After the initial euphoria had passed, Josh found himself in the strangest situation. He heard Henry talk to him and leave the room shortly after, but Josh found he couldn’t answer or even move a single muscle. He just kneeled there, the cold tiles against his legs and the acrid taste in his mouth, staring at the opposite wall. Perhaps the worst was, that he felt incredibly aroused by the situation. He wanted to jack off right there and now, but he couldn’t even reach his cock.
Josh had no idea how much time passed until he found that the ability to move his limbs returned slowly, first to his legs, then to his arms and hands. As soon as he could move those again, he reached to his still immobile face. His skin felt surprisingly cold and smooth to his touch, and as he brushed over his beard stubble, he found the little hairs just kind of breaking of his chin and falling to the ground.
Unable to help himself any longer, Josh began to furiously masturbate. He probably never had experienced anything so erotic, he realized, as he was beating his meat, quickly coming to climax and shooting his load at the opposite wall. By now he could move his entire body again – the only thing missing was his stubble, which left him with a baby-smooth chin. He looked down on himself: Apart from that, everything seemed to be rather normal. His wife-beater had a moist yellow stain in the chest area from the piss dripping down his chin earlier, but for some reason he didn’t care.
Without caring to clean up the mess on the wall (which was low, even for Josh’s standards), he left the bathroom. The sight in the living room was rather unusual: Normally, Henry wouldn’t even consider unbuttoning his shirt in the evening, but here he sat on the couch – only wearing a t-shirt and a boxer shorts – one of his, as Josh remembered him calling.
“Hey Josh”, Henry said and tossed him a controller. “Wanna join?”
Josh had never seen Henry laid back like that. Normally he was all uptight, but right now, he seemed like the most easy-going person he had ever seen.
“Sure”, he replied, catching the controller and making room on the untidy couch.
“Sorry about that”, Henry gestured towards the trash from yesterday. “I didn’t really feel like cleaning today, I’ll do it tomorrow.”
“Well, I’m hardly in a position to complain”, Josh grinned.
As they gamed on, Josh couldn’t help but notice Henry’s body. It was not exactly what he would have expected under the normal layers of cloth. Henry wasn’t exactly hairy, but apparently he did have a bit of body hair on both his legs and arms. Sometimes, when he moved, Josh could also spy a small bush in his armpits and on his chest. He didn’t seem as scrawny as he’d have suspected as well. Josh wouldn’t go so far to call Henry muscular, but under his T-shirt, he could make out some definition, and when he flexed his arms while playing, Henry’s biceps strained his shirt arms a bit.
Henry had a wonderful time this evening. It was just so relaxing, leaving the stress at work and just hanging with his buddy Josh. Perhaps, he thought, I should have done something like that earlier. Just relaxing a bit, chilling in boxers, that sort of thing. Of course not the… bathroom thing. The thought alone made him blush shortly but then again, there were certainly worse things.
Speaking of boxers, they felt great. He was never going to wear those tight underwear again, he thought. Boxers were just so much more comfortable. Besides, as he looked down on himself, he wondered how he even fit in those. His package was not *that* small anymore.
The time flew and soon, they called it a night. Only as he was lying in bed, and drifting asleep, Henry wondered what was happening to him. Something was clearly going on, and not just with him, but with Josh as well. Did he shave today? He certainly looked good that way. Right. Henry needed to shave as well. He would have to do it tomorrow.