I was awakened at a little after midnight by a constant pounding on my door, combined with someone yelling out my name. I got up out of bed, grabbing my glasses and putting on my robe and walked down the hallway to the front door.
"I'm coming, you can stop knocking." I yelled as anger began to fill me at who ever it was waking my ass up at this hour.
I opened the door; I was shocked to see 19 year old Ben there, barely able to stand, drenched from head to foot, shivering uncontrollably.
"Dude, what the hell happened?" I asked grabbing his arm and pulling him inside. His hooded sweatshirt was dripping ice cold water.
"I fell in the river," he mumbled through quivering blue lips. "I fell in."
"Jesus Ben," I half yelled. "We have to get you dried off and warmed up. Come down to the bedroom, it's the warmest room."
I half carried Ben down the hall and into the toasty warmth of my bedroom, my robe becoming soaked in the icy water from his clothes.
"You have to get out of those wet clothes dude." I told him as I grabbed the bottom of his sweatshirt and the two t-shirts he had underneath and pulled them up over his head.
"I gotta sit down," he mumbled as he tried to sit on my bed.
"Hold on first," I said as I grabbed the waistband of his sweat pants and pulled them down to his knees. I then grabbed his boxers and pulled them down too. "Okay, sit down Ben."
I helped him sit on the bed and knelt down and pulled off his sneakers and socks and then pulled his icy wet sweats and boxers off. "Oh your poor little buddy has shrunk down to almost nothing." I laughed looking up at Ben. I slid my arm under his and lifted him up and stood him against the wall with the heater, his skin was icy cold. I leaned him against the shelf and went to my dresser and grabbed a couple of big towels. I placed one over his head and rubbed his shoulders. I took the second towel and starting on his upper back wiped his skin dry. I wiped down his back and over his tight smooth ass and down his legs. I brought the towel around to his front and wiped his body, up his legs, across his crotch and over his belly and chest. I dropped that towel and put my hands on the towel covering his head and rubbed his head to dry his hair.
"Don't worry; I'll get you warmed up Ben."
"Thanks man," he sighed as he leaned against the shelf. "The water was so damn cold."
I began by rubbing my hands all over his back, trying to heat up his skin. I rubbed up and down his back and then down over his butt, rubbing his butt firmly. His ass felt smooth and tight. I rubbed the back of his legs, noticing that they were almost hairless, except for a few faint soft hairs below his knees.
"Turn around Ben." I said as I placed my hands on his shoulders and helped him to turn so that his back was now getting the direct heat from the heater.
I rubbed my hands over his smooth hairless chest. I leaned in and cupped my mouth over his hard cold nipple and breathed my warm breath on it. I did the same to his other nipple as I kept rubbing my hands on his chest and stomach. I rubbed his sides and down his hips all the way down his legs.
"Ben, spread these a little." I said as I placed my hands between his knees and pushed them apart. I rubbed the insides of his thighs and up to his crotch. His poor little buddy was still shrunk in, hidden within the small bush pf pubes that he had, and his sac was drawn up tight to his body, so tight it looked like he didn't even have any balls.
"Oh your poor buddy and his pals are all shriveled up from the cold," I said as I stood up. "Let's get them warmed up."
I cupped my hands over his genitals and gently rubbed. I felt his balls start to fall back down as they warmed up. His penis twitched a few times and I rolled it in my hands to get it warm, as I did his penis grew back out to what I presumed was its normal state.
"Oh that feels good," Ben sighed. "Warm it up some more."
"Oh you're funny," I laughed and as I was rubbing my hands up and down his chest and stomach and all over his back and butt.
"It's so cold," Ben replied almost begging. "Please."
I cupped my hands back down on his genitals and gently rubbed his sac and then rolled his penis between my hands. I held one hand over his balls and held his penis in my other hand. I slowly stroked his penis.
"Is it getting warmer?" I asked laughing.
"Yeah." He smiled under the towel over his head.
"Well I see the blood is back to flowing okay," I laughed as I looked down and also felt his penis get hard in my hand.
"Oh god this is so embarrassing," Ben blushed. "I'm sorry it got hard, it's just that it's been so long since anyone besides me has touched it."
