Sharing a Room
submitted March 31, 2007
Frank and I had been friends for years. We had worked for the same company and had shared a room while on business trips quite often. This time was going to be different though.
Frank and I had learned long ago that we preferred sleeping nude. He had a nice body with a medium-sized cock and balls. My cock was a bit smaller but my balls were bigger. We joked that my balls beat his, and his cock beat mine, so we were basically even!
This night we had talked about how horny we were, and how we couldn't wait to get home to our wives. Once I had heard Frank jacking off after the lights went off, and I had done the same thing. But we never talked about it, for I guess we were embarrassed.
We turned the lights off and went to sleep. In the middle of the night I started dreaming my wife was holding my cock in her hand, squeezing it as it got harder. She was cupping my balls in her other hand. It felt great!
Little by little I woke up and realized that what was happening was not a dream, it was real -- it was Frank who had my cock and balls in his hands!
I was on my side, and I pretended that I was still asleep as I moaned a bit and turned over onto my back. My cock was pointing at the ceiling, the head still covered by my full foreskin. I could feel precum leaking and coating my tender cockhead.
There was a little light in the room because of the digital alarm clock, so I could see Frank was hard, too. Still pretending to be asleep, I reached out and took hold of his cock with one hand. It was rock hard, the head half covered with foreskin, and he was leaking precum just like I was.
Frank began to work my foreskin back and forth, slowly pulling it all the way back behind the head, and then pulling it back over the rim of the head and back in place.
I began doing the same with his cock, although his foreskin would only cover half the head while he was completely hard (I had never seen him hard before). And was the rim of his cockhead prominent!
Frank picked up speed, so I did, too. We were really jacking each other off now, and we could hear that sexy sound of a slippery foreskin being worked back and forth over a swollen cockhead.
I began to swell as I got ready to cum, and I could feel Frank was, too. My body stiffened as spurt after spurt of hot cum shot out my cock, covering my foreskin and balls as well as Frank's hand with semen (as well as his nice hairy chest!).
Then Frank came, with lots of cum shooting out of his cock, the head swollen so much I though it would explode. My thigh was covered with Frank's cum, as well as my hand and Frank's foreskin and balls.
Then he let me go, and I let him go. Frank went back to his bed, pulled the covers up, and turned over. I pulled my covers up and turned over, too. The room reeked of the smell of cum!
The next morning we showered, got dressed, and went to our business meeting like nothing had happened. I am sure the maid, though, found plenty of dried cum on our sheets and knew what had happened (luckily we weren't coming back that evening!).
This happened a couple of other times when Frank and I shared a room on our business trips, but we never acknowledged what we had done, and I always pretended I was asleep. (One time I was the aggressor and Frank pretended to be asleep.)
We really enjoyed those trips! And we got business done for the company, too, so they kept us going on trips pretty frequently.
Just a couple of guys feeling good and making each other feel good. What's wrong with that?