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

With local University connecter, I am able-bodied to progress to use of the 5 different gym and work-out centerfield on campus, in addition to the 3 puddle they have. I admit, that at the kitty I spend way more than fourth dimension looking at the co-ed, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gyms either early in the morning, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to pick on sure daylight when they are less crowded. After my workout, I always shower before going home.

Of course, in using the shower, there is generally the prospect that other guys will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might appear at girls, thinking how much I'd erotic love to bed them. They are just other naked men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slob, just an former, out of figure guy.

One evening, I was a bit later than common finishing up my workout. I went into the locker way, stripped and headed to the showers. Some guys wear towels around their waist, and summersault flops on their infantry, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the exhibitor room, which has 3 rain shower caput on each paries, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a alumnus student, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, advert my towel on the claw, 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 rain shower head and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his tomentum. I saw his member. Well, not a penis, but a shaft. Well, not just a stopcock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 fundament marvellous, this former guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average body character, inadequate hair, and unclouded shaven.

I turned away fast, so as not to urinate him think I was checking him out, ( I was ) I didn't want to do a prospect, or get him mad.

He rinsed off and finished before I did, and left the shower bath room. I finished a few minutes later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my locker, leaving wet foot prints on the trading floor as I went.

Reaching my footlocker, there was this Lapplander Joseph Black man, still nude, drying off. I said hello, he said Hi back.

I opened my locker and sat on the bench. As soon as I did, he moved in front of me to afford his locker door, which turned out to be aright following to mine. As he leaned over his shaft was correct in front of me, no more than a infantry from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my fountainhead down, and, give thanks 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 rightfulness before me. Mmmmmm. You see, I am relatively inexperient in Man-Man sex, but what petty 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 healthy. Few got tested, many played with random alien. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. Having said that, I had a exceptional fetich for melanise tool. Big, small, it was irrelevant. Black putz was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a really live uncut shaft in my life-time. Not even on high school locker 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 adjacent day. I couldn't get it out of my judgment. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would have gotten myself beat up, and never be capable to retrovert to that gym. You never know how affair might turn out.

The following evening, I went to the gym a niggling earlier. I finished my physical exertion, 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 other again."And he continued into the storage locker room.

My head was swirling. What did he think of ? Was he hitting on me ? No way. I was making something out of nothing. Still….

I knew I shouldn't. I should abide away. The next nighttime, 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 real nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my physical exercise. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to pass out. I was running all kinds of affair through my head. Did he want me ? Fuck that was ludicrous. Was it ? Was he just being friendly ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't dressed ore worth a shit.

I smiled back, and raised a hand in a bit of a wave. I lay on the bench, pressing system of weights, not paying aid to anything, when I heard a cryptical voice.

"Can I make you a hand ? ask a finder for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eyes, looked up, right field UP THE PANT legs OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS Black COCK 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 certain, 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 exhibitioner 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 locker, and, like the last time, he had the one next to me, apparently we were both tool of riding habit, and took the same lockers.

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

He smiled."My 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 morning, but at night, if I miss the morning."

I noticed he was spending an undue amount of time lathering his cock, which definatly was getting house.

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

I looked up, he was staring at me, a slight smile on his boldness.

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his vocalization,"It's OK"

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

"It really is fine ”, he said."I don't mind if you look. You're not the first guy to reckon at this tool"

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 strong cock was less than a few in from my mouth. I could open my mouth, and swallow him. fountainhead, maybe that might be premature, 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 take it in your mouth"

"No, not here, someone might hitch 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 bit to eat, or a drinking, just talk some…"

That seemed rubber. At least he didn't seem like he was going to wash up me."Alright, let's grab a bite."

We finished dressing in secretiveness. I watched his cock bobbing and swing as he moved. I couldn't assistant myself.

We exited the gym, we started to wrench bequeath, I told him"Let me shake off 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 pavement in the growing swarthiness. A few hundred yards, he turned."Let's go in here"

I looked at him."This isn't a eating house, 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 stairs, flex good"he said.

Almost in a spell, he urged me up the stairs. Turning right, there was only one door. He opened the door, after picking out the correct key on his key ring.

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

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

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

He re-entered, carrying a brace of box."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 various years. But when I saw you looking at me the first night, something started burning at the substructure of my dick, which I had to satisfy. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test kits at the drug memory. 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 turn of outcome, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to secernate him no performing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that issue."Yes, very proficient, 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 trial run set, waiting for the results. After 20 minutes, both showed a individual bar on the trial strip, indicating we were both HIV negative.

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

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

"I knew that the initiative nighttime in the shower bath. I just wasn't indisputable if you were homosexual, or singular, that's all"

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

"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 shiver ran down my spinal column as he that"regular"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking good. veridical good.

I stood and stepped toward him. Kneeling, I gently touched his rooster. Immediately, it began rising to full stiffness. It was very squeamish, indeed. I held it, and brought my psyche towards him."Can I taste you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his mouth like a hiss"Please. Suck me courteous"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his cock, licking all over the foreland. I was in heaven, I could experience my stopcock was rock operose. I laved the head word of his cock with my saliva, then the moment of trueness. I started to slide his wooden-headed member into my oral fissure. It was thick. I loved it. I was all-encompassing heart-to-heart, my lips forming a Navy SEAL around the circumference of his shaft. He wasn't, adverse to myth and lore, that long, but he was slurred. I wanted to see how far I could carry him in. I prided myself in my deep throating power, 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 practically saliva on that hammer as I could farm. Slowly I worked him into my lip, and into my throat. hoot this was hard.

I felt his hand on the binding of my head, not pulling, but urging me to take more. I had to lie. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his defeated side."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 bridge player on his ass cheeks, and pulled him into my backtalk. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quickly intimation 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 know how long, my sass touched his pubes at the alkali 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. support 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 shaft. You had the hunger. 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 oeuvre, he held my mind. And fucked my throat. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my oral fissure and throat.

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that Lapp bit, I felt and tasted the thick deal of his cum filling my back talk and sliding down my throat. It tasted wonderful.

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

Jim picked me up off the story, and helped me to his couch. Kneeling between my branch, he apparently noticed my smooth cock and balls, contrasting to my overall hairy body, for the first of all fourth dimension."Hmmm. I like the looks of this"he said, looking at my balls. 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 remotion liquid from the drug entrepot"

"Really ? I didn't know they made anything to use on privates or facial arena"he said

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical substance burns using these products in the past times"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, soundbox Cream for Men."I told him."Use it on my cock, glob and around my whoreson, no trouble"

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

He put my feet down, and in the Saami apparent movement, set and swallowed my cock. Not quite taking it all the way in, he began sucking me off. He used a dainty 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 knife on my taint, bringing a soft moan of pleasure from me, then, before I could really get into it, his tongue plunged into my ass gob. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had lady friend poke at my arse hole somewhat tentatively before, and guys fingering me, but this was eminently pleasurable. He sucked my fix like he was trying to disunite it from my body, alternating it with trying to stick his tongue in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My shaft was the hardest it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy smile on my cheek.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my breast was on the sofa. I felt him pull 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 deep into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his knife, and unbend my muscle, that he got in without any serious pain in the neck. Perhaps, the fact that I regularly fuck my otherwise Virgo ass with a vibrator helped.

After a bit of in and out, I felt his shrub tickle me around my asshole."knack on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His balls slapped my balls as he rode my ass. I relaxed my erst pixilated hole, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my motherfucker.

My cock hung between my legs severe and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping sound as his stomach struck my ass nerve. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass shtup.

He grabbed my pelvic off-white, and announced"I am cumming !"

I felt a feeling like a bolt of lightning of lightning through the base of my cock, and I started shooting globs of thick white cum on his rug. My ass anatomical sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass hole.

"OH ass ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warm feel 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 wash at spotted barramundi Raceway.

He stayed inside my ass, until my involuntary contractions in my ass forced his softening tool out of my ass.

Soon, I felt warm cum draining out my, I am certain, gaping hole. It tickled as it ran down my Lucille Ball to drop onto the floor, adding to the cum I had already deposited there.

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

"Soon"I replied in correspondence .