sal ganuth

I asked readers “What happens next?”
A) Do I offer Dan my soaking boxers to wear so that he doesn’t have to sit naked in front of me, while we wait for my mum to come back to let us in, while I freeball in my school trousers?
B) Do I strip naked in front of Dan, “I can’t stay in soaking wet clothes, guess we’ve seen each other naked a few times already in the school locker room, right?”
C) Do I say, “That was crazy. What do we do now?” to Dan, my eyes fixed on his hand-covered junk. Dan grinning and replies, “I dunno, what you got in mind, Liam?” as he drops his hands to his side, revealing his nicely chubbed cock.

And the answer was a resounding… B) Do I strip naked in front of Dan, “I can’t stay in soaking wet clothes, guess we’ve seen each other naked a few times already in the school locker room, right?”

We got back to my house and into the back garden. Dan stood there, the sun on his naked skin, facing me. Me, in my soaking wet school uniform. I start to unbutton my shirt and take it off, dropping it onto the grass, Dan watching.
“I can’t stay in soaking wet clothes, guess we’ve seen each other naked a few times already in the school locker room, right?”
Dan shrugs his shoulders, “Yeah, sure, why not? Your place, your rules.”
As if it didn’t matter. My heart was racing. Being naked in front of each other in the locker room with a group of our class mates was one thing, being naked in my mum’s back garden, just the two of us was something else altogether. But I’d said it, and Dan was stood there bare assed naked watching me, and I thought, ‘ok, I’ll go through with it,’ and unbuckle my belt, unzip and pull my trousers off. Then the socks. Then my briefs.
“That feel better? “Dan asks, looking me up and down.
“Yeah, I guess so.” I hang my wet clothes on the back of a couple of chairs by the back door.
“So, we just hang nude in your garden til your mum comes home, eh?” Dan asks.
The reality sinking in, “Fuck, yeah, she won’t be back til gone six though. Over an hour.” And me thinking, ‘Fuck, we’ll be naked when my mum gets home. She’ll see us naked. WTF!’
Oblivious of my worries, Dan says, “Don’t know about you but I’m gonna take this as an ideal opportunity to get some rays on my bod.” I watch as Dan lays down on the grass, on his back, his cock resting lazily on his thigh. “I guess that’s a good idea,” I say, and join him, but with me lying on my front. The sun on our drying naked bodies, we recount the events, the stripping down in the harbour, Dan getting up onto the quayside naked and water running off him, us running through the village.
We lay there soaking in the sun, my eyes feel heavy. I’m drifting off… the conversation fresh in my mind, me remembering the scene as if it was seared on my brain forever. Especially the sight of Dan climbing the steps ahead of me, the water cascading down his naked body, over his glutes, his crack… when I looked up I could see his balls too…

“What you thinking?” I feel Dan nudge me.
“Eh? Nothing,” I murmur half-asleep. I couldn’t tell Dan what I was thinking, could I? Him lying naked on the grass next to me. My cock totally boned under me, ‘Fuck. What would Dan think of me if he knew I was boned?’
Dan slaps my ass cheek real hard, waking me fully from my daydreams, “WTF Dan?”
“I asked you a question like five times. You were away somewhere Liam. C’mon man, tell me. I’m your bestie, right?”
“You are, yeah.” Dan’s right. He is my bestie. Here he is, lying naked on his side, arm propping him up. Looking down at me grinning, “What?”
“Wanna fight?” Dan asks. Without waiting for an answer I feel his nakedness on top of my body. His arms around me. ‘Fuck no.’ I’m thinking. Still totally boned. Dan manhandles me onto my back.
“Woah, Liam, I know I’m your bestie, but really?”
I blush with embarrassment as I watch Dan looking down at my boned cock, “Fuck… I… err… sorry…”
“Damn, Liam. What were you dreaming about? Or should I ask, who? Spill, man.”
Dan over me, legs astride me. I’m sure I can feel his cock and balls resting on the softness of my inner thigh. “You need help with that?” Dan asks. Without waiting for an answer, I gasp as I feel Dan’s hand wrap around my rock hard cock, and his thumb presses against my wet cockhead.
“Leaky Liam,” Dan laughs, as he rubs his thumb over my pissslit, making me generate even more precum.
“Dan, WTF you doing?” I look up at him, my cock in his hand. I don’t want him to stop, but I can’t admit that to him.
“What does it look like, Liam,” Dan asks grinning, “I’m just…”
“Just what, Dan?” I ask. There’s a silence between us. Time seems to stop. Time seems to stop with Dan’s hand wrapped round my hard shaft and his thumb pressed against my pissslit and my cock throbbing in his hand. He must be feeling the throbbing, right?
Dan looks down at my cock then into my eyes. He’s smiling, his full lips slightly parted, “Liam, I’m just…”