At one point in my life I had a straight best friend who would always take the urinal immediately next to me — even when there was a row of 20 empty. He would stand there with his big cock just hanging out and talking with me like it was nothing. He was definitely proud of it, and he used to try to see if I was looking, which I always was.
We were roommates for a year, and he was always walking around the house in his tightie whities. He would even cook breakfast wearing nothing but them. He didn’t care if he was fully stout when he woke up, he would stand right up and walk to the bathroom with a raging hard-on and try to take his morning piss right through it with the door open.
I would leave the bathroom door open when I showered to prevent steam from building up on the mirror so I could see to shave when I got out. Often, he would come up when I was standing there shaving and just make small talk. He would take every opportunity to catch me naked or changing.
He knew he was bigger than me, and I think that was always some kind of homoerotic turn on for him.
He is married with children, so he must be mostly straight, but I will always believe there is some latent gayness buried in him…
Thoughts…?