I'll Touch You While You Sleep

Nick, Bruno, Mike and I went out drinking.

Nick and Mike caught a taxi back to Nick’s.

Bruno and I walked to my place, Murray was away, interstate. Bruno was loud and drunk, drunker than I realised. Funny though, maybe the residents in Carlton may have thought differently.

He crashed into bed next to me, he said he was too smashed to contemplate even a taxi to get home.

He had on a pair of green wide sided jocks, which he looked sexy in. Sculptured chest, flat stomach disappearing under the green material which bulged out noticeable. Its sexy, that part of a man between his bellybutton and the elastic of his jocks.

When he started to snore loudly in my ear, I slid my hand over the bulge in his jocks and felt his squishy bits. It felt good. I thought it would stop him snoring, you know, make him move. But, he groaned and spread his legs, just like that, compliantly. Always a bottom, I guess, even in sleep.

I slid my hand away, as it wasn’t really the response I was looking for. He's got really hairy legs, they felt good too brushing against my hand.

Cute, sexy Bruno. I gazed at him from my pillow, men are beautiful in such stillness.

Then, I realised, he’d stopped snoring.

Handsome, beautiful Bruno, I fell asleep pretty quickly.

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