The Twin Bed Teasers

In this post, the third Anon comment  mentions the house of a special friend where they had some really fun sleep-overs.

 So my very best friend had a room that I remember very clearly. There were two twin beds in it. Strangely - shortly after lights-out, we would both be in the same bed, pretending like hell that we weren't up to anything sexy. We were just in our undies, and it might start with a tickle here, or a pinch there, a finger jab at a guys bum,  then all touchie-feelie barriers were broken down. Pretty soon we had our hands in each other's underpants. Of course guys like us at that age, we were boned up in seconds, and ready to whack away on our wieners.

 One night we couldn't find the Kleenex at the critical moment. He jumped up and grabbed a clean T-shirt out of his dresser and we both exploded pretty quickly  into the shirt. He had used up his last tissues the previous night and forgot to get a new box. Every time after that when I stayed at his house, I asked him if he was good to go with a box of kleenex. He never forgot it again.

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