One of my favorite hobbies these days is playing disc golf. I picked it up a couple of summers ago and absolutely fell in love with it. If you've never heard of it, It's like golf but with frisbees. It's a lot more exercise then you might think, only as competitive as you make it, and just an all around good time. It's also free to play almost anywhere you go.
Another great aspect of it is the people you meet while playing it. From my experience most of the people that are into it are pretty laid back and down to earth. It's rare that you go out and not end up meeting someone new and making acquaintances with total strangers. Sometimes that turns into a situation where you see each other again at the course and you play a few rounds together, and sometimes, I recently found out, It can lead to something a whole lot more. This is a story of the latter...
It was a beautiful mid summer day but not overly hot, perfect weather for playing. A buddy of mine named Mike and I were at a small course at a public park not far from my home. It was a pretty open course that made its way around a large field of grass. None of the holes were extremely long and were all par three's, with only the first two having any trees to contend with.
We had played those first two and were about to take our tee shots on the third hole when we noticed a guy by himself teeing off on number one. We didn't think anything of it and took our shots. We walked up to our discs and took our second shots and were ready to putt when I looked back and, to my amazement, the guy was standing at the tee box we just left, waiting for us to finish the hole.
We both made our putts and headed to next hole.
"Maybe we should wait and let this dude play through." said Mike.
"Yeah, for sure." I answered, "He must be pretty good."
Both of our jaws dropped as we watched him tee off. The guy could through a disc a mile! It was no longer a wonder how he caught up to us so quickly.
"Holy shit!" exclaimed Mike and I almost in unison.
After making it in in two shots, the guy walked up to where we were waiting and simply said "Hey."
Mike and I both said "Hey." back and then asked him if he wanted to play through.
"We could just play together," he proposed "if that's cool with you?"
We agreed it was fine with us and Mike and I introduced ourselves.
"My name's Dave." he said back and we all shook hands.
First let me say that Dave was fucking gorgeous! He was blonde haired and blue eyed and had a face that about stopped your heart. Second, that he was built like the proverbial "brick shit house"! He must have been about 6'4'' and even though he had on a pair of baggy shorts and a loose T-shirt, it was pretty obvious he did a lot more than just disc golf for a work out.
We each took our tee shots and Dave threw his disc almost twice as far as Mike and I. The guy had a cannon for an arm!
"You sure you still want to play with us?" joked Mike.
Dave just chuckled and said "Yeah, it's always better to play with someone else than just with yourself."
I grinned and thought "Brother, I doubt you ever have to do that."
The course only had nine holes and didn't take long to get through so we ended up playing a few rounds with Dave and found that not only was he a complete mountain of a man but was super cool too. He was a hospice nurse around the area and was one of the nicest guys you could ever meet, and by the time we were done playing every cell in my body wanted fuck him.
We started heading back to the parking lot when we finally finished playing and as we walked I wanted to try and get his number very badly. I tried to think of some way of bringing up. Maybe something to do with meeting up to play together again or something but I just didn't have the balls to do it.
Just as we were about to reach our vehicles I realized what to do and that was change tactics.
"So, do you play here often?" I asked. I know it's a cliche at a bar or club, but who ever hears that a disc golf course?
"Yeah," replied Dave "about once a week or so."
"Well, cool then. Maybe we'll see you out here again sometime." I said as nonchalantly as possible.
"For sure." said Dave and got in his car and drove off.
I made a mental note of the day and the time we got there and knew I would be back there very soon.
That next seven days went by like a snail crossing a freeway. I couldn't believe how slow time went. All I could think about was seeing Dave again and humping the daylights out of him. I must have masturbated with a dildo to the thought of him at least five times. I would fuck my ass imagining it was his hot cock and would cum within seconds.
I had no idea if he was into guys or not but I was sure as hell going to find out, even if it took me going to that damn course every damn week for the rest of the summer.
Finally, thank goodness, the week passed and I made sure and got to the course the same time we first went. I was pretty disappointed, to say the least, when I pulled in and the place was empty.
I sat in my car for a few moments completely bummed out and then decided that as long as I was there I might as well go out and play a round either way.
I was just getting my gear together and locking up my car when another car pulled in. I couldn't believe my luck, it was Dave! I got it right on the first try and was so excited that I had to stop myself from doing cartwheels around the parking lot.
"Play it cool..." I told myself as he got out of his car.
"Hey man," I said "how's it going?"
"Pretty good." Dave answered. "Back for more, huh?"
"Yeah. I really enjoyed this place, so I figured I'd come back out and give it another shot."
"Cool! I was hoping to see you out here again sometime."
"Hoping to see you out here again sometime?" I thought. Not a bad sign at all.
We played the first couple of holes and it was a great deal hotter out that day so we were quickly dripping with sweat by the time we got to the third tee box. I was walking up to take my shot when I heard Dave say "Man, it is warm out." and watched as he peeled off his shirt.
"Holy balls!" I nearly said out loud. His chest and abs were amazing! I think I may have dribbled a little goo in my pants at the sight of him and quickly went up to take my shot before he noticed the drool coming from my mouth.
It was one of the worst throws I've ever made, and was it getting even hotter out?