3 comments/ 26116 views/ 4 favorites Workout P90x By: jizzbits "Ok I know that it has been over a year and a half since I have seen you, but do you really need to pretend that you don't notice that I am here?" "Holy shit Tristan, where have you been, and what the fuck did you do to your hair, bleach it" Trevor looked me up and down with a huge friendly grin; damn it felt good to see his smile. For the last few months I have been so depressed seeing an old friend truly lightened my spirits. We both laughed at my hair which has grown out and when it gets long it gets really curly, I have not seen Trevor in over a year he was my regular work out partner at the local gym. "I just started back up last week I was out on injury, the last time we saw each other you where just about to get married. How are the newlyweds?" Trevor asked "Long story and quit jabbing me in the ribs, things just got really ugly after about 6 months. I became a real prick and she just stopped loving me if you can believe that." "How can anybody stop loving your charm" he said, everybody knows you have a bit of an anger issue at times. "Hey I am done here I was just going to grab a shower you want to go get a cup of coffee and catch up?" "I sure would, I just got done doing the tread mill and I thought I would poke my head in here to see if I saw anyone I knew. I was just headed to the shower my self." We were both soaked from head to toe with sweat, I guess not working out for over a year had got the best of us. Trevor had been out on a pulled ham string and I just stopped because I got married and my wife just did not find working out fun. That should have been one of my first clues that things were not going to work. When we reached the locker room I noticed that his locker was right next to mine just like when we use to lift together. We seem to be the only guys who like the last two lockers back in this corner of the change room. It is like the contractors had two lockers left over and just put them where they could, in the way back as far as they could away from the showers. No one likes these but we did, because no one bothered you like a bunch of wild kids and it was quite. "Just like old times, you say that you just started up too, when?" Actually just last week, looks like both of us are going to get back in the grove together." We stripped our putrid smelling gym clothes and headed off to the showers, as we did our thing Trevor asked me if I was still staying in the same house. I had explained to him that my soon to be ex-wife had bought me out of the deed and I am waiting for an apartment to open up at the Belmont over on 4th street. "Housing is very tight and something should open up by the end of next month, I have been on a waiting list for two months now. I have been staying in the guest room and all my belongings have been packed for the last month." Looking in my locker and seeing my work clothes he asked if I was still in construction, "I am working on getting out this line of work for it is the younger men who can keep up, it sucks getting old. I know we are not even that old yet at 42 but my body has had its fair share. We had been lift partners for over two years and our friendship basically stayed in the gym, we knew more about each other than we even thought about. Like when Trevor showers he scrubs his hair and face with such wicked force you would think his skin could peel off and his hair fall out. Than when he lathers up his body he would softly apply the soap and stroke his body for about 15 minutes. It was like he was lost in thought as he massaged the stress from his day out of each and every muscle. He had his routine and I had mine, I just took care of my body washing faster. I was usually finished way before him so I said my farewells and left knowing I would see him here the next day. Our relationship was like if we were there we would help if we were not no big deal, we both instinctively knew, maybe being men that we had other things in our lives and we just took care of these chores not needing to talk about them. Unlike women, where you constantly needed to tell them where you are, and what you are doing, it's nice to just except the fact that we have lives and we need to live them regardless.' When one day I stopped working out to be truthful I missed our friendship but I did not think of it much, I was in love. Or I thought I was, my dick sure worshiped that very sweet pussy and wow those tits were unbelievable. Day 2 We did our routine just like we had before and headed to the shower. I finished up and told Trevor that I would see him outside, knowing it would be a good half hour before he came out. When he came out of the gym he said follow me over to Starbucks to get a cup of coffee, we had a scone and an Americano each and started to catch up on old times. I hated to be in my work clothes for they reek of body odor and saw dust, I think Trevor saw my dilemma and said "hey if you don't mind we could go over to my place and grab a bite to eat so you could wait until 7, than you could go home and change" "How did you know I was self conscious of my appearance"? "Shit man it is written all over your face, you keep looking to see if someone you knew walks in and you keep smelling yourself" Your clothes do stink but not that bad so what do you say"? I am so familiar with your odor it really does not bother me" "Besides I could use the company myself" "These last few months have been eating me up, some times I feel like I just want to get fucked up and forget about life for awhile" "Man I had know idea that you were in such a bad way and with you being so far from home I bet this was just driving you crazy" "Well you do what you have to do and I just focused on work and getting my finances in order" I don't even go home, Terra works a grave yard shift and I just don't want to see her" "OK than that is settled follow me to my house and we will have a few beers and get something to eat, thank god it is Friday, we can take our time and you won't feel so uncomfortable" "Deal, man you really no how a guy thinks, and that I appreciate, it has been eons since I have been with somebody that just knows the mechanics of a low key night." We arrived at his house at 6.30 and he showed me around his house, all the while I could feel a sense of calm throughout his pad. His walls where painted very clever colors of beige, light tans, and yellows, his furniture was modern but comfortable. He went with an open non- cluttered home, very few pictures and no books or magazines littered the living room or dining room. All his reading material was either in his den or bedroom. He had one of those flat screen TV's with a small bureau below which housed his DVD player and surround sound. Trevor later told me that his surround sound was actually in the walls so you would not see the speakers. Something called a smart home system, which I have read about in magazines, "I envy your way of life it seems so calm and together here, kind of like a sanctuary" "I had so much clutter in my life that I finally had a huge garage sale and started fresh, it feels fresh and inviting don't you think?" "Just having the bare essentials is so much easier, I would get overwhelmed at all the junk at times, I got angry because there was no room for anything and I live alone. Could you imagine what it would be like if you had a wife or a family." He handed me a beer and we toasted to forgetting about life for awhile. As I chopped lettuce for the salad he put a couple of chicken breast on the George Forman grill and our small dinner was ready in about 15 minutes. During this time Trevor went into his bedroom and changed his clothes. He came back in with a pair of running shorts and a wife beater, no shoes or socks. "How about a shot of tequila to take the edge off of these past few months" "Man you sure know what I like and you have the Tarantula, I haven't had one drop of that since the wedding. Now that was one night to remember, despite all our fights and arguments we did have some incredible times" Toasting our drinks to a better life with less stress we downed the blue gold, in one gulp. Once that drink was gone the shot glass was filled, I looked at my new drinking partner with a huge ass grin and said "now we are talking, here's to just being single and stress free" We ate our dinner with gusto and talked mainly about our jobs and the stupid shit that people do, when we finished he put our dishes right in the dishwasher and started it up. Bam the kitchen was clean. He handed me my third beer, and while doing so he got a good whiff of my body odor, but he said nothing, taking one look at me Trevor raised his right hand and gestured for me to follow him to his bedroom. On the way to the bedroom I stumbled a bit and hit the wall, laughing Trevor steady me up right saying "light weight or just clumsy". I just said that I tripped over that lump in the carpet. "Sure you did that is why I have hardwoods in here," we both were getting a little silly. I took another mouthful and all most spit it back up when I tripped again, over Trevor this time for he stopped right in front of me while we were walking. "That is it you are cut off or I am calling you a cab there is know way you are driving tonight" "You are right, my soon to be ex-wife didn't even give a fuck about what condition I was in I think she wanted me to get killed. What time is it any way if you want I could probably leave but I will come back in the morning to get my car?" Right when we were about to reach the bedroom he opened a door that went down to his basement. "I just finished the remodel down here and I am quite proud of the way it turned out. There are so many classes at HDU that I took I was almost able to do all the work myself" "What is HDU"? "Home Depot University, I call it that because they will train you in almost any home improvement you have" As we reached the bottom of the stairs he flipped on the canister lights which illuminated a very spacious great room, one small corner of the room was framed in which I took for the bathroom. The room was all off white, laminate floors and canister lights which made the room shine, showing off a brand new exercise gym off to the other side of the bathroom. On each corner wall in front of the gym was floor to ceiling mirrors so you could watch your form while you did your work out. Not only did he have the multi-purpose gym he also had the dumbbells on a rack and an elliptical cross trainer for aerobics. "Wow this is great why do you go to Gold's if you have all of this"? "I just bought it last week and I wanted to get a little help from some of the trainers there. I know it dose not look like much and it is in the basement, and I still need to finish the bathroom. The toilet works but the shower still needs to be plumbed in, I have to wait until next month for my bonus before I can finish that. If you throw down a couple of area rugs and some personal touches it could be very livable. I asked him "where does that door lead to over there"? "That my friend is a separate entrance to the basement; you get to it by going through the back yard" looking over at Trevor he had this big grin on his face and I just could not figure out his smirk. "It is over 1000 square feet and it would not be hard at all to throw up a wall for a bedroom, I kept the open space for I just don't need the spare room. Plus cost was an issue at the time. It was warm down here and I asked if he had the heat on, the way he explained it to me is that the heating system runs through the floors to heat the upstairs, so it normally is 5 degrees hotter down here than upstairs. He generally sleeps hot so he could cut the heat down if I liked. But when I work out I like it warm so my muscles don't tighten up. "So how do you like it, of course we could come up with a schedule so I am not interfering with private time"? I looked at him totally in shock "are you asking me to rent this place from you"? "You got it buddy, of course for the time being you would have to use the shower or tub upstairs" "Are you sure I would love to take you up on this offer, can I move in tomorrow, I mean the sooner the better for me? Shit I would move in right now but I don't think I could drive. And better yet let's have another shot." "I am so glad you like it" as he stuck out his hand for me to shake, I pulled him close felling for the first time compassion, and gave him a big hug. Our embrace lasted longer than normal and a couple of tears came to my eyes and I did not want him to see my humility. He broke our grasp and saw that I had tears in my eyes and I quickly looked down not wanting to meet his gaze. "Hey Tristan, I totally understand and I also feel a relief in having you here. I have been starved for companionship for so long I forgot what it was like to have a friend. I had thought about in putting up a for rent sign later when I finished but I am so glad that you want it. This makes it much easier knowing that I won't get some crack head" "Plus I think you would be more comfortable here than in some cold unfamiliar apartment. What is all the crying about, have I offended you in someway"? "No not at, all I guess it just has been so long for me to feel any emotion including gratitude, I feel like a school girl please forgives me" He grabbed me a again and gave me a big bear hug, whispering in my ear that he understood where I was coming from and asked me if I wanted to go upstairs and just relax a bit. As we were walking up the stairs with Trevor following me, to lighten the mood he reached up and pinched my ass, saying besides if you were a school girl, 1. "You would not smell half as bad as you do, 2. And depending on how pretty you were I would already have you in bed fucking your brains out, 3. And 3 you would be sucking the cum out of my cock." I turned around about to say, what the hell are you doing pinching my ass but he was waving his hand in front of his nose indicating that I was beginning to get real ripe from the day despite the quick shower at the gym. "Maybe if you cleaned up a little and you let me wash those rancid clothes I might, just might let you suck my dick". "Man you are a piece of work, I know I am pretty enough for your taste in women. You like them to be a bit manly like your mother don't you?" He slugged me in the chest and said, how dare you insult my mother like that, as he reached in the linen closet for a towel. Throwing me the towel he said "come on and strip those off, I really will wash them for you so you can have something clean to where before we go get your stuff in the morning." I stripped my clothes off right there in the hallway and handed them to him; with the garments gone I now could smell the true sweat that was pouring through my skin. The alcohol even was coming through to the surface. "Wow I don't remember when I stunk so bad, sorry about my B.O." "That is quite alright we are room-mates right, you don't mind if I throw in a few of my clothes with yours for I hate to do a half load" Trevor began to strip right there in the hall with me standing next to him. I was really going to like living here for he was just like me. I did not care if I was nude or not and living with someone that has the same view is totally cool. I had visited nudist camps for the last few years, secretly of course and I really felt comfortable in the raw. Than I got a whiff of him and said "wow did that alcohol do that to us, I mean you normally don't smell like that". He grabbed me with those long arms and wrapped my head right into the crook of his pit, "you like that do you", as my nose was forced into the moist hair under his arm. I fought to dislodge my arm by grabbing his wrist and trying to wiggle free. He had the death grip on me and all I could think of to do is grab him by the balls and say "now let me or go I will rip these mothers off and feed them to the dogs" He gripped my head tighter, the grasp I had on his nuts was not hard; I could feel the heat from his groin as well as the dank moister from the heat of the day. I squeezed a little harder; I could feel his cock snake over my right thumb and rest next to my wrist. Once again he clutched my head a little tighter as if the grip on his nuts was like a hand shake. So I gave them a quick pull down and he finally released my head. He was so shocked, as I was that I actually grabbed him by the balls he just let go and started to laugh. "Fuck man what the hell are you doing, your not going to get me into bed that way." His smile bright and mischievous, "now all I can smell is your damn pit and the taste, man why are you being so childish? Shit your acting like my little brother the fuck was always pulling crap like that on me, he is much bigger and his balls are not as small as yours I could only get my hands on one of those monsters. That was the only way I could get him to say uncle, so unless you like me to munch your nuts I wouldn't do that again. He held his hot nuts and slowly massaged them, giving me an uncertain smile. "All right you win this round, next time you won't be able to use your hands." "You are one of a kind Trevor, and I am thankful of it. I haven't felt this relaxed since college." He gave a quick jab in the ribs and said "come on, lets celebrate you being free". I followed him into the kitchen and he poured another shot of Tequila and this time my head was starting to feel the buzz real good. I loved the way he was so cheerful, and always looked on the bright side. He was always respectful of others and did not fall into the name game that I would. I absolutely hated my ex-wife and he would just say, "Just think you are starting a new life, are you not excited" and shit like that. He made me feel first-class and happy. I mean I was walking around his house naked while our clothes washed and we didn't think anything of it. Getting another trace of my body odor I asked if I could go in and shower. Taking a little more time I let the warm water rinse the stench out of my pores. Right when I was about to turn off the shower Trevor asked if he could come in now, "of course I was just getting out". As I toweled my self off Trevor lathered up his hair than scrubbed his face like normal. I left him to his business and went into the living room to see what was on the tube. Man was I getting tired so I said to him in the bathroom do you mind if I just lay down for a little bit on your bed. He said heck no it was big enough for the two of us and were so fucked up who is going to care. So I laid down and a few minutes later Trevor came in and turned out the lights we both were very tired and we both soon feel asleep. I woke about 3 hours later and found Trevor snuggled up against me, he was laying on his right side with his left leg wrapped over mine. His crotch was nestled in between my leg and the mattress, his head was lying on my chest and his arm was resting on my stomach with his hand cupping my cock and balls. I felt warm and rested and couldn't pull myself away, for this man to man intimacy felt so right. I don't know if it was the alcohol or that I have been so starved from any kind of closeness I just let him fondle my meat. He started to dry hump my leg pushing his now rigid prick in between the cleft of my leg and the sheets. His prick seemed to snake up my thigh with great length and ease. I started to get hard myself as he continued to pump and grind. He now was working on giving me one of the best hand jobs I have ever had, slowly pumping the sheets and gliding his hand up and down my dripping cock I held him closer to my chest. His fresh scent of soap and unique male odor made my head spin even more than the glow of the Tequila. Gripping my shaft tighter and concentrating on the top 4 inches his hand slowly manipulated the mushroom. I felt his cock grow in strength as my balls tightened, we were on the brink of climax I felt first the tingling of the shaft, the fluttering in the stomach, the brightening of the world. He was spewing his jizz in the nook of my leg and sheet, and my cum was spraying all over my stomach, legs and bed as he frantically pumped my shaft draining me of all life force. Trevor subsided into the last dregs of his ejaculation while my dick was still being flung around like a rag doll. Man juice covered my male pouch and his hand skated up and down until I could stand no more stimulation, I had to stop this mad hatter before I went nuts. Workout P90x Ch. 02 Part Two I woke the next morning refreshed despite all the alcohol I drank, feeling a little fuzzy I just laid there letting my eyes adjust to the morning light that was cascading through the east window. My eyes fluttered open and I started to remember parts of a dream I had, the Tequila had robbed me once again of part of my night. My right hand slowly stroked my package and I found it to be just like normal, soft and warm, but my pubes were damp and then I remembered part of my dream. I was laying here in this bed and jacking myself off. I put my hand up to my nose and took a deep sniff and smelt the unmistakable odor of semen. Shit it wasn't a dream I really did beat off in my sleep, I just hope Trevor was asleep. I could smell bacon and coffee coming from the kitchen; I rose out of bed and found a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice, boy did that ever help with my thirst. With a sudden urge to piss I sauntered to the bathroom and released a flow of piss a horse would be proud of. Shaking and washing up I quickly checked the mirror and went into the kitchen to see if Trevor needed any help. Since my clothes were still in the dryer I had no choice but to be nude, not that it even dawned on me to cover up. Since I knew Trevor at the gym I had seen him naked so many times it was like no big deal to walk around this way. Good morning I said as I walk around the hallway only to see my friend there reading the paper and flipping bacon as naked as a jay bird. Once again I didn't see anything out of ordinary. If any of you went to college and stayed in the dorms you might know what I am trying to say, guys for the most part if there comfortable with themselves they just don't care about such things. Anyway he offered me a cup of coffee and said the cream and sugar are on the table. How he knew I took cream and sugar was beyond me. I asked when our clothes would be ready. "Shit I forgot to put them in the dryer, I will be right back could you finish up with the bacon?" I started to wake up a bit more and while we were sitting down at breakfast my dream came back to me in pieces, I had someone cuddling with me and I was fucking somebody, no that's not it. As I was daydreaming I started to get a full out boner, and then it hit me it was Trevor next to me, no that couldn't be. So I got up and Trevor looked at my dong and he just smiled while I said I would be right back. I went back into the bedroom to check the sheets and I found that the bed had been made and new sheets were already on the bed. On coming back to the table he said "did you get that all worked out ok, shit man with a dick that big why did she ever leave you?" I was caught off guard and couldn't respond; I just looked at him and swallowed my coffee. "Morning glory I guess can't control it at times, sorry. How long before the clothes are ready and do we have time for a quick shower?" He said that we might want to hurry with the shower thing for we have the dishwasher on and the wash machine. The hot water may soon run out. Thinking on how long he takes and he being the host I said "well let's hurry before we run out of water, for I hate a cold shower. Besides you being the host I don't want you to whine that the water got cold because of me". We scampered to the shower and started to talk about the best way it would be to get my stuff. Trevor's shower was big enough for the two of us but it was not like the one at the gym where you had your own space, if you know what I mean. He had designed this with a more intimate nature, plus he used the lay out of the house's old bathroom when he was remodeling. You entered the space and the shower was like a triangle it got narrow near the back wall with two shower heads on either side cascading down in the middle of the floor. So in order to rinse off properly you both had to be in the center, and Trevor and I bumped into each other a couple of times. Once our asses touched and the other time his hand brushed up against my crotch. At the same time we excused each other and went on washing. Near the end of the cleanup I think that we both were a bit chubbier down below but I didn't think much of it, for during any shower I hang lower than normal. Our clothes were done and we quickly changed, taking his truck to my old house for one of the last times in my life, felt so good to leave it behind. Terra was still at work and I let myself in, right when I opened the door that shit of a cat ran past me. I told Trevor that all my stuff was in the garage and the spare room; we decided to grab the big stuff first out of the garage. With that load in, we quickly took it to my new crypt and high tailed back to grab the rest before the drama queen came home. As soon as we entered the little cat bounced in ahead of us, taking a v-line towards the cat food. All that was left was my bed and clothes and a small dresser. When I went down the hall I noticed my bedroom door was opened, I never left it open as I entered I smelt the unmistakable scent of cat, Trevor noticed it first the fucking cat had pissed all over my bed and pillows. "You know your going to have to throw it away; you will never get that smell out." I was so pissed that I almost broke my hand by punching the wall, Trevor was a little frightened and came over to me and said "come on friend lets take this to the dump and we will buy you a new one, a few more minutes and you will be free." On further examination I found that the cat had also pissed and shit on my dirty clothes, I had to piles one with all my underwear and sock in it, which I was going to do last night, and luckily my work clothes in the closet which was still closed. I was screaming for that cat and if I caught it I definitely would have killed it. Trevor went into the kitchen and grabbed a garbage bag for me to dump the soiled clothes. "Shit man, I have no underwear and only three pair of socks left, I hate to do laundry and I would wait until the last moment to do my wash." Fuck what a bitch opening my door", as I started to criticize Terra, Trevor handed me a note from my soon to be ex-wife. The note said that she found the door open when she came home and that she found the cat sleeping on my bed, she said that she removed the cat and made sure the door was closed. She also mentioned that the divorce papers are final and sitting on the kitchen table. I looked up at Trevor and said come on man lets get out of here, and right when we were leaving I saw the cat jump up and grab hold of the door handle and pull it down, "look at that, the damn thing can open doors. Fuck and I was going to blame Terra." We gathered the rest and left, being the last time I ever went back. On the way to the dump we talked about a new start, and trivial things. After dumping my old belongings I asked him where he got his bed and said that it was very comfortable. He told me that it was a special order and he found it down in Kent. "We really don't have time to go down there today if you want to go to the mall. Let's get this stuff home and get lunch and head out, OK". We set up my things down in the basement and had a quick bite and got ready to go to the mall, shopping for underwear, socks and t-shirts kind of felt like I was a teen, going shopping for the first time. Unknowingly Trevor kept putting thongs and glittery underwear in my cart and when I was getting ready to pay, the beautiful blond at the register looked up at us and I said "huh those are not mine", as she put them to the side Trevor just smiled and blew me a kiss. I was so humiliated but we just laughed and went on our way, he put his arm around me as we exited the mall. I shook him loose and said "shit man what has got into you" as I slugged him in the chest. I turned around and caught a glimpse of the blond just smiling at me; she was holding up the girl underwear, I felt a shock going threw my groin. Now that I hadn't felt in a long time, damn she had a pretty smile. I turned and hit Trevor on the back of the head, "come on you baboon let's get a pick-me-up" Going to Applebee's we had a couple shots and beers plus some appetizers. During our light dinner of drinking my boss called me and said not to come in this next week, a permit didn't come and that he would pay for three days, and he was really sorry he couldn't pay the full amount. I told him he didn't need to pay me and I will see him next week. I told Trevor and he just smiled. As always tequila relaxed me, and just knowing that the divorce was final gave me all the more reason to party. I ordered more drinks but Trevor cut us off and told the bartender that we have had enough, being taken back for know one had cut me off before he just smiled and said "there is a bar near our crypt lets go there and walk home" We had a few more drinks at this bar called The White Pig, but I was disappointed there was no more tequila. I felt a real good buzz but I really wanted to have some serious alcohol, I asked T if he had more Tarantula and we walked home. For being late April, the night was warm and when we arrived back at the house it must have been 15 degrees hotter inside. T suggested that we make some Daiquiri's and go outside, I went downstairs took off my clothes, took a piss and washed up. I could here the blender going and some music on the radio when I headed back upstairs. T also was naked which now seems to be the normal routine when we get home, he had the back door open and some of the front windows which created a light breeze you could already feel the temperature getting cooler. He handed me a drink and we went out on the back terrace. As always with guys we talked about work and local events and some how the conversation drifts to sex. After giving each other the full history of our conquest and two pictures's of strawberry Daiquiri's we started to feel more than half-baked. T looked over at me and asked do you remember the first time you beat off? "Of course I do, I think every boy does". "Hold that thought I have to piss, he stood up and let his prick drain right there in the flower beds, for some reason I got the urge and stood next to him and commenced to have a sword fight. We just laughed as the golden streams crossed and mingle together in mid air, some of the briny fluid splashed at our feet but we didn't care, we were drunk. Than I said, "My first time was in 6th grade and I was alone in the bathroom taking a shower soaping up, my mom decided to buy this new liquid soap and I applied way too much. Letting my hands slide all over my body I started to get a boner. Now you know I have had boners before and jacked off in bed but nothing like this. I use to rub my self through the sheets and get a good feeling than drift off to sleep. But this time was the first time I came, the soap felt wonderful as my hands skated the surface of my skin. I was 11 years old and very few pubes to get in the way of the silky rub down. I discovered a new galaxy that morning, giving way to new found feelings that to this day still remain. I don't know how long I explored my body that day but when I started to glide my hands up and down this hard tube it didn't take long for me to figure out this was much better than rubbing my hands through the sheets. I found that the most sensitive part which sent me over the edge was right below the head on the top of my prick. As I manipulated this tender spot with my thumb and forefinger I felt a tingling in my nuts that was new, and the quicker I pumped I could feel them get tighter. You know I think that being in a cold lake didn't make them that tight. I jutted my hips forward and all the emotions I ever knew came out that tiny piss slit in the form of white creamy liquid. At first I thought I pissed but this was no yellow stream, it flowed from my body in quick jerks and each time I spewed my dick felt electric. Than it was over and I felt drained and full of energy if that is possible. I wanted to tell some of my buddies but after thinking about it I kept this new activity to myself. Thinking that I discovered this and it is all mine, no one can take this away from me. There you go my first hand experience what about you?" "Well fuck you almost had me hard there man, reliving the past like that brought back many memories. Shit I never thought about soap until junior high. Here it goes my brother and I had to share a room until he was 16 than my sister moved out and he took over hers. So when I was 12 and he 14, I got really sick with walking phenomena and I stayed in bed and slept for the good part of a week. Well, near the end of that week when I knew I was OK my mom had me take one last nap to get my rest in. I complained but to tell the truth I was tired. I slept all afternoon and when it became night I was not one bit sleepy. Growing up with your brother right next to you we got use to seeing each other naked and when changed to go to bed I thought nothing of it until this one night. My bro hopped into bed and I did the same thinking that I could sleep. I laid there staring at the wall, counting sheep and wiggling my toes trying to fall asleep. This went on for about 15 minutes and I was just about to ask my brother if he was up so we talk. Than I heard a bottle of lotion crack open and I for some reason kept my mouth shut. Our beds were side by side with a small dresser in between us and 2 windows were above our heads. We didn't have a night light but I can remember clearly that the moon was very bright and lit the room up. With the dresser in between us and my head down he couldn't see if I was awake, so he sat up in bed and looked over at me and said "Trevor you sleeping?" I quickly closed my eyes and kept my mouth shut. I was so nervous that he saw me with my eyes open that I started to tremble a little. He looked at me for about 1 minute and laid back down. I saw him pull a sock out of the dresser very quietly and lay it on is bed. This perked up my curiosity and I just watched as he put some cream in his hand and put it under his cover and on his crotch. I too remember feeling myself before but this was so cool to see my brother for you know, I idolized him. Seeing my mentor rub himself was like validating this behavior and I relaxed in knowing its OK. For when I started to touch myself I thought it to be wrong and also kept it quiet. Brock slowly slid the covers down and exposed his prick, it gleamed in the moon light and wow was he big. Well at fourteen he was and much bigger than me. I almost said holy shit and covered my mouth; he stopped and got up to look at me, I just held my breath and kept still. He decided I was still asleep laid back down and started to beat off again. I could not believe I was watching this, his dick looked the same as mine but at least twice as long and really fat, well that's how I remember it. He had quite a bit more hair than I and a trail that led up to his navel. All his glory was throbbing in his hands, I watched as he pinched the head, squeezing out a clear liquid and rubbing it over his prick. He than would slap it gently and thump it against his hand like it was a play thing. I now was as hard as I have ever been watching him play with his tool, it took all my effort not to grab my own and beat it. He just stroked his cock gently up and down concentrating on the head and massaging the precum into the shaft as he leaked it out. He would alternate from stroking up and down to rolling it in-between his hands like you would play dough trying to make a snake, you know what I mean? I couldn't wait to try that out when he went to bed. Soon his legs went straight down on the bed and he pushed up, raising his ass off the bed, a muffled yelp escaped his mouth which was all the noise I needed to know something was happening to him. He had a big smile on his face and his eyes were closed, than it happened, he shot his cum up and over his head landing on the pillow toward my side, I watched as it landed than another shot erupted and another, those massive bursts was almost making him laugh and if I wasn't in the room I think he would have. There was so much fluid on his stomach that I too thought he had pissed for this was the first time I had seen any body cream, including me. When he was done he grabbed the thin dress sock he pulled out and started to wipe up the mess, his boy-juice was thick but some parts were runny, I noticed the sock was covered and he didn't get it all off his chest so he just threw the sock on the floor and rubbed the rest into his skin. He rolled over to face the wall and went to sleep. It wasn't long before I could here his breathing slow down and a muffled snore was present, I waited for a couple more minutes, reached down and picked up the sock. I slowly put it to my nose and took a whiff, smelling the musky scent; I had my sheets pulled down to my waist and some of his seed dripped on my tummy. I reached down and started to feel the smooth silky fluid. I now was so hard that I needed to try out this new way of beating off. Glancing at Brock I pulled down the sheet and started to rub myself up and down, wishing I had the lotion but afraid I would wake him up. I knew his seed was slippery so I scraped off some from the sock and rubbed it all over my cock. That was all I needed to get me over the edge, I think that I jerked my small beast all of about 2 minutes and my balls and ass tightened up and tiny drops started to form at the opening of my cock. The first eruption kind of scared me but the feeling was out of this world so I kept pumping and watching as more creamy fluid spilled out of my dick. Now I know why he was smiling, I too almost burst out laughing. Sitting up in bed looking down at my manhood and the jizz on my stomach I instantly felt older, you know like a man. I used the sock to clean up my spent cartridge, not that it helped much but I didn't care, threw it on the floor and got out of bed very quietly. Looking at the clock it was past 1 a.m. and decided to go get a drink, Brock was asleep so I tip toed to the kitchen and got the wildest idea to go outside nude. I was so full of energy that I needed to do something. I slowly opened the back door and went out in the back yard dancing around like a stupid fairy. My cock was still semi-hard and some spent cock-snot leaked out as I twirled and jumped and swung my arms in the air. Felling the open air against my body got me hard again, so I flicked at my dick to check it out in the moonlight. I stood there for a few minutes and just felt great. Deciding to go back in I closed the door very gently turned around and I was slammed up alongside the kitchen wall. I just looked in shock waiting for Trevor to continue, he seemed to be thinking if he should go on. "Well what happened next?" I said. "Before I go on you have to remember that I was only 12 and very much, even to this day curious, most of the time I got into trouble for poking my nose into someone else's business. I am sometimes still haunted by what happened." Workout P90x When his genital teat stopped quivering he let go of his death grip and we slumped back into a deep slumber.