It really is nice. I had a friend who had a hot tub, and when he said we should go in, I’m all for it. Same convo, no swimsuit. He said just get in naked. It was cool. When we went inside the house, we sat naked, and it was chill. Nothing sexual. I may have had a half mast at the most at times, but he didn’t care, and i didn’t hide it. Did this a few times until he got a girlfriend.
Friend you wanted to see naked and finally did
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Love hearing stories about guys who are a bit smaller, or friends who you've found out are a bit smaller.
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I've got quite a few hot stories
In high school we would hot tub at my best friends house. Always changing in front of each other, but quickly so not much for a good look. After the hot tub we always showered (different bathrooms).
One night after showering we were back in tv/bonus room where we usually slept when I spent the night. He would sleep on the couch and I would sleep on the floor. I had already changed by this point and was sitting on the ground leaned up against the couch. He walked into the room with his towel around his waste and sat on the couch. We were just watching tv and hanging out when after about 5 mins I glance over and can see up his towel. I kept glancing over and was face to face with his dick. I couldn’t look away. We stayed sitting like this for about an hour, and my heart was racing the whole time. It’s safe to say I was fully hard the entire time.
Just chatting and watching ESPN, I thought I’d change the subject to girls (what we were talking about in the hot tub) as the conversation progressed, he started to get a half chub. Oh my was my heart RACING! I always thought that we were about the same size, but from this view his dick looked huge.
At one point he started to move and adjust himself and I thought the view would be gone, but he just put it hands on his crotch to cover the tent he was starting to build. Him pushing it down actually pushed it out and almost out from under the towel. I could see it pulsing and getting into a full blown boner, just inches from my face. This view only lasted about 5 mins because then he jumped up and went to his room to change for bed.
As we were laying there in the dark before bed, he said “if it was a snake you’d be dead”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” “My dick” he said “I saw you looking at it”
Oh shit, I didn’t know how to cover. “Yeah your hard dick was pretty much in my face, hard not to look at it. I was wondering when you were gonna put it away but didn’t wanna embarrass you” I was grasping for straws, but all he said was “sure”.
When he thought that I was asleep I heard some movement coming from the couch. The room was pitch black so I couldn’t see, but it sounded like he was jerking off. At one point I heard his breathing get louder and actually heard the cum hit his body as he let out a soft grunt. I immediately started jerking off but that only took me about a minute to finish.
In the morning when he got up to use the bathroom I looked over under the couch and there were was a tissue filled with his cum. I think he had gone again in the morning because it was way too fresh to be from the night before.
One night after showering we were back in tv/bonus room where we usually slept when I spent the night. He would sleep on the couch and I would sleep on the floor. I had already changed by this point and was sitting on the ground leaned up against the couch. He walked into the room with his towel around his waste and sat on the couch. We were just watching tv and hanging out when after about 5 mins I glance over and can see up his towel. I kept glancing over and was face to face with his dick. I couldn’t look away. We stayed sitting like this for about an hour, and my heart was racing the whole time. It’s safe to say I was fully hard the entire time.
Just chatting and watching ESPN, I thought I’d change the subject to girls (what we were talking about in the hot tub) as the conversation progressed, he started to get a half chub. Oh my was my heart RACING! I always thought that we were about the same size, but from this view his dick looked huge.
At one point he started to move and adjust himself and I thought the view would be gone, but he just put it hands on his crotch to cover the tent he was starting to build. Him pushing it down actually pushed it out and almost out from under the towel. I could see it pulsing and getting into a full blown boner, just inches from my face. This view only lasted about 5 mins because then he jumped up and went to his room to change for bed.
As we were laying there in the dark before bed, he said “if it was a snake you’d be dead”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” “My dick” he said “I saw you looking at it”
Oh shit, I didn’t know how to cover. “Yeah your hard dick was pretty much in my face, hard not to look at it. I was wondering when you were gonna put it away but didn’t wanna embarrass you” I was grasping for straws, but all he said was “sure”.
When he thought that I was asleep I heard some movement coming from the couch. The room was pitch black so I couldn’t see, but it sounded like he was jerking off. At one point I heard his breathing get louder and actually heard the cum hit his body as he let out a soft grunt. I immediately started jerking off but that only took me about a minute to finish.
In the morning when he got up to use the bathroom I looked over under the couch and there were was a tissue filled with his cum. I think he had gone again in the morning because it was way too fresh to be from the night before.
I’m traveling for work and met up with a college friend and his boyfriend. Met at a place to eat and drink. They take me back to my hotel and ask if they want to go for more drinks at the bar. They park, and we go to the lobby bar, do shots, and keep on drinking. I tell them they better not drive home so nap it off or take an uber home. We go back to my room. I sit in the wingback and they go on the king bed. Friend says he’s hot and takes off shirt. I realize I may not have ever seen him shirtless, and I’m staring at his nice chest. BF asks if he can take off jeans because it feels weird to wear them in bed. I say no prob. So he takes off his shirt and jeans, and now i’m staring at his nice body in his briefs. He tells friend to remove jeans too, and now I’m staring at his nice bulge. I am overdressed at this point. I remove clothes too. At some point BF mentions they sleep naked, and I say me too. All of a sudden, briefs are gone, and I’m looking at their beautiful dicks. I get hard quickly. They start kissing, and I watch as BF starts stroking friend’s dick. Watching my friend get hard and his BF get hard, I let out a soft moan. Voyeurism gets me going just as much as the act. I watch BF start to blow friend. My friend starts to grunt, and BF says to cum on him. That was enough for me to hear that I started to cum. They switch with BF lying down, and friend on knees, and he starts cumming on BF, spurt after spurt onto his chest until it leaks into his own hand and onto BF’s dick. BF strokes himself and adds his cum to his chest. I grab towels to clean up, and BF just tells me to get into bed with them. Lights turn off. I feel a hand rub my thigh for a while and then move to my dick. It’s BF; he’s in the middle. I feel a hand move my hand to BF’s dick. He’s hard, and we’re both stroking each other slowly. I then feel another dick brush against my hand, and I let go of BF now stroking friend’s dick, which is thicker. I try to grab BF’s dick with friend’s dick but doesn’t quite work out. But friend must sense what i’m trying to do, so he adjusts himself so i can grab both dicks together. Their dicks feel so good. BF says to turn on a light. So I let go and flip the switch on the lamp near me. BF asks if he can suck my dick. I look at friend, and friend says yeah suck his dick and suck mine. We both are on our knees on the bed while BF alternates blowing. I almost lost it when we ended up facing each other, and our dicks were frotting with BF’s tongue licking both. The feeling of his thick shaft rubbing on my shaft…I’m breathing hard. When I move away, friend asked why I stopped, and I say it’s because I’m too close. Friend says to shoot my load on BF’s chest, while he started pumping his dick in BF’s mouth. That’s all i needed to hear, and I do what he said. He pulls out his dick and sprays his cum on BF’s cheek and lips. I grab BF’s dick and stroke, and after friend stops cumming, he slips a wet finger in BF’s hole, and in no time, BF cums again. We clean up again, and exhausted, I fall asleep quickly.
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Many years ago, I was staying away with a best friend I grew up with. He's a straight and although good looking, I've never looked at him in "that" way because we grew up as friends and he's like a brother.
However, this one time, we were staying away together in a hotel in France, sharing a room. He came back in later than me, around 4 in the morning. He was very drunk. He had stayed out with this girl, and to be fair to him, he didn't want to bring her back to our shared room so at this ungodly hour of the morning I was woken up by him trying to get his key in the room door and fumbling/falling around the room getting ready for bed.
I pretended to stay asleep, mostly because if he discovered I was awake, he'd stay up for ages talking about the girl or some other general drunk talk and I was tired.
My friend is just bang on six foot tall. He is a slim built, football player. I've seen flashes of nudity over the years but always made a point to look away. Don't want to tease myself or even get those kinds of thoughts in my head for one of my best mates.
Anyway, as I stayed pretending to be asleep with my back turned to him in our shared double bed, I could hear the drunken struggles going on in the room. He struggled with his shoes, then his belt and his tee-shirt. Finally with a flop, I heard and felt him fall into the bed beside me.
I listened for a while as heavy breathing gave way to soft snoring. After 20mins or so, I judged he was asleep and thought it safe to get up and use the toilet knowing he would wake up.
I sat up in the bed looking out the window still with my back to him. The curtains were open and the room was quite bright with moonlight. I got up to go around the bed to the toilet and the sight struck me full on!
My friend was stretched out on top of the covers, lying on his back completely naked. It was like a classic artistic pose. He had one hand under the pillow, the other resting on his stomach. One leg straight and other slightly bent at the knee to open up his groin and give a full on view.
Oh my God! I froze! As I said, I had only seen brief flashes of nudity before and never dwelt on it. But here he was now on full display in all his sensual glory! He was a smooth, mid 20's guy. He had a slight glory trail that ran down to a trimmed but plentiful bush of dark pubic hair. And there, cradled in that valley lay a soft, huge, uncut cock! Lying to the left with the tip of his dark pink head visible like a monks tonsure at the top. He had two perfectly symmetrical balls that hung down between his legs. I was frozen taking in the scene. I stopped and started for a whole minute. He was easily 5 inches soft.
After a minute I snapped out of it and looked away and headed to the bathroom. I always pee sitting down when it's dark and late at night so as to not need the light and not miss the target. As I sat there I couldn't get the sight out of my mind! All those years of not thinking of my good looking friend like that just got washed away by the sight of him on display like that. I could feel my own loins starting to stir so I forced myself to get the image away and got up, pulled up my jocks and went back into the room.
I really tried not to look again but just couldn't do it. I looked again and let my eyes run the full length of his body from his feet to his face. I think that image will live forever, etched into my brain. I got back into bed and turned my back to him again. I felt like it was unfair to him to keep looking so I just turned away and tried my best to distract my thoughts. But my heart was pounding! I could hear the pulsing in my ears. And my mind wouldn't let it rest.
After another 20mins of this I could hear him move slightly and give some faint grunts. My mind was imagining what new position he was in. I couldn't stop wondering how that beautiful cock looked now, resting in its newest pose.
I turned over and opened my eyes. Again I stared in utter mesmirization. He was just beautiful in his nude pose. Gorgeous soft smooth body with this cock that looked like god himself took time out and made it by hand! The stirring and light grunts had evidently been an indicator to amorous dreams because his beautiful cock had stirred somewhat. Like a clock, the hand had moved from 8 to 10 and now had grown a bit. He wasn't fully erect but there was definitely an increase in blood flow. I could see more of his head now poking through his foreskin and it had darkened in color with the increased blood flow. He was now over 6 inches and still not fully erect.
I stared for the longest time. Taking in and savouring the view. My heart was pounding in my chest. The mouth was dry, my stomach was fluttering and my own cock was now rock hard! The hormones were pulsing. I was only 25 and although bisexual, had never been with a guy. I think at this point, this was the most homo-erotic experience of my life.
After more time had past with all of the bad voices speaking into my ear and only an impotent whisper in the other ear to talk me out of the bad thoughts, I leened over closer in the bed. I could hear the gentle sound of his breathing and watched the rise and fall of his chest. Closer. My face was now only a foot from his dick. I could see the slight quiver as his cock pulsed slightly with his heartbeat. Closer. I took a slow inhale through my nose and took in the aroma of his neat trimmed pubic hair. No touch, but I could get the scent. It was utterly enthralling. The blood was roaring in my ears... and elsewhere.
Closer. I leaned in and gently pressed my lips against the head. It was soft and cool. And the smell was driving me wild.
Eventually the good voices awoke and yelled in my ear. "what are you doing?!" "You perverted asshole!" "Leave your friend alone". "Don't do this to him!"
So I moved back to my own side of the bed. But I lay on my side still staring at the sight. Slowly my hand reached down to my own raging hard cock in my loose boxers. I started to masturbate. I have never in my life had the experience of masturbating without having to think of something. I just lay there, watching this sensually posed nude hot guy and jerked slowly. It didn't take long. You know one of those ejaculations that feels like it comes from the core of your being. It felt like I unloaded every essence of my desire when I came.
Soon after I got my breathing under control, I turned away and this time did get back to sleep. My boxers were drenched and I felt as sated as if I actually had had sex.
The next morning when I woke, my mind instantly raced through the events of the night. I slowly turned over begging the gods of fate and chance that he would still be on full nude display and that by now, morning wood would afford me the full view of his hard erect cock. I could even see it my mind. However, at some point in the night, the cool Mediterranean breeze through the window had made him find his sheets and he was now covered.
We got up next morning and everything was normal. I put those feelings and urges back into their box. No other events happened during the holiday. I never saw his full naked body like that again and our friendship went back to normal.
I am always torn as I think of that night. Half of me is guilty over betraying my friends privacy like that but the other still gets aroused just thinking about that night. That image has never dimmed in its clarity in my mind
However, this one time, we were staying away together in a hotel in France, sharing a room. He came back in later than me, around 4 in the morning. He was very drunk. He had stayed out with this girl, and to be fair to him, he didn't want to bring her back to our shared room so at this ungodly hour of the morning I was woken up by him trying to get his key in the room door and fumbling/falling around the room getting ready for bed.
I pretended to stay asleep, mostly because if he discovered I was awake, he'd stay up for ages talking about the girl or some other general drunk talk and I was tired.
My friend is just bang on six foot tall. He is a slim built, football player. I've seen flashes of nudity over the years but always made a point to look away. Don't want to tease myself or even get those kinds of thoughts in my head for one of my best mates.
Anyway, as I stayed pretending to be asleep with my back turned to him in our shared double bed, I could hear the drunken struggles going on in the room. He struggled with his shoes, then his belt and his tee-shirt. Finally with a flop, I heard and felt him fall into the bed beside me.
I listened for a while as heavy breathing gave way to soft snoring. After 20mins or so, I judged he was asleep and thought it safe to get up and use the toilet knowing he would wake up.
I sat up in the bed looking out the window still with my back to him. The curtains were open and the room was quite bright with moonlight. I got up to go around the bed to the toilet and the sight struck me full on!
My friend was stretched out on top of the covers, lying on his back completely naked. It was like a classic artistic pose. He had one hand under the pillow, the other resting on his stomach. One leg straight and other slightly bent at the knee to open up his groin and give a full on view.
Oh my God! I froze! As I said, I had only seen brief flashes of nudity before and never dwelt on it. But here he was now on full display in all his sensual glory! He was a smooth, mid 20's guy. He had a slight glory trail that ran down to a trimmed but plentiful bush of dark pubic hair. And there, cradled in that valley lay a soft, huge, uncut cock! Lying to the left with the tip of his dark pink head visible like a monks tonsure at the top. He had two perfectly symmetrical balls that hung down between his legs. I was frozen taking in the scene. I stopped and started for a whole minute. He was easily 5 inches soft.
After a minute I snapped out of it and looked away and headed to the bathroom. I always pee sitting down when it's dark and late at night so as to not need the light and not miss the target. As I sat there I couldn't get the sight out of my mind! All those years of not thinking of my good looking friend like that just got washed away by the sight of him on display like that. I could feel my own loins starting to stir so I forced myself to get the image away and got up, pulled up my jocks and went back into the room.
I really tried not to look again but just couldn't do it. I looked again and let my eyes run the full length of his body from his feet to his face. I think that image will live forever, etched into my brain. I got back into bed and turned my back to him again. I felt like it was unfair to him to keep looking so I just turned away and tried my best to distract my thoughts. But my heart was pounding! I could hear the pulsing in my ears. And my mind wouldn't let it rest.
After another 20mins of this I could hear him move slightly and give some faint grunts. My mind was imagining what new position he was in. I couldn't stop wondering how that beautiful cock looked now, resting in its newest pose.
I turned over and opened my eyes. Again I stared in utter mesmirization. He was just beautiful in his nude pose. Gorgeous soft smooth body with this cock that looked like god himself took time out and made it by hand! The stirring and light grunts had evidently been an indicator to amorous dreams because his beautiful cock had stirred somewhat. Like a clock, the hand had moved from 8 to 10 and now had grown a bit. He wasn't fully erect but there was definitely an increase in blood flow. I could see more of his head now poking through his foreskin and it had darkened in color with the increased blood flow. He was now over 6 inches and still not fully erect.
I stared for the longest time. Taking in and savouring the view. My heart was pounding in my chest. The mouth was dry, my stomach was fluttering and my own cock was now rock hard! The hormones were pulsing. I was only 25 and although bisexual, had never been with a guy. I think at this point, this was the most homo-erotic experience of my life.
After more time had past with all of the bad voices speaking into my ear and only an impotent whisper in the other ear to talk me out of the bad thoughts, I leened over closer in the bed. I could hear the gentle sound of his breathing and watched the rise and fall of his chest. Closer. My face was now only a foot from his dick. I could see the slight quiver as his cock pulsed slightly with his heartbeat. Closer. I took a slow inhale through my nose and took in the aroma of his neat trimmed pubic hair. No touch, but I could get the scent. It was utterly enthralling. The blood was roaring in my ears... and elsewhere.
Closer. I leaned in and gently pressed my lips against the head. It was soft and cool. And the smell was driving me wild.
Eventually the good voices awoke and yelled in my ear. "what are you doing?!" "You perverted asshole!" "Leave your friend alone". "Don't do this to him!"
So I moved back to my own side of the bed. But I lay on my side still staring at the sight. Slowly my hand reached down to my own raging hard cock in my loose boxers. I started to masturbate. I have never in my life had the experience of masturbating without having to think of something. I just lay there, watching this sensually posed nude hot guy and jerked slowly. It didn't take long. You know one of those ejaculations that feels like it comes from the core of your being. It felt like I unloaded every essence of my desire when I came.
Soon after I got my breathing under control, I turned away and this time did get back to sleep. My boxers were drenched and I felt as sated as if I actually had had sex.
The next morning when I woke, my mind instantly raced through the events of the night. I slowly turned over begging the gods of fate and chance that he would still be on full nude display and that by now, morning wood would afford me the full view of his hard erect cock. I could even see it my mind. However, at some point in the night, the cool Mediterranean breeze through the window had made him find his sheets and he was now covered.
We got up next morning and everything was normal. I put those feelings and urges back into their box. No other events happened during the holiday. I never saw his full naked body like that again and our friendship went back to normal.
I am always torn as I think of that night. Half of me is guilty over betraying my friends privacy like that but the other still gets aroused just thinking about that night. That image has never dimmed in its clarity in my mind
That's the most beautifully written, hot story.
FareTheeWell
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I got a message on Facebook this past weekend from a cute friend I haven't heard from in a couple of years because he moved to the midwest. We used to have a flirtation but never managed to hook up because we were both always so busy. I noticed that he sent me a short video in which he said, "Well, here it is." He lowered the front of his pants and let his cock flop out. It looked to be about five or six inches flaccid and he had a really nice natural brown bush. I couldn't see his balls. It made me wish we'd gotten together.
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