After I finished high School I had no idea what to do. Thankfully my mate 'Jonno' had an elder brother named Phil, who managed a local theatre restaurant. It was called Mr-E's (as in mystery - get it?)And it ran whodunit style plays on Fridays and Saturdays, at 8pm.
Phil was defiantly a hottie.
I was unable to look at him without wondering if he wore boxers or briefs. If he was circumcised or not; but I had to try, not to let these questions show on my face, as we chatted.
One evening after we had finished cleaning the stage, he asked me if I'd fancy a drink. I accepted happily, and soon was drinking beer and chatting with him on the loading bay.
"So, are you interested in Theatre?" he asked me.
"Sure" I replied, "I'm thinking about moving to Sydney and getting some acting work." I knew from chatting with Jonno, that Phil had once been on a TV show. Apparently he played a life guard & I would often wank, while thinking of him in his little red Speedo.
"Well, it's a tough job" said Phil, moving closer. "A lot of people will try to rip you off, and a lot of people will try to screw you" he said, rubbing my shoulder, and flashing his perfect white teeth.
This made me laugh and the alcohol increased my confidence. I decided to be brave and throw my arm across his shoulders. If he brushed it off I'd pretend, it was a mate gesture. But if he let my arm linger, I'd know I was in for a chance.
"Well there are only a few people I'd let screw me Phil."