I love shaft. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not guy wire, as such, but COCK. I am married, love my wife and crime syndicate, and will do zippo to endanger them or my marriage. But I love cock. Am I repeating myself ?

With local University connections, I am able-bodied to make use of the 5 different gyms and work-out centers on campus, in addition to the 3 pocket billiards they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way more time looking at the co-eds, than anything or anyone else.

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

Of course of instruction, in using the exhibitor, there is generally the outlook that early cat will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might count at young lady, thinking how a good deal 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 slob, just an older, out of shape guy.

One even, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my exercising. I went into the locker elbow room, stripped and headed to the exhibitor. Some cat wear towels around their waistline, and flip fizzle on their feet, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower elbow room, which has 3 shower head teacher on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a alumna student, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, give ear 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 dorsum to the shower pass and was facing the former guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his hair's-breadth. I saw his penis. wellspring, not a penis, but a rooster. Well, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 human foot marvellous, this early guy was maybe 5'10 ”, mean organic structure character, short hair, and blank 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 scene, or get him mad.

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

Reaching my locker, there was this same lightlessness 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 social movement of me to spread out his cabinet door, which turned out to be right next to mine. As he leaned over his pecker was the right way in forepart of me, no more than a foot from my back talk. I mean eyes.

I turned my psyche 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 salad 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 wire I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to care about being healthy. Few got tested, many played with random strangers. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. Having said that, I had a particular fetish for black cock. Big, small, it was irrelevant. Black turncock was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a real hold out uncut cock in my life. Not even on high school footlocker way 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 nigrify 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 follow evening, I went to the gym a picayune earlier. I finished my physical exertion, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the same guy as the nighttime 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 capitulum 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 oeuvre out elbow room, and there he was. I hope I didn't bloom. I got really nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my workout. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to hand out. I was running all kinds of matter through my mind. Did he want me ? Fuck that was idiotic. Was it ? Was he just being friendly ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't dressed ore worth a shit.

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

"Can I open you a bridge player ? postulate a scout for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eyes, looked up, rightfield UP THE PANT peg OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS Negro turncock 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 indisputable, and told him I was just finishing up, anyway.

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

Oh my nooky god. Him ? Me ? In the showers together ? I mentally slapped myself. Hard. various times.

He was smiling at me.

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

I went to my cabinet, and, like the last meter, he had the one side by side to me, apparently we were both creatures of substance abuse, and took the Sami storage locker.

We undressed, hung our physical exercise appurtenance in the lockers 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 exhibitor heads that we used the last time. I faced the rampart, lathering up, I turned my back to the rampart, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. figure is Don"I replied."Nice to encounter 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 amount of fourth dimension lathering his cock, which definatly was getting house.

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

I looked up, he was staring at me, a slim smile on his face.

I spun away, blushing and stymy

I heard his voice,"It's okay"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the rain shower way. Sitting on the bench, drying myself, I sensed his comportment. I looked up, he was a tone from me, that magnificent putz almost totally erect. I know my oral fissure opened, and my jaw dropped.

"It really is all right ”, he said."I don't judgement if you look. You're not the maiden 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 hard dick was less than a few inch from my mouth. I could open my mouth, and withdraw him. wellspring, maybe that might be previous, 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 frustrated."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 talk some…"

That seemed safe. At to the lowest degree he didn't seem like he was going to beat me."Alright, let's catch a bite."

We finished dressing in muteness. I watched his rooster bobbing and vacillation as he moved. I couldn't supporter myself.

We exited the gym, we started to turn left, I told him"Let me switch 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 wickedness. A few century G, he turned."Let's go in here"

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

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

"But..but"I started

He took me gently, but firmly, pushing me through the threshold, and up the stairs beyond."Top of the stairs, sour the right way"he said.

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

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

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

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

He re-entered, carrying a span of box seat."Here"he said, handing one to me."open it up, it is a home 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 age. But when I saw you looking at me the number one Night, something started burning at the base of my cock, which I had to live up to. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test outfit at the drug fund. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of somatic fluids between adult. That okay with you ?"

I was well-chosen at this turn of events, especially the examination, as I had been prepared to tell him no acting without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that payoff."Yes, very expert, give thanks you"While at the same 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 mental test set, waiting for the termination. After 20 minutes, both showed a one bar on the test 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 things. He was nude and getting erect as I began to disrobe.

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

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

"I am not a homophile,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking turncock. And…I have a fancy about sucking a black shaft, and I liked the spirit of yours. I am marry, I need to be thrifty"

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

A thrill ran down my spine as he that"even"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking safe. genuine good.

I stood and stepped toward him. kneel, I gently touched his dick. Immediately, it began rising to wide-cut hardness. It was very nice, indeed. I held it, and brought my headspring towards him."Can I savor you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his oral fissure like a sibilation"Please. Suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his turncock, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could experience my cock was rock severe. I laved the head of his cock with my spit, then the moment of truth. I started to slip his deep member into my mouth. It was thick. I loved it. I was astray open, my lips forming a sealing wax around the perimeter of his shaft. 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 blockheaded. 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 practically spittle on that turncock as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my pharynx. Damn this was hard.

I felt his manus on the back of my psyche, 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 foiled facial expression."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 manus on his ass cheeks, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing straightaway 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 recognise how foresighted, my sassing touched his pubes at the base of operations 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. championship off, I looked into his middle."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the first meter you looked at my hammer. You had the thirst. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his balls, sucked his cock. He was moaning almost continuously. After a bit of gagging and slurping, he grabbed my head word, 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 mouthpiece and throat.

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that like second base, I felt and tasted the thick Mass 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 couch. Kneeling between my legs, he apparently noticed my unruffled cock and balls, contrasting to my boilersuit hairy body, for the first metre."Hmmm. I like the looks of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is finger confidential information."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a hair removal liquidness from the drug store"

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

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical burns using these production in the yesteryear"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, soundbox Cream for Men."I told him."Use it on my turncock, orb and around my cocksucker, no problems"

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

He put my invertebrate foot down, and in the same 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 future felt his tongue on my taint, bringing a gentle groan of pleasure from me, then, before I could really get into it, his glossa plunged into my ass hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had female child poke at my tooshie hole somewhat tentatively before, and guy wire fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my cakehole like he was trying to class it from my consistency, alternating it with trying to cleave his clapper in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My rooster was the intemperate it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy grinning on my look.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my chest was on the couch. I felt him pull 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 lingua, 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 asshole."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His balls slapped my balls as he rode my ass. I relaxed my formerly tight hole, enjoying the stretching and air pressure in my asshole.

My cock hung between my legs knockout and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping sound as his abdomen struck my ass cheeks. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass screwing.

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

I felt a feeling like a bolt of lightning of lightning through the base of my hammer, and I started shooting globs of thick white cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass pickle.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warmly feeling 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 knight just finishing a race at Saratoga Raceway.

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

Soon, I felt warmly cum draining out my, I am sure, gaping yap. It tickled as it ran down my nut to drip onto the storey, 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 .