I love cock. Can't deny it. Can't escape cock it. Not guy cable, as such, but shaft. I am married, love my married woman and household, and will do nothing to menace them or my spousal relationship. But I love cock. Am I repeating myself ?

With local University connecter, I am able-bodied to hit use of the 5 dissimilar gyms and work-out midpoint on campus, in addition to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way to a greater extent fourth dimension looking at the co-eds, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gyms either too soon in the morning, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to pick on sealed days when they are less push. After my workouts, I always shower before going home.

Of course, in using the shower bath, there is generally the expectation that early guys will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might reckon at girls, thinking how a good deal I'd passion to bed them. They are just former defenseless men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slob, just an aged, out of shape guy.

One even, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my workout. I went into the locker way, stripped and headed to the exhibitioner. Some guy rope wear towels around their waist, and flip out flops on their feet, I walk defenseless, carrying my towel. I entered the exhibitioner way, which has 3 exhibitor pass on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad scholarly person, about 30 or 32 old age of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung 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 back to the exhibitioner head and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his pilus. I saw his penis. Well, not a member, but a turncock. fountainhead, not just a hammer, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 feet magniloquent, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, mediocre body type, short haircloth, and pick shaven.

I turned away tight, so as not to make 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 room. I finished a few moment later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my locker, leaving wet foot prints on the flooring as I went.

arrival my locker, there was this same black-market man, still nude, drying off. I said hello, he said Hi back.

I opened my cabinet and sat on the bench. As soon as I did, he moved in front of me to afford his locker room access, which turned out to be rightfulness side by side to mine. As he leaned over his cock was right in straw man of me, no More than a foot from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my head down, and, thank god, didn't pop a woody right there. He grabbed his clothes, 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 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 guys I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to deal about being good for you. Few got tested, many played with random alien. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could relish being with. Having said that, I had a fussy juju for lightlessness tool. Big, small, it was irrelevant. Black person cock was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a literal live uncut dick in my animation. Not even on high schoolhouse locker elbow room 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 black cock on the way home, the next day. I couldn't get it out of my judgement. 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 following eve, I went to the gym a little earlier. I finished my workout, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the Same 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 early again."And he continued into the cabinet room.

My brain was swirling. What did he intend ? 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 Nox, 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 blush. I got real queasy, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my workout. He saw me across the way, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to glide by out. I was running all kinds of thing through my judgement. Did he want me ? Fuck that was ridiculous. Was it ? Was he just being well-disposed ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't dressed ore worth a shit.

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

"Can I give you a paw ? want a scout for that ?"he asked.

I opened my heart, looked up, RIGHT UP THE PANT peg OF HIS boxers DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS Shirley Temple Black cock hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

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

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

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

Oh my piece of ass 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 exhibitioner.

I went to my locker, and, like the last time, he had the one side by side to me, apparently we were both creatures of wont, and took the Lapplander lockers.

We undressed, hung our workout appurtenance in the cabinet and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't natural covering himself with his towel tonight. We entered the shower, both taking the same shower down heads that we used the last sentence. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my back to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. epithet is Don"I replied."Nice to play 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 clock time lathering his cock, which definatly was getting firm.

I was getting house. No, I was getting HARD.

I looked up, he was staring at me, a rebuff grin on his nerve.

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his voice,"It's okay"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the shower room. Sitting on the bench, drying myself, I sensed his presence. I looked up, he was a footmark from me, that magnificent cock almost totally rear. I know my back talk opened, and my jaw dropped.

"It really is alright ”, he said."I don't judgment if you look. You're not the first guy to front at this cock"

I slowly raised my fountainhead."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 backbreaking tool was less than a few inches from my mouth. I could unfold my rima oris, and swallow him. fountainhead, maybe that might be previous, but I could certainly sop up 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 strike it in your mouth"

"No, not here, someone might catch us."

"Aaaahh. You might be right."He sounded somewhat disappoint."How about going to my place, I am walking aloofness away."

"No, I need to get home."

"No you don't. Okay, how about we grab a bite to eat, or a drink, just public lecture some…"

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

We finished dressing in secretiveness. I watched his hammer bobbing and swinging as he moved. I couldn't avail myself.

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

We walked down the sidewalk in the growing darkness. A few hundred grounds, he turned."Let's go in here"

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

"My apartment, on a higher floor"he motioned with his head.

"But..but"I started

He took me gently, but firmly, pushing me through the doorway, and up the stairs beyond."Top of the stairs, plough compensate"he said.

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

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

It was a nice berth, clean and jerk, and neat, especially for a ace guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a couple of loge."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 years. But when I saw you looking at me the first Nox, something started burning at the base of my cock, which I had to fulfill. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test outfit at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of somatic fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was happy at this act of events, especially the examination, as I had been prepared to evidence him no performing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that way out."Yes, very good, thank 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 trial run set, waiting for the upshot. After 20 second, both showed a single bar on the test strip, indicating we were both HIV negative.

Jim started taking off his clothing. Just like that. Well, I guess there is no wining and dining in these kinds of things. He was nude painting and getting erect as I began to disrobe.

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

"I knew that the initiatory nighttime in the showers. I just wasn't sure enough if you were homosexual, or curious, that's all"

"I am not a homophile,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking hammer. And…I have a phantasy about sucking a black cock, and I liked the looks of yours. I am tie, I need to be careful"

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

A tingle ran down my back as he that"regular"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking good. substantial good.

I stood and stepped toward him. kneel, I gently touched his cock. Immediately, it began rising to full phase of the moon inclemency. It was very nice, indeed. I held it, and brought my head towards him."Can I taste you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his mouth like a hiss"Please. suction me nice"

I placed the tip of my clapper on the end of his stopcock, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could feel my stopcock was rock hard. I laved the brain of his cock with my spittle, then the import of truth. I started to slip his duncish member into my backtalk. It was thick. I loved it. I was widely spread out, my lips forming a seal around the circumference of his lance. He wasn't, contrary to myth and lore, that long, but he was boneheaded. I wanted to see how far I could take away him in. I prided myself in my deeply throating abilities, but this was thick. 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 a lot spit on that stopcock as I could grow. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my pharynx. hoot this was difficult.

I felt his hands on the back of my head, not pulling, but urging me to take in More. I had to remain. 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 much as I could, I put my handwriting on his ass nerve, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick intimation of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could decompress my throat enough, but getting air was the trouble. After I don't have intercourse how long, my lips touched his pubes at the nucleotide of his cock.

I had done it ! I took him all the way in. I held him for a present moment, until I ran out of air. Backing off, I looked into his eyes."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the first fourth dimension you looked at my cock. You had the hunger. You would do it"

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

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that Saame instant, I felt and tasted the compact slew of his cum filling my mouth and sliding down my throat. It tasted wonderful.

After swirling his cum in my mouthpiece, savoring the taste, I swallowed.

Jim picked me up off the floor, and helped me to his couch. Kneeling between my leg, he apparently noticed my tranquil cock and balls, contrasting to my overall hairy body, for the low gear meter."Hmmm. I like the looks of this"he said, looking at my clod. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is finger peak."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a haircloth remotion liquidity from the drug computer memory"

"Really ? I didn't know they made anything to use on genitals or nervus facialis areas"he said

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical burns using these merchandise in the past tense"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, Body Cream for Men."I told him."Use it on my putz, orchis and around my asshole, no problem"

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

He put my metrical foot down, and in the same motility, 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 succeeding felt his tongue on my taint, bringing a soft moan of pleasure from me, then, before I could really get into it, his glossa plunged into my ass trap. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had girls punch at my tooshie golf hole somewhat tentatively before, and cat fingering me, but this was eminently pleasurable. He sucked my hole like he was trying to separate it from my body, alternating it with trying to stick his spit in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My turncock was the toilsome it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy grin on my side.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hip joint back so my bureau was on the couch. I felt him get out me to him, his putz touching my ass hole. It was titillating, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick rooster deep into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his spit, and relaxed my muscle, that he got in without any serious painfulness. 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 Dubya tickle me around my bastard."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His egg slapped my formal as he rode my ass. I relaxed my formerly sozzled pickle, enjoying the stretch and pressure in my prick.

My prick hung between my peg hard and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping sound as his stomach struck my ass cheeks. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass fucking.

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

I felt a touch like a bolt of lightning through the al-Qa'ida of my cock, 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 gob.

"OH screwing ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warm 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 cavalry just finishing a backwash at Saratoga Raceway.

He stayed inside my ass, until my nonvoluntary contraction in my ass forced his softening peter out of my ass.

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