Stories only (no pics or videos) have you ever seen a friend with a boner?

[mattlovescock]

Was surprised to see there isn’t a thread for seeing friends (or acquaintances) with a boner. Could be clothed or not. Would love to hear the situation and why it stands out to you. Thread is for real experiences, no fantasy.

I’ll start!

In college, probably 2000-2001, one of my best friends from high school, Brian, came to visit for a couple days during our fall breaks. We’d kept in touch and were only a few hours apart. He’d arrived late the night before and we had just woken up and were eating some cereal, watching tv. My roommate (who was out of town for the break) was a drama major and had a lot of classic movies. Brian selected A Clockwork Orange, which I’d never seen to put on. The movie starts with a woman being forcefully undressed and lots of breasts.

I was sitting on a futon facing the tv and Brian was sitting on the floor legs stretched out in front of him with his back against the futon just to my right. We were both wearing only boxers since we’d just woken up and gotten out of bed a few minutes earlier.

As the movie started and all the breasts were on screen, I noticed Brian kind of shifting around. He sat his cereal bowl on his crotch and I saw that he was completely hard. The bowl was resting partially against his raging dick, which was sticking straight up, completely visible like a tent pole. When he picked his bowl up again, his dick sprang into even a more upright position.

Because I was behind him, I could just stare openly with no worries about being seen. I watched him sit there throbbing and every so often mash his dick a bit to try to get it to calm down. It wasn’t super thick but was pretty long with a bulging head clearly evident through the thin material of his cheap boxers.

Even though I wasn’t sure about my sexuality yet, thinking *maybe* I was bi if anything other than straight, I immediately got aroused— like ‘I’m not thinking straight’ aroused. I wanted to see more. I asked Brian if he needed more milk, or more cereal, or some water, or a paper towel— all of these things were on the other side of the room, so he’d have to lean over/crawl forward a little bit to get them. I thought when he moved I’d really have gotten a show, or else he’d acknowledge that he had a boner and wasn’t going to move. But like I say, I wasn’t able to think clearly given my view and he frustrated me: He kept saying ‘he was good.’

Finally, after what seemed like an hour, but was only a few minutes, I saw his dick start to deflate. Meanwhile I was rock hard and had precum through my sky blue boxers very evidently in a large dark patch. My whole body was shaking with my sexual arousal and the slightest thing would’ve made me shoot.

Brian turned to face me a bit and started to talk about getting ready and what we were going to do that day. I sat up to try to hide my situation a bit suddenly feeling very embarrassed. I told him I’d “randomly” gotten unbelievably ridiculously super horny and was going to have to jerk off before I could do anything else. I wondered if he might suggest doing it together— we had openly spoke about jerking off plenty of times in high school. But he laughed and said he’d go shower to give me space. He kind of did glance at my crotch though, where my hard dick was clearly outlined in the leg of my boxers. I could see he was still fluffed and wagging a bit in his boxers when he stood up and grabbed his stuff to head toward the dorm showers.

He stayed gone a long while before knocking and barely cracking the door to make sure I was “all good” before he returned. I’d shot my load in like 2 seconds after he left of course. I teased him he’d taken a long time in the shower because he jerked and that we could’ve just both done it in the room. He turned a bit red, denied jerking in the shower, but I am still 99% sure he did.

Seeing my friend’s boner was a big sexual awakening moment for me.

 

[M12679]

Yes, one time on a trip I waked in to wake my straight friend who was sleeping in the living room and discovered him on his back with the sheets kicked off, out cold and his rock hard morning wood poking out of the fly of his boxer shorts. It was so fucking hot. It was the first time I saw his cock and came to find out that he was uncircumcised. He was so hard that his foreskin was pulled back and from the angle I was I could see his frenulum tightly pulling the skin back. Ahhh the memories…

 

[mattlovescock]

Here’s another one!

The summer before my senior year I was looking for a roommate to move into the second bedroom of the apartment I rented. Mutual friends had suggested an acquaintance who was getting the same major as me, Jonathan. We’d had classes together but I didn’t know him well. All I knew was that he had a nickname among the ladies as “the Monument” because he was supposed to have a huge dick, shaped like the Washington Monument.

I approached him about being roommates and Jonathan said he wanted to have a sleepover to decide if he liked the place. We grabbed dinner, hung out not too late, and got a good night of sleep. I woke up a little early and came out to the living room/kitchen in case Jonathan was up too. Shortly after, he came around the corner groggy looking with bed head in just boxers and a tee shirt, same as me.

My eyes immediately darted to his crotch where I expected to see a monster swinging in his boxers. But I couldn’t see anything! No bulge at all. I couldn’t understand given his nickname.

But then when I handed him a glass of water and he leaned back against the counter I saw a very clear outline in his tee shirt. He hadn’t waited for his morning wood to subside; he’d just tucked it up into the waste band of his boxers. It looked like a damn Pringles can stuffed in there. Thick and long. I got rock hard immediately (although I’m definitely wayyyyy average, even small in comparison to Jonathan), light headed, and realized he *had* to be my roommate. I bent over a little and leaned on the counter to hide my situation, which somehow just squeezed my prostate and made me more horny.

We stood there chatting at least 10-15 minutes until his boner subsided. (I would later learn he was an exhibitionist who absolutely got off showing off like this.) The instant it deflated enough, it popped out from behind the elastic band and swung out perpendicularly in his boxers. My eyes about popped out of my head and mouth fell open. Jonathan suavely made some sort of dramatic gesture as he was talking, seamlessly grabbed his wagging dick, announced he was getting ready for the day and held it as he walked out of the kitchen. The smirk on his face as he walked out told me he was well aware of exactly where my eyes had been and the effect he’d had on me with his exhibition. He loved attention.

I popped my boner out of my fly and jerked maximum like 5 strokes before I sprayed my load all over the counter. Rooming with Jonathan was one of the most crazy and sexually frustrating times of my life.

 

[mattlovescock]

I’ve been told if you want a thread to gain traction you have to support it at first yourself. Ok!! (Also thanks M12679 and others for liking!)

A couple of days before high school graduation, I was sitting in English class. Mrs. Fox had the class desks divided in the middle and facing each other to facilitate discussion sessions with an aisle down the middle for herself. It was the same setup as she had all year. But today, something caught my eye.

My friend, maybe better to say acquaintance, Brent, was sitting across from me. We’d known each other since elementary school. This was 2000, Rural NC. Brent at this point was a mixture of Abercrombie model and NSYNC persona. Baggy yellow A&F shirt, loose khakis, bleached blonde tips on what I’d always known as a dark brown head of hair. He was a great looking guy with an athletic build from his groundskeeping work. But he was a little redneck for my tastes and I’d never thought of him in a sexual way.

Suddenly I remember what drew my gaze… I notice he’s fidgeting with his crotch. His legs were stretched way forward, and although the pant style was long and baggy his had pulled up around his calves exposing how much dark leg hair Brent had even toward his ankles. As he wiggled around in his chair my eyes were fixated on the sudden strong, throbbing bow shape in his khakis, pointing up toward his navel. Oh, he mashed on it, and flicked it more toward the left and then the right. Every so often it jumped. As did my heart.

Brent started pressing the length with his wrist almost getting into a rhythmic pattern. I couldn’t take my eyes off. It looked so long. And now as he pulled it and teased it, occasionally he’d grip it, curling the material around it, his hand rubbing the length up and down. It was almost like he was teasing me. I have no idea what Mrs. Fox lectured during these final minutes of class.

I got extremely hard. I didn’t understand why. I wasn’t out at all yet and really hadn’t even figured out what exactly I wanted or felt sexually. At 18 everything turned me on. But hey, boners are contagious, right??

The class change bell rang. Brent and I had our next class together too. We never walked together to it or spoke at the class change. We were actually pretty likely to interact in the next class depending on the activity. We weren’t enemies in any way. We were just in different clicks and our social circles beyond class projects didn’t overlap.

But today, Brent beelined right over to me.

“What were you staring at so hard in English class, Matt?” He asked. “You were absolutely lost in thought fixed on something.”

I still regret fumbling. I felt called out, afraid, vulnerable, worst of all, seen. I just denied it. He tried again to make me admit.

“I saw what you were lookin’ at. I know. You want it. Say it.”

But I was confused as to if he wanted to beat me or beat off with me— I couldn’t think calmly. So I changed the subject and pulled a friend in to the small talk as we continued walking and I watched his erection subside in his pants.

…What if I’d said, “your huge cock?” Or, “hey, we should hang out soon before we all head our separate ways after graduation,” or…. I still wonder…

Years later Brent’s one of those insta gays with a LOT of followers and seemingly perma on vacation, one gay cruise white party to another.

 

[John Sssss]

Sure! During my military service Every morning I would open my eyes and look at the guy in the bed right - hardon, at the guy in the bed left - hardon... At some point you just learn to take this as part of life

 

[mattlovescock]

It was an early summer Friday night, 2000. I’d just graduated high school and was part time working and full time hanging out with my friends before heading off to college.

It was still early this evening, hot, and the sun beamed in almost perpendicularly at golden hour. I’d just arrived to my friend David’s house. David and I hung out when he wasn’t working, which he did often. His family had changed schools a lot and David (19) senior and Jake (18) junior were a year older than most of our classmates because of all that. David and I had lots of similar interests, mainly music and video games.

I absolutely had a crush on David looking back. My house had a pool and he came swimming many times so I’d seen him shirtless regularly. He had a stellar body— his dad was into bodybuilding and David made use of both the home gym in the garage and his dad’s tips for working out to good effect. David had a thick full bowl cut of shaggy dark brown hair parted down the middle. Maybe it was the extra year he had on most of us but David was really hairy for a high school senior with a treasure trail that went from just below the center of his pecks to his belly button where it spread around his tummy down into his crotch. He didn’t have to trim to keep it perfectly shaped. He also had a thick beard and literally shaved daily and still had a five o clock shadow. It was that young Adonis blessing of high school. No question, I was into him.

But this day, when I came over, David’s parents were literally walking out the door for a date night. I greeted them, squinting in the sun before heading inside to find David playing video games in the living room. His brother Jake was standing there kind of blocking the TV talking to David. They were discussing the plans for the evening— Jake was getting to use the second car which is why I was picking David up. I sat down on the sectional and took in the tv— Zelda 64, Garuda training ground. David could nail this, I could not, but it was tough and demanded full attention. It wouldn’t get played seriously until Jake moved.

I took in the situation. Jake was standing in white slider shorts facing us catching the glow of the sun from the window in the door. The slider shorts made sense because Jake was on a ton of sports teams and it was baseball season. They didn’t leave anything to the imagination. I didn’t hang out with Jake that much and had never seen him shirtless or pantless. But given that we were in his family’s house, and how hot of a day it was, it didn’t seem unusual to be in that state of undress. He was more slender than David, though still with an athletic build, and much less hairy. His hair was curly and long, a bed head mess, and he was rubbing his eyes groggily. I worked out the mental timeline as to Jake being woken up, his parents leaving, and this being his last moment to check in with David before we headed out for the night about the car.

I didn’t pay attention while they were talking at first and started to reach for the controller impatiently.

Then David suddenly burst out to Jake while laughing, “Dude, you’ve got a boner.”

My attention snapped to Jake’s crotch. I thought he was just a show-er earlier from my glance but he had also fluffed up more while I’d been looking around/past him at the tv. In fact this spandex white thing he was wearing was probably from an older season and a size too small — it might as well have been a Kleenex thickness. Jake’s dick was protruding to the left across his leg and I could have drawn a diagram of the veins, and the shape of the head, from the clarity I could see in the sunlight.

“I do not,” Jake laughed back, giggling and sort of covering himself as he stood there. He kept laughing almost to the point I thought he could hyperventilate. He stuck his hand down his shorts to adjust himself as he got even more hard with all the attention. He situated his cock upright ish and to the left but his dick seriously bowed the thin white material until becoming transparent. Because of his bending over a bit while laughing, his dick ended up sticking straight out as he stood back up. His adjustment had completely the opposite effect of concealing anything. The amount it was tenting was beyond belief because he was hard as steel. Jake’s boner was raging.

“I’m not hard at all. And why are you looking?” Jake taunted back, alternating between flaunting himself and gathering the material around his dick, sort of running his hand around it pulling the material so his dick was on display, while the next moment he seemed to be simultaneously covering up, mashing his dick all around behind his hands.

David’s eyes jumped to me for a second and I met his gaze by turning my eyes only, not my head. Then we both looked back to Jake. “Dude, we can see,” David said much more seriously in a completely different tone. “You’re not hiding anything.” He threw pillows at Jake from the couch, hard, one after another making him duck and turn away.

“Go take care of that in your room,” David bellowed angrily, “and leave us alone!” chasing Jake out of the living room. Jake kept laughing and half fighting back, while David wrestled/pushed him into his bedroom, and closed the door, shutting him out of the living room.

“Jeez,” David said sitting back down on the couch by me and rolling his eyes. I could tell he was embarrassed. “Sorry about that… sooooo Mexican? Let’s get outta here.”

This memory really stands out to me for a few reasons. For one, the bygone era of running around in underwear at home and thinking nothing of that. For two, I’d told David before that I found him very attractive and asked to see his dick. But “too bad he had a girlfriend….” But more than all that this memory sticks in my mind because of seeing how these two brothers acted and reacted toward each other. It wasn’t something at all that would ever have happened with my brother. Or in my family. This seemed like a super public private moment that I was witness to. Really interesting dynamic to have experienced!

 

[caliburrito]

I go on drunk benders a lot and find myself staying at my friend's places a lot. We're pretty comfortable with each other so it's not uncommon for me to wake up and see one of my buddies pitching a tent or vice versa. We're so comfortable with each other other we've seen each others dicks and have gotten head from the same people. Most of my friends are straight so it's nothing to them. But personally if I wake up in the middle of the night and I catch it, I like to watch it to see if it pulses .

Not a drunk night but I remember when my buddy was staying with me there was a night where his blanket fell off and his hard dick revealed itself sticking right up forming a huge tent. It was pulsing like he was about to blow. I think he's attractive but just seeing it put me head over heels. I wanted to respect what little privacy we both had. He was wearing some of my red hanes I let him borrow and a grey wife beater and looked incredible in them, so I couldn't help but look. Even worse, I'm two sizes bigger than him so his wang was basically flopping left and right at the slightest movement on my bed. At that point, it's 6am and I was already awake so I had to go about my day pretending it didn't exist. Hard in more ways than one. I think the worst part is he's knows that I'm gay and he knows I'm attracted to him, but it's definitely only one way. No man could do anything to me like a straight man.

 

[Hheellloo]

I go on drunk benders a lot and find myself staying at my friend's places a lot. We're pretty comfortable with each other so it's not uncommon for me to wake up and see one of my buddies pitching a tent or vice versa. We're so comfortable with each other other we've seen each others dicks and have gotten head from the same people. Most of my friends are straight so it's nothing to them. But personally if I wake up in the middle of the night and I catch it, I like to watch it to see if it pulses .

Not a drunk night but I remember when my buddy was staying with me there was a night where his blanket fell off and his hard dick revealed itself sticking right up forming a huge tent. It was pulsing like he was about to blow. I think he's attractive but just seeing it put me head over heels. I wanted to respect what little privacy we both had. He was wearing some of my red hanes I let him borrow and a grey wife beater and looked incredible in them, so I couldn't help but look. Even worse, I'm two sizes bigger than him so his wang was basically flopping left and right at the slightest movement on my bed. At that point, it's 6am and I was already awake so I had to go about my day pretending it didn't exist. Hard in more ways than one. I think the worst part is he's knows that I'm gay and he knows I'm attracted to him, but it's definitely only one way. No man could do anything to me like a straight man.

Was not tempted to take a peak?

 

[caliburrito]

Was not tempted to take a peak?

To be honest just enjoying the show was more than enough. I don't think I be interested in a peak unless he offered

 

[askanison]

I appreciate you starting this discussion. I have an experience that isn’t a “sex” encounter, so there is no real end or culmination. But this thread allows me to share it.

Back in the early 2000’s, my best friend was a guy named Chris. We were extremely close. He was in his first or second year of college. I was a few years older, had already graduated, and had started working. Since we were close, I was aware that he was a virgin. He had had one girlfriend for about a month. There had been some heavy petting etc, but no intercourse, and nothing to “completion”.

After the first relationship had been over for a while, he started seeing a new girl. After they had been together for several months, and I could see that they were quite affectionate towards each other, I safely assumed that they had started having sex. So one day I asked him, “How was it… losing your virginity?” His response caught me off guard.

He said he really didn’t like having sex. He said masturbating was more enjoyable to him. He said that he truly disliked the feeling of condoms - but his girlfriend insisted that he use them. I said that no guy “likes” condoms, but they’re a necessary evil. He complained about why can’t she use the pill, and I didn’t have a response for that.

I asked if they had oral sex, and he said he REALLY didn’t like that, because his girlfriend always ended up letting her teeth scrape his penis, which ruined the experience. I asked, discounting the use of a condom, how did he like having intercourse, and he said he just didn’t like it. I asked why, and he said that his girlfriend was constantly asking him to slow down, or to take it out and start over - more slowly. So slow, that he really couldn’t enjoy it. And on the rare occasions when she let him go faster, the condom would break, and they’d have to start over anyway. I told him that he must be putting the condoms on wrong.

His girlfriend Stacy was a very petite girl, so I kind of understood her asking him to take it slow. My general assumption was that after several more attempts, she would warm up to having sex. And between the two of them, they’d figure out how to correctly put on a condom.

One afternoon, there was a knock on my front door. I opened it to find Chris standing there. He said he came over to hang out and watch movies. We were both struggling poor young adults, but I had one of those satellite boxes that “allowed” you to get all of the channels for free, including the movie channels, and even the pay per view channels - so this was a good plan.

The only real problem was, I didn’t have any kind of snacks or drinks to offer him. I suggested that we make a quick run to the store to get some snacks, but Chris said that he had just been on the road for a long time, and he didn’t want to get back into a car. So I told him he could hang out at my place, and I would run out to the store.

I went out and jumped in my car, and then I don’t know what happened. I’d driven in and out of that driveway hundreds of times without event, but this time, I backed right into the gate! I got out to assess the damage, and my passenger side door was severely caved in. I tried to open the door, but it would only open a few inches. I decided that it was best that I not drive my car, so I headed back to the house to tell Chris what had happened, and suggest that he drive us in his car. I walked up to my house and opened the door.

At this point I should mention that my unlocked satellite box also got all of the porn channels, in addition to everything else. I say this because, when I opened the front door, which opened directly into my living room, one of the porn channels was on, and Chris was sitting on my couch with his pants down around his ankles, jerking his dick.

We were both quite surprised. Chris let go of his dick, and it hit his body with a “thwap!” sound. I saw what I saw, but I quickly turned away. At that point, I questioned if I really saw what I saw, so I looked back at him, and I said, “... well, I see what the problem is”.

Chris had easily the biggest cock I have seen in person, at that point or since. With his cock resting against his body, the head rested just passed his abs. I think that’s called the sternum. But the length wasn’t even the most impressive part. In that moment I understood the phrase “beer can cock”. It was ungodly thick. In that moment, I couldn’t imagine how he could get that into 100 pound Stacy.

I told Chris, “Dude, you have a porn star cock”. He said it was “normal”. I said, “Yeah, normal for a porn star.” I said, “Now that I’ve seen what you’ve got, do you mind if I try to help you out with condoms and that kind of stuff”. He agreed.

I went to my bedroom and got a condom. I asked him to let me watch him put it on. He agreed. It was a struggle, and once he was done, something came to mind. At that time, Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson was an active wrestler, and he had an insult that went something like “You look like 10 pounds of monkey crap in a 5 pound bag”. THAT is what Chris’ cock looked like. It was crazy tight in my condom, and bulging in all kinds of random places, and Chris was complaining that it hurt. I think the pain was from the base, which was the widest part of his dick. The condom was almost like a cock ring for him.

I let him know that they make condoms for larger guys. I asked if I could measure his penis, so we’d know exactly what we were dealing with. He agreed, but, in order to measure it, I had to touch it…. I touched it a little more than I really needed to. In fact, at this point I noticed how truly big his balls were. I found a way to manipulate his balls a bit, so I could get good measurements. Clearly his sack was big, but when I touched his balls, well - one of his balls felt as big as both of mine together.

When I measured his cock, the length measured 8.25 inches, but it quite honestly did not feel completely hard to me - so I asked him to jerk it until he felt it was totally hard. I think he was just about to cum when he stopped jerking. That got a 9 inch measurement.

Then I started focusing on the girth. He sat on the couch and I put a soda can on his pubic area. I had him hold up his cock, and when I stood in front of him, I literally could not see the can at all. I asked to take a picture of it with my digital camera (so he could see what I saw - of course), but he refused.

I’ve used a penis pump on my dick in the past. I start out at 5 inches in girth, and end around 6.5 inches. Especially because of the soda can experiment, I estimated that Chris was going to be 8 inches in circumference. But when I measured it, it was 6.5 inches at the widest part (it tapered a lot the closer you got to the head). I thought, he's not completely hard, so I started jerking his dick. He said “Uh… what are you doing?” I had gone too far. I said “Oh - sorry! Can you get it really hard again?” When he did, it measured “just” 7 inches. I said “No way!” And I stood up, and that’s when I had a realization.

When you look at his cock from either the top, or the underside, it’s crazy crazy wide. But it’s not a cylinder like a soda can is. When you look at it from the side, it’s rather normal. Imagine looking at your hand, either the palm or backside of your hand, it’s very wide. But from the side, I doubt it’s more than an inch tall… that’s how Chris’ dick was. From the side, it was rather normal.

As I was kind of experimenting with his dick, I kept asking him to get it really hard. At one point, he said he was starting to ache, and he really needed to cum. I said, “then go ahead”. He started jerking with purpose, and then he picked up a tissue and used it to cup the head of his dick. I really wanted to see him cum, so I pushed his hand away. He looked annoyed, so I said - “I’ll wash your shirt”.

He closed his eyes, his balls drew up tight and eight ropes of cum launched out of his dick, over his shoulder, over the back of the couch, and onto the hardwood floor behind us with a “splat splat splat” sound effect. Nothing got on his shirt.

I asked, “Do you always cum like that?” and he said yes. I said, “I mean, does your cum always shoot?”. He said yes. I said, “does it ever land on your chest or stomach?” and he said no. I said, “You watch these porn videos. Sometimes it just dribbles out, right?” He said, “not for me”. I just thought - porn star!

We ended up going to a drug store for snacks, and we bought a variety of XL condoms at the same time. I don’t know what the clerk thought was going on. Back at my place, I had him get aroused and start trying them on. He picked a brand that he liked, and would use going forward.

Now that he had learned that he has a large endowment, he became much more patient with Stacy. In addition, he was no longer in pain or discomfort from the condoms, and the XL versions didn’t break, so their sex life really started to improve. I feel like I can take credit for most of that.

I tried to dream up ways to get to play with his dick again, but it never happened. But it’s a memory I know I’ll never forget.

 

[jared]

Here’s another one!

The summer before my senior year I was looking for a roommate to move into the second bedroom of the apartment I rented. Mutual friends had suggested an acquaintance who was getting the same major as me, Jonathan. We’d had classes together but I didn’t know him well. All I knew was that he had a nickname among the ladies as “the Monument” because he was supposed to have a huge dick, shaped like the Washington Monument.

I approached him about being roommates and Jonathan said he wanted to have a sleepover to decide if he liked the place. We grabbed dinner, hung out not too late, and got a good night of sleep. I woke up a little early and came out to the living room/kitchen in case Jonathan was up too. Shortly after, he came around the corner groggy looking with bed head in just boxers and a tee shirt, same as me.

My eyes immediately darted to his crotch where I expected to see a monster swinging in his boxers. But I couldn’t see anything! No bulge at all. I couldn’t understand given his nickname.

But then when I handed him a glass of water and he leaned back against the counter I saw a very clear outline in his tee shirt. He hadn’t waited for his morning wood to subside; he’d just tucked it up into the waste band of his boxers. It looked like a damn Pringles can stuffed in there. Thick and long. I got rock hard immediately (although I’m definitely wayyyyy average, even small in comparison to Jonathan), light headed, and realized he *had* to be my roommate. I bent over a little and leaned on the counter to hide my situation, which somehow just squeezed my prostate and made me more horny.

We stood there chatting at least 10-15 minutes until his boner subsided. (I would later learn he was an exhibitionist who absolutely got off showing off like this.) The instant it deflated enough, it popped out from behind the elastic band and swung out perpendicularly in his boxers. My eyes about popped out of my head and mouth fell open. Jonathan suavely made some sort of dramatic gesture as he was talking, seamlessly grabbed his wagging dick, announced he was getting ready for the day and held it as he walked out of the kitchen. The smirk on his face as he walked out told me he was well aware of exactly where my eyes had been and the effect he’d had on me with his exhibition. He loved attention.

I popped my boner out of my fly and jerked maximum like 5 strokes before I sprayed my load all over the counter. Rooming with Jonathan was one of the most crazy and sexually frustrating times of my life.

hot

 

[quicksilver1]

My college freshman roommate was comfortable being naked from day 1. (He took a shower and returned to the room and took his time to continue drying, and put on clothes in front of me.) He mostly wore boxers. Early on, I woke up earlier than him, and he had his sheet off of him, and I saw his tented boxers. It was a beautiful sight. Then maybe a month later, I had woke up earlier, but this time, I was surprised to see his hard dick completely exposed from the fly. I had to remember to breathe. His dick looked perfect and went with his perfect soccer toned body. It looked like a missile. I watched for a long time. I watched it move as he breathed. I ended up cumming in my briefs with barely a touch. We ended up seeing each other’s hard ons a number of times, all from waking up.

 

[dumdum1996]

When I was a senior in high school, I was hanging at a local pool and saw a kid from school who I had been friends with on and off for years. We decided to grab some McDonald’s and while we were changing I saw his thick uncut dick. Growing up I was kind of repressed and had never seen an uncut dick. It was at least 6 inches soft. I later found out he was bi and to this day I wish I had made a move because I still dream about that dick ten years later. Unfortunately, he’s married now with a kid. Not gonna lie kinda jealous of his wife.

 

[seasidefmby]

first year of college i had just moved in and trying to get a little more comfortable with my roommates (which turned out not so well) because the first few weeks i was really conscious about being naked or jerking off so i was constantly on edge and horny and i was going to the shared showers fully clothed then changing behind the curtains there.

but i came back one day and i dont remember how but the conversation turned a little sexual, and we were talking about how we jerked off. it was me and one other roommate in the room and i stated i hadnt jerked it in a while. he was sitting in his chair and mentioned something about showing each other what they looked like and i thought fuck it.

so i sat down at my chair, which was next to his and he turned our chairs to face each other. we both pulled our pjs down and flopped out soft cocks down.

as his cock flopped out it was huge like maybe 4 inches soft, cut and he started getting hard. i could see the veins slowly filling up with blood as he watched his grow. as i watched though, i felt mine getting hard too, really quickly. and in no time i was sitting in front of him in just a shirt, my cock at its hardest throbbing and jumping every few seconds with excitement. “hello there” i exclaimed. he chuckles.

i kept watching his grow slowly. but as it reach around 6.5 inches in size, it stopped growing, still partially soft and flopping downward. “is that it?” i say. he replies,”no fly hard its ablut 7 inches, i dont know why its not getting hard”.

he makes a couple more comments on mine. asking me “why is it uncut?” and when i repositioned my leg, he asked “you shave your ass?”

hearing those comments and that our third roommate was gonna be back soon, I slipped my pjs on, still rock hard and went to sleep.

 

[Hheellloo]

first year of college i had just moved in and trying to get a little more comfortable with my roommates (which turned out not so well) because the first few weeks i was really conscious about being naked or jerking off so i was constantly on edge and horny and i was going to the shared showers fully clothed then changing behind the curtains there.

but i came back one day and i dont remember how but the conversation turned a little sexual, and we were talking about how we jerked off. it was me and one other roommate in the room and i stated i hadnt jerked it in a while. he was sitting in his chair and mentioned something about showing each other what they looked like and i thought fuck it.

so i sat down at my chair, which was next to his and he turned our chairs to face each other. we both pulled our pjs down and flopped out soft cocks down.

as his cock flopped out it was huge like maybe 4 inches soft, cut and he started getting hard. i could see the veins slowly filling up with blood as he watched his grow. as i watched though, i felt mine getting hard too, really quickly. and in no time i was sitting in front of him in just a shirt, my cock at its hardest throbbing and jumping every few seconds with excitement. “hello there” i exclaimed. he chuckles.

i kept watching his grow slowly. but as it reach around 6.5 inches in size, it stopped growing, still partially soft and flopping downward. “is that it?” i say. he replies,”no fly hard its ablut 7 inches, i dont know why its not getting hard”.

he makes a couple more comments on mine. asking me “why is it uncut?” and when i repositioned my leg, he asked “you shave your ass?”

hearing those comments and that our third roommate was gonna be back soon, I slipped my pjs on, still rock hard and went to sleep.

Very hot! Did you ever see the third roommates dick?

 

[seasidefmby]

Very hot! Did you ever see the third roommates dick?

nope, the first roommate was too sexual, constantly bringing up sex and made it super difficult to do work
i ended up in the library almost 24/7, came back only to sleep. he also shared too much information sometimes.

i moved out to my own apartment after that

 

[Isityours]

Back in school, my friend(was skinny at the time) used to pitch a tent often, and always used to manspread. He even adjusted a few times, which made things worse. A time we both sat next to each other with raging boners and legs splayed, nearly ripped our pants, and got kicked out of class.

 

[Isityours]

I was erect for an entire lecture so i sat splayed with a visible outline next to my male friends who were also sat splayed, pocketpooling.

 

[SavvyLexus9]

Only seen my friends soft when we showered at summer camp. I’ve seen my step dad hard and cousins.

 

[Hheellloo]

Only seen my friends soft when we showered at summer camp. I’ve seen my step dad hard and cousins.

How did you see them hard? how did their dicks look?