It was not the sort of occasion when you would expect anything exciting to happen. I had this job for the summer vacation which meant I had to travel around doing interviews all day and staying in Guest Houses each night.
So it was evening and I had just found this B&B. The landlady had shown me to a twin room which seemed fine. I was relaxing in the garden at a table with a parasol and enjoying a cool drink while she chatted to me about the problems of running the place.
Presently we noticed a large bus had drawn up nearby and a couple of big young men dressed in sports gear came through the garden gate and asked if there were any rooms available.
"Is it just the two of you?" she asked.
"Er well no actually there are seven of us, you see we are a rugby team on tour and all the others have managed to find accommodation except us"
"Seven! Let me see, that's really a pity because I have three twin rooms and a double and I have just let one of the twins to this gentleman so I'm afraid I can't just offer to take you all. I'm really sorry!"
"No don't worry it's OK. And you couldn't allow one of to sleep on a chair or something?"
"No I'm sorry it's all these fire regulations. We have to be so careful these days."
I remember feeling quite sorry that they would have to go away. I always liked being with the rugby crowd even though I was not built for the game myself.
"I would be prepared to share with one of you if that would help." I offered.
"Are you really sure? You don't have to you know! I really wouldn't want you to feel pressured in any way" she said.
So there it all began. I accompanied a guy called Barry up to show him my room. There was only one key and we both had cases to take up.
Looking back I don't quite remember but I think Barry did offer himself fairly quickly and seemed very friendly. I should also point out that I had taken my shirt off to catch some of the evening sun.
"Hey this is great! Are you it is OK? I mean you wouldn't prefer to have one of the others share with you?"
I laughed. "I don't know any of you but I usually find rugby players are a great crowd."
"Excuse me saying so but you don't quite look like one yourself. I don't mean that in any derogatory way. Hey! you offer to share your room then I come and insult you!! No I mean you are ... no sorry! you are really just fine! What's your name by the way?"
He suddenly looked a bit flushed. It seemed like he had started a sentence he could not complete.
"Carl" I replied smiling at his obvious embarrassment.
"Actually er... I thought of having a shower and getting out of this sweaty gear. We're going out for a meal somewhere in about an hour." he was getting clothes out of his case and hung up a smart suit in the wardrobe.
"OK then here goes" he said stripping off his clothes. "I'm sorry I hope you don't mind!" he said as he took his pants off.
"Not at all!" I replied emphatically as I stared unashamedly at a very impressive display of genitals.
Like all rugby players his face was rugged rather than beautiful. The most I usually got to see of players was the lower part of their thighs as they ran with the ball. I had never seen a guy like this in the nude before. I was completely captivated by him, his thick muscular neck broad shoulders, powerful hairy chest and strong running legs. A strange excitement came all over me as I watched his buttocks as he strode confidently to the shower cubicle. He left the en suite door open so I could see the outline of naked body through the frosted glass of the shower door as he soaped his body. I wished I was with him.
This was the first time I had ever got excited like this about a guy. I was so innocent then! But it seemed like I had just seen everything I liked about rugby players but had never really admitted so much to myself. I kept thinking how I must control myself and not get carried away because he was probably not at all interested in me in that way.
Very soon he came back with a towel around him and I said I would go for a shower myself. I had a perfect excuse to follow his example and strip off right in front of him. I tried to be as casual as possible and not to look at him, but it was a huge thrill to take my pants down in front him as he was watching. I had been teased about my sexy ass at school and in sort of a way I rather liked it. So as I walked over to the shower I sneaked a glimpse over my shoulder and caught him looking at my bum. I smiled and asked him if the shower controls were complicated.
He jumped up from the bed where he had been sitting and scarcely drew the towel around himself. "Hey let me show you! they are quite easy really but you need to get the setting right." He was next to me now in the cubicle with his naked body touching mine and as he leant over me to adjust the controls I felt his warm cock touch the side of my thigh.
"How's that! Not too hot?"
"Oh yes that's really fine" I said half hoping he would stay with me and misbehave but it was premature to think such things, I told myself. So I had my shower feeling hugely excited as I fingered my soapy asshole and thought of Barry's great cock as if that would be as near as I would ever get to the real thing.