My friend and I fell asleep in the same bed at a sleepover. I woke up with his hand around my p****. It was latched on tight and I couldn’t get him off. So I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. Or at least I just barely closed my eyes. Then they snapped open again as he began rubbing up and down my shaft extremely fast. I felt myself getting harder. He wad doing this in his sleep. I held my breath trying hard not to moan. My breathing speed was increasing. He would tease me. Slow down, and let me soften. Then speed up again. It got to the point where he had been going so fast that I felt weak but so so so good. I could barely take it anymore. I had never felt this amazing. My d*** felt so good. I released the com into my boxers. But that wasn’t the end. He kept going and going. It was only 5:40-ish in the morning. My eyes rolled back in my head. I didn’t know when this would stop. I couldn’t get a break. His hand ended up slipping into my underpants, gripping my throbbing d*** and tickling the sensitive head. I couldn’t help but begin moaning after a good 20 minutes of this torture. I was able to get up later on and change and wipe his fingers off with my boxers. He still doesn’t know it ever happened. And I have no idea what he was dreaming about that morning.