I had been at the sports academy for one year and was looking forward to spending time back in my home town. I had worked at a job there with a very accommodating and adventurous lady before I gained a scholarship.
These plans came to nothing after I had spent the colder months at the academy and was told by my former boss that the summer break would prevent her having any spare time as it was the tourist season. I was disappointed but self-employed people seem to work harder than other workers and their business concerns take a higher priority than all other choices.
I was unsure how I would spend two weeks break. I was expected to return in good physical shape so my development program would need to continue as if uninterrupted.
Robbie, a senior at the academy had taken an interest in my development and knew I was at something of a loose end during the break. He told me his holiday beach house was vacant and he would be visiting it for a few days for maintenance and rest.
'You're welcome to stay any time during the break,' he told me. 'I'll be there on Tuesday and Wednesday next week. You can use the guest room. It's very basic so you'll need to take anything you need with you, but you're welcome to it.'
'Thanks Robbie . That would be great.' I said, grateful for his kind offer.
Next morning, I packed my clothes and bought a few supplies and caught the bus to the terminus. I followed the hand drawn map Robbie had given me and found myself alone in an empty house with two days of solitude and not much to do.
I thought I would continue with the core and cardio program and do some beach running and swimming mostly for relaxation.
I was keen to maintain my fitness during the break, and with no timetable to follow I was able to do some research on my laptop about past sporting champions and their lifestyles.
I relaxed andread a few novels and enjoyed the next few days before Robbie was due to call. Tuesday morning, he turned up at about 9 O'clock in the morning as I was returning from an early 30 minute beach run. He began unloading his car
'Good to see you keeping up your fitness base Lindsay,' he said with a smile as I approached.
'Mostly just relaxation, Robbie. Nothing too strenuous, but I don't want to go through that soreness I suffered when I joined the Academy. Self preservation mainly.'
'Good for you. I'm going to pull a few weeds from what used to be a front garden before going for a swim. Just relax and make yourself at home.'
I settled on the back porch with a book I was reading when I thought Robbie might like a cool drink. Just then, he appeared walking from the front up the driveway past the house wheeling his barrow filled with weeds to the compost bin he had in the back yard and to my surprise, besides his gardening hat and boots, he wore no other clothing.
Somehow, his relaxed demeanor helped me act as though it was normal behaviour to be naked. After a moment, my shock subsided. To Robbie, being naked must be natural whereas to me to unnecessarily remove clothes during the day was a decision to make.
I asked him, 'Would you like a cold drink Robbie?'
'Love one thanks Lindsay.'
I had Ginger Ale in the refrigerator and we shared a bottle in two large glasses. He stood naked in front of me and it took all of my control to look away from his considerable member beginning to gain weight and hang down almost to its full length.
He dropped the shovel onto the ground and declared, 'I think I've done enough gardening for the moment. It's time for a swim. Want to join me Lindsay, or are you stuck in that book you're reading?'
'The book can wait. I'll get my bathers and join you in a moment.'
As I exited the house, he reached through the window of his car and pulled out a towel, and still naked, continued across the street to the beach. A minute later I reached the sand in my bathers and a T-shirt, dropped my towel beside his and walked into the sea for a relieving invigorating short swim.
We emerged from the water and I noticed his shrivelled penis as he made his way to his towel.
He had a derisory tone in his voice when he asked, 'Are you leaving your bathers on out here?'
'Well being covered is normal for me Robbie. Is that OK with you?'
'I feel a bit self conscious and undressed with you covered. You seemed to be at ease naked at the academy. But do whatever you feel comfortable with.'
'I guess it's private enough out here. It might be fun to be go without clothes.'
I slid my bathers down and wrapped them around my hand. My cock was similarly shrivelled by the cold water and I found myself staring at his as it gradually lengthened to the previous state he displayed while gardening. I didn't notice him staring at mine.
The breeze was having an effect on me. I felt embarrassed for my cock to be shrivelling to less than 2 inches, in Robbie's presence.
