He was new at my gym here in NYC, young and very shy. He had just finished his army service in Germany and had only been back home for about a week. He was about 10 years my junior, an olive skinned Italian with a great tan, beautiful wavy black hair, a wonderful smile (including deep dimples) and bright, sparkling blue eyes. At the gym, he wore very short, bright red, workout shorts and a light blue undershirt with US ARMY on the front. His very, very hairy chest hair spilled out, and his muscular hairy legs and arms were very attention getting. I had seen him a couple of times before, but we had not met, only caught each others eyes and smiled or nodded hello a couple of times. Then one day I was looking for someone to spot me and he heard me asking around and offered to do it.
I never caught him in the locker room or showers, so I had not seen what he had, and to tell you the truth, size has never been a prerequisite in my book....the person is more important to me. But, he did have a nice bulge showing in those sexy red shorts of his... :biggrin: ....so, I have no complaints in that department!
We went for coffee or drinks a couple of times after gym, and then one night he asked me to dinner. He knew I was Southern and asked if I knew a place where they served Soul Food. I said, why not come to my place and I will fix you dinner....fried chicken, turnip greens, sweet potatoes and hot biscuits and cornbread. He accepted the invitation, we had a great evening learning about each other, and he stayed overnight...actually it was a weekend and he stayed until Monday morning! Now, 20+ years later, we are still together. We had a bit of a rough time these last few months, but that has been overcome, so...sorry guys....we are still together and you can't have him!