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Part 10
Totally confused, I leave the bathroom and lie down on the bed. I turn the TV on, but the image of Brad showing his hot cock keeps running through my mind. Like an internet pop-up, it keeps comming up.
I realize myself that Brad's action is an opportunity. Brad and I can develop a friendship that's different from other friendships. We can become closer than I've ever been with a friend. But all I have to do is to show the same comfort when I'm naked.
And strangely, I find it pretty hard to do so.
Dropping my pants in a crowded lockerroom? No problem. Changing my underwear in front of my friends? No problem. Skinny dipping after a party? No problem.
But right now, with Brad, I find it hard to show off.
The door of the bathroom opens and Brad walks in. He's wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. His hair is still a bit wet and there are little waterdrops all over his body. There's a bulge in the towel, right where his cock is supposed to be.
He walks over to his side of our bed and takes his towel off. Like I hoped, he's wearing nothing underneath. Brad takes the sheet and steps in bed, totally naked.
"Okay, I guess it's my turn now.", I say and walk to the bathroom.
When I close the door behind me, I leave it unlocked. I quickly remove my clothes and take a shower. The hot water and the thought of Brad lying naked in our bed, makes my body go crazy. I'd love to jerk off right now, but I keep myself in control. However, I can't keep my cock from getting harder. I'd love to sleep naked too, but I can't go lying next to Brad with a hard-on!
When I've dried myself off, I wait a little while so my cock is soft again. It's still bigger than normal, but it looks soft. I decide that I won't do like Brad did. I won't wrap a towel around my waist to take it off when I'm standing right next to our bed. I decide that, when I enter the room again, I'll wear nothing but a towel around my neck. I'll make sure that Brad get's a good and perfect view of my cock.
I open the bathroom door and walk straight to our bed. Brad is sitting in bed, his back against the wall. He looks at me, and surely checks me out. I notice his eyes getting bigger, his mouth drops open. Mission completed.
Totally confused, I leave the bathroom and lie down on the bed. I turn the TV on, but the image of Brad showing his hot cock keeps running through my mind. Like an internet pop-up, it keeps comming up.
I realize myself that Brad's action is an opportunity. Brad and I can develop a friendship that's different from other friendships. We can become closer than I've ever been with a friend. But all I have to do is to show the same comfort when I'm naked.
And strangely, I find it pretty hard to do so.
Dropping my pants in a crowded lockerroom? No problem. Changing my underwear in front of my friends? No problem. Skinny dipping after a party? No problem.
But right now, with Brad, I find it hard to show off.
The door of the bathroom opens and Brad walks in. He's wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. His hair is still a bit wet and there are little waterdrops all over his body. There's a bulge in the towel, right where his cock is supposed to be.
He walks over to his side of our bed and takes his towel off. Like I hoped, he's wearing nothing underneath. Brad takes the sheet and steps in bed, totally naked.
"Okay, I guess it's my turn now.", I say and walk to the bathroom.
When I close the door behind me, I leave it unlocked. I quickly remove my clothes and take a shower. The hot water and the thought of Brad lying naked in our bed, makes my body go crazy. I'd love to jerk off right now, but I keep myself in control. However, I can't keep my cock from getting harder. I'd love to sleep naked too, but I can't go lying next to Brad with a hard-on!
When I've dried myself off, I wait a little while so my cock is soft again. It's still bigger than normal, but it looks soft. I decide that I won't do like Brad did. I won't wrap a towel around my waist to take it off when I'm standing right next to our bed. I decide that, when I enter the room again, I'll wear nothing but a towel around my neck. I'll make sure that Brad get's a good and perfect view of my cock.
I open the bathroom door and walk straight to our bed. Brad is sitting in bed, his back against the wall. He looks at me, and surely checks me out. I notice his eyes getting bigger, his mouth drops open. Mission completed.