I was tired. It was late and the last gasps of what had been a very long week. Driving home seemed like a dream that night after work and when I arrived at my place I found the lights out. Good I thought to myself. Sasha is out for the evening and I can relax and get into bed early after a long hot shower to wash off some of the hardness of the week.
Closing the front door behind me and flipping the latch. Sasha had his own key and could come and go as he pleased. I let him stay while he was looking for a place and a new job after his last year of school. We had been friends there and only recently had been re-aquainted. I stumbled in the darkness but knowing my way around the room like a cat I found my way to the kitchen and opened the fridge to stare blankly into the light for inspiration. None came. So shutting that door and losing myself again in the dark I wandered back along my path to the livingroom and reached around the corner to flip on the lights and preparing myself for the initial blindness and shock to my tired senses.
“Hey!” came a startled voice from down below the sofa.
“Sasha? That you?” I asked.
“Um, ya…could you give me a minute.” He said softly.
I suddenly realized what I had done and turned the light out and stood in the darkness at the edge of the kitchen doorway. I felt my heart stop and my feet were firmly planted in place on the tile. Their coolness rising up through my legs and freezing me solid. Sasha was in the middle of a quiet stroking of his cock when I rudely interrupted his pleasures.
“Sorry…I’ll go in my room.” He said and stood, nude in the half-light that cast in from the street through the curtains. He was in perfect silhouette.
“No, I’ll go. You stay and, um. You know.” I muttered and backed a step.
He moved around the chair and now I could make out the clear shadow of his full erect cock as it fell from side to side as he walked closer.
“Since you came in, would you like to join me?” He smiled.
“What! Sasha, come off it.” I said in my sudden breathless panic.
“Look, I’m not saying I want to fuck you man. Just, well it would be a turn on to do this together. Masturbate I mean. We can keep the lights off if you want.” He said and was now standing inches in front of me. His shaft pointing up at me and in his palm as his thumb caressed the tip. He reached forward and put his other hand on my shoulder. I stood silently as he moved his hand down my arm past the elbow and to the wrist. It was sexy and sensual and my own cock jumped to life. He placed my hand against his cock and moved to caress himself on the back of my hand. I was somewhere else, watching this happen.
The incredible hardness and warmth of it flowed into me.
“Sash…” I whispered.
His body closer now to mine. He no longer held his cock but let it play against my wrist and hand. Shifting his hips from side to side and massaging himself on my nervously limp arm.
“It’s okay. God that feels good. Touch me, stroke me.” He hushed in my ear.
Now I was so aware of his closeness and the warm breath on my neck as he spoke.
“I can’t, I’m not that way….” I spoke in reply to his insistent motions.
“Neither am I, you know that. But pleasures are just that. Come on into my room and we can just stroke each other a little.” He said so softly in my ear that I felt mesmerized for a short moment. My eyes closed and felt the wetness of his mouth on my skin. Never before had I felt this and somehow something deep inside of me opened up. Maybe it was due to the length of my week? My weariness taking hold of my senses. Whatever it was my fingers were now open and holding the tip of his cock. Feeling the soft roundness of it and his gentle moans.
“Okay then….” He whispered and guided me to the spare room that had been turned into his bedroom.
He moved to the bed and sat on the edge. I could feel his stare at my body and I knew what he wanted next. But that would come hard for me.
“Sasha, look, I don’t know if I….” He stood and put his arms around me and spoke in my ear once again and in that same hushed soothing way.
“You say that but your cock is like a rock down there. It will be just touching, that’s all. Just lay with me and let things happen on their own, ok?”
He released me and let me go to the bed on my own and I lay down. The sensation of which felt amazingly good. I watched as his nude form joined beside me and he lay with his head propped on his bent arm. I could tell he was smiling at my nervousness. His hand rested on my chest and he caressed my torso slowly.
“ I just want you to know that I haven’t done anything like this before, so I am nervous too. But we are old friends and you trust me right?”
“Um uh huh.” I said in a choked whisper as his hand slipped up under the lose hem of my shirt.