It wasn’t until the following afternoon that Danny and I met up. I was lounging
around by the pool letting my lunch go down, along with a few other guys from the London
office. They were talking about work and boring me to death, but I fell into the role they
expected me to play. For the money I was now earning with BIS; I would happily put up with
these arseholes for a while and listen to their tales of self-glorification.
Naturally I relieved some of this tedium by surreptitiously checking out the global
talent. And I have to say that there were some fine examples of manhood on display. Sadly,
Angus had not brightened up my day by appearing in a thong, but there were still plenty of
other hunks around for me to leer at. This was my first trip, so I didn’t really know
anyone outside of the London office, but from what I was gathering, BIS had quite a horny
bunch of salesmen dotted around the world.
There was one guy in particular who really caught my eye. He had arrived by the pool
on his own; then after greeting a few people that I knew to be in our group, in what was
clearly an Australian accent, he settled down by a sun bed directly opposite to where I
was lounging.
He waved over to our small group of pale skinned Londoners, recognising a couple of
the guys, no doubt from previous trips; then he threw me a welcoming smile. He was
incredibly handsome: light brown hair, very stylishly cut, a strong jaw-line and dreamy
eyes; and of course all the confidence that comes with being an Aussie.
He laid out his towel and took some things from his back pack; then he started to
remove his clothing. I watched on out of the corner of my eye whilst pretending to be
interested in my book; hypnotised by what was happening. I’m not sure if anyone else
noticed; probably not - it was all very subtly done: only a faggot would have watched him
as closely as I did and picked it all up. But there was no doubt about it; this Aussie
hunk was putting on a show.
The T-shirt came off first. He removed it slowly, lingering over his action; using
what to most people would appear like two hands, but in fact he used only one. The other
hand was stroking his rippling stomach as it was teasingly revealed before moving on to
his fabulous chest which was a mass of smooth rounded pectorals with a small pert nipple
at the brow of each mound. Then he pulled the T-shirt over his head, biceps bulging to an
impressive degree; his stomach pulled taught by the action. He held this stunning pose for
a ridiculous length of time. I’m sure the teasing bastard knew what he was doing; and knew
that I was watching him and the effect he was having me. I had a very embarrassing
erection going on, which I was forced to cover up by my book.
Of course he knew I was watching! Why else put on a show like that? Or was it for
the benefit of others on the trip - now that would be something interesting to find out:
which other men was he trying to impress; who else was watching the show with a throbbing
cock between their legs?
Something to think about, but in the meantime I carried on watching this brazen
display. And it got even better! Having at last discarded his T-shirt, the Aussie hunk
allowed his hand to casually dangle in front of his crotch. I could scarcely believe it;
the audacity of the man. To any passing onlooker, it might appear that he was about undo
his shorts; an innocent action when taken out of context, but to me it was obvious he was
giving his cock a quick stroke. There was most definitely a bit of self gratification
going on: a public display of fondling his dick. What the hell was this Aussie all about?
Whatever, I was in rapture; my eyes were now glued to this fabulous cock-tease of a
man. I watched on as he at last undid his flies, slowing pulling the zip all the way down.
Then he turned round so that his back was to me as he started to peel off his shorts. He
inched them down, front first, then side, then back, resting them at his thighs so he
could give his arse a quick rub. I was in shock as he felt up his own ass, and so excited
that my book dropped off my lap, my pulsating cock propelling it to the ground.
I quickly recovered it and recovered myself, concealing again my rampant erection.
Then the book was bouncing up and down once more as the Aussie bent over and dropped the
shorts to his ankles, resting his hands on his knees with his beautiful arse jutting out,
pointing in my direction. He was wearing a pair of brief style trunks adorned with the
Australian flag, advertising his patriotism. He should have had the words ‘COME FUCK ME!’
printed on the back; he was advertising his arse so blatantly.
It was a fabulous sight, the sheer material clinging to two incredibly full round
globes of flesh, and the swelling of two big balls at the top of his slightly parted legs.
He looked back under his arm with a smile on his face; knowing I was staring at him, and
smiling as well as I gazed on the wondrous sight of his lycra clad ass. Then he stepped
out of the shorts and straightened himself with a stretch, showing off his incredible body
as all the muscles tensed.
“His name is Bruce,” said a familiar voice, startling me out of my reverie.
“You’re joking!” I laughed before realising that I was giving myself away by staring
at this hunk. I hoped that it was only Danny who had noticed. That was probably the case:
nobody would have been looking at me with all that going on.
“Bruce from Australia: no, it’s no joke. Cute, isn’t he? What are you up to?”
“Nothing really; I’ll probably lounge around for the rest of the day and enjoy the
sun and the view. I might do some snorkeling later on. What about you?”
“I need to hide somewhere. My manager won’t leave me alone. I’m working on a big
deal at present with a Finnish bank: he thinks I should be in Helsinki instead of here.
I’m going for a walk to get away from him. Perhaps you would like to join me; or would you
prefer to sit here and look at Bruce.”
There was no contest. Spend the next few hours ogling at the Aussie hunk in his
Aussie trunks, or go off with the Nordic buck and hopefully have a fuck. “I’ll come with
you I think.”
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