I met Troy on one of my trips to Australia. I was down there looking at some new investment properties and happened to meet him in a café where I’d stopped for lunch.
The place was crowded because it was the lunch rush, but that didn’t keep me from noticing the big bulge in his shorts, it looked like it could be a big cock or big balls, at the time it was hard to tell. Being an Aussie I knew there was a good chance he had an uncut cock. He took my order and when he replied he had the sexiest Aussie accent I’ve heard in a very long time.
While I was waiting for my meal I found myself daydreaming about the big dick I could see under his work pants which led me to speculation on whether he’d be a heavy cummer as well. He’d be a triple hot threat being Australian with a big cock and a heavy cummer. The Australian accent gets me every time.
It just seemed to go with my mental image of Troy. He brought my meal to me and I just knew he’d never waited tables before because he dropped my drink on the table, as it started to spill onto my lap and floor he apologized profusely while cleaning up the mess. This was my chance to strike up a conversation.
I learned he’s a dock worker by trade, waiting tables at his friend’s café to make some extra money. Apparently the worldwide economic downturn meant that dock work wasn’t paying enough to meet his financial obligations.
As he was talking my eyes kept wandering to his crotch and the outline of his big cock and in my mind wondering if it was an uncut cock or not. He had to run off to wait on more customers, but I hung around there long enough to make him a short term job offer which he eagerly agreed to discuss at my place that evening.
Good man