Buddy Jerk (MM, mast, 1st-gay exp) By AB-2005

I still can't believe I let him do it. We'd been friends ever since 1st grade and nothing like this had ever happened before.

We were both married but had been on the road for almost a month before the incident that I'm about to tell you about happened. We'd started a new company together, you know, working for yourself and all. We had to travel to meet our new customer base and we were close to being broke so we shared all the expenses including motel rooms.

As I said before, we had been on the road for almost a month when one afternoon we'd finished up a little early and had spent the extra time at the motel pool. I was tired and we had to drive several hundred miles the next day so I told Bill, by friend, that I was going to take a nap for a couple of hours and then later we could go to McDonald's and get a bite.

I went back to the room and took a shower. I was so tired that I could hardly keep my eyes open. I came out of the bathroom and turned down the covers and crashed on the bed with a satisfied sigh and immediately drifted off to sleep.

I dreamed that I was home with Carole, my wife. We were making wild love. It was some of the best sex we'd ever had. I could feel every nuance, every move we made together. Her body felt so wonderful beneath me and her excited breath against my ear as we fucked was bringing me closer and closer.

Then I awoke. Not really waking, but suddenly I could tell that I wasn't with my wife. Somehow I knew that I was still on the road and at a motel. I shifted my position slightly and felt a touch on my thigh. Then I felt someone touching my ridged dick.

I wanted to jump up and yell, but all I did was lay there pretending that I was still asleep. Through the slits of my eyelids I could just see Rob, may partner, sitting there on the bed next to me. I could just make out that he was reaching for my boner. The boner that my dream had made stiff as a steel rod.

What was happening? Why was I naked and why was Rod touching me? I slowly realized that I must have gone to bed naked after my shower and not covered up. But what the hell? That was no reason for Rob to be doing this!

Just as I was about to sit up and yell at him, Rob's fingers wrapped around my cock. I realized in that moment that I was harder than I think I'd ever been before. The feel of his warm hand on me like that was something I'd never expected. It felt really good!

Then his hand was moving up and down, pulling my cock-flesh back and forth as he began to jack me off. I continued to lie there pretending that I was still asleep, but my heart was in my throat, and I could barely breathe. I was so excited that it was all I could do to remain motionless.

I let Rob do me; I remained silent and kept pretending that I was asleep. He began to jack me off faster and faster and I knew I'd be spurting soon. Then I felt the final pulses rushing up from deep down between my legs; that wonderful release as I came.

First a big hot splat on my chest, then another on my belly. I kept my eyes closed but I could feel my hot jizz splating on my skin. Rob didn't stop jacking me. I could feel and hear my hot sticky cum squishing between his fingers as it lubed my shaft with my own cum. Soon I was in a position that if he didn't stop I'd have to admit that I was awake. I was just too sensitive.

Just as I was about to admit defeat and sit up, Rob stopped. I moaned as if still asleep and moved slightly upon the sheets. I could feel Rob getting up from my bed and moving to the bathroom.

Within moments a moist hot wash rag was cleaning me. Rob was washing my cock! It felt so fine being cared for so nicely after being away from my wife for so long. I still didn't open my eyes; I still kept the charade of being asleep and let him clean me up.

Then when I knew he was done, as if still asleep I pulled at the sheet that had been down at my thighs and covered myself and rolled over on my side facing away from him. God that had been so fucking hot! I wasn't queer and I didn't think Rob was either, so I was at a real loss to explain what had just happened.

Then I heard the springs of his bed start to squeak rhythmically. He was jacking off! I had the sudden urge to get up and offer my services to him, after all he'd just given me the best cum I'd ever had. But to do that I'd have to admit that I'd been awake while he jacked me off.

'Fuck it, he's my buddy, and it's the least I could do,' I thought, as I turned over to get out of bed...

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