It's been a warm day and I have been working in the yard all day. The wife and kids are away for the weekend and I figured I'd use the time to get some yard work done. When I have finished for the day, I need a shower. Tonight will be a quiet night, I expect, with a little TV, perhaps a beer or two and, of course, checking out some porn and masturbating.
I have been feeling horny all day. Either it is the heat, the manual labour or the fact that the wife is away and I cannot put my cock somewhere to satisfy it. Regardless, I have been looking forward all afternoon to a good shower and jacking off to relieve the tension.
I remove my sweaty clothes and place them in a pile in the laundry room. I enjoy the feel of being naked. The wind blowing through the house caresses me and causes my cock to swell slightly. Small goose bumps rise on my skin and I realize I cannot wait till later, I need to masturbate now.
Wrapping a towel around my waist, I head to the room in which I keep my laptop, stoking myself as I go. As I sit and log in I hear a car pull up. Nothing strange, at least not in this neighbourhood. I begin to amuse myself and drop the towel as my cock swells and grows into a rock hard state. Then, however, my heart sinks as I hear a knock at the door.
"Shit...why now?" I ask myself as I get up and re-wrap the towel around myself.
I open the door.
"Andrew?" asks the person at the door.
"Yes, I am Andrew."
"Good, my wife asked me to bring this over to you. We are here from out of town, but my wife knows yours."
"Ok, yeah, right. My wife mentioned someone might be by with a lamp. Let me show you where it goes......."
"Karl"
"Ok, Karl, this way."
Karl was like me, average build, dark hair. I suspected the ladies might find him attractive. It never occurred to me to apologize for wearing only a towel, and he never seemed to mind. I also never noticed that my erect cock poked at the towel...forming a nice bump. Karl never seemed to mind that either.
I led the way up the stairs, with Karl close behind. I felt that breeze again and my cock swelled more. I wondered if Karl could see up the towel...and part of me hoped he could...and was trying to look.
"Right over there is where she wants it," I said.
"K, got it."
As Karl bent over to place the lamp on the floor, I caught myself looking at his ass. It was a nice ass, I imagined. It was nothing, though, compared to when he got up and I saw the bulge in his pants. My cock was already stiff, but seeing his bulge and wondering what it looked like made me start to drip.
I wondered if Karl had a hard on too, and imagined he did. I wondered what could have turned him on so much, but then I felt a breeze on my shaft. My cock had poked through the crease in the towel. In my haste, I had taken one of the smaller ones and it barely covered me at all. It must have shifted over completely as I was walking up the stairs.