Meanwhile, Mark is fully awake.

About ten minutes after Mark woke up, he still hadn't thought of a way out from under his friend. He resigned to just waiting for Ryan to wake up. Luckily Ryan started to shift and Mark thought he was finally waking up, when his friend did something strange. Mark felt Ryan's hands come up under his t-shirt, and then they slowly started rubbing on the sides of his torso. "What are you doing?" Mark asked.

No response.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" Mark tried yelling it this time, but still he got no response. "Great" he thought, "I'm being sleep fondled". This went on for quite a long time, before he felt Ryan's hands start to slowly travel up higher. The next thing Mark feels is his friends fingers making little circles on his left nipple, then his right one started to get roughly manhandled.

"STOP. RYAN WAKE UP" Mark yells, then yells again, to no avail. He resigns himself to getting his chest molested. For the next half hour, Mark learns how sensitive his chest is as his friend unconsciously plays with his breasts. Mark tries not to think of the hard thing pressing down on his ass, and really tries not to think of his own hard thing pressing down into his buddies couch.

"Yeah you greenskin whore" Ryan mumbles in his sleep. "greenskin?" Mark thinks, right before he feels Ryan start to slide his dick down, then back up on his ass. Mark knows that he is totally straight, which is why it surprises him so much when he starts backing his ass up in time with Ryan's grinding. After a few minutes of this, Mark shudders as he feels his friends hand leave his chest. The hand slowly makes it's way down, first tracing along his abs, and then down into the basketball shorts Mark is wearing. Ryan's hand stops when it gets to his pubic hair, and lightly rubs it for a moment.

Ryan's hand starts moving lower, and soon bumps into Mark's hard cock.