He was Good to Me

 When I was a young stud I had a hell of a time finding places to jack off. My best place was like some others have said, in the bed when going to sleep. 

 But when I was 14 my mother's aunt moved in. She got my bedroom and I had to sleep on a couch in the den. I hated that. People up late and still watching TV while I wanted to sleep. 

I had a older cousin that got himself an apartment when he started college. Lots of nights I went over there to sleep and hid my jacking. Which I now know he was onto. 

 He came in from a date one night and caught me pounding my prick while watching TV. That like to killed me but he was nice about it. We made a deal. Never touched each other but lot of times knew each other was jacking and asked back and forth;

 "How's it coming?", "Can I join in??" Or "You gave me a boner."

 

 There were sometimes doing it inside of our warm up suits and saying how close we were to coming. 

He was good to me.