The study group had gone well. The two young men -- James, tall, sturdily built, Chinese -- and Dana -- a strong contrast to the other, with his slight build and Nordic features -- were enrolled in the same grad school class, and an important exam loomed. But the two were alike in their intelligence and motivation to learn; as the two hour evening session, held in James' condo (owned by his traditionally minded parents in far-off Vancouver), drew to a close, both students felt that the time had been mutually beneficial.
Although the two were alike in their studiousness, their personalities were as different as their physical appearances. James was good humored and relaxed, a couple of years older, though not completely confident in himself. Dana -- orphaned at an early age, an only child, albeit brought up in relative comfort -- was much quieter and more shy. Both were good looking; James' dark hair and eyes, and pleasant features were easy on the eye. Dana's looks were more subtle; seemingly ordinary, when one examined him more closely the fine delicacy of his features and the gracefulness of his movements were striking.
Tired from their long day, the two discussed one final abstruse point. As they chatted, having moved to the couch from the study table, James leaned in towards Dana to explain a specific point. Looking up, Dana was struck by his friend's expression; it was almost as though he had never really taken a thorough look at his face. He noted with favor the Chinese man's beautiful dark eyes, warm complexion, and raven dark hair as the other leaned close and Dana felt his pleasant, warm breath on his face. All of a sudden James put his arm around Dana's slight shoulders and drew him close.
Too surprised to draw back immediately, Dana held still; the friendly warmth was not unpleasant. They stayed motionless for a minute or so, as if they were considering the next move. Then taking a deep breath, James picked up Dana's small, slender hand and placed it firmly in his lap, gently pressing the delicate fingers onto the bulge under his sweat pants.
Dana was still too shocked to move. But he was fascinated by the warm body underneath the thin cloth. He did not immediately withdraw his hand, especially when he felt James' cock swelling beneath his fingers. Inexperienced and shy, he had never encountered a situation like this. But James' hand pressed down on his and encouraged his fingers to stroke the rapidly growing organ. Simultaneously he reached into Dana's lap to softly touch the young man's own penis through his faded jeans.
They sat motionless except for the gently moving fingers. Dana was not exactly a total innocent, but had led a secluded life and had almost no sexual experience; although his looks and demeanor appealed to quite a few, of both sexes. His breath began to come faster as the blood rushed to his groin, and his own cock grew erect. Observing this, still hugging the younger man, James reached down and pulled at his sweatpants.
His cock -- substantial in size and so rigid that it seemed to pulse -- sprang out of his underwear, as Dana could not suppress a gasp. Wrapping Dana's astonished fingers around the shaft, and guiding them into a caressing movement, he undid the other's jean buttons, and deftly removed the smaller cock from its confines.
