Date: Wed, 14 Nov 2018 13:21:01 -0600
From: Gmail <txkdude71854@gmail.com>
Subject: Chance encounter with an acquaintance

Ever since I hit adolescence, I've been secretly obsessed with, in general,
the male body, and more specifically what certain guys, I come in contact
with, might look like naked.

As we journey through life we come in contact with thousands of
individuals. Some only briefly, like fellow diners in a restaurant, the
good looking guy sitting next to you at the movies, the shirtless dude at
the beach on vacation. Then there our those who we come into contact with
on a fairly regular basis; the guys you call coworkers, the people you are
blessed to call friends, your brother-n-law, your favorite waiter at a
restaurant you frequent, and even the guy who accompanies his wife to her
annual staff Christmas party.

I have a large list of casual acquaintances, friends, fellow employees, and
even kinfolk, who are nice looking and I would absolutely love to know what
they each looked like naked. Are they hairy or smooth, are their flaccid
cocks cut or uncut, what do their balls look like? I think you get the
picture.  And just to clarify nothing sexual really enters into the
equation, I'd actually prefer being able to view his cock in its flaccid
state. Maybe you could call me a voyeurism want-to-be, I don't know.

Okay so, with all that being said, let me finally get to the point. I know
that my chances of ever getting to see any of those people listed above
naked is nearly none existent.

One week ago I came across a Craigslist ad with the following subject line,
"Male looking for a Friend."  I responded with a "Are you looking for a
male or a female friend?" To which he replied, "Either one is fine."

We seemed to connect and continued the conversation over the next several
days, emailing back and forth several times a day. He asked to meet me
somewhere to just talk, as his wife was out of town, but I was hesitant at
this early stage.

Over the course of the conversations we each shared details about past and
current problems in our marriages, our past experiences involving other
dudes, our joys, our pains, our fears and our desires . We seemed to really
hit it off. The foundations for a friendship were forming, it appeared fate
had brought us together for a reason. On about day three, I put two and two
together and was able to determine, with about 90 percent certainty, that I
knew the individual to whom I was texting. Actually, he and his wife had
been on my back porch, on a couple of occasions, during holiday
celebrations. I had done some substitute teaching, at a point, and I'd had
both of his sons in my classes. His wife had worked for my wife. The
situation suddenly got very complicated.

I composed an email disclosing to him that I thought I knew who he was,
that if he was who I thought he was, we were acquaintances and further,
that meant I also knew his wife, and his sons. I told my new friend that I
thought it was best that maybe we not meet face to face and that I just
remain in the shadows. That way, I would never know, for sure, who he was
and he would not know who I was either. We could carry on and remain
anonymous. I pondered whether to send the message for a couple hours before
finally hitting send.

I just a few minutes I received a reply back filled with anxiety, dread and
remorse. I had apparently caught him off guard and he professed to be in
the middle of a full blown panic attack because of my disclosure. I assured
him over and over that I was no threat to him. But nothing I said calmed
his nerves. He even left work shortly after reading it and confessed he had
gone home a opened a beer. He asked me over and over who I was, and that it
was only fair, given I knew his identity, that he knew mine as well.

I didn't know what to do at this point, but I did know my new online buddy
was having a meltdown because of me, and I had to do something in an
attempt to stop it. It was only the right thing to do. After all he placed
an ad seeking a friend, not a tormentor and that's exactly what I had
inadvertently become.

I finally said..."Okay dude. If you'll verify something for me, where I
know for certain that you are who I think you are, I'll share my identity
with you as well." I thought for a second and asked a question regarding
his sons' academics that he answered in a manner that confirmed my
suspicions.

A minute or so later I responded back with a "If it will put your mind at
ease we can meet this afternoon briefly. I can pretend I need to run an
errand. Name's _________ and I've had the pleasure of entertaining you and
your wife on my back porch on a couple occasions."

Seconds later came his reply.."Omg! Wow!! That does make me feel
better. Wow!!! I would love to be your friend!! I would love to meet you
too if you still want."

He pulled up 15 minutes later, at my place of employment, I jumped into his
vehicle and he drove a short distance and parked in a remote parking
spot. We just sat and talked (he talked, I mostly listened) for 20 minutes
or so. As I was sitting beside him listening I realized that I might just
have an opportunity to finally know what one of those acquaintance's cock
looked like. I mean after all, he'd been to my house, he was an attractive
guy with a great personality, and ... the best part was I now knew that he
was occasionally, at least in the past, into doing things with other dudes
and he might just be willing to show me what he had. All this information
was bouncing around in my head, as I looked down and saw the obvious bulge
in pants pants. I told him I really needed to get back to work, and as he
was driving me back to the entrance, to drop me off, I just sort of,
without really thinking... uttered " man, dude I really want to see your
cock." He just smiles and said, "You can see it, I'll be happy to show it
to you sometime!"

That "sometime" happened exactly one week later. He picked me up at work
and asked where I wanted to go, I told him about an old historic, rarely
visited cemetery a few blocks away.  We made the short drive there and
thankfully found it to be deserted. Parking his car so we had a view of
anyone entering the drive allowed us a sense of security and privacy. He
put his car in park as we made small talk for a couple of minutes and
finally said, "so you want to see it?" I responded back with, "you know I
do!" He instantly proceeded to pull the front of his pants down, revealing
a very nice, perfectly formed 3.5" flaccid, circumcised cock and equally as
nice a set of moderately hairy balls. His package was completed by a bush
of light brown public hair. By all terms it fit my definition of perfect!

After admiring it visually for a few seconds I asked and received his
permission to touch it, and spent the next couple minutes fondling his cock
and balls while we talked. While doing so, he asked to see mine too and I
briefly removed my hand from his cock to unbutton my pants and pull mine
out.  In actuality they were somewhat similar, he reached over and played
with mine briefly, telling me "You have a nice cock dude." A couple minutes
later we both returned the front of our pants to the appropriate positions
and he returned me to work. On the way back he told me how much he
appreciated my friendship and looked forward to the future.

Before I exited his car, I thanked him for the viewing opportunity to which
he responded back with an "You can see it again anytime you want."

As I walked back in the building I pondered all the events that had
transpired over the last seven days and wondered where fate would take it
from this point on.

I welcome and appreciate comments from readers and if you have any similar
stories to share, I'd love to hear them as well.