I had enough time to get some washing, including our messed bed sheet, into a machine in the laundry. I could hang it all out to dry on a line behind our cabin.
Feeling very relaxed now, as we walked over to the barbecue with a few coldies in my small cooler bag, we noted that there were some other people beginning to arrive also. Jim was there and greeted us warmly with another lingering handshake like when we first met him the day before. He turned to call a young man over who was nearby but had his back to us. As he approached, Brett and I were astonished to recognise him as the young painter we had seen earlier. "Dan and Brett" he said, "meet Mick. Mick is one of the painting crew working on the job. He is a local lad. In fact, his father is the owner of the caravan park." Mick also recognised us and said with a big smile, "Hi there, I‘m really pleased to meet you. You are the fencing contractors, right?" "That’s right Mick, pleased to meet you too" I replied. "So you live here in the park I suppose" I went on. "Yep, that’s right. Still at home with Mum and Dad. It’s good living here; I meet a lot of people and work locally. Jim is a good friend of mine and he got me the job with the painter which is great."
As we spoke, Mick gave himself a bit of a scratch a few times – nothing much more than you can see when a group of guys are standing around talking, but I seemed to be getting quite strong vibes from young Mick.
Jim had been chatting with Brett while Mick and I were getting to know each other and he now turned back to us and suggested that we all sit down at one of the picnic tables near the pool. The cooking at the barbecue was being taken care of by a couple of other guys so we didn’t have to worry about that. So we each opened a cold stubby and moved to the table. Jim sat next to Mick and I couldn’t help but notice how close they were to each other. I really felt that there was something going on here. We continued to chat about this and that for a while before the word came out that the meat was cooked and ready when we wanted it. So, as we were quite hungry by now, Brett and I soon took up the offer and went to get our meal. When we returned to the table, Jim and Mick stood up to do the same thing. As Mick rose to his feet, he adjusted his "furniture". He had a very obvious, large, raging hard-on and didn’t seem concerned about hiding it from us. He was dressed in board shorts and had laid his hard dick across the top of his leg as it had been standing out very obviously in front of him. Jim had noticed that I had seen this and to my surprise, he smiled and winked at me. They both turned and went to get their meal from the barbeque. "Did you see that?" I quietly asked Brett. "Sure did" he replied. "I reckon they’re an item" I said. "This could be an interesting night" I remarked with a smile.
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