While I have never had a spontaneous ejaculation, I do get uncontrolled/unintended erecting when wearing speedos.

Last hebdomad I went to the pocket billiards and had arranged with the Married Guy to maybe hook up afterward in the change room. Usually I just wear jeans over my speedos and leave behind them near the edge of the pond but it was sort of drizzling rain so I went into the variety rooms which are a little walk from the pool.

There were a few people in the consortium swimming laps, but otherwise no one around. I pulled down my blue jean, I was wearing my black ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos under them. I grabbed my goggles and started walking to the pool.

By the prison term I walked the fifty cadence from alteration rooms to the edge of the pocket billiards, I was 90 perfect erect ! Just the feeling of wearing nothing but speedos, the smell of being out in the open wearing very piffling is such a turning on for me. I did n't waste anytime getting the water and as soon as I started swimming my shaft calmed down a little bit.

The Married Guy ( you 'll deliver to read my blog to happen out how we became love buddies ) grabbed the lane next to me. After swimming for nearly an hour the Married Guy and I walked back to the alteration room, he had a towel around his waistline, I had nothing but my speedos and my growing cock. I 'm not sure this erection counts as spontaneous as I knew exactly what we were about to get up to in the change rooms.

The Married Guy and I had n't fooled around in a while and he had told me before that he was crack horny.

When we entered the change rooms, I headed straight towards the disabled shower, it is bigger than the usual ones and is at the end of the row. The Married Guy checked that there was nobody else in there, threw his towel on his bag and headed down to join me. I had the water on when he came in wearing a Greco-Roman black speedo.

As I mentioned earlier, I had gotten horny just walking up from the pool, as I got a view of the Married Guy without his towel i noticed that his black speedo was n't going to blot out his erect cock.

He grabbed me by the throat and pushed me back against the tiled wall of the world shower.

Then his spit was in my oral fissure, kissing me hard, there was a hint of violence but it was one hundred per centum pure pent up sexual frustration. The Married Guy usually is n't into much smooching but we were sucking face and our turncock were grinding against each other.

Breaking off our kiss, he dropped to his stifle and ripped my speedos down to the primer coat, the drawstring was still done up but he just ripped them down.

My stopcock popped out and was right there in front end of his face and the Married Guy took it and started sucking it with the like fierceness that he had when we were making out just mo ago. Since we had planned this tryst a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. in overture I had a full loading of cum ready for the Married Guy. He was sucking my dick, I had my hands on the spine of his principal and it felt amazing.

Grabbing his head I started cumming in his mouth. I was trying to be quiesce but if soul was getting changed, there is no mistaking what was going on in the last cascade stall.

half way, maybe a little more, through my climax the Married Guy had stood up and was kissing me again, He had n't swallowed my cum and now it was mixing in with both our mouths as we kissed again. There was some cum lost in the process and it was all over our mentum and dripping on our chests.

Dropping to my human knee, I had to quetch one leg out of my speedos which were still around my mortise joint. I still had my back to the wall but now the Married guy wire cock was at eye superlative just begging to be released from the lycra of his inkiness speedo. I pulled back the leg of his speedo releasing his fat, throbbing, cut, veiny, empurpled stopcock. I was admiring it but I did n't own much time as the Married Guy was thrusting it towards my sassing. My back was to the shower paries so it had no where to go except down my throat.

I took it all and it was getting jammed down my throat as the Married Guy thrusted. I pulled his balls out of his speedo and held on to them with my left over hand to keep him back from impaling me on his rooster. My rightfield helping hand was stroking the arse one-half of his humanity alternating as my lips took it in, and out, and in, and out.

The Married Guy was better at being quiet than I was just min earlier, his cum exploded into my throat without warning but I was expecting it. I took it all and did n't let his stopcock out of my back talk until his cock began to damp. His hands were up on the shower bath wall above me as I drained every survive dip. Before I got up I tucked his cock, and balls, back inside his speedo which was still stretched.

We got our diddly together and left the shower bath cubical, thankfully ( or maybe not ) nobody had entered the modification room while we had been doing our thing.

With his wife away for a week, the Married Guy was horny and asked me if he could come back to my place after he finished piece of work and have sex me. It sounded expectant but I had some people coming over for dinner.

So the next day, instead of a swim, he came over and we fucked each other ...