When I was in the uni dorms, it was mainly dudes, so seeing each other naked, was normal, but even with “strangers” I never had issues, as after a while it became quite normal.
When I first moved to Germany, I was sharing an apartment with a Portuguese guy. Since we both rented through an agency, we had never met before. Cool guy, 2 years older than (I was 22 he was 24) we hit it off quickly since we had common interests in movies, gym, anime.
The apartment wasn’t huge, two bedrooms, one kitchen/living room with a small balcony, and a full bathroom.
We both moved in around spring, so the weather was getting warmer, so walking around shirtless was pretty normal. We also started going to the gym together, but since the gym was like 10 minutes from home, he would go back to shower, while I usually used to gym one. Although we went to the locker room together. We both kept the towels on, while changing.
The dude had just left Portugal, and had a gf over which he missed a lot in the start, talking about her all the time. I was freshly single, and I was on my slutty era trying to bring as many girls at home as possible.
Although the kitchen was between our rooms, he was clearly aware of what was going on in mine, but the dude was always chill, never complained, and whenever a brought a hot girl over, he would fist bump me the next morning and ask if I had fun.
His gf came over a few times, but I mainly heard arguing (can’t tell you what they were saying I don’t speak Portuguese) and early in the summer they broke up. Dude was pretty depressed, tried to get him out in the weekend, but he was pretty shy since they were together since HS.
When the German humid summer set in, with no air conditioning, we started walking around in our boxers. One night a came late from the bars maybe 2-3am, and went to the balcony, to have a smoke before going to sleep. The dude came out naked, and started having a glass of water, when he saw me he started panicking, I was drunk, so I just popped my head though the window, and told him “chill man, nice cock, good night”.
Next morning he couldn’t look at the me straight. I brought it up, and told him not to be ashamed, we are already walking around in our boxers, so being naked isn’t crazy. He told me that he always sleeps nude, and since it was so late, he guessed I was sleeping. And didn’t put in his boxers. I reassured him that is all fine. After that we went for drinks, tried to wingman him but without too much success.
Although that interaction was hella awkward, it came with a great benefit. So we both went to work around the same time, meaning we both needed to use the bathroom, and before, one had to wait for the other to finish up before using the bathroom.
When Monday came, I heard him using the sink, shaving, and since I was running a bit late, I decided to knock and ask if he would be ok if I could shower or wait. He was like “yeah, I guess”.
So I went in, dropped my boxers, and started showering. Since we could see each other through the mirror, we started chatting up. That became our new normal. Every morning whichever was first would shower, or brush their teeth. We both agreed though that we wouldn’t go #2 in front of each other.
We became pretty comfortable with nudity. Coming in or out of the shower, water runs at night, changing at the gym etc.
Now I won’t leave you with questions. “Did you ever see each other hard?” “Did anything sexual happen?”. Yes and kinda no.
I once needed to pee, and instinctively went in the bathroom without knocking, while the shower was running. When I sat to pee (don’t be animals) I saw though the shower door he was bricked up. It went like “Were you jerking off?” “Yeah” “Cool give me 2 seconds”.
We were watching “Striptease” with Demi Moore in the living room, childhood crush of mine and also okish movie. I was freeballing like usual. Halfway through the movie he is like “are you hard?” And instead of answering I dropped my pyjama pants and did a little bounce with my dick. We both started laughing, kept watching the movie.
I thought he had gone back to Portugal for Christmas, and I had brought a girl at the house. As she was riding me on the sofa (with her back facing his door) he comes in, looks at the me gives me a thumb up. “I was like oh though you had left this morning”, “nah, tomorrow morning”. The girl kept going, like he wasn’t there.
He started picking up girls after a while. I was watching anime on the sofa, he comes in with a bathrobe after the shower, he is like “look” and he shows me a nude snap from a girl. I coached him what to say, and she kept sending pictures of her ass and tits, and playing with her pussy. At this point he had spread his legs and rubbing his cock. She asked of him to send a video of him cumming with sound on, and he went to his room and did it, giving me the chance to also rub a quick one in the bathroom.
Funny enough she came over few times, and she was hotter than the pictures.
Another time it was late and I was in the kitchen getting my some water (naked), from the bathroom comes out a topless girl, and the moment she sees me she screams. He runs out of his bedroom with a semi. She was like “are you his roommate?” “Yeah hi”, and the runs to him, he looks back and winks. We laughed about it a lot the next day.
Unfortunately we never fucked a girl together, or jerked off together. if I hadn’t move out it would have happened for sure.
For crazier stories, that’s all from uni. I can post later if you want.
When I first moved to Germany, I was sharing an apartment with a Portuguese guy. Since we both rented through an agency, we had never met before. Cool guy, 2 years older than (I was 22 he was 24) we hit it off quickly since we had common interests in movies, gym, anime.
The apartment wasn’t huge, two bedrooms, one kitchen/living room with a small balcony, and a full bathroom.
We both moved in around spring, so the weather was getting warmer, so walking around shirtless was pretty normal. We also started going to the gym together, but since the gym was like 10 minutes from home, he would go back to shower, while I usually used to gym one. Although we went to the locker room together. We both kept the towels on, while changing.
The dude had just left Portugal, and had a gf over which he missed a lot in the start, talking about her all the time. I was freshly single, and I was on my slutty era trying to bring as many girls at home as possible.
Although the kitchen was between our rooms, he was clearly aware of what was going on in mine, but the dude was always chill, never complained, and whenever a brought a hot girl over, he would fist bump me the next morning and ask if I had fun.
His gf came over a few times, but I mainly heard arguing (can’t tell you what they were saying I don’t speak Portuguese) and early in the summer they broke up. Dude was pretty depressed, tried to get him out in the weekend, but he was pretty shy since they were together since HS.
When the German humid summer set in, with no air conditioning, we started walking around in our boxers. One night a came late from the bars maybe 2-3am, and went to the balcony, to have a smoke before going to sleep. The dude came out naked, and started having a glass of water, when he saw me he started panicking, I was drunk, so I just popped my head though the window, and told him “chill man, nice cock, good night”.
Next morning he couldn’t look at the me straight. I brought it up, and told him not to be ashamed, we are already walking around in our boxers, so being naked isn’t crazy. He told me that he always sleeps nude, and since it was so late, he guessed I was sleeping. And didn’t put in his boxers. I reassured him that is all fine. After that we went for drinks, tried to wingman him but without too much success.
Although that interaction was hella awkward, it came with a great benefit. So we both went to work around the same time, meaning we both needed to use the bathroom, and before, one had to wait for the other to finish up before using the bathroom.
When Monday came, I heard him using the sink, shaving, and since I was running a bit late, I decided to knock and ask if he would be ok if I could shower or wait. He was like “yeah, I guess”.
So I went in, dropped my boxers, and started showering. Since we could see each other through the mirror, we started chatting up. That became our new normal. Every morning whichever was first would shower, or brush their teeth. We both agreed though that we wouldn’t go #2 in front of each other.
We became pretty comfortable with nudity. Coming in or out of the shower, water runs at night, changing at the gym etc.
Now I won’t leave you with questions. “Did you ever see each other hard?” “Did anything sexual happen?”. Yes and kinda no.
I once needed to pee, and instinctively went in the bathroom without knocking, while the shower was running. When I sat to pee (don’t be animals) I saw though the shower door he was bricked up. It went like “Were you jerking off?” “Yeah” “Cool give me 2 seconds”.
We were watching “Striptease” with Demi Moore in the living room, childhood crush of mine and also okish movie. I was freeballing like usual. Halfway through the movie he is like “are you hard?” And instead of answering I dropped my pyjama pants and did a little bounce with my dick. We both started laughing, kept watching the movie.
I thought he had gone back to Portugal for Christmas, and I had brought a girl at the house. As she was riding me on the sofa (with her back facing his door) he comes in, looks at the me gives me a thumb up. “I was like oh though you had left this morning”, “nah, tomorrow morning”. The girl kept going, like he wasn’t there.
He started picking up girls after a while. I was watching anime on the sofa, he comes in with a bathrobe after the shower, he is like “look” and he shows me a nude snap from a girl. I coached him what to say, and she kept sending pictures of her ass and tits, and playing with her pussy. At this point he had spread his legs and rubbing his cock. She asked of him to send a video of him cumming with sound on, and he went to his room and did it, giving me the chance to also rub a quick one in the bathroom.
Funny enough she came over few times, and she was hotter than the pictures.
Another time it was late and I was in the kitchen getting my some water (naked), from the bathroom comes out a topless girl, and the moment she sees me she screams. He runs out of his bedroom with a semi. She was like “are you his roommate?” “Yeah hi”, and the runs to him, he looks back and winks. We laughed about it a lot the next day.
Unfortunately we never fucked a girl together, or jerked off together. if I hadn’t move out it would have happened for sure.
For crazier stories, that’s all from uni. I can post later if you want.
