Date: Sun, 3 Dec 2006 23:22:06 -0800 (PST)
From: D D <82643@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: 'Forced To Show'  (D.D.) (  M  exhib  real  voy  )

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This is a true story. I have posted one other story based on one of my
experiences in the "Masturbation" section called "Forced to Shoot".

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Peace,
D.D.


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When I first moved to Miami Beach, I stayed in a hostel dorm-room. I was
there for about a month, sharing it with seven other dudes. With so many
people there was no room for privacy at all and jacking off was almost
impossible. I can't tell you how many times I started stroking, but was
interrupted by someone coming in before I could nut. It left me edgy and
irritated, and my dick swollen and sore.

Now, I always sleep in the nude and I could see no reason why I should
make an exception at the hostel as I was in an all-male dorm. It wasn't
because I wanted to show off or anything, I just don't like my dick being
constrained when I sleep - it's uncomfortable and unnecessary. Also, this
was in August in southern Florida and it was really fucking hot at night.

But with not being able to jack off regularly, my morning-erections were
worse than usual and they just wouldn't go down. I'd stay under the sheet
for a while, waiting and trying to think unsexy thoughts, but it didn't
help. My bone was pounding like a hammer and it wasn't about to quit.

My bunk-neighbor quickly realized what was going on. He'd hang out on his
bed, pretending to read or something, waiting for me to "give up" and get
up. I have a big penis and there's not much I can do to hide it and he
seemed to have noticed this. (As big-dicked guys know, most attempts to
hide your meat are futile, leaving you look ridiculous as if you were
ashamed of what you have.) He knew that all he'd had to do if he wanted
to get a glimpse of my throbbing manhood was to wait because sooner or
later I would be forced to expose it.

And he was right. Eventually I had no choice but to get out of bed; I had
to get on with my day - hardon or not. The way I dealt with it was to
just play it cool like having a boner in the morning was the most natural
thing in the world (which, of course, it is). I'd sit up on the bed, pull
the sheet aside and reach for my underwear. And, while I was stepping in
to them, casually exposing my throbbing manhood to my bunk-neighbor's
curious eyes.

This happened almost every morning. At first the dude would just catch a
glance at my meat over his magazine, but for each day the he'd get more
and more daring. Soon he'd stare right at it, until, one day, he even
nodded appreciatively and said "Damn, Bro!" as I revealed my Monster. I
nodded back and from then on we knew where we stood; with his comment he
had acknowledged that my penis was much bigger than his own and also
admitted that he admired it.

We were in the dorm for about ten days together and became quite
friendly. Some mornings we'd lie in our bunks and chat for a while. I was
hoping for my throbbing bone to soften (which, of course, it never did)
and he was hoping to get a glimpse of my throbbing bone (which, of
course, he always did). As I got dressed, we'd continue talking, but his
eyes never left my crotch as I struggled to fit the nine inches in to my
briefs.

Towards the end we both became very relaxed about the whole thing. One
morning I found myself sitting on the bed, talking about this-n-that, not
even thinking about my boner until I noticed that he was staring. I
looked down, to discover that my sheet had slid away and my pulsating
erection was absolutely exposed. With the foreskin totally retracted, the
shiny dick-head all naked, and a trail of precum trickling down the
vein-popping shaft my meat looked like a true weapon. We both kinda
smiled.

At that point, it seemed pointless for me to cover up again; he'd already
seen my bone so many times that it didn't make a difference anymore. So
we just continued talking. Every few seconds his gaze would wander down
to my erection in awe, but it was cool. I know he was just envious and
impressed with what he saw.

During the whole time we were bunk-neighbors, he never once uncovered his
own penis. But the little bump in his tighty-whities left no doubt that
he didn't have much to show for. No wonder he was so fascinated with my
long, fat manhood. He had true penis-envy.

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