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At last! I'd been waiting weeks for this holiday and it had finally arrived. I had heard so much about Gran Canaria and here I finally was, ready for a fortnight of sun, sand, sea and hopefully a bit of the other.
I was already sweating by the time I reached my apartments, each with a lounge downstairs and bedroom and bathroom upstairs leading on to a balcony.
After checking in, I made my way to my row of apartments, passing the pool on the way. There were plenty of people around, families and couples all making the most of the hot, sunny weather.
Then I saw what I was looking for – at the far side of the pool lay a bronzed adonis on his own. It was as if he had felt my gaze, slowly pushing himself up off his sun lounger. He walked to the pool and dived in.
My mind replayed his walk again – a slim, muscular body, pecs glistening with the sun oil he'd used, tapering down to a 32 inch waist. Black speedos hugged his hidden package, but the bulge was enough to stir my loins His thick thighs flexed as he walked pool-side.
I was awoken from my day dream by the splash of him hitting water and surfacing not more than 10 feet away. His blond spiky hair looked even cuter now that it was plastered to his head and his sparkling blue eyes lit up his face. I couldn't have imagined a more perfect man if I had tried. A smile and nod, then he turned and swam back to the far end of the pool.
Tearing myself away I went and found my room. After unpacking, I went and sat on my patio, savouring a cool drink. One of the Spanish maintenance men walked past, the opposite of my pool adonis, with dark wavy hair, but a sight none-the-less. He smiled at me as he walked past and I watched his tight buns fill his shorts as he walked down the path.
I turned in the direction that he had come from and walking towards me was my pool fantasy. I watched every muscle flex as he walked towards me – and then into the apartment next door! I couldn't believe it – he'd be sleeping on the other side of the wall to me. Actually no – he'd be closer than that if I had my way.
A few minutes later, he came back out – to my dismay a pair of bermudas covering the speedos and a vest covering his chest.
'Hi' he said, 'Looks like we are neighbours. I'm Danny'
'Hi! I'm Ricky' I replied, my mouth drying as I spoke.
'Are you here on your own?' he asked and when I replied that I was, he said 'So am I. I arrived earlier today and was going to explore tonight. How do you fancy joining me? Come round for a drink around 7 and we'll take it from there. Come in if I don't answer, I'll be upstairs on the balcony. I'm off to the beach now, but I'll see you later I hope'
'Sure, see you later' I replied. I couldn't believe it – I'd been here less than an hour and I'd already met a hunk
I stayed by the pool that afternoon to get the starting of a tan. There were no other single men around, so I kept myself to myself and waited for evening. I was still by the pool when Danny returned and I instantly begin to feel myself stir in my speedos.
I gave him 15 minutes, then pulled on my top and shorts and went round to the apartment.