I love cock. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not bozo, as such, but COCK. I am espouse, love my wife and family, and will do nothing to endanger them or my marriage. But I love cock. Am I repeating myself ?

With topical anaesthetic University connections, I am able to arrive at use of the 5 different gymnasium and work-out substance on campus, in addition to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way More prison term looking at the co-eds, than anything or anyone else.

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

Of grade, in using the showers, there is generally the first moment that early Guy will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might expect at girl, thinking how a good deal I'd love to bed them. They are just early raw men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slob, just an honest-to-god, out of shape guy.

One even, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my workout. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the exhibitioner. Some bozo wear towels around their waist, and flip flops on their fundament, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 shower heads on each paries, one of which was being used by a grim guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad student, about 30 or 32 twelvemonth of age. I didn't say anything to him, flow my towel on the hook, and turned the pee on, and when it got to temperature, I began soaping up. As I soaped up, I turned my dorsum to the lavish head word and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his hair. I saw his penis. fountainhead, not a penis, but a COCK. fountainhead, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 groundwork improbable, this former guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average trunk type, suddenly fuzz, and blank shaven.

I turned away degenerate, so as not to hold him think I was checking him out, ( I was ) I didn't want to cause a conniption, or get him mad.

He rinsed off and finished before I did, and left the shower way. I finished a few minutes later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my cabinet, leaving wet fundament mark on the floor as I went.

Reaching my locker, there was this Saame black 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 open his locker doorway, which turned out to be properly next to mine. As he leaned over his putz was powerful in front of me, no more than a metrical foot from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my straits down, and, thank god, didn't pop a woody right there. He grabbed his clothes, pulled back, moved a few metrical foot 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 care about being respectable. Few got tested, many played with random strangers. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. Having said that, I had a particular fetish for black stopcock. Big, minuscule, it was irrelevant. blackamoor cock was my fancy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a real exist uncut cock in my life. Not even on gamey school storage locker suite 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 sinister peter on the way home, the next day. I couldn't get it out of my nous. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would induce gotten myself beat up, and never be able to return to that gym. You never know how things might turn out.

The following evening, I went to the gym a little earlier. I finished my workout, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the Lapplander 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 locker room.

My pass was swirling. What did he have in mind ? 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 future Night, yes I went to the gym, later than usual. I changed and went into the workplace out elbow room, and there he was. I hope I didn't blush. I got literal unquiet, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my exercise. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to pass out. I was running all variety of things through my mind. Did he require me ? nookie that was preposterous. Was it ? Was he just being friendly ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't concentrate worth a shit.

I smiled back, and raised a hired hand in a bit of a wave. I lay on the bench, pressing weight, not paying attention to anything, when I heard a mysterious voice.

"Can I hand you a bridge player ? ask a spotter for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eye, looked up, right hand UP THE PANT branch OF HIS short DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS Shirley Temple COCK hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

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

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

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

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

He was smiling at me.

"Yeah, it's clip"I said. And we went to the exhibitioner.

I went to my cabinet, and, like the finish fourth dimension, he had the one next to me, apparently we were both creatures of wont, and took the Saami lockers.

We undressed, hung our physical exercise gear in the locker and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't cover himself with his towel tonight. We entered the cascade, both taking the same cascade heads that we used the live on time. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my cover to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

He smiled."My public figure is Jim"he said.

"Hi. epithet is Don"I replied."Nice to meet you"

"Yeah"he smiled."You come here often ?"

"I try every day, if I can"I said"usually in the daybreak, but at night, if I miss the morning."

I noticed he was spending an unreasonable amount of metre 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 slight smile on his case.

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his vocalization,"It's fine"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the exhibitioner room. Sitting on the work bench, drying myself, I sensed his presence. I looked up, he was a step 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 starting time guy to look at this shaft"

I slowly raised my head."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 hard cock was less than a few inches from my backtalk. I could open my mouth, and get down him. Well, maybe that might be premature, but I could certainly fellate 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 take it in your rima oris"

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

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

"No, I need to get home."

"No you don't. O.K., how about we grab a bite to eat, or a swallow, just talk some…"

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

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

We exited the gym, we started to turn 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."Ready. Let's go."

We walked down the pavement in the growing iniquity. A few hundred yards, he turned."Let's go in here"

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

"My apartment, 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, turn rightfulness"he said.

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

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

It was a nice stead, clean, and neat, especially for a single guy.

"Have a fundament"He said, I'll be mightily back.

He re-entered, carrying a duet of boxes."Here"he said, handing one to me."open it up, it is a home exam kit for HIV. You'll know that I am condom, 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 various years. But when I saw you looking at me the initiatory night, something started burning at the alkali of my cock, which I had to fulfil. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV run kits at the drug shop. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of bodily fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was well-chosen at this turn of outcome, especially the examination, as I had been prepared to tell him no playing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that publication."Yes, very just, give thanks 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 tests set, waiting for the solvent. After 20 minute of arc, both showed a bingle bar on the test funnies, indicating we were both HIV negative.

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

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

"I knew that the starting time Night in the showers. I just wasn't sure if you were homosexual, or curious, that's all"

"I am not a homo,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking cock. And…I have a phantasy about sucking a black cock, and I liked the aspect of yours. I am splice, I need to be heedful"

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

A shiver ran down my spikelet as he that"even"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking good. Real good.

I stood and stepped toward him. Kneeling, I gently touched his dick. Immediately, it began rising to full hardness. 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 mouthpiece like a hiss"Please. suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his cock, licking all over the foreland. I was in Shangri-la, I could feel my cock was rock grueling. I laved the head of his cock with my saliva, then the moment of truth. I started to slide his thick-skulled member into my sassing. It was thick. I loved it. I was full capable, my back talk forming a SEAL around the circuit of his shaft. He wasn't, reverse to myth and lore, that long, but he was buddy-buddy. I wanted to see how far I could take him in. I prided myself in my abstruse throating ability, but this was loggerheaded. I was gagging before it was one-half way in.

Determined to get him all in, I began going back and Forth River, sucking on him, getting as a good deal saliva on that shaft as I could acquire. Slowly I worked him into my sass, and into my throat. Damn this was difficult.

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

I looked up at his disappointed grimace."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 hands on his ass cheeks, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing flying breathing spell of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could relax my throat enough, but getting air was the problem. After I don't make love how retentive, my lips touched his pubic region at the base of his cock.

I had done it ! I took him all the way in. I held him for a moment, until I ran out of air. Backing off, I looked into his center."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the first time you looked at my shaft. You had the hungriness. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his balls, sucked his cock. 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 top dog. And fucked my throat. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my sassing and throat.

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that same second, I felt and tasted the compact mass of his cum filling my oral fissure and sliding down my pharynx. It tasted wonderful.

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

Jim picked me up off the floor, and helped me to his lounge. Kneeling between my legs, he apparently noticed my liquid cock and orchis, contrasting to my overall hairy eubstance, for the commencement time."Hmmm. I like the expression of this"he said, looking at my egg. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is finger tips."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a hair's-breadth removal liquid state from the drug storage"

"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 mark using these products in the past"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, Body ointment for Men."I told him."Use it on my cock, testis and around my bunghole, no problems"

"Oh my ”, he said"Let me see"He grabbed my ankles, lifting my animal foot up, until he got a good smell at my ass. He reached under me, caressing my ass."Yes. Nice and smooth."

He put my feet down, and in the Saame motion, bent grass and swallowed my shaft. Not quite taking it all the way in, he began sucking me off. He used a nice proficiency, 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 next felt his tongue on my taint, bringing a piano moan of pleasure from me, then, before I could really get into it, his glossa plunged into my ass kettle of fish. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had girlfriend salt lick at my bottom hole somewhat tentatively before, and cat fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my gob like he was trying to separate it from my body, alternating it with trying to stick his tongue in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock was the heavy it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy smiling on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my chest was on the couch. I felt him deplume me to him, his cock touching my ass hole. It was erotic, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick cock trench into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his natural language, and unwind my muscle, that he got in without any serious nuisance. 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 George H.W. Bush tickle me around my asshole."knack on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His Ball slapped my balls as he sit my ass. I relaxed my formerly tight hole, enjoying the stretch and insistency in my bunghole.

My cock hung between my legs hard and dripping. He increased his fastness, making a slapping sound as his abdomen struck my ass cheeks. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass screw.

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

I felt a flavour like a bolt of lightning through the groundwork of my prick, and I started shooting globs of boneheaded Patrick Victor Martindale White cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass hole.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a ardent tactile sensation 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 horse just finishing a race at Saratoga Raceway.

He stayed inside my ass, until my involuntary condensation in my ass forced his softening stopcock out of my ass.

Soon, I felt warm cum draining out my, I am sure, gawp hole. It tickled as it ran down my balls to drop onto the floor, 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 understanding .