What...Paul's nipples...were hard?! Seth couldn't believe it. No, surely it was just happenstance. But still....Seth slowly moved his arms apart and as he did so they slid across Paul's nipples. And Paul? Well he shuddered! It was slight, but noticeable.
Seth said with a tease in his voice, "oh you like that, Pauly?"
"Knock it off!!" Paul laughed, "You KNOW I hate that nickname!" But Paul didn't move out of the hug. Seth held him tighter and pinched a nipple. Paul yelped and Seth died laughing. Then Seth teased his nipple while holding him snuggly. Paul writhed a bit, but he could have gotten out of Seth's grasp had he truly wanted. Seth wasn't tiny, but Paul was significantly stronger.
It couldn't have lasted that long, but to Seth it was longer than he anticipated before Paul pulled forward out of Seth's hug. Then gave a regular hug, a nice tight squeeze. Seth couldn't help but notice the flush in Paul's face. This was certainly an interesting development...or just a one-time thing, whatever it was. Did he honestly just do that?? What had gotten into him? Well, Paul's nipples had. Or at least one.
They hung out and didn't talk about it further that night or the next time they hung out. But they were definitely pauses. Little lulls in the conversation, and he was sure that Paul must have been thinking about it too. Right? Maybe Seth was just crazy though.
About a week later they were laughing and talking. Then Paul got quiet and said he wanted to ask Seth a question. Seth said, "yeah man, anything, you know that." Then he sat very still.
"Well..." Paul started, "I just...it's about what you did when you touched my nipples that day..." He paused, but still had more to say, so Seth patiently waited. "I want to do that to myself. Can you show me what you did again...on yourself?"
Seth felt excited and surprised. Also slightly embarrassed? How silly that he'd feel that around Paul of all people. But suddenly he realized that he'd never been shirtless around Paul. Only the other way around. He paused for a moment and then shyly said, "sure. I can do that."
They were both sitting on Paul's couch. It only sat two people so they were close. Seth took his shirt off and couldn't help noticing Paul look at his chest. But of course that's what Paul would do, I mean that's where the nipples are, where else would he look? But Seth felt heated. He started touching his skin, hands gliding up and down his body. He had a smooth chest and a happy trail. His fingers circled his nipples and gently touched the nips. He pinched and played with them and his breathing was a little heavier. All the while, Paul was watching intently. Starting at his hands, his chest, his nipples. Seth had never had someone watch him so intently.
Then Paul took his shirt off. Paul had a beautifully hairy chest (and abs). Currently trimmed, sometimes he'd shave it all and sometimes he left it untrimmed. It looked good no matter what. Paul began mirroring Seth's motions. And Seth couldn't help but notice his nipples. They grew harder. And Paul seemed to really be enjoying himself. Paul's eyes flicked up to Seth's, then back down. His face became bright red. He stopped touching himself and said, "Thanks man! Uhhh, that helped. I...you do a good job at that."
Seth wasn't exactly disappointed. He didn't have a true expectation and enjoyed the time for what it was. He smiled and said, "I'm glad you asked Paul. That was fun." He put his shirt on and started a new conversation.
