Later that morning as we had breakfast with our housemates, I asked him if he'd had a nightmare. It did cross my mind that the noise he was making was also very similar to an ejaculation, but I instantly dismissed the idea. I assumed he was a having a nightmare and decided to wait for a bit to let it pass before I woke him. I went back to sleep but awoke some time later when he started to moan. I had already told him that I need my space when I sleep, so without rolling over I asked him to move, which he did with a snort of impatience. It was very early in the morning of our first full day of vacation when I woke up to feel him pressed up against me. I should also mention that I have boyfriend and my friend is married, but neither of our partners came with us on this trip. That first time was something of a quirk for both of us, fueled by too much drinking and ecstasy. Like many gay men, our platonic friendship began with a roll in the hay. We have shared many rooms together over the years, but this time our housing arrangement required us to share a bed, which did not give me a moment of pause. My friend can be high-maintenance but I am pretty low-key and we've managed to work out our different styles and to enjoy ourselves. We are both gay men and have traveled many times together over the years with few problems and a hell of a lot of fun. Several months ago, I took a trip with a longtime, close friend.
