Can I Have a Hug?

After Uni I moved around a lot with work. 6 months here, a year there, member really putting down roots. After about 10 years of staying in hotels and rented accommodation for work I moved back to my native North West. The prospect of moving back in my parents didn’t appeal, so my oldest friend Caitlin generously offered my her small box room until I find something a bit more permanent.

Caitlin had a small, 2 bed apartment and as with the common design in that part of the world it was affectively a long corridor that took you from bedrooms to living room to kitchen to bathroom, meaning any middle of the night toilet breaks led to a walk through entire apartment.

Despite having had that experience at New Year, and a couple of other encounters over the years, C and I were strictly platonic. Having said that, never being one to turn down an opportunity to stir things up, I set down my marker on the day I moved in. After all the lifting and carrying I took a shower, only to be disturbed a few mins later by Caitlin, desperate to use the toilet and full of apologies. I let her in the bathroom, then discarded my towel and returned to my shower as she peed. Despite her initial protests she did what she had to do and stayed in the bathroom whilst I showered (hidden by the plastic curtain).

I told her that now we were flatmates then we would have to get used to seeing each other nude, or in compromising positions.

“What do you mean?” she enquired.

I pulled back the shower curtain, revealing my naked body and semi-hard cock.

“Well, we might as well get used to it. So here I am.”

Her eyes went straight to my thickening cock and she shrieked and covered her eyes.

“Matty! What you doing man?. Cover yourself up.”

With that, she left the bathroom and I finished my shower in the traditional manner with a hard cock and the soapy suds providinglubrication.

Nothing more was mentioned, other than her laughing and rolling her eyes at me when I cane out the shower covered in a towel.

As the weeks and months went on, there were no other incidents to speak of. We rubbed along quite well, both of us were out to work a lot and had decent, if separate social lives.

That all changed one night. I woke about 3am to use the toilet. Thinking nothing of it, I stayed naked and walked out my room, through the living room until I got to kitchen door. As I pushed it open I hit resistance and a yelp as the door hit Caitlin on the hand as she reached for it having just had her own midnight toilet visit.

“OW! Matty? Is that you?”

“Yeah, just need the loo. Watch the door.”

The door didn’t budge as C was holding on to it from the other side.

“Err….Matt….I didn’t think you’d be up….I’m…..I’m naked.”

“WOW. Really?”

“Don’t make a big deal of it. Can you just go back into your room so I can go to bed?”

“What. Just because you are naked? I’ve seen it all before you know. Anyway, it’s dark, not like I can see much anyway.”

“Come on man, just go so you don’t see….”

“But if I see, then you get to see too. Then we are equal”

“I don’t want you to see. It’d be too weird.”

“What if I close my eyes so you can get past?”

“OK, but no peeking.”

Caitlin let go of the door and I swung it open with eyes (almost) tightly shut. It was dark, but I could make out her naked silhouette and her lovely b cups.

Just as she shuffled past me I whispered….. “Cait……can I have a hug?”

“What?”

“Can I have a hug? You must be cold. Maybe it would warm us both up.”

“You’re mad. Anyway, I thought you needed to pee.”

“Not anymore,” I said, as I felt my cock start to thicken.

“OK, but keep your eyes closed.”

She edged forward and met my arms with a cautious embrace that kept us at arm’s length.

“Come on, that’s not a hug” I said as I pulled her close to me.

Immediately I could feel her tits against my chest and how hard her nipples were. In turn, my cock, now fully hard was pressing in to her stomach. I ran my hand down her back, on to her arse and pulled her in closer so my full cock was pressed up her stomach.

“Oh my God,” she stammered. “What are we doing?”

“Just having a hug,” I said.

“That’s so hard,” she whispered as I felt her hand trace down my side, resting just to the side of my bum.

I parted our bodies slightly so I could release her tits from my chest. I covered one of them with my right hand, feeling her cherry red nipple between my fingers.

She moaned as I leant down to take that same nipple in my mouth.

“Matty…we shouldn’t……..”

My lips met hers as we kissed passionately in our stolen clinch. As she kissed me harder, she pushed our hips apart from each other and found my rock hard cock. Still kissing me, with my hand on her tit, she wrapped her hand round my cock as I pleaded with her not to stop. She continued to jerk me as she had 10 years ago on that unforgettable night. I felt my knees weaken as my cock exploded all over her stomach and her hand in a shattering orgasm.

“Oh my God. That was amazing,” I stammered as she led me by the hand to the bathroom and started the shower……