(Not) My Arse

From the outset, let me make it clear that this picture of Adrian Komar's arse is purely for illustration only. It is an illustration of what I regard as specimen of a fine male arse. Alright then, it's not purely for illustration - I put it there to titillate as well.

The reason why my arse is the subject of this post is because of an incident at work today. If I was a woman, it might be regarded as sexual harrasment but a woman was to tell, hint or even in the slightest way insinuate that a (gay) guy he's got a nice arse (or a nice cock) for that matter, he will probably be up for more of that sort of harrassment.

I'm not going to get onto my hobby-horse in this post about how hypocritical women can be about this sort of thing - that could be the subject of some other post in the future.

Back to my story. Today is Friday which means that it is "dress-down" at work. I was wearing a pair of Murphy & Nye jeans with an Abercrombie & Fitch polo shirt - all very casual. I went to the stationery room to get an envelope and had to bend down to reach for it as it was on a low shelf which was partly obstructed by a photocopier. Two other female colleagues were there. I'm friendly enough with them such that I wouldn't make an issue of it as it was all said in jest. As I bent down, they two ladies no doubt got a good view of my arse. I was about to leave after getting my envelope when one of them suggested that since the envelopes were placed in such an inconvenient location, perhaps I should take a few more and save myself the hassle of coming back for more later. I vacillated for a bit and while doing so, the other lady remarked that the first lady only suggested that I bend over for more envelopes because they both wanted another view of my arse.

I was somewhat shocked but slightly flattered. It's nice to get this sort of attention, even if it's from the girls but it would be better if it had come from a cute guy. In any case, I'll take the compliments, whoever they come from. So I pretended to be all coy and said that there really wasn't anything to look at and left with my extra envelopes.

The person who usually gets comments about his arse (good comments, I might add) is one of the directors. He's a (married with 2 children) raving metrosexual who works out regularly and has a very fit body. When I first started work at this place, before I knew he was married, I'd have sworn blind that he played for our team and I'll admit to having fancied him a bit. He's in his early 40s but could easily pass for mid-30s. and has got an uncut cock - I managed to sneak a peak while we were both standing at adjoining urinals a few months ago.

I won't venture to comment on the size of his cock as flacid size is no indication of erect length. Let's just say I was tempted to reach out to stroke it until it was hard and then suck it. I had to try very hard to control myself so that I wouldn't get hard. I usually don't have any problems peeing in a urinal, whether I'm on my own or with other guys around. I went to boarding school and later on spent enough time in various changing rooms with my rugby club team mates that being nude around other (straight) males, much less peeing in a urinal, isn't really an issue, unlike my cheating ex who would never pee in a urinal, even if he was the only guy in the loo as he gets "performance anxiety".

If anyone out there would like to tell me I've got a nice arse, let me know. I'll take a few snaps of my arse and you can decide whether you agree with the two ladies from work.