It brought it all back to me but I never guessed anything like this would happen. Anyway you may have read Carl's first hand account of being caught with his pants down. Yea and that's an understatement.
Anyway it was two years since I went on that biking holiday with Bobby and I had almost given up ever being able to fulfil what began that evening in the youth hostel.
But the sight of this young completely nude guy brought back all those feelings, like causing my cock to have problems finding space in my shorts But I had never seen Bobby really nude like that. The furthest I got was feeling him under the quilt.
This all happened so quickly. The four of us were out taking an early morning jog to keep fit.
It was no surprise this guy was embarrassed. Perhaps he thought no one would come down the tow path at that hour.
But wow what a body His bare bum got sort of highlighted as it was all white, where he had taken his pants off. It stood out in contrast to the light tan of his smooth thighs. Then as he jumped up you could see his modest biceps and pectorals. He was so youthful and boyish looking. It was the first time since Bobby that I had seen such a sexy looking young guy.
So there we were; a bunch of rough hulky Rugby players with this young nude when the scene got even more revealing. Hank, who was standing to one side as he got up, saw at first hand this creamy dildo or plug slip out of his bum slit. The poor guy, in his panic of hastily trying to find his pants had revealed a lot more about himself.
To be honest I felt immediately sorry for him at the time and I actually put my arm around him and told him not to be too embarrassed. I said something like 'we were all human beings and anyhow we Rugby players are broad minded'.
Ian had already greeted him really casually like: "Hi Carl Good to see you about so early in the morning" He acted as if he found it all very normal. Because I had just joined the team, I didn't realise they all knew him from school days. You would have thought they'd have made more out of catching a guy doing anal masturbation.
Maybe Carl had been tempting providence but anyway he was happy to accept Ian's invitation to jog along with us. Brian Hank and I went ahead a bit while Ian accompanied Carl. But the comments and banter were getting hotter. Brian had said something loudly about not being ashamed to show your needs but it was audible to Ian who deliberately misunderstood 'needs'. Perhaps he hadn't seen that Brian was holding that dildo.
It was obvious he knew them quite well and seemed to relish the banter. Anyway he caught up with us and with his very brief shorts, tight sleeveless shirt, bare arms and shoulders, he so much reminded me of Bobby. I guess I had better quickly tell you what had happened between us that time.
It was our last night in a youth hostel and I had found Bobby in the top bunk with his head on his chin reading a book. We often discussed fitness during our weeks holiday and he liked to talk about his muscle tone. It had been making me excited because he had such an attractive and youthful body just like Carl but I had never got to see him in the nude. I still had this vision of his beautiful smooth firm muscles, his tight T-shirt and shorts which gave him such a good profile. But then I was far too shy to say or do anything about it. I didn't consider myself gay and I couldn't see that any one could deny how irresistible he looked.
As Bobby lay there his lower legs and calf muscles were bare where the quilt didn't quite reach. I didn't have to think of an opening remark for an excuse to touch him as he immediately started saying how he found lying on his stomach best to avoid cramp in his legs. That gave me my excuse Of course I began with his calf muscles and when I progressed up under the quilt to his thighs he just went on reading his book as if nothing was happening. His young legs felt so firm and smooth.
I don't know what happened as I was shy but I just couldn't help myself. My hand progressed beyond the crease at the top of his thighs. It was pure instinct that had me fondling his bare buttocks then, realising I had gone too far, I looked furtively at his face. All he did was smile back at me in a sort of inviting way. As I ventured my finger tips into his slit, I realised that my cock was getting raging hard. Honestly I had never thought of doing anal sex with him but it was like my own body which was telling me what to do.
But then alas we heard voices and others entering the dormitory. So that was where it had ended some two years ago and I could not get over a longing to go further. 'Did he really want it?' I had been asking myself. It was like I was the only person in the world with these thoughts and that I could never share them with anyone.
So to get back to the present, Ian started offering Carl the groundsman job at the Rugby Club. But I knew he and the committee had already turned down dozens of applicants and as far as I could see Carl hadn't even applied for it .
We had slowed to a walk now and they had gone ahead slightly. "Will this be a first time for you then Sandy?" Brian asked casually.
"What do you mean?" I answered.
"What he means is" Hank had a coarse way of putting things. "Is this the first time you've stuffed your cock up a dandy boy's asshole and given him a fucking good shafting?" .
"Hey keep your voice down he could hear us" Brian said.
"Anyway" I tried to reply steadily but feeling my cock responding to the hard talk, "I reckon he probably wants it anyway.".
"It's got nothing to fucking do with what he wants right? It's what he fucking needs right? Hey you see his pretty buns under those panties? Well under there is a boy cunt just aching for a man's meat Look you don't know him do you? Well I'll tell you he's ripe for it, right up his fucking bum hole You see his ass is wobbling as we speak. He needs just one fucking thing and that's to get gallons of fucking sperm and spunk spurted up his tight little asshole. Look at him He's a beauty He's gonna get it forced up him He won't even be able to get his plug in, by the time we've finished with him, there'll be so much fucking spunk oozing from his slit" Hank thumped me on my shoulder but was making us all get really hard. Brian was having to make adjustments under his shorts.
Ian and Carl had stopped so we all gathered round eager to offer Carl help with any machines that, as Ian suggested, might be too heavy for him..
It was a sort of mix of testosterone and team spirit but quite frankly I was dizzy with horniness At that point I could willingly have participated in a gang rape if Carl had tried to get away. It was like we were a team of hunters and he was our captive prey. But captive or not he was being lead like a lamb not to slaughter but as Hank put it 'to give his boy cherry a fucking good seeing to' we were going to 'pump his bum up'.
"OK he's been to college and learnt from books and got all clever and that but look at him He may be over eighteen but he's still a boy If he's going to be groundsman he's going to have to be one of the team and that means not just helping him with machines but it means giving him the right tools for the job and he'll get lubrication right where he fucking needs it".