The photo opportunity

I heard the sound of a zip. Pulled very slowly like someone was trying hard to be quiet. Then the sound of something heavy being dragged across the room and into the adjoining bathroom. I gave up trying to get to sleep and opened my eyes. It was already light - I must have slept for a few hours - but very quiet. I would imagine it was about five o'clock in the morning. I raised myself off the bed, and looked around the room. Matt and Wreg were both next to me, both sleeping on their backs, but Jono's bed was empty and, from the soft noises coming from the slightly open door of the bathroom, he was obviously fiddling with his suitcase in there.

I looked again at Matt. He seemed to be soundly asleep. His breathing was slow and deep and his eyelids flickered gently, maybe in response to a dream he was having. His chest rose and fell slowly and I noticed a small clump of black wispy hair between his hairless, well-defined pecs. My eyes travelled further down his body and I saw more hair on the lower part of his stomach. It formed a line which led down to the waistband of his briefs. Looking further down, I saw the shape of his cock which was pushed upwards and to the left inside his briefs. His briefs were a dark green colour and looked quite tight. Tight enough for me to make out the individual shapes of each of his balls.

The bathroom door moved and I quickly lay back down and closed my eyes. I felt guilty about staring at Matt while he slept and I didn't want Jono to know what I'd been doing. Hearing him come out of the bathroom, I tried to breathe slowly and deeply to make him think I was still sleeping.

I expected Jono to get back into bed and go back to sleep. But he seemed to linger in the middle of the room. I was about to look up and see what was going on when I heard a click. Then a brief mechanical whir. Jono had just taken a photo!

I lay there, eyes still closed, wondering what was going on. Was he taking a photo from the window? Maybe trying to catch the view before it became populated by swarms of tourists. I hadn't heard him move the blind, but -

The camera clicked again followed by the same whir as the film wound itself on inside. I heard him move. He was clearly near the foot of the double bed. He must be taking photos of the three of us lying side by side in our briefs. I was about to look up, ask him what the fuck he was doing, when I figured that he must be taking a couple of shots to play a joke on us when we got back to Uni. Submit the photo to the student paper or put copies of it up on the noticeboards in our hall of residence.

So I lay there and let him take his shots, wondering how I could get one up on him for doing this. Obviously I had to get the film out of his camera and substitute it with one containing photos of something that Jono would be embarrassed about. I considered suggesting that Jono and I should share a room together, rather than Matt and I as had been the original plan. Then I'd be able to get a photo of him during the night when he'd brought back some tart from a nightclub.

I wondered what he was up to now. Was he packing up his camera? I opened one of my eyes slightly. At first I couldn't see him. I thought he must have gone back into the bathroom. But then I caught a movement from the right of me, where Wreg was lying. I couldn't really see what was happening. I just caught the occasional movement near Wreg's hips. I moved my head a little, sighing gently as I did so as if I was in a deep sleep. Then I opened my eye slightly again. I saw that a hand was rubbing the bulge at the front of Wreg's underwear. At first I thought Wreg must be having a play with himself, but then I made out that the arm was coming from the side of the bed. I realised that Jono was crouching next to the bed and that his hand was rubbing away at Wreg's crotch.

Then Jono moved his hand away from Wreg and I could see that the front of Wreg's grey briefs stood upwards. His cock must have been tucked down near his balls when it was limp and, as it became erect it had tented his underpants upwards. It looked like a mountain - he was obviously a well-built guy in the trouser department in addition to other areas. I heard another click and whir and realised that Jono was taking a photo of Wreg's hard-on.

I thought, "This can't be a joke. This is... kind of weird."

I wondered if Jono secretly fancied Wreg and had waited for his opportunity to do this. He'd been very keen to share a room with Wreg even though they were so different - Jono was far more quiet and introspective than Wreg. I felt a bit sorry for Jono if that were true. Wreg was clearly straight and would probably not react well to the attentions of another guy.

Then Jono's hand returned to Wreg's crotch. He carefully pulled down the front of Wreg's briefs, revealing the guy's large cock. It looked about eight or nine inches long, but it was difficult for me tell since I didn't want to open my eye beyond a thin squint. Jono pulled Wreg's briefs down as far as he could. I think he got the waistband beneath Wreg's balls. He held Wreg's cock in his hand and stared at it. I noticed he kept glancing up towards Wreg's face, no doubt looking for signs that he was waking up. He got his face close to Wreg's cock and pulled back his foreskin slightly. Wreg groaned and Jono looked quickly towards Wreg's face, his eyes wide open in fear. But I guess Wreg was still soundly asleep, and was groaning his approval to the girl who was, in his dream, playing with his cock.

Jono pulled Wreg's foreskin back further and got so close to the other guy's large cock that I thought he was going to suck it. Instead, he seemed to inhale whatever smells were coming from it, appearing to savour them. Then he slowly jerked the foreskin backwards and forwards across the large swollen head of Wreg's cock. Wreg groaned softly again. Jono left it alone and moved back, away from it. I saw that Wreg's cock was so stiff that it didn't lie down - it stood up of its own accord, the wet purple bell being raised about an inch from the guy's stomach. I could see that it was bobbing up and down very slightly in time with Wreg's pulse. I heard more clicks and whirs as Jono photographed his friend's cock.

Then Jono got up and moved away from the bed. I thought he must have finished and he spent a few seconds adjusting his camera before walking around to the other side of the bed, the side on which Matt was sleeping. I couldn't see what was going on because my eyes were directed towards Wreg's crotch and I didn't want to risk moving again in case that made Jono lose his nerve. I was very intrigued to know what was happening with Matt - in fact I was imagining Jono's hand rubbing the bulge in Matt's dark green briefs and my own cock was lengthening in response.

Now that Jono was on Matt's side of the bed and I was looking away from him, I opened my eyes fully and took a good look at Wreg. His cock was clearly still excited but was starting to lose it's impressive stiffness and was lying against the smooth skin of his stomach. The head was less swollen and, while still looking wet and sticky, it had lost its shininess. Despite this, it retained its impressive length, his piss slit looking as if it was nearer to his nipples than to his belly button!

I looked upwards towards Wreg's chest, which was rising and falling slowly. It was totally hairless and looked tight and solid - a chest built not by weights but by regular outdoor sport and exercise.

I heard Matt groan. Jono's hand was obviously having the same effect on him as it had on Wreg. I felt the mattress vibrating slightly to the rhythm of Jono's hand on Matt's cock. I wanted to see what was happening to Matt: I had to look.

I made a groaning sound similar to Matt's and repositioned myself slightly. Like I'd imagine someone asleep would: a slow, almost drunken movement. Again, I opened an eye slightly, trying to see as much as I could without appearing to be awake.

I could see that Jono was staring at my crotch. By now, I was almost fully hard and that must have been obvious from the bulge in the front of my briefs. At first I thought that maybe my hard-on had given the game away - that Jono would know that I was aware of what was going on. But he didn't look at my face and it occurred to me that men do get erections during their sleep and that he must have assumed that this was what was happening to me.

After he'd studied my bulge, his gaze returned to Matt's cock which he'd pulled out from Matt's underwear as he had Wreg's. Matt was not so well endowed as Wreg but his erection was nevertheless impressive, being about seven inches long. It was thinner than Wreg's dick - probably about the same thickness as my own. Jono's hand started beating Matt's cock and the mattress started vibrating again. Jono really studied the other guy's dick as he wanked it - he looked like he was watching Matt's piss slit as he pulled the foreskin backwards and forwards across Matt's red bell end. Maybe he was watching to see Matt's precum ooze out - I guess you don't get the opportunity for a close-up view like that every day.