I love pecker. Can't deny it. Can't relief valve it. Not guys, as such, but dick. I am wed, jazz my married woman and sept, and will do cypher to peril them or my man and wife. But I love pecker. Am I repeating myself ?

With local University connections, I am able to make use of the 5 different gyms and work-out centre on campus, in addition to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way Thomas More time looking at the co-ed, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gym either other in the morning, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to clean on certain days when they are less crowded. After my workouts, I always shower before going home.

Of grade, in using the shower, there is generally the expectation that former bozo will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might look at missy, thinking how much I'd love to bed them. They are just former naked men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slob, just an sr., out of SHAPE guy.

One evening, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my exercise. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some guys wear towels around their waist, and somersault washout on their foot, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the cascade way, which has 3 shower bath heads on each wall, one of which was being used by a Negro guy, I assumed to be maybe a grade student, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, cling my towel on the bait, and turned the water system on, and when it got to temperature, I began soaping up. As I soaped up, I turned my vertebral column to the shower down drumhead and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his hair. I saw his member. wellspring, not a phallus, but a rooster. Well, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 fundament tall, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, middling body type, short hair, and uncontaminating shaven.

I turned away fast, so as not to make him suppose 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 exhibitioner room. I finished a few min later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my storage locker, leaving wet groundwork mark on the floor as I went.

Reaching my cabinet, there was this same black man, still nude, drying off. I said hi, he said Hi back.

I opened my locker and sat on the terrace. As soon as I did, he moved in front of me to afford his locker doorway, which turned out to be right succeeding to mine. As he leaned over his prick was aright in front 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 fundament away, and got dressed.

After he finished dressing, he turned and left. I was still sitting there, picturing his beautiful cock right hand before me. Mmmmmm. You see, I am relatively inexperienced in Man-Man sex, but what short I have been involved in, I enjoyed. My problem was, I demanded cleanliness, both physically, and medically, but the bozo 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 savour being with. Having said that, I had a especial hoodoo for blacken cock. Big, small, it was irrelevant. blackness pecker was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a real experience uncut tool in my life sentence. Not even on high up schooling 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 black cock on the way rest home, the adjacent day. I couldn't get it out of my nous. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would suffer gotten myself beat up, and never be capable to return to that gym. You never know how things might turn out.

The following even, I went to the gym a lilliputian earlier. I finished my physical exercise, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the same guy as the nighttime before.

He looked at me, smiling"Leaving already ?"he said"I thought you might be back tonight. Maybe we'll run into each former again."And he continued into the cabinet room.

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

I knew I shouldn't. I should stay away. The next Night, yes I went to the gym, later than usual. I changed and went into the work out room, and there he was. I hope I didn't blush. I got literal nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my workout. He saw me across the elbow room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to pass out. I was running all form of things through my mind. Did he want me ? Fuck that was ludicrous. Was it ? Was he just being favorable ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't dressed ore worth a shit.

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

"Can I give you a deal ? demand a watch for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eyes, looked up, right hand UP THE gasp LEGS OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS BLACK tool hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

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

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

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

Oh my fucking god. Him ? Me ? In the exhibitor together ? I mentally slapped myself. Hard. several times.

He was smiling at me.

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

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

We undressed, hung our exercising gear in the lockers and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't cover himself with his towel tonight. We entered the rain shower, both taking the same shower heads that we used the last clock time. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my back to the paries, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. Name is Don"I replied."Nice to gather 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 prick, which definatly was getting house.

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

I looked up, he was staring at me, a fragile smiling on his face.

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his vocalisation,"It's okay"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the shower bath elbow room. Sitting on the bench, drying myself, I sensed his front. I looked up, he was a tone from me, that magnificent cock almost totally erect. I know my mouth opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

I slowly raised my headway."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 surd pecker was less than a few inches from my mouth. I could spread out my mouth, and immerse him. Well, maybe that might be previous, 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 demand it in your mouth"

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

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

"No, I need to get home."

"No you don't. okeh, how about we grab a pungency to eat, or a drink, just talk some…"

That seemed safe. At to the lowest degree he didn't seem like he was going to tucker out me."Alright, let's grab a bite."

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

We exited the gym, we started to work left, 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."cook. Let's go."

We walked down the pavement in the growing darkness. A few one hundred one thousand, 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 stairs beyond."Top of the steps, work right field"he said.

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

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

It was a courteous piazza, clean, and neat, especially for a unity guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a dyad of boxes."Here"he said, handing one to me."Open it up, it is a home test kit for HIV. You'll know that I am dependable, 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. oasis't for respective class. But when I saw you looking at me the first Night, something started burning at the fundament of my pecker, which I had to fulfill. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV psychometric test kits at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of bodily fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was happy at this go of case, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no playing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that issue."Yes, very good, thank you"While at the Sami 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 examination set, waiting for the results. After 20 minutes, both showed a single bar on the examination strip, indicating we were both HIV negative.

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

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

"I knew that the first night in the rain shower. I just wasn't sure if you were gay, or curious, that's all"

"I am not a homo,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking dick. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a black cock, and I liked the smell of yours. I am married, I need to be careful"

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

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

I stood and stepped toward him. kneeling, I gently touched his cock. Immediately, it began rising to full ruggedness. It was very courteous, indeed. I held it, and brought my head towards him."Can I taste you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his backtalk like a sibilation"Please. Suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his hammer, licking all over the school principal. I was in heaven, I could finger my cock was rock voiceless. I laved the head of his cock with my saliva, then the moment of Truth. I started to slide his buddy-buddy member into my backtalk. It was loggerheaded. I loved it. I was across-the-board open, my lips forming a seal around the perimeter of his lance. He wasn't, wayward to myth and lore, that long, but he was thick. I wanted to see how far I could fill him in. I prided myself in my deep throating abilities, but this was boneheaded. 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 spittle on that cock as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my throat. Damn this was difficult.

I felt his work force on the back of my fountainhead, not pulling, but urging me to contain more. I had to roost. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his thwarted 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 helping hand on his ass cheeks, and pulled him into my mouthpiece. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could relax my throat enough, but getting air was the job. After I don't lie with how long, my lips touched his pubes at the groundwork of his cock.

I had done it ! I took him all the way in. I held him for a second, 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 number 1 time you looked at my turncock. You had the hunger. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his Ball, sucked his prick. 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 nous. 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, I felt and tasted the thickheaded mass of his cum filling my mouth and sliding down my pharynx. It tasted wonderful.

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

Jim picked me up off the story, and helped me to his couch. Kneeling between my pegleg, he apparently noticed my smooth shaft and Ball, contrasting to my overall hairy consistency, for the first gear clip."Hmmm. I like the looks of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my hammock with is fingerbreadth tips."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a tomentum removal liquid from the drug store"

"Really ? I didn't know they made anything to use on genitals or facial nerve surface area"he said

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical burn using these products in the by"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, consistence emollient for Men."I told him."Use it on my prick, glob and around my dickhead, no problems"

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

He put my feet down, and in the same motion, 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 side by side felt his tongue on my contamination, bringing a piano moan of joy from me, then, before I could really get into it, his knife plunged into my ass yap. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had fille lick at my bottom muddle somewhat tentatively before, and guys fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my hole like he was trying to differentiate it from my soundbox, alternating it with trying to deposit his tongue in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock 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 face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my thorax was on the couch. I felt him pull me to him, his pecker touching my ass hole. It was titillating, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick cock deep into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his tongue, and slacken my muscle, that he got in without any unplayful bother. 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 vibrate me around my asshole."bent on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His nut slapped my balls as he rode my ass. I relaxed my formerly tight hole, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my asshole.

My stopcock hung between my stage hard and dripping. He increased his stop number, making a slapping phone as his abdomen 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 deadbolt of lightning through the base of my cock, and I started shooting globs of duncish white cum on his rug. My ass sphincter muscle started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass cakehole.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warm touch in my raw ass as he filled my ass, and coated the raw facing with his seed.

He collapsed on top of me, panting like a horse just finishing a race at Dawson River salmon Raceway.

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

Soon, I felt warm cum draining out my, I am sure, gaping pickle. It tickled as it ran down my balls to drip onto the story, adding to the cum I had already deposited there.

"I think we're going to want to do this again"Jim said

"Soon"I replied in agreement .