Joeys Morning

By Samareck

Edited by Tygepc

“Time to get up Joey; it’s 7:00!” Christian’s muffled voice came through the bedroom door. It startled Joey, causing him to panic before calming back down. 

Piercing, orange light poured in from the window. Definitely time to wake up. 

The mattress creaked as he tiredly sat up. He felt something odd shift with him and flop against his left thigh. He kicked the covers off and his worst fears were realized. He was erect! 

Sleep was quickly replaced with worry and concern. What was he suppose to do? This had never come up in conversations. He’d seen plenty of men and boys all around the village but none of them were hard. Was something wrong with him? Did this happen to other nudists?

He worried more about what Christian would think. Could he talk to him? This didn’t feel like the right time to bring it up. But when could he? 

“I need your help with something.” Christian continued to say through the door. 

“Uhh, okay!” Joey said and looked around. He hadn’t unpacked. All his school clothes were still in his bag, out in the living room.  

He put his head in his hands, trying to figure out how to get rid of his erection. The more he thought, the harder it got and the harder it throbbed.  

“Joey, you awake?”

Joey covered his penis with his right hand, holding it flat against his body. He immediately realized that it only made it worse, but what could he do? Christian needed him. He pushed his door open and walked out to face his fate. 

Christian, a bulky-muscled Doberman-Rottweiler mix, stood in the living room and used a rubber brush to de-shed his excess fur. To Joey's chagrin and increased worry, Christian's penis hung limp between his legs.  

Joey entered the living room, doing is best to keep himself hidden from Christian. He didn’t want this to become weird. Their relationship had been good until now.   

“Quick, grab that brush and get my back. That rat won’t wake up.” Christian said, not seeming to have noticed the bird's attempt to hide himself. The rat Christian had been referring to was his boyfriend, Ronnie. Joey hadn’t actually met him yet and it only added to his fear that Ronnie would walk in and catch him. 

“S-sure,” Joey replied, picking up a brush with his free hand. He quickly realized having one hand would make things awkward as he ducked behind Christian, but at least he was safely out of view.

Joey forcefully kept his eyes on Christians upper back. He wasn't going to chance looking lower and making things worse. 

He reassured himself that as long as he stayed behind him, no one would be the wiser. 

There was something peaceful about brushing Christian. Joey liked how the fur became incredibly smooth and shiny with every stroke. He got lost in the rolling hills that were Christian's strong muscles. How graceful they were when he moved.  

The tranquil moment burst as a happy warmth exploded from his chest and shot down to his crotch. His penis felt like a live wire as it hardened even more. Joey struggled to fight back the bliss he felt. This was wrong!   

"No! No! No!" Joey thought to himself.

Joey squeezed his eyes shut, trying to will his erection away. He felt Christian move. Did he see? Joey fought himself but curiosity won out; he had to know which direction Christian was facing. He peaked. 

Christian was glancing at him over his shoulder but looked away before Joey could read his expression. Was he offended? Confused? Concerned? 

Christian derailed his thoughts by suddenly turning around. Joey's insides froze. There was not doubt now, Christian could see all of him. Tears filled his eyes as he looked at the floor. He'd failed. 

Christian started to say something but a loud, raspy, cough from the darkened hallway cut him off. Joey looked over, grateful for the distraction. 

Ronnie trudged in. His long snowy white fur was messy on his skinny frame. He held an opened pack of cigarettes. It was clear he'd just rolled out of bed.

And his penis was fully erect!  

Joey was surprised it looked quite different from his. Ronnie's penis was pink like his furless hands, feet, and tail. It also wasn't up all the way. Was that because of its more pronounced head and wider shaft? Joey had no clue. 

Ronnie made no attempt to hide himself as he gave Christian a side hug. He spoke in a thick Norwegian accent, “Why didn’t you wake me?”  

“You know.” Christian chuckled and returned the hug along with a kiss. The erection seemingly ignored. 

Ronnie turned his attention to Joey after the kiss. “Oh, excuse me! Nice to finally see you.” The rat held out his hand and smiled. 

“H-hi... good morning.” Joey responded as he shook Ronnie's hand, realizing a moment later he'd just exposed his own erection.  

Ronnie’s green-grey eyes echoed the warmth of his smile, reassuring Joey everything was okay. 

At that moment it clicked that there were two fully erect guys in the room and nobody cared. The weight on Joey's shoulders lifted and his terror vanished. He had no reason left to hide. 

Christian and Ronnie started a conversation as they fell into their brushing routines. Feeling the normalcy of it all made Joey happy enough to jump in the air, and thrilled enough to shiver in relief. He picked up his brush and continued working on Christian's back. 

He reached down and grasped Christian's hand as he brushed the doberman's arm. He could feel the older man's bigger, mature fingers wrap around his. He looked up and saw Christian's smile shared the same warmth and comfort Ronnie's had.

All worry fled and he brushed Christian down his shoulders, his butt, and to the back of his thighs. He even helped Ronnie, who’s fur was longer and finer than Christian's, and made a game of discovering all the other differences between two. 

It was while he was getting dressed that Joey realized his penis had gone flaccid again. It had worked! He had accepted it, let it do its thing, and before he knew it, it was no longer a problem. If it ever had been.

He was free to focus on the day in front of him. He may have had other worries but he wasn't thinking of them as he followed Christian out of the house, both fully dressed, and maybe knowing each other a little better. At least, he hoped so. The feeling of freedom continued as they got in the car and lasted long after he'd been dropped off in front of his high school. What a wonderful way to start the day.