Let me clear something immediately: I am straight.
However, I am a himbo. I’m 29 and in the last five years I visited the gym every day. And I must admit, after a while, I kind of like what I saw in the mirror. A beefcake of a himbo. This is how I see myself.
And after my workouts, I like to take long showers, and well, some guys like to watch. So I let them watch. They don’t really turn me on, but the fact that they get hard by merely watching me shower, well – that’s pretty arousing. But nothing really happened. Only my curiosity grew.
Last month, I took a short business trip to London with my colleague, Tom. It was a big deal, a possible career-turning moment for both of us. Our company paid all the expenses, we got business class tickets and good hotels. In the evenings, Tom and I visited some pubs and talked about work and life. He was a nice guy, the same age, quite good looking, and a good company. And he was gay, so we could have compared our current dating history.
He must have been a bit into me, but not like an obsession, more like a fantasy. Probably, I was his bro friend.
The last afternoon, we were quite happy with our achievements, and left the hotel for the airport with a satisfactory feeling of success. What we didn’t know was that there was a tube strike. No trains to Heathrow Airport. All the cabs are taken. So by the time we got to the airport, we missed our flight. And this was the last flight home that day, so we had to book hotel rooms near the airport.
Well, the receptionist told us that because of the strike, many people missed their flight, so they are almost fully booked – they have one room left. With a king-size bed. We took it. We didn’t mind staying in the same room and bed for one night.
Both Tom and I were too exhausted, so we went straight up to the room. Well, even though we had to share a bed, the room was really nice and quite big. With the mirrors on he wall, it must have been the airport version of a honeymoon suit. The only problem: it was overheated. We tried to adjust the AC, but it didn’t seem to work.
Tom took a shower first, then came back in a T-shirt and a pair of boxers, and took his side of the bed. So it was my turn to use the bathroom. Well, as I mentioned, I am not shy, so I took off my shirt and pants in front of him, and in the mirror, I caught his face – he couldn’t take his eyes off me. I really like Tom, so I thought I would give him some jerk-off material for later, and I kicked my underwear off, then slowly walked towards the bathroom.
After the shower, I looked at my naked body in the mirror, and I really liked what I saw: tall, beefy, muscular. I was thinking this is a perfect time to masturbate before bed, and my own image actually turned me on, but that must have been too weird, with Tom a few steps away. So with a towel around my waist, I went back to the room.
Tom was already in bed, in his T-shirt.
’Hey Tom, would you mind if I sleep naked? It is quite hot in here.’
’Sure, yeah. It is hot.’
’I don’t know how you will sleep with clothes on in this heat. Good night.’
He took off his T-shirt and murmured Good night.
I switched the lights off, but we left the curtains open, so the lights of the airport painted the room blue. Maybe that was the reason none of us could sleep, I don’t know.
’You can’t sleep either, Tom?’
’No, man. I am very tired, but I can’t fall asleep.’
’The same. You know, Tom, when I was in the bathroom, I was even thinking of jerking off.’
’Oh yeah?’ I could clearly detect some awkwardness in his voice, but was it because of the subject matter or because of his interest in me? I kept on talking.
’You know, when I cannot sleep, nothing is as effective as a good bate.’ He didn’t answer immediately. And then.
’Yeah, the same. I masturbated myself to sleep so many times.’
Needless to say, by this time, my dick was really hard.
’So, Tom, would you mind if I start masturbating?’
’Uhhh – sure. Yeah, no. Please.’
I sat up in bed, just half a meter from him, and uncovered myself. I could see my reflection in the mirror on the wall. My boner was very impressive. With one hand, I grabbed my dick, and with the other, I started to play with my nipples.
In the mirror, I saw that Tom’s eyes were closed; he was trying hard not to watch. The himbo in me wanted him to watch me. I didn’t want to have sex with him, but the idea that I could jerk off in front of another dude seemed awesome. So I moaned a little just to provoke him. But he didn’t react. Okay.
’You know, you can watch, if you want.’
He opened his eyes: ’You wouldn’t mind?’
’No. In fact, it would turn me on a bit. Don’t get any wrong ideas. It is purely bating. That’s my limit. But I’m happy to show off for you.’
By the time I finished talking, he was sitting by mind side, watching me with amazement. He still had his boxers on, covering an apparently huge boner.
’Wow, Tom, I can tell you like what you see.’
’Uhum.’
’You know, I don’t mind if you lose those boxers.’
I didn’t have to say twice. He took them off in a hurry, revealing his hard cock. I watched us in the mirror, and I must say that Tom was pretty hot himself, although he looked a bit frightened.
’ Come on, Tom, don’t be embarrassed, you’ve done quite a few things before with guys.’
’Oh, yeah, but that was very different.’
’How come?’
’First of all, you have no idea how extremely sexy you are, plus just because you are straight, you are the forbidden fruit.’
’Haha, dude, that’s sweet. So do you enjoy watching me?’
’It’s like a dream.’
’Okay. So I am happy to let you. But I prefer, if you only watch. Don’t touch yourself.’
’Whatever you say, bro.’
’Maybe later I’ll let you do it. Now let’s concentrate on me.’
He was really close to me and almost shaking from the desire. Wow, he really looked handsome now. I kept bating for him; this was very new to me, and it turned me on big time. As I kept playing with both of my nipples, I moaned a little.
I decided to give him a little extra, so I spread my legs widely so he could get a good look at my hole in the mirror. It must have driven him crazy.
’Do you like what you see, Tom?’
’It’s fucking hot.’
’I’m jerking off for only you now. You are a very lucky dude, I hope you know that. You might join me a bit later, but I’m afraid now it is too early. You would cum immediately, right?’
’Right.’
I love masturbating almost as much as fucking pussy, but somehow the fact that another man was this close, watching me, worshiping my body, made it hotter than ever.
’What if I let you stay between my legs? You like that?’
I couldn’t even finish the sentence. Tom positioned himself between my huge legs. Now he had a very close view of my cock. He opened his mouth, although he knew that there was no chance of cocksucking. But I enjoyed the view – his face full of desire just an inch away from my huge, erect penis.
I looked at the mirror. There I was in the middle, strong and beautiful, and he from behind with a surprisingly hot ass: firm, round, and smooth. It opened a little, and this sight was too much for me. That was the asshole of Tom. The pussy of a man.
I had to cum, and I did so hard like never before. It was a huge load and wnr everywhere: my abs, my pecs, my beard, and my face. I could taste my own cum, and it kept coming. My body was shaking so hard.
It took me a minute to get back to my old self again. I looked at Tom’s face. He looked like someone who had witnessed a miracle. I’d never admit to him that he made me cum, that his ass was the final straw. But I liked him, so I decided to be generous.
’You know what, Tom? Now it is your time, and if you like it, you can be my human cum rug. You can clean all the cum from me as you jerk off.’
He moved closer as someone who couldn’t believe his luck and started to lick and it my load from my belly. As he moved to my chest, he began to masturbate. He slurped all the cum.
Now he was licking my neck and beard. Wow, I never got this close to a man. It felt weird, but I didn’t mind.
And finally, we were face-to-face. He did his job, and the only place he didn’t clean up was around my mouth.
I smiled at him. I wanted him to lick my lips. I let him kiss me.
And, god, it was good.
I was kissing a man. Not any man, it was Tom. His mouth was full of my cum. I loved the taste.
As we kissed, he jerked off and came everywhere, but I didn’t mind. I was so lost in the kiss.
And although both of us must have been dead tired, we kept kissing. We hugged each other. I let all my guards off and finally fall asleep in his arms.
