One of these new guys was a single man named Carl. He didn't live far away from my parents, so I didn't want to get to know him at first (maybe he knew some of my relatives or acquaintances?), but then, it was not really that close, and we found out he was really nice and discreet. He worked in sort of sauna club for couples in a beautiful place on the hillside. Once again it was Mick who had discovered him and I knew I could trust his judgement. We decided to meet at this club on our way to see my parents. When we arrived at the place, he came to meet us and to show us around. We went into one of the sauna rooms with some other people and had a little chat, then we rested on the deck chairs. Mick went on talking with another guy, and Carl asked me what I was up to and if I liked what I'd seen so far.
I didn't want to disappoint him, but I didn't really intend to do anything with him. He was nice and his cock was... well, yummy to say the least, but I couldn't bring myself to say: “What the fuck, let's go downstairs, I want to get laid”. Instead, I suggested we had a drink. We all went to the bar and I had a large pint of lager. The other guy was still talking to Mick, maybe he was hoping to get invited downstairs by a couple (each single could accompany one couple), but I wanted to get rid of him without being rude. I pretended to look at some fancy decorations and beckoned Mick. I whispered: “I don't want to do anything with Carl, but do you think he would come with us and just watch us shag?” Mick replied: “I'll ask. But why don't you want to do anything?” I shrugged, I really didn't know. He was not bad at all, but why did I have to be fucked by everyone now, just because he was huge?
