What An Experience
My first look at him happened as I was walking towards Ham fields. I had just gotten off of the bus and was walking down Ham Street towards the hunting ground.As I looked for traffic before crossing the road he appeared around the corner on a mountain bike. He was stripped to the waist, wearing only a tight pair of shorts and a pair of trainers. The sweat from his exertions was trickling down his bronzed abdomen. His hairless chest gleamed in the hot sun, the deeper brown of his nipples drew my...