This story is virtually all true. I have changed a few things here and there for 'entertainment value' but the 'essence' is based on fact.
My cousin Craig has recently been going through a very messy divorce. Recently I have been spending a fair amount of time with him to help keep his spirits up.
Before his split I hadn't got to know him that well. I always assumed he was very straight laced due to his conservative dress sense and general demeanor.
He is 6ft 3 and plays a lot of rugby, and although not conventionally handsome I assumed could probably pull quite easily, although I knew while he was married he was 100% faithful.
Until a few weeks ago I had never even seen him naked. Mind you, there is no reason why I should have.
It was his idea to go swimming, and we ended up at his health club.
He seemed quite inhibited as we got changed. He used a towel to cover himself while putting on his trunks, and after we swam he managed to keep himself covered with his towel before going into a shower cubicle.
Although I had no sexual interest in him at all I suppose I was still curious to know what he had hanging between his rather large legs.
There was something about Craig that made me think he would not be well endowed. (His ex wife was extremely hot and I probably imagined that she partially divorced him because he didn't satisfy her in the bed department.)
I removed my trunks, making sure as many people got a flash of my not too small equipment and followed him proudly into the showers not giving his naked body another though as I lathered myself up and finished showering. I must have been in the shower for about 5 minutes and assumed that by now ‘shy’ Craig would be dressed and out by the time I returned, in order that I didn't get to see his minuscule genitals.
So you can imagine my surprise when returning to the lockers to find my cousin with his back to me, with one leg raised up on the bench as he toweled himself down.
His round firm arse was larger and hairier than I would have imagined, quite muscly from all his rugby playing. (I immediately had a vision of those large buns pouncing between his ex wifes thighs bringing her to orgasm) But the real treat was the view that hung heavily between his legs. The man was hung. Dangling between those large legs was a clean shaven, low hanging ball sac, as large as I had seen containing his two plum sized testicles, slowly swaying as he dried his hairy legs.
I stood behind him for as long as I could, keeping a distance hoping he wouldn't notice me standing there.
Eventually I passed by him to go to my locker. He didn’t try to cover himself up, but just carried on toweling himself down, mentioning that the shower had done him a power of good.
This wasn't the shy Craig from before. The Craig who had hidden his body as he got changed. Mind you this wasn’t the Craig who I had thought would be under endowed.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
As I stood in front of Craig he raised his towel to dry his hair, and as he covered his head I got a full face on view of his massive cock and balls. Around the base of his fat cock was a forest of dark brown hair from which his fine thick uncut cock protruded and hung. I'd say it hung limp at about 5", but his heavy hairless ball sac hung even lower.
I have always had a thing about large low hanging ball sacs, as well as cocks bigger than my own, and if this had been a gay sauna, or any other place where I could have gone down on my knees I would have.
But it wasn't and neither was Craig gay, so I acted as normally as I could, even when he moved the towel between his legs, rubbing and massaging that equipment that I had suddenly found myself strangely aroused by.
For the first time in my life I had began to look at my cousin sexually.
In a matter of seconds I had imagined myself in all sorts of sexual situations with him. It wasn't helped by the way he was drying himself. In fact I remember thinking he was acting a little like an exhibitionist. I certainly noticed a few of the other guys glancing in the direction of his crotch..
I slowly dried myself, in the way men do when hoping to attract another man, but it was obvious he was hardly aware I was naked. he seemed more interested in showing his body off.
As I kept stealing glances at his goods, I wished for this moment to last as long as possible but before long he had his boxer shorts in his hands, pulling them up his strong legs, eventually covering the object of my desire.
As we finished dressing, and left the building, all I could think about was how I could get to see him naked again.
I mentioned going swimming again soon, which he seemed agreeable to
Fortunately, I didn't have to wait until our next swim. And the next time the situation was going to be even more arousing.
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