew that Free was talking about squeezing my ass while he was
cumming. I expanded the meaning of my comment by saying that there was nothing
wrong with anything that he did. I told him that I was the one who did wrong by
pretending to be asleep so that I could watch him do it.
“That’s okay!” Free said.
“It is?” I said
“Yeah! – I’m pretty sure I would have done the same thing.” He said.
“In that case hand me the lotion so I can take care of this!” I said as I rolled
over exposing my boner.
“DAMN! – Look at thing! – It’s twitching!” Free said.
“Come on man! – Hand me the lotion! – This is an emergency!” I said.
I held out my hand while Free pumped a few squirts of lotion into my palm. I
went right to work coating my cock with lotion and that squishy sound once again
filled the room. Except this time I was openly being watched as I made love to
my hard cock. With his elbow on the mattress and his chin resting in the open
palm of his hand, Freedom watched me masturbate at a much slower rate then he
had a used to stroke his cock a few minutes earlier.
“It feels so good, doesn’t it?” Free whispered.
“Yeah! – Really good!” I whispered back.
“Jeeze! – Watching you do it is making me want to do it again.” He said
breathlessly.
“Go for it! – I’ll slow down and let you catch up.” I said
Free had his cock lubed up in a flash and to my surprise he also grabbed his
towel from the floor and spread it out on the mattress between us. We lay there
facing each other and masturbating with wild abandoned as we increased our
stroking so that we’d cum together. I knew perfectly well that Free was nowhere
near a safe distance from my cock when its about to shoot, and I warned him
about it. But he said that it was okay with him if it was okay with me, and it
was. By the time that either of us was on the verge of cumming, we’d moved so
close to each other that the tips of our cock were buried in each other pubic
patches.
“I’m gonna cum again!” Free said.
I looked down at the semen that dropped out of his cock directly onto the towel
between us. I could tell that backing up a few inches was sufficient for Free to
keep from cumming on me. I just hoped that he didn’t assume that it was
sufficient to keep me from cumming on him.
“I’m gonna cum Free! – Here it comes! – Oh yeah! – I’m cumming! – I’m cumming!”
I said and watched the look of surprise wash over his face as the first blast of
my semen splattered all over his hand, dick, and balls. The second blast shot
off with such force, I actually heard it splatter against his belly. The third
shot did pretty much the same before Free verbalized his shock.
“Whoa! – Man! – You’re cumming all over me dude! – Now I know why you warned
me.” He said.
“Sorry!” I said as yet another shot of semen squirted out right on to his hand.
“Its okay! – It’ll wash off.” He said
We went right to sleep after that and didn’t really talk about it in the
morning. I want to talk about it to be sure that Free didn’t regret doing it,
but I assumed that he would say something if he did. We made it an unspoken
ritual to masturbate together every time we slept over at each other’s house. I
especially enjoyed the nights that he slept over my house because I had my own
bathroom in my bedroom that allowed us to shower the cum off of our bodies
together. It was only after we shared a romantic hug in the shower one night did
Free confirm that while he enjoyed what we did together, that he wasn’t gay. In
any other situation, I would have said, “neither am I” but I was gay and I
wasn’t about to lie to Free. But I wasn’t about to admit the truth either.
But when we were fully clothed he flat out cornered me and said that he noticed
how I didn’t say that I wasn’t gay when he did. He just stood there waiting for
me to respond and eventually it became clear to him that I wasn’t going to.
“It doesn’t matter to me if you are or aren’t, you know? – I just wanted you to
know where I stood so it doesn’t fuck up this awesome friendship we’ve got
going. Okay?” He said giving me a hug.
He said that he’s never had a friend like me as he reached down and squeezed my
ass with both of his hands and I did the same telling him that I wasn’t
intentionally keeping secrets from him. I was just being extra careful that I
didn’t say anything that wasn’t true or that I couldn’t take back. From that
point on, our sleepovers begin to include naked caressing and cuddling that had
me more in love then I have ever been before. We had managed to touch every inch
of each others body while somehow avoiding direct hand to penis contact. There
was a definitive line that we’d never spoken about, yet we knew exactly where
and what it was and didn’t cross it. But that was all before the little ski trip
we took during Christmas vacation.
On the night before Christmas, I’d come out to my special friend and finally
feel “Freedom” in ways that I hadn’t even imagined yet.
To Be Continued...
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