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

Last week I went to the pool and had arranged with the Married Guy to maybe hook up afterward in the alteration way. Usually I just wear jeans over my speedos and provide them near the boundary of the pool but it was variety of drizzling rain so I went into the alteration rooms which are a little walk from the pool.

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

By the time I walked the fifty time from change suite to the edge of the pool, I was 90 consummate erect ! Just the flavor of wearing nothing but speedos, the feeling of being out in the open air wearing very piffling is such a tour on for me. I did n't waste anytime getting the water and as soon as I started swimming my shaft calmed down a piffling bit.

The Married Guy ( you 'll accept to study my web log to feel out how we became ass buddies ) grabbed the lane next to me. After swimming for nearly an minute the Married Guy and I walked back to the alteration rooms, he had a towel around his waist, I had zip but my speedos and my growing cock. I 'm not sure this hard-on 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 superintendent horny.

When we entered the variety rooms, I headed straight towards the disenable shower bath, it is bigger than the common single 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 classic disastrous speedo.

As I mentioned earlier, I had gotten steamy just walking up from the pool, as I got a position of the Married Guy without his towel i noticed that his black speedo was n't going to cover his put up cock.

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

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

break off our candy kiss, he dropped to his stifle and ripped my speedos down to the ground, the string was still done up but he just ripped them down.

My cock popped out and was right there in front line of his case and the Married Guy took it and started sucking it with the Lapplander vehemence that he had when we were making out just endorsement ago. Since we had planned this rendezvous a few days in advance I had a good lode of cum ready for the Married Guy. He was sucking my shaft, I had my hands on the back of his head and it felt amazing.

Grabbing his head I started cumming in his mouthpiece. I was trying to be muted but if somebody was getting changed, there is no mistaking what was going on in the last shower 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 sass as we kissed again. There was some cum lost in the mental process and it was all over our chin and dripping on our chests.

Dropping to my knee joint, I had to kick one leg out of my speedos which were still around my ankle. I still had my backrest to the wall but now the Married Guy cock was at eye altitude just begging to be released from the lycra of his melanize speedo. I pulled back the leg of his speedo releasing his fat, throbbing, cut, veiny, violet cock. I was admiring it but I did n't have much time as the Married Guy was thrusting it towards my backtalk. My cover was to the shower rampart 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 musket ball out of his speedo and held on to them with my pass on hand to reserve him back from impaling me on his hammer. My right paw was stroking the bottom half of his manhood alternating as my rim took it in, and out, and in, and out.

The Married Guy was estimable at being hush than I was just minutes earlier, his cum exploded into my throat without warning but I was expecting it. I took it all and did n't let his cock out of my mouth until his turncock began to soften. His men were up on the shower bath wall above me as I drained every last drop. Before I got up I tucked his cock, and balls, back inside his speedo which was still stretched.

We got our prick together and left the shower cubical, thankfully ( or maybe not ) nobody had entered the change 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 derive back to my place after he finished work and hump me. It sounded majuscule 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 ...