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Subject: As Close As Friends Can Get 2 ********************************** Content Warning: This story includes sex between men and boys and will include situations of incest between brothers and a father and his sons. If these types of situations offend you, please do not continue reading. This story is completely fictional. Also, Donate to Nifty if you haven’t already! The more we support it, the more likely it is to stay here for years and years! Feel free to reach out with feedback, comments, or suggestions for future chapters or stories. This is only my second piece of erotic fiction and I’m excited to hear what you ail ************************************* As Close as Friends Can Get: Part 2 ************************************* Standing in my darkened guest room, seeing the water from the pool below reflecting on the ceiling, and knowing that just feet away is a nude little 12-year-old stud, whose dick was just casually fondled by his dad (and my best friend), now has my own cock straining at my jeans. How in the world am I going to get into a bathing suit and casually chat with Cameron and *not* have an obvious tent in my shorts the whole time?! A couple deep breaths and I start to unzip my jeans and pull them off along with my boxer-briefs. My rock-hard cock springs free and it takes all my determination not to start jacking off right then-and-there, thinking about the scene that just occurred one room away. It might make my hardon disappear after a release, but I know it would take more time than I currently have to satisfy myself. I rummage through my suitcase to find my swim trunks and finish stripping down the rest of the way. I notice Cameron has laid a beach towel across the foot of the bed; he obviously knew full-well that we’d be having some jacuzzi chat time tonight. As I slide on my suit and try to tuck my dick in, I just know there’s no way he won’t notice this huge bulge in the front. I drape the towel over my shoulder and attempt to have it `casually’ land in front of my trunks, covering the ever-present tent. As long as I can make it into the jacuzzi the bubbles should camouflage my hardon, I hope. So, I quietly open my bedroom door, trying not to disturb the boys, and make my way downstairs. Cameron is in the semi-darkened kitchen, pulling wine glasses from the cabinet. He hears me coming down the stairs and says “yay, awesome! You head on out buddy and get settled. I’ll be right behind you with the drinks.” I open the patio door out onto a stunning view! They have completely gutted and redone their entire back yard. The kitchen and dining room open onto a walnut-stained wooden deck with a build-in, stone-clad firepit and plush outdoor couches. The deck spans the entire width of the house and even has a covered pergola area off to the side with its own mini-kitchen, barbecue, and dining area. The edge of the deck leads to end-to-end stairs that bring me down a few feet to the pool area. The entire space is laid with beautiful flagstone slabs and straight ahead is a shallow, tapered, beach-style entrance to the pool. I follow the edge of the pool around to the back side where the jacuzzi is slightly raised above with a wide waterfall edge, spilling off into the pool. The entire back yard is surrounded with mature trees along the sides and the far end of the pool area has a gorgeous, modern glass railing that looks off into the patch of woods that his property is butted up against. I’ve made it to the spa without my hardon being revealed, thankfully, and toss my towel on the lounge chairs surrounding the jacuzzi. As I lower myself into the steaming water the bubbles feel amazing on my legs, sore from sitting for hours in a cramped airplane seat. The effervescent liquid starts to travel up the opening of my swim trunks and the gentle tingles aren’t doing anything to help alleviate my erection. They’re only making it worse! I’m grateful that Cameron installed powerful jets and once I’m a couple inches lower into the water everything is obscured. I take a deep breath, close my eyes, splay my arms out along the rim of the spa, and lean back to place my head on the ledge. Just taking in this perfectly warm, Texas night air is fantastic. A couple moments later I sense a shadow cross my face and gradually open my eyes to see Cameron standing directly above me, wine glasses in one hand and a bottle of red in the other. “Comfy yet?” he jokes. “This remodel is complete shit,” I tease back to him as I open my eyes wider to see the soft light of the spa reflecting up the leg of Cameron’s swimsuit. I am immediately taken back to years ago when I would try and sneak glimpses of his dick in our youthful jacuzzi chats. But this time it’s right there above me, perfectly illuminated and he seemingly takes the widest stance possible above my face to give me the best view he can. I can clearly make out his partially covered head, the foreskin gradually pulling back, and his shaft disappearing into the shadows. He must know what he’s doing to me; I tell myself. Cameron breaks his stance and moves around the other side of the jacuzzi, setting down the wine and lowering himself into the water. As he does, I admire his physique, which has definitely developed since the last time I saw him in his current state of undress. He’s not the same lean guy I knew years ago, it’s obvious he’s been working out and spending some time in the sun. His pecks are beefy and defined, covered with a trimmed coat of hair. His shoulders are rounded and muscled, which continues all the way down his masculine arms. He has this amazing balance between gym-rat and dad-bod. His belly and waist aren’t ripped, but solid and brawny. Just before he dips completely into the water, I see a gorgeous patch of belly hair and happy tail that bleed off into the top of his suit. I had a crush on teen-Cameron and his slender, toned, body and little patches of dark hair… but dad-Cameron is the whole next level! This Texas lifestyle has done a number on him, and it. Is. Hot! “Dude,” he breaks my train of thought, “this is incredible! I can’t believe you’re finally here. It feels like it’s been forever, but at the same time, getting into the jacuzzi just now feels like I’m right back to our old days together!” “I literally couldn’t agree more,” I affirm, as Cameron begins to pour us each a glass of wine. He tops off our delicious looking red blend and hands my glass across the spa. “Cheers to best-friends-times-infinity-plus-TWO,” he laughs, playing off his boys’ catch phrase. We clink our glasses and give each other the warmest smile and sip to our ever-evolving friendship. “Ok, I know we chat, and text, and FaceTime ALL the time, but tell me everything that’s been happening that I’ve missed!” I lovingly command. “Oh buddy, there’s so much! It’s been seriously unbelievable,” he starts. “A couple years ago Emma was offered that promotion, you remember, and ever since then it’s been a whirlwind. She started making so much more that I was able to quit that job I hated and just become a full-time dad. Which was perfect because the boys were having a hard time adjusting to school here. It’s just such a different vibe than California. But I was able to be around all the time, help them more with homework, and social issues, and just spend so much more quality time with them. And Emma’s new job has her jetting off to conferences and summits all the time, so the boys and I have been able to develop such an awesome bond. I honestly think it makes erzincan escort Emma sad that she accepted the role sometimes because she sees how close the three of us guys have become. But she’s still totally grateful, of course, that she’s able to make such a great living and provide all of this for us. It’s a double-edged sword, you know?” “Oh my gosh, that mostly sounds incredible! But I can definitely appreciate where she’s coming from. Is that where she’s at right now? Away at a conference?” I ask. “Yeah, this one was a last-minute thing because one of her other coworkers flaked. She wanted to be here to see you, but there was no way around it.” “No worries, I totally understand that.” “So, for a while at least, it’ll just be a guys’ trip. Which is gonna be awesome, the boys really did miss you.” “I was shocked how well they even remembered me! Even though we had all those FaceTime hangouts, when they came running up at the airport, I wasn’t sure they’d remember me that well in real life, since they were so young when you guys left.” “Are you kidding?! They love you, you’re their Uncle David!” he laughed as he took a sip. “They’re just so affectionate, it was so sweet and heartwarming,” I chucked back. “I missed those kids!” “That’s the best part of being a stay-at-home dad,” Cameron jumped in. “We’ve gotten all this time to mature together, and teach them things, and show them how to be good guys.” “That part is definitely obvious,” I smiled back. “You have such a great bond with them! They love you and that seems to rub off to everyone else too.” Cameron starts to laugh a bit “nah, that’s not for everyone. They’re still little shits to a lot of people. Mostly people who deserve it, at least.” We laugh even harder, “that was really just for you tonight, buddy.” “You mean that whole “goodnight routine” was just for my benefit?” I asked as I giggled a little, but then wonder if I showed my hand too early about the whole scenario that played out in Hunter’s room just now. “Oh, one hundred percent,” Cameron laughed in a slightly devious tone. “All day they were going on and on, asking if you were gonna tuck them in. And if we would tuck them in together like I do.” “Well, I’m flattered I could be a part of the tradition,” I laugh. “I told them we couldn’t do the whole bedtime routine tonight though, since it was a long trip for you and I wanted some time to catch up with my best friend first,” Cameron said with a slightly conspicuous tone. “Oh?” I questioned back. This was getting so intriguing. I noticed a twinge in my swim trunks again. “All my time at home, bonding with the boys has totally made us closer and closer. We have this amazing relationship where we can just share everything with each other, I told them they can come to me with anything that’s on their minds,” Cameron says lovingly as he settles back into one of the jacuzzi jets a bit more. “Maybe like a year ago I was tucking Hunter in, and he had this really serious look on his face. So, I asked him what was wrong, of course. It was obvious he didn’t want to say. So I reassured him that nothing he told me would get him in trouble, and it could stay just between us if he wanted, which seemed to calm his nerves a bit.” “Oh wow, that really does sound serious. Pretty mature for an 11-year-old, isn’t it?” I interject. “Right?! But he’s always been the more serious big brother. I was really worried it was going to be something horrible. So, Hunter pauses a second and asks if he can just show me? And of course, I say yes, I have to know what could possibly make him so freaked out. He starts to grab the side of his covers, like he’s gonna pull them back. So, I scoot off the side of his bed and crouch next to it instead.” As Cameron continues his story, I can’t help but get completely hard under the water again. I feel like I know where this is going, but I still can’t let my fantasies run wild. This is my straight, married, masculine best friend; I tell myself I shouldn’t read anything more into it. “As soon as I get down,” Cameron continues after another gulp of his wine, “Hunter starts to fold back his bed sheets and sit up, and he doesn’t have any pajamas on. He swings his legs off the side of the bed in front of me and looks down, kinda like he’s scared, and his little dick is completely hard. Harder than I’ve ever seen any dick, buddy!” I quickly avert my gaze from Cameron and take a sip of wine. I know where I want this story to be headed, but I won’t let myself believe it. “So I look back up at him and ask what he thinks is wrong,” Cam’s tone deepens, almost sensually as he recalls his son saying; “`This happens all the time now. Come here, look real close, dad. There’s these little hairs all over now that weren’t there before,’ He tells me as he points at his first little pubes. Buddy, I tried so hard not to laugh,” Cameron admits as he starts to laugh now. “So I tell him that this is absolutely completely natural and that this happens to every single boy around his age. And that the exact same thing even happened to me when I was just a little older than him. So then he asks if my pee pee still gets hard or if he’ll outgrow it. And of course I have to admit it’s just a part of life now, and it might happen at any moment, even when he doesn’t want it to. And I tell him that he doesn’t need to call it a `pee pee.’ Now that we’re older guys we can call it a dick.” I’m simultaneously uncomfortable and wholly aroused by all of this. “So I leaned forward, like he wanted me to, and I inspected his first little pubes and told him that everything looked totally normal and he had nothing to worry about. And then I admitted to him that even my dick was hard right then. Which seemed to make him perk up and not feel so guilty, I think.” Cameron takes one last big sip of the end of his glass of wine and sets it down. He puts his hands on the ledge of the jacuzzi, like he’s about to lift himself up out of the water. “Actually,” Cameron says as he starts to push himself up, “even telling you about this right now got me hard again.” And just as Cameron says those words, he raises his body out from the shroud of the bubbles, and there is his full, hearty, uncut dick pointing straight out. He had even tucked back the leg of his swimsuit to let his cock free. His engorged ball sac was hanging out from the crotch of his swimsuit, water running down it as he stood up further. I was in awe. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I didn’t have words. I couldn’t say a single thing before Cameron continued with his story, as if he hadn’t just casually revealed his massive hardon to me. A sight I’d been imagining and longing to see since the first day we met in rehearsal. “I didn’t know why seeing my little guys’ dick got me so hard, I couldn’t explain it. But sure enough, hard as a rock. And then, super timidly, Hunter asked if it was ok if he saw it. Dude, I was totally surprised. I felt like I shouldn’t, but I also really wanted him to see it for some reason. So, I told him that I would let him see it, but this was a guy’s-only type of thing. Other people probably wouldn’t understand, so it should just be a special thing that he-and-I share. So there’s Hunter, sitting on the edge of his bed, and I stand up and tuck my thumbs in the waistband of my pajamas. And I’ve gotta ask him again `ok buddy, are you sure you want to see? This needs to just be a father-and-son thing. Alright?'” Cameron continues his scandalous erzurum escort story as he reaches up to casually scratch his chest. “So Hunter nods, maybe a little bashfully, and I start to slowly pull down my pajama bottoms,” and as Cameron tells me this his hand is gradually traveling back down his torso, along his hair-dusted pecs and belly, until it reaches his dick and he wraps his fingers around his shaft and squeezes it. “I pulled them down maybe a couple inches, right above the base of my dick, showing Hunter my bush and his eyes got super wide. And I saw his little cock jump at the sight. Buddy, for some reason it was getting me so excited having him watch me. And I told him that those couple hairs he had right now would turn into something like this someday, and I kinda ran my fingers through my bush.” And as he’s describing it to me, Cameron starts steadily kneading his dense patch of pubes right there in front of me. Slowly massaging his pelvis and the base of his cock through his bush. He continued, “Of course I had a huge tent in the front, and before I could pull them down any further my dick just popped out from the fly. So there I was, standing in front of my boy with my big boner exposed. He had this look of fascination and shock… a lot like you have right now,” Cameron starts laughing. It snapped me out of my trance. Here was my best friend of fifteen years, with his thick cock casually exposed, telling me that he got aroused because of stripping for his 11-year-old son. How the fuck am I not supposed to be completely entranced by this?! It takes all of my concentration to mutter “buddy… this is completely… shocking to me! And, since it we’re being completely honest with each other in tonight’s jacuzzi chat… it has me absolutely fuckin’ hard too,” I laugh to break the tension. “Don’t even worry, dude. As soon as noticed you gazing at Hunter’s dick tonight, I knew I could tell you all about our whole father/son bond out here,” Cameron confessed. I guess I had been caught earlier, but it sounds like that’s exactly what Cameron was hoping for. “Looks like you’re empty, let me fill up that glass.” “Oh dude, we’re gonna need another bottle if there’s much more to this story,” I joke back. Cameron stands up with the half-empty wine bottle in hand as he takes a couple steps across the jacuzzi. His hard dick lands perfectly at the surface of the water and floats out in front of him. I can’t help but stare at this beautiful specimen. His dick must be at least 7-1/2 inches long, maybe longer. Incredibly smooth with hardly any veins. And now, being completely engorged, his foreskin has fully disappeared along his shaft and his juicy head is exposed. As he tops off my glass, he doesn’t step back to his seat across the jacuzzi though, but instead picks a spot on the ledge right in front of one of my outstretched arms. He gently nudges my arm back a bit with his butt to make room for him to sit. My hand lands just on the other side of his hip and my forearm is tucked right up against his muscular cheeks. He gradually leans back, resting on his palms, and his erection flops back to rest on his belly. It’s just a foot away from my face as he gazes off, into the dark woods beyond the pool, and he continues his erotic tale. “Hunter is fixed on my dick, he’s obviously never seen another man’s cock before. He’s totally studying it. So I grab it around the base and squeeze a bit, and a drop of precum must’ve come out, cuz he says `woah, dad, did you just pee a little?’ and of course I chucked at that. So I say `oh no, buddy, that’s called precum. Your body makes it to help lubricate your penis.’ He’s like totally blown away by all of this!” And as Cameron keeps retelling his experience to me, staring off in the distance, he has the sexiest little smile I’ve ever seen. Not to mention, his dick keeps jumping every time he reaches an exciting new part of the tale, and it’s just starting to form a bead of precum on the tip. “I’m getting more and more curious about how far along Hunter is in his development, so I say `Can I ask you a personal question, buddy?’ And he gets more excited and says `of course, dad, whatever you want!’ And I’m not really sure if this next part is over-the-line, but I figure my son has already seen my boner right in front of him, so what the fuck, right?!” Cameron gently laughs to himself. “So I ask `Have you ever jacked off, like masturbated before? Do you know what those are? Like have you heard other guys talking at school about it or anything?’ And I’m honestly a little surprised when he says, `I heard some boys joking about how they `jacked it all the time’ but I really didn’t know what they were talking about. And I didn’t wanna ask cuz I was embarrassed that I didn’t know.'” “So I say `Hunter, that’s why I’m here for you. I’m your dad and I want you to be able to come to me with any questions, even if you think it’s silly or embarrassing. I mean anything! Ok?’ I felt so bad for the little guy, I wanted to help him… plus I was pretty horned up by that point,” Cameron admits as he angles his head to the side a bit and gives me a devilish wink. I can see Cameron’s precum drip growing as he continues “I say to him `I’m gonna help you out, ok buddy?’ And he nodded, waiting to see what I was gonna do next. So I slip my dick back through the fly of my pj’s and slide them the rest of the way off. `Scoot over, bud’ I say. And I sit next to him on his bed and lean back on my elbows. He’s still sitting there, staring at my dick, so I pat the bed and motion for him to lay back like me. And I say `ok, I’m gonna show you what jacking off is. Technically it’s called masturbating, but like no one really uses that except for doctors.’ And he kinda nervously chucked, it was pretty cute.” Cameron shifts his weight a little bit now, and I can see him raise his leg up just the slightest tad. “First thing you gotta do,” he explains to Hunter, “is take your hand, it can be either one, you’ll figure out which one you like more, and grip around your dick.” And just as he mentions grabbing his dick I feel his foot, down under the water, start to trace along my own hard shaft through my swimsuit. His pressure gets firmer, and I unconsciously let out a subtle moan. Cameron pats the ledge of the jacuzzi behind me, just like he had gestured to Hunter, for me to come and join him. I’m still partly in shock that this is all happening as I push myself out of the water to stand on the bench in the spa. With my swimsuit fully tented from my own hard wood, Cameron reaches forward and grabs the sides of my shorts. I look down as he methodically tugs at the fabric, slowly lowering it down my pelvis, my boner fighting it all the way. And with one final tug, my cock springs free, slapping me on my belly. “Honestly, I’ve been waiting years to see what you were packing, buddy,” Cameron smirks as he ogles my cock. And in that moment, I realize this is the first time my best friend is seeing my dick too. Fifteen years of anticipation for both of us, it seems! I glance back up to Cameron, who has stood up himself now, and is sliding his trunks down. Each inch of his member is slowly revealed until his thick head is finally released, and we’re both standing in front of each other, taking in the vision of our best friend’s naked body, rock hard dicks, and plump balls. I’m genuinely shocked by how similar we both are still. All those years ago, when people joked about how we could have been esat escort brothers, who would have guessed that could be true all these years later, even in the nude! The only real difference I can make out in my state of euphoria is that Cam is maybe half-an-inch longer than me and uncut. He begins to step out of his suit, so I follow along until both of our trunks are floating carelessly on the surface of the water and we can truly gaze at our buddy in all his glory. Cameron playfully pats the ledge again, and as we each begin to sit back down Cameron keeps telling his story “So I tell Hunter to grab ahold of his little pecker,” and as he says that, in one sensual swoop Cam wraps his fingers around my throbbing dick as well. I can’t even guess what my expression is at this point. Probably a mix of shock, and pleasure, and confusion, and lust, all wrapped into one. “Now slowly start to move your fist along your shaft like this,” Cameron continues describing to Hunter. But as he does, he begins to mimic everything he’s recounting on me. “‘There you go, just like that.’ I was trying to encourage him, and I’m totally turned on watching my boy start to stroke his dick for the very first time, right in front of me. Back and forth, I’m showing him slowly. I can see his little hood of foreskin pulling back and releasing. I can tell he doesn’t have any precum yet, so I slide my finger over the tip of my dick to scoop up some of my own. I’m totally leaking now. I take a big drip of it and start to massage Hunter’s cockhead in a little circle, and then down his gorgeous little rod. He totally let out a moan when I did that.” Cameron takes a bead of his precum and works it on my swollen mushroom head, mixing it with my own that has started dripping. He grabs my shaft even firmer and begins to jack me at the same time he’s stroking himself, gazing intently at my rock-hard tool the whole time. “There you go, buddy. Doesn’t that feel amazing?” Cameron asks Hunter in his story. “I’m stroking his little dick quicker, and quicker, and watching his face. He’s in ecstasy, dude. I just want to make him feel good. `I jack off almost every day.’ I tell him. `It’s totally nothing to be embarrassed about. In a minute you’re gonna feel like you need to pee, but it’s ok. It’s not pee, it’s called an orgasm. You might not shoot anything out, but you can see mine when I do.’ I’m stroking both of us now and Hunter can’t take his eyes off my big dick. And all of a sudden, without me even telling him, he reached over and wrapped his tiny fist around my dick. I swear I could’ve busted right then. `That’s it, buddy. We can jack each other off. We can do this whenever you want to.’ I told him. And then I felt his little boner twitch and stiffen up even more. I knew he was gonna orgasm any second.” I know I’m going to shoot my load any second too with Cameron stroking my cock like he’s doing. I can feel the waves start down in my crotch, but Cameron doesn’t let up. He’s pumping both our tools harder and faster with each stroke. “Hunter is following my every motion, both of us mesmerized by the other’s dick. `Dad, I think it’s happening, it feels like I’m going to pee, just like you said!’ And I can see his pecker start twitching and his smooth little ball sack tighten up, and he starts panting. I don’t let up and he lets out these amazing little grunts and sighs, and his whole tiny body starts spasming. So I tell him to watch my dick, and he sits up and keeps on jacking me faster, just like I was. `I’m gonna cum’ I say. And I start spewing shot after shot all over my chest. I think I even shot up to my neck a couple times. And Hunter says `oh my god, dad, is that the cum? You mean I’m gonna do that some day?'” And just at the moment Cameron describes unloading his balls in front of Hunter we each grunt in unison and begin shooting our ribbons of jizz across the jacuzzi. Squirt after squirt is unloading from our dicks as Cameron strokes both of us, his manly fists wrapped firmly around each of our shafts. Our milky semen swirling and mixing with the bubbles. And as we’re catching our breath Cameron laughs, “yup, it was pretty much just like that.” “Holy fuck, buddy, I don’t even believe it,” I gasp. “I know, that was fucking hot!” Cameron exclaims to me. “I told Hunter that any time he feels like he wants to play with himself like that, he should come and get me. I mean, as long as mom’s not home or everyone else is asleep. That was like a year ago, and I swear that little dude is as horny as me now!” “So, you guys have a secret little jack off club now?!” I ask excitedly. “We totally do! But that’s one of the reasons I’m so glad you were finally able to come out for a trip, buddy,” Cameron admits as he gently glides his hands across both of our softening dicks. “I told you the boys we’re excited to see you. But that’s partly because I told them you might want to join in our bedtime routine.” “Wait, you mean you and *both* of the boys?!” “Mmmmmhhhhmmm,” Cameron admits with a smirk. “Tanner caught us one night and I figured he was old enough to be in on it too. But I’ve kinda been wanting to show them more things now recently. I just didn’t know exactly how, and I’ve totally wanted to try with you for a while now, and I knew I wanted you to be the one to show us. I trust you with everything, buddy. You know this.” “I… I’m completely flattered!” I confess. “You know I love you and your boys like you’re a part of my own family. And now this?! I’ll admit… I’ve fantasized about you and the boys for a while. I’d fuckin’ love to show you all the fun stuff guys can do together!” “Fuck yeah, buddy. This is gonna be a great trip!” And as Cameron deviously smiled at me, we were startled out of our taboo planning by a clap of thunder and flash of lighting. “Oh shit, that was fuckin’ close!” Cameron yells out and leaps up, letting go of our dicks. “Quick, put that sexy cock away, we gotta get inside.” We sprang out of the jacuzzi, barely pulling up our swimsuits, grabbing up the towels and wine glasses, and sprinting towards the patio door. Just steps away from the house it started downpouring with another blinding flash that rumbled us. We made it inside and Cameron slid the door closed behind us, both stopping in our tracks, laughing as we turned around to see a deluge of rain inundating the pool. “Holy fuck, that came out of nowhere!” I say to Cam. “For real! I had no idea there was a storm rolling in tonight. Good thing you landed when you did, that could’ve really thrown a wrench in our plans,” he replied with a smile. “Oh yeah? Was all of this part of your plan?” I teased back. Cameron smirks as he glances down and realizes both our dicks are still hanging out. I guess we didn’t have time to pull our suits all the way up before we ran inside. He chuckles “well, I didn’t *plan* all of this… but I definitely hoped for it.” “This is gonna be one hell of a boys’ trip, I’m thinking,” I say as I reach out to give his thick semi a little squeeze. “I think I’d better go dry off before I wreck your hard wood,” I bust out laughing. “Worst joke ever,” Cam laughs back. “But for real, it probably is time for bed.” We both take our towels and rub them through our hair and across our drenched bodies and swim trunks as we make our way upstairs. Cameron is turning off lights along the route until it’s just the continual flashes of lightning that illuminate the way. Alone in the hallway outside my room he grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me in for a hug, our softening cocks grazing each other during the embrace. “Night buddy, I hope you get a great night sleep now,” he says as he lets go and winks. As he turns toward his room, I pat him on the butt and say back, “See ya in the morning, stud.”