[This is a sequel to 'Baring up at the Bar']
Derek had to go and get things ready in the bar so he had get some clothes on and look respectable. He insisted on cooking me a really good meal. "After that performance you deserve better than sandwiches!" he had said.
He laid on a fabulous spread complete with wine and candles. The regulars were curious to see me dining romantically all on my own. Once again I wondered if they had already come to their own conclusions.
It was about eight o'clock when I finished and went back to the bar for a glass of wine and some small talk with Derek and the others.
I don't remember when but sometime later Derek quietly excused me from staying up any longer in case I was tired. So it was that I went upstairs, on my own this time, expecting Derek to follow soon after. But nearly an hour went by and he still did not appear so eventually I went back down to see what was going on.
There were four guys sitting at the counter and Derek behind the bar. I went and sat down on a stool just apart from them. No one was saying anything but there was a tense atmosphere.
They looked at me with obvious interest but said nothing at first. I noticed they were all wearing similar white shirts with some sort of badge on the front. Derek gave me a glass of white wine like he knew exactly what I wanted.
He looked more flustered than ever and was trying to avoid the hard engaging look from one the guys seated near me on a bar stool. This guy, like the others, was wearing very sporty looking shorts and I just couldn't take my eyes off his big bare thighs.
"You see Derek that's why we see you as a natural, I mean there you are look at you! You'd be such a star man!"
"Look er ..no! Colin, just forget it, it's no! and that's it!" said Derek suddenly gesticulating his hands and arms wildly to emphasise the point. He started busying himself with the empty glasses as is if to emphasise the finality of what he had just said.
"Oh come on Derek be a sport it's just for the club. For Pete's sake man it's no big deal!" then after a pause turned his attention to me and added. "So yea.. this a friend of yours right?" he continued while looking me up and down.
"Er no um .. he's just a guest, he has one of the yea er .. other rooms" spluttered Derek. He was seriously flustered now.
"Now that's an interesting concept isn't it...., 'other room'......? Hmm!, as opposed to.....?" mused Tony in a deliberate tone like almost like a lawyer. He was a dark haired guy with a Hispanic complexion. This relaxed the atmosphere there was laughter all round.
"Don't worry Derek, we understand! Of course we do don't we?" he said turning top the others, "So why not come over and give us a show? it's not till next week!" Colin said soothingly with feigned sympathy.
"Yea go on!!" the others all called together.
I must have had difficulty concealing my inquisitiveness and I was aware that all these guys were eyeing me up while this was going on.
Suddenly this big blond guy called Hendrik uttered a sigh of resignation and, taking over from Colin said "So then! aren't you going to introduce your guest Derek!" I have to add Hendrik was an extremely handsome guy but Derek remained silent and clearly embarrassed.
"No honestly!" I said "I really don't want to intrude. This is obviously a private conversation".
"Er what's that about privates?" piped up a big guy called Hank at the other end of the bar.
"One track mind Hank! Private conversation man! Sorry to disappoint but if you haven't been paying attention, we don't seem to be getting very far with Derek here." Explained Colin pedantically.
"So what about the other guy then?" says Hank looking expectantly at me.
"Hang on man! He doesn't even know what this is all about" Hendrik retorted. I liked the way he seemed to be protecting me.
Colin came over to me; he put his hand on my shoulder and said: "Its er .. quite simple really; as you probably realise we all know Derek pretty well; for one thing he occasionally plays for the club. Anyway what it's all about you see is this. Every year we have this sort of stag night do at the Club. You know one of those evenings when we let the wives and girl friends go off and cluck or whatever they do at hen parties."
"Get to the point!" said Hank. "We want a someone to show what's underneath, don't we lads?!"
"Colin's the captain; let him finish" said Tony after some cheering.
"OK right well usually we get one of the girls to put on a show. Tracey and Sheila are great Rugby supporters and they are, shall we say, quite regular visitors. Anyway this time there was a sort of consensus that maybe we should go for something a bit different, er .. more exciting perhaps er .. or should I say explicit?" There was laughter.
"In fact it was Tracey who suggested it" Colin went on, "'Why not get a guy to strip off for a change' she said. Well, she wasn't going to suggest female opposition was she?!"
"So you came to ask Derek to do the job!" I interrupted with a smile which seemed to engage everyone's attention rather more than I had expected. Derek's face was flushed. I felt sorry for him but it was hard not to go along with the drift.
"We thought, being that Derek loves talking about his fitness and showing off his body to all and everyone, er .. amongst other things" There was a roar of laughter at that point. "He would be just our man!".
"I don't really have much experience of this sort of thing." I said slowly and thoughtfully.
"And....??" enquired Hank as he came over to me riveting my attention with an expectation written all over his face. I felt mesmerised by his commanding manner. I was so taken by his powerful personality, not to mention his big physical presence and a very large bulge in the front of his jeans. So what I said next was without thinking.
"Well, if it would be of any help, I mean you know I gather it is a bit short notice and well Derek here doesn't seem too keen ..." I began, but then hesitated as I realised how much this would upset Derek.
"We want you to strip for us!" said Hank bluntly.
"But you don't know me! What I mean is, well....., why do you think I'd be any good at it?" It was a feigned protest on my part and I was getting excited at the idea of stripping in front of these four big muscular guys.
"Is this an offer?" Colin asked with a look of forced seriousness on his face.
"Look I was just wondering if it would help matters if I stood in for Derek but I'm sure you guys have someone else in mind really."
"You are fucking perfect!! Right?!" Hank put his big hand up the back of my shirt and around my bare chest.
"Hey steady on Hank, that's enough of that!" Colin rebuked him and he released me reluctantly.
"Personally there's something here I don't quite understand." He said, looking me up and down and then looking at Derek. I was intrigued by this; obviously they knew all about Derek's sexual preferences.
"I hope you don't mind me asking but how old are you?"