About 10 years ago, I used to be a meat cutter in a grocery store. There was a really hot guy that worked nights because he was still in school. He had the most beautiful blue eyes and every time he smiled, he had huge dimples. He also played football in school and had a nice stocky muscular body. But what really turned me on was how hairy he was. It completely covered his arms and it was a hairy forest that peeked over the collar of his shirts.
After he graduated school, he kept working and was promoted to the night manager. I also had started working as the assistant store manager. So we would often work together and we started hanging around together a lot. He had a girlfriend who was a complete bitch. They would often fight and he would end up coming over to my house. The boyfriend I had at the time had a thing for guys with bubble butts. My stocky coworker definitely had the bubble butt. My boyfriend was always making comments to him about this butt and how much he would love to play with it. My coworker was straight and while he liked the attention, he would get embarrassed and turn red. Needless to say, nothing ever happened.
A few years later, when the boyfriend and I finally called it quits, a few guys (including the hot coworker) came over and help me move out. After we got everything moved into my new place, everybody left except for the hot coworker. I cracked open a few beers and we relaxed and started talking. The conversation turned to talking about the now ex-boyfriend. The coworker brought up how the ex was always talking about his ass. He asked if it was a nice ass. I told him that while I was not an ass man, I did agree that his ass was very nice. So he asked what I was about a guy turned me on. I told him that I was all about a guy's dick. In the past, him and I had talked about his sex life and his dick, which he had said was about 7".
We had a few more beers each before it was time for him to leave. I walked out with him because I wanted to make sure the moving truck was locked up. Right before he reached his car, he turned around and asked me if I had ever wanted to see his dick. I told him while I was very curious about it, I wouldn't want to hurt our friendship. He then got a smirk on his face and told me this was my big chance. And with that, he pulled his shorts down and let me get a good look at his dick. Just like the rest of his body, he was very hairy down there. He was definitely a grower. It was completely soft and small. I told him it looked nice. He got a smile on his face, pulled his shorts back up and went home. Nothing ever happened between us, but we did stay friends for a few more years before I switched jobs. He would occassionally ask me if I remembered that time. I would just smile and say "Definitely!"