Great sex at the health club

introduction : This is a true story, so don't expect any magnification like base long cocks or a gallon of cum ! ! It details how I met Ron and we progressed our"everything goes"sexual relationship. Enjoy ! !

I first met Ron at the health club I go to regularly. He was apparently a new extremity as I had never seen him before. Turns out we live not far apart in the same town. This would raise convenient in the future tense ! ! We're both fairly lean and fit. He's a few years sure-enough than I am.

The locker room at the club has a counter at one end with a vauntingly mirror and haircloth drier. Though well-nigh of the guy wire I see there seem embarrassed or timid about being naked around each other, I've always been comfortable with my nudity. After I leave the shower bath and towel off, I stand naked at the riposte as I dry my whisker AND my cock, balls and bottom. My cock and orb are shaved. My married woman and I have both decided being shaved is a ripe idea ; much better viewing as we have sex and a lot easier to clean up when we're done. On occasion, someone at the gym will complain about my deportment, but most guys don't say anything.

The offset prison term I saw Ron, he had on jean but was naked to the shank as he came over to use the hair drier. I saw his nipple were quite enceinte for a man. As he used the dryer, I noticed him sneaking expression at my cock. This seemed to stir him as his mammilla and the dark circles around them became erect and wrinkled.

As he didn't say anything, when he finished using his drier, I turned mine off and turned to face up him. I introduced myself, told him where I lived and asked if he was new. He blushed a bit and seemed to feature trouble keeping his middle on my brass."Yes, this is my low day here"he said as he turned to go."I'm here Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning"I told him."I hope to see you again."

To my pleasant surprise, two days later when I made my next visit to the gym, Ron was there as well. I saw him leave the exhibitor, towel around his waist, but as he began to dry off, I got a good look at his cock. It was about 5-6"when diffused, a bit thin compared to mine but with a really nice big purplish fountainhead, like a mushroom on it's stalking. The surprising but energize thing I noticed was, that unlike nigh of the Guy I had seen naked at this gym, his balls were shaved and he had just a pocket-size invert Triangle of brown curly hair pointing at the base of his cock !

As I stood at the mirror, using the dryer, Ron came over to do the Saami, but today instead of dungaree he was wearing a very small duo of wan yellow two-piece underpants that exposed a good portion of his cycle firm ass and barely contained his cock and globe. As we chatted, the bulge in his underpants increased. When soft, my cock is slightly longsighted than Ron's, but considerably thicker. I'm uncut with a nice foresightful foreskin but when I slide the skin back, the swarthy school principal of my rooster is at least as big as Ron's, and matches the diameter of my lance. We were both trying to be matter of fact as we used the dryer, but I could feel some stirring in my cock and was sure my cock head was beginning to protrude a bit. I noted that a drop of pre-cum was forming at the tip as I used the dyer on my peter and balls. I made sure that Ron saw me disperse my ass cheeks to dry my anus then we both got dressed. As we walked to the parking lot I said,"loved your choice of underwear."He said"Thanks. I've got a sapphire blue couplet that are a bit little. I'll try to have on them next time."

Sure enough, two days later, we were back at the dryer counter after showering and he had on what was essentially a neon blue flip-flop ! ! His fully exposed ass looked so hot ! ! Fortunately there was no one else in the locker room at that moment because he took his nipple between thumbs and forefingers and began pulling and rolling them as he stared at my face in the mirror to see my response. Both our hammer quickly became well, mine being loose was more obvious than his, with the total head in knit stitch eyeshot as I was still naked. We quickly got dressed before anyone else could arrive and I said"I think we better talk about what's going on here."He said,"I was thinking the same thing."

We sat in my car in the parking lot and he put his hand on my crotch, which made me get a full erection for the world-class clip in our shortly relationship. He was wearing a fairly tight T-shirt and his mamilla were very obvious as was the considerable extrusion in his jeans."I said, I'm obviously attracted to and turned on by you and you seem to feel the Sami about me."We talked openly about our sex histories. We were both in monogamous family relationship with strictly straight person charwoman. We both had thought of having sex with men without our mate's knowledge and we each confided that we'd had one old male person partner.

My premature collaborator, Alan, was a business man who traveled often. I live close to an airdrome and whenever he was leaving for or returning from a misstep, we'd meet in a nearby hotel if I could make a secure exculpation to my wife for going out alone. Our sex was very charge for both of us as neither of us had premature gay experience. It was mostly oral with the casual anal fucking which we both came to love. My preferent situation was to possess Alan lie on his rachis as I straddled his cock, facing him. Once my ass was well lube and relaxed, I'd lower myself onto Alan's big dick and let it slip deep into my fathom hole. Then I'd rise up until just before his cock promontory would splay out of me. As I did this faster and faster, my swollen stopcock would slap up and down. Alan loved watching my dick"dancing"and the expression of joy on my face.

Ron's experience was geezerhood earlier. He had an old Friend, Michael, who lived in Hawaii. He used to stay with the Michael for a few weeks of vacation.They were both single a the time. After a few visits, Michael began going about the house naked and suggested Ron do so as well. One day, as they sat out on the deck, he asked Ron if he would wish to have his cock sucked. This led to some reciprocal oral sex and eventually ass fucking as well. That relationship ended, and Ron had not had gay sex since though he admitted to thinking about it often, even when fucking his wife. She didn't like to suck his shaft very frequently and he was afraid to ask her to fuck him with a strap on.

We decided we'd like to have sex together, but agreed we would have to be very discreet so our pardner, friends and gym familiarity wouldn't find out.

The shower at our gym are all in one yearn elbow room with curtained shower kiosk along both side of meat. Ron and I chose the two showers farthest from the shower elbow room entrance and left the exhibitor curtains undetermined. Once we had the urine running, we turned to face each other. We each began touching and pulling on our mammilla. After years of self stimulation, mine are quite skillful sized for a guy, but not nearly as impressive as what Ron comes by naturally. Each of his pink tit is as big as he tip of my minuscule fingerbreadth and is surrounded by a benighted Robert Brown dress circle about the size of it of a fifty-cent firearm. When he circled his digit tip around his nipples they got even bounteous and harder and the areola became thicker and wrinkled, joining the nipples in a very titillating agglomerate ! We looked at each early's faces, and saw the lust we both were feeling.

It wasn't long before our shaft were quite hard. Large, blue, voluminous veins bulged out along the shaft. Over the days, because of the heaviness and system of weights of my cock, I've developed a flimsy downward angle when erect. Ron on the early hand, at least in office because his dick is a bit thinner, and in spite of the big cock chief, has a modest upwards curve and slant to his hard on.

My foreskin is long and liberal, at least in parting due to the fact that my wife often plays with it. I stroked the skin on the shaft of my hammer firmly enough that the head of my dick appeared and disappeared from the foreskin, looking a adorable wraith of dusky purple. Ron grasped the shaft of his shaft just below the mushroom-shaped cloud head, which was now so engorged it was almost lightlessness. He squeezed and stoked and duds of thick clear pre-cum dripped from the tip and hung down almost to his genu !

Before going into the exhibitor, we had decided that one of us would connect the former in a I shower with the curtain well closed. One of us stood well back in the nook of the exhibitioner so that others using the showers wouldn't see two duad of fundament under the humiliated edge of the curtain. We agreed to be soundless, though it was somewhat thrilling to realize that if we were moaning and panting with pleasure, individual we didn't know might be capable to infer what we were doing ! !

Once together, we ran our hands over each early's bodies. I sucked on Ron's nipples as he pulled my foreskin back and caressed the head word of my hawkshaw. Then I put his remains rooster on top of mine and began to stroke them together. My fingers didn't ambit anywhere near all the way around those two pulsating dicks ! I'd been dying to suck Ron's peter and couldn't delay any longer. I have unspoiled control of my gag reflex and was able to take up him in slowly until his bollock were against my Kuki-Chin, my nose against his stomach and the big mushroom head was cryptic in my throat just below the backbone of my glossa. He began to slowly pump in and out of my mouth, gently fucking my face. With the help of some soap I slipped a finger into his ass. He was quite tight at first but then relaxed enough so that I could get a second finger in. I began to gently massage his tranquil business firm prostate gland and this quickened the pace of his thrusting. I looked up at his face and he was obviously in ecstasy ! I was dying to unsay his cum and soon I felt his dick head dude and he stopped thrusting as a big onus of sweet hot cum hit the back may throat and went straight to my stomach without often swallowing needed.

When he had recovered, he dropped to his knees and began sucking my dick. He used his clapper and brim to suck and slither the foreskin back and Forth over my tightly swollen cock head. I gently pushed forward hoping he would be capable to deep throat me despite the thickness of my cock. Taking it slowly, he was able to get almost all of my dick into his back talk. Following my example, he soaped up his fingers to pleasure my bottom cakehole. Though my wife doesn't know it, I've been stretching my ass periodically with a big butt joint plug ever since Alan and I were partners. This made it quite sluttish for Ron to insert one, then two, and finally three finger's breadth into my athirst ass hole. He massaged my prostate gland as I tightened my anatomical sphincter muscle around his fingers. Soon, I was prepare to cum. Earlier, I had told Ron I'd like to cum in his loose rima oris so I could find out my interjection. He agreed. When his sucking had me almost at climax, I slowly slid my dick from his hungry mouth and began stroking as he looked up at me hungrily. When I came, it was one of the strongest orgasms I could ever think back. I spurted 8-10 times onto his clapper and into his mouth. The kickoff 3-4 were big midst ropey spurt of hot white cum, then the spurt gradually became smaller and less forceful. Eventually he sucked the last few bead of cum from my prick and quickly swallowed it, all with a very meet tone on his face..

I left the shower alone making sure no one was looking and went to the footlocker elbow room to dry off and dress. Ron came out a bit later, his cock and nipples still a bit swollen. We left together and couldn't say enough to each other about how great the experience had been. It was amazing how fast things had progressed since we first met. We agreed to try to do a repetition of this activity on a hebdomadal ground if possible. Sometimes one of us would come after having had sex with our partner. We would stave off washing afterward, so that we could savor the taste of our wive's pussycat to spice up our cock suck. We also got into urinating on each other. At first, it was just onto our torso. It was exciting to feel the hot golden liquidness run down my chest and onto my dick and testis. Then we progressed and soon we would piss on each other's faces and into our candid mouthpiece.

After enjoying each former in the exhibitioner for a few month, we began to discuss other places we could have sex. There are two tanning suite at our gym. They're located on the lour degree, just across the running cartroad from the entrances to the racquetball courts. Quite secluded. As warm conditions was approaching, Ron and his wife decided they would both do some tanning. He was soon a beautiful bronze colour everywhere except deep in the split in his bottom. When on his stomach on the tanning bed, he even positioned his pecker and balls so the the underside of his peter and his scrotum were also well tanned. We decided that he would go into a tan elbow room and leave the door unlocked. I would then slip in unnoticed to join him.

Once together, we quickly slipped out of our work out clothes and began running our helping hand all over each other. It was even more erotic to feel his dry pelt than when wet in the exhibitor. We hoped that the devotee in the tanning elbow room would encompass up any sounds we made and felt no need to curb the groan that each of us were making. I ran my knife around the base of his mammilla and they quickly became swollen and quite hard. The ring of color also swelled, got firm and wrinkled and became set up as well blending into the floor of each nipple making each vast like my wife's when she was breast alimentation ! As I tongued his mamilla, he squeezed and pulled mine til they were quite backbreaking, red and protruding, then ran his palms gently across each one almost making me drop to my knees with delectation. We rubbed our nipples together as we reached around and caressed our ass boldness.

Then we turned our care to our urgently swollen cocks. We stroked each other slowly then placed our peter together lengthwise. Next, we both wrapped a hand around the throbbing package and began stroking in unison. At this point, I suggested we take advantage of my generous foreskin and do some docking. I pulled my foreskin back all the way to the dusky rim of the big head. Ron then put the tip of his beautiful mushroom against the tip of my rooster and I pulled the prepuce back out. It covered the point of my dick as always AND the head and almost a third of his shaft as well. I wrapped my manus around the point in time where I could feel the two fountainhead touching under the thin, now taut foreskin and began stroking. Ron took a turn doing the like and it wasn't long until we each felt the inevitable onset of climax. I asked if he could wait until I was make to cum and he agreed to try. In moments we came at once, moaning and clutching at our cocks as they spasmed with what felt comparable huge ejaculations. When our shaft stopped throbbing and began to get to a lesser extent egotistic, I slipped my foreskin off Ron's putz and pinched off the end, knowing there was a huge incumbrance of our mixed cum inside, bathing the drumhead of my pecker. Ron suspected what I was trying to do and was quickly on his knees, waiting for me to feed my cock into his athirst lip. I released my foreskin as his lips closed over my dick and he gulped in surprisal at the volume of co-mingled cum which flooded into his mouth. He tipped his pass back and opened his back talk so I could look up to how very much thick sticky cum we had generated together. He swallowed and licked his brim with a big smile on his typeface. I then sucked his stopcock savoring the thin coat of our mixed succus which remained there. This first docking sequence went so well, that it soon became one of our favourite ways of pleasuring each other.

Things were going very well between us. Ron bought us matching opprobrious silk thongs which we would often tire to the gym together, dropping our shorts when there was no one looking to show each other what we were wearing and send a slight rush through us because of the hazard of being detected. I bought Ron a fairly tidy conoid shaped stub fire hydrant so he could gradually begin to stretch his sexy puckered bottom hole to form our anal play more well-heeled for him and well-to-do for me. I began to secretly use my own stooge nag more frequently at home, now that I had reason to do so, and could soon quickly slew the altogether thing into my pulsating rectum which would grip it tightly. Then I would pull it out so the base would pop preceding my sphincter muscle sending it into a spasm of joy and causing me to shudder with desire while my cock produced strings of buddy-buddy open pre-cum amalgamate with fluids from my prostate.

There is a part time Physical Therapy office in an out of the way portion of our wellness club. I found that there was no one in the office until 1:00 on Wednesday. Though they locked the door when they left in the afternoon, the sliding spyglass window of the response windowpane was not locked. i could slither it open air and easily reach the door to unlock it. Ron and I decide this would be a swell berth for some more"athletic"sex. We'd let ourselves in and re-lock the room access. We left the lights off, but the treatment way in back were light enough we could delight gazing at each other as we played out our fantasies. As secluded as this place is, there was no demand to bottle up our moaning, heavy external respiration and gasp of ecstasy.

The PT treatment area was perfectly equipped for sex ! There was mountain of lube in a heater. We found that the ultra-sonic probe produce a low oftenness palpitation and gentle heat. It felt expectant when held against the head of a shaft, very nice"foreplay."nearly importantly, there was a heavy cushy mat on the floor we could use. We would get naked and after a bit of co-fondling, we'd lay down on the mat. I might suck and fondle Ron's balls and swelling prick as he lay on his rear or he might do the Lapplander for me.

C. H. Best of all was when we'd get into a"69"military position, taking turns on who was on top. This was a complete position for deep throating our raging arduous ons, savoring the slippy pre-cum. At the same time, using some of the warm lubricator, we'd finger's breadth each other's anus and massage our prostate, which never failed to add to the volume of pre-cum we each produced. Sweet hooey ! !.

After the first few school term in the PT office staff, I brought in my rear ballyhoo to help us pleasure each other. Ron eagerly got up on all fours, doggy way, and I applied a generous amount of warm up lube to his winking tap ass hole. Then I slowly pressed the tip of the fag ballyhoo against that hungry little hole, applying a little more than pressure sensation with each stroke, enjoying how more and more of the sparking plug disappeared into Ron's bottom. This produced a lot of satisfied moan and panting from Ron. Eventually, he said he didn't think his ass could"eat up"any More of the plug ( mine stopple is adult than his at the pedestal ) so I just gently moved it back and Forth at that deepness until I could feel he was so unstrain that his anus was no longer gripping the plug. As I slowly withdrew the plug, Ron's anus remained unfastened and I thrilled to the sight of his 1"gaping knock hole. Without thinking, I was licking at his anus and sticking my knife into the smooth red inside of his rectum.

I was unquiet to replace Ron and he was glad to hark back the attention I had just lavished on his tooshie hole. After some lube he began working to introduce the butt spark plug into my ass. As I had been fucking my own ass at home, and I was really horny by now, he was soon able to get the chaw all the way in to it's base, which is about 3-4"across. At that percentage point, I was so excited and well lubed that the plug slipped into my dying rectum leaving just the handle on the outside for Ron to manipulate. He pulled the cornerstone in and out of my rectum, each time giving me a shiver of delight as the big thing popped across my sphincter muscle. When he slowly removed the plug from my tooshie, I felt debile from all the pleasure. I was quite slack and he said my anus gaped almost 2"across. He hungrily put his tongue into my rectum, caressing the legion minuscule red sheepcote that he could see and feel. After this energise anal play, we stood facing each other, enjoying the expression of disco biscuit on our faces as we stroked our neglected cocks to immense orgasm's splashing hot unenviable cum over ourselves and getting mint on the exercise mat as well. We cleaned up well, but wondered if any of the patient later in the day would be able to detect what had been going on here.

Sometimes while one of us was on all tetrad, the other would reach between his pegleg and grasp his balls and cock at the base of the scrotum and gently milk downward, while simultaneously popping a finger's breadth or two into the anus for some unwavering prostate massage. Initially, this produced threads of viscous clean-cut pre-cum, followed soon thereafter by gobs of sweet yet salty Patrick Victor Martindale White cum. Ron generally produces a few, heavy volume spurt whereas I'm more likely to have 8-10 single pip-squeak of diminishing intensity as my nut try to extract up and vacate out as my cock spasms and throbs in Ron's hand.

After enjoying each other for a few month, Ron and I began talking about fucking each other. We discussed whether we should use condoms or go bare back. The fact that we each currently had only one other partner ( our wife ) and had never had any STD's encouraged us to go bare back. The excitement of having the opportunity to give and take in cream pie certainly influenced our decision as well ! !

*** If you have enjoyed reading about my human relationship with Ron and would like me to keep on to describe our intimate activity, please offer some encouragement and I will think doing so. We have had quite a bit of fun together since the determination of the activity described today ! ! ! ***