The Tension Mounts !

Part of Rob was still convinced that there was no way that the captain would risk stripping him stark bollock naked. The elderly couple had said it was unprecedented that they had gone all the way earlier with the black guy and he was white and a British citizen after all ! He was far less convinced than he had been a few minutes earlier, however, now that he was reduced to standing there dressed only in what Verity had aptly described as budgie smugglers. And the conspiratorial conversation still taking place between Verity and the captain did little to assuage his growing nervousness.

It was clear that he now had the undivided attention of everyone in the departure lounge; from the captain and the guards to the four mischievous girls, to the elderly couple, who at least seemed to have the decency to be embarrassed on his behalf, and to the dozens of native passengers and staff. Rob would have been mortified to be stripped naked in any circumstances but in addition, his mind could not help but compare his body unfavorably with that of the black guy who had been stripped before him. His wasn't exactly a micro dick and he had not had any complaints from any of his sexual partners over the years. But he was what could be termed a 'grower' and in its current flaccid and nervous state, he feared his prick was more likely to be the subject of mirth and ridicule than of admiration. ( see cover photo ) Surely he was not going to have to expose it to public view ?