Here's a funny one...
My chiropractor was retiring so I found this guy who turned out to be a great chiropractor and a great guy all around and super nerdy. A happy go lucky type guy who was a total family man doting on all of his children and his wife. As much as he was a family man he had no skills when it came to male friends. He'd try to "High-Five" me and ask where I was going to "hang" for the weekend--it was just awkward and nerdy.
Conversations turned to overall health and one day he asked me if I'd ever done a coffee enema. He then went into a long story about how him and his wife do organic coffee enemas every morning on the bathroom floor together while they read the bible. I've never had to restrain myself so much to try to stop from smiling or laughing. He went on about the wonders of them and how I could do them myself and Walgreens has everything you need for DIY organic coffee enemas! I just smiled and nodded, all the while trying to get the thought out of my mind of him and his wife bible reading on the bathroom floor while doing organic coffee enemas together!
Several week later, I was in the shower room at my gym. The gym that I belonged to catered to wealthy business men who might use the treadmill a bit here and there, but used the gym primarily as a networking place for business. The shower room consisted of 3 Bradley pole showers and they were all full. I am fully soaped up and running shampoo through my hair when I get a huge slap on my ass! I open my eyes and it was my chiropractor at the shower right next to me. Before I can say anything he belts out--super loud so I can hear over the hissing of all the showers--"Have you been enjoying your coffee enemas?" Please God, strike me down now. I kid you not--the whole room turned and looked to see who was doing the coffee enemas! I was mortified. So I--saying super loud--"No, I don't think they're for me." Which his response was, "I thought you'd bought the reusable home enema kit from Walgreens?" Everyone turns and looks again. I don't remember much about the rest of the conversation after saying, "No, I didn't buy anything..." but I tried as fast as I could to get the hell out of there. Courome to find out he had a locker three lockers down. While he continued to talk to me I could look past him and see my backside reflective in all the mirrors and right there in the middle of my ass cheek, there was a huge red handprint!
Played sports all my life and there was always a mix of guys who were big show offs to guys who would hide their junk. I think all men have a desire to compare or bond over our bodies in some way but each interprets it differently, not really sure if its a generational thing cause I've known plenty of guys my age who are not shy about it.
I showered with other guys for the first time at football camp. All the counselors were on the high school team, and after seeing them hit the showers I wanted to be like the big boys so I joined in. That first time was awesome, I remember feeling nervous but trying to act confident, talking face to face with the other guys naked, dicks out. I hit puberty like a champ and already had a bush a certified dong, and i got a couple comments from those guys and ever since then I've loved the shower room. I always showered after practices and games throughout high school when i could. Nothing like dropping jock and getting naked with your smelly teammates after practice.
Also my dad and his coworkers have a basketball league, and one time they needed an extra player so i subbed in. We were in the locker room after and they all started to go to the shower room but I hadn't even thought about it. I was the last one left in there and I was about to leave but a part of me wanted to go in with them. I had seen my dads dong a couple times just while pissing or changing or whatever, and we had discussed size in a joking sort of way so it wasn't too weird. And he kind of takes his male pride seriously so I knew he would be proud of me if i showed his coworkers what kind of son he raised and that I was well endowed. So i went in and hung up my towel, and walked passed all of them over to my shower head, dong out. Definitely saw a couple of them taking a look, and i got the impression they were impressed. We all chatted for a few minutes, one of them called me "young buck" lol, and we soaped up and left after. That one definitely stands out in my memory.
I agree.This is really cool that you were so comfortable and confident from an early age, must have set you in good stead for later in life in similar situations. A few times I had to shower with guys a year or two above me at school and always found it a bit daunting but juatgot on with it as I had nothing to be ashamed of, decent sized cock.
Hot.Was in an open shower at the gym a guy came next to me he was muscular had a fat flaccid dick with a big head we kept staring at each other we both got hard and ended up stroking each other then he started sucking me we were to nervous to finish and ended up in my car were he sucked and swallowed me it was hot.
Recently, I was at my pool just before closing and took a dip in the jet tub. There was an older Asian man soaking that I had seen and showered with many times in the open showers. He started asking me about my swim stroke and how I can improve it. I then moved right next to him from across the tub since the jets were loud. He said he was watching my swim and complemented me more than once on my fitness and physique, which I found very flattering.
The place closed a few minutes later and I went to the locker room and into to the open shower . My new friend was there at the first shower head, so I took the spout right next to him, which I thought was daring. To my surprise, as I approached he nodded and looked right down at my dangling cock. That was a real turn-on for me. I looked down and I was already starting to swell from the base and head, with a tight ring of skin in the middle. I figured if it was going to happen naturally, I should just relax and enjoy it. Within 30 seconds I was fully engorged and beet red, standing about 2 feet from him. I kept my back to him slightly as to not be so aggressive, but several times I did turn right towards him with my cock at full attention. A couple of times I even gave it a couple of nice strokes. The was all very gratifying, because I'm sort an exhibitionist. My friend seemed accepting, but since we both played it cool, I couldn't be sure.
Billy really made my day with his nice comments, I am so thankful. When I got home, I got right to work and blew a huge, hot load of cum. Perhaps next week, I'll get a chance to tub and shower with Billy again!