I've never told this story, but after reading several on here, I feel it's safe to share. For context, both of us were about 19 in this story.

My buddy, who we will call Steven, and myself played music together in a small town band. We also attended the same church, went to the same school and shared a lot of interests. It wasn't uncommon for us to crash at each other's houses if we had big plans early the next morning. It was just easier that way.

Me and Steven had shared a bed multiple times and neither one of us seemed to have a bicurious bone in our body. It was nothing to lay down and go to sleep without any thought of being in just our boxers together. It was just normal for us.

One afternoon, we had done some yard work together for a woman in her mid 30's at the time. We both got so worked up over how hot she was and were talking about what we would do to her while we drove home from that job. Both of us got so excited over it that we both mentioned we were hard from just thinking about the "what if's." As we chilled at his house, the feelings died down as the subjects changed and we thought nothing more about it... That is, until bed time.

We both showered separately and prepared for bed. Both of us climbed into bed around 10:30 that night and were quietly looking at our phones, checking social media and things like that. Suddenly Steven gets super excited, as he found this girl's Instagram and discovered some bikini pics of her on a beach vacation earlier that year. He showed me the pics and I immediately got horny again thinking about our earlier discussion.

After a couple minutes of both of us looking at her pics, my cock was throbbing but I couldn't touch it. After all, I didn't want him to see me slowly jerking under his covers. I was very shy and didn't want him knowing I had a boner. A few more minutes go by and I hear what sounds like Steven rubbing the underside of the covers, as if he was rubbing his leg or something. Then it hit me... He's trying to rub one out.

I didn't look his direction or say anything at first but it didn't take me long to satisfy my curiosity. I slowly glanced down and saw his hand moving back and forth under the covers. At that point, I laid my own hand on my cock and just squeezed it, hoping that would help in some way. But it didn't. Then Steven decided to break the ice by saying "Man, I hate to do this, but I'm not gonna be able to sleep if I don't take care of this boner..." I understood and said "I get it man. It''s your room, do whatever you want to do."

At this point he slips his boxers down around his knees, still covered by the sheets. His cock springs upward and creates a nice tent. I try not to make it obvious but I'm watching him through the corner of my eye as he starts jerking his cock at a steady pace. With each stroke, his hand hits the sheet making it "pop" upwards. It doesn't take long to see a wet spot of pre-cum building on the sheet where his tip is rubbing. At this point, I notice his eyes are closed and his head is tilted back into the pillow. I slowly start jerking along with him, as I thought he couldn't see me.

As he starts getting closer, he throws the sheet off of him and says "I can't cum with that in my way. Sorry man." Again, I understood. I said "I'm the same way man" and slid the covers off of me as well. That took a lot of courage to do, but it felt right at the time. Now we have both stopped and are just looking at each other's cocks for the first time after years of friendship.

Steven said "Dang man, I didn't realize you were that horny too." I said "Yeah, it's all your fault for showing me those pics." We both laughed and laid our heads back on the pillow. Soon, we both continued jerking without speaking a word. We would both casually glance at each other every few seconds. It was so hot to be experiencing this with him.

As I got close to cumming, I held myself back. I didn't want to make a mess in his bed unless he was okay with it. Should I get a towel? Dirty shirt? Something? About that time, Steven started breathing heavier and shot his load all over his chest. Some landed up on his pillow. As he slowly stroked the last couple shots out of his dick, I jerked faster and felt myself climaxing. I shot my load all over my chest and got some on the mattress. We both leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed whatever we could, for me it was my dirty tee shirt from earlier. We wiped ourselves off, pulled the covers back up and laid there catching our breaths.

Steven said "Man, I needed that. Hope it wasn't too awkward." I replied with "It wasn't awkward at all man. We are both 19, it's part of it." He then said "Alright man, I'm gonna pass out. We gotta be up early" as he rolled over and faced away from me and drifted off to sleep.

We both slept great all night and never really spoke of our experience again, nor did we ever take things further. Now that I'm a bit older and bisexual, I wish we could have. I'd give anything to go back to that night and at least suck him off. I hope you liked my experience. 😊