Great sex at the wellness baseball club

intro : This is a true story, so don't expect any exaggerations like foot long stopcock or a congius of cum ! ! It particular how I met Ron and we progressed our"everything goes"sexual relationship. Enjoy ! !

I first met Ron at the wellness nine I go to regularly. He was apparently a new fellow member as I had never seen him before. Turns out we live not far apart in the same town. This would prove convenient in the hereafter ! ! We're both fairly lean and fit. He's a few years older than I am.

The locker way at the club has a return at one end with a large mirror and hair dryer. 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 rain shower and towel off, I stand naked at the counter as I dry my fuzz AND my peter, balls and bottom. My stopcock and clod are shaved. My wife and I have both decided being shaved is a honorable idea ; much better viewing as we have sex and a lot well-off to clean up when we're done. On social occasion, somebody at the gym will complain about my demeanour, but nigh guys don't say anything.

The first metre I saw Ron, he had on denim but was naked to the waist as he came over to use the hair dryer. I saw his nipples were quite great for a man. As he used the drier, I noticed him sneaking smell at my cock. This seemed to stimulate him as his nipples and the dark rotary around them became set up and wrinkled.

As he didn't say anything, when he finished using his dryer, I turned mine off and turned to face him. I introduced myself, told him where I lived and asked if he was new. He blushed a bit and seemed to have worry keeping his eyes on my boldness."Yes, this is my number one day here"he said as he turned to go."I'm here Monday, Midweek and Fri morning time"I told him."I hope to see you again."

To my pleasant surprisal, two years later when I made my next visit to the gym, Ron was there as well. I saw him leave the rain shower, towel around his waist, but as he began to dry off, I got a good facial expression at his cock. It was about 5-6"when soft, a bit thin compared to mine but with a really nice big purple promontory, like a mushroom on it's stalk. The storm but exciting thing I noticed was, that unlike well-nigh of the Guy I had seen naked at this gym, his balls were shaved and he had just a pocket-sized turn back triangle of brown curly tomentum pointing at the bag of his dick !

As I stood at the mirror, using the dryer, Ron came over to do the same, but today instead of blue jean he was wearing a very small twosome of pale yellow bikini underpants that exposed a respectable dowry of his daily round firm ass and barely contained his stopcock and balls. As we chatted, the bulge in his underpants increased. When soft, my pecker is slightly longer than Ron's, but considerably thicker. I'm uncut with a nice foresighted foreskin but when I slide the cutis back, the swart head of my stopcock is at least as big as Ron's, and matches the diameter of my ray of light. We were both trying to be affair of fact as we used the dryers, but I could feel some inspiration 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 cock and formal. I made surely that Ron saw me spread out my ass cheeks to dry my anus then we both got dressed. As we walked to the parking lot I said,"loved your selection of underwear."He said"Thanks. I've got a lazuline amobarbital sodium duo that are a bit smaller. I'll try to wear 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 thong ! ! His fully exposed ass looked so hot ! ! Fortunately there was no one else in the footlocker elbow room at that moment because he took his pap between pollex and forefinger and began pulling and rolling them as he stared at my face in the mirror to see my reaction. Both our cocks quickly became intumesce, mine being wanton was more obvious than his, with the full foreland in plain persuasion 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 handwriting on my privates, which made me get a entire erection for the first time in our short relationship. He was wearing a fairly fuddled T-shirt and his mammilla were very obvious as was the considerable gibbosity in his jeans."I said, I'm obviously attracted to and turned on by you and you seem to feel the same about me."We talked openly about our sex account. We were both in monogamous human relationship with strictly heterosexual cleaning lady. We both had thought of having sex with men without our partner's noesis and we each confided that we'd had one old male person partner.

My old partner, Alan, was a business man who traveled often. I live close to an drome and whenever he was leaving for or returning from a tripper, we'd meet in a nearby hotel if I could produce a goodness excuse to my wife for going out alone. Our sex was very exciting for both of us as neither of us had previous gay experience. It was mostly unwritten with the occasional anal nooky which we both came to love. My best-loved emplacement was to have Alan lie on his back as I straddled his peter, facing him. Once my ass was well lubed and relaxed, I'd lower myself onto Alan's big pecker and let it fall away deep into my bottom muddle. Then I'd rise up until just before his cock drumhead would slip out of me. As I did this faster and faster, my swollen cock would slap up and down. Alan loved watching my dick"dancing"and the tone of joy on my face.

Ron's experience was class earlier. He had an old friend, Michael, who lived in Hawaii. He used to detain with the Michael for a few weeks of vacation.They were both single a the metre. After a few sojourn, Michael began going about the theater naked and suggested Ron do so as well. One day, as they sat out on the deck, he asked Ron if he would like to have his putz sucked. This led to some mutual oral sex and eventually ass screwing 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 wet-nurse his putz very frequently and he was afraid to ask her to fuck him with a strap on.

We decided we'd like to suffer sex together, but agreed we would have to be very discreet so our partners, acquaintance and gym acquaintances wouldn't find out.

The shower bath at our gym are all in one farseeing way with curtained shower stalling along both side. Ron and I chose the two showers farthest from the exhibitor room entrance and left the rain shower curtains open. Once we had the urine running, we turned to confront each other. We each began touching and pulling on our nipples. After years of self foreplay, mine are quite secure sized for a guy, but not nearly as impressive as what Ron comes by naturally. Each of his pink nipples is as big as he tip of my little finger and is surrounded by a dark brown roundabout about the sizing of a fifty-cent spell. When he circled his fingerbreadth tip around his nipples they got even bigger and harder and the ring of color became thicker and wrinkled, joining the tit in a very erotic mound ! We looked at each former's faces, and saw the lust we both were feeling.

It wasn't long before our rooster were quite hard. Large, blue, Byzantine mineral vein bulged out along the shafts. Over the twelvemonth, because of the thickness and weight of my prick, I've developed a slight downward slant when erect. Ron on the former hand, at least in share because his dick is a bit diluent, and in spite of the big pecker brain, has a mild upward curve and angle to his hard on.

My prepuce is long and unleash, at least in part due to the fact that my wife often plays with it. I stroked the pelt on the shaft of my hammer firmly enough that the head of my rooster appeared and disappeared from the prepuce, looking a adorable wraith of dusky purple. Ron grasped the shaft of his cock just below the mushroom head, which was now so engorged it was almost Negroid. He squeezed and stoked and threads of thick pull in pre-cum dripped from the tip and fall down almost to his knees !

Before going into the showers, we had decided that one of us would join the other in a single shower with the pall well closed. One of us stood well back in the corner of the shower so that others using the shower bath wouldn't see two couplet of feet under the take down boundary of the mantle. We agreed to be silent, though it was somewhat thrilling to realize that if we were moaning and panting with pleasure, person we didn't know might be able to hazard what we were doing ! !

Once together, we ran our hands over each other's consistence. I sucked on Ron's nipple as he pulled my foreskin back and caressed the head of my prick. Then I put his stiff cock on top of mine and began to stroke them together. My digit didn't reaching anywhere near all the way around those two pulsating dicks ! I'd been dying to suck Ron's pecker and couldn't wait any longer. I have ripe controller of my gag unconditioned reflex and was capable to take him in slowly until his balls were against my Kuki, my nozzle against his belly and the big mushroom school principal was trench in my throat just below the back of my tongue. He began to slowly heart in and out of my sass, gently fucking my brass. With the assistant of some soap I slipped a finger into his ass. He was quite tight at first off but then relaxed enough so that I could get a second finger in. I began to gently massage his smooth house prostate and this quickened the pace of his jabbing. I looked up at his nerve and he was obviously in ecstasy ! I was dying to swallow his cum and soon I felt his cock head swell and he stopped thrusting as a big load of sweet hot cum hit the back may throat and went straight to my stomach without much swallowing needed.

When he had recovered, he dropped to his stifle and began sucking my tool. He used his tongue and lips to suck and slew the foreskin back and Forth River over my tightly swollen cock head. I gently pushed forward hoping he would be able to deep pharynx me despite the thickness of my cock. Taking it slowly, he was able-bodied to get almost all of my prick into his oral cavity. Following my example, he soaped up his digit to pleasure my bottom hole. Though my wife doesn't know it, I've been stretching my ass periodically with a big butt wad ever since Alan and I were partners. This made it quite easy for Ron to enclose one, then two, and finally three digit into my thirsty ass yap. He massaged my prostate as I tightened my sphincter muscularity around his fingers. Soon, I was ready to cum. Earlier, I had told Ron I'd like to cum in his open mouth so I could watch my ejaculation. He agreed. When his suck had me almost at climax, I slowly slid my dick from his athirst oral fissure and began stroking as he looked up at me hungrily. When I came, it was one of the strongest coming I could ever recollect. I spurted 8-10 times onto his clapper and into his lip. The first 3-4 were big midst ropey spurts of hot white cum, then the spirt gradually became smaller and less forceful. Eventually he sucked the final stage few drops of cum from my dick and quickly swallowed it, all with a very satisfied look on his face..

I left the shower alone making sure no one was looking and went to the locker room to dry off and dress. Ron came out a bit later, his putz and nipples still a bit swollen. We left together and couldn't say enough to each former about how peachy the experience had been. It was amazing how fast things had progressed since we first met. We agreed to try to arrange a repeat of this natural action on a weekly groundwork if potential. Sometimes one of us would arrive after having had sex with our pardner. We would avoid washing afterward, so that we could enjoy the sense of taste of our wive's pussies to spice up our cock suck. We also got into urinating on each former. At first base, it was just onto our bodies. It was exciting to feel the hot golden liquidity run down my chest and onto my cock and balls. Then we progressed and soon we would piss on each former's faces and into our spread out mouths.

After enjoying each former in the rain shower for a few months, we began to discourse other property we could induce sex. There are two tanning rooms at our gym. They're located on the lower level, just across the running running from the entree to the racquetball court of law. Quite secluded. As quick weather was approaching, Ron and his wife decided they would both do some lashing. He was soon a beautiful bronze vividness everywhere except deep in the rip in his buttocks. When on his stomach on the tanning bed, he even positioned his cock and balls so the the undersurface of his hawkshaw and his scrotum were also well tanned. We decided that he would go into a whipping room and leave the door unlocked. I would then mistake in unnoticed to join him.

Once together, we quickly slipped out of our work out clothes and began running our hands all over each other. It was even more erotic to find his dry skin than when wet in the shower. We hoped that the fans in the tanning room would cover up any sounds we made and felt no need to suppress the moans that each of us were making. I ran my lingua around the home of his nipples and they quickly became swollen and quite hard. The areolas also swelled, got firm and wrinkled and became erect as well blending into the base of each nipple making each huge like my wife's when she was breast feeding ! As I tongued his mamilla, he squeezed and pulled mine til they were quite operose, red and protruding, then ran his medal gently across each one almost making me drop to my knees with delectation. We rubbed our mamilla together as we reached around and caressed our ass cheeks.

Then we turned our aid to our urgently swollen pecker. We stroked each early slowly then placed our putz together lengthwise. future, we both wrapped a script around the throb software package and began stroking in unison. At this distributor point, I suggested we take advantage of my generous foreskin and do some docking. I pulled my foreskin back all the way to the dark-skinned rim of the big head. Ron then put the tip of his beautiful mushroom cloud against the tip of my turncock and I pulled the prepuce back out. It covered the head of my shaft as always AND the head and almost a third of his shaft as well. I wrapped my hand around the point where I could sense the two head touching under the sparse, now taut foreskin and began stroking. Ron took a turn doing the same and it wasn't long until we each felt the inevitable onrush of sexual climax. I asked if he could wait until I was set to cum and he agreed to try. In moments we came at once, moaning and clutching at our hammer as they spasmed with what felt ilk huge ejaculations. When our turncock stopped throbbing and began to get less swollen, I slipped my foreskin off Ron's cock and pinched off the end, knowing there was a immense consignment of our mixed cum inside, bathing the head of my cock. Ron suspected what I was trying to do and was quickly on his stifle, waiting for me to fee my cock into his athirst mouth. I released my prepuce 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 drumhead back and opened his rima oris so I could look up to how much thick sticky cum we had generated together. He swallowed and licked his lips with a big smile on his face. I then sucked his shaft savoring the thin finishing of our mixed juice which remained there. This first docking sequence went so well, that it soon became one of our favorite ways of pleasuring each other.

thing were going very well between us. Ron bought us matching black silk G-string which we would often wear upon to the gym together, dropping our underdrawers when there was no one looking to show each other what we were wearing and send a little thrill through us because of the hazard of being detected. I bought Ron a fairly sizable strobile shaped stooge ballyhoo so he could gradually get down to stretch his sexy puckered hind end gob to ca-ca our anal gaming more well-to-do for him and easier for me. I began to secretly use my own butt chaw more frequently at dwelling, now that I had reason to do so, and could soon quickly slide the unharmed thing into my pulsating rectum which would transfix it tightly. Then I would displume it out so the radical would pop past tense my sphincter sending it into a spasm of joy and causing me to shudder with desire while my tool produced strings of compact shed light on pre-cum blend with fluids from my prostate.

There is a piece clock time Physical Therapy office in an out of the way role of our health club. I found that there was no one in the office until 1:00 on Midweek. Though they locked the door when they left in the afternoon, the sliding chicken feed window of the response windowpane was not locked. i could slither it assailable and easily reach the threshold to unlock it. Ron and I decide this would be a bang-up billet for some more"athletic"sex. We'd let ourselves in and re-lock the door. We left the Inner Light off, but the treatment rooms in binding were Christ Within enough we could love gazing at each early as we played out our fantasies. As secluded as this space is, there was no need to bottle up our moaning, sonorous breathing and pant of ecstasy.

The PT treatment area was perfectly equipped for sex ! There was mess of lubricant in a heater. We found that the ultra-sonic probe produce a low frequency vibration and appease oestrus. It felt bully when held against the head of a cock, very nice"foreplay."virtually importantly, there was a large soft 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 draw and fondle Ron's ball and swelling putz as he lay on his back or he might do the same for me.

Best of all was when we'd get into a"69"stance, taking turns on who was on top. This was a complete position for deep throating our raging surd ons, savoring the slippery pre-cum. At the same clip, using some of the ardent lube, we'd digit each other's anus and massage our prostates, which never failed to add to the volume of pre-cum we each produced. Sweet stuff ! !.

After the first few sessions in the PT billet, I brought in my laughingstock plug to avail us pleasure each other. Ron eagerly got up on all fours, doggie vogue, and I applied a generous amount of lovesome lubricant to his winking pink ass muddle. Then I slowly pressed the tip of the butt hoopla against that hungry niggling hollow, applying a trivial more pressure with each throw, enjoying how to a greater extent and Thomas More of the jade disappeared into Ron's bottom. This produced a lot of quenched moan and panting from Ron. Eventually, he said he didn't think his ass could"swallow"any more than of the fire hydrant ( mine plug is bigger than his at the al-Qa'ida ) so I just gently moved it back and Forth River at that astuteness until I could feel he was so decompress that his anus was no longer gripping the plug. As I slowly withdrew the plug, Ron's anus remained open and I thrilled to the sight of his 1"gaping garden pink hole. Without thinking, I was licking at his anus and sticking my tongue into the liquid red inside of his rectum.

I was uneasy to supercede Ron and he was well-chosen to return the care I had just lavished on his backside hole. After some lubricating substance he began working to stick in the fanny plug into my ass. As I had been fucking my own ass at home, and I was really ruttish 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 point, I was so commove and well lubed that the male plug slipped into my anxious rectum leaving just the grip on the exterior for Ron to fake. He pulled the nucleotide in and out of my rectum, each prison term giving me a shiver of joy as the big thing popped across my sphincter. When he slowly removed the plug from my bottom, I felt imperfect from all the pleasure. I was quite relaxed and he said my anus gaped almost 2"across. He hungrily put his tongue into my rectum, caressing the numerous little red sheep pen that he could see and sense. After this stimulate anal swordplay, we stood facing each other, enjoying the looks of ecstasy on our faces as we stroked our neglected pecker to Brobdingnagian orgasm's splashing hot sticky cum over ourselves and getting plenty on the physical exertion mat as well. We cleaned up well, but wondered if any of the affected role later in the day would be able to detect what had been going on here.

Sometimes while one of us was on all quaternity, the other would reach between his peg and dig his balls and cock at the base of the scrotum and gently milk downward, while simultaneously popping a fingerbreadth or two into the anus for some firm prostate massage. Initially, this produced screw thread of viscid light up pre-cum, followed soon thereafter by gobs of angelic yet salty white cum. Ron generally produces a few, large volume squirts whereas I'm more likely to have 8-10 individual squirts of diminishing volume as my ballock try to pull up and empty out as my cock spasms and throb in Ron's hand.

After enjoying each other for a few months, Ron and I began talking about fucking each former. We discussed whether we should use safe or go bleak back. The fact that we each currently had only one other partner ( our wives ) and had never had any STD's encouraged us to go bare back. The excitement of having the opportunity to sacrifice and receive cream Proto-Indo European certainly influenced our decisiveness as well ! !

*** If you have enjoyed reading about my relationship with Ron and would care me to continue to key our intimate action, please offer some boost and I will consider doing so. We have had quite a bit of fun together since the finale of the bodily function described today ! ! ! ***