There were twin beds in Robin's room. He was already in his pajamas when I joined him there. His parents and Rose, his older sister and my girlfriend, were already in their own rooms. I undressed casually and slowly, chatting to him while I went. Only once I was nude did I go across to my travel bag to get the boxers I sometimes sleep in. I didn't intend to put them on, at least not immediately. I wanted him to see me. I flopped naked on the bed and rubbed my chest lazily as if I had an itch. “Do you wank?” I asked him. My question took him by surprise and he gaped at me. I laughed. “Of course you do,” I said. “Every guy does. I wank every day.” He relaxed a bit at that and grinned. “You want to do it now?” I asked and moved my hand to my cock as I spoke. He hesitated. “I don't know...” he began. I didn't want to alarm him. “I don't mean anything more than masturbation,” I said. “You on your bed, me on mine.” My cock was hard now. I thought I'd said enough to wank myself whether he joined me or not. I began to play with myself more seriously and he didn't take his eyes off me. “You want to pass me the box of tissues?” I said. He got them for me at once but made no move to take off his pajamas. That didn't bother me. I was happy for him to be the audience. I like to be watched. I rolled on my side to face him while he climbed back on his bed. I was masturbating for real now. I didn't want to try his patience so I made sure I cummed quickly. He didn't say anything as I balled the tissue and tossed it onto the bedside table. “That was good,” I said. “Time for lights out now.” I was pretty sure he'd join me next time.