This story is based on true events. I actually did sneak away to a bathroom with a friend of mine, and most of the events actually took placed as described. However, I'm letting YOU, LPSG, finish the story, as I've had quite a few scenarios run through my head following that day... === My girlfriend and I just had a bit of a fight. We had some disagreements over how the relationship was going, and it didn't end well. As such, tonight she's sleeping in the next room. A few of my pals--girls and guys-- were staying the night at my place. Everyone had a bit to drink and were in no shape to drive. One of them, whom we'll call K from now on, heard a bit of the altercation and opted to stay in the room with me until the morning to make sure I was okay. He's a nice guy so I obliged, and he slid in on the opposite side of the bed. I regained my composure, said good night, and dozed off. About 4 hours later the sun shone through the window, awaking me. I turned my head to the right and realized that K was spooned up against my body. It was odd, but I didn't object. He appeared to be between sleep and consciousness, and as I shifted my body, he pulled his arm over me, placing his hand on my chest. My heart began to pound quickly as i thought of what he was trying to do. I shuffled closer to him and at that moment it appeared that I had accomplished an inverse "backdoor bump"-- namely, I moved my ass right into his morning wood. He stirred once more, and his outstretched hand began to move south. Again, i let him have his way. In moments, he was stroking me, and I breathed heavily, moaning occasionally. It felt… good. I had never felt this way before, especially with another man. He continued to stroke and shortly thereafter I was hard. I reached behind my back, abruptly stuck my hand down his boxers, and began returning the favor. Without even looking, he felt bigger than I was, which turned me on a bit. We pleasured each other for a few minutes longer, until I couldn't take it anymore. I had to cum, but could I do it with a good friend of mine? Climbing out of the bed, I motioned for him to follow me. He had a puzzled look on his face. "Come on," I whispered. "You already made me hard." Slowly but surely he emerged from the covers. I lead him to the bathroom and shut the door. We both slept in our underwear: he was in short, dark boxers with stripes, and I was in my green aussieBum briefs. Obviously, we were both pitching tents at the moment. I decided to make the first move and put my body right next to K's. He was slightly taller than I, and I faced his neck at the moment. We both began rubbing each others' sides, going down to the hips, finally to our asses. Both pairs of underwear began sliding off, revealing our manhoods. At the time, mine stood about 5 1/2 inches long, a thick vein throbbing atop it. K's appeared to be around 7 inches, and I complemented him: "Man, you're way bigger than I am!" He quickly replied, "No, you're definitely bigger. Really." Looking again, I think he was referring to my girth-- I was thicker, but he was surely longer. Standing there smelling each others' necks, we began pleasuring each other again, upright this time. I continued to breathe deeply, as I had never had this interaction with a man before. I knew K was gay, but I never thought I'd make a move on him... WHAT SHOULD I DO? A) Continue stroking each other. B) Let K take control. C) Take control of K. After the first 10 or 20 votes, I'll continue the story based on the majority's decision.