Like some other young men on here I was happy enough being in denial about my sexuality,I'm not somebody who felt I needed loads of friends anyway,I'm happy doing my own thing,(including that).I'd got myself a bedsit when I moved here to my first job,first time away from home as well.I've always kept myself in good condition and have done jogging for several years. It was while I'm taking a break to get my breath back that I first met Terry,he's twice my age but also keeps himself fit.He sat on the seat near me in the park where we were both running,after that had happened a couple of times we started to talk to each other,mostly about how we both enjoyed getting out running and keeping fit,there was never anything of a sexual nature in our conversation,even though if I'm honest I suppose it crossed my mind that other people going by might misconstrue the situation when they saw us both sitting there in the park in our running shorts. How it got around to talking about my job as a hairdresser and living on my own in a bedsit I'm not sure.When he told me he lived alone and had plenty of spare room and was thinking of taking in a lodger did'nt immediately tell me what he was suggesting but the next time we met he asked me if I fancied moving in to his house,it would mean about half of what I was paying for my bedsit and I'd have the full use of the house,it was an offer too good to refuse and we'd got to know each other and had a lot in common. I moved in after work on the following week,its a four bedroom detatched house,pure luxury after my little bedsit.He prepared us a nice tea with a bottle of wine,but the next thing that happened came as a bit of a surprise.After we'd finished our meal and cleaned up he said he was going for a shower,the next time I saw him,I was sitting in the living room watching telly when he joined me,he was completely naked. To say I was gobsmacked would be putting it mildly,but this was his house and neither could I avoid looking at his naked body while trying to pretend I was cool about it.I think you'll find that the shower is set at just about the right temperature he said,it can be a little temperamental,you want to have a shower now or do you want another drink,I could'nt believe how casual he was,I needed to go for a shower,I'll have one ready for you when you finish he said. When I'd finished showering I faced a real dilemma,as I'm putting new underpants which I had actually bought knowing that I would be sharing a house,I thought will I look out of place and prudish by not following his example and staying naked,it was about the scariest thing I'd done in my life but I opted to stay naked,I was'nt admitting to myself at that stage that I wanted him to see me naked. Again he did'nt bat an eyelid when I returned to the living room,he handed me a glass of wine and said cheers and welcome.I could'nt avoid though seeing that his cock had changed somewhat,it was'nt hard but was definitely more standing out than it was before I'd gone for my shower.You keep yourself in good shape he said,I like to see a young lad who knows how to look after his body,I would'nt say it to most men I know but a well kept male body is one of the nicest things you can see,I did'nt know if I should be embarrassed by his coments but was actually lapping them up. We're sitting on separate armchairs watching some programme on the telly sipping our wine,do you prefer to masturbate at night or in the morning,he nodded to between my legs my legs making his question sound like just a general enquiry,he could see my complete disbelief,we all do it he said,we all need to masturbate it keeps our body's in tune,it is probably the best way of relieving stress,its one of the first things I do if I find myself getting a bit wound up,sometimes if the weather is too bad to get out for a run I'll put on a porn dvd and have a nice long masturbating session. I did'nt know if he was doing it on purpose to get me aroused but that was exactly what was happening,I tried to cover myself with my hands but the problem now was I also needed to go for a piss,you're ok with this conversation he is saying,its just that as we will be sharing a house we should'nt have any hangups about our body's,I'm hardly ever dressed in the house and like you that means that sometimes I'll probably be sporting an erection. I need to use the toilet I said hardly recognising my own voice,theres a downstairs one just in the hallway he said,theres was no way of hiding it,when I stood up my cock was even harder than I realised it was,he just looked at it and smiled,I was in a state of almost complete confusion,it took me ages to manage to have a piss,instead of going down as I hoped it would my cock was getting harder,when I finally finished pissing I stood there in the toilet holding it in my hand looking at myself in the mirror. As I left the toilet he called to me from the kitchen,in here he said,ok I thought so I've got a hardon,was'nt he saying that was alright.The first thing that caught my eyes when I went in the kitchen was his cock,it was as hard as it could possibly get,he looked at mine smiled and went,snap,then,laughing he goes,it looks like we're both into a bit of evening glory,fancy watching a dvd with me over another glass of wine,why not sit on the sofa with me.