It began during the COVID-19 lockdown of Spring 2020. I was 19 at the time and bummed that the government's stay-at-home order, and business shut down, meant I was temporarily unemployed from the place where I'd just started working. Fortunately for me I was still living with my parents, in their large two story house, and didn't have to stress over rent.
Life with my folks was pretty uneventful at that time. --- That is, until Shane arrived!
My older brother Travis, and his college roommate, Shane, came to temporarily live with us. The dorms had closed and Shane's family lived on the other side of the country.
We had an unused guest bedroom, located downstairs, where grandma would sleep when she visited. When Travis arrived mom and dad welcomed him wholeheartedly. When I saw what he looked like, I did too!
Shane was a total hottie! He probably was the type of human who never had to filter his Instagram photos in order to make himself look good. --- There simply is no improving upon perfection! --- He was also very charismatic, helpful around the house, and loved making my brother and me laugh.
Now to be clear, Travis and Shane were just friends and most definitely into girls. As for me, I'm openly gay, but at the time I wasn't seeing anyone.
Well, one rather boring evening, some weeks into the lockdown, the three of us decided to go downstairs to the family den, and play old-school video games like Donkey Kong & Super Mario Brothers. Afterwards, we sat around and had a group gripe-session, well into the evening, about the toll "The Great Shut In" was taking on our way of life, especially our dating lives. It was the first time I'd seen Shane loose his cheerful demeanor.
Later that night, as I snuck downstairs to the kitchen for a 1:00 AM snack, I passed the guest room and heard Shane practically yelling in his sleep! He seemed extremely upset, so I knocked on the door to check on him. --- Everyone else was asleep upstairs. --- The door was unlocked, so I went in and switched the lights on, which immediately woke him up.
"Huh!? Who!? What the hell, dude!?", he blurted.
After recognizing me, the chiseled Adonis quickly pulled the covers up to his waist to hide the fact that he was sleeping in the buff.
"Hey Shane, are you alright?" I asked. "I was headed to the kitchen and heard you yelling."
He was still pretty groggy and murmured, "Yeah,... thanks, buddy. I'm okay. I was just having a really bad nightmare."
"Okay. Guess, I'll see ya at breakfast," was my lame response. I started to leave, however I could see that he was somewhat troubled so I paused. Not sure of what to say, I asked, "Hey, want a turkey cranberry sandwich? I was gonna get one for myself, but I could easily fix one for you too."
"Naw thanks, but I'm not hungry," he responded.
"Well, do you want to talk about your nightmare? I have some extra time."
He retorted, "Dude, we ALL have extra time theses days."
I nodded and smiled, remaining at the doorway, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. After all, I kept reminding myself that he was butt naked under grandma's sheets.
Shane propped himself up on a pillow and recounted his unpleasant dream, "Man, was it super disturbing! I don't remember all of it , but I do recall wandering around our college town, going bar to bar, looking for women to make out with. But I couldn't find people, anywhere! The entire place was an eerie ghost town! I kept shouting to find someone, anyone, but all of humanity had vanished,... and I was alone!"
"So, what do you think it means?" I wondered aloud.
"Maybe I'm just going stir crazy. Or maybe I'm scared this pandemic will never end and life as we know it is over. No more girlfriends, no getting married, no kids, no future." he pondered.
I stayed quiet to give him more time to reflect. After midnight the mind is more prone to release hidden thoughts and fears.
"Maybe it's just the uncertainty of life in general at this time in history," he continued. "But mostly,... I guess,... I'm just super horny after all these weeks in isolation."
"Well, don't you have access to girlie porn on your cell phone?" I inquired, trying to be helpful.
"Damn it, bro, just staring at boobs on my phone day and night isn't cutting it anymore. I need some kind of relief for all this pent up sexual frustration."
"May I offer a suggestion?" I sheepishly asked.
"Thanks homie, but I'm not into screwing guys or letting them touch my family jewels," he insisted.
"No, not that! --- What about your pits?" I proposed.
"Huh!? What are you talking about?"
"Has anyone ever played with your armpits?"
He instantly made a face and rebuffed the idea, "Naw dude! Naw,... that's just weird!"
"Pit play is a popular fetish among my buddies, and a way we help each other out without making things too complicated," I explained, somewhat nonchalantly.
He was still confused, "Huh? I don't understand."
"To put it simply: let me help you by servicing your armpits, Shane. Just lay back and I'll do all the work. Not only will it help relieve your frustrations, but it'll help relieve mine as well.
After thinking about it for a few seconds he pulled down the bed covers, waaaay low, to give me easy access to a single underarm. A playful grin came over my face, but I fought hard to keep my lustful thoughts to myself and not spook him.
I did notice he made sure to keep his family jewels hidden, either to keep them from tempting me, or to cover up any proof of excitement that might be popping up.
"Dude, are you sure you know what you're doing?" he inquired.
"Trust me, Shane, I'm a pro. Now, do you want the lights on or off?" I asked as I approached the bed.
"Keep the lights on, bro! I wanna see a 'pro' in action. --- Hell, this might end up being more fun than Donkey Kong!"
(Oh, it was!)
After our encounter that night (and for the rest of the lockdown) my 1:00 AM snack time became a regular thing! Naturally, turkey cranberry sandwiches were no longer the main course on my menu.
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Hey, Pit Pals! I hope you enjoyed this short story. It's based on a fantasy I conjured up last night, inspired by the worldwide lockdown a few years back. You see, sometimes I lay awake at night in bed, coming up with naughty armpit scenarios. It helps me to unwind and keeps me from worrying about the hectic day that just passed, and the busy one to come. --- Hey, it's better than counting sheep, but sometimes it excites me a bit too much, so I stay awake longer than expected.
(Images used for this blog entry were found online.)
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