This is a true event as told me late one night. The guy was in bed with me, both of us naked and recovering from a nice sweaty sex mutual attack. He had planned on leaving but instead decided to snuggle all night..and woke me up with his mouth the next morning. We went to IHOP in West Hollywood and I dropped him off at his work place as I drove on to mine.
But that's not the story, just a fringe benefit...or rather his nice cock and thick lips were the fringe benefit. Now here's what he told me.
"I was about XX years of age and a bunch of us did sleepovers on a regular basis. I'd usually jack off like a machine gun when I got home. I mean spending the evening and nice wearing nothing but jockey shorts with a bunch of other horny guys just kept my stomach churning all night long...so bad I rarely got any sleep.
I'd just think about various guys there, seeing their round buttocks, crotch bulges, their occasional boners that tented their cotton noticably and fantasizing about things that could go on in the darkness.
I had heard about these events where guys would sneak around and do things they wouldn't admit to in the light of day. But thus far no hands slipped under my waistband and my lips dared not touch another pair, let along anyone's erection or ballsac.
But I kept going to these things for what seemed like most of my life. Even after we all felt mature young men rather then boys we got together and stripped down to being the jockey or boxer shorts only boys on a sleepover.
Anyway, it was summer and many of the gagn wre on vacation or at camp. But a few of us got together and spent our usual evening of eating pizza, telling lies about our sex life, dancing together unashamed we were guys dancing with other guys and that kind of thing.
It was hotter then nomral, humid actually. I showed up at Damonson's house shirtless with Craig, also shirtless. We had walked over from my house which was a few blocks away. And we were soaked with sweat by the time we arrived.
Stripping down felt good though the house was airconditioned but not that cool. His folks were environmentalists and didn't allow the thermostat to be turned too low.
Despite the summer activities, there were still five of six of us there. We didn't feel much like doing anything energetic. So there was no dancing in a group with my eyes watching the covered growing penis flopping as guys danced. But we lay around downing Diet Colas and eating Chinese food and other munchies.
Daminson himself revealed a joint and didn't seem to care that the odor would fill the house as we smoked. I suspected his parents endulged. That made us even more lethargic.
About 2 am, we tired from watching horror films on the SciFi channel and snores could be heard. Eventually one of us turned the TV off and I lay in the darkness tired but too horny to sleep. This would be the last sleepover for the summer and I feard forever.
In the fall, most of us would be seniors and probably think we were too old to act like kids anymore.
I adjusted my erection in the darkness wanting to just take it out and jack off not caring who heard me. I had kept hearing that guys our age jacked off together, about the circle jerks in the school gym showers and about old guys who tried to have sex with guys our age. But none ot that happened to me.
I was still sticky from my earlier sweat and had added to it that evening. So I crept downstairs to the bathroom we were told to use. I pulled off my jockeys even before I got to the room, enjoying the air that brushed across my previously covered body parts.
The shower spray felt good, thoug warm, enabling my skin to breath again. I stepped out of the shower to get soap and loved the cool air before I got back into the stall.
As I began to close the glass door, Craig appeared and held out his hand.
"You're not through yet" he said smiling then peeled his tiny whities off. I had thought he looked especially sexy wearing those. They barely covered his buttcheeks and cupped what seemed like massive malemeat like I wished my hands could do.
He moved foward and I stepped back not saying anything.
His hands slid over his body enjoying the water as I had done already. I watched and smiled at him enjoying the view that only my mind had seen before.
His hands took the soap from my hands and he turned me around. I stood there letting my cock throb harder then I remember it doing before as his soapy hands slid over my shoulders, back, buttocks and legs.
He stood and let his body lightly presse against my back while his hands moved to my sides then around to soap my belly and chets..and finally to my cock and balls.
I let my head lay backwards ontohis shoulder enjoying his attenition. He put the soap in my hands and I turned to let my heands explore his body. Kneeling as I soaped his thighs and legs, my eyes got a close view of his ballsac and cock.
Despite the soap I licked both and he giggled and his cock throbbed.
We faced each otehr as our hands held each other's stalks and began to jack them. We moved closer and closer making it difficult to continue to masturbate each other but we didn't stop.
I made noises, I guess cause he kept saying "shhhh" and moves his face closer until the only way to shut me up was to cover my mouth.
And he did it with his mouth. I was soon swallowing his tongue as he was swallowing mine and our tounges flet each other as our hands slid on our cocks until we body convulsed several times.
"Shit" He said and I smiled adding a "YEA"
We rinsed off using our hands to wipe each other's soapy bodies until our hands sqeeked on clean skin.
We found a towel and shared it dabbing at each others bodies. We walked naked back upstairs carrying our damp underwear. Maybe we hoped the others would see us naked and we'd include them in our sex play. I"m not sure.
I hoped we'd curl up together somewhere and sleep the reast of the hours that were available till the morning sun would arouse Damison's parents and us.
Instead we parted and slept where we had been laying. I pulled on my underwear when I heard the noises of mornign activity.
The morning pancakes were extra wonderful and I think I ate other guys helpings. We joked around and finally pulled on shorts and tshirts to go to a movie together.
The phone rang later thatnight. "Want to go to another sleepover?" the voice was Craig's.
I asked if it would be like last night and he said it would be if I wanted but the difference was that there would only be the two of us.
The rest of the summer I learned more about myself, about sex and about growing up then I thoguht I could.
By the time I graduated, I felt like I had indeed grown up, thanks largly to Craig and that first sex at the last group sleepover I had.
There's been some othe rgroup sleepovers since then but they were more orgies then sleep, maybe I'll tellyou about them anotehr time" he said before kissing me on the lips and snuggling for our few hours of sleep before his lips would wake me.
I was glad he had grown up so well.