So my love of golf had begun many years ago and I played regularly. I was a good player and enjoyed the sport, come rain or shine it gave me a great reason to get out, enjoy the fresh air and walk off the stresses of the week.
As a young single guy, in my mid 20's I was active and kept myself in good shape, having a good social life and no shortage of female admirers.
Without a doubt I never dreamed that what was going to happen that afternoon would take place. For many years I had thought, like most men do, about having intimate relations with other men but I lead a straight, heterosexual life and my safe lifestyle and my general safe approach to society kind of dictated that this was not going to ever change. Nobody could have would have predicted the next step.
It was the end of the week and I was free for the complete weekend and I decided to head off to the golf course to try and get a game with a similar golfer or even just play a round on my own, something I would regularly do.
As I approached the first tee there was another single player who had just tee-d off and before he walked away asked me if I was on my own and would I be interested in joining him for the round.
"Sure why not, that would be great" I said, offering my hand, "I am Chris, pleased to meet you."
Steven and I had an amazing round of golf.
We simply got along.
His personality was similar to mine and we hit it off, laughing and joking, enjoying each others company as we played a friendly but competitive round of golf.
We were both matched to a very similar playing standard and played both to our strengths, matching each others shots like for like and playing a very competitive game. But as this isnt a golf story I will try no too dwell on this too much. The game was close and eventually after the last hole Steven just won the match.
We headed back to club house and as we went I turned to Steven,
"Let me buy you a pint, you won it after all" I offered.
"Thanks ok, that would be great," Steven replied, "I need to change first and get cleaned up."
I agreed and we headed off to the locker rooms.
As we got changed we were not far away from each other and I couldn't help but notice Steven. Now that I wasn't focused on the golf I noticed him a little closer. Possibly a little too close. He was in great shape, I later found out he was ten years my senior I didn't think I was in bad shape but guess he was a good role model to aim to be. But I wasn't attracted to men, so not even sure why I was thinking this, but here I was. I was somewhat drawn to him. This guy was good looking and I couldn't help but admire the form before me. As I stared I found myself drawn in to him, I was transfixed and I had to pinch myself and concentrate.
"Whoa, get a grip Chris," I found myself thinking and was lost for a few seconds.
Steven headed off to the showers and I similarly followed and begun my shower, all very innocently but as the hot water cascaded over me I couldn't help but wonder why I was thinking about Steven, and what in particular about him caught my eye.
There was no special soapy shower scene here but I simply finished my shower, trying to not think about Steven and was drawing me too him. I then headed back to get dressed to find Steven already there, towelling down in front of me.
My god, I was transfixed and couldn't take my eyes off him.
His body was amazing but he wasn't shy and as I looked over my eye was drawn to his perfect . The last time I had seen a guy this naked would have been the school changing rooms. His just hung perfectly, not massive but an amazing shape and it just looked so hot. I had to stop and pinch myself and get dressed, I am sure he hadnt noticed me staring but the worry was the effect it was having on me or more importantly my , which was fast growing in size as I tried to hide it as I dried down with the towel.
My god, my heart was pounding as I tried not to stare back at him but he smiled as I looked over and once again I found myself looking away, nothing being said, nothing needed to be said. I was caught.My face red with embarrassment.
Trying to look away and hoping he hadn't noticed my staring or worse still my obvious arousal, pretending as if nothing had happened.
We finished getting changed and some minutes later after some final preening in the mirror we headed off to the bar to have that winners drink.
We chatted about the golf and enjoyed a beer together and after a second pint we decided to have some lunch. As we sat watching golfers finishing their rounds on the 18th green, it was clear we had uncovered something special in our new found friendship. There was a real warmth as we chatted and Steven had the warmest eyes that I couldn't help but fall into.
What was happening, I was being drawn so close to this man, we connected together and the more we sat chatting the more I felt my attraction to him grow. What was happening?
Eventually we got chatting about relationships and our partners. I was seeing a lovely girl called Frankie who had been my girlfriend for over two years and Steven was married to his wife Kelly.
As we talked Steven admitted, "my sex life feels like there is something missing though and sex between me and Kelly doesn't leave me satisfied."
"How do you mean?" I asked, not sure or prepared for what was coming next.
Sitting facing me as he looked at me with this big deep blue eyes,
"The truth is I get more pleasure from men, Chris. She doesn't know, but on occasions I have slept with other men"
"Wow!" not sure what to say "how many times have you done that?" was the best thing I could think to say.
"A few" was all he said.
Then a long pause filled the gap between us, and as he reached forward he took two fingers of my hand gently in his, my heart suddenly pounding more and more.
My god, my heart stopped beating. No correction my heart was beating so hard in my chest and my mouth was so dry, I couldn't speak. His touch was soft, unexpected but special, I was transfixed.
Nothing was said for what felt like hours but he smiled at me saying,
"Did you like what your saw earlier?"
