I was travelling for business, something I've never enjoyed very much. After a while the rooms all look the same, the food all tastes the same, and even watching porn on my laptop loses most of its appeal.
On this one early summer evening outside Chicago, I decided to hang out at the bar, which I didn't often do; but at this hotel, the bar was right next to the pool, so I could at least ogle the women in bikinis lying on the lounge chairs in the last warm rays of the August sun.
I was nursing a vodka tonic and idly staring at the sunlight dancing on the water's surface, when a tall, graceful person opened the sliding doors and walked through, headed toward the bar. As they approached and my eyes adjusted a bit, I could see it was a young man, probably no more than 25, with shoulder length sun streaked hair, wearing oversized sunglasses, a light blue tank top, short cut jean shorts, and sandals. He had a nice overall tan and his body was toned and fit. My firsft thought was, man, I bet this guy does great with the ladies - unless he's gay. He took off his sunglasses and seemed to scan the bar, then to my surprise walked over to the seat next to me. "Is this seat taken?"'he asked, and when I answered no, he slid onto the stool then turned to me, offered his hand and said, "I'm Jesse; nice to meet ya!"
His handshake was firm but not too hard. I felt a little tingle I couldn't account for and replied, "Likewise, I'm Bill. My friends call me Billy."
"Well, I'll call you Billy, then!" and he gave me a nice big smile.
We made a little small talk; I told him a little about my job, he told me a little about his studies - he was finishing up his Master's in Clinical Psychology - and bought us a round of drinks. As we talked, he leaned in a bit and I caught a scent of soap and sweat that I realized I enjoyed. I couldn't help but notice his tan, muscular thighs, he spread them slightly and I became aware of the sizable bulge in his shorts. I forced myself to look up from his body and looked at his face instead. His features were very handsome, almost pretty, and I thought, holy shit, I'm not gay; what's going on here? And is he hitting on me?? His voice was pleasant and I noticed his beautiful blue eyes for the first time.