I had an interesting experience today. It's hot and humid today in Texas. To keep the bills down a bit, I've gotten used to setting the thermostat at 80 with the ceiling fan on. To be even more comfortable, I'll sometimes sit at my desk naked on a towel so my butt doesn't stick to the chair.
I had been browsing the net for real estate and took a brief interlude to talk with a buddy on the phone about a convertible I had gotten a number of weeks ago which he had not seen yet. We said our goodbyes and I went back to browsing real estate.
A short time later there was a knock at my back door. Only my friends know to come to the back door. Since I wasn't expecting anyone I still wasn't dressed so I grabbed the only thing within reach, a pair of hiking shorts. I didn't have time to grab any underwear so I slipped them on commando and opened the door to find the same buddy I had been talking with earlier on the phone standing there (glad he didn't open the door). I went out as is to show him the car and shoot the breeze for awhile. Eventually we decided to go for a ride. I grabbed my wallet and keys and we took off still in commando gear.
Given it was hot and humid I could feel my balls starting to hanging lower and I could feel sweat starting to form though not enough to show sweat stains. It had been a long time since I had gone commando in shorts outside so I experienced a tad of wicked pleasure when I went to sit in the car and my junk very nearly fell out. Even though no one was on that side of the car, I still had an involuntary reaction to look up to see if anyone had noticed. LOL
Anyway, we were out in the heat for over an hour and stopped at another friends place to talk. By then I was grateful for even the slightest of breeze up the legs of my shorts. If I stood there just right, my dick and balls could hang freely inside my shorts. When sitting if I opened my legs slightly, depending on how I was sitting I could get the air flowing through there though it meant I'd be exposed. I started entertaining devilish thoughts of flashing my buddy just to see what he'd do but couldn't quite bring myself to do it.
We stayed an hour or so and then headed back to my place where we talked under the carport for like another hour or more. There really wasn't much of a breeze and you could feel the heat radiating from the carport roof so I was really starting to get uncomfortable.
I'm not one to enjoy sweaty balls too much so it was a sorta contradiction in experiences. On the one hand, it was uncomfortable having greasy feeling balls and dick hanging there freely with no way to really itch or try to pat them dry them dry with a buddy standing there. On the other hand it was slightly delicious to be with a buddy and his not knowing what was going on down there and wondering if he was experiencing the same thing. I finally opened the garage door and turned on the big commercial fan I have in there. Instant relief especially if I stood just right to allow a cross flow of air up my shorts!
We started talking about the under side of the car so I got it up on ramps and got my "creeper" out so I could check a few things. Given he'd have had a perfect unobstructed view up my shorts while on my back if I had just opened my legs a bit, I debated in my head again about flashing him or not. It sure felt good to be able to get air in there but I opted to restrain myself and not flash as I doubt it would have lead to anything. Oh well, a lost opportunity.
In any case, it certainly would have been fun to to find out how sweaty he was and to perhaps rub one out together but I didn't think he'd have been too open to it so I finally rushed him out of there so I could go and rub one out.
Any of you guys have a similar experience?