u/OutdoorExhibitor

I was on a stag weekend last weekend with friends. We went to Leuven, Belgium. My friend who is to marry is straight.

I was assigned to a hotel room with his friend. I arrived later than the rest, and he was already in the room. He left, I had a hard day at work so out came the cock. I am on the laptop and edging.

He suddenly arrives back because he forgot his wallet. My opinion is that he forgot it on purpose. I am on the bed. He stands there, and watches. He is clearly interested and drops his pants; I continue. Then his underwear; I continue.

He knows that I am gay. He knows that I could. He gestures to me. I shake my head; he gestures again. I reply: 'no, no. Not going there. You can watch but not touch'.

It took all my strength NOT to jump from bed, be on my knees to suck his cock. My friend is a real friend. I am not crossing that line with his friend.

The rest of the weekend was not awkward. I established the boundary. We walked around the room naked. He wanked; I wanked. I saw him cum; him me but nothing else happened.

He remarks to me as we leave: 'good weekend. Until the wedding?!'

Fucking hell! 🙈 I have to dodge another bullet.

Edit: he's married too!!!