When we got back Yuri was passed out. I couldn't wake him enough to where he could walk on his own. So, Yuri’s family and friends helped with the luggage, and I carried the sleeping beauty to his room. I laid him down on his bed and removed his day clothes. I got one of my t-shirts and put it on him. It was difficult, but he was awake enough to comply, and at least help move his limbs.

Still, in his sleepy state, Yuri begged, “Victor, ple- please don't leave”. “Yuri, I have to go to sleep, I'm tired too,” I replied. “Please just for tonight. Stay with me.” Yuri continued. “Sigh… Ok.” I removed my shirt and pants and slid into the blanket next to Yuri. He turned facing me and grabbed my arm which turned me on immediately. The more he snuggled into me the harder I became.

After an hour or two of not being able to sleep because of my boner, I decided to do something about it. Yuri and I shared a personal bathroom with a shower. I made my way in there and turned on the cold water to block any sounds. Yuri’s towel was still hanging on the rack. I grabbed it and wrapped it around my neck. The smell coming from the towel helped the process of releasing my semen.

I started slow thinking about if it was Yuri’s first time. Slowly stretching his cute hole so it could be properly fucked. Being gentle at first, I'd get him used to the feeling of my stiff 9 ½ inch dick in his tight ass. I'd then quicken my pace as my patience and mercy wore thin. I started pounding deeper and harder into Yuri. I could almost hear his moans, like the ones I listened to when he was alone in his room at night.

I never really moan when I’m masturbating, just soft grunts under my ragged breath. It was so quiet in the small bathroom, but the walls made my almost silent moans echo. The tile I was sitting my bare ass on, was cold. Soon, however, my hot and sweating skin was not only heating the floor, but also the room. Even the cold water, trying to share its temperature, was being overtaken by my hot body.