Gay Solos

I continued to stare at his cock and felt a little stirring in my groin as I stared with complete freedom at his penis. As I watched it gave a little jerk and grew a little longer. Immediately my cock responded, growing to its full length. There I was, in the shower with Tim with an erection. Just at that moment Tim chose to open his eyes and look at me. "Got a little excited, huh?" he asked. I blushed and turned away from him. "Uh, yeah," I mumbled. Tim chuckled. "Hey, dude, it's okay. Turn around." I just turned my head and saw that Tim had grasped his organ and was running a finger over the head of his cock. It was slowly elongating. "Let me look at ya," he urged. I turned around, the butterflied in my stomach beginning to circle as my heart raced. What was going on here? "That's a nice one," Tim said. "You like to look at guys pricks in the shower, don't ya?" "No," I protested vehemently. "I do. Why do you think I'm on track? I get to see all kinds of guys in the buff. It's great. You should join." "I don't--" "Come here. Why are we talking all the way across the room?" I shut off my spigot reluctantly and walked over to him. He moved over a little bit and let me share in the water. He lathered his hands and brought the right one over onto my shoulder. He slowly ran it down over my chest, pinching and rolling my left nipple as he went.