Seeing your best male friend nude

Guys, what was the first time you saw your best male friend nude? Did either of you say anything? Have you seen that friend nude since then? Have you ever engaged in sexual play with the friend?

I was15 and at a friends house after school.

We went to his bedroom were he proceeded to change his clothes in front of me.

He noticed that I was watching and undressed completely, I think trying to embarrass me.

I took this as a challenge and without saying a word took hold of his penis.

He became aroused and let me masturbate him until he came.

This was the start of a brief sexual exploration.

Like "NeilW"----I too was at a best friends as about 13-14yo and we were swimming in a neighbors pool (they were on vacation). Decided to go naked that afternoon---plenty of privacy for us (we had the key) and it started with a mutual JO scene until we both came and floated to the surface. We had seen each other naked many time before in PE class showers and we had also gone skinny dipping in our local river before. We never did it again and never talked about it again.----fast forward 8 years we both ended up working for the same company for a few months and on the same projects. Our youthful fun was never done or talked about again. If we ran into each other again, I would be too embarrassed to even bring up the subject.

I had just started 7th grade and quickly made friends with this boy who invited me to come to his house after school. I got the OK from my mom and we rode home on his school bus. When the bus stopped for his house we got off but there was no house visible, just a dirt road. As we walked along the road and crested a hill his house came into view. It was huge, obviously his family were 'loaded'. When we arrived at the house, he introduced me to their maid, with which he had a friendly teasing conversation with before we headed to his room. His room was like a toy store. We were just deciding what we were going to play with when his brother younger brother arrived from elementary school. The brother has also brought a friend home. After the quick introductions, the brother stated he and his friend were going swimming and asked if we wanted to joint them.

I hadn't brought a swim trunks but my friend said I could borrow one. The younger boys then disappeared to get ready.

As we started removing our clothes, my friend explained that I was welcome to borrow some swim trunks, but he and his brother normally swam naked. Just then two naked boys ran past the door as they headed to the pool. He even offered to wear swim trunks as well, so I wouldn't be the odd duck of the group. I decided this was an example of 'when in Rome, do as the Romans' and agreed to go naked. He was pleased and handed me a towel to wrap myself in because the path to the pool was past the maid. He didn't bother covering up and we just walked past the maid as we might have fully clothed. This obviously wasn't anything new to the maid. My friend explained that the maid was also he and his brothers nanny and had been there since he was born, so she had seen it all before.

Everyone had a good time in the pool and at one point the maid brought out lemonade and cookies which we consumed standing naked around the tray unconcerned that the maid was present.

Nothing sexy happened that visit, but our friendship continued and we often did normal teenage boy things together at sleepovers, etc.

Living out in the boonies throughout my childhood, there were families living far apart from one another, little chance to socialize if you didn't have a car or truck. But one month after we finished our first grade year--on my birthday--my mom let me invite over a good pal for a little afternoon swim in our outdoor pool. We went downstairs in the basement to change. In front of each other. I guess I thought nothing of letting him see me (he was always grinning), but there was instant conflict in my mind at the inevitability of getting a shot of his naughty bits. A real state of emergency. God forbid--I just made it out of the worst punishment of my life two and a half months ago, all for making drawings of nude people, and coming away with the lesson learned being that the human body is filthy....but that's a whole story I'll relate separately someday in these pages.

Getting back to this tale: my conscious was in a complete state of panic, so when he revealed his package, I crossed my eyes, so that my vision was blurred at that moment. I don't quite know what he thought of this, or when we changed back after the swim. Anyway, I remember it as a nice birthday. (No physical exploring, though.)

Probably when we were about 5 yrs old---and in our late 60's we are still best friends---so of course went through skinny dipping mandatory naked swim class----and still belong to the Y--he still has an INDENTED BARE BUTT so some things do not change

I cant remember the first time but it must have been at pool, I've met good friends in speedo and naked. It's never been a big deal for me. I've had no problem stripping down in front of my friends, and some of them have seen me totally naked.

I was 12 and we jacked each other

7th grade and we did play

Frankly I think nudity has little to do with sex, except sex is probably better naked. From an early age swimming at the YMCA, through school, especially high school swim team, college dorms, college other stuff I was naked with most of my friends. I don’t know that any of us really said anything about it, except some crude comment to bust their balls a little. I never had sex with any of my male friends that were naked with me, but some of the girls that got naked with us like skinny dipping parties, etc. sure with them.

We were still in high school at the time. We went to the gym to play racquetball. After an hour on the court, we headed off to the locker room for showers, a steam, and soak in the hot tub. We were both completely nude. There was nothing sexual about the experience at all. That was the routine for several years whenever we could find time to play racquetball.

The first time I saw my best friend nude was at camp. Everybody was broken up into groups of about a dozen I think. You had a counselor and a counselor in training that you were assigned to for the summer.

Everyday when we got to camp we went to our bunk house, kind of like going to class. There was a role call and the we were told what the schedule of activities for the day. We all changed in that bunk house together a few times a day for various activities. At the end of the day before boarding a school bus to go home we took showers. It was always all of us with the 2 adult counselors in a communal type shower.

I went to this camp for a few years between the age of 9-12

As Scouts, my best friend and I had the misfortune to camp, along with the rest of our troop, at a place that was crawling with ticks. We did our best to brush them off when we felt them, but we knew we'd have ticks on us anyway, by the end of the day.

You can't pull out an embedded tick, by the way...its head will break off and stay inside you, and then you've got another problem.

Just before bedtime, at the campfire, the Scoutmaster told us what we needed to do, and said, "You can act like little boys about it, or you can get it done because it needs to be done." He told us to get naked in our tents, use flashlights on each other to find the ticks, then carefully light matches and blow them out, then put the hot match heads on the ticks and get them to back out, then kill the tick between two fingernails...being careful, of course, not to put the hot match head on the other guy. An alternative was to smear ointment on the tick and wait a few minutes for it to back out.

"Get it done," he repeated. "These things carry diseases,"

In the tent, my friend Robbie said "I'll go first," and stripped down. I had never seen him naked before. Neither one of us had all our pubic hair yet, but he had a little more than me, at that point. Robbie sighed and said, "Find 'em and burn 'em."

He did have a lot of ticks, and you can guess where most of the little bastards had gone...onto his lower back, hips, lower belly, and yes, there were a few on his scrotum. (None on his dick, I was grateful to see. I couldn't even make myself check his anus...I don't think I could have handled that (literally), though I was also guessing that he would have been able to feel one there.)

Keeping the flashlight on him, I lit matches and forced out the ticks on his back, then on his hips. He couldn't quite keep still, and I burned him once by accident, so after yelping he said, "Just keep it still. You know what he said, get it done." So I actually had to hold his hip in place while I took out a couple more.

Then it was time to get the ticks off his lower belly. He searched through his pubic hair while I held the light on him, and found another one. Finally, it was time to get the three ticks off his scrotum. I started to light another match, and Robbie said, "Parker, there is no way you're going to put a match to my balls." He couldn't do it himself, either...he didn't have line of sight on the underside of his nutsack.

So saying some things that probably weren't in the Scout Code, I got out the disinfectant ointment, and hardly believing it, started smearing ointment on the three sites on his scrotum with ticks. He was probably as embarrassed as I was, but both of us decided to be stoic about it.

Then it was my turn. At least Robbie got dressed again before I stripped, and then he searched me with the flashlight. I had even more than he did, most of them in the same areas, and I had to deal with him dabbing ointment on my nuts to get the couple of ticks embedded there.

In case you're wondering, neither one of us got hard while all this was going on, and there was never even the possibility that one of us would ask for a little stroking, after it was all over. I never saw him naked again. We never talked about this afterward, but I bet he still remembers it.

I actually didn't see my best friend through high school nude until after we had graduated and were in college. I had come back into town for the weekend and was staying with him since my parents had moved after I graduated.

My friend wasn't very popular with the girls in high school. He was relatively unattractive, very skinny and lanky, and not athletic. But he has the most amazing personality and an excellent sense of humor.

This happened over 20 years ago. The image is burned in my memory like it was yesterday. For whatever reason we were changing clothes in front of each other in his bedroom and he took off his underwear in front of me. I had never had any homosexual urges at that age, but seeing his cock and balls was... shocking.

He had the most amazing cock and balls I had ever seen in person. His large testicles hung down pendulously between his legs and his cock must have been 6-7" flaccid. I remember how it was smaller at the base but grew slightly larger in girth as it hung down, tipped with a rosy-pink, perfectly shaped mushroom head. It swayed back and forth in front of him as he moved.

More than anything, I was jealous. However, I would be less than honest if I said I hadn't fantasized about how that cock would feel - both in my hands and in my mouth. Sadly, I never got to see it erect...

It would have been at Boy Scout camp.

We had communal showers there, so there was no room for modesty. Everyone was shy about it at first, but after a couple of days at a week-long camp, no one seems to hesitate to strip naked together before hopping in the shower or changing to go swimming.

In high school, it seems I was naked in showers with other guys nearly every day. Between gym class, football, wrestling, and baseball, I must have showered with hundreds of other naked guys. It just never seemed to be a big deal to us.

After high school, I joined the Air Force and the only showers in basic training were communal as well. You can tell who had led a secluded home-schooled or private school life right away, as those guys looked like scared 10 yr old boys trying to hide themselves in the shower. The rest of us just stripped and jumped in the showers without a care or hesitation.

To this day, I enjoy being nude at home and hope to experience that same freedom in public again.

There is a spa near me in the Chicago area that I plan to visit in a couple of weeks. They apparently require full nudity in their pool, sauna, and hot tub areas (sexes are separated). I'm looking forward to that experience and will share the details later.

Summer camp during those days surrounding puberty. This camp had bunk houses and common bathrooms with stall showers but only the common area to dry off. We undressed and dressed near the bunk, bathed during the assigned times.

Saw my friend nude by accident when he was changing never said anything and nothing else happened

I was all relative to the relationship with our friends. Friends that I hunted , fished , or shot trap with ,no. Others that We Partied with it was expected

Best friend senior year was a Spanish exchange student. Hung out a lot through the year, but after graduation it was time for him to go back home. His host family allowed him to have a party, and he was relatively popular and everyone was goofing and having fun. Some people brought swimming trunks, but I was rather chubby and wouldn't consider swimming in front of others.

Well kids will be kids and sooner or later everyone began getting pushed into the pool including he and myself (correct pronoun arrangement?) When the party was starting to slow down, and it was time to get ready to go, I knew I didn't want to sit in my car seat and soak it, and he wanted to get changed as well. So we went to his bedroom, while some girls who wanted to change went into another bedroom.

Must be the European casualness because he just stripped off entirely in front of me. He was hairy and uncut, which was weird because in my area i was probably the only other uncut guy (born in 70s, this was late 80s) . He was not shy at all. I was shy and just took off my shirt to wring out and my jeans, plus drying off with a towel provided. He was such a horn-dog, that in his naked state he walked out in the hall and over to the other bedroom to try to get a peek at the girls. I don't think he did, but he gave me a full view of his hot body. I was always shy so this was the first time I was with another guy who was naked, outside of family.

@JediTimelord. I am not a grammarian by any means but I know when something sounds clumsy and your use of 'myself' did not turn on my 'grammar radar' LOL. BTW I enjoyed your account of your first time being alone with another male that was naked. Interesting too that you were not circumcised as an infant. Thanks for sharing.

I suppose the very first time was with my best friend who lived next door. We were six or seven and I spent the night. We took a bath together. We went to his bedroom undressed down to our underwear and went down the hall to the bath room. His mother had filled the tub and was putting out towels for us and telling us not to splash too much water on the floor. We just stood there for a while embarrassed to pull down our shorts. His mother finally told us you can't take a bath in your drawers so we slid them off. I was more embarrassed about my friend's mom seeing me and she told me she had seen naked boys before. Anyway we got in the tub and splashed around and we explored each other's parts as a matter of curiosity and felt naughty about it. As time went on we grew to be like brothers and didn't have any concern about being nude in front of each other or our mother's for that matter.

For about 20 years, my best friend was my brother-in-law. We traveled together all over Europe and North America, usually watching motorcycle racing like the Isle of Man TT. The standing joke was that I probably spent more time together with HIM in hotel rooms, than with his sister.

Each morning he would shower, and then spend some time naked while he sorted out his clothing for the day. I am straight, but out of normal curiosity, couldn't help looking when he was so obviously showing off his considerable endowment. In retrospect, I've often wondered if perhaps he hoped I would make some overture, but I showed no interest whatsoever. He was cut, and as cocks go, his was a fine example. He was clearly an exhibitionist, and I recall on one occasion, about 6 of us rode our bikes to a beach. We were parked in a laneway fronting on to the main beach street. He casually stripped naked and then pulled on his swimming trunks which he had in his saddlebag. I was sure someone would walk by and take offense. He may have been gay, or bi, but after I broke up with his sister, we drifted apart, so I really don't know.

On fishing trips we had few crazy sex party (all protected ) lots of alcohol as well in a few cases his packer was way too close to me and my comfort zone lol

Seeing my male friends nude is no big deal in general, for example when taking a shower after sports. You also see complete strangers nude in the locker room. I just keep talking about the stuff I'd talk about when dressed (or just continue the conversation we're already having). Most importantly, though, I avoid staring at my friends' junk.

When growing up, I sometimes used to compare penis sizes with a friend and we'd also jerk off while in the same room. However, there was no physical contact or any desire to establish it (at least as far as I could tell). These "sessions" stopped at about age 14 or 15 when we got involved with girls

Although I have some medfet fantasies about being examined by a male playdoc and subsequent intercourse, I never had any sexual desire towards my male friends or aquaintances. These fantasies always revolve around a stranger whose looks are not really defined in my mind.

The first time was with a friend who lived down from me. We used to build forts and play pirates or cowboy and Indians. We were 7 or 8. One summer day when we were finished playing and it was hot, he had found a deck of "nudie" cards in his father's desk. We started looking at them and I asked if he had ever played strip poker. Of course at 7 or 8, neither of us had. We didn't even know how to play poker. For that matter we didn't have that many clothes on. Just shorts and tennis shoes. We decided to draw a card and the person with the lowest card would strip. I drew an ace and he a 9. When he realized he would be naked, he was reluctant. I said I'd strip too and we both dropped out shorts. His dick was uncut and looked a little bigger because of the foreskin. I had seen foreskin before because my dad was uncut and when we took baths together he would pull the skin back and wash the head. I asked my friend if I could pull the skin back. He said sure. Pulling it back and forth caused the head to swell and him to get hard and to moan. Of course, I started playing with my own dick. I had seen my dad's dick head get big and his dick get semi hard when he pulled the skin back. We played with ourselves from that point forward, including playing doctor. In fact, we somehow added doctor to pirates and cowboys and indians.

In middle school, I would routinely change into my swim suit with my two best friends (they were brothers). Most of the time, just quick glances here and there, both ways. There was one time when one of the brothers hid the other's boxers. He didn't realize this until his swim suit was off. He spent a minute looking around my room for them, during which time he became erect. That was the first time i'd ever seen someone else erect. His dick looked huge too.

In high school, a new best friend and I had discussed joked about penis size before, but never seen each other. We decided to go to the rec center one night to swim. I specifically remember him saying, "we'll shower in the locker room. You can see my penis." Before we left to go down there, he walked in on me in his room changing into my swim suit. He looked at my penis and said, "oh yeah, your's is bigger than mine." Sure enough, we showered afterwards and I got to see his penis. We became good friends and frequently would catch glimpses of each other changing.

My favorite experience with a buddy was in college. He was in my dorm room one day when I got out of the shower. I took my towel off as I was getting dressed and immediately he said, "wow, your dick is bigger than I thought." I thought that was a funny way to put it. About a week later, roles reversed. He came out of the shower with a towel on and joked, "It's all small now, I dont want you to see it." He ended up showing me, and it wasnt that small, actually looked like a great dick. Later on, we would end up masturbating together fairly frequently for several months. My favorite thing about him was that it was never taboo to look at and comment on each other's penises. He would never try to "sneak a glance." He would openly start at my dick and comment on it. In addition to commenting on how big he thought I was, saying things like "your head is all purple, look your dick it throbbing." And on the flip side, he never was shy about me looking over his way either and would comment on his own genitals "dude look how big my head is! (he had a huge mushroom head)". We had some great times together.

When we were kids we played games in the woods with boys and girls all good friends tickling and undressing each other

My family was very reserved. It was a case of getting dressed washed etc very quickly . As a result the only time I was really naked was when getting a bath . I think that’s probably where I get my MedFet from . Getting another guy naked is such a turn on and feels very daring . It was only at secondary schooll (age 11-18 ) where I saw other guys naked . It was such a turn on. Of course I couldn’t show too much interest for fear of being branded “poof” and life being made a misery. But I still remember fondly watching my school friends get changed .

When I was 14 I moved from a children’s home to foster family. This was in the 1960’s. They had a son, Peter, who was 16. I was a skinny fair haired boy who was very small for my age (4’4” at 14!) and he was a big dark haired guy. I was not in a good place mentally or physically and needed care (it’s mentioned in my other posts but it’s not important here), sometimes it was my foster mother, or foster sister and sometimes Peter. The first time he gave me the care I needed he said ‘you’ve got a bloody big cock for a 14 year old’! About 6 months after this we were in pyjamas in his room and I said ‘you have seen my cock can I see yours?. He didn’t seem to care and pulled down his pyjama bottoms, sat down and let me take a good long look. It was all very innocent and a step on the way to making us lifelong friends.

I saw my best make friend nude when we showered after playing squash at the age of 14. Neither of us said anything about being naked together and nothing happened between us as we were, and still are, both straight.