Back in like 8th grade, I had a really good friend who would come over every day after school and usually sleep over on the weekends. We'd talked a little bit about dicks and stuff, but one night I woke up because I'd felt something. I woke up in time to realize something was being dragged across my crotch and leg, and realized it was his hand. Now, I was perfectly fine with this, but we developed an awkward little game where we both acted like we were asleep and like our body parts conveniently ended up where they did. He felt me up all night.

I went over to his house another night and his hand slipped under my shorts this time. I figured I had to return the favor, so I did. Eventually, his mom came up the stairs and peeked in. Luckily, we had the covers over us, so she didn't notice anything. He wasn't really my definition of attractive at all, and we eventually stopped seeing each other.


But then high school came and I got to be really good friends with someone else, who completely fits my definition of hot. I mean, each year of high school we had 3, 4, 6, and then 4 classes together per day, out of 6. So yeah...on a few school trips we'd share a hotel bed, and I wanted to do him so badly. But of course, there were always more people in the room, and I still, to this day, can't say if he's gay.

But I sure tried! Lots of the "I'm asleep, convenient body part placing" game...which he seemed to be playing too, or at least, I fantasized. I heard things like a hand creeping along the sheets towards me, but we never did feel each other's cocks, even through clothes. The best I got was a really short-lived hug around his body. I slipped one arm under his side when he was sleeping on it, and he *happened* to switch to his back. I guess I took that as a sign, because I moved in with the other arm. Our legs were already wrapped.

Never got where I wanted to after several tries, but Christ, it's made me jack it for years.