NOTE: All characters in this story are 21 and older.
Chad Sundberg was an entrepreneur in the truest sense of the word, a man of many talents. He worked primarily as a pharmacist, but that wasn't his passion in life. Being a PharmD was strictly his day job.
Chad had many interests outside of the pharmacy. He loved fitness: weight training and cardio, which he did religiously. Chad enjoyed traveling, snorkeling, and fine dining. He was a devoted caretaker to his little dog, Milly. It was rumored that Chad had a boyfriend, but he never talked about his dating life.
His hard body sculpting paid off in spades. He was a foodie focused on clean eating and living. Chad viewed his body as a temple not to be messed with. The man was obsessed with his hot physique. Who could blame him for being a bit conceited? Most guys would spend too much time masturbating with a body like his!
Chad oozed sex appeal and machismo, standing 5 feet 10 inches and weighing 190 pounds. Chad had little hair on his head, sporting a 'Mr. Clean' look, but that didn't detract from his incredible allure. There was hair elsewhere on his masculine body, although Chad appeared to manscape to keep everything tidy. When the stud flashed his crooked smile, it was sly and instantly drew you in. You just wanted to be with, near, or 'inside' the stud. He had a magnetizing allure!
Because of his good looks and charm, he dabbled in modeling, seeking opportunities as soon as he hit his early 20s. Eventually, he designed his own underwear and swimwear line and proved successful with it. Of course, he was the signature face of his own brand. Why wouldn't he represent 'The Chad Sundberg Line'?
With social media, he built up a massive following on Instagram. The truth was, he loved the attention and adoration. He was a bit of an attention whore. Sometimes, one should be careful of attracting the wrong notice when one shows off. But Chad was oblivious to that. He thought any recognition was a good thing. Little did he know of the dangers of internet stalkers, mighty ones with unimaginable wealth, power, and means.
Chad loved to travel to exotic locales with his best bud and photographer friend, Shane Stevens. Shane was his lensman for photo shoots for the underwear and swim line. No one other than Shane could capture Chad's essence better.
Shane and Chad frequented exquisite luxury villas during their travels. Many of the estates were extended to Chad at no charge by fans of the handsome Instagram celebrity. No doubt these generous admirers wanted to gain his favor and possibly even get into Chad's pants.
On this particular occasion, he was traveling to Jamaica with Shane. Their first night was a quick overnight stay before heading to their borrowed villa. Chad typically liked to head out and explore solo. Shane had his suspicions about what occurred on those excursions. He wished he could hang out with his bro. Chad never allowed Shane to hang out with him.
Chad headed out to a club. He was on the prowl. You see, Chad was a closeted gay man. In the States, he didn't seek any action. Chad had to compensate for lost time by fulfilling his sexual desires when traveling. He dressed in tight-fitting clothing to display his muscular torso and butt.
He sauntered to the bar and ordered a virgin cocktail. Chad never drank alcohol. The bartender flirted with Chad. "It's on the house," the bartender smiled. It wasn't unusual for Chad to be given free drinks.
Chad was surveying the scene, which was a happening tourist spot. Other young men were taking notice of him in return. Across the room, he spied a young mid-twenties man with a decent build, thick blond hair, and a nice perky butt. The man was smiling back at Chad. His blue eyes twinkled at Chad.
'Time to make my move,' Chad thought. He cozied up the guy. "Hey there," Chad said. He sported his usual sly, crooked smile. "I'm Chad."
The young man replied, "Nice to meet you, mate. I'm Tom." His accent was Australian. Chad was studying him. He stood 5 foot 8 inches, weighed 150 pounds, and had a slightly muscled build. He was the twunk type that appealed to Chad.
"You've gotta be from Down Under," Chad grinned. Chad had dirty thoughts of putting Tom down under him.
"Ah, yes. That I am!" Tom replied. "I'm getting strong American vibes with you. And also strong, sexy Daddy vibes as well!" Tom was bold and brushed his hand on Chad's arm and shoulder, admiring his muscular, solid build.
