Thursday afternoon, my last work shift before a well deserved long holiday. I said goodbye to the ladies in the admin room took my laptop and hit the road. The big question now was what I wanted to do with my holidays.
Later that night, while paging through the Exit and flicking from one channel after the other I saw an ad under the temp jobs in the smalls. "Young man wanted to help out during busy season on guest farm in the Karoo. Must be well build, easy manner and willing to go the extra mile for the customer. Send full length photo and contact details to following e mail. Excellent remuneration."
This is what I am going to do. I looked for a decent photo of myself, wrote a few lines describing my likes and strong points and sent it off. And I waited. Actually I was eagerly waiting for news during the Friday morning while doing my washing and cleaning my small townhouse. I did not have to wait long. My phone rang at 12 o clock. He sounded like someone in his early thirty's, strong and friendly. He liked my photo, made sure I know that this is only a temporarily job and made sure it was me on the photo. When could I start? was his last question. By half past five I was on the next flight from Lanseria to Cape Town.
He would pick me up at the airport, since he knows what I looked like all I had to do was sit in the coffee shop and wait. I was excited, worried and concerned. What did I do? I know nothing about guest houses, about serving people and about this man. For all I know he might be a serial killer. I wanted to run back to the tarmac and get on the first flight back to Johannesburg.
Then I saw him, or rather I hoped it was him. Dark hair, lean, clean shaven, sun burned and beautiful. Brown eyes, white smiling teeth and broad shoulders. A very attractive man. He walked right up to my table and extent his hand, "Hi, I am David, and according to your photo you must be Ralph." "Jip, that me" I managed and smiled. "Nice to meet you". "Did you have coffee already" he asked? "Yes, I am all set do go and eager to know what is expected of me" I replied.
"Grab your bag and I will fill you in on our way. I hope you do not mind, it's not often that I managed to come to the city, I have a penthouse here and got tickets to the ballet tonight. We can leave for the farm tomorrow morning. By then you might have decided to go back to Joburg in any way". This sounds interesting. "No problem you enjoy the night in the big city and I will sleep on it" I said. "Well I have two tickets for the show, I was hoping you might join me"? "Oh, well sure but to be honest I did not bring suitable clothes for a ballet show". "You look about my size, we will make you fit into a black tie and trousers don't worry" he said with a laugh in his voice.
We stopped at a very smart but very small silver BMW Boxer, "Small but very nice to move in the city" he said "get in, your bags will just fit in the back". We got in and we sat really close together, our shoulders almost touching, when he changed gears his hand brushed against my leg and I could feel myself shivering.
Almost on the beach at sea point he turned into the basement of a big block of flats. "That's home for me when ever in the city" he said. "Again, small but a beautiful view and well situated." We got out grabbed the bags and got into an even smaller elevator. Once again I was standing very close to him, he had to lean against me to press the button to take the lift to the top floor. His 5 feet 7 inches manly frame close to mine and a warm expectant feeling flowing through me. I think I held my breath all the way up to the eight floor, to scared he might hear the urge in my lungs.
We got out and almost straight into his penthouse apartment. It was beautiful, clean minimalistic lines, big screen television set, a nice sound system, small kitchen and a single door leading to what must be a bedroom. I put my bag down and went to the big window. The view was breathtaking, Cape Town lay at my feet with the sea in the background. He was standing behind me, pulling the thin curtain away and directing my sight to the waterfront, "see what I mean, close to everything" once again his frame touched mine and I froze. This time he felt it, he put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Hey, you can relax, I do find you very attractive but will definitely not take advantage of you. Something's come naturally and even then with mutual consent". I laughed and turned around, "and are worth waiting for" I said.
"We got to get ready, would you like to take a shower first, after the flight?" he asked. "That would be great, I'll make it quick." I said. "This way" he pointed to the open door of what I assumed was the bedroom. Once again it was beautiful. Big and clean and decorated only with one big painting of a very attractive naked study of a man on a boat. "Me, when I was still young" he said with a smile in his voice. "Still very true today" I said. "Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment." "You hit the shower and I will sort out the clothes." It was an open plan bathroom and I had no choice but to start undressing with him close by looking through his closet for clothes that will fit me. Soon I was standing naked in the shower with the water flowing from my tall frame.
He came to the shower door and called out, "I take it a 32 would fit around that thin waist of yours?" he asked. "Yes" I replied, "and a 16" neck for the shirt." " You have a great build" he said appreciatively and smiled, "would love to tame that bush of hair of yours. It's a bit wild if you don't mind me saying." "You can have your go at it later, now we have to move" I replied. "I am finished, hand me the towel please". He opened the shower door and hand me the towel, he look straight at my penis hanging swelling with excitement down there where it was burning with desire. I quickly started to dry myself off before he could see the erection growing wild. He got undressed and entered the shower stall, now it was me who could not keep my eyes off him. "Hey, you are drooling" laughed and turn around. "Get dressed before we miss the show.
Soon we were in the Boxer again on our way to the ballet. Once at the theatre he took me backstage and introduced me to the lead dancer. A friendly well build young man with bright eyes and a lovely smile. "It's my first lead role and it is all thanks to Dave here". "I hope you are going to enjoy the show, it is really exciting dancing." We did, it was great seeing him move and even more exciting was the subtle brush of Dave's hand over my thigh and even once over my hard-on where I could feel the pre-cum heating my cocks head.
On our way back to his flat Dave stopped for coffee and muffins. We got back to his flat and after removing our ties he asked if I still have energy to watch a dvd. I agreed and we got down before the big screen and kicked our shoes off. Took our coffee and muffins and started the movie. It was soon apparent that this was no ordinary movie. It was a very sensual story of two business families with sons fighting to survive the onslaughts of the economy and doing everything they need to do to come out tops. And I mean come out on top. After approximately 20 minutes Dave turned to me. " I think it's a waste of time watching others doing something the we could do better, what do you think." I decided to play dumb. "You will have to show me what you mean" I smiled. He pulled me up from the couch and said, "I am going to make sure you do not decide to go back to Johannesburg tomorrow."
While steering me towards the bedroom he started kissing my neck, chin and finally he touched my mouth ever so lightly. Sensing my response he increased the pressure and I felt his tongue in my mouth, sweet and hot. He turned me around and started to run his hands down my body. Feeling my nipples between the soft of my shirt, and then rested his hand on my crotch. It felt warm and save. He started to undo my buttons one by one and his fingers were warm against my body. Neither of us was saying anything. I simply enjoyed his touch and the slow tenderness he used to undress me till I was completely naked before him. "Lay down on the bed he whispered softly". I did as was told and watched him while he took his clothes off piece by piece with no hurry.
Naked he came down on me stretching my arms way above my head and pushing my legs open with his knees. I lay eagle spread under him and he started kissing my body. Moving down to my nipples and my navel and eventually softly tucking at the head of my fully erected thick cock. He licked, kiss and after what felt like an hour took it in his mouth. By now I was wet with pre-cum and moaned softly under my breath. His hand cubed around my sack and started ever so lightly to squeeze it while sucking away at my shaft above it. I lift my buttocks in an open invitation but he seemed only to be interested in my big cock. Finally his tongue slipped lower and his finger started to probe my ass. Only then did he speak, "do you want my big fat cock in you"? he asked. I almost cried out yes, yes, yes but could only manage a weak not with my head. I was overcome with pleasure. He parted my cheeks with his fingers and slowly worked his big dick into my warm joy. Then he lay still fully inserted into me he kisses me and started to move with slow rhythmic movements. I throw my legs around his buttocks and pulled him in as deep as I could. His movements started to grow faster and wilder and we moved like a horse and a rider in full flight. It took a lifetime. He started shooting hot cum over me and kissed me with hot wet passion. I responded in kind.
When finally he rolled off me, both of us wet with our own pleasure he managed to say with a smile and a longing in his invitation. "I am ready for that hot lean body of yours, please, after I first saw you in the airport lounge I could not restrain myself. With you naked in the shower before me with that beautiful cock half cocked I almost took you in my mouth. Fuck me now".
I did, I took my time and the next day we took the road to his farm and his guest house where I would please other guests in kind.