Chad and Kieran were sitting on the couch directly across from Joe in the living room of Chad's cramped apartment. All three were down to just their underwear, and each held a beer. The mood was relaxed; none of them found it the least bit strange to be nearly-naked in front of each other.
They had all been close friends since starting college three years ago. The former two were both members of the college football team; Chad and Joe, meanwhile, had been assigned as roommates their freshman year. Chad had gone out of his way to invite Joe to all the various football-related events that year, even though he wasn't on the team. Joe had appreciated the gesture and had made the most of it, becoming close with most of the players, but especially Chad, Kieran, and Chad's older brother, Nathan. Come junior year, he had a great group of friends who'd hang out together all the time.
Chad was the most impressive specimen of the three. He was 6'3", and, as a result of his strict diet and weight lifting regimen, he had practically no body fat. When he laughed -- as Kieran was wont to make him do while the trio were drinking -- his large, muscular pecs heaved up and down as though he were flexing them rapidly, on purpose. He kept his brown hair in a severe buzz cut, adding to the image of a brutal tight end, but his emerald eyes sparkled with naïveté.
Next to Chad, Kieran seemed downright average. At 5'10", he was one of the shortest guys on the team. He put in the work at the gym, but always ate the extra snack and drank the extra beer. Still, the small layer of padding he carried didn't completely conceal the results of his workout regimen.
Joe was leaner than the other two; he had always been more adept at activities requiring cardio over strength. Like Kieran, he couldn't compete with Chad's ridiculous physique, but he kept himself tight. His last girlfriend had constantly referred to his physique as a "swimmer's body." Joe had sun-kissed tan skin, just like one would expect a swimmer and runner to. He kept his wavy, black hair short, making sure it never hid his piercing blue eyes. He often sported some dark stubble on his face as well.
Joe had always felt a little different than his friends. They were doers, whereas he was more of a watcher. He had discovered over the years that he would sometimes wish that he could be more like them. In particular, he had often watched Chad with a slight sense of jealousy when they had been roommates. The girls in the dorm would find reasons to stop him in the hall as he went to the shower in nothing but a towel. Joe had wished he was Chad in these situations, but he was more like the girls in the way his eyes also consumed his friend's sculpted body. Joe couldn't help fall back into this habit, after the evening had taken an unexpected turn that had led to his friends' exposure.
Chad was wearing a pair of tight black briefs that struggled to contain his massive thighs. Kieran was in a pair of faded, loose-fitting plaid boxers. Joe had laughed when he had realized the button over the fly had fallen off, due to what he assumed was the advanced age of the boxers. Joe had also discovered that he could see peeks of Kieran's cock whenever his friend would stand up or sit down.
"I'm bringing more beer, boys," called Nathan's voice from the kitchen.
Nathan was the sole senior of their quartet. The family resemblance between him and Chad was undeniable. The simplest way to describe the older sibling would be to say that he was simply 'more Chad.' He was an inch taller than his brother, and boasted virtually the same absurdly muscular body -- no surprise, since the pair were inseparable at the gym. Their shared workout regimen merely reinforced their similarity, however. Even Nathan's eyes were almost the same stunning shade of green as Chad's.
Nathan said, "Here we go," as he walked back in with a cold six-pack dangling from his left hand.
Nathan flashed his impressive smile, nodding at Chad and Kieran. Nathan was completely naked, as he had been when he'd gone to the kitchen. His dick was hanging flaccid between his legs; it was a well-proportioned six inches that Joe found very impressive. Nathan's pubes were groomed to a small patch above the base of his cock, so they didn't hide even a fraction of an inch.
Nathan's dick swung a little as he moved across the room before he settled into the empty seat on the couch next to Joe. He tossed each of the boys across from him a cold beer. Joe could feel the heft of Nathan's warm, muscular body leaning against him on the small couch, with Nathan spreading his left leg into Joe's space; between the size of his cock and the size of his thighs, he practically had to.
Joe felt a cold sensation on his neck jolting him back to reality; he had been staring at Nathan's penis. He looked up to realize Nathan was placing a beer against his nape.
"Thought you could use some cooling down," Nathan chuckled. To Joe, that seemed tantamount to saying, "Caught you looking."
"My turn," called out Chad. "Kieran, truth or dare?" He took a swig of beer.
"Dare," replied Kieran, suddenly very competitive. He locked eyes with his seatmate, daring him to dare him.
"Go give my brother a thirty second lap dance," Chad said before laughing.
Kieran let out a loud sigh as he stood. Joe could see the tip of his cock head through the unfastened fly of his boxers.
"Come to Papa," Nathan said. "Make Big Daddy happy."
Nathan was chortling along with his brother. He slapped his thighs several times, causing his cock to bounce up and down. Kieran took the few steps needed to position himself in front of Nathan. Chad grabbed his phone and started playing a song with a loud beat.
"Music for the dancer," Chad teased.
Kieran turned his back towards Nathan and started swaying side to side, undulating his hips. He dipped towards the floor and popped back up; he bent over at his waist, shaking his well-worn boxers into Nathan's face. Everyone was howling at that point; Kieran stopped for a second to catch his breath.
Kieran reached behind him, placing his hand on Nathan's shoulder to steady himself. He lowered his ass closer to Nathan's crotch. He swayed in a circular manner, dragging the hem of his boxers across Nathan's cock. Kieran lowered himself the last inch or so, sitting on Nathan's lap.
Nathan bit his bottom lip letting out a moan. Chad was laughing so hard he was doubling over. Joe was awkwardly chuckling as well while trying to pull himself a little further away from the commotion next to him. He could feel the hair from Nathan's exposed leg and lower thigh rubbing against him.
Kieran raised himself back up a few inches from Nathan's lap. Joe could see from his angle that Nathan's cock had sprung to life. While he appeared to be only partially erect, it had grown another inch and gained significantly more girth.
Nathan reached his left hand towards his crotch, grabbing the base of his dick and applying pressure to make it appear harder; he grasped onto the corner of Kieran's waistband with his other hand, giving it a slight yank.
The boxers slid down enough to expose the right side of Kieran's ass, which was covered in a light peach fuzz. Nathan used his left hand to firmly thwack his cock against Kieran's ass cheek.
"I thought you could use a tip for your dancing," he said through his laughter. "Just the tip." He then let go of Kieran's waistband, and the boxers slid back into place at over his hips.
"That was way longer than thirty seconds," Kieran said as he stood up, laughing all the while. "You were supposed to be timing, Chad. You asshole!"
Kieran walked across the room and sat back down, taking a well-deserved chug of his beer. Chad turned off the music. Nathan was still howling. Joe glanced over and saw that one hand was still on his cock, while the other was running across his heaving abs. After another moment, he let go of his dick to grab his beer.
Joe was fixated on Nathan's erection, which was bobbing up and down as the rest of the laughter worked its way out of his system. His friend's thick, meaty rod was pointing into the air. Joe could discern a bulging vein running down its length. He could not be certain, but he guessed that Nathan must have been nine inches just then, and not quite completely hard.
Joe felt an arm drape across his shoulder. He quickly took his eyes away from Nathan's cock.
"Not bad, huh?" he heard Nathan whisper.
Joe saw Nathan nod down at his own cock. Joe tried to play it off by chuckling and shaking his head from side to side.
