How it all started

It was a warm summer night, and i was laying on the bed next to him, as only the street light outlined us through the blinds, my mind was racing yet again..
As i put my hand under the sheets to adjust my boxershorts, i saw his sheets start to move.. as i turned my head, he went back to sleep. I tested him. I again moved my hand under the sheets, this time in a certain rythm. Immediately i saw his sheets jerk up as he started to jerk off. Somehow this turned me on a great deal, this guy, barely 3 feet away, jacking off to the thought of me masturbating. This time my mind raced in a whole different way, would i dare to touch him, maybe help him out for a bit..?
I pulled down the sheets to reveal my bare chest, then i made sure he saw how i removed my boxers. His sheet started moving more violently, and as i got more aroused, my inhibitions started to fade. Slowly i started moving my hand towards his bed, as i could reach him from my current position, and slid my hand under his still jerking sheets. I felt a warmth, nay, smoldering heat the closer i came to his manhood, and when my hand started moving up, he finally noticed me. He faked his way back to sleep, as he was as nervous as i was, and it wasn’t until i finally touched his hot, moist, but most of all huge, erect dick that he started to accept that what he was hoping for was finally happening.