I've known Carl for eight years, he's the epitome of str8. He's 23, handsome, rugged, works out every day.
I love him as a friend, but loved him more than that when we met. Being a self-identified gay guy for many years I told him how I felt in those early days of our friendship, and although it's now changed I think he still thinks I want him for a boyfriend. Truth is, I don't. I just find him really horny, and he's my best mate. I don't want a relationship with him beyond our friendship, I don't want to kiss him, I don't want to fuck him, but a mutual wank would be great!
And I think he's open to the idea. Last year he confided in me (very light heartedly) that his new girlfriend had "given him permission" to jerk off with guys. I don't know how this discussion came about, but I took that as the first sign that he was getting ready to propose something.
So I waited, and waited...
We went away to a party in another city a couple of months ago, just us guys.
It was a great day, and we returned to the hotel that night with the discomfort of having to perhaps discuss the sleeping arrangements. I'd booked a room with a double bed and a sofa, and I knew he has weird qualms about sharing a bed with a guy (yeah, he's very complicated).
So eventually, after visiting the bar to get us both a night cap, I settled on the bed (I wasn't giving it up and he could share it safely if he'd wanted), he chose the sofa.
I stripped to my boxers and t-shirt, and he fell asleep watching the TV, fully clothed.
It was a warm night, and I woke up on the top of the cover. It wasn't completely dark as the TV cast flickering light around the room.
Then I noticed that I was "hanging out" through the leg of my boxers.
I didn't really consider covering myself up, and when I saw my mate move and knew he was awake, I thought I'd see how things went.
I felt that familiar twitch of a starting boner, and watched as my buddy unbuckled his belt.
At first I was a bit confused about this entire thing. But as I watched him unzip and shift his jeans down a bit I started to get a full on stiffy. I knew he could see me, but I don't think he knew my erection was in response to what he was doing.
He moved a bit and sat up to peek over the bedside table to check if I was awake. I feigned sleep.
For an hour or so I watched him playing with the bulge in his underwear, reaching in and tugging on his cock now and then.
I sleepily reached down to grip my own cock and stroke it a little.
He checked again to see if I was awake. I wasn't
This is how it went on for hours. And not once did he get his dick out for me to see!
So, the next day we sat outside the pub and he'd mentioned that he was really horny. I responded the same, and he told me he knew, because I'd been hard as a rock most of the night.
That's it so far. I am determined to create the right scenario for us to watch some porn and jerk off. I don't think there's any doubt that he'll go along with it, I just don't know what he's so self-conscious about.
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