Being gay and a golfer would be easier if I were a woman. There doesn't seem to be a shortage of lesbian players around, but gay men and golf doesn't mix for some reason. But I love to play the game, and I always walk. It makes for great exercise and carrying my clubs up and down the hills does wonders for my legs.
I would have to say that my legs are my best feature. They are long and lean. I'm 6 foot, but only around 160 pounds. Far from masculine, and I enjoy being a bottom. But one advantage my frame allows is a long swing and I can hit the ball a ton. But as the old saying goes 'You drive for show and putt for dough.' My short game leaves a lot to be desired, but I have always enjoyed playing golf and when I do get the wedge and putter going I can post some low numbers.
My job allows me to play in the middle of the week. I work until noon on Thursdays, and again until noon on Saturdays. It works out very well. Having the afternoons off in the middle of the week breaks up the monotony, and going in on Saturday morning is not a problem. I work as a payroll analyst and being in the office alone is very peaceful.
As I said earlier, I am not masculine. Not a flaming cross dresser, but I do enjoy wearing something a little softer. As I see it, my sexuality is my business, and as long as I don't advertise it no one is going to hassle me. So if I can wear something a little racy and pink underneath when I'm at work I don't see anything that should be stopping me.
When I'm out on the course I love wearing a thong. It feels like I don't have anything at all on underneath. But I do wonder what would happen if some of my fellow golfers found out my little secret. Golf is a game where it is just you against the course, but it is also a social game where playing with other people makes the game that much better.
This particular Thursday afternoon I was looking forward to getting out to the course to play. It was absolutely beautiful. Sunny, with clear blue skies and around 78 degrees. I'm normally a fair skinned guy but since I am out in the sun so much I have a nice tan. And time in the tanning booth evens it out all over. I have a membership and after signing in at the pro shop I headed to the practice green. As I was trying to get my short game I noticed a guy head up from the parking lot. He was gorgeous. Brown hair, about 6'2, and nice legs as well. But this is a golf course. There is no way he is gay, so I may as well put that out of my mind.
As I approached the 1st tee I noticed that he was heading that way too. Looks like he was going to be my playing partner for the day. Having to look at him was going to make it tough to concentrate on golf today. He walked up and extended his hand.
"I'm David. They told me inside you are a single as well. Care for some company today?"
"Not at all. I'm Mark. Nice to meet you, David."
I'm pretty sure he caught me staring but once again I just put it out of my head. It looked like we had a wait as there was a threesome in front of us, but since they were riding they shouldn't hold us up. As we were waiting David broke the ice.
"This is my first time here. Do you know the way around?"
"I'm a member. And it's easy. Just follow the cart path. You play much?