Date: Mon, 16 Jul 2007 22:31:36 +0000
From: alex drew <rabbit69_8@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: me and chris: the sleepover

one day, in the summer a couple of years ago, I went to a sleep over with
some of my friends. There was going to be me, Chris, Joe and rob there, at
Joe's house. We thought it would be fun, just some friends hanging round,
and watching films all night. But when the night was nearing an end, things
turned differently.

At this point in time, me and rob were 12, Chris was 13 and Joe was 15. I
don't know about the other 3, but I was at that point in life where I was
horny for 20 hours of the day. This means I would masturbate about 3 times
a day at least, once in the morning and twice at night. As I said before, I
don't know about the others, but I suspect it is much the same story. Me,
Joe and Rob were all straight, but Chris was gay. All the time I have known
him he was gay. He never had a sudden change, but we all accepted it.

Anyway, the night wore on and we got through quite a lot of films, until it
was about 3am and we were all ready to go to bed. So we got out the duvets
and slept on the floor in the living room (the only room with enough space
for us all). After about 20 minutes of lying down, I got a sudden rush of
horniness. I didn't know what to do, and I knew it wouldn't let me sleep. I
tightly gripped my cock between my thighs, hoping it would either go away
or release slowly and quietly. But it didn't. it just made it worse and
worse until I had to do something.

I don't know what came over me next; I have never felt like this before. I
had a sudden urge to touch another boy. I was lying next to Chris, facing
him, and I knew he was gay so he wouldn't object. He was asleep, and I knew
it wouldn't stay that way. I slowly and steadily reached forwards, under
the edge of my quilt, and then under the edge of his. I didn't want to wake
him, but I thought he was awake when I touched his leg and he let out a
sigh. I gently stroked his leg and he shuffled forwards to make it easier
for me. I felt around his upper leg, just above his knee, and slowly worked
my way up. After a couple of seconds I found his erect cock, which was
quite a good size for his age, about 5 inches. Mine was about 6, so not
that much bigger. I slowly caressed the bulge in his trousers for a few
seconds before undoing his fly. I had trouble with his button though, and I
felt his hand touch mine as he helped me with it. Our hands seemed to stay
together for a couple of seconds, not moving, before he pulled it back up
and let me carry on. That sent a new feeling of content through me, joining
the rush of horniness.

He undid his button, and I caressed his cock through his boxers. It felt
quite nice, and I suspected he thought the same thing. I pulled on the
front of his boxers, bringing them down to the same lever as the bottom of
his thigh. I shuffled a bit closer to make sure I can reach well, but I had
to do everything quietly so as to not wake the others. This was actually
quite exciting, I have never seen another boys cock before, let alone touch
and play with one. I slid my hand down his front and stroked his cock
smoothly. It felt so nice, I almost came right then. I put my hand around
it first loosely, and rubbed up and down. I felt his muscles tense at that
moment. I held tighter and started moving faster. I have only ever done
this to myself, but it feels much better to do it to someone else. I felt
his back straighten and his hips moving his crotch up and down. I carried
on, going faster and harder until he came onto the duvet that I was holding
just above him and the last little bit dribbled over my hand. It felt so
warm, and I licked it off my hand. I knew this was still turning him on, as
when I pulled my hand away he shuffled closer. The whole time I did this I
was close to coming, and as I thought about what just happened I felt the
duvet move.

His hand was stroking my leg gently, exactly as I did to him. He went up
and undid my fly and I undid the button, as before. This time our hands
both met, but stayed for longer. It was the sense of what I did to him and
what he was about to do to me that made us both feel so warm inside. He was
the first to let go, and he reached inside my boxers straight away. I felt
his grip on my cock, very warm and loose. He clenched his fist slightly,
and started working up and down. It didn't take me long to cum, as I was
still very worked up about touching him.

As soon as I came, he let go and we never mentioned another word about it
for the rest of that night. Not for a long wile after, actually, but we are
closer friends now, if you know what I mean.