Abseiling Exposure

It was only a week to go until the big day and the boys were excited. They had been planning this for weeks, months actually, and posters were up all over uni.

The main student building was 20 storeys high in the centre of the city & they had organised a sponsored abseiling event. Max and his best mate Cam were both planning on descending to raise money for charity. They were both straight but had timed it to coincide with the citys pride event to make the most of the sponsorship opportunity.

"You guys should dress in rainbow colours yourselves, that would look amazing!" Lewis, their mate and the main organiser, said.

Lewis was organising the event but not actually taking part himself. Max was scared of heights, hence the challenge for him, Lewis on the other hand was fine with heights but didn't like the idea of all the attention that the event would bring. Cam was simply up for anything that his best mate Max was doing.

"Yeah that sounds a great idea," Max agreed, he could see Cam nodding as well. "I don't really have lots of colourful clothes though, "Would you be able to sort me some out?"

"Me too please!" Cam chipped in & tugged at his white t-shirt to prove the point to Lewis.

"Haha you guys are hopeless, yeah I'll sort some clothes out for you, I think I can work out your sizes." Lewis replied.

Max, living up to his name, was tall and muscular. He worked out religiously & had a great body to show for it. Striking blue eyes, pale blond hair & a movie star smile made him probably one of the most attractive guys on campus. He was a lovely guy too - smart, funny and engaging, everyone loved Max.

Cam was physically quite different, much slimmer, on the short side and with dark chestnut hair. He was handsome though with tanned olive skin, a contrast to Max who was much paler and never really sunbathed. Given the difference in stature, their mates jokingly referred to them as 'little and large.'

"Ah thanks Lewis, you're the best!" Max flashed his smile.

"I'll look this evening, if I order today they should be here in time, I might have some of my own stuff you can borrow too just in case, my wardrobe is a bit more colourful than yours."

They had raised over £2,000 so far and had timed their abseiling to coincide with the end of the pride procession and the start of the after party, so were hoping for lots more sponsorship on the day. They knew they were good looking guys and that this would have a certain appeal for the pride-goers.

Lewis got busy online that night, he thought a rainbow outfit was a great idea and decided to go big with this. After a few google searches he'd found some bright sequinned hot pants, he bought a blue pair in a small size for Cam and a red pair in medium for Max. He found similarly bright t-shirts and accessorised them with wristbands and neon socks.

"You guys are gonna look a-may-zing!!" he typed on their WhatsApp chat.

"Mate, what have you bought us...?" replied Max.

"You are gonna shine like a rainbow Max! Seriously don't worry, the crowd will love it" Lewis replied

"Oh god..." typed Max, less convinced.

As it happened, Max was too nervous about the abseil itself to worry about his clothes. Every day that week as they walked past or went in to the gym or to the bar they commented on how high it was. By Friday Max was a bundle of nerves.

"I don't think I can do this..." he confided to Cam on Friday evening.

"You'll be fine mate, we'll be fine" Cam reassured him, putting a strong arm around his shoulder and pulling him in for a half hug, "I'll be right with you the whole way down."

"There's no way he can back out," Cam thought, literally the whole uni would be watching them either from inside or outside the building. He gave Max another reassuring hug and a pat on the back.

Lewis meanwhile was nervous that his shopping still hadn't arrived. He was getting a bit worried that he'd left it too late to order... it wasn't a big deal though he thought, I'm sure I can work something out if it doesn't arrive in time...

He whatsapped the boys with final details- they were hopeless at being organised so he always took charge.

Lewis: "Right chaps, you need to be on the roof at 4pm ready to start your abseil at 4:15. I'll have your change of clothes ready so all you need to do is be there!"

Cam: "Thanks Lewis, you're the best."

Cam: "Max is a bit nervous so we're going to hit the gym beforehand to work out some of the nerves."

Cam: "It's on the top floor of the building anyway, so we can just run up to the roof terrace from there to meet you"

Lewis: Thumbs up emoji

Cam: "Do we need to try on our outfits beforehand?"

Lewis: "They haven't arrived yet, I got an email to say they,ll be here tomorrow morning."

Lewis: "It'll be fine, they're stretchy fabric so sure will fit you both."

Lewis: "I'll be there earlier with the abseiling guys to set up so I can meet you anytime from 3."

Cam: "Cheers mate. Will prob see you at 4, think it's best not to hang around up there too long beforehand, may stress Max out more." Thumbs up emoji.

Max: "Bloody hell, why did I agree to this!"

Lewis: Winking face emoji

The morning came...

Max was too nervous to enjoy any of the parade or partying in the day so he just tried to kill time by watching movies or listening to music. Cam had come to hang out with him partly to keep him company and partly to make sure he showed up.

"Max, it's 2 o'clock now, shall we head over to the gym for a workout?" Cam asked.

"Yeah go on, I need to get out of this room now, I'm going crazy." Max replied, "Do I need to pack any clothes for this bloody abseil?"

"Lewis has it sorted," Cam reassured him, "I've packed my joggers and a fresh t-shirt, we can shower after our workout and head straight up to the terrace to change into the clothes Lewis has for us. Why don't you do the same?"

"Good shout." Max said as he stuffed his Nike joggers and a clean t-shirt into his rucksack.

The boys headed out the few streets across the city, weaving their way through brightly dressed people drinking, eating and partying. They could hear music pumping out from various bars in the distance, different songs competing for volume.

Lewis meanwhile breathed a sigh of relief as his doorbell went and the delivery driver gave him a package of new clothes. "Thank god they've arrived," he thought.

He quickly set the clothes on his bed, each item still in cellophane packaging... "Max's top, shorts, socks... Cam's shorts, socks, top... ah - here are the wristbands. Amazing!" he said to himself. He didn't have time to take them out and check sizes and in his rush, he left his backup bag of clothes on the side.

Thirty minutes later and he was at the ground floor of the uni building, looking up. He had the big rainbow banner and the change of clothes for Max and Cam all packed in his bag. "That is pretty high," he thought looking up at the blue sky above.

His eyes traced down the tall, glass building. The top two floors was the gym, floor below was the nightclub, followed by the student union bar and a big canteen on the floor below that. There was a couple of floors of lecture halls and administrative offices before the big ground floor reception.

The whole building was packed, he'd never seen it so busy. As he walked in he smiled at the posters of Max and Cam up in the lobby with a link to their justgiving page. He checked his phone and whistled to himself when he saw the figure on his just giving app - over £2,300 now in sponsorship, amazing and he was sure they'd get a lot more later.

He got the elevator to the 8th floor and decided to walk the last two floors so he could look out for his mates. He peered through the gym door and spotted Max on the treadmill, he was going for it, focused on his workout and running fast, he had his air pods in, sweat glistened on his shoulders and his vest top was dark with perspiration.

Across the room was Cam, resting in between sets on a bench press, and much less enthusiastic about his exercise, he quickly spotted Lewis and gave him a smile and a thumbs up. Lewis returned the signal and made his way up to the roof terrace.

He saw a couple of bags on the ground so he knew the abseiling guy was there already so he shouted out for them, "Hey, Paul? You here?"

"Hi Lewis!" Paul shouted in reply and came round from the side of the building to greet him. "I think we're good to go buddy - its a beautiful day for it and I'm all set up. Just waiting for Max and Cam."

"That's great mate, they'll probably be 10 minutes or so. I just saw them finishing up in the gym..."

Cam had given Max a sign that they needed to make a move after he'd seen Lewis and the two lads finished their workouts and headed to the showers. "How are you feeling Max?" Cam shouted over the cubicles, steam rising up around him.

"Not gonna lie, I'm pretty nervous," Max replied, turning off the water, "I'll be bloody glad when its over and I can have a beer with both feet firmly on the ground." he continued as he towelled himself down.

"Are you just wearing your joggers and t-shirt now?" Max asked, "Lewis has outfits for us right, or should I put some underwear on?"

"He said he has everything sorted so I'm just gonna go comando in my jogger's yeah and change upstairs. He said there's a small room up there we can use." Cam stepped out of the shower and walked across to the bench to where his clothes were hanging, his towel around his waist.

He looked back and saw that Max had hung his joggers on the shower door, as he watched he saw the door opened a crack and Max's hand slip out, grab the joggers and retreat back in. A few seconds later Max came out, topless but with his joggers on. He flexed in the mirror as he walked past and sat down on the bench next to him.

Cam was far less inhibited and finished towelling himself off as he stood a metre or so away from Max, he undid the towel from around his waist and dried off his armpits, his chest and his groin with the towel basically hanging in front of him giving him a token of privacy. When he moved on to towelling his back his cock was flopping about right in front of his mates face as he dried himself across his shoulder blades.

Max couldn't help but glance across, Cam was hung, his cock was thick and manly, hanging down like a weighty chunk of meat, a vein running to one side the full length of his shaft. He had a long foreskin overhanging the end which made his cock look even bigger, it swung around impressively as he dried himself, balancing on each foot alternately to dry the soles of his feet and between his toes before finishing off with his ass, cock and balls.

Cam put the towel on the floor and stood naked on it as he rooted around in his bag for his joggers, he knew that Max was checking him out and sort of liked the attention. He wasn't the most muscular guy, nor the tallest but he knew he had a big dick and liked to show it off, it made him feel good about himself. He knew people gossiped about his dick size and also that it helped his reputation with the girls.

He looked down and pulled a bit of fluff off the end of his cock, stretching his foreskin as he did so and flicking the fluff off onto the floor. Finally Cam pulled his joggers on and Max, who had been watching him furtively, looked away quickly, hoping his mate hadn't noticed him. Both boys said nothing of it but slipped on their t-shirts, socks and trainers and headed up to the roof.

Lewis and Paul were waiting for them as they came out on to the roof terrace, "Here we go," beamed Lewis, "the men of the moment! how are you feeling boys?" He clapped them both on the shoulders and then introduced them to Paul.

"Max, Cam, really good to meet you," said Paul, shaking them both by the hand, "I think Lewis has some outfits for you to change into, we're a bit tight for time now so if you're ok to get ready, we'll run through the safety briefing and then get you boys going on your descent!"

"Fucking hell," Max muttered nervously to himself, "cool, yep let's get this over with," he said a bit more loudly, trying to project a confidence he didn't feel.

"Uh the clothes are here," Lewis said, handing them each a bag, "they are a bit sparkly I admit but hey, it is for charity, it is pride weekend and well, if you boys can't carry off some sequins I don't know who can!"

"Bloody hell Lewis," Max replied, uncharacteristically tetchy, "I hope you haven't gone too far with this."

"Come on mate it'll be fine," Cam

reassured him, putting his arm around Max's shoulder and taking the 2 bags proffered by Lewis in his free hand. "Let's go," he said as he steered Max towards the small changing cabin.

Inside what was probably designed to be a storage room, the boys laid the clothes out on the bench. "Blimey," said Cam, "these look like they'll be a bit tight." He held up his pair of electric blue shorts against his waist and stretched the fabric to see how elastic they were.

"Crikey, are you going to fit in them?" Max asked, breaking the silence.

"I'm not sure to be fair," his friend replied, "lets give it a go!"

Cam went first, he slipped his trainers and socks off, followed by his joggers again, for the second time that afternoon Max found himself staring at his best mates big floppy cock as Cam wriggled his way into the lycra shorts. "Fucking hell, this is tricky," he said as the shorts got stuck just below his swinging balls.

He inched the shorts up bit by bit, pulling the bottom of the leg and then the waistband alternately. He found it worked best to inch up his ass and then his front, he had to put his balls in first which made his dick stick up like he had an erection, "haha this is definitely a tight squeee! Finally!" he said as he stuffed the last of his cock down into the shorts and wriggled them up to sit on his waist.

Both boys looked down at Cam's shorts and his big bulge, he adjusted his cock to one side, "they are a little bit revealing," Cam said.

"You can say that again!" Said Max, "if you get a hardon those shorts will burst!"

Cam laughed, blushing at hearing Max's acknowledgement of his penis size for the first time.

Max, seeing this, blushed himself and laughed nervously. "Why don't you go ahead and I'll catch you up?" Max asked, realising it was his turn to get changed and he had no towel or option for privacy in the small room. "I won't be a minute."

"No way mate," Cam replied, "I want to see you get in yours - You've just had a laugh at my expense!"

"Haha, no honestly, I'll follow..." Max began, but Cam paid no attention and sat down on the bench, taking out the second pair of shorts from the bag, bright ruby red this time. He held them up to look at their size against Max's frame.

"Here you go big guy," Cam said and handed them across to Max, "yours are a size 'M' so hopefully you'll get those chunky thighs in, haha."

Cam had never actually seen his mate naked but assumed with all his big muscles that Max must have a pretty hefty package himself and was curious in a sporty, competitive sort of way to see.

Max looked again at his mate, and realising that he had no option he started to get ready, he slipped his socks off and placed them on the bench next to him, then he had a quick fluff of his cock as he pulled his joggers down. His t-shirt was baggy and he left it on, hoping that by leaning forwards it would cover his much smaller cock and his balls whilst he got the shorts on.

He quickly realised this wasn't going to happen so easily, the shorts were really tight... they were cheap lycra with bright red sequins on, the bottom of the shorts were too narrow to allow him to pull the waist up, similar to the problem Cam had. He couldn't pull them too hard though or he was worried they'd fall apart. "Bloody hell!" he cursed.

Cam started laughing, "mate that will teach you to work out so much haha!" He was enjoying seeing his best mate struggle.

"Cam I dont think its going to work!" Max said, starting to look worried and still being careful to lean forward and keep his t-shirt hanging over his privates.

"I can help," Cam volunteered and moved closer to sit directly in front of his mate who was wriggling his muscled butt from side to side trying to inch the shorts up. "Here, let me?" he asked reaching out to help him.

Cam took one leg in turn and managed to slide the shorts a little higher up, bit it soon became clear that they needed a different solution. "I'll have to just make a little tear here," he said, indicating the seam on the leg, "and then I think they'll stretch up ok."

He carefully tore a bit of the left leg, then the right and helped Max ease them up. "Max you'll need to stand up," Cam said, "why are you leaning forward, it's making it harder to get them on?"

Max straightened a little.

"Not like that, properly upright" Cam said, gently reaching up to position his friend how he wanted him. Max reluctantly straightened up to let Cam pull the shorts the last few inches up. As he stood straight his t-shirt rose up, fully revealing his cock and balls which were wobbling around at eye level and about 20cm away from Cam's face.

Max had big balls, they hung low and heavy. He'd shaved them smooth as he hated the hair brushing against his legs, but in contrast to his massive balls he had a really small cock. It looked out of place as it bobbed up and down while they both tried to get the shorts on.

Max reddened as he realised his mate had his face literally in his groin. He reached down to pull the shorts in frustration but as soon as he did so he felt the cheap fabric tearing. "Fuck!"

"Calm down," Cam placated him, "here, I'll pull the shorts slowly, you tuck your balls in" he grinned.

"Bloody Lewis" Max complained, "these shorts were his fucking idea!" He had never been so embarrassed and his already small cock seemed to shrink further under the close gaze of his best mate. After Max had squeezed his balls in, his little shaved dick stood sticking out of his waistband wobbling around for a few seconds as Cam gingerly eased the shorts up over Max's butt.

"There you go mate," said Cam, "I think you can pop him in now."

Max blushed massively, and pushed his dick under the waistband to privacy and safety. "Thanks," he mumbled, "cold in here."

Eventually both boys had their outfits on, they were literally straining at the seams though, Max's huge thighs and massive balls were putting some serious pressure on the lycra fabric. Fortunately the tops fitted much better, they were still tight, but not as bad as the shorts.

The door opened and Paul and Lewis stepped in, "Looking good lads!" said Lewis, "that's a relief, I was worried they wouldn't fit!"

The usually calm Max opened his mouth to speak but was a little lost for words and Cam, sensing conflict, beat him to it, "bit snug mate but all in and under control!"

"Right we do need to get a move on actually" said Paul, "you have a reasonaby tight, err... pardon the pun, schedule." He steered the group over to the edge of the roof and talked them through the procedure. "It's all very safe, you just need to hold onto this line and slowly release yourself down. We'll hitch these rainbow flags behind each of you." He indicated to two big banners that were rolled up and set to follow them down.

Max and Cam had a few questions, Max looked uncomfortable, the shorts were quite restrictive as he moved around and he felt self-conscious that his mates could all see his sequin covered bulge. He just wanted this over and done with now, and to have a beer in the bar. He found himself distractedly zoning out as Paul went through the instructions.

"... ok does that make sense guys... uh, Max?" Paul asked.

"Oh uh yep... yep sure," Max replied quickly.

They stood in turn as Paul fitted the harnesses on them. It was like a sort of jock strap, one part around the waist and then two straps under each leg and then more straps across their chest and shoulders, buckled in front. Max & Lewis looked down, their sequin covered bulges protruded out of their harnesses. Lewis had arranged for the harness straps to match the colours of their outfits, Max in red and Cam in blue.