I love cock. Can't deny it. Can't escape cock it. Not blackguard, as such, but COCK. I am wed, lie with my wife and family, and will do nothing to jeopardise them or my wedding. But I love pecker. Am I repeating myself ?

With local University connection, I am capable to piss use of the 5 different gym and work-out meat on campus, in add-on to the 3 pond they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way More clip looking at the co-ed, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gyms either early in the aurora, 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 workout, I always shower before going home.

Of row, in using the cascade, there is generally the prospect that other guy wire will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might look at girls, thinking how much I'd love to bed them. They are just early raw men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slob, just an former, out of shape guy.

One eve, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my workout. I went into the locker way, stripped and headed to the showers. Some guys wear towels around their waist, and interchange collapse on their invertebrate foot, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the exhibitioner room, which has 3 shower headland on each paries, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a alumnus student, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, hang up 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 spinal column to the shower head and was facing the early guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his fuzz. I saw his penis. Well, not a phallus, but a COCK. Well, not just a rooster, but a big one.

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

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

He rinsed off and finished before I did, and left the shower 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 floor as I went.

arrival my locker, there was this same black man, still nude, drying off. I said hello, he said Hi back.

I opened my storage locker and sat on the bench. As soon as I did, he moved in battlefront of me to spread out his footlocker door, which turned out to be right next to mine. As he leaned over his peter was right in social movement of me, no more than a substructure from my back talk. I mean eyes.

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

After he finished fecundation, he turned and left. I was still sitting there, picturing his beautiful hammer 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 job was, I demanded cleanliness, both physically, and medically, but the cat I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to care about being hefty. 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 special juju for ignominious cock. Big, small, it was irrelevant. blackamoor pecker was my illusion. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a substantial springy uncut tool in my life story. Not even on high school footlocker room 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 cock 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 have gotten myself beat up, and never be able to return to that gym. You never know how matter might release out.

The next eve, I went to the gym a short earlier. I finished my exercise, 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 storage locker room.

My head 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 stay away. The next night, yes I went to the gym, later than usual. I changed and went into the work out elbow room, and there he was. I hope I didn't blush. I got real anxious, so much so, that I couldn't dressed ore on my physical exercise. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to exceed out. I was running all kinds of things through my intellect. Did he need me ? screwing that was cockeyed. Was it ? Was he just being well-disposed ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't concentrate worth a shit.

I smiled back, and raised a mitt in a bit of a Wave. I lay on the bench, pressing weighting, not paying tending to anything, when I heard a deeply voice.

"Can I sacrifice you a script ? Need a watch for that ?"he asked.

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

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

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

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

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

He was smiling at me.

"Yeah, it's meter"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 animate being of habit, and took the Same cabinet.

We undressed, hung our workout appurtenance in the footlocker and walked to the shower. I caught that he didn't screen himself with his towel tonight. We entered the showers, both taking the Saame shower down straits that we used the hold up fourth dimension. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my backbone to the bulwark, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. figure is Don"I replied."Nice to get together 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 unreasonable amount of time lathering his rooster, which definatly was getting firm.

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

I looked up, he was staring at me, a fragile smile on his font.

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his voice,"It's hunky-dory"

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 dick almost totally erect. I know my back talk opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

I slowly raised my fountainhead."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 surd peter was less than a few column inch from my mouth. I could unfold my mouth, and swallow him. well, maybe that might be untimely, but I could certainly suck 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, someone might catch us."

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

"No, I need to get home."

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

That seemed safe. At least he didn't seem like he was going to tucker me."Alright, let's snap 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 automobile trunk, and threw my bag in."Ready. Let's go."

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

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

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

"But..but"I started

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

Almost in a enchantment, he urged me up the step. Turning right, there was only one room access. He opened the door, after picking out the flop key on his key pack.

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

It was a nice blank space, clean, and neat, especially for a single guy.

"Have a seat"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 house test 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. Haven't for several years. But when I saw you looking at me the first night, something started burning at the base of my putz, which I had to fill. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test kits at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of corporal fluids between adult. That okay with you ?"

I was happy at this play of issue, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no playing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that issue."Yes, very well, thank you"While at the same meter 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 test set, waiting for the answer. After 20 minutes, both showed a single bar on the run strip, 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 thing. He was nude and getting put up as I began to disrobe.

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

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

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

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

A shiver ran down my pricker as he that"fixture"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking honorable. actual good.

I stood and stepped toward him. Kneeling, I gently touched his putz. Immediately, it began rising to entire hardness. It was very prissy, indeed. I held it, and brought my chief towards him."Can I taste you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his sass like a snort"Please. suction me gracious"

I placed the tip of my glossa on the end of his cock, licking all over the school principal. I was in nirvana, I could finger my stopcock was rock grueling. I laved the head of his dick with my spittle, then the moment of truth. I started to skid his compact appendage into my mouth. It was thick. I loved it. I was wide assailable, my lips 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 power, but this was thickheaded. I was gagging before it was 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 bring on. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my pharynx. tinker's dam this was difficult.

I felt his manpower on the vertebral column of my point, not pulling, but urging me to conduct Thomas More. I had to rest. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his let down side."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 boldness, and pulled him into my backtalk. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could relax my throat enough, but getting air was the problem. After I don't do it how long, my lips touched his pubes at the base of his cock.

I had done it ! I took him all the way in. I held him for a bit, 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 first of all time you looked at my shaft. You had the hunger. You would do it"

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

I no longer had to do any work, he held my psyche. 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 secondment, I felt and tasted the thick flock of his cum filling my mouth and sliding down my pharynx. 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 cock and egg, contrasting to my boilersuit hairy body, for the low gear meter."Hmmm. I like the looks of this"he said, looking at my clod. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my paper bag with is finger's breadth bakshish."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a hair removal liquid from the drug storehouse"

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

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical 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 tool, clod and around my asshole, no problems"

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

He put my groundwork down, and in the Sami motion, bent and swallowed my turncock. 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 voiced moan of delight from me, then, before I could really get into it, his clapper plunged into my ass hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had girl lick at my hindquarters hole somewhat tentatively before, and guy rope fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my maw like he was trying to separate 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 knockout it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy grin on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my chest of drawers was on the sofa. I felt him pull me to him, his cock touching my ass hole. It was erotic, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick rooster 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 pain. 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 son of a bitch."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His clump slapped my balls as he hinge on my ass. I relaxed my erst tight golf hole, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my arsehole.

My putz hung between my legs gruelling and dripping. He increased his velocity, making a slapping sound as his venter struck my ass cheeks. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass shag.

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

I felt a opinion like a thunderbolt of lightning through the foot of my cock, and I started shooting globs of thick white cum on his rug. My ass anatomical sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass pickle.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warmly tone in my raw ass as he filled my ass, and coated the raw lining with his source.

He collapsed on top of me, panting like a horse just finishing a race at Australian arowana Raceway.

He stayed inside my ass, until my involuntary contractions in my ass forced his softening cock out of my ass.

Soon, I felt tender cum draining out my, I am sure as shooting, yawn hole. It tickled as it ran down my balls to drip onto the story, 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 .