Sharing a Bed
submitted June 9, 2007
Bob and I had worked together for several years. Sometimes we had seen each other nude as we changed at the company gym. He had a nice body with a nice cut cock. I noticed sometimes that he was checking out my body with my uncut cock. Curiosity is common among guys.
We both were sent to a meeting out of town, and we decided to share a room. Because of plane delays, we got to the hotel late. They told us that the last room with two beds had just been taken, and the only one left was a room with just one double bed. Did we want it?
We both said, "What the hell!" and took it.
After the meeting, we went back to our room. We watched some TV and made small talk, and then decided to turn in. I told Bob that I always dug out some pj's to wear on trips, but at home I slept in the nude. He chuckled and said he did, too.
"What do you think, do we know each other well enough to sleep nude in the same bed?" I asked. "Sure, what the hell!" Bob replied.
We stripped down, did out "bathroom thing," and then climbed into bed. "Good night," we each told the other, the light went out, and we were off to sleep.
In the middle of the night I awoke to find myself on my back, with a full hard on (which was common when I slept). The only unusual thing was that Bob had his hand around my cock!
In the dim light coming through the drapes I could see him watching as he held my cock with its full foreskin in his hand. He pulled on the skin a bit, and then began the "unveiling."
Down, down, down came my manskin, till the swollen dark red head shiny with precum was completely exposed. I moaned slightly, which was just instinctive and I couldn't help it.
Then Bob began pulling my foreskin up again, till it covered my head once again.
I decided Bob needed to be rewarded for his bravery, so I reached down (pretending to still be asleep) and took hold of his hard cut cock with its big mushroom head. Man, was he hard!
There we were, both pretending to be asleep; holding each other's hard cocks!
I started pulling on his cock, the way I knew cut guys jacked off. He started working my foreskin back and forth -- I guess he figured out that was how we uncut guys did it.
We were both hard as a rock, and both of us were breathing heavily. My balls were bouncing, and so were Bob's.
Then I felt him swelling up, and I'm sure he could feel me swelling up, too. Out came load after load of cum from each of our cocks, covering our hands, the bed, and each other's crotches with our hot semen.
We both were shaking like we were having seizures. It took us a while to finally come down from such a powerful high of orgasm.
We held each other's cocks till we started to soften. Then Bob got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. After he returned to bed, I gave him a few minutes and then went to the bathroom to clean up my own hands, cock, and crotch. (We had no choice but to leave the bed the way it was.) Then we easily went to sleep.
The next morning we got dressed and went to our meeting as if nothing had happened. And then that afternoon we flew home together, also as if nothing had happened.
We never shared a room again, much less a bed. And we never discussed what had happened that night.
But I'm sure I will never forget what happened, and I don't think Bob will either.
Two guys, enjoying each other's cocks, were enjoying making each other feel good. What's wrong with that?