I am happy to share my stories. But, French of origin, thank you for your understanding for my English which remains very imperfect!
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"Hey, Nabil, don't you think it's a little too hot in here? I'm having a really hard time falling asleep..."
"Yeah, it's true that it's crazy hot!"
"Do you mind if I get naked?" And without even waiting for my friend's response, I sit on the edge of my bed, remove my T-shirt, as well as my boxers.
It doesn't change much, but at least I no longer have clothes sticking to my skin. I lie on my bed again, on top of the sheets, letting the ceiling fan blow some air over my sweaty skin. I stay silent so as not to disturb Nabil.
After a few minutes he cuts the silence of the night by saying, "Damn, you're right, Thibault!" and the light of the moon entering the room lets me see Nabil making the same gestures as I did earlier. I even manage to finally see what he has never shown me in the 9 months we have known each other: a beautiful circumcised cock of a good size!
Nabil and I have been in the same high school class since last September. He is new in town. We found ourselves in this class where the high school grouped together all the repeaters: we were all 18 or 19 years old at the start of the school year.
By chance, Nabil and I found ourselves sitting next to each other. And we quickly became really friends. Quite a few things separate us: he is of Moroccan origin, I am of pure French origin; he is very sporty, I am more of a nerd; he seems straight, I'm gay (even if I try to hide it...). But, without us really knowing why, we are really pals.
In addition, we don't really see each other outside of high school: he claims that his parents prefer that he stays in his environment, in his Arab culture.
I must admit that one of the things that attracts me about him is his bod: he is certainly shorter than me (5' 9'' compared to my 6' 3''), but he has a beautiful musculature, a skin amber color, a smiling face, smoldering black eyes, dark hair cut very short. It really catches the girls' eyes... As well as mine! During class, I sometimes look at his crotch to observe his bulge.
He's of course like me and like all guys our age: sometimes, for no apparent reason, he gets a boner in the middle of a lesson! He looks embarrassed when I catch him readjusting his bulge in an attempt to hide his erection. And it doesn't work too well because he must have a real monster in his boxers!
In the school locker rooms during sports sessions I also settle next to him. Because we're friends, but also to be able to look at his boxers a little closer. Yes, I can see that what he puts there is bigger than for me. But he never gets naked and doesn't take collective showers. By modesty? As far as I'm concerned, it's for fear of exposing my little dick to others' eyes: when resting, I have to accept my tiny 3''; it's still a little less worse when erect with almost 6''...
I might as well take this opportunity to describe myself more completely: I am blond with light skin and blue eyes. Taller than him, I am on the other hand skinnier. Not really sexy. Suffice it to say that eyes do not turn on me, neither that of the girls, nor that of the boys... While I have to struggle in the locker room not to stare at the juvenile cocks of my classmates, some of whom have between their legs already very meaty and thick specimens!
However, I am quite popular in the class because I am a nice guy and have a sense of humor appreciated by others: you have to have assets!
This is undoubtedly what pushed Nabil last May to ask me to come and spend 3 or 4 weeks with him in Casablanca (Morocco) at his grandparents. He goes there every summer and meets some of his cousins there.
At the end of high school, late June, we celebrated our 19th birthdays, each in our own family and, this evening, July 1st, we land in Casa for 4 weeks. We eat a sandwich on the bus which drops us off not far from Nabil grandparents' little house. They are already in bed. We settle into our room, each in one of the 2 large beds, trying to fall asleep despite this warmness I complained about in the 1st sentence of this story.
As I can see that Nabil is still not sleeping, I say to him, "Hey, Nabil, I'm surprised that you got naked, you who remain very modest in high school..."
He doesn't answer right away, then finally says, "Yeah, I'm kind of modest... In fact, I especially want to avoid getting stupid jokes from others... But here it's not the same... First of all, you're my best buddy... And, you'll see tomorrow, I didn't warn you, but here in Morocco, to avoid wasting water, we take the shower in pairs... So, we might as well take it in stages re nudity!"
"Okay, absolutely no problem for me!" I answer him almost automatically. Hoping I didn't seem too happy about this prospect... Showering at the same time as Nabil: yummy!
Silence falls again and I have still difficulty falling asleep, trying to imagine why someone could make fun of him when naked... I manage to sleep, but have endless dreams where I see erect cocks forcing my mouth or that I jerk off until they squirt big bursts of cum!
In the early morning, I am awakened by the calls of the muezzin of the neighboring mosque. Noticing that I have magnificent morning wood, I slip under the sheet. Immediately afterwards my gaze darts to the bed next door and Nabil's body: lying on his back, he sleeps and, spread out on his abs, he exposes a huge erect cock with a pink glans! Wow, that looks even more massive than I imagined!
I sit up a little to see better. But my movement wakes him up a little... So, I lie down again and close my eyes but manage to see between my eyelids.
What a spectacle: Nabil starts by stroking his cock, then spits in his hand to start a furious handjob, as he certainly does every morning when he wakes up! Then he probably remembers that I'm in the bed right next to him, so he checks that I'm asleep and gets up to get his boxers and put them on to hold his gear. His cock stands at attention and swings in front of his abs, the glans brushing the hairs lining his navel. He has to struggle to get his boxers to contain his monster of flesh, but he manages to do so anyway. Then he goes back to bed.
I fight against myself not to jerk off remembering what I just saw. But I'm afraid of getting caught with my cock in my hand, even though I'm sure it won't take more than 1 minute to squirt.
"Hello Nab! I didn't hear you get up..." I tell him when I join him in the kitchen where he is having breakfast.
"Hello Thib! Sit down and come and taste what my grandmother prepared for us... She and my grandfather went to the market... You will meet them when they return..."
I eat with a very good appetite things that I did not know. Nabil's grandparents return quite quickly: they are around 70 years old and are very friendly.
We spend the day exploring the neighborhood. We take a bike ride and meet some of Nabil's local friends, some of whom are real jocks. It awakes my libido. It doesn't take much: my mind is constantly thinking about this morning's show and is already fantasizing about the shower to come... My dick is in the air all day and my boxers must be covered in precum!
6 p.m.: it's shower time! Nabil's grandparents go first and, according to house rules, they shower together.
"Nabil, the shower is free!" shouts his grandmother 20 minutes later.
Nabil gets shirtless and takes his towel. I imitate him and follow him into the bathroom. The room is rather small.