A Friend Confesses

Jake and I had been friends since kindergarten.  We went to the same Catholic elementary school, K-8th grade, then we moved to the Catholic high school where we were also on the basketball team.  We haven’t seen each other for over 50 years but reconnected thanks to social media.

We were reminiscing recently about our basketball team and Jake said that he has to tell me something that happened after our final game. In our senior year, the team was invited to a Catholic high school tournament in a town a few hours away.  We were housed in a cheap hotel that only had one bed in each room and we had to double up to save the school money.  Jake and I shared the room.  We won the tournament and the awards ceremony ran long so our Principal decided to stay one more night and took the team out to dinner.

It was late when we returned to the hotel and I was really tired so I fell asleep fast.  When I’m really tired, I snore loudly and nothing can wake me up.  Jake tried everything he could to wake me and to block the noise.  He finally decided to call his mother for suggestions but Jake had already tried everything she suggested.  Then his mother offered a final solution that works on Jake’s father, tickle his testicles. His mother told him not to worry because I wouldn’t know what he did.

So Jake climbs back in bed and tickled my balls. That quieted me down a little bit so he kept at it.  Jake noticed that I had an erection and to speed things up, he rubbed me over my underwear.  Jake had never touched another male’s dick and was enjoying the experience.  Then he dared to reach into my shorts, rubbing and squeezing my dick until I ejaculated.  That woke me up.  Thinking that I had a wet dream, I went to the bathroom to clean up.  (I didn’t remember any of this, Jake told me this is what happened). Jake jerked off while I was in the bathroom and was able to fall asleep shortly after I returned to bed. 

Jake apologized and asked if I was mad.  I may have hit him if I woke up when he was holding my dick, but I told him that I was actually rubbing my own dick while reading his emailed confession.  When she asked, Jake told his mother the tickling worked but left out the details.   Jake started a lifetime of masturbating other males, usually hitchhikers.  Sometimes he would offer a ride to men waiting for a bus.  He occasionally got a hand job in return and a few bj’s, but he would only give hand jobs.  I told Jake about my few experiences with other males and we are going to try to attend our class reunion later this year.  I owe him one.