Gay stories i stay the night with my friends house

But it was weird that he was blatantly masturbating next to me. Our breathing became rapid as the covers thumped in two spots. One night when Nate was staying at my house, I was sleeping on my back, with a few covers on. I would go there on the weekends sometimes and we would go out for the evening.

I traveled down to my hardened stick and palmed it, aware that Owen was doing the same. Sleepover at my Best Friend's Ch. 01 Story Info Two best friends reveal their feelings to each other. Owen and I had been friends for as long as I can remember, but recently our sleepovers changed.

Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. He wasn't just toying though, he was stroking, and his hand seemed to travel an extensive length.

It also helped that he developed early and already sported body hair and big muscles. What really made me squirm though, while my friend stroked, was that I had a secret crush on him. Soon after her last meeting he moved closer to his parents.

Sure, we talked about girls and stuff, but we didn't jerk off together. At least not before that night. At first I thought it was nothing, but his bed was small so it was hard not to see him toying with his junk. I'd figured out I was gay but kept it to myself since we were athletes and the subject was taboo.

Our late-night whispers were muffled by the sound of my friend Owen pulling down the covers. As friends tend to do, occasionally one (or more) of use would stay at Nate's, or he would stay at our house without the rest of the group. Gay Erotic Story The night I fucked Ben by hardmatt If you read the last story you will find that I reconnected with my buddy ben.

I, on the other hand, was on the swim team, and my lean figure was the subject of playful jokes from my bigger friend. I was sleeping over at his house like usual, since he only lived with his Dad and their place was a bachelor pad.

He was the perfect package, bar one thing. I gulped and tried to pay attention to the film but my eyes kept peeking at his crotch. It wasn't surprising Owen popped a boner. A few weeks ago, while watching a particularly raunchy movie before bed, I noticed my friend moving his hand under the blanket.

My heart pounded as the main characters began a steamy sex scene. And as it turned out, he was also bigger down there.

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But now he was rubbing his rod in the same bed as me, and my own cock soon grew! Jake was a swimmer, and would be out in the water most days. We hung out in the same crowd but Owen was extra popular since he played rugby.

His hand seemed to move inches higher than mine, but I was afraid to inspect too closely and come off as curious. We continued fondling ourselves until Owen asked, "uhh, dude? Mind if I pull down the covers? He had curly brown hair, a cheeky grin that girls loved, and a toned six pack from incessant exercise.

We were high school seniors and year-olds get hard at everything. I tried to act cool because I didn't know if he did this with his other friends. Told in a faceless narration style, it follows David, a young man who accepts a casual invitation to stay at his best friend Michael’s house.

As any responsible 18 year old, I decided the first night to invite some friends over, though the only one who could make it was Jake.