I woke up the next morning with a dry mouth and a throbbing headache. I definitely drank too much the night before. I managed to drag myself out of bed and stumble into the bathroom for a piss before heading downstairs for some water and food. I kept thinking about the night before, and the dramatic orgasm I'd heard coming from Gavin. I wondered if it was just because he was especially drunk and frustrated, or if he was putting it on for my sake. Either way, I hoped I'd hear it again. After eating some eggs and chugging some water, I made my way back upstairs, hoping to get some more sleep. After napping for another hour or so, I came back out feeling a lot better, going to the bathroom again. Coming out of the door, I noticed Gavin's door was slightly ajar. I hadn't heard any movement yet, so I guessed he'd gone to the bathroom and back to sleep while I was sleeping again. My heart began pounding, and my curiosity got the better of my anxiety.
I slowly, quietly crept towards his door. The way his room was set up meant that I would be able to see directly through the crack in the door to his bed. As he came into view, I could tell that he was still asleep, his eyes closed and a peaceful expression on his handsome, bearded face. His hair was a mess of cowlicks, which just seemed to make him even sexier. Surprisingly, I had never seen him shirtless before, and was delighted to see just how hairy he was. His slim but muscular chest was dusted with light brown hair which thickened into a dark swirl covering his stomach. He had dark brown nipples, fairly small, surrounded by swirl of hair. He was wearing just a pair of light grey boxer briefs, tight on him. At the tope I could see a tuft of pubic hair peeking from the waistband, while his hairy, muscular legs emerged from the trunks. The bulge they were containing looked prodigious, they were so tight I was able to make out the shaft of his cock and ample balls underneath them. As I watched, the package seemed to throb slightly, as if he was in the midst of an erotic dream. He shifted a little, straining the jeans and pushing his genitals out a little further. Not wanting to push my luck any further, I backed away from the door and went back downstairs, intending to roll a joint to start the day. A few moments later, I heard his door open, and he came lumbering down the stairs.
"Morning man," he mumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and reaching for the joint I offered him. He hadn't bothered putting a shirt on, and as he closed his eyes and took a deep hit I was able to study the nearly naked man in front of me more closely. It looked like his morning wood was starting to deflate a little, but his underwear was still very stuffed.
"What do you wanna get into today man?" he asked, plopping down on the couch beside me.
"I dunno. It's supposed to be pretty hot. Maybe go for a swim somewhere?"
"Hey, that sounds pretty good," he said. "We could grab some food and bring some beers with us. I know a good spot just outside the city."
"I mean, I was just thinking of one of the pools near here."
"Nah man, they're all gonna be packed today. Let's go out to the lake, nobody will be out there," he said, scratching his thigh and inadvertently causing his package to jiggle a little.
"I'm sold. Let's get ready and go, before it gets much hotter man."
"Word." He pumped his fist and stood up, stretching his arms over his head, his package barely 2 feet from my face. "Let me go get ready then."
Fifteen minutes later we had all out stuff together and were on the road. We stopped at a little corner store on the way to the spot and grabbed some food and a six pack of beer with Gavin's fake ID. It only took half an hour to get there, and we mostly just listened to music on the way there. Soon, we got to the park where the lake was, nestled in dense woods. We pulled up in the small parking lot, where there were only a couple other cars. It was the middle of the day on a Wednesday, and the little beach at the edge of the lake was completely empty, giving us free rein of the water. I guessed the people from the other cars were elsewhere in the large park.
We parked right next to the bathrooms and changing areas, grabbing our bags and heading into the building. It was a simple setup. On first entering the room, there was a row of stalls on one end and one long, metal trough for a urinal on the other. I loved these kind of urinals, where there were no privacy dividers and you could easily check out the various cocks on display. The room smelled strongly of stale piss.
Making a right from this bathroom areas, we were greeted with the changing area and shower, essentially one fairly large room with a long bench wrapping around 2 sides of the wall and directly facing the row of showers on the other side. Two tiled ledges about four feet high and projecting three feet from the wall enclosed the row of five shower heads, which were undivided just like the urinal trough. This basically meant that anybody changing or showering in this area could see anyone else doing the same, a space almost inadvertently designed for cruising. I really got off on these kinds of spaces, and still do, where men who are strangers to one another are casual about their nudity. I've seen all kinds of bodies and cocks in places like this.
"What did I tell you man? We basically have this place to ourselves!" Gavin said, as he started stripping off his shirt, revealing his furry torso.
"You were right buddy, this is gonna be really nice," I agreed, as I also stripped off my shirt. I was hairier than he was, my chest and stomach matted in thick black hair.
"Damn!" he said. "I didn't know you were so fucking hairy man!"
"It's those Italian genes man," I said, grinning back at him. "You're pretty hairy yourself there, buddy."
"True, but my hair isn't as thick as yours. Bet the guys love it," he said, playfully punching my arm a little.
"Oh yeah they do. What about the ladies, do they like hairy guys?"
"Some do, but anytime I'm with a girl they complain about getting hair in their mouths haha!"
I laughed along with him, but was thinking at the same time how little I would mind a mouth full of his chest or pubic hair...
Gavin turned to the bench, dropping his shorts to the ground and starting to pull off his tight gray boxer briefs, revealing his ass as he bent down to pull them off. His cheeks were muscular, and flexed with his movements, slightly splitting as he bent and showing off his hairy crack. He must have been pretty sweaty, because I got a good smell of his musk as he stripped down. I shucked off my own shorts, hoping he wouldn't notice my cock which had begun to fill out at the sight of a naked Gavin. Completely naked, he reached into his bag, rummaging for his bathing suit. I could see his ample looking balls swinging in their furry sack between his legs as he pulled up his suit, and could even see the head of his cock dangling there as well.
When both of us were suited up and ready to go, we exited the changing room and made our way out to the beach, laying a towel down on the sand. We walked over to the shore and started getting into the water. Despite the heat of the day, it was bracingly cold as we walked further in.
"Fuck that's cold!" Gavin said as we waded in far enough to start hitting our junk. "It's worst when it gets up to your balls!" I just laughed and agreed. Once we reached our stomachs, I decided to bite the bullet and submerge myself completely, diving under the water and swimming out a bit further. Coming up, I heard a splash and saw he'd decided to do the same, surfacing a few moments later gasping and splashing water everywhere.
"Feels good now!" I said.
"Still fucking freezing!" He gasped.
"Oh you'll get used to it!" I said, before diving again, and swimming towards him. I came up close to him, splashing him as I did, setting off a splash fight that lasted for several minutes. We laughed throughout, enjoying the refreshingly chilly water and our own fun. Gradually it petered out and we just sort of kicked our legs, staying in place and taking in the serene setting. Gavin floated on his back for a bit, closing his eyes and relaxing into the gently lapping water. I did the same, occasionally stealing glances at him. The wet material of his bathing suit clung revealingly to the swell of his cock and balls, a pronounced mound which rose prominently from his waist. After a little while of this, we made our way back to the shore to eat some food, drink some beers, and spark a joint. We were still alone on the beach, and enjoyed the warmth of the sun as we dried off and relaxed. After it got too hot, we got back in the water for a bit before deciding to get out of there and try to beat rush hour.
"I think I'm gonna rinse off real quick man," said Gavin as we went into the changing room.
"Me too, get that lake water off me," I said. He turned on one of the shower heads and walked over to the bench, shucking his bathing suit and hanging it on a hook on the wall. I also stripped off my suit and walked over to the shower head next to him.
"Just like gym class, right man?" he said, taking a pump of the soap on the wall and beginning to scrub up his hairy armpits.
"Yeah except now I can mostly control my boners," I joked, hoping I wouldn't get one in front og him.
"Haha! Well that makes one of us I guess!" he laughed back. Stealing a quick glance at his crotch I could see his cock had filled out a bit, bobbing slightly as he soaped up his torso.
"Are you just always horny?" I asked him.
"I can't help it man," he said, giving his lengthening cock a few soapy strokes. Any pretenses that I wasn't looking were gone as we both watched his cock throb, inflating and lengthening further with each of his heart beats. "The curse of not getting any, man."
I couldn't believe my eyes, or that he would deliberately let himself get hard in front of me. Jutting out from his hairy crotch was a cock easily as thick as my wrist, probably 6 inches around, a smooth shaft gently curving upwards towards a chunky looking mushroom head. The thing had to be 9 inches, an already substantial cock made more impressive on his slight frame. A hairy set of lowhangers dangled below the straining erection. My heart was pounding as I took in the sight, but I froze when I looked up and saw Gavin with a wide, toothy smile on his face.
"You wanna watch me jerk off?" he asked.
I couldn't speak, so I just nodded. With that, he took a firm grip of his cock and began fucking in and out of his fist, the wet slapping sound distinct over the rush of water from the shower. He did this for a few minutes, closing his eyes and getting into it. I was fully erect at this point, but just watched his performance, entranced. He opened his eyes just a bit, squinting over at me.
"Gonna come soon man," he said in a low whisper, almost a growl. He started stroking faster, wrapping his other hand around the thick shaft, and began breathing faster. Huffing and puffing he got himself closer and closer to the edge, when all of a sudden another man walked into the changing room. He hadn't noticed Gavin yet, his eyes just set forward towards the bench, but on seeing him enter Gavin loudly said,
"Oh fuck!" and began to cum, gasping loudly and growling with each shot. The guy noticed him saying that, and looked over in time to see Gavin unload eight thick ropes of cum onto the shower floor, landing with noticeable splats at least four feet away. Gavin's face was a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment, while the guy was simply shocked. He was a tall, burly looking middle aged guy with a light brown beard and very furry forearms and legs. He looked like a hot suburban dad, with nerdy eyeglasses and wedding ring to boot.
Finishing up his orgasm, Gavin quickly shut off the water and moved over to the bench, quickly putting on his clothes while avoiding the man's gaze. The guy was just standing in the same spot, eyes darting back and forth to Gavin and me. I also retreated to the bench, but stealing glances at the guy as I did I noticed a hefty looking cock beginning to tent his loose shorts. Gavin was hastily dressing, and out the door before I had pulled on my shorts. As I finished dressing and moved to leave the guy was smiling at me, his cock hardening and pushing out further. I grabbed my bag and started leaving, stopping briefly to give the guy's cock a tug, getting a nice handful of a thick and lengthy piece.
Gavin was waiting just outside, and we walked quickly to the car, silent at first but beginning to giggle a little, before getting in, closing the doors, and breaking out into laughter.
"Shit! I can't believe I got caught like that!" he laughed.
"It is a public shower after all man," I said, laughing along with him. As we pulled out of the lot our laughter began to die down.
"Man..." Gavin said, looking out of the window as we drove out of the park. "I never did anything like that before! But I gotta say..." At this he looked over at me. "It was a huge fucking turn on to show off like that."
"Such a fucking perv man!" I said, laughing at him and feeling my cock twitch. He just grinned back at me, and looked back out the window. I wondered what this new exhibitionist streak of his might lead to, and what might happen tonight when we would inevitably get wasted again.