@jonleopard401, please update us soon! Your story is amazing!
I have two stories, neither really hot, but just some slices of reality.
Story one: When I was in college, they opened up a new gym. I set my schedule up so I could go every day. Well, one time I went to go change and get my locker situated. I would go all the way to the back, cause I didn't want anyone to see me. I rounded the corner of the back row of lockers and I come face to, umm, face with an average latino guy who was fully nude and bent over. I saw it all, but I felt bad and ran back a row. I saw him later after he was dressed and he ran off, probably really embarrassed.
Story two: I knew a guy through junior high and high school. In junior high, they made us shower after P.E. I was always in a hurry because I was fat and hated it and being naked (I had tits and the straight guys would stare at them), but I saw a lot of butts and cocks, so that was nice (even exchange I guess?). Well, this kid I knew, he and I were the last to run into the shower this one day and he seemed like he was in a hurry to get in there like me, so I was following very close behind him. He was blond average dude, but his body looked pretty good in an average sort of way. I was kinda looking at his butt and suddenly he stopped and bent over (it seemed like he was "trying to grab something", but nothing was on the floor???)
I was so close behind him that I nearly walked right into his wide open ass hole. I yelled out "Oh, Jesus!" and I swear it was like I could hear breaks squealing through my legs and feet. I don't know for sure, but I almost feel he did it on purpose, but I don't know if it would have been like a "oops, your cock touched my ass so now what?" moment or a "what the fuck you doing f-slur?" sort of setup where he could try to beat me up cause I touched his ass.
In high school, I just remember that one day I saw him at the bus stop that he always waited at (which I passed by on the way for my walk home.) He had a bottle of booze and he was trashed. Stumbling around with this grin, he kept gulping it down, then slowly turned and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out (which was much nicer to look at, at this point) and started to piss on the fence of the house that was by the bus stop, which was right out in the open. I felt really bad and thought about trying to help him, but I was scared he would get violent, so I just left (I waited a bit and watched him from afar and then the bus showed up, so I knew he was at least on the way home before I really left.) The next time I saw him, he had a black eye. I only saw him two more times after that and then I think he either moved or dropped out of high school.
