Many years ago, when I was in my teens, I stopped over at my brother's house as we were going out the following day and had to leave early.

A couple of his mates were also coming, and as a couple of them lived quite a few miles away decided best to all stop over at my brothers.

I was sleeping in the lounge, as normal drinking the evening away having a good laugh with everyone, bravado and jokes of girls and conquests.

One of my brother's mates always a looker and was well packed, jeans tight and bulging, he was always the shy one of the crowd.

Tonight was no exception, I am not sure if he was getting hard but he was really straining his fly on his jeans.

The evening went on and we decided as we had an early start it was best to get to bed, the arrangement were made and I was luck enough to be sharing the lounge with him, other sides of the room but I thought this might be my chance of checking out the goods.

The table lamps were on, and I turned my back to him and stripped to my boxers and got in my sleeping bag and switched off my light, and slightly worse of drink closed my eyes and pretended to sleep but facing him.

He must have been confident to strip down facing me as he thought I was asleep. As he undid his jeans his dick jumped out, now straining his boxers to massive degree, he continued to lower his jeans and bend as he did so, when he stood back up you could see what I later realised was a semi.

He put is had to his dick and adjusted which just seemed to make it worse, it continued to strain his boxers, he did a quick check over to me and must have though I was fast asleep now, until he then slide those boxers off.

WOW! what a cock, must have been 8 or 9 inches and 6 or so around, balls good size. He continued to touch and gently rub his erection then sat on the edge of the couch and get into his sleeping bad, and switch the light off.

From the moment I saw his dick being released I got hard, and seeing his erection caused me to ache and throb, although I dare not move in case he realised I was awake and watching through near closed eyes.

I now had a chance to take myself in hand, in the darkness, and I think he was doing the same if the rustling of his sleeping bag was anything to go by.

I was worried that, if I blew my load there, one would make a hell of a mess and two he might smell my cum. So a made a little snort as though I had just woken and got out of my sleeping bag and went to the downstairs bathroom toilet, (luckily it wasn't far as the thought that he might have seen my cock bulging my boxers cause me to blow my load as soon as I go there).

When I went back to the lounge, he switched his lamp on and said I though you were asleep, I said I had to go the the toilet, he said I noticed.

I took this as a slight come on so I said it was your fault, he chuckled, I said that is some thing your packing, to which he said yours looked pretty decent.

At that point he lifted the side of his sleeping bag and I could smell the warmth and see his still erect cock, I slipped off my boxers and he would see my cock at semi and growing at the sight on his cock.

I slipped into his sleeping bag and could feel our cocks touching, he switched off the light and he reached down to my cock, and started caressing it and I did the same to him, he then shot his load all over my stomach and chest, and I continued to wank me off, and I shot my load (not as strong as his as I had not long cum in the cloakroom) - but it felt good.

We stayed together for the rest of the night but were conscious of the rest of the gang getting up and find us, so we somehow awoke at 4.30am - both sporting a morning wood, they were rubbing nicely together as we moved to get up out of bed.

He smiled and stroked my cock and I did the same to his as we both went off the the bathroom, having quickly rolled up our sleeping bags and taken our boxers and towels with us to have a quick shower.

We both went into the bathroom together and locked the door, he quickly was down on his knees and had my cock in his mouth, I whispered to him that I didn't want to cum yet, so his slowly removed his mouth. We both got in the shower (a large single cubical) and soaped each other and then proceeded to slowly wank each other.

He whispered that he was about to cum and would I like to suck him, to which I said I was not sure as this was my first real experience but though lets try it, and licked and sucked the end of his cock, and took the first shot and had to take my mouth away. The rest shot over my face and chest as I stood up, he bent down and took me in his mouth and I whispered that I was about to cum, he was worried he took the lot and lapped it up, water streaming over his hair and face.

We then heard movement upstairs in the upstairs bathroom and decided to quickly clean up and finish our showers.

I was out and dressed before anyone came down stairs and he was out about 10 minutes later.

This was never repeated or talked about between us and I am now happily married.

He is single (gay??? - I think so but not sure) Haven't seen him in year now but oh those memories. and that cock.!!