Date: Mon, 1 Oct 2018 13:27:52 -0500
From: Gmail <txkdude71854@gmail.com>
Subject: There?s just something about a shower

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This is the third installment of my adventures with a buddy I was lucky
enough to have made acquaintance with. Combined, the three stories
chronicle my adventures of same sex discovery.

Looking back, I realize the roots of the adventure I'm about to share with
you go back to my teenaged years. I distinctly remember the summer of
1976. In July of that year, my family made the trip to Oregon to visit with
my dad's family. During part of our stay, we met up with my aunt, uncle and
seven cousins as they were camping along the coast. Being a 16-year-old, I
took advantage of my free time and went on a journey of discovery. I spent
several hours alone, along the coast checking out the sea life in the
various tidal pools before heading back to the campground and exploring the
bathroom facility. Once inside I discovered that In addition to the
commodes and urinals, were four partitioned showers. I heard water running
in two of them, as well as, and ongoing conversation between the two
apparent friends who were taking showers.  Having realized a couple years
prior that I was way more curious about what guys looked like naked than
girls. It quickly dawned on me that this might be the rare perfect
opportunity to see a couple naked guys.

I cautiously proceeded to the closest shower stall, peeping through the gap
in the door only to see a closed white vinyl shower curtain. I did not let
this temporary setback deter me and quickly moved my attention to the
second stall.  Peering inside this stall I got a momentary glimpse of flesh
belonging to an older teenaged kid who'd stepped out of the shower and was
in the process of drying his hair with a towel. Suddenly, the tranquility
was interrupted by the occupant of the first stall... He yelled out,
"Scott, there's someone looking in your shower!" My heart raced, panic set
in as I turned around and flew out the door and ran back to my campsite
hoping they had not gotten a good enough glimpse of me to track me down and
beat the shit out of me for trying to see their cocks. I kept a low profile
the remainder of the day and we left for home later that evening.

In spite of me striking out in that Oregon campground shower house ... I
didn't give up and over the next couple of years I perfected my
techniques. On a camping trip at Disney World's Fort Wilderness Campground
I finally hit the jackpot. I discovered that the gaps between the showers
were wide enough that if you stood in the shower itself and looked through
the gap you could see the dudes on either side of you as they entered or
exited the shower and dried off.  My very first conquest was a father and
his two young sons. The dad apparently washed up the two young boys and
made them exit the shower stall before he finally washed up himself. The
two boys just stood there for a few minute, in the changing area, dripping
wet. I waited, my heart racing with anticipation, looking through the gap
until I heard the water being turned off and the man who fathered the boys,
parted the curtain and exited his tiled shower stall and joined them. My
eyes immediately honed in on his beautiful flaccid cut cock. It was
surrounded by a patch of thick, jet black, public hair that trailed upward
to his navel. His dangling set of hairy balls completed his magnificent
package! I was totally mesmerized by it and by the fact that both boys were
the product of him using it. I couldn't have asked for a better viewing
opportunity. Even though I managed to see a couple more guy's dicks that
week, the black haired father of two was my absolute favorite.

I bought a camping trailer in my late twenties and went on family camp outs
as often as I could. I managed to see a few dozen men over the years in
campground showers and beach changing rooms. Several of them I can still
picture clearly in my head to this very day. Their flaccid cocks dangling
there before my eyes, unbeknownst to them I was storing images of their
naked bodies away for use in my future jack off fantasies.

I saw dudes of every age, size and of several races but always preferred
guys around my age or a little younger. A couple of my favorite memories
include the time, on the Texas Gulf Coast, that a cute, badly sunburned
shaggy, blonde headed teenager was in an adjacent shower I peeped through
the gap and got a perfect frontal view of him and instantly discovered he
was sporting a perfectly formed, very erect maybe 5 or 6 inch, cut cock,
surrounded by a patch of blonde public hair and a smallish set of
balls. He'd reach down and stroke it a time or two but then suddenly, the
door of the shower house bursts opens and a man barged in shouting, "Andrew
what the hell is taking you so long?!"  I continued watching as the
teenager, I now knew was named Andrew, frantically grabbed his bulky cargo
shorts, quickly cramming his still very erect cock into them before zipping
them up and hastily exiting the facility. I'd seen several flaccid cock by
now, but this was the first, I'd been lucky enough to see erect!

One of my favorite campgrounds was in a State Park in an adjacent State to
where I live . The showers there were set up where there were just partial
walls between the three shower stalls and the openings were wide
open. Anyone sitting on the changing bench was lucky enough to have a
perfect, unobstructed view of all three wide open stalls. I entered the
facility one evening and immediately noticed the upper chest, shoulders and
head of a really nice looking college aged dude standing in the very last
stall. I walked the short distance and sit down on the bench. The dude was
extremely friendly and he engaged me in conversation while I was
undressing. I of course took the opportunity to check out his incredibly
nice looking naked body from head to toe! He had a swimmer's build. His
well defined chest was void of any hair.  There was a very nice bush of
untrimmed brown public hair above his soft, maybe 4 inch circumcised
cock. Two nice sized balls, pulled up close to his cock, completed the
package! He was obviously very comfortable being naked in front of other
guys. I jumped in the adjacent shower and lathered up.  He got dressed and
left a few minutes later leaving me alone with just the incredible memories
of what I'd just seen. I knew someone could enter the showers at any moment
but I didn't care, I had to take the risk. I stroked my cock to an erection
and fervently jacked off to the mental images of the guy who had minutes
earlier stood naked just a few feet away from me.

And then there was the one time the cards were turned on me and I caught a
fully clothed young teenaged kid openly checking me out while he knelt down
and slowly pretended to tie his shoes right in front of the stall as I
stood naked, in the changing portion of the stall.  (I'd intentionally left
the shower curtain at the entrance partially open.) I just stood there,
pretending as if I didn't know he was watching and let him check out my
naked mid thirty year old body for as long as he wanted. The kid appeared
to be totally infatuated, perhaps it was the first adult cock he'd ever
seen, maybe he was uncut and he'd not seen a cut cock before, perhaps he
too had discovered he liked seeing naked guys over girls. Who knows! I
myself discovered that in addition to the joys of checking out other naked
guys, I sort of enjoyed playing the part of an exhibitionist occasionally
as well.

As far as I know, other than the one time in Oregon, I only got caught
looking one other time.  It was at a State Park in the Florida Keys. I
entered the shower house and heard water running in one stall, I walked
over to the door, peered in and saw a totally naked boy, in his early
teens, standing there facing the door. I could tell by the very small patch
of light brown public hair at the base of his rather small flaccid cock
that he had only recently entered puberty.

Seconds later, it became apparent that he had seen an eye peeping through
the gap in the door. Both of his hands instantly dropped in front of his
dick in an instinctive effort to shield it from any further view.  To this
day I feel somewhat guilty for invading the kid's privacy and hope that my
couple second glimpse at his still developing manhood didn't somehow
traumatize him. But here's the thing about peeping into shower
stalls... you never know who or what you might see standing there before
your eyes.  I have to go on record here just to clarify that I'm in no way
into kids that age, I'm totally into full grown, fully developed, hairy
chested men, but with that being said, I was somewhat fascinated briefly
seeing a kid who was apparently just starting his journey into manhood.

That was then, this is now. My out-of-town buddy, who I've had several
previous adventures with, had been coming to town for physical therapy for
his workplace injury every week or so. While in town he was also going to
the gym to workout. I texted him one day and asked if he showered at the
gym to which he responded back with a "no." I responded back with a shame
on him for not allowing other gym members the opportunity to see him in all
his naked glory! He jokingly said, he was sort of afraid he'd get a hard
on.

I didn't miss a beat and quickly texted him an alternative option.  I told
him, the next time he was in town and after his workout, I'd rig him up a
shower, on my secluded back porch, and since it would just be he and I
there, him getting hard wouldn't be a problem! He tentatively agreed, under
one condition... he said, "I would have to help him."

The plan was simple, involving just a 50 foot garden hose, an adjustable
spray nozzle, a small bar of soap, liberated during a recent hotel stay, a
bath towel, and of course a supply of water.  A simple nail, pounded in a
4x4 post, at just the right height, completed the setup.

I thought....what the hell, I might as well put it to the test.  I was just
sitting there on the porch, in the stifling August heat and humidity, and
had 30 minutes before anyone would be home. I strung up the hose, turned
the water on, stripped all my clothing off and stepped under the flow of
cool water. Honestly, it felt amazing. The sensation of the cold water
spraying on my naked body combined with the thrills associated with being
naked outside were stimulating enough that in just a matter of moments my
cock was rock hard. I enjoyed myself for a few more minutes before,
shutting off the water, drying off and getting dressed, all the while
dreaming of the day I could put my plan into action for real.

All the logistics were worked out, the only thing I was unsure of was if I
could actually convince my buddy to be a willing participant in my scheme.

The following week he was back in town and I'd prearranged to take an
extended late lunch so I could meet up with him after his physical therapy
and work out at the gym.  He met me at work and we jumped in my truck and
made the 12 minute trip to my house. We talked about stuff going on in his
life mostly during the drive and when we pulled into the drive, I gathered
my courage and simply asked..."How about that shower?" To which he replied,
"Whatever you want me to do is fine."

That's all I needed to hear, I sprang my plan into action, grabbing the
hose and dragging it back to the porch.  Positioning it in my predetermined
location and seconds later I had the water flowing and turned to him and
said, "There you go." Without any further commentary he sat this phone and
wireless headphones on the bar, pulled off his shirt, shoes and then
proceeded to lower his black nylon shorts and underwear.  I set down in a
barstool a mere 6 foot away from where the water was spraying onto the
deck. A couple seconds later I looked over and there before my eyes he was,
completely naked, walking the short distance over to the spraying water.
Sitting there I unzipped my fly and extracted my cock and started stroking
it while watching him begin his shower.

I watched excitedly as his callused soapy hands massaged his flaccid cock.
It went from soft to fully erect in just a matter of seconds and was
pointing straight out, like it was proud to be attached to such a man. This
was like a lifetime's dream come true for me, openly watching as this
beautiful, wet and muscular man showered before my eyes.  It was indeed a
fantasy being fulfilled right before my eyes, no peeping through gaps in
stalls, no momentary glances at something I wasn't supposed to be seeing
but instead a totally unobstructed, three dimensional view of my friend in
all his naked glory!

Several seconds into my adventure I remembered the one condition he'd made
when accepting my offer...that I had to "help. " I got up off the stool,
and proceeded to walk the short distance where he was standing naked on the
porch. Still stroking my erection. I immediately asked for the bar of soap,
took it from his hand and used it to continue lathering up his ridgid cock,
balls and his trimmed black public hair.  Moving in closer I arranged my
body where my erect, circumcised cock and his larger uncircumcised cock
were now side be side, mine pointing toward him, his darker skinned one
pointing ever so invitingly toward me. I looked down and was totally
mesmerized by the contrast between the two, and how fucking amazing it felt
to be stroking both, soapy, wet dicks simultaneously!  With my other hand I
reached up and lathered up both of his nipples before returning to my seat
and and eagerly watching him for a few more seconds before asking if he
minded if I video him. He nodded his head and said, "Sure go ahead." I
recorded several seconds of him casually stroking his erect cock before
sitting my phone down and telling him to, "Come here dude."

He then stepped out of the spray, walked the short distance over to the
adjacent barstool, and sat down. I immediately got up, stooped over and
took ahold of his still wet, slightly soap scented cock, before eagerly
lowering my mouth over it.  I spent the next few minutes savoring every
inch of his fully erect, magnificent cock. Licking up and down it's entire
length.  Swirling my tongue around it's head, sucking on one then the other
of his balls. All the while slowly and silently jerking my own erection.

I looked up and now the cards were turned, where I had a couple minutes
before been video recording him, he had now picked up his phone and was
recording me as I fervently sucked his cock. The realization that he was
recording this very private moment between the two of us, perhaps to be
used in one of his future jack off sessions, was all it took to push me
over the edge and I involuntarily shot four or five volleys of cum onto the
pine planking below me. He sensed what had happened and took his throbbing
cocking into his own hands and moments later he too shot a very impressive
load of cum onto his chest with most of it pooling about the base of his
dick.

I zipped my pants back up and watched as he stood up, walked back over to
the improvised shower, grabbed the bar of soap and washed the evidence of
our back porch adventure away from his groin.

I handed him the towel, I'd strategically pre-positioned there earlier that
morning, and put away the hose, giving him some privacy as he got
redressed. I then drove him back to where we'd first met and once there, we
went our separate ways. He back home, me back to my job.

I pulled up the video clip later that evening and after viewing it found
myself rock hard again and in utter amazement. Amazed at getting to see his
impressive uncut cock as it went from a flaccid to an erect state.  Amazed
I'd been lucky enough to have found such a great and adventurous friend,
and amazed that he was willing to fulfill a fantasy like that for me.  It
suddenly dawned on me that all of my other lifetime accumulation of shower
room glimpses paled in comparison to what I was seeing replayed there
before my eyes! A very masculine, good looking 40-year-old prime example of
manhood, standing there in the open, showering for his buddy's pleasure.

If you enjoyed this story please let me know. I enjoy the feedback and will
be happy to answer any questions you may have as well.

Other stories involving me and my buddy:
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/fate-brings-me-a-friend

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-friends/friend-indeed