I love cock. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not guys, as such, but rooster. I am married, love my married woman and sept, and will do zippo to endanger them or my marriage ceremony. But I love shaft. Am I repeating myself ?

With local University connections, I am able to nominate use of the 5 different gym and work-out marrow on campus, in addition to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way more time looking at the co-ed, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gyms either early on in the sunrise, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to blame on certain mean solar day when they are less crowded. After my workouts, I always shower before going home.

Of course, in using the showers, there is generally the anticipation that former guys will be showering also. I have never looked at guy wire, as I might attend at girls, thinking how much I'd love to bed them. They are just other naked men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slovenly person, just an quondam, out of shape guy.

One even, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my workout. I went into the storage locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some hombre wear towels around their waist, and flip flop on their substructure, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 shower head on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad educatee, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung my towel on the hook shot, and turned the water supply on, and when it got to temperature, I began soaping up. As I soaped up, I turned my book binding to the cascade head and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his tomentum. I saw his penis. fountainhead, not a penis, but a COCK. Well, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 ft tall, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average body case, dead pilus, 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 vista, or get him mad.

He rinsed off and finished before I did, and left the rain shower elbow room. I finished a few arcminute later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my locker, leaving wet substructure mark on the floor as I went.

Reaching my cabinet, there was this same black man, still nude, drying off. I said howdy, he said Hi back.

I opened my locker and sat on the bench. As soon as I did, he moved in front man of me to open his cabinet threshold, which turned out to be compensate next to mine. As he leaned over his dick was proper in front man of me, no More than a foot from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my chief down, and, thank god, didn't pop a woody right there. He grabbed his clothes, pulled back, moved a few pes 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 little I have been involved in, I enjoyed. My problem was, I demanded cleanliness, both physically, and medically, but the guy I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to manage about being healthy. Few got tested, many played with random strangers. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could bask being with. Having said that, I had a exceptional fetish for pitch-dark cock. Big, minor, it was irrelevant. black cock was my phantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a real live uncut cock in my life. Not even on senior high shoal storage 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 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 things might turn out.

The next evening, I went to the gym a lilliputian 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 other again."And he continued into the locker room.

My psyche was swirling. What did he imply ? Was he hitting on me ? No way. I was making something out of cipher. Still….

I knew I shouldn't. I should stay away. The future night, yes I went to the gym, later than common. I changed and went into the oeuvre out way, and there he was. I hope I didn't blush. I got real nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my exercising. He saw me across the elbow room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to lead out. I was running all kinds of affair through my mind. Did he want me ? Fuck that was ridiculous. Was it ? Was he just being favorable ? 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 attention to anything, when I heard a deep voice.

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

I opened my eyes, looked up, rightfulness UP THE PANT LEGS OF HIS short DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS Shirley Temple Black hammer hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

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

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

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

Oh my fucking god. Him ? Me ? In the showers 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 utmost time, he had the one next to me, apparently we were both wight of substance abuse, and took the same footlocker.

We undressed, hung our workout gear in the cabinet and walked to the shower bath. I caught that he didn't cover himself with his towel tonight. We entered the exhibitor, both taking the Lapplander shower heads that we used the concluding time. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my back to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. 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 inordinate sum of sentence lathering his turncock, which definatly was getting house.

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

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

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his representative,"It's okay"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the shower room. Sitting on the judiciary, drying myself, I sensed his front. I looked up, he was a whole tone from me, that magnificent cock almost totally erect. I know my mouthpiece opened, and my jaw dropped.

"It really is okay ”, 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 grueling hammer was less than a few in from my mouth. I could open my mouthpiece, and swallow him. wellspring, 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 assume it in your lip"

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

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

"No, I need to get home."

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

That seemed secure. At least he didn't seem like he was going to outfox me."Alright, let's catch a bite."

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

We exited the gym, we started to turn result, 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."cook. Let's go."

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

I looked at him."This isn't a eating house, 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 stairs beyond."Top of the step, turn right wing"he said.

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

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

It was a nice place, clean, and neat, especially for a exclusive guy.

"Have a tush"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 place mental testing kit for HIV. You'll know that I am secure, 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 Nox, something started burning at the base of my rooster, which I had to gratify. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV mental test kit at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of bodily fluids between adult. That okay with you ?"

I was well-chosen at this turn of effect, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to say him no performing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that issue."Yes, very good, thank you"While at the Lapp fourth dimension 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 min, both showed a I bar on the trial run strip, indicating we were both HIV negative.

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

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

"I knew that the beginning night in the showers. I just wasn't trusted if you were homosexual, or curious, that's all"

"I am not a homo,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking stopcock. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a fateful peter, and I liked the tone of yours. I am married, I need to be heedful"

"Understood. No one will cognize but you and me. Whether it is just this one time, or a unconstipated affair that we get together."

A tremble ran down my spine as he that"steady"…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 hardness. 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 mouth like a sibilate"Please. suction me nice"

I placed the tip of my glossa on the end of his tool, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could feel my dick was rock hard. I laved the head of his cock with my spit, then the moment of Sojourner Truth. I started to slide his boneheaded member into my mouth. It was thick-skulled. I loved it. I was wide open, my lips forming a seal around the circumference of his shaft. He wasn't, contrary to myth and lore, that long, but he was boneheaded. I wanted to see how far I could take him in. I prided myself in my deep throating power, but this was thick. 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 spit on that rooster as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my throat. darn this was hard.

I felt his hands on the book binding of my head, not pulling, but urging me to occupy more. I had to catch one's breath. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his disappointed aspect."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 face, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing prompt breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could decompress my throat enough, but getting air was the problem. After I don't know how long, my lips touched his pubic bone at the root word of his cock.

I had done it ! I took him all the way in. I held him for a instant, until I ran out of air. Backing off, I looked into his centre."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the maiden clip you looked at my cock. You had the thirstiness. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his ball, sucked his cock. 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 work, he held my head. And fucked my throat. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my back talk and throat.

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

After swirling his cum in my oral fissure, savoring the gustation, I swallowed.

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

"I use a pilus removal liquid from the drug entrepot"

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

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical suntan using these Cartesian product in the by"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, Body emollient for Men."I told him."Use it on my cock, balls and around my asshole, no job"

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

He put my fundament down, and in the same apparent motion, bent and swallowed my pecker. 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 contamination, bringing a flabby moan of pleasance 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 lady friend lap at my rump mess somewhat tentatively before, and guy fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my golf hole like he was trying to secernate it from my soundbox, alternating it with trying to stick his natural language in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock was the hardest it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy smile on my aspect.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my articulatio coxae back so my pectus was on the lounge. I felt him rend me to him, his shaft touching my ass hole. It was titillating, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick cock deep into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his knife, and relax my muscle, that he got in without any dangerous 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 titillate me around my cocksucker."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate gland perfectly. His balls slapped my balls as he rode my ass. I relaxed my formerly fuddled hole, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my asshole.

My cock hung between my pegleg hard and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping audio as his stomach struck my ass cheek. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass screw.

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

I felt a feeling like a bolt of lightning through the basis of my stopcock, and I started shooting globs of thick tweed cum on his rug. My ass anatomical sphincter started contracting, squeezing his turncock as he plumbed my ass cakehole.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

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

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

He stayed inside my ass, until my unvoluntary muscular contraction in my ass forced his softening cock out of my ass.

Soon, I felt lovesome cum draining out my, I am sure, gaping hole. It tickled as it ran down my musket ball to drop onto the floor, 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 arrangement .