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"Why are you smiling so much, did something happen?"
I tried to control my grin, and assured Kat's new boyfriend, David, that nothing happened and I was just having a good morning. He looked at me strangely as he took a drag on his cigarette and I grinned back.
Kat looked at me knowingly. I knew she could tell something had gone on, but I couldn't tell her. If Nick was straight, as I suspected he was, I just couldn't tell anyone. That would be fucked up. I looked at him across the courtyard... and did a double take. Was I mistaken, or was one of the tattoos on his arm a sw*stika?
I asked Kat and she said it sure looked like it but she couldn't tell. I resolved to sit next to him in group therapy after breakfast so I could analyze his tattoos. I would be absolutely shocked if some n*zi guy was jerking off with me in my room. Aren't they supposed to be homophobic?
At breakfast I sat at a sort of corner to his table, adjacent to him. I looked over repeatedly and finally confirmed that he indeed had a sw*stika tattooed onto his arm. I was so confused, I didn't know how to feel. We hadn't exactly done anything gay, so I guess it wasn't that crazy, but he had seemed totally fine with me jerking off in the same room as him and he had masturbated in front of me, albeit with his pants still on so I couldn't see his dick.
Surely he was straight, or of not then he was bisexual and closeted. In my opinion these were the only options considering his tattoo. So why was he playing so fast and loose, sexually speaking? He was quite the enigma to me, and I was resolved to figure him out. I sure had time. I'd likely be here for at least a week, and he longer than me.
Maybe I needed to be more bold. Show that I was open to things sexually. It could be dangerous if he really was homophobic, but in the hospital setting the danger was minimal anyway. I decided I would try to send signals, but be covert about it just in case.
I watched him throughout the day. In contrast to his behavior towards me the previous night he seemed rather shy, didn't really talk to anyone and kept to himself. I was a bit surprised as he seemed very forthcoming to me. Towards me.
As it got darker out I felt myself becoming more and more excited, wondering what would happen tonight. Would Nick jerk off again? Kat could tell I was excited but I refused to say a word about it. She saw something in my smile though and kept asking. I just grinned at her and David and went to my room and laid down on my bed. One hour until medication time.
He lay in the dark and waited for Nick to come in. As it turned out, he didn't need to wait very long- within minutes his roommate was back, sighing heavily as he jumped onto his own bed.
"Man this place sucks," he said, "I need to get the fuck out of here. But I'm still on a 72 hour hold."
"Oh yeah," I replied knowingly, "you threaten yourself?"
"Nah, I broke all the windows out of my girlfriend's car."
He responded. That's it. I knew he was straight. But that doesn't mean he wasn't... into guys. You know what I mean.
"Damn I guess you had to come here or she'd break up with you, huh?"
I joked. He just responded with a "sure", and things went silent. It was completely dark in the room except for the light coming from the bathroom and the cracked bedroom door. I could hear the change in his breath, but I couldn't tell if Phoenix was going to sleep or jerking off.
I felt highly excited and began to become erect. Would he jerk off in front of me again? I began to touch my dick through my pants. I moaned slightly, hoping that Nick would hear me. He shifted on the bed and I could see his hand was in his pants but I couldn't tell if he was sleeping or touching himself with a goal in mind. I looked towards the door and then down at my dick. Fuck I was horny. I slowly slipped my dick out of my pants, and then my balls. I began to jerk off, and moaned a little louder. In the dark I could see that Nick had begun to masturbate, with his hand down his sweatpants. His eyes were closed; I moaned again for his benefit and he scrunched up his eyes and began to go harder. I could hear the light slapping as his hand went down his shaft and hit his balls and then went back up.
I shook my dick in the air and continued to groan. I continued to masturbate, being as loud as I dared. Nick opened his eyes and looked at me briefly, then down at my dick. He had a look of concentration on his face as he continued to masturbate in the dark room across from me. I grinned at him, and he slipped his sweatpants down briefly, displaying a rather large cock. I could even see the shadow of his dark pubic hair in the light cast from the bathroom next to his bed before he pulled his sweatpants back up over his erection and closed his eyes again, continuing to jerk himself off.
I shifted my body upwards so he could get a better look at me if he opened his eyes again and I started to go faster, determined to cum. Nick opened his eyes again, looking at my dick. I moaned, desperately. I wanted him so bad. Suddenly, the door to the bedroom flew open and a tech with a clipboard stood in the new light shining from the common room. My blanket was over me instantly. Nick simply closed his eyes, keeping his hands down his pants and pretending to sleep. After a minute, the tech left, thankfully closing the door behind her. I ripped my blanket off of myself, voraciously continuing to masturbate, and breathing heavily for Nick's benefit. Now was not the time to stop.
After about two minutes, Nick opened his eyes and grinned at me, laughing a little bit. I laughed back, and then swung my cock at him. He pulled his own dick out, starting to masturbate once again. After a few moments, when he looked at my face, I used my hand to motion sucking dick, and got up and walked past him into the bathroom. I was heavily excited, and waited for him to follow me inside.
Unfortunately he didn't follow me. I could hear his breathing speed up and I went to the curtain and opened it, continuing to jerk my dick. Nick's eyes were closed, and his mouth was slack. I watched as his dick shot a wad of cum on his shirt and then all over his hand and his bed. He looked up at me. I grinned and sped up; I laughed briefly before shooting my shot all over the floor near his bed.
I went back into the bathroom to get some toilet paper and clean up; my head was spinning- what the fuck was even happening? What did this little n*zi boy want from me?
"Hey can you bring me some toilet paper bro?"
The guy called out to me from his bed. I got some and walked over to him; I watched as he cleaned the huge pool of cum off his shirt and then his hand and then the bed. He handed me the damp toilet paper, looking at my softening cock that was still hanging out of my pants. I laughed nervously and plopped my dick back inside my jeans. Nick smiled weakly.
After I cleaned my liquid from the floor I went and jumped into bed, pulling the blankets over myself. I looked over, to find Nick sleeping, looking cute with his eyes closed and breathing softly. I was genuinely confused. What did this straight deviant have in mind? What did I?