When I was in my mid 20's I asked a friend of mine to go to New Hampshire with me. I so had a crush on him. We stopped on the way there to see I believe it was his grandmother. We had to sleep in the same bed, much to my delight. During the night I could not resist and reached around and grabbed his cock. He "never" woke up but his dick sure got large. I wish I would have just sat down on it, but was nervous enough just to give him a blow job. He did shoot in my mouth and I then went in the bathroom and jacked off. We never talked about it, but i dream about him often. Would have been just awful if for some reason when I initially reached for him to have found out he had died. Now that would have been HOT.