I sing with an amateur mixed choral group which pretty much works from September through May. And every fall when we return, we head off to a nearby resort city to spend a full weekend rehearsing and drilling on our choreography. I've been doing this for some years now, and have shared my resort room with the same guy, Rick. We've been friends for more years than we've been singing with this group.
A couple of years ago as we were getting ready for bed, I asked him if he was into hugs and he responded that he definitely was. I happen to like M2M hugs as I can feel the full body contact which I love. By the way, we're both married, but neither of our wives sing with us. So we had our hug which to my surprise lasted much longer than I could have hoped for, maybe 10 seconds or so. And that fueled my fantasies for numerous jerk-off sessions for weeks afterwards.
This past fall I was wondering if my imagination was working overtime, or if Rick really enjoyed those full contact hugs as much as I. So when we were getting ready for bed on Saturday night, I just said, 'Hey you, c'm here, it's time for our hug.' And we did another solid contact hug. I was hoping against all odds that I wouldn't throw a boner and totally embarass myself, but I'm not sure I was successful. All of a sudden, he loosened his grip and slid down the front of me so that he was sitting on the bed. He then lifted up the leg of my shorty PJs and proceeded to jack on my rapidly hardening rod. My fantasies had come to life! We spent half the night jacking like I hadn't done since high school. We didn't have any condoms so we didn't go any farther.
However, I'll be ready next fall with all the necessary items, just in case! By the way, Rick is 45 and I'm 73! But I felt like a teenager that night!