This story & those that follow are completely fictional. Any likeness is purely coincidental. More parts to come soon.
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I woke the next morning, the sun peeking through the slats in the blinds onto my face, flickering constantly by the tree branches swaying through the rays by the breeze. I opened my eyes the tiniest amount to see that it was, in fact, morning even though I could sleep much longer. I hadn't quite decided yet if I would give in to morning and open my eyes to start the day, or if I wanted to pull the covers over my head and continue with another attempt at sleep. I start to pull the covers up towards my face when I feel the sheets graze my naked dick and it hits me. My eyes pop open and my heart quickens its pace as I remember what had happened the previous night.
Ben had, once again, been naked in front of me, giving sight to his hairy cock, balls, and fit body. But he had also convinced me to drop-trou (in front of him!) and sleep naked. My mind was speeding back over the events that had happened in milliseconds. How we had talked freely, finally, about being naked, how he was so comfortable, the locker room showers, my pubes?, and even Ethan's uncut cock.
My heart was still beating quicker which meant I wouldn't be able to fall back to sleep now. I finally turned my head to see Ben's bed empty, once again, and I didn't have a clue where he was this morning. I threw my arms above my head, stretching high and tight, pointing my toes to their limit to stretch every muscle. I grunted at the end of the stretch and let my body relax back to its resting position. I laid there looking up at the ceiling, and then as if I had expected it to somehow have magically changed, lifted the covers to see if I was still naked under the sheets. To no surprise, I was still bare-ass naked, my dick slowly growing to full mast as if to say good morning.
I thought of giving in to the desire to stroke my cock but the sudden demand to pee overtook me and I had to go to the bathroom. Throwing back the covers, I stood up, my cock sticking out perpendicular to my body, slightly angled to the left. I walked to the bathroom and emptied my bladder, relief falling over me. As I did, my boner began to fall without so much pressure behind it. I was still chubbed up a bit however as I flushed the toilet and headed back into the bedroom, still undecided on if I was in for a edging session or if I would hold off until later.
I opened the bathroom door and stepped out into the bedroom. I made it a couple of steps out when the bedroom door opened. Surprised, my first instinct was to cover my junk and stand still. Ben walked in, also naked, carefully holding 2 cups of coffee. As he stepped in, he saw me, stopped for a second, his eyes going straight my hands covering myself.
He tilted his head slightly to the left with a grin & a chuckle and said, "C'mon dude. You don't have to cover yourself. I've already seen your dick."
I quickly released my dick and balls and let my hands hang to the side. He continued in the door, closing it behind him and handed me one of the cups of coffee.
"Thought you might want some caffeine," he said as I gladly took the mug from him.
"Thanks, I appreciate it, " I said. "And.. uh.. sorry for that. I just wasn't sure who was walking in. I thought it could have been one of the other guys."
Ben chuckled again. "You don't have to be sorry, Will. But it truly isn't a big deal. And even it was Ethan or Logan walking in, they wouldn't mind either. And besides, it's your room."
"Yeah, you're right," I agreed.
I took the mug to my bed, as did Ben. I carefully sat down on the bed making sure not to spill the coffee. I had instincts to grab the covers to cover myself as I sat there, across the room from Ben, but I didn't want toooo... (didn't want to what? what was it? didn't want to disappoint Ben? didn't want to offend him? I wasn't sure what it was exactly, but after what he said I felt like it would be better to just let it all hang out.) Ben leans on one elbow while laying on his side, one leg bent up while the other is laid flat, almost in a 'paint me like one of your french girls' type of way, which was typical of him. I sit, my legs criss-crossed, not trusting myself not to spill the coffee by lying down with it.
"Got any plans for the day?" Ben asks and takes a sip from his mug.
"Nah, I don't think so. Probably just gonna hang around here," I respond. "What about you?"
"Not too much. I need to run by the store and pick up some notebooks and pens and stuff for classes," he said.
"I probably need some too, I just don't feel like going anywhere," I said, blowing at the steam coming from my mug.
"If you tell me what you need, I can just pick it up for you while I'm there," Ben offered.
"Cool! Thanks. I don't need much, but I'll make you a list."
And then, it hit me like getting slapped in the face and I had to ask.
"Wait, did you walk out there naked to get the coffee?"
"Yeah..why?"
I stuttered, knowing I would have been uncomfortable doing the same, "Well, it.. it's just risky, ya know. One of the other guys could've seen."
Ben kind of squinted his eyes, "I mean.. Logan came in to get some coffee while I was waiting for it to finish brewing."
My eyes got wide, "What did he say?" I could only imagine. Did he laugh? Was he surprised? Was it weird?
Ben looked confused. "He said.. Good morning... ?"
"Oh," was all I could say. My mind was racing, as it had been doing a lot recently, trying to process all the changes that were happening in the apartment.
"You alright?" Ben asked. He could tell I was almost doing calculations in my head.
"Yeah. I just... I dunno.. I guess you're just more comfortable than me."
He stifled a laugh. "Don't worry. It'll get easier for you. I mean look at yourself. Just a couple days ago, you wouldn't have been able to sit here like you are now. (he gestured a hand toward me) Naked & talking to me like it's no big deal. Before long, you'll be walking around the whole house, letting your dick swing in the wind no matter who's around!
He then let out a chuckle and I matched him. He was right. There was no way I could've guessed that I would be doing this a few days ago. Stark naked in front of my friend, who was also stark naked. I also realized that I wasn't trying to fight my eyes as much to see his dick. The shock of seeing him had somewhat worn off. Don't get me wrong, it was still nice to look at. At all of him really. But in the beginning I guess I was worried that I wouldn't get another chance to see him, so I had to take in as much as I could. Now, knowing that I'm going to see it regularly, if I didn't get an eye full at that moment, I knew I could later. However, thinking of this, my eyes quickly darted below his waist as he took another gulp. There it was, hanging down across his leg. Also, it was interesting in the time that he had been naked in front of me, he hadn't had any issues with boners. I hadn't either, but mine was due mostly to being self conscious and worried about the weirdness of it all. He obviously wasn't worried or weirded out. But I still hadn't seen him hard yet. I wonder how big his dick actually got.
We sat there, chatting while we finished our coffee. Ben turned up his mug, letting the last few drops of caffeine fall onto his tongue. He sat the mug on his bedside table and stood up.
"I better go. The sooner I get this done, the sooner I can get back here and just relax the rest of the day," Ben said as he started searching for clothes to put on.
"If only you could just go to the store naked," I joked.
"Dude. You have no idea how bad I wish I never had to wear clothes anywhere," he said as he pulled some gym shorts on. He was apparently going to be freeballing today.
I sipped the last of my coffee while he pulled a shirt over his head, my eyes catching his very visible bulge through the thin gym shorts.
"Ya know, they might have to frisk you before they let you in the store with you carrying that weapon," I said nodding at his bulge and burst out laughing.
"Hey, ya gotta give people something to look at," he said with a devious grin and laughed as he left the room.
After Ben left I figured I would take me empty mug to the sink. And no matter what Ben had said, I knew I wasn't at the point yet where I would be comfortable to walk out into the living room or kitchen with my dick on display. Who knows, maybe I would be there someday. But today was not that day. I went to my dresser to pick out some clothes, quickly realizing that I would only need a pair of underwear and not a whole outfit. I pulled open the top drawer which contained all of my underwear, or at least just the clean ones. I had several options to choose from. I went with a blue pair of boxer briefs which made my ass look pretty good, if I did say so myself. I carefully put one leg in at a time and slipped them over myself feeling them snug against my ass. I pushed my hand down the front to position my dick and balls correctly. Getting them in just the right spot, I grabbed my mug and opened the door. I half expected Logan to be in the living room since he had been there when Ben was getting coffee, but he was nowhere to be found. Instead, Ethan was on the couch with the TV on quietly. He looked back as he heard the door open. I could just see his bare shoulders from where I was standing, so I knew he was at least down to his underwear like we had all agreed to be comfortable with. But Ben had already graduated somewhat to being completely nude. Had Ethan also gotten wind of this? Would he also be naked, just sitting on the couch, waiting to see if I would notice or be weirded out? There was only one way to find out. I started walking into the living room but turned towards the kitchen to drop off my mug.
As I stepped forward Ethan smiled & said, "Morning buddy. I figured you would have gone with Ben to the store."
"Nah. I figured I'd just stay in, but that reminds me. I need to send him a list." I replied. Then I added, "And besides, I didn't really want to get all dressed just to go out."
I said this to gauge his reaction and possibly prepare myself for what I might or might not see once I made my way toward the couch & loveseat.
"I understand that!" he agreed.
After placing my mug in the sink I walked back into the living room. As I got closer to the couch I gradually got to see more and more of his body. First just his shoulders, then a little lower, the beginning of his chest, then a little lower. I finally turned around the end of the loveseat and got a full look at Ethan, leaning back against the couch and over the arm. There he was.. in another pair of boxers. This should have been what I expected, but for some reason I felt my heart drop a little. But why? I guess maybe because Ben had talked about his dick the night before? I had to admit, I was a little disappointed. I was intrigued by the fact that Ethan was uncut. I had never seen an uncut dick (or any dick other than Ben's) in real life before. Only in some porn videos that I had seen. But the pornos usually spent more time on the girl rather than the guy, so I never really got a good look at one. I was just curious. I sat down on the couch next to Ethan and got comfortable.
"Whatcha watching?" I asked.
"Just some stupid reality show," he replied. "Couldn't find anything else on and I got tired of looking."
"Ahh, I gotcha."
My mind still wasn't awake 100%. We just sat there for a minute both staring at the television. It didn't take long with a not-so-awkward silence before Ethan filled it. It was almost as if he knew I was wanting to eventually talk about it.
"So how are things going with you and Ben sharing a room?"
"Oh it's really not that bad," I replied. "I mean, you know Ben. He's a good guy. Not a bad roommate to have to share with."
"Well that's good," Ethan said. "I'm sure this will just bring y'all even closer together."
"Uhh yeah," I started, stifling a chuckle. "We're definitely..uh..bonding."
"What do you mean?" he asked, looking a little confused.
"Well you know how the underwear thing was his idea right?"
"Of course."
"Well he's already moved on to being comfortable... completely naked."
Ethan let out a good hearty laugh. "Yeah, that doesn't surprise me."
I laughed with him. "I mean, it's all good and fine," I went on, "it just takes some getting used to, I guess."
Ethan repeated himself. "Yeah doesn't surprise me at all. Ben was always the first one in the locker rooms with his clothes off and usually the last one to put clothes back on after his shower."
Laughter filled the small space between us.
"So this really isn't anything knew.." I mentioned, and Ethan agreed.
I continued, "He was telling me that the locker room is how he got so comfortable with being naked around other people."
"Yeah, same for me," he replied. "No time to be shy about it. Ya gotta get in and get out. And after a while, you don't even think about it any more."
"That's what Ben was telling me when he was trying to help me get comfortable with doing the same.." I trailed off at the end, not knowing if it was okay to talk about? The fact that we had spent the night before naked together in our room.
"Oh, he's got you getting naked too?" Ethan asked.
Shit. Maybe it is weird. Maybe I wasn't supposed to mention it. But Ben seemed like it wasn't a big deal. But maybe it was just meant for us in our room?
"Yeah. Haha. He has.." I stammered.
"Again, not surprised," Ethan said matter of factly. "Pretty soon, he'll have us all running around here with our dicks out."
We both laughed at this, because the thought was funny, and also probably true. I tried to gauge the situation, and since we were already on the subject, I thought this might be the time to mention it.
"Ben was talking about all the guys in the locker room. Like their pubes and dicks and stuff.." I trailed off again.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," I replied. I had to make this sound casual. "He even mentioned that you were uncut. I had no idea."
I tried not to look at his face when I said this. Tried to make it seem more of a statement than to let on that I was curious. Since I looked away when saying this I couldn't see his reaction. If he thought it was a weird thing for me (or Ben) to bring up. But before I could put too much thought into it he replied.
"Oh yeah. He always got a kick out of that." He gave a half chuckle.
He seemed pretty nonchalant about it. So I pushed it a bit further.
"Hmm. Interesting.. " Shit. This has to sound weird. "I've never even seen an uncut dick."
After the words came out of my mouth, I knew I must've fucked up. There was no way that didn't sound like I wanted to see his dick. He's gonna think I'm some weirdo. Or that I'm like, coming onto him or something. But again, before I could put too much thought to it, Ethan replied.
He took both hands and went for the open fly at the front of his boxers. He held one side open while reaching in with the other to grab his dick and swiftly pulled his cock out of the fly. Sure enough, Ethan was uncut. The foreskin covering his dickhead, just the piss hole able to show through the opening.
"Well there ya go!" Ethan laughed and I quickly joined him, relieved that he wasn't weirded out and also not believing that I had now seen TWO of my friends' dicks.
I sat there beside him as he held his dick in his hand, wiggling it between his fingers. He was completely soft, but could tell that he had some size to him. This still seemed weird and a little wrong to me, but I also couldn't take my eyes of his cock. I didn't want him to tuck it away just yet, and honestly I was still curious.
"So.. it's just extra skin then.." I stated but almost as if asking a question.
"Yeah," he agreed, "it just covers the head of my dick. Some people have more than others."
"Oh really?" I ask.
"Yeah, some guy's foreskin covers the entire head and even the piss slit. They have to slide it back to pee sometimes."
We're looking at each other now as we talk, but he's still holding his dick in his hands.
"I gotcha... So.. you can just slide it back any time you want?" I ask. I really had no experience or information with uncut dicks. Again, this wasn't something we talked about at all until recently.
"Yeah, you just grab the foreskin and slide it back."
As Ethan said this, he carefully grabbed hold of the end of his foreskin and slowly pulled it back revealing his dick head completely. It was surprisingly quite large now that I could see it in it's entirety. The end shining with the foreskin bunched up behind the edge of the head.
"And then you can just pull it back up to normal?" I asked, seeing how much I could get out of him before he decided enough was enough and pulling his dick back through his fly.
"Yeah, you can just slide it up and back down."
He did just as he said and slid his foreskin back and forth over his dickhead, in what I can only imagine is how he jacks off when he's alone. As he did this a few times, me watching as he did, I felt a stir in my own tight boxer briefs. I looked away, hoping that taking my eyes off his dick would possibly deter my own body from reacting. As I looked away toward the hall near the front door, I saw Logan standing there watching us on the couch with his eyebrows raised. When I noticed him the stirring in my underwear immediately went away. Fuck. How long has he been there? How much has he seen? How does this look? It can't look good. Us sitting next to each other, Ethan's dick out, him moving his foreskin up and down his dick. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
"Well.." Logan started, eyebrows still raised. Hearing this, Ethan looked up quickly realizing that Logan was now in the room.
"Looks like I wasn't invited to the party," Logan continued. As he said this, a slow grin creeped across his face.
Wait... what?... What the fuck was about to happen?