This is a true story that happened to me in the second summer of the pandemic, when Covid cases had dropped substantially and vaccines were available. I had downloaded a gay dating app to my phone, completed a profile, and browsed other profiles admiring the other guys.
There was one man who lived fairly close that piqued my interest, so I sent him a message. Over the next week or so, we would exchange messages as time allowed. Based on what I could tell, he was a nice guy and would make a good friend with benefits.
I have a (relatively new) rule that I never meet a man in private unless I meet him in a public place first, preferably a place with cameras. (That is so that police will have a suspect in case something happens to me.) Since I go to the store on a regular basis and my absence is easily explained to the wife, I arranged to meet him the next time that I was going. I told him what I would be wearing and exactly where and when to meet me.
When the appointed time came, I was in the produce section where we said that we would meet. I recognized him by his clothes when he came in. We shook hands and stood there in the produce section talking about some of our past experiences. After about 15 minutes, more people were around us and I didn't feel comfortable sharing more in front of strangers. I gestured about the crowd around us and asked if he wanted to go out to either my car or his to talk further. He agreed and we headed outside.
His truck had more space and he felt more comfortable talking there, so we headed to the back seat of his pickup. It was a brand new 4-door pickup with extremely dark windows. He started the engine and then joined me in back to continue talking. We talked for about 5 more minutes before I asked him to see his cock. He moved his shorts to the side and showed me his cock and balls.