My boyfriend of nearly 5 years has decided it was time to end things. I had lived at his house for a while now. I had thought we were going to be together forever but slowly cracks in the relationship has started to show and in the end he wanted to start a fresh. I stayed in the spare room for a few months while trying to find a new place to live. The ex was kind and didn't kick me out but as time went on it was getting harder and harder to live there emotionally. I was on all the regular websites looking for a new place, it was tricky as everywhere I found was either way out of my price range or a total dump.
In my late 20's, a happy (ish) openly gay man with plenty of gay friends I thought it would must easier and faster to find somewhere to live, I quickly found this was not the case and the search went on for some time. While my ex was being cool about it I knew I had to get out fast if there was any chance of us both moving on with our lives.
Eventually a friend of a friend mentioned he knew a guy looking for a new tenant . A gay house hold, all professional adults. No students. He passes on the live in land lords details to me. I sent the landlord, Rick a text. We arranged for me to come see the place the same day and before I knew it I was knocking on the door of the house.
He had explained there were 4 bed rooms. One for him, a house mate called Stu, the room I've be looking at and then a tiny box room that he used for storage. Rick opened the door to me and welcomed me in.
In his's 50's Rick the landlord was a shorter guy, good strong build. He explained he would cycle to work every day and that what kept up his fitness. Owning a small business in town he didn't often have time to go to the gym but the bike rides were certainly doing the trick.
He showed me around the house and eventually the room up for rent. It was large and spacious. Full length mirrors attached to the wardrobe oppersite the bed. A nice big desk for working from home on. It looked great. The house wasn't in the greatest location but the rent was cheap for London and I was never going to find a room this big for such a deal!
Rick wanted me to meet Stu to make sure we all got on. He had just arrived home as I was being shown the room. We headed downstairs to the living room where he was sat. Walking in the room Stu was completely naked and drinking a beer. He went in for a hand shake.
I was totally surprised and taken a back, why was he naked?! Looking back on it my face must have said it all. Out of pure instinct I raised my hand to shake his hand and say hello. I couldn't tell but I felt like I could feel my face going red. As Stu was introducing himself Rick was also stripping down. He asked if I wanted a beer. I may have answers too fast when I spat out `yes!' Rick left for the kitchen while Stu and I sat down.
Stu introduced himself. He has been living in the house for a few years. He was a free lance gardener, from America. His body was insane. He definitely hit the gym. Late 40's. Beefed out chest and arms. Strong legs. A hairy chest. He was giving daddy vibes. As Rick walked back in passing me his beer his cock swing from side to side. I couldn't help but stare.
We were making small talk when it came out of no where...
Stu : So did you wanna get naked ?
I didn't know how to respond. I looked to Rick and blurted it out
Me : Erm... why are you both naked? Is this some sort of sex thing?
I was so red from embarrassment
Rick looked confused and looked at Stu and then back at me.
Rick explained this was a nudist house and genuinely thought I had been told that before coming to see the house. Both him and Stu were now stating to get a bit red. They had welcomed a non nudie in to their home and exposed themselves fully.
I swear I saw Stu twitch a bit.
I took a swig of my beer and explained I had no idea nudist homes were a thing!
Stu : Sorry man, probably given you a bit of a shock there. You ok?
Stu slowly put his hand over his cock to cover it.
Me : Erm yeah ...
I'm not the shy kind but this certainly took me by surprise
Rick : We are looking for someone comfortable to be naked in the house with other nudists. We're not a `sex house' if that's what you're thinking. We all just enjoy being comfortable around the house no clothes, no attitude. I'm sorry that wasn't explained to you by your friend before.
Rick was reaching for his pants getting ready to see me out.
This was the first place I had seen in my price range that wasn't a mess. The guys seemed nice enough. Both easy on the eye. I thought of my ex and going back to the depressing spare room, I couldn't stand it.
Me : Look .... I.... really need somewhere to live. I'm fresh out of a break up and need somewhere where new.... this place seems great and if you'll have me I'd like the room
Stu smirked a bit. Sipping his beer slowly.
Stu : And the clothes? He laughed
Rick : Only do what you feel comfortable with
My head was spinning. I thought fuck it and stood up. I took my shirt and jeans off. Standing in front of them on just my briefs. I couldn't tell if I was terrified or a bit excited. I dropped my briefs and stood there naked. Beer in hand.
They both stood up and stepped toward me. There naked bodes inches away from me. They both leant in with their beers. Stu grinning ear to ear. Rick had a sweet smile.
Rick : Welcome to the house
Stu : Cheers!
We clinked out beer bottles together. Stu patted me on the back and laughed.
I think I twitched a little.
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