It wasn’t “sexual” (at least by Bill Clinton’s standards), but it was just this last weekend, and it was pretty fun.
So for various reasons my partner and I spent thanksgiving holiday with our separate families. I went to a cousins house in Oregon for long weekend. A nephew who was there had just gotten engaged, so five of us guys went to my cousin and her husband’s cabin for a couple days skiing while the women stayed in town and did wedding stuff. It was myself, my cousin's husband (their cabin), my nephew, the furniture brides father, and her brother. It is a four bedroom cabin, one bedroom had a pair of twin beds so to let the guys who were newer to the family have their own rooms my cousins husband, Daniel, and I shared the room with twin beds.
I’ve known Daniel since they married in about 1990, so almost 30 years. He is a very athletic jock type guy, always playing some sport, coaching, backpacking, camping, etc. He’s always been very nice, but I’ve always been very close to my cousin and we’d often travel or do things just the two of us while Daniel was off doing his own thing (he was probably glad to have someone take her off his hands for a while). Point is, over 30 years I haven’t really spent that much time with him.
Daniel is a jock, tech nerd, never had children.....one of those guys who is very blunt and matter of fact in conversation and often has a locker room filter on what he says. I think he is just so used to only being around only guys, or just his wife. He’s not a shy guy, hot tubbing in the nude, pisses with the bathroom door open, and he doesn’t seem to realize most people aren’t that nonchalant.
Anyway, five of us are up at the cabin, Daniel and I sharing a room. First night he walks down the hall, naked, and into the master bedroom (which is where is clothes are and the future father-in-law is staying) to get a pair of sweatpants. Doesn't knock, startles the old guy and freaks him out a bit I think, lol. I hear all the commotion and come into our shared room, Daniel announces he's going to turn in, wants to start skiing early, blah blah. I'm clearly looking at him and he says, "oh yea, I still sleep in the raw, doesn't bother you does it? " I say of course not, blah blah that I didn't bring anything to sleep in either.
Over the years I've seen Daniel naked several times (hot tub, changing clothes, and in lockerroom), and he was much more of a grower than a shower, and still appears to be. One of the first times when he saw me naked also was years ago right after they were married, I went golfing with he and his dad and brother. In the lockerroom after I came out of one side of showers and he the other, my dick swinging to and fro, his more just sticking out kind of bobbing. He never really said much at the time, but there have been quite a few instances where reference was made to my cock over the years, so I know he told his wife that I at least hung low. It has been almost 30 years since that, he is still in very good shape, basically a 62 year old jock, bald now, and his body hair has gone salt and little pepper, but his cock hasn't changed much as I remember.
So in the morning, sun just coming up, I'm startled awake by this fap, fap, fap and I sit up in bed and see Daniel is jerking off! "what the ….." I say as I sit up, he just looks at me and says "I can't very well rub one out in the shower, almost gave the old guy a heart attack last night, he'd never get over this (he chuckles with a fist full of cock), day's just not right if I don't start it off right, you know." I see he has his tablet laying on the bed, probably watching porn, and I'm startled but not really that startled because he is just so nonchalant about stuff. I stand up with a bit of a morning chubby, pull on some pants (while checking out his cock of course), and say "I'll go make coffee and let you finish your work here". As I'm making coffee thinking about his cock, (not bad but I've definitely got him beat in the size department) I'm trying to figure out how I should respond or react. He clearly knows I'm gay, and he has never had an issue with that or been the least bit homophobic, always treating me just like one of "the guys". I decide I'll be just as nonchalant as he, acting like it was an everyday occurrence. When he finally comes out, he mumbles something about sorry for waking me up, and how as we get older we go back to our childhood …. that we used to jack off a lot as kids, then when we get older out wives don't want sex so we end up jacking off a lot again as older men. I say that I see his point and that I guess I kind of agree, to which he walks over, gives me a lockerroom-type punch at the chest and says, "yea, you're just like the rest of us …..maybe worse." He grins and heads out to ski, saying to txt him when we all head up.
Turns out the future in-laws aren't much for snow skiing, they're from Florida, after about 4 hours they were done. That night the two younger guys went into town to hit a few bars, the father was pretty sore (he was in pretty good shape, but closer to 70 I think) so Daniel suggested he take a soak in the hot tub after dinner. Daniel cleaned up the kitchen and I went into the bedroom and made a few phone calls and checked email. Pretty soon Daniel comes in starts stripping off says he's going out, tells me to grab a beer and beer and join them. I said I didn't bring any trunks and didn't he think he should put some on since he had guests and all? His response was typical, "huh...…?... we're all guys.....?.....I don't know ANYONE who wears trunks in the hot tub, even in mixed company!...….you're so uptight, relax" as he struts down the hall naked toward the back door. I think about this for maybe 10 minutes, decide it's his house so who am I to correct him, and figure I'll go out and say hi. I step out, ask if I can get anybody a beer and make a bit of small talk. I can see Daniel's dark bush in the water (clearly he didn't opt for trunks) and it looks like maybe the father has on tighty whities. They both tell me to grab a beer and join them, the father sounding rather insistent, so I agree thinking he's a bit uncomfortable with just the two of them. They have a small cooler of beer outside so I've no reason to go back in, as I pull off my shirt I realize I'm commando so its going to be au natural for me as well......I can either be a prude and say I've got to go in for some underwear or follow my hosts lead and go for it...… Daniel must have sensed my slight hesitation and says, "just strip off and hop in, the water is great". I'm much more of a shower than Daniel, and there was a time I'd have been more reserved around people I didn't know, now I just went for it leisurely stripping off pants and flopping back and forth as I pulled off socks (probably standing there just a little longer than necessary). We soaked and talked about the upcoming wedding, their families, blah, blah, finally the father got out for another beer and could see he filled out his fruit of the looms pretty well, but he wasn't taking them off. He took a towel and announced he was going to bed, about 20 minutes later I was really fading so wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for bed also.