It was another Friday night that I would be spending at home, this made it three weeks in a row that I hadn't gone out. Being 20 years old and recently out of the closet only made it worse as I was still trying to find my way around the gay bar scene and meet cute boys. I wasn't into the hook up apps and after another long week of university study and pulling shifts at the local supermarket I was too tired to head out.
Getting home I made my way inside and both my parents were on the way out. They had a staycation weekend planned in the city which meant it was just me and my younger brother in the house till Sunday.
My younger brother Michael is 18 years old and in his final year of secondary school. As my parents left I went inside and headed straight for the kitchen to check what was in the fridge.
'Hey Brandon, how was work? Will you be staying in tonight?' Came Michael's voice from behind me as I rummaged through the fridge and took out some leftover lasagne to heat up for dinner.
Turning to Michael I noticed he wasn't in his usual tracksuit instead wearing jeans and a shirt. 'Uh no I'm not heading out tonight just staying in and think I'll have an early one. I'm so tired from this week.'
'Yeah no probs but just so you know a few of the boys will be coming over tonight. Since we have the place to ourselves I invited them over for some drinks and we'll watch the football then maybe head out.'
'Go for it bro, I was planning on sticking to my room anyway so you and the boys can chill here downstairs.' I said as the microwave buzzed signalling my lasagne was ready.
All Michael's friends were now 18 so they enjoyed drinking at each other's houses before heading out or just staying in for a house party. I didn't mind his friends coming over either as I was out of the closet and they all were good about it and not socially awkward.
I headed to my room with the lasagne and was watching the latest Netflix series I was into as I sat on my bed.
As I finished the lasagne I lay back on the bed and could hear Michael and his mates downstairs talking and cheering at the football, it sounded like they were all having a good time. I kept watching my show and the next thing I knew as I checked my phone it was already 11pm. I must have watched four or five episodes and not even realised.
Sitting up on my bed I decided I'd take a shower before going to sleep, the music was now blaring downstairs as Michael and his mates continued to enjoy their night.
Making my way to the bathroom I went and shut the door, it didn't have a lock but as I was upstairs and Michael and his friends would be using the downstairs bathroom I was ok to have privacy. Starting the shower I stepped in and let the water wash down my 5'8" body, I liked to keep my body hairless and had shaved off all my body hair earlier in the week.
Running soap over my chest and arms I enjoyed the smooth feeling of my skin and then continued to wash my ass, cock and balls. I stroked my cock a few times as I washed it and it quickly became hard in my hand reaching its full 6 inch length.
I was looking down at my cock as it rested over my hand when suddenly the bathroom door opened and in stepped my brothers friend Tim. Looking up from my cock to Tim my eyes widened in my shock and I quickly let go of my cock which hang out from my body in Tim's direction.
Tim looked at me in the shower as he stepped in and his eyes glanced down and up my body momentarily before he said, 'Oh shit sorry Brandon.' And he stepped back out closing the door behind him with a grim on his face.
With the door closed I was still in shock at being seen naked by one of my younger brothers friends. Fuck I thought to myself as the water continued to wash over me, that was embarrassing. I could feel my face had blushed red at the intrusion and my skin was slowly cooling back down as I took a few more breaths.
Part of me couldn't help but smile and laugh to myself at the crazy encounter Tim would have just experienced as well. I am sure he wasn't expecting to walk in and see me naked holding my hard 6 inch cock.
A few more minutes passed and I finished my shower drying myself off and then making my way back across the hall to my bedroom. I didn't bother putting any clothes on as I liked to sleep naked and lay down in the bed pulling the sheet over me. Resting my head on the pillow I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep as the noises from downstairs and Michael's party echoed in the background.
At some point in the night I felt as if I could hear the noise and music from downstairs pumping again. Thinking the noises had simply followed me into my dreams I lay on my back and stretched out my legs beneath the sheet getting comfortable. As I lay there though I began to realise that the noises were not just a dream and that as I began to awaken I could hear more distinct sounds.
