Brett felt his body stiffen as the man smiled and moved away and all he could think of was how he’d love to get that one home. He had to be sick, after all he had just had a two year love affair end but here he was, already cruising for someone new. Maybe Brian had done him a favour or maybe he was as Brian said, a guy who just wanted someone handy to fuck. Man, what if that was right?
Without even thinking he found his voice, calling out to the retreating back of the young man, asking if he could tell him where the steaks were. He had no idea why he had asked, after all he had shopped here many times, but suddenly he just wanted to hear the guy speak again, to gaze at him.
The guy stopped and turned around, another warm smile with a twinkle in his eyes stared at him for a second or two then spoke.
Sure, I’ll show you if you’d like.
Yeah, uh, okay if you don’t mind.
Not at all, part of the job.
Thanks.
Okay, well we can go this way.
Brett moved a bit closer and followed the young man, gazing at this back and the perfect fit of the body into the store’s basic uniform. It wasn’t like some stores, just a dark coloured shirt with white linen type pants but Brett could see the thin outline of a pair of shorts around the upper thighs. Man the guy had to be wearing jockey’s instead of boxers which suited him just fine.
He found his eyes constantly moving up and down the young man’s backside. Taking in the well proportioned back, the long rather muscular legs and the nice firm butt cheeks that filled the seat of the pants just right. He could see them move slightly with each step that somehow moved in time with the pounding of his own heart. God he must going crazy he thought as he tagged along like some puppy dog following its master.
Maybe Brian was right, maybe all he really did want was a good fuck waiting for him. Maybe he wasn’t into that domestic crap but in the idea of not having to go looking for sex every night? Shit, he didn’t really care right now as all he could think of was wondering if the guy was cut or uncut and if the jockey shorts were light blue or grey.
Here we are, anything else I can help you find?
(shit, the way the guy was looking at him, it was making him sweat and worse, he knew that the bulge in his pants had to be showing. Course the guy could help him find ‘something else’ but he didn’t have the guts to say what that something else was)
Uh, no I guess that’s it, uh… thanks
