homoerotic behavior
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My old roommate broke his right hand a few weeks ago playing soccer. Three pins in his metacarpal. His girlfriend is out of town for the summer so I went to pick them up from the hospital after the surgery and take care of him for a few days while he was on some crazy painkillers.
I helped him out, did some dishes (turns out you don’t always know to clean your house before you are about to break your hand), and cooked him a few meals. I’ve known this guy since college so we’re basically brothers. I ended up sleeping on the couch because it was clear he was in a pretty fucked up state.
I ended up having to do a lot of funny domestic things that you don’t usually do for your bro. Tied his shoes for him so he could slip in and out of them, tied a pair of athletic shorts for him after he put them on so he could slip in and out of them. Have you ever tied your friends drawstring? There was something very intimate about tying my friends drawstring while he was shirtless and commando I was definitely very aware his cock was a few inches from my hand. Made his bed for him because it turns out it’s pretty pathetic to watch a one handed guide try to make a bed.
I wasn’t going to help him take a shower, as that would’ve been a little too much and this is an a porn, but I did type a plastic bag around his hand case before he went into the shower.
Ended up just staying over the whole weekend to help him out and I didn’t have shit to do that weekend. I sleep naked and he knows it, so definitely woke up on the couch naked and fully exposed. I rubbed one out on the couch before he woke up, shooting my load into my old boxers. Before you say anything he wouldn’t of cared, we have walked in on one another jerking it plenty of times when we were living together. And if I’m gonna stay over at your place and help you all weekend I’m going to have to unload at some point. Quietly on the couch in the morning seems like as good a place as any. I got up and made us a pot of coffee while still naked. He walked into the kitchen in his boxers and we just went about our business like it was no big deal. He seen me naked hundreds of times when we lived together so he didn’t even say anything. But it is pretty funny for us to slip back into our old college habits so quickly. I ended up borrowing a pair of clean boxers from him something I haven’t done since college either.
He was pretty depressed about his hand so I was just there to be around and cheer him up too. It was such a hot July weekend that we spent most the time shirtless or in our boxers, just like when we live together. But were both men in our 30s so there was something very funny about it. It was a good time but pretty homoerotic. His girlfriend gets back in a week, she can take care of them when the pins in his hand come out.
I helped him out, did some dishes (turns out you don’t always know to clean your house before you are about to break your hand), and cooked him a few meals. I’ve known this guy since college so we’re basically brothers. I ended up sleeping on the couch because it was clear he was in a pretty fucked up state.
I ended up having to do a lot of funny domestic things that you don’t usually do for your bro. Tied his shoes for him so he could slip in and out of them, tied a pair of athletic shorts for him after he put them on so he could slip in and out of them. Have you ever tied your friends drawstring? There was something very intimate about tying my friends drawstring while he was shirtless and commando I was definitely very aware his cock was a few inches from my hand. Made his bed for him because it turns out it’s pretty pathetic to watch a one handed guide try to make a bed.
I wasn’t going to help him take a shower, as that would’ve been a little too much and this is an a porn, but I did type a plastic bag around his hand case before he went into the shower.
Ended up just staying over the whole weekend to help him out and I didn’t have shit to do that weekend. I sleep naked and he knows it, so definitely woke up on the couch naked and fully exposed. I rubbed one out on the couch before he woke up, shooting my load into my old boxers. Before you say anything he wouldn’t of cared, we have walked in on one another jerking it plenty of times when we were living together. And if I’m gonna stay over at your place and help you all weekend I’m going to have to unload at some point. Quietly on the couch in the morning seems like as good a place as any. I got up and made us a pot of coffee while still naked. He walked into the kitchen in his boxers and we just went about our business like it was no big deal. He seen me naked hundreds of times when we lived together so he didn’t even say anything. But it is pretty funny for us to slip back into our old college habits so quickly. I ended up borrowing a pair of clean boxers from him something I haven’t done since college either.
He was pretty depressed about his hand so I was just there to be around and cheer him up too. It was such a hot July weekend that we spent most the time shirtless or in our boxers, just like when we live together. But were both men in our 30s so there was something very funny about it. It was a good time but pretty homoerotic. His girlfriend gets back in a week, she can take care of them when the pins in his hand come out.
The picture speaks for itself: Two loving boys, on a dirt road somewhere out on a farm maybe. You, young man in the Yellow Jacket, take another look at the picture. Your friend has closed his eyes, he puts his hand around your left shoulder, not even looking at the camera, but makes a daydream, having his arm around you, his boy that he worships. How much love could this half hug have? All the love in the world, I'd say.
I am absolutely sure, he would do the same to you, if you were the injured one. That thought alone, might be an answer to all of us, who say: Love does not exist among straight guys. Of course not erotic love! But the real humane love, towards your dear friend of course it does.
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I am absolutely sure he would too. We have seen each other through triumphs and break ups, when’s and losses. I’m sure he would’ve done the same for me. Maybe it’s kind of nice when you can show someone you care and physical ways
You’re a good friend. Awesome that you’re so comfortable with each other. Thx for sharing!
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This story brings to mind a situation I knew about years ago. I was working in a restaurant and one of my coworkers lived with a group of guys in a big house in a nice neighborhood. They were all real warm, personable guys. The first time I went over after work they all acted like I was their new best friend. The group ranged in age from their mid-twenties to early thirties in age.
Anyway, a childhood friend of one of them came to live there and got a job at the same restaurant. I'll call him Thomas. Thomas was a slender, compact, and very refined young man. After a short period of living there, perhaps a few months, Thomas took a bad fall on his ten speed and got taken to the hospital by ambulance with two broken collar bones. I believe it was severe enough for surgery on at least one of them.
When he was ready for discharge, he had both arms strapped to his torso and was pretty much helpless. Two of the roommates brought him home.
The group organized itself around taking care of him including rearranging their work schedules so he was never home alone, taking turns sleeping in his room in case he needed something, and attending to all of his needs.
When I would go over Thomas was always dressed, perfectly groomed, and one of them was always next to him. If he wanted to stand up, one of them would stand by him and steady him and then walk with him, arms around his shoulders to make sure he didn't fall, wherever he wanted was going. They literally fed him, held glasses of wine to his lips, and would either hold a joint to his lips or shotgun him. To me, this was an astonishing display of friendship, especially since only one of the roommates was a long-term friend.
I'm not sure how long this went on, I guess six to eight weeks. He did fully recover and I had the honor of being attending his wedding, along with the rest of the household, the following year.
Perfect, you've got it! Let me say this also, (You're 90% straight. Myself 50-50) despite of that friends are friends! When in need one cares about the other, that's what makes us humans, Even if you just been there for him, while any nurse would do the caring, Your presence alone, would be a "healing" factor! I don't know if such a strong feeling is also expressed among females. It might as well be. I am not a woman, to know how women feel. I know it does from mother to child, beyond that I don't know. --- Any way BE well, BE good! Watch your steps, don't climb trees, don't break legs! Huh! Just fuck! That's the best exercise!
Phil, You're so damn Right Man! Finally what it is ... Is to the eye of the Beholder! In most every situation I guess.
Awesome story, thanks for sharing. You're a really great friend to help someone in that level of distress.
After living apart for almost two decades, my brother and I ended up naked together in a locker room, changing after swimming at a family reunion. We hadn't seen each other's cocks for ages. He was smaller than I remembered, and I was bigger than he remembered. We had a little funny exchange about it. I forgot clean briefs, so I went commando, and he teased me a bit and smacked my ass. Nothing sexual, but fun to reconnect with him in that way.
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