"No fucking way, dude!"
My friend Cody couldn't believe my story about meeting Rose and going back to her apartment. I don't even know why I told him. We were both a little drunk and it was late.
"You stripped and jacked off for this old lady?"
"Yep."
"I can't see myself doing that shit."
He pretended to be totally grossed out by the whole thing, except that I noticed he was adjusting his khakis to avoid having a noticeable hardon.
Cody and I are best friends. We both go to college together, except that I'm a year older. Even though he's 21, he looks way younger because he's thin and wiry kind of short. He gets carded all the time, which pisses him off. I think that sometimes he acts tougher than he is to make up for how he looks, which is basically like a high school kid.
Well I must have left a lasting impression on Rose because about a year later I was sitting in a coffee shop reading a magazine when I look up and see Rose standing there. This was the first time seeing Rose since I ran into her at Barbara's bookstore last winter.
"May I join you?" Rose asked.
"Sure," I said, hoping none of my friends would notice me sitting with her.
"I wonder if I might engage you for a service," she said.
"What kind of service?" I wondered, figuring she wanted to see in the raw again.
"Well, my best friend Millicent is having a birthday next week." She paused trying to find the right words. "Well, we share our little secrets and I told her about our incident last year."
"You did?" I was pretty shocked. Of course, I told Cody, didn't I?
"Yes, and I believe she was a little jealous," she smiled. "I'd like to bring her a boy of her own to look at."
"What do you mean, a boy of her own?" I asked.
"Well, Bryan, I'm wondering if you and one your friends would mind entertaining us for the evening next week." I'll tell you: Rose had gotten a whole lot bolder since the last time we met!
"Well, jeez, Rose, I don't know, I mean that was a one-time thing ..." I mean where did she come off?
"Oh, I would expect to pay you."
I didn't say anything, but my face showed I was interested.
"Five hundred apiece, for you and one your college friends," she said.
I told her I'd think it over, then I called Cody.
"Is this some fucking joke?" he said.
"No. Its five hundred bucks," I said, "for each of us." "Shit," he muttered.
"And," I said, "I don't have a job and neither do you. So I say we do it."
"And she wants us to parade around her house naked?"
"Yea, that's basically it."
"Our friends better not find out about this," he said. Which meant he'd do it.
So the following week, we met up at the bookstore, then walked over to Rose's apartment. The doorman was expecting us and we were let up to her high rise. I could tell Cody was getting more and more nervous the closer we got. When we were in the elevator together, he just kept shifting back and forth on one foot and looking up at the ceiling.
"Relax, dude," I said.
He nodded but didn't say anything.
Rose let us in. I introduced her to Cody and she smiled approvingly. "Oh, Millicent will just adore him," she said.
She led us down the hall to the bathroom. "You will each attend to one us," Rose explained.
"Like a waiter?" Cody said.
She smiled, "Yes, dear. Like a waiter. You will bring out the food and drink and socialize with us. Is that understood?" Yes, Rose, had become much more assertive in a year!
"Here's the washroom," she said. "You can ..." she paused for a moment. "You can .. disrobe here."
"So you want us to come out naked," I said.
"Yes Bryan, I very much do," Rose smiled. Rose then left to attend to Millicent and we went into the bathroom. The same bathroom I was in a year ago. I kicked off my Reeboks and rolled up my socks in a ball. Then I pulled off my T-shirt and hung it on the back of the door. I unbuckled my belt and let my shorts fall to the floor. I turned around, wearing just my boxers, and looked at Cody. He hadn't taken off a stitch.
"What's the problem?"
He kept looking at the floor. "I just don't know if I can go through with this, man."
"Of course you can, " I said. "Think of the five hundred bucks. No big deal."
"I think walking around with my dick hanging out is a big deal," he said in a loud whisper.
There was a knock on the door. "How are you boys coming?"
"Just fine, Rose," I said. "One more minute."
"It's a couple of hours, dude, and then you'll forget about it."
Resigned to his fate, Cody started to take his clothes off. He was wearing sandals, so those came off right away. He unbuttoned his shirt and hung it up next to mine. Then he sat down on the edge of the tub and pulled off his jeans, revealing tighty-whitey underwear. We both laughed.
"I guess this is it," he said, and then we both pulled down our shorts together. It wasn't the first time we'd seen each other naked. We used to shower together after working out at school. We both have smooth chests, but he's darker. He has brown eyes and wavy dark brown hair; I'm a blue eyed blond. He's a couple inches shorter, skinnier, but he's got more hair on his legs. And, yea, I have to admit that his cock is decent sized.
Another knock on the door.
"We're ready Rose," I said. The door opened and Rose scanned me from head to toe, her eyes stopping briefly at my crotch. My dick was sort of half hard.
"You look wonderful, Bryan," she said, "Even better than I remember." Then she looked at Cody, whose cheeks were flushed from embarrassment.
"You look very young," Rose said.
"He's 21, Rose."
"A little shy?" she said.
