The Exhibitionist, Part III It was mid afternoon and Deryk was catching some rays on his balcony when the door bell rang. He knew it must be Dirk from the night before and hastened to answer it his thick cock and big balls swaying as he walked. When he opened the door, he stood for an instant sizing up Dirk standing there in a tattered, sleeveless, unbuttoned work shirt that draped over his shelf like pecs and fell away from his chiselled eight pack. His shredded 501 cut offs hung low on his hips the top two buttons undone and the waist band turned down revealing a wisp of dark blond pubic hair. The tip of his thick cut cock just showed below one frayed leg and tanned skin could be seen through the many tears. His feet were bare. "Hey, Dirk, you're really well displayed today. Come on in and get comfortable." "This is my favorite attire, but I'm not sure how much longer they'll hold together. I always wonder if they're going to last until I get back home," he said as he shed the shirt and dropped his shorts, joining Deryk in his naked state. "Want a beer?" Deryk asked as he went into the kitchen. "Sure. Nice place you have here. Big balcony." "Let's drink this out there and give the neighbors a show," he said as he popped two beers. They both sprawled in deck chairs casually spread eagle. A man on a balcony across the way dropped his binoculars and uttered a curse. They talked for a couple of hours and as the sun began to fade Deryk suggested they go for a stroll along the beach promenade. He knew of an exhibit of male nude paintings at his friend's gallery. "Sunday afternoon is always a freak show on the promenade. We may as well join it to see and be seen." As Dirk followed him inside he reached for his shirt and shorts. "You don't need that. Come with me." He followed Deryk into the bedroom and as they both passed the three way mirror, they both stopped and did a double take. It was the first time they had been able to compare themselves side by side. They were near the same height and frame and were similarly developed. Dirk's hair was a lighter, solid blond as compared to Deryk, and it was curly. His pubic hair was darker blond and his own thick, cut cock hung over his protruding balls. They both had flawless tanned skin showing no tan line. The air was electric and both were slightly aroused but neither did or said anything. Finally Deryk tossed Dirk a dayglo pink t-back. He kept a tropical flower print one for himself. Dirk pulled his on and commented, "God, I can't even get this over my pubic hair. Can we even get by bare assed on the promenade?" "Well, first of all the pouch is made to fit low but, as you see, roomy, and second, all you have to do is keep your tools covered at the beach. Besides they need to see two striated bubble butts. Let's go." Deryk parked on the street a block or so from the center of the beach community. They had to walk on the sidewalk through the small area of shops and restaurants to get to the beach walk. Along the way Deryk stopped at shop windows posturing as he looked into the window. Dirk observed and followed suit. They moved rather slowly sauntering from one shop to the next arriving at the promenade some distance from their destination. Deryk had planned it this way so they would be on display for a longer time. Heads turned as they leisurely walked along the promenade . The two bare churning bubble butts were causing a sensation. "I'm really getting into this," Dirk said as he observed the notice they were getting. "I've never been this much on display and just imagining the two of us at the same time gets me excited" "You're a natural, buddy." They had been walking for about a mile and it was getting dark when Deryk said,"Here's the art gallery. Let's go in where there's more light and give the male nude paintings some competition". "Hey, Bonnie, how's the exhibit going? The crowd seems to be thinning." "It's been good all afternoon but is a little slow at the moment. It's going to improve though. You two have attracted a little entourage from the outside." "Yeah, it's been collecting as we took a long walk here. Do you mind if we give the painting a little competition?" "Be my guest, but I think it will be a lot of competition!" Deryk motioned Dirk into the office and closing the door dropped his thong. Dirk did the same. "Now let's get out there and view the paintings." As they re entered the gallery there were a few gasps as they casually strolled totally naked from one painting to the other pausing to study each one, seemingly oblivious to the fascinated crowd. Both found the situation exciting and their thick cocks hung a little longer that usual. Occasionally Deryk would put his hand on Dirk's shoulder and squeeze his pronounced trapezius. In response Dirk flexed his pecs. When they had viewed all the paintings they returned to the office, donned their t-backs and headed outside. "Thanks, fellas," said Bonnie as she waved good bye. It was now completely dark as they continued up the promenade followed by their entourage which included several bodybuilding hunks in cut offs and tank tops. "Let's stop in that outdoor restaurant for a late snack." Deryk knew it was a popular place and that it would mean a long wait for a table giving them further opportunity to be on display to others waiting, those already eating, and those who were passing by. They stood in the line talking, turning, stretching and flexing, their pouches noteably growing with excitement. When they finally got a table and were eating, Dirk's napkin fell on the floor and as he leaned under the table he saw that Deryk, without notice, had taken off his thong as was sitting at the table totally naked. No one could see because of the long table cloth and solid chair back. Excitement welled up in Dirk and he slipped off his own. "My god, Deryk, we're sitting here in public totally naked!" "Yeah, isn't it great." It was late when they finished and the restaurant was nearly empty. They slyly pulled on their thongs to leave and Deryk suggested they go on the beach out of reach of the lights and walk along the water's edge. They were followed by their entourage of admirers and when they got to the end of the sidewalk Deryk quickly slipped off his thong, as did Dirk, and continued onto the the beach and into the darkness. The entourage unable to see much in the darkness lost interest and wandered away. The two muscle hunks walked slowly in the surf enjoying the feel of the cool sea breeze between their legs. They had walked for some time and it was quite late when Deryk said, "Let's go to the bar for a beer before they close." "What? Like this." "No, dodo, I think we'll have to put on our thongs." So they did and returned to the jeep. Deryk parked just at the door of the bar. As they walked though the small crowd outside the door they got the usual furtive as well as blatant glances. Inside were a number of well displayed bobybuilders but none showing as much flesh as Deryk and Dirk. They went to the bar for a beer and stood there for a while drinking and chatting. Dirk had quickly picked up Deryk's subtle poseur technique, lazy stretching and flexing, casually running his hand across his sculpted chest brushing a nipple and ending with one finger tracing around his navel, a sudden electric flex of a pec. They had been there a while when the last dance was announced. They entered the dance floor and began slowly to move around it, hard bare chest against hard bare chest, crotch to crotch. Then Deryk's hands left Dirk's shoulders slowly moving down following the muscled contour of his back. They reached his slowly gyrating butt lingering momentarily, cupping each cheek in his hands, then suddenly slipped the back straps over his ass and dropped the thong to the floor. Then with one hand Deryk dropped his own. They continued dancing not missing a step their now erect dicks hidden between their hard pressed bodies. A crowd of swelling crotches had already gathered around them watching them glassy eyed. Deryk slowly stepped away from Dirk still moving in rhythm to the slow music and began a series of slowly changing poses, single, double biceps, most muscular, side triceps, all in time to the music. Dirk mirrored each one. As their cocks continued to swell as they moved closer and closer together until, hips thrust forward in an ultimate double biceps pose, their stiff cocks like crossed swords, they both erupted in violent spasm after spasm of cum spraying each other's body. Gradually they calmed and embraced each other pressing their cum strewn bodies together. There was utter silence as they walked slowly toward the door massive arms draped over each others shoulders, leaving their cast off attire behind. They crawled naked into the jeep and drove off into the darkness. snjn@hotmail.com
