Date: Mon, 04 Aug 2003 15:27:55 -0600
From: Jason Tyler <jasontyler_gpc@hotmail.com>
Subject: While Aaron Sleeps

While Aaron Sleeps
By Jason Tyler

The disclaimer:   **sex ahead**   If you're not looking for sex stories,
then what the hell are you doing on this website. You already know that if
this is illegal in your area, then you shouldn't be reading it, but you're
gonna anyway. It's like the keep off the grass signs...you never thought of
walking on the grass until you read the sign, but now it's the only thing
you want to do.  So this disclaimer is "don't come over to me house and have
sex with me"...getting any ideas?

And now the story...


My name is Jason and I had just turned 15. I was obsessed with seeing my
best friend naked. He was so cute and just my type of guy. That's probably
the main reason I became friends with him and we'd known each other since we
were 12. He was shorter than me and about 140 lbs. He had rock hard abs as
I'd seen him shirtless many times.  Unfortunately he was shy and wouldn't
get naked in front of anyone when we went swimming or played racquetball. He
always wrapped a towel around himself or used a change booth.  I tried
everything I knew to see what he had between his legs, but no one knew I was
gay and I sure as hell didn't want to be labeled a fag, so I was really
careful about how much attention I gave him.  My dick was just over 6 1/2 "
long and cut, so I figured I was about average in the dick department. I was
also average in everything else, looks, sports ability and school.

Then my opportunity arrived one weekend when I was sleeping over at his
place. We stayed at each others places quite a bit, sleeping in our own bed
with the other one in a sleeping bag on the floor.  This night, Aaron's
parents were out for the night, so we got a little crazy and started tasting
the alcohol in the liquor cupboard. It was mostly disgusting, but by the end
of it my head was spinning and so was Aaron's. I'm thinking we must have
been drunk, but I had nothing to compare it to. We decided to crash early
and headed up to bed. We undressed to our underwear and each got into our
own beds. Mine was on the floor as usual.  I like to sleep naked at home as
I find clothes uncomfortable, but when I slept over, I wore my boxers. We
talked for a bit, about what I have no idea, and eventually fell asleep. I
woke up a little while later as I had to take a wicked piss and I had a
headache.  When I came back, Aaron had kicked his covers slightly off and I
could see his chest and the top of his boxers. I felt myself becoming hard
just looking at him.  I got partially back into my sleeping bag, but raised
up enough to put my head on the side of the bed so I could continue staring
at him.  The more I looked the harder my dick got and the hornier I was
becoming.

I knew I wanted to see what he had under his shorts and as I watched him
sleep I decided to be a little bold.  I reached up and touched his stomach
carefully to see if he would react. I was ready to drop to my sleeping bag
in case he woke up, but nothing happened. He didn't flinch or move or even
change his breathing.  I looked at him closely and could see his eyes going
back and forth under his eyelids. It looked funny, but I knew from school,
that this was called REM sleep. Rapid Eye Movement (at least that's what I
think it's called). I moved my hand across his stomach with a little more
pressure and he still didn't move, so I pushed the covers back a bit more to
expose all of his boxers and part of his leg. Fortunately there was enough
light coming in the window from the street light  that I could see
everything clearly. My heart was pounding as I tried to look up the leg of
his shorts.  I still couldn't see anything.  I lifted up one edge of his
shorts to pull them away from his leg to see if that was any better.  I kept
looking up at his face to make sure he wasn't aware of what I was doing and
he was still sleeping peacefully. I slowly pushed his shorts up his leg to
see if I could expose part of his dick, if not all of it.  His balls came
into view and I'm sure I gasped as I had my first look of what I'd thought
about for so long.  He didn't have much hair on them and they looked so
wonderful, nice and tight in a big package.  I carefully moved a finger to
touch them, once again getting ready to drop to the floor if he woke up.  My
finger brushed across the bottom of his balls and I watched as they began to
move inside the sack. It always fascinated me watching my own as they moved
by themselves, but this was amazing. My dick was rock hard and I slipped it
out of my own shorts to play with it.  I needed to see more, so I tried to
push his shorts further to get a look at his dick, but they were as far as
they would go without me pulling them out from under him.  I pulled the
shorts back down covering him back up and proceeded to look for the fly in
the front. Maybe I could see more through there.  I opened his fly and
peeked in, but it was too dark to see anything. I put a finger inside to
poke around and I could feel his pubic hair. He seemed to have a nice patch
and about the same as me.  I moved my finger around inside his fly, but I
didn't want to put my whole hand in there in case it got stuck.   I rubbed
against his dick and it felt warm and slightly rubbery. I'd only had sex
with one guy before, so I knew what a dick felt like, but this was
different. It was so exciting. Maybe the danger was pumping my adrenaline
and causing me to feel this way, but whatever it was I loved it.  I added a
second finger and applied a little pressure to his dick as I rubbed it up
and down.  I almost had a heart attack when his dick moved slightly and
began to grow, so I removed my hand and dropped to the floor quickly.  At
that point I didn't know whether or not a dick would get hard when you're
asleep and I certainly didn't want to take any chances on getting caught. I
lay still for about a minute and when I figured it was safe, I looked back
up at him.

Aaron was still lying on his back, exactly as I had left him. That was
encouraging.  I slipped my fingers back into his shorts and being a little
more bold I began to stroke him with the intention of seeing whether or not
he would get hard.  Slowly his dick responded and began to grow. I was sure
that I'd stopped breathing and was staring intently at Aaron's face to watch
for any signs that he might be awake or was waking up. He just lay there
getting harder and harder.  I still didn't want to slip my entire hand into
his boxers as I was sure I couldn't get it out fast enough if I had to, but
I did want to see his hard dick. It felt as big as mine if not bigger, so I
was getting desperate to have a good look. I didn't know if I'd ever get
another chance like this so I maneuvered his dick out of his fly and laid it
on top of his boxers. I removed my hands and just looked at it, getting as
close as I dared but still leaving enough getaway time.  It was thicker than
mine and very smooth. It stuck straight out and didn't bend or curve at all.
I could see some of his pubic hair and it looked bushier than mine too.  I
wrapped my entire hand around his dick and began to stroke him along the
whole length.  So now I knew you could get a guy hard when he was sleeping,
and I began to wonder if you could get someone to cum as well.  I was so
excited and horny, that I decided to remove my own boxers and jerk off in
unison. I stopped stroking him for a second while I got undressed and pulled
the sleeping bag into a position that could cover me in a second if I needed
to.

Once again, I wrapped my fingers around Aaron's shaft and began to stroke up
and down along it's length.  My other hand following along matching move for
move on my own dick.  The faster I jerked off myself, the faster I jerked
off Aaron. I was having a sensory overload. I was trying to jerk off, while
jerking someone else off, while watching to see if he was going to wake up.
I was getting so close to cumming that I was sure that nothing could stop me
now. Then he moved. I let go of his dick, quick, fast and in a hurry and
dropped back to the floor. My own dick having reached the point of  no
return began shooting its load onto my stomach and into my pubic hair. I
pulled the covers over me as I dropped back to the floor, and tried to keep
them lifted up a bit as the cum was blasting out of my dick. Not only that,
but I was breathing heavy and trying really hard to slow it down and be
quiet in case he was awake.  I lay there for a couple of minutes as my heart
slowed down and my breathing returned to normal.  I continued to lie silent
feeling the cum cooling on my chest.  When I hadn't heard any more moving
from above me, I reached beside me to grab a sock to clean myself up. I just
hoped it was my sock I was using.  After I was cleaned up enough, I slowly
eased myself up to see his dick again, but he had turned over and his dick
was now hidden beneath him.  I slid a hand under his boxers to feel his ass
which was hairless and super smooth. It also felt as hard as a rock. His ass
was amazing. I wanted to kiss it, but I settled for just rubbing it for now.
  I ran my hand down his leg and felt the soft hair on the just below his
knees and lower leg. It was starting to turn me on again, and I wanted to
explore every inch of him. Part of me thought about yanking his shorts down
and just going for it, regardless of the consequences, but I had already
begun planning for the next sleepover.  I continued to rub his legs and he
moved again. I dropped back to the floor and decided that maybe that was
enough for tonight. I waited a few seconds and had one last look at his
beautiful body, getting my nose close to him and breathed deeply.  I would
remember his smell for a long time.   I pulled the covers back over him and
went back to the floor to fall asleep, satisfied for now.

We awoke the next morning and nothing was said, so I was happy. If his dick
was still sticking out of his shorts in the morning, I never knew as he
would never talk about it anyway.

I continued my plans for our next sleepover and snuck some vodka out of my
Dad's liquor cupboard. I heard that vodka is the best as it doesn't really
taste like alcohol when mixed with orange juice or other stuff. So when
Aaron came over, I showed him the bottle and we both agreed to get drunk
again. After saying goodnight to my parents we headed to my room and I
locked the door behind us.  We lay on my bed started to drink while watching
a movie. After a few drinks I was upset that nothing seemed to be happening.

"Do you feel drunk?" I asked Aaron

"Nope, but I feel kinda light headed" he replied. "Or maybe heavy headed, I
dunno. I can't seem to keep my head up. What does drunk feel like anyway?"

"How would I know?" I asked, kinda giggling as I talked.  We had a few more
drinks and as the movie finished I put phase two of my plan into place.

"Oh shit, dude. I forgot that my Mom sent our sleeping bags out to be
cleaned. If you promise not to steal all the covers, you can sleep on the
bed with me. But no kicking or any weird shit."  I have a queen size bed, so
there's lots of room. It's just that Aaron and I had never shared a bed
before. I had shared my bed with other friends...but I'm sure that'll be
another story.

"I could just sleep on the floor with a blanket" he said, his voice sounding
a little slurred.

"Nah, that would just be uncomfortable. Christ, I even hate sleeping on the
floor in a sleeping bag, never mind blankets. This is a big bed and it's not
like we're naked or anything. We both have boxers on."  I was pushing a
little, but if he really insisted on sleeping on the floor, I'd have to let
him.

"Yeah, I guess it'd be ok. I kinda hate the floor too" he laughed. "Maybe we
could start putting the sleeping bags on the bed instead."  My heart jumped,
then kinda sank. I was going to get to sleep in the same bed with him, but
our next sleepovers would be back to a sleeping back. I'd better update my
plans. We both stripped to our boxers, sitting on our own side of the bed
and crawled under the covers. We talked for a little while before falling
asleep. Again I awoke to take a piss, and wondered if he ever got up in the
middle of the night.  I took care of business, then got back under the
covers, making sure I pulled them free from under him as I did. That way if
he woke up, I could just say he was hogging the blankets. He didn't move and
I could feel the heat of his body as I slid closer to him. My feet touched
his and I moved my legs against his. He stayed still and I was thankful that
he was such a deep sleeper. I had a raging hardon and, laying on my side I
pressed it against his hip.  I wanted to hump him until I came, but that
wouldn't accomplish anything except get his leg wet.  I was thankful that
Aaron liked to sleep on his back. If he slept on his stomach like me, I
might have never got to see his dick. Of course I could fuck him easier.  I
put my hand on his crotch and could feel his warm dick beneath his boxers. I
put my face against his cheek and took a deep breath. I almost came. I'm
pretty sure I'm in love with Aaron, but I know there is no chance of having
him.  I slid my hand into the top of his boxers and began to push them down
slightly, carefully watching his eyes as I did. Since he didn't move, I
moved my hand across his hip and felt for his dick. I wrapped my hand around
his limp member and resisted the urge to drop down and blow him. Every part
of my brain was screaming 'SUCK HIM OFF', but I was holding steady with my
plan. I slowly jerked him off as I rubbed my hard dick against his leg. Of
course, my boxers were still absorbing the precum that was now leaking out
of it, but I was so horny, that even if he woke up, I wasn't sure if I could
stop.  His dick was almost fully hard now and I wanted to see it without his
boxers hiding any part of it, so I let go of it for second laying it against
his stomach and used both hands to grab the top of his shorts. I tugged them
down until they were just below his balls. I lowered my head closer to his
dick and stared at it's full length. I cupped his balls and pulled the sack
completely free of the shorts, laying them on top of the fabric. I could now
see his entire dick and balls and leaned in to smell him.  His dick was rock
hard pointed towards his chin. I just stared at him, my heart pounding so
loud, I was sure it would wake him up. I touched his dick and ran my finger
up the length of it to the tip. I wrapped my hand around it and lifted it
straight up away from his stomach. Like me, he was circumcised, but he was
thicker and longer than mine. Not much longer, probably 7" in total, but to
me it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I hoped this moment
lasted forever. I also hoped I wasn't too drunk to remember it. I would be
jerking off about this for many years to come.  I couldn't resist tempting
my fate any longer, so I leaned in and kissed the side of his dick, the
whole time watching his face for signs of him waking up. Either he was a
total dead sleeper, or he was great at pretending.  There was no change in
him at all.

I began to jerk him off, and in just a couple of minutes he was leaking
precum. At one point he moaned and it scared the shit out of me. I dropped
to the bed and realized that if he woke up, I would be busted for sure.
There was no way to explain his boxers halfway off and my head close to his
waist. I didn't dare move, but needn't have worried. He was sleeping
soundly. I went back to jerking him off and was totally taken by surprise as
he shot a load out of his dick hitting me in the face with it. I was sure
some had gone up my nose. I let go of his dick and reached down beside my
bed for my cum rag. I gently cleaned as much cum off him as I could find and
watched as his dick started to go down. I cleaned myself up and continued to
watch Aaron's dick deflate. He still had a little bit of cum dripping out of
his dick, so I daringly bent down to lick the tip of his cock. It tasted
amazing and I was sorry I hadn't swallowed his entire load. Maybe next time.
I wasn't finished playing with him, even though I knew I should  stop.
Instead of pulling his shorts back up, I slid the rest of his cock into my
mouth and ran my tongue around his soft dick. It could have licked it all
night and enjoyed the soft rubbery feel of it. I played with his balls and
felt them move inside the sack. He wasn't getting hard, but I didn't care. I
was finally sucking my best friend and the guy I was secretly in love with.
As I was sucking him off, I was still rock hard and my mind was wondering
how far I could go with him. Every possible scenario was running through my
head and I wondered how much you go do to a sleeping person. I began
thinking about our next sleepover.  I lowered my shorts and jerked off as I
continued to suck him. When I reached the point at which I knew I was going
to blat off, I quickly released his cock and turned onto my back shooting
load after load after load onto my chest. It had to be the best cum of my
life so far and I was panting like a race horse.  I grabbed my cum rag and
mixed my juice with his. I would never wash this cloth now. I would probably
sleep with it from now on. Sick huh?  I figured that was enough for tonight
and pulled his shorts back up and went to sleep.

In the morning when we woke up, I complained about him snoring and he
complained about me kicking him. Like he would have noticed even if I did.
He just needed something to complain about. It's a guy thing.  He did say
that he had had an amazing dream about Sarah, a really cute girl at school.
He wouldn't say more than that, but I could just imagine. That gave me
another idea for next time.

I didn't have to wait long for the next occasion as Aaron's parent's were
going out of town for a week and they arranged for him to stay with me.  We
were both excited about spending a week hanging together since we were
becoming like brothers. At least that's how he phrased it. Fortunately he
didn't ask me what I thought we were, or I might have got punched.  The
first night when it was time for bed, we didn't drink or anything and he
asked where the sleeping bag was. I grumbled that it was uncomfortable with
the bag on the bed as it pulled the covers tight and I couldn't move around.
He mumbled something about that being the point and volunteered to sleep on
the floor. I gave him the reverse approach and attacked his masculinity.

At 15, it's a big factor.  I noticed at 11 you can get naked anywhere and
you don't care, but as soon as puberty hits and you get something to show
off, everyone gets shy. As a gay guy, I want it on the record that it sucks!
Guys aren't comfortable being naked again until they're adults like 21 or
older, and who wants to see all those hairy guys? I'm never going to get
hairy. Especially in my asshole.

"I know why you want to sleep on the floor. You're scared that you'll pop a
major hardon sleeping next to me because I'm so cute. You wouldn't be able
to keep your hands off me."  I joked, taking a big chance on my words.

"You wish" he teased "It's more like you crawl all over the bed and will
probably try to hump me thinking about Sarah."

"Haha. It's you that has the dreams about her. I have dreams about another
cutie." I said deliberately being coy.

"Who?" he asked, the conversation rapidly steering away from sleeping
arrangements.

"Like I'd tell you" I laughed and punched him. This started a wrestling
match until my Dad banged on the door and opened it.

"Allright boys. Time to quieten down and hit the sack" he said.

"Ok, goodnight Dad" I said and thought about which sack I was supposed to
hit. Aaron said goodnight and without any other words we undressed down to
our usual boxers and got into bed together. I hoped this was the last time
we were going to have a discussion about a sleeping bag.  I chickened out
trying to feel him up the first night, since we hadn't been drinking.

The second night was a whole different story. My Mom and Dad were going out
to dinner and dancing, and said they wouldn't be home until after 2am. We
ordered pizza and Dad rented a movie before they went out.  I was hard
before they left the house, and was cracking the booze, almost before they
were out of the driveway. We tried Scotch, Gin and more vodka. I knew that
you could mix Coke with it to make it taste better, so we tried everything
with Coke. I was trying hard to give Aaron more than me, and I kept going to
the kitchen, pretending to add more alcohol to my drink, but in fact I was
pouring it out and adding coke.  Aaron was hammered by the end of the movie
and I had to help him upstairs. Of course I acted like he was helping me up
the stairs, but I was almost sober. He was more drunk than I'd ever seen,
and I hoped he was going to be ok. Fortunately he didn't puke. I'm not sure
I could handle that.  I dropped him on top of my bed and went to clean up
the family room. No way I wanted my parents to see the mess or alcohol. I
sprayed the house with air freshener, 'cause if it smelled like Aaron, we
were both gonna be grounded until we were old enough to drink for real. By
the time I got back, which couldn't have been 10 minutes Aaron was asleep,
his legs hanging off the bed. I decided this was as good an opportunity as
any to play. If he woke up, I was just helping him get his clothes off, but
he kept passing out. That would be my story.  I removed his shirt first, as
I knew I wanted to spend more time with his lower body than with his chest.
It was way harder than I thought it would be to get his shirt over his head.
He was heavy and not exactly cooperating.  I moved to his feet and removed
his socks. This also wasn't as easy as doing it to myself. I'd have to
remember to have him undress before passing out next time. This was taking
way to long to get to the good stuff. I finally moved to his jeans. I popped
the button and lowered the zipper, exposing his boxers. I could feel my dick
stir in my own pants. I tried pulling his pants down from the top, but they
weren't going anywhere, so I grabbed one leg and began tugging. Not much was
happening, so I grabbed both pant legs and lifted his legs up by them. As I
pulled, I expected the pants to come sliding off, instead all that happened
is that HE started to slide off the bed.  That's the last thing I wanted. I
looked at him for a second and wondered if I should just cut them off him
and hope he didn't miss them. As I was thinking about how to get his pants
off, I stuck my face into his crotch and began to inhale deeply, not to
mention drool. I finally decided to just use force to get his pants off. I
reached under his ass and pulled the jean down as far as I could. I kept
inching them down alternating front and back until they were free of his
ass. His boxers were also half off, which wasn't going to be a problem for
me. It might be for Aaron if he woke up. I pulled his jeans down and off
completely. Finally leaving him half in his boxers. The pubic bush was
showing over the band of his shorts and I was itching to get into them.
First I needed to continue to get him into bed just in case. So I pulled the
covers down, which he was lying on top of, so again as I pulled them down
his boxers were pulled down even further exposing his entire ass to the
sheets. I was still okay with that. The only part of him covered by his
boxers was his dick, and I was going to expose that shortly. I lifted his
legs onto the bed and he was finally in bed. If he woke up, I could throw a
cover over him and my story would be safe. Like before, Aaron made no moves
at all, and except for the fact he was breathing, you could mistake him for
dead.  I decided that tonight I was going for broke. If he did wake up, we
would have a nasty week, but I might be able to resolve anything before his
parents came back. It was a chance I was willing to take. Well, my dick was
willing to take the chance and since it was currently controlling the flow
of blood to my brain, it had all the power.  I looked at Aaron for a few
minutes, then stripped completely, including my shorts. I was standing at
the side of the bed completely naked staring at my almost naked buddy. If
I'd touched my dick I would have shot off everywhere. The excitement of what
I was about to do, was almost overwhelming me. I wanted to make love to him
and I hoped that someday he might be awake when we fooled around. I knew it
was just a dream, but it was making my heart pound out of my chest. The
adrenaline was flowing faster than the precum. I leaned in to kiss him, but
figured that might wake him up and I didn't want that to happen. I'd kiss
him later when I could pretend like nothing happened. I knelt beside the bed
and placed my head on his boxers, knowing that his cock was only inches from
my face. I took a couple of deep breaths and grabbed his shorts with both
hands. I pulled them down his body and removed them completely. He was now,
for the first time, fully naked in front of me. I just stared at him. He was
beautiful. The perfect abs, pecs, dick, legs, lips, etc. He was the ultimate
guy. I ran my hand up his leg, starting at the soft hair on the calves and
feeling it disappear as I got higher toward his balls. I played with his
warm walnut size balls and then began to stroke his dick. As always, he
responded to my touch and I kept playing with him until he was fully erect.
I decided to explore more of his body and continued to run my fingers up his
chest. I tweaked his dime shaped nipples and they got hard under my touch. I
put my head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. I could fall asleep
like that, and someday I hoped I had a boyfriend who would let me. I wanted
to cry because I knew I had it bad for Aaron, and if I wanted him, I would
have to keep getting him drunk. I knew it was wrong, but I was so horny,
that it didn't matter. Every part of my mind told me it was wrong, but I
needed him.  I stopped listening to his chest and turned my head to look at
his hard dick. I moved down his body and took his hard dick into my mouth. I
had stopped staring at his eyes constantly, confident that I would notice if
he was waking up. I climbed onto the bed beside him and then opened his legs
crawling between them.  I got down to a serious blow job and played with his
balls as I did.

Having my own computer, I was able to search a lot of websites and found out
a lot about gay sex. As I mentioned I had been with a guy before, he was the
same age as me, but all we did was blow each other. I learned it was called
69ing. I wanted to try some of the stuff I saw on the XXX sites.   I kept
sucking as my  dick was throbbing between my legs. I was quickly rewarded
with a blast of hot cum down my throat and I sucked on him like it was my
last meal. I pulled on his dick to drain everything out that I could get.
Then I remembered how sensitive my own dick got after I shot, and decided I
better let go, or risk having him wake. I moved his legs wider apart and
inched closer to his crotch. My dick was almost touching his and I got a
wicked idea. I started to jerk off and decided to blast a load of my cum
into his pubes and over his dick.  After a couple of strokes, I felt that
familiar sensation indicating that I was about to get the relief I needed. I
aimed my dick closer to him and watched as my hot jizz shot into his pubes
and run down between his legs. I sat there for a second watching the cum
settling onto his body. I moved closer and wiped my dick against his. The
touch was electric and I though I might cum again.  I was getting tired, but
since Aaron hadn't moved, I wanted to keep going. I placed his boxers beside
him and then used all my weight to turn him over. He rolled onto his boxers,
getting them wet with my jizz. I giggled to myself. I'm so mean. Waiting a
couple minutes to make sure he was still passed out...by now I was pretty
sure he wasn't sleeping, but passed out.  I spread his legs and looked at
his butt. It was a nice tight little butt and each cheek was rock hard. I
squeezed each cheek, and the more I squeezed, the harder I was getting. I
wanted to fuck him, but since I'd only read about it, I wasn't really sure
what to do, so I didn't think tonight would be the right time for it. I know
I wanted to fuck him, but I had a plan for that too. I pretty much have a
plan for everything, I'm usually just to chicken to follow through. I
couldn't believe I (excuse the pun) had the balls to do what I was doing,
but I had been waiting a long time and so far this was going great.

I spread Aaron's legs to get a better look into his crack. It was completely
hairless and as smooth as the rest of him. I don't' know why I did it,
because I always thought that it would be gross, but I leaned forward to
sniff his crack. It smelled kinda funky, but not unpleasant. This is where
my surfing paid off. I grabbed a cheek in each hand and spread his crack
wide open. Then very slowly and tentatively I stuck my tongue out and licked
his hole. It expected it to be nasty, but   it was incredible. It sent a
jolt of excitement through my whole body and I licked it again. The more I
licked the more I wanted. This was my best friend and I was now going where
no one had gone before (as far as I knew anyway) I jammed my tongue into his
ass and buried my nose in his crack. If he woke up now, I would be the one
who was fucked. There would be no way to explain this at all. I kept probing
his delicious ass with my tongue but with the position I was in, my nose in
his crack, I couldn't breathe, so I had to keep pulling back. I never wanted
to stop, and I was so horny, that I knew I needed to one day bury my dick in
him. I stopped licking out his hole and stared at his wet ass. This made my
own dick jump again. I remembered what I'd seen in my porn pictures and
grinned.

I licked my finger and pressed it against his hole. If anything was going to
wake him up this would. At least it would wake me up. I applied more
pressure and felt my finger begin to enter his ass.  What a weird feeling.
It was like sticking your finger in a bowl of jello, only it was warm. Warm
and slippery. I kept pushing and felt around in his ass. I then remembered
where EXACTLY my finger was, so I pulled it out slowly and looked at it.
Nope, there was no shit on it at all. Cool. So, I pushed it back in and felt
around some more. After playing with his ass for a while, and at the same
time jerking my own dick, I was starting to get a little tired. I was
thrilled that Aaron hadn't woken up, or even moved while I was exploring him
and looked forward to our next adventure. Well, my adventure and his lying
there being adventured...

I pulled my finger out and lay down beside him, pressing my dick against his
leg. Naturally my brain took over and began to hump his leg. No wonder dogs
like this so much.  As I rubbed back and forth, I was stroking his back and
hair. I leaned against him and began kissing. Why couldn't he be awake and
reciprocating. Then we could be boyfriends and it would be a ton more fun.
I was making his leg pretty wet and knew I needed to cum pretty quick. I
raised up a bit and grabbed my dick to give it a couple of quick strokes
before blasting another great load. It shot all over Aaron and I watched as
it ran into his butt crack. Damn I wanted to fuck him. I wiped my softening
dick on his back and lay down to sleep. Then I remembered that he was naked
with cum drying on his back. I reached down and grabbed my cum rag and wiped
his back and butt. Then I went to get his boxers out from under him, but
thought of something. I had a plan...

I went to sleep and remained naked as well. In the morning, I woke up first
and looked over at my unsuspecting boyfriend. In my mind he's my boyfriend.
It wasn't long before he woke up, so I closed my eyes and pretended to be
sleeping. He moved around and turned over. I hoped he was looking at me, and
I took a chance. I slowly opened my eyes and smiled at him. He was looking
right at me.

"Good morning" I said "How are you feeling. Fuck did we drink a lot last
night"

"My head is killing me" he said slowly and his voice cracking.

"Do you want some water?" I asked

"Yeah. From the feel of my head, I need a gallon of water."

Now was truth time. I pushed the covers back and stepped out of bed naked.
Fortunately I wasn't hard, although I don't know why. I'm always hard in the
morning and with Aaron naked beside me, I should have been on the edge of
blowing another load. I stood up and out of the corner of my eye noticed
Aaron's surprised reaction. Unlike him, I changed in front of him a lot, so
no doubt he had seen my dick before (if he bothered to look). We had never
slept naked before, hell we've only just started to sleep in the same bed,
so this would be interesting. I quickly walked out of the room and returned
a couple of seconds later with a big glass of water from the bathroom.

"Thanks" he said as I handed it to him. I quickly slid back under the covers
and noticed he had put his boxers back on, as I could see the edge of the
fabric.
"When time did we come up here?"

"I dunno. But damn I've never seen you have so much fun. I think that guy we
ran past is still looking for his eyes that popped out of his head."  I was
working it now.

"Huh? What guy?" he asked confused. He should be confused, the only guy
around him last night was me.

"The guy we ran past in the alley last night when we went streaking." I
laughed.

"What? No we didn't" he said somewhat uncertain, but fairly forceful.

"Duh, hello! Of course we did. We decided to go have some fun and it started
with us running around the house naked, daring each other to go further and
further, then we decided to try outside. First it was just to the fence and
back, but we got bored, so we headed out into the alley. The last dare we
did, we did together and ran two blocks in the alley and back completely
naked. That's when we passed the guy who was probably just going home. I
don't know if he was more surprised that we were naked or that it was like
1am."  I was making this up as I went along, so I hoped it sound reasonable.

"Dude, I don't remember any of that. I remember us drinking and then waking
up here this morning. I wondered why I was naked. What else happened?" I
wondered if I should go any further. Sure why not. It could all be written
off to being drunk and not knowing what we were doing.

Not much. We came up here and watched a little internet porn before we went
to bed. I'm still hoping that the cum you shot onto my desk chair doesn't
stain. It might be hard to explain."  I told you I was mean.

"What?" he asked his eyes staring deep into mine.

"What What?" I asked him, playing dumb. "When you shot your load, you got
some on my chair. You also hit my leg, but that was easy to wipe off. The
chair...not so easy."

"No way. There's no way I did that" he said almost in horror.  I knew what
he meant, but played along. "Don't beat yourself up dude, I'm sure we got it
out. Just a good thing we did it while it was wet and didn't wait for it to
dry. No big deal. I had so much fun though. I think that's the first time
you've ever just been yourself around me and not such a prude. It was nice
to see you like that. You're a funny drunk."

He was just staring at me as if his brain had gone into overload. His mouth
kept opening and closing slowly as if he was going to say something, but
then didn't.
It was a few minutes before he spoke. I just pretended to still be tired and
slid further down the bed.

"Did we do anything else?" he asked quietly.

"Nope. After you came and watched me shoot, we went to bed and that's it
until we just woke up." I said casually.

"I don't remember any of that at all. If we really did do it, show me the
porn we were looking at." He challenged.  That was no big deal. I have lots
of porn on my 'puter, both straight, bi and gay, and I keep then in
different directories, just in case.   I didn't bother to say anything as I
got out of bed and walked over to the computer to turn it on, my dick still
swinging in the wind. As it started up, I reached down to grab some boxers.
No point in over doing it.  I slid into them and waited for the system to be
ready. When it was I clicked on the straight porn first and brought up a few
pictures. Aaron came and stood at the side of the chair. He looked green.

"Can I sit down dude, I don't feel so good" he said looking like he might
hurl. I stood up and he sat down, but not before he looked a the chair to
see if he could see the cum stain. Fortunately, there were some signs of it.
I jerk off a lot.  He looked at the pictures and I clicked a few more open.

"Cool, huh?" I smiled. Hey, this was normal. Two horny teenage boys looking
at porn. Nothing wrong with that. I snuck a glance between his legs and the
bulge was definitely getting bigger. I wondered if he would let something
happen this morning. I could only hope.  I kept opening pictures of chicks,
then started opening some with a guy and girl fooling around. I opened
pictures of guys licking out the girls, fucking them, and everything else.
Then I opened one with two girls and a guy. I had a few of those, and of
course two guys and a girl. He didn't seem to stop looking. I wasn't sure
whether to risk opening one I had in that directory with two guys 69ing and
a girl in the background, but decided I could fake my way through it.  I
opened it and he never changed his expression. His dick was already rock
hard and straining to get out of his boxers. I wanted to reach down and help
him, but I didn't. The other side of course was that my dick was rock hard
too, and at mouth level to Aaron. I wondered what he would do if I grabbed
his head spun it sideways and thrust my dick down his throat.  Probably
puke. Hehehe.  But I kept opening more pictures. I reached down and
unconsciously began stroking my cock inside my boxers. I slowly worked it
out of the leg of my boxers and was stroking it, pretending to forget that
Aaron was sitting just inches from me.

"That's gross dude" he said after a couple of minutes" I looked up from the
computer stared at him.

"You don't like that chick? I thought she was pretty hot." I grinned.

"Not that, dipshit. You, jerkin off" he said disgustedly. He really seemed
offended. I wondered if he even knew how to jerk off.

"Sorry. I didn't think you'd mind. We did it together last night. Sorry,
I'll put it away. I guess my prude friend has returned." I smiled and pushed
my hard dick into my shorts. It tented out obscenely, but at least it was
hidden. His dick was also tenting his shorts, but he had made no effort to
adjust it.

"I'm not a prude, I just don't show my dick to everyone" he snapped at me.

"Hey, I don't care" I lied "It's just we've been friends forever, so we
should be able to talk about anything and everything. I've always wondered
if I was normal in the dick department, and if I jerk off correctly, and if
I had enough pubic hair, and if blond people had blond pubes, and shit like
that. So I try to find out. Sorry if I offended you, but who better to jerk
off with than your best friend."

"I guess" he said unconvincingly "I gotta go take a piss and have a shower.
I'll be back"

I heard the shower start, so I took the opportunity to get naked. I removed
my boxers and leaned back in my chair to surf the bi sexual porn. I started
a long movie and slowly jerked off to it. I heard the shower stop and my
heart began to race. I could either cover up or pretend to be so engrossed
in the movie that I never heard him coming. I don't REALLY need to explain
which I did.  I turned my chair slightly sideways so that when Aaron walked
in the door he would see me stroking my hardon. I spread my legs to give him
a better view. This assumed of course that he wanted a better view.  I only
had to wait a could of minutes before he strolled into the room wearing his
boxers again.

"Damn, are you at it again?" he said. This time a little less seriously.
Maybe if I kept letting him see me, he'd get used to it.
I jumped, pretending he scared me. "Shit, sorry dude, I was just watching
the movie and forgot you were here. I quickly stood up and headed for the
bathroom, pretending to be embarrassed, but not trying to hide my hard on
sticking out in front of me. I deliberately left the movie playing as I left
my room to have my shower.  I turned the water on, but didn't climb in. I
waited a couple of minutes and then snuck out of the bathroom and quietly
went to my room. I peaked around the corner and Aaron was sitting in my
chair watching the porn. From the position of his hands, it looked like he
was jerking off, but I couldn't be sure. I quietly, but quickly entered the
room. As I got about halfway to him, he noticed me and almost shot out of
the chair. I could see that he had his dick out of his shorts and they were
tucked under his balls. He quickly covered himself.

"I forgot clean shorts to wear" I said as I get moving towards him and my
dresser. "Looks like I'm not the only one who jerks off" I laughed.

I got a clean pair of shorts and started to leave. "I should be about 15
minutes if you were wondering" I said grinning at him.

I took my time having a shower and wondered if Aaron was jerking off or not.
I jerked off at least twice in the shower as I thought about it, and was
still hard as I turned off the water and began to dry myself off.
Fortunately it was soft enough by the time I pulled my shorts on that it
wasn't as noticeable.  I casually strolled back to my room and Aaron was
fully dressed and checking his email.

"Anything good?" I asked as if nothing unusual had happened this morning.

"Nah, just the same crap. Enlarge my penis, get viagra, work from home on my
computer. I wish they would make this junk mail illegal. So what do ya wanna
do today?" he asked looking at me as I got into my board shorts and a
hawaiian shirt.

"How about we stay home and jerk off?" I laughed "or we could go blading
down to the beach and go swimming."

"Yeah that'd be cool...the beach and swimming, not jerking off" he said
quickly.

"Prude" I said smiling at him.  We went downstairs and had breakfast. There
was no sign of my parents, so either they just stayed out, or they were
still in bed recovering from whatever they did.


**End of Chapter One.  Chapter two won't be long.  Comments are always
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