I used to have a straight coworker that would tease me. We first worked together for about a year when the store we worked at closed down. I thought he was hot, he played football and had a nice muscular body. But he was in high school and I kept didn't pay much attention to him.
2 years later, the store reopened in a new location and we both started working there. This was when I started to notice his hot muscular and hairy body. He wore tight jeans that would show off his nice ass. My boyfriend at the time (now an ex) was a school teacher and he would work at the store during the summer months to make some extra money. Everybody at the store knew we were a couple. The coworker and I worked together a lot and he was always asking questions. He sometimes would ask questions about being gay or what my ex and I did together or what I liked in men. I mentioned once that I really liked hairy men. He pulled his shirt up and showed me his hairy body. He asked if I like his body. My silence and staring at his body answered his question. Another time I asked him how big his dick was. He told me he was small, but when I pressed him on how long he said he was 7". I told him that was above average and nothing to be ashamed of. (He wouldn't show me though.) His favorite thing to say to me was for me to suck his dick, so I would very eagerly tell him to whip it out. Most of the time he would get embarrassed and laugh it off. But a handful of times, he would undo his belt and pants and pull them down enough that I got a good look at the bulge in his tighty whities. Of course he would then start laughing and pull his pants back up.
A few times he came over to the house I lived in with my ex. My ex (who is very much an ass man) had made many comments to him about his ass. He would love to flirt with my ex about his ass. I asked him if his ass was as hairy as the rest of his body, he said he thought so but I should check it out myself. With that, he turned around and pulled his shorts down enough to see his ass. It was pretty hairy.
I left that job a few years later. He still kept in touch with me. When I broke up with the ex, he helped me move out of the house and into my new place. He told me that he was glad we had broken up. He didn't like all the attention my ex had given to him about his ass. I asked if the flirting we had done when we worked together had been a problem for him. He said that didn't bother him because he knew we were just playing. The last time I saw him, I was still living in that apartment he had helped me move into. He called and asked if he could come over. I told him that was fine but I had to leave in about 30 minutes. He showed up a few minutes later. We talked for a few minutes, mainly about the store (he still worked there) and his girlfriend (who was still a bitch) and his kids. The conversation seemed a little weird. When it was time for me to leave, I walked him down to the parking lot. When we reached my car, he turned towards me and asked if I wanted to see his dick. I smiled and told of course I would like to see his dick, but I didn't want it to ruin our friendship. He was wearing some loose athletic shorts, he pulled out the waistband and I could see that he wasn't wearing any underwear. He asked if I wanted to touch it. So I stuck my hand down towards his dick but I was really expecting him pull away or pull his shorts closed. But he didn't move and he let me feel his dick for a few minutes. His dick did get a little bigger, but it stayed very soft. He finally did pull back and I let go. He gave a odd laugh and said something about it being small. I said it looked very normal and nice. He said he would talk to me later and I said okay and I needed to leave. I never heard from him again.