We bought our condo 10 years ago. At that time, the apartment directly across from us was occupied by an elderly gentleman and his care giver. We tried to be nice or at least pleasant, but he wouldn't give us the time of day - turns out he was extremely homophobic and didn't like the gays living next door. He was never hostile, he just tried to ignore us, even if we offered to help carry heavy items or such. He'd just decline or ignore us. After a while we just stopped trying.
Sadly, a few years ago (for his family, at least) he passed away. He left the condo to his nephew. The nephew and his wife moved in. Hugh and Lori were close to our age (mid 50s at the time) and we hit it off with them. Lori warned us that Hugh was very homophobic, as his uncle had been, however, he never came across that way. As couples we went out to dinner, relaxed on our balconies, had dinner in each other's places, drank and enjoyed the company and spending time together. We shared a passion, with Hugh at least, for cooking and exploring recipes and we often cooked together, working on new ideas. Hugh and the hubs and I that is. Lori drank wine and sat nearby, part of the conversation but not the activity.
Hugh never had a homophobic thing to say, he was curious and asked questions, as despite living in Toronto his whole live, he'd never known any (out at least) gay people. But he was always accepting and generous. Lori, however, turned out to be the one with issues, she was judgmental asked the usual straight people questions - which one is the woman, kind of stuff - rude and a bit obnoxious.
Our building has a small gym, and when I couldn't get to my regular gym, I was able to grab some cardio and some weight work downstairs. We also have a sauna and Hugh loves his saunas. He'd go every day and I'd often see him there, changing, well stripping, as he would sauna in the nude. Hugh had a nice body, a bit pudgy in the middle, not much body hair, and the first time he dropped his pants (the exercise room faces directly into the locker area, so you have a full view of anyone changing), his cock was on full display. It was a nice thick uncut 3-4 inches, resting over a nice set of balls.
I tried not to stare, to give my friend his privacy, but he was right in front of me, so what's a perv to do? I didn't, physically, do anything or even join him in the sauna that first day, just watched him change and I left before he finished his sauna. This pairing went on for several weeks as we always seemed to be there around the same time.
One night we all went out for a couples night, just the four of us, for dinner and as we were sitting around the table, food and drink and conversation flowed. We'd had a few drinks and the talk became semi-sexual, flirty but harmless. I don't recall who said anything about nudity but Hugh piped up that I'd already seen him naked, to which Lori bristled and demanded to know how it was I was seeing her husband naked. Hugh piped up, in the gym/sauna. We see each other all the time, which isn't exactly true, as he hadn't seen me yet, as I don't change down there, I change and shower upstairs.
Lori turned to me and warned me not to get any ideas about her husband. And until that point, I hadn't but since she told me I can't well I'm an ass, so what can I say.
The following Saturday, I'm working out in the condo gym. I'm nearly finished when Hugh comes in and starts to strip off. We exchange the usual banter and I say, you know what, I'm going to join you in the sauna today. He says that's great, he'd love the company.
I follow him in after stripping down and together we sit in the heat. He had set the timer for 30 minutes. The sauna in our condo is small, it has two levels of benches and could seat at max six people, if you crammed those six people in. But we're alone. By necessity we're sitting close to each other, and I let my leg drift, as we talk, until it's resting against his. He doesn't move away. I take it no further as we continue to talk, and then I notice a slight shift of his cock. It had been nestled, in his full bush, but now was sliding along his leg, stretching out. My own cock responds and starts to harden as well.
We keep talking but now I let my leg rub against his, pressing into him a little, letting him know I'm aware that we're touching. He continues to harden and is now standing up over his leg, not fully hard but already at about 7 inches.
My own six is fully hard, at this point. We sit there in the heat, still talking about nothing, both of us with hardons and I tug on mine a bit, stroking it idly. He's squirming a bit, trying to hide his (it's pretty hard to hide it though).
"I guess the heat is getting to us both," I say, as I slap his thigh, causing his cock to bounce in response.
