James

Ashley was met with the eyes of her best friend, staring wide-eyed at her and her nude form handcuffed to the shower. He was completely nude, holding a towel and some soap, ready to take a shower. Subconsciously, her gaze drifted downward, over his chest, past the beginning of a six-pack, down further and further. Her gaze drifted past the mess of pubic hair, until they finally reached their destination.

Ashley was left speechless as she stared at the flaccid penis of her friend. She was shocked by just how large it seemed. Of course, she didn’t really have much to compare it to, but it sure seemed big. The head was so...pink. She could also see veins running under the skin.

But then, before her eyes, it began to raise up, and stiffen. As it raised up, it revealed a sack hanging below the stiff member. As the shaft became harder and longer, the veins became more pronounced. Ashley’s face turned several shades of red as she watched his dick fully harden. She **** her eyes away and back up to his face, which was also a deep red as he stared back at her own body. His gaze reminded her of her current situation, and she screeched, turning her body sideways in an attempt to hide as much of her body as possible. Her free hand shot to her chest, then her crotch, and back and forth, as she was unable to decide where to keep it.

James finally seemed to regain the ability to speak. “A-Ash?!” He said incredulously. She noticed how he continued to stare at her body, which was causing her face to burn, yet...she almost felt like she was enjoying it. “What are you doing here?! And like...that?!”

“I...it’s...” Ashley started, but she was stopped by the sound of footsteps.

“Hey, James, you okay? I thought I heard a sort of shriek.” A guy’s voice was heard getting closer. Both of them froze, staring at each other. Panic covered both of their faces as the guy quickly approached.