I love cock. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not poke fun, as such, but COCK. I am marry, have intercourse my wife and syndicate, and will do goose egg to endanger them or my wedlock. But I love rooster. Am I repeating myself ?

With local anesthetic University connective, I am able to produce use of the 5 different gyms and work-out centers on campus, in addition to the 3 kitty they have. I admit, that at the puddle I spend way more meter looking at the college girl, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gymnasium either ahead of time in the dayspring, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to pick on certain days when they are less crowded. After my workouts, I always shower before going home.

Of track, in using the showers, there is generally the expectation that other guys will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might look at young lady, thinking how much I'd love life to bed them. They are just other nude men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat pig, just an older, out of shape guy.

One evening, I was a bit later than common finishing up my workout. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the rain shower. Some guys wear towels around their waist, and leaf floating-point operation on their base, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower elbow room, which has 3 shower down forefront on each wall, one of which was being used by a Negro guy, I assumed to be maybe a alum scholar, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, attend my towel on the hook, 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 cascade nous and was facing the early guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his hair. I saw his member. wellspring, not a penis, but a COCK. Well, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 feet tall, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average out dead body eccentric, short whisker, and sporty shaven.

I turned away flying, so as not to make him mean I was checking him out, ( I was ) I didn't want to cause a scene, or get him mad.

He rinsed off and finished before I did, and left the shower bath way. I finished a few minutes later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my locker, leaving wet foot print on the level as I went.

arrival my storage locker, there was this same dim man, still au naturel, drying off. I said hi, he said Hi back.

I opened my cabinet and sat on the bench. As soon as I did, he moved in front of me to open his footlocker door, which turned out to be right on next to mine. As he leaned over his cock was aright in front of me, no More than a foundation from my mouth. I mean eyes.

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

After he finished stuffing, 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 little I have been involved in, I enjoyed. My problem was, I demanded cleanliness, both physically, and medically, but the guy wire I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to like about being healthy. Few got tested, many played with random stranger. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. Having said that, I had a particular fetish for contraband shaft. Big, minor, it was irrelevant. Black person peter was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a actual live uncut putz in my lifespan. Not even on high school locker 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 black pecker on the way home, the next day. I couldn't get it out of my mind. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would sustain gotten myself beat up, and never be able-bodied to return to that gym. You never know how thing might turn out.

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

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

My header was swirling. What did he mean ? Was he hitting on me ? No way. I was making something out of nothing. Still….

I knew I shouldn't. I should appease away. The next dark, yes I went to the gym, later than usual. I changed and went into the workplace out room, and there he was. I hope I didn't blush. I got real nervous, so much so, that I couldn't dressed ore on my workout. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to put across out. I was running all kinds of thing through my nous. Did he want me ? Fuck that was silly. 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 bench, pressing weight, not paying tending to anything, when I heard a cryptical voice.

"Can I give you a hand ? Need a finder for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eyes, looked up, RIGHT UP THE pant branch OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS pitch blackness tool hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

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

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

"Good"he said."Let's hit the showers"

Oh my shag god. Him ? Me ? In the shower bath together ? I mentally slapped myself. Hard. Several times.

He was smiling at me.

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

I went to my locker, and, like the endure time, he had the one next to me, apparently we were both beast of substance abuse, and took the same lockers.

We undressed, hung our workout geared wheel in the lockers and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't concealment himself with his towel tonight. We entered the showers, both taking the same shower heading that we used the net time. I faced the rampart, lathering up, I turned my back to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

He smiled."My name is Jim"he said.

"Hi. Name 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 morn, but at night, if I miss the morning."

I noticed he was spending an inordinate sum of time lathering his cock, which definatly was getting business firm.

I was getting house. No, I was getting HARD.

I looked up, he was staring at me, a slight smiling on his brass.

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his voice,"It's approve"

No affair, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the shower room. Sitting on the judiciary, drying myself, I sensed his presence. I looked up, he was a whole step from me, that magnificent rooster almost totally erect. I know my sass opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

I slowly raised my brain."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 hard cock was less than a few column inch from my mouth. I could open my mouth, and get down him. well, maybe that might be premature, but I could certainly sop up 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 take it in your mouth"

"No, not here, individual might catch us."

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

"No, I need to get home."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"My apartment, up the stairs"he motioned with his head.

"But..but"I started

He took me gently, but firmly, pushing me through the doorway, and up the stairs beyond."Top of the steps, turn proper"he said.

Almost in a enchantment, he urged me up the stairs. Turning right, there was only one doorway. He opened the door, after picking out the compensate key on his key ring.

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

It was a gracious shoes, clean, and neat, especially for a exclusive guy.

"Have a seat"He said, I'll be the right way back.

He re-entered, carrying a couple of boxes."Here"he said, handing one to me."afford it up, it is a plate test kit for HIV. You'll know that I am safety, I'll know you are safe."

We opened them up without saying anything to each early. 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 class. But when I saw you looking at me the offset Night, something started burning at the base of my putz, which I had to satisfy. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test kits at the drug computer memory. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of bodily fluids between adult. That okay with you ?"

I was glad at this turn of outcome, especially the examination, as I had been prepared to separate him no playing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that issue."Yes, very estimable, thank you"While at the same sentence 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 results. After 20 mo, both showed a single bar on the test comic strip, indicating we were both HIV negative.

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

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

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

"I am not a homo,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking hammer. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a black cock, and I liked the looks of yours. I am married, I need to be measured"

"Understood. No one will know but you and me. Whether it is just this one time, or a regular 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 good. Real good.

I stood and stepped toward him. kneeling, I gently touched his cock. Immediately, it began rising to full-of-the-moon insensibility. It was very nice, indeed. I held it, and brought my head towards him."Can I taste you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his rima oris like a hushing"Please. Suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my glossa on the end of his rooster, licking all over the chief. I was in heaven, I could sense my hammer was rock hard. I laved the head of his hammer with my spit, then the moment of trueness. I started to slide his boneheaded member into my backtalk. It was wooden-headed. I loved it. I was extensive undefendable, my brim forming a seal around the circumference of his ray of light. 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 mystifying throating ability, but this was thick. 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 practically spittle on that cock as I could raise. Slowly I worked him into my sass, and into my throat. hoot this was difficult.

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

I looked up at his disappointed font."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 fast breath of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could relax my pharynx enough, but getting air was the problem. After I don't know how foresightful, my lips touched his pubes at the nucleotide of his cock.

I had done it ! I took him all the way in. I held him for a moment, until I ran out of air. Backing off, I looked into his eyes."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the offset fourth dimension you looked at my cock. You had the hunger. You would do it"

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

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

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

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

Jim picked me up off the floor, and helped me to his couch. Kneeling between my legs, he apparently noticed my smooth prick and formal, contrasting to my boilersuit hairy body, for the showtime time."Hmmm. I like the aspect of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is finger hint."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a hair remotion liquid from the drug storage"

"Really ? I didn't know they made anything to use on genitals or facial arena"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, soundbox ointment for Men."I told him."Use it on my shaft, balls and around my asshole, no problems"

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

He put my feet down, and in the same motion, hang and swallowed my rooster. 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 pegleg, 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 contamination, bringing a soft groan of pleasure from me, then, before I could really get into it, his spit plunged into my ass hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had girls poke at my backside hole somewhat tentatively before, and guy fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my muddle like he was trying to tell it from my body, alternating it with trying to stick his tongue in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock was the operose it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy grin on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my bureau was on the couch. I felt him root for me to him, his pecker touching my ass hole. It was erotic, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his midst cock deep into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his tongue, and relaxed my muscle, that he got in without any serious botheration. Perhaps, the fact that I regularly fuck my otherwise virgin ass with a vibrator helped.

After a bit of in and out, I felt his Bush tickle me around my prick."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His orb slapped my clump as he bait my ass. I relaxed my at one time blind drunk hole, enjoying the stretch and pressure in my arsehole.

My cock hung between my legs hard and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping auditory sensation as his belly struck my ass nerve. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass nooky.

He grabbed my pelvic bones, and announced"I am cumming !"

I felt a tone like a bolt of lightning through the base of my prick, and I started shooting glob of thick clean cum on his rug. My ass sphincter muscle started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass hole.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a ardent touch sensation in my raw ass as he filled my ass, and coated the raw lining with his seed.

He collapsed on top of me, panting like a horse just finishing a race at Saratoga track.

He stayed inside my ass, until my involuntary condensation in my ass forced his softening prick out of my ass.

Soon, I felt affectionate cum draining out my, I am sure, gaping maw. It tickled as it ran down my balls to drip onto the flooring, adding to the cum I had already deposited there.

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

"Soon"I replied in agreement .