It was a typical Friday evening. I came home after a long week of work and planned to pour myself a strong cocktail before settling into the sofa to watch some tv and unwind. Flipping through the channels, there was nothing of interest. Funny how having 150-plus channels on cable and not a one that I wanted to watch. I decided to switch to porn.
I hadn't had a date in eons, nor had I jacked in a long while. Too long. So just the thought of surfing porn got my penis chubby in anticipation. I don't just jack off. I make a production of it. I take a quick shower, lube up my dick and put on scrotum weights to provide that little extra bouncing tug that I so enjoy when I pumping my cock. My television isn't hooked up to the internet, so I pull out my laptop to do my surfing.
I laid a towel and sat back onto the chaise of my sofa positioning the laptop to my side, with my cocktail to the other on the end table. Its been a while, so I know however I try to edge and extend myself, I'm not likely to last long. My cock was already chubby and I hadn't even booted the computer.
My stomach growled and realized I hadn't had dinner yet. As I don't like to drink on an empty stomach, I decided to order pizza before getting started on my wank-session. Those guys claim a forty-minute delivery, but being a Friday evening, I knew it would be closer to an hour. I figured I had plenty of time and punched in the number and ordered a double-cheese and pepperoni, and a liter of orange soda.
I was all set. Credit card info and address provided. Pizza on order. Cock was lubed, weights were on, and cocktail poured. I was ready. I opened the laptop and began to surf porn channels. My moods often change on the type of porn I watch, but that particular day I was curious about gay sex. I've never been with a guy, but couldn't help admit that I get ideas when I see a nice cock on either straight or gay porn. I was intrigued by a video I came across titled "First TIme at the Gay Bathhouse". I clicked it and expanded the view to full-screen.
With a cocktail in one hand and my oiled dick in the other, I settled in to watch a nervous guy entering a locker room and sheepishly strip nude. Others were doing the same, but this was new to him and could tell he was uncomfortable. Donning a skimpy towel, he heading toward the darkened labyrinth of hallways and rooms. I knew it was acting and only a movie, but couldn't help relating to the guy in the scene.
I've often fantasized about visiting a bathhouse myself. I watched as the scene change to the guy entering a sauna and sitting across from a guy that was already there. The guy offered an inviting smile as his hand moved to his crotch. The newbie tried to act like he didn't notice, but he did. I wondered what I'd be thinking if that were me.
Before long, the newbie's eyes widened as the guy pulled his towel open and exposed himself. The newbie was visibly nervous but didn't leave. It looked as though he was frozen in place, not knowing how to react, fighting between fantasy and reality. I could easily imagine reacting in the very same way. My cock was growing hard as I took another swig of my drink.
The guy slowly stroked his cock to full erection as the newbie spied on. The camera switched from his dick to the newbie's eyes and back again. Then from his mouth and back to the guy slowly jacking. The newbie's hand sliding to his own growing cock under his towel and back to the jacking again. Would I be that easily seduced? Yes, I believe I would have. I could almost feel the heat and the sweat and the inhibitions melt away for that guy.
The guy stood up and walked up to the newbie. His dick was perpendicular as he positioned himself between the newbie's legs as he sat on the bench. The camera angles alternated between their eyes and that throbbing cock. A silent request and tacit approval. Dang, this movie was great! I was jacking now and feeling my balls bounce under the weight of the collar. The scene backed out to frame the guy putting his hand on the back of the newbie's head to bring him closer to his dick. I could so relate to that newbie and wished it was me.
I went to take another sip of my drink and found it empty. Crap. I had plenty of time before the food got there, so paused the movie and went to get up and fetch a refill when the doorbell rang. What? I wasn't expecting company and it was too early for the pizza. Or was it? How long had it been? Crap! I pulled the towel off the sofa and swung it around my waist to answer the door.
I cracked open the door and saw that it was indeed the pizza delivery guy. I stood behind the door as I cracked it open. "Your pizza, sir," he said as I tried to appear nonchalant. I was more than a bit embarrassed trying to hide my hard-on as I opened the door enough to accept the pie. I was about to disappear behind the door again when the delivery guy reminded me of the soft drink I also ordered. I stopped to turn again to grab the large plastic bottle. With a pizza box in one hand, I had to allow the door to open further to get the soda with the other. As I fumbled to grab the bottle, my towel dropped to the floor. Crap!
I tried to close the door with my foot as I juggled with the pizza and soda, but not before the delivery guy got a good look at my nudity. That and my oiled up hard-on and weighted scrotum. I felt so humiliated, I wanted to curl up and die. I managed to swing the door enough to hide behind, but it was still ajar. My towel had prevented a full close. I padded to the coffee table to put it all down and realized the door was crept open enough for the guy to view my laptop - and the paused scene of a guy about to suck a dick in particular.
My heart was racing and my head was spinning by then. Could I feel more exposed? I intended to pad back to the door, grab my towel and slam the door shut. But when I turned back toward the door, it was wide open. I didn't know whether he pushed it open or it happened on its own. All I was sure of was that the guy was standing there smiling and giving me the up and down. I could feel my face flush red and froze.