We are on our July walk although it is something of an amble. All morning we are chatting in the bright sunlight as we walk by the Thames deep in the countryside. In the early afternoon a fit young man passes us with a wave. We laugh and compare notes on his lean muscular fitness spending most of our conversation discussing the fine pertness of his bottom. He has a very good bottom indeed we both decide. We didn't expect to see this fine-looking man again. A wrong assumption it turned out.
A few hours later we stop to eat a good lunch in the countryside. We have finished our diets -- you look spectacular and feel confident about yourself. We only have a few miles to our Air B&B and are taking it super-easy. You see a flash of blue by the water. Suspecting a kingfisher, we stop and dangle our feet in the water. A few meters away there is a large splash.
A tall slim man dives into the water and in a flash of muscular back and beautiful naked bottom he disappears into the water. We watch him swim for a little while and walk to his secluded alcove where his bag and clothes are stowed. Noticing us for the first time he waves and smiles.
"It is lovely and fresh in here -- such a wonderful day for a swim," he calls.
"I can't quite hear you," you say entirely untruthfully.
He walks out of the water dripping, entirely naked, muscular and trim with an impressive manhood despite the cold.
"You guys should come in he smiles unselfconsciously. On a hot day like this it is wonderful. My name is Jack by the way."
To my surprise, without hesitating, you strip off entirely and walk into the water. He too is somewhat taken aback and is instantly erect as he enjoys the glimpse of your incredible beauty. Reddening he turns around trying to hide his impressive hard on and dives back into the water. We spend a jolly hour splashing around in the water laughing and having fun.