I love putz. Can't deny it. Can't safety valve it. Not guys, as such, but stopcock. I am married, roll in the hay my wife and house, and will do nothing to endanger them or my matrimony. But I love hammer. Am I repeating myself ?

With topical anesthetic University connections, I am able to make use of the 5 different gym and work-out centers on campus, in accession to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pocket billiards I spend way Sir Thomas More clip looking at the co-eds, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gyms either early in the good morning, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to pick on sure days when they are less crowded. After my physical exertion, I always shower before going home.

Of course, in using the showers, there is generally the expectation that other guy cable will be showering also. I have never looked at Guy, as I might look at girls, thinking how a lot I'd love to bed them. They are just former bare men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slovenly person, just an elderly, out of figure guy.

One evening, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my workout. I went into the storage locker room, stripped and headed to the cascade. Some guys wear towels around their shank, and thumb flop on their invertebrate foot, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 rain shower heads on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad student, about 30 or 32 old age of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung my towel on the sweetener, 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 exhibitioner head and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his hair. I saw his penis. well, not a member, but a COCK. wellspring, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 feet improbable, this former guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average body type, unforesightful hair, and clean house shaven.

I turned away quick, so as not to score him cogitate 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 room. I finished a few transactions later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my storage locker, leaving wet pes print on the story as I went.

Reaching my locker, there was this Lapp black man, still nude sculpture, drying off. I said hi, he said Hi back.

I opened my locker and sat on the bench. As soon as I did, he moved in strawman of me to open his locker door, which turned out to be right next to mine. As he leaned over his putz was powerful in front of me, no Sir Thomas More than a substructure from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my pass 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 dressing, he turned and left. I was still sitting there, picturing his beautiful shaft rightfield before me. Mmmmmm. You see, I am relatively inexperienced in Man-Man sex, but what piffling I have been involved in, I enjoyed. My problem was, I demanded cleanliness, both physically, and medically, but the hombre I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to care about being healthy. Few got tested, many played with random unknown. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could relish being with. Having said that, I had a item fetish for black putz. Big, pocket-size, it was irrelevant. Black shaft was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a real subsist uncut hammer in my life. Not even on high gear school 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 melanise cock on the way home, the next day. I couldn't get it out of my judgment. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would make gotten myself beat up, and never be able-bodied to rejoin to that gym. You never know how things might turn out.

The follow evening, I went to the gym a fiddling earlier. I finished my workout, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the Saami 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 locker room.

My head was swirling. What did he mean ? Was he hitting on me ? No way. I was making something out of zippo. Still….

I knew I shouldn't. I should stay away. The succeeding nighttime, yes I went to the gym, later than common. I changed and went into the work out elbow room, and there he was. I hope I didn't rosiness. I got real spooky, 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 pass out. I was running all variety of affair through my mind. Did he want me ? Fuck that was ridiculous. Was it ? Was he just being friendly ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't concentrate worth a shit.

I smiled back, and raised a paw in a bit of a wave. I lay on the judiciary, pressing exercising weight, not paying attending to anything, when I heard a deep voice.

"Can I cave in you a hand ? Need a spotter for that ?"he asked.

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

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

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

"Good"he said."Let's hit the rain shower"

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

He was smiling at me.

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

I went to my cabinet, and, like the finis time, he had the one future to me, apparently we were both wight of habit, and took the same lockers.

We undressed, hung our physical exertion gear in the footlocker and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't cover song himself with his towel tonight. We entered the exhibitioner, both taking the Saame exhibitor drumhead that we used the last time. I faced the bulwark, lathering up, I turned my back to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

He smiled."My public figure 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 forenoon, but at night, if I miss the morning."

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

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

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

I spun away, blushing and stymie

I heard his voice,"It's ok"

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

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

I slowly raised my pass."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 inches from my oral fissure. I could open my mouth, and eat up 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 take it in your backtalk"

"No, not here, someone might trip up 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. OK, how about we grab a bite to eat, or a drink, just talk some…"

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

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

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

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

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

"My flat, 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 stairs, turn right"he said.

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

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

It was a nice place, clean, and neat, especially for a 1 guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a pair of boxes."Here"he said, handing one to me."spread 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 years. But when I saw you looking at me the world-class night, something started burning at the root word of my cock, which I had to fill. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV exam kits at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of corporeal fluids between grownup. That okay with you ?"

I was well-chosen at this act of events, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to severalise him no playing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that matter."Yes, very commodity, thank you"While at the same clip 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 trial run set, waiting for the upshot. After 20 instant, both showed a single bar on the trial run landing strip, indicating we were both HIV negative.

Jim started taking off his wear. Just like that. wellspring, 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 pecker, right ? I said as I undressed.

"I knew that the initiatory night in the rain shower. I just wasn't trusted if you were homosexual, or queer, that's all"

"I am not a homophile,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking cock. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a Shirley Temple putz, and I liked the looks of yours. I am matrimonial, I need to be careful"

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

A shiver ran down my thorn as he that"even"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking dependable. 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 foreland towards him."Can I taste you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his mouth like a snort"Please. Suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his rooster, licking all over the straits. I was in Heaven, I could feel my cock was rock tough. I laved the mind of his cock with my saliva, then the moment of truth. I started to slide his blockheaded member into my mouth. It was thick. I loved it. I was wide opened, my lip forming a seal around the circumference of his light beam. He wasn't, wayward 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 late throating abilities, but this was thick-skulled. 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 often saliva on that hammer as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my pharynx. Damn this was difficult.

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

I looked up at his disappointed human face."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 a lot as I could, I put my script on his ass face, and pulled him into my rima oris. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing warm breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could loose my throat enough, but getting air was the trouble. After I don't know 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 instant, until I ran out of air. Backing off, I looked into his oculus."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the first time you looked at my peter. You had the thirst. You would do it"

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

I no longer had to do any work, he held my brain. 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 second base, I felt and tasted the wooden-headed 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 branch, he apparently noticed my smooth dick and balls, contrasting to my overall hairy body, for the first time."Hmmm. I like the looking at of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is finger gratuity."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

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

"Really ? I didn't know they made anything to use on genitals or facial sphere"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, eubstance Cream for Men."I told him."Use it on my peter, balls and around my bastard, no problems"

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

He put my feet down, and in the Lapp motion, bent and swallowed my cock. Not quite taking it all the way in, he began sucking me off. He used a nice proficiency, 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 easy groan of pleasure from me, then, before I could really get into it, his tongue plunged into my ass golf hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had female child lick at my bottom hole somewhat tentatively before, and guy cable fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my hole like he was trying to severalise 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 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 face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hip joint back so my chest was on the couch. I felt him pull me to him, his peter touching my ass gob. It was erotic, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his midst stopcock deep into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his tongue, and make relaxed my muscle, that he got in without any serious infliction. 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 thrill me around my arsehole."knack 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 once tight hole, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my asshole.

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

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

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

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warm impression in my raw ass as he filled my ass, and coated the raw liner with his semen.

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

He stayed inside my ass, until my involuntary muscle contraction in my ass forced his softening pecker out of my ass.

Soon, I felt warm up cum draining out my, I am sure, gaping golf hole. It tickled as it ran down my balls to drip onto the floor, 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 concord .