Here’s a story where dick slippage led to more, for those who like this stuff. OK this is a bit long but I wanted to get a lot of detail in, so here goes. I hope you guys like it.
In the 1990s I crewed on an Italian charter sailboat in Croatia and soon discovered that it was dickslip heaven. Our skipper and his girlfriend were rather free spirited and, between that, the summer heat, and the fact that there were plenty of nude beaches, after the first day or most guys started freeballing, giving many opportunities for exciting views. Also, when you’re on a sailboat, you’re usually sitting most of the time and the deck is full of gear, so it’s hard to sit “composed”.
The boat was 48 feet and had four double cabins, two in front with a double berth and two at the back with bunk berths. This time the skipper assigned me to share a double berth cabin with a 20-year-old named Jamie (not his real name). He was tall and lithe, with a quick smile and an easy-going demeanor, and was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of short shorts that accented his legs and made you just ache to peek inside.
When Jaime sat down on the bunk in the cabin to put his stuff away his balls slid out of the leg of his shorts into full view, revealing that he didn’t have any underwear on. I started putting my stuff away too but kept stealing glances between his legs, trying not to be obvious.
We cast off about a half hour later, motored out of the marina, got the sails up and got on course. It was warm but not too hot, the wind was light and so I went onto the foredeck to just relax and get some sun.
After a few minutes Jaime came forward to join me, and lounged on a sailbag in front of me. To my delight, his balls slipped out again and the way he had his leg arranged I could see up into his shorts, just perceiving the outline of his shaft draped over his left thigh. We started chatting, and Jaime wanted to know all about me, what I did and so on. I was happy to keep up my side of the conversation despite the distraction, but it wasn’t easy because his cock had begun to slip out of his shorts too. At a certain point he shifted slightly in his shorts and his whole cock slid out into view for me to admire while he kept on chatting.
I wondered how much he was aware of his display, as I found myself quite challenged to keep from staring. His cock was medium size, cut, and perfectly proportioned. It was clear that he kept his pubes closely cropped but not shaven, although his balls were hairless. I was totally hard by then and fortunately the way I was sitting kept the fact hidden.
The question of whether or not he was aware of his incredibly sexy display was, to me at least, resolved when we heard the footsteps of another crewmember coming forward, and Jaime changed position and deftly slipped his cock back into his shorts, pulling down the hem to try to stay covered (with only partial success) while continuing to talk nonchalantly. Whether or not he was doing it on purpose, he had known how much he was showing and had decided who could see and who couldn’t.
Fast forward to the evening. It must have been around 11, the two of us were sitting on the foredeck , and Jaime asked me if I minded if he slept naked in the bunk with me. I had the choice either of saying that I didn’t mind, or offering him some of my own underwear to sleep in. The truth was I didn’t mind at all if he slept naked in the bunk that we were about to share, and the thought excited me, so I said sure. With that he went down below to get ready for bed.
I heard movement below the deck as Jaime entered our cabin. The transparent hatch was closed, but I could see inside the cabin when he turned on the light. Bathed in the glow of the lights, the first thing he did was unbutton and step out of his shorts, remaining completely naked. For sure one had to say that he was comfortable with nudity! His cock and balls now swung freely between his legs like ripe, tempting fruit. He glanced up and saw me staring, and waved with a big smile making no effort to cover up. Climbing up on the bunk he opened the hatch and said, “We better sleep with this open, it might get hot in here tonight!”
I started getting hard immediately and told myself, what the heck. Entering the cabin I saw that Jaime had already arranged all the sheets and was lounging on his back, facing me, with his flaccid cock draped across his thigh, and he smiled when he saw me. I smiled back and then thought, OK, who cares, and said I think I’ll sleep naked too.
With that I took my clothes off and my erection sprung free, and I felt Jaime’s eyes linger on it. I didn’t remember my cock being any harder than it was now, bobbing skyward, mute testimony of my sexual excitement. No one had propositioned the other for sex, but there was that strong undercurrent between us, like electricity, and there was no denying that I wasn’t interested. I wasn’t going to make the first move, if there was one to be made, but my erection made it clear that if Jaime took the initiative I wasn’t going to be offended, because a hard cock usually likes to be pleasured.
I got into bed and realized that our feet were touching, as the bunk tapered towards the bow. Jaime mumbled something, and slowly, he moved his hand towards my groin and slowly wrapped his fingers around my balls, fondling them gently. That was the beginning of a week in which every night sperm flew in the forward cabin.