I love cock. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not rib, as such, but COCK. I am married, love my married woman and family unit, and will do nothing to queer them or my marriage. But I love cock. Am I repeating myself ?

With local anesthetic University joining, I am able to pee-pee use of the 5 different gyms and work-out center of attention on campus, in addition to the 3 pond they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way Sir Thomas More time looking at the co-eds, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gym either early in the morning, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to plunk on certain daylight when they are less crowd together. After my workouts, I always shower before going home.

Of course, in using the showers, there is generally the outlook that early guys will be showering also. I have never looked at cat, as I might reckon at girls, thinking how a great deal I'd love life to bed them. They are just early defenseless men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat sloven, just an older, out of shape guy.

One even, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my workout. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some guy cable wear towels around their waist, and flip collapse on their metrical foot, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 exhibitor headland on each bulwark, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad scholar, about 30 or 32 twelvemonth of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung my towel on the come-on, and turned the water on, and when it got to temperature, I began soaping up. As I soaped up, I turned my back to the shower straits and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his hairsbreadth. I saw his penis. wellspring, not a member, but a putz. wellspring, not just a stopcock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 feet tall, this former guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average body case, short hair, and clean shaven.

I turned away fast, so as not to progress to him think I was checking him out, ( I was ) I didn't want to make a scenery, or get him mad.

He rinsed off and finished before I did, and left the cascade room. I finished a few minutes later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my locker, leaving wet foot prints on the flooring as I went.

reach my storage locker, there was this Same blackamoor man, still nude, drying off. I said hello, he said Hi back.

I opened my locker and sat on the Bench. As soon as I did, he moved in movement of me to open his locker door, which turned out to be right next to mine. As he leaned over his stopcock was right in front of me, no more than a foot from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my head down, and, thank god, didn't pop a woody right there. He grabbed his clothes, pulled back, moved a few feet away, and got dressed.

After he finished dressing, he turned and left. I was still sitting there, picturing his beautiful cock right before me. Mmmmmm. You see, I am relatively inexperienced in Man-Man sex, but what petty I have been involved in, I enjoyed. My problem was, I demanded cleanliness, both physically, and medically, but the guys I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to care about being healthy. Few got tested, many played with random unknown. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. Having said that, I had a peculiar juju for blackness tool. Big, small, it was irrelevant. blackness peter was my fancy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a material alive uncut peter in my life. Not even on high schooltime footlocker rooms after gym class.

Anyway, I finished drying off, dressed, and left. I could say that was it, but I'd be lying. I thought about that lightlessness tool on the way home, the next day. I couldn't get it out of my creative thinker. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would have gotten myself beat up, and never be able to devolve to that gym. You never know how thing might turn over out.

The following eve, I went to the gym a little earlier. I finished my workout, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the same guy as the night before.

He looked at me, smiling"Leaving already ?"he said"I thought you might be back tonight. Maybe we'll run into each other again."And he continued into the locker room.

My nous was swirling. What did he mean ? Was he hitting on me ? No way. I was making something out of cypher. Still….

I knew I shouldn't. I should stay put away. The next night, yes I went to the gym, later than usual. I changed and went into the work out room, and there he was. I hope I didn't rosiness. I got real nervous, so much so, that I couldn't dressed ore on my physical exertion. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to slip by out. I was running all kinds of thing through my judgment. Did he want me ? Fuck that was farcical. Was it ? Was he just being friendly ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't concentrate worth a shit.

I smiled back, and raised a hand in a bit of a wave. I lay on the workbench, pressing weight, not paying attention to anything, when I heard a deep voice.

"Can I give you a hand ? postulate a spotter for that ?"he asked.

I opened my middle, looked up, RIGHT UP THE PANT wooden leg OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS BLACK COCK hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

He caught it."Sorry, didn't mean value to startle you"he said.

I stammered some jibberish, I am certain, and told him I was just finishing up, anyway.

"goodness"he said."Let's hit the cascade"

Oh my fucking god. Him ? Me ? In the exhibitor together ? I mentally slapped myself. Hard. Several times.

He was smiling at me.

"Yeah, it's clip"I said. And we went to the showers.

I went to my locker, and, like the last time, he had the one next to me, apparently we were both creatures of use, and took the same lockers.

We undressed, hung our physical exercise train in the footlocker and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't cover himself with his towel tonight. We entered the showers, both taking the same shower heads that we used the live time. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my back to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

He smiled."My public figure is Jim"he said.

"Hi. public figure is Don"I replied."Nice to meet you"

"Yeah"he smiled."You come here often ?"

"I try every day, if I can"I said"usually in the morning, but at night, if I miss the morning."

I noticed he was spending an excessive quantity of fourth dimension lathering his tool, which definatly was getting business firm.

I was getting firm. No, I was getting HARD.

I looked up, he was staring at me, a slight smile on his look.

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his voice,"It's okay"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the shower room. Sitting on the bench, drying myself, I sensed his presence. I looked up, he was a step from me, that magnificent cock almost totally tumid. I know my rima oris opened, and my jaw dropped.

"It really is O.K. ”, he said."I don't mind if you look. You're not the first guy to look at this cock"

I slowly raised my head."Are you gay ”, I asked somewhat timidly.

"No, not really, but I have had, let's say, some experience with men."

He moved closer, his now gruelling cock was less than a few inch from my mouth. I could open my mouth, and withdraw him. fountainhead, maybe that might be premature, but I could certainly suckle on him.

I turned away."N..N..no. Please."I babbled"I can't"

"Yes you can. We're alone. You know you want it, I know you want it. Just rent it in your mouth"

"No, not here, someone might watch us."

"Aaaahh. You might be right."He sounded somewhat disappointed."How about going to my place, I am walking space away."

"No, I need to get home."

"No you don't. Okay, how about we grab a bite to eat, or a deglutition, just talk some…"

That seemed condom. At least he didn't seem like he was going to beat me."Alright, let's snatch a bite."

We finished dressing in silence. I watched his turncock bobbing and swinging as he moved. I couldn't help myself.

We exited the gym, we started to ferment left, I told him"Let me throw my bag in my car"I walked into the parking lot, popped the torso, and threw my bag in."set. Let's go."

We walked down the pavement in the growing darkness. A few hundred one thousand, he turned."Let's go in here"

I looked at him."This isn't a restaurant, what's this ?"

"My flat, upstairs"he motioned with his head.

"But..but"I started

He took me gently, but firmly, pushing me through the room access, and up the stairs beyond."Top of the stairs, turn right"he said.

Almost in a trance, he urged me up the stairs. Turning right, there was only one room access. He opened the door, after picking out the right key on his key ringing.

"Welcome to my nursing home"he said, turning on the lights.

It was a dainty place, clean, and neat, especially for a individual guy.

"Have a arse"He said, I'll be right back.

He re-entered, carrying a couple of boxes."Here"he said, handing one to me."Open it up, it is a nursing home mental testing kit for HIV. You'll know that I am safe, I'll know you are safe."

We opened them up without saying anything to each other. After I opened my box, I turned to him, but before I could say anything, he said"I rarely play with men. oasis't for several twelvemonth. But when I saw you looking at me the first night, something started burning at the pedestal of my cock, which I had to satisfy. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test kit at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of bodily fluids between grownup. That okay with you ?"

I was happy at this turn of result, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no playacting without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that issue."Yes, very good, thank you"While at the same clock time thinking how presumptive he had been. Ah. Who was I kidding ? I wanted him, he wants me, let's get it on.

We talked as the tests set, waiting for the upshot. After 20 minutes, both showed a exclusive bar on the test funnies, indicating we were both HIV negative.

Jim started taking off his clothing. Just like that. well, I guess there is no wining and dining in these kinds of things. He was nude and getting rear as I began to disrobe.

"You know I love your putz, right ? I said as I undressed.

"I knew that the first off night in the cascade. I just wasn't sure if you were homo, or funny, that's all"

"I am not a human,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking cock. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a black putz, and I liked the looks of yours. I am hook up with, I need to be careful"

"Understood. No one will know but you and me. Whether it is just this one time, or a steady thing that we get together."

A shiver ran down my spine as he that"regular"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking upright. Real good.

I stood and stepped toward him. kneel, I gently touched his cock. Immediately, it began rising to full hardness. It was very nice, indeed. I held it, and brought my head towards him."Can I try you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his backtalk like a hiss"Please. Suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his stopcock, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could feel my turncock was rock hard. I laved the head of his cock with my spit, then the moment of accuracy. I started to slide his thick member into my oral cavity. It was thick. I loved it. I was across-the-board undetermined, my mouth forming a seal around the circumference of his spear. He wasn't, contrary to myth and lore, that long, but he was thick. I wanted to see how far I could take him in. I prided myself in my deep throating abilities, but this was heavyset. I was gagging before it was one-half way in.

Determined to get him all in, I began going back and forth, sucking on him, getting as much saliva on that cock as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my backtalk, and into my throat. red cent this was difficult.

I felt his hands on the back of my head, not pulling, but urging me to admit more. I had to rest. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his foiled look."It's alright, no one else has ever taken it all"he said.

More determined than ever, I took him back in. Relaxing my throat as much as I could, I put my hands on his ass cheeks, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could unstrain my pharynx enough, but getting air was the problem. After I don't know how foresightful, my lips touched his pubes at the stand of his cock.

I had done it ! I took him all the way in. I held him for a second, until I ran out of air. backup off, I looked into his oculus."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the first clip you looked at my hammer. You had the hunger. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his balls, sucked his shaft. He was moaning almost continuously. After a bit of gagging and slurping, he grabbed my head, tightly."I'm gon na cum"he said,"Soon"

I no longer had to do any workplace, he held my head. And fucked my throat. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my mouth and throat.

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that same second, I felt and tasted the thick passel of his cum filling my mouth and sliding down my throat. It tasted wonderful.

After swirling his cum in my mouth, savoring the taste, I swallowed.

Jim picked me up off the floor, and helped me to his sofa. Kneeling between my branch, he apparently noticed my smooth stopcock and ball, contrasting to my overall hairy physical structure, for the first prison term."Hmmm. I like the looking of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sacque with is finger bakshis."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a haircloth removal liquidity from the drug shop"

"Really ? I didn't know they made anything to use on genitals or facial areas"he said

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical substance burns using these products in the past"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, physical structure ointment for Men."I told him."Use it on my cock, balls and around my dickhead, no problems"

"Oh my ”, he said"Let me see"He grabbed my articulatio talocruralis, lifting my feet up, until he got a good look at my ass. He reached under me, caressing my ass."Yes. Nice and smooth."

He put my feet down, and in the Saame motion, bent and swallowed my cock. Not quite taking it all the way in, he began sucking me off. He used a nice technique, but all too soon, he raised my legs, licking and gently sucking my balls.

"Hmm, I could get used to this."He said, licking me hungrily.

I next felt his tongue on my taint, bringing a easy moan of pleasure from me, then, before I could really get into it, his tongue plunged into my ass hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had fille lick at my bottom maw somewhat tentatively before, and guys fingering me, but this was eminently pleasurable. He sucked my hole like he was trying to separate it from my trunk, alternating it with trying to stick his tongue in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My tool was the unvoiced it has ever been, I think.

Jim pulled off, looked at my hard on, saying"Somebody likes that."

I sat there with a goofy smiling on my aspect.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my articulatio coxae back so my chest was on the sofa. I felt him pull me to him, his turncock touching my ass golf hole. It was erotic, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his midst shaft trench into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his clapper, and relaxed my brawniness, that he got in without any grievous bother. Perhaps, the fact that I regularly fuck my otherwise Virgo the Virgin ass with a vibrator helped.

After a bit of in and out, I felt his bush tickle me around my shit."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate gland perfectly. His orchis slapped my lump as he rode my ass. I relaxed my erstwhile squiffy gob, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my shit.

My shaft hung between my legs hard and dripping. He increased his stop number, making a slapping sound as his tum struck my ass cheeks. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass fucking.

He grabbed my pelvic off-white, and announced"I am cumming !"

I felt a touch like a bolt of lightning through the understructure of my stopcock, and I started shooting globs of fatheaded white cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass jam.

"OH screwing ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warm feeling in my raw ass as he filled my ass, and coated the raw facing with his seed.

He collapsed on top of me, panting like a gymnastic horse just finishing a race at saratoga racecourse.

He stayed inside my ass, until my involuntary compression in my ass forced his softening putz out of my ass.

Soon, I felt strong cum draining out my, I am sure as shooting, gape gob. It tickled as it ran down my formal to drip onto the floor, adding to the cum I had already deposited there.

"I think we're going to need to do this again"Jim said

"Soon"I replied in agreement .