Standing naked in the middle of the motel room, Alex had never felt so awkward in his life. But he was beginning to realize that there were worse things than feeling embarrassed. And he was beginning to trust Rob. Rob was naked, too, and seemed very relaxed. Alex didn't think the young man would intentionally embarrass or betray him.
Alex now saw that a door, which had been locked and bolted his entire life, was suddenly opening up for him. He had been afraid of the door all his life. He didn't know what was on the other side, but he was gathering the courage to find out. And Rob was showing him the way.
Standing by the bed the two men embraced and Alex experienced for the first time the incredible sensation of being naked with another man, pressing his body against another man's body and letting every nerve ending perform the function that nature had intended it to do. It felt so incredibly different! In place of protruding, pillow-like breasts were flat nipples and hard muscles. The hips were narrow, not wide, and the buttocks were small and powerful. Rob's arms and legs were covered with very fine hair, as were the lower part of his buttocks, and his shoulders were strong and square.
Rob rubbed the lower part of his body against Alex's and so that their penises rubbed together, and it was amazing! Alex was startled to feel how long and hard Rob's erection was. He reminded him of two swordsmen crossing weapons.
"I can't believe this," whispered Alex. "I can't believe how incredible this is."
"I guess you like it, huh?" said Rob.
"Hell, yeah!" admitted Alex. "I can't believe how good you feel."
"I'm right here for you," replied Rob, soothingly. "I'm glad to be your first guy. Tell me what you want and I'll do it."
At that moment, Alex wanted nothing but to hold Rob in his arms and feel his nakedness. As they hugged, Rob turned so that his back was facing Alex and Alex, by reaching under his arms, could run his hands over the entire front of the young man's body. He marveled at the smoothness of Rob's muscles, the firmness of his ass. He toyed with Rob's nipples for a moment and felt them harden with arousal. Then he felt Rob's navel, a tiny dimple in his belly just big enough to insert the tip of his finger in, and went down lower until he felt an edge of course pubic hair. He was still too shy to put hand down any farther, but he was anxious to explore that private zone between Rob's legs.
"There's a shower in the bathroom," said Rob. "We could go in there and get lathered up if you want to."
"Seriously?"
"Sure. It's sexy, and it might help you relax."
Alex wasn't sure he wanted to relax, but the idea of a shower sounded great. It reminded him of the days when they went to gym class in high school. After calisthenics the boys would crowd into the communal shower room and it was no secret that some would get excited there. Alex had never seen it happen, but there were stories about unlucky boys who got an erection and never lived it down. They were tagged as queers and fags for as long as they stayed in school, and their lives were often made miserable. Alex knew it could happen to him, so he was always careful not to let his eyes stray.
"Okay, let's do it," said Alex, trying not to show his excitement. What did he have to fear now? He followed Rob into the bathroom with his erection bobbing in front of him.
The bathroom was small and dingy and the stains in the fixtures were no credit to the housekeeping staff, but the old-fashioned cast iron tub was big and roomy. There were towels and washcloths as well, and small bars of scented soap wrapped in paper. And the water spurting from the showerhead made plenty of steam.
"You first," said Rob, laying out a towel. The shower was nice and warm. It felt natural to be naked in a shower. When Rob climbed in with him, Alex was grinning like a kid on Christmas morning.
Rob started by rubbing soap on a washcloth and working it gently over Alex's back and shoulders, giving him a soothing massage. Alex followed suit and they took turns lathering and rubbing each other, all the while admiring each other's masculine bodies. Arms and legs were scrubbed. Hairy armpits were lathered. And hands began finding their way into private places that boys are taught to wash well with soap and water.