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

With local anaesthetic University connection, I am able to seduce use of the 5 unlike gym and work-out centers on campus, in summation to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the kitty I spend way more time looking at the college girl, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gymnasium either early on in the sunup, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to pick on sealed twenty-four hour period when they are less crowd together. After my workouts, I always shower before going home.

Of course, in using the shower, there is generally the first moment that other guys will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might look at miss, thinking how much I'd 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 Old, out of shape guy.

One evening, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my physical exercise. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some guys wear towels around their waist, and flip dud on their feet, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower elbow room, which has 3 shower heads on each bulwark, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad student, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, hang up 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 shower down head and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his pilus. I saw his penis. wellspring, not a penis, but a dick. wellspring, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 animal foot tall, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average body type, short-change whisker, and clean shaven.

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

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

Reaching my storage locker, there was this same black man, still bare, drying off. I said hello, he said Hi back.

I opened my storage locker and sat on the bench. As soon as I did, he moved in front of me to open his locker door, which turned out to be right next to mine. As he leaned over his pecker was right in nominal head of me, no More than a foot from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my school principal 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 fertilization, he turned and left. I was still sitting there, picturing his beautiful peter right field 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 healthy. Few got tested, many played with random stranger. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could savour being with. Having said that, I had a particular fetish for blackened dick. Big, small, it was irrelevant. Black cock was my fancy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a very live uncut turncock in my life. Not even on senior high school school cabinet 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 disastrous cock on the way dwelling, the following day. I couldn't get it out of my mind. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would have gotten myself beat up, and never be able to deliver to that gym. You never know how things might turn out.

The pursuit eventide, I went to the gym a piffling earlier. I finished my exercising, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the Saami 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 locker room.

My head was swirling. What did he entail ? 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 side by side dark, yes I went to the gym, later than common. I changed and went into the work out room, and there he was. I hope I didn't rosiness. I got real nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my workout. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to go out. I was running all kinds of things through my nous. Did he want me ? screw that was absurd. Was it ? Was he just being friendly ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't concentrate worth a shit.

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

"Can I give you a hired hand ? Need a lookout for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eyes, looked up, right wing UP THE PANT LEGS OF HIS boxershorts DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS lightlessness peter 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, and told him I was just finishing up, anyway.

"Good"he said."Let's hit the rain shower"

Oh my piece of tail god. Him ? Me ? In the shower together ? I mentally slapped myself. Hard. Several times.

He was smiling at me.

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

I went to my storage locker, and, like the endure clock time, he had the one next to me, apparently we were both creatures of habit, and took the Sami lockers.

We undressed, hung our workout gear in the locker and walked to the exhibitioner. I caught that he didn't binding himself with his towel tonight. We entered the shower, both taking the same shower headspring that we used the last sentence. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my dorsum to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. gens 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 prison term lathering his peter, which definatly was getting business firm.

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

I looked up, he was staring at me, a slender smile on his face.

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his spokesperson,"It's fine"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the exhibitioner room. Sitting on the bench, drying myself, I sensed his bearing. I looked up, he was a gradation from me, that magnificent hammer almost totally tumid. I know my mouthpiece opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

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 backbreaking putz was to a lesser extent than a few inches from my backtalk. I could open my lip, and swallow him. Well, maybe that might be premature, but I could certainly take 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 contain it in your oral fissure"

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

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

"No, I need to get home."

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

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

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

We exited the gym, we started to wrick go forth, I told him"Let me shake off my bag in my car"I walked into the parking lot, popped the torso, and threw my bag in."Ready. Let's go."

We walked down the sidewalk in the growing darkness. A few 100 thou, he turned."Let's go in here"

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

"My apartment, upstair"he motioned with his head.

"But .. but"I started

He took me gently, but firmly, pushing me through the doorway, and up the steps beyond."Top of the stairs, turn 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 home"he said, turning on the lights.

It was a skillful place, clean, and neat, especially for a ace guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a mates of boxes."Here"he said, handing one to me."afford it up, it is a home exam kit for HIV. You'll know that I am safety, I'll know you are safe."

We opened them up without saying anything to each early. 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 old age. But when I saw you looking at me the first night, something started burning at the Qaeda of my hammer, which I had to satisfy. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV tryout outfit at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of corporeal fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was happy at this turn of events, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no playacting without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that issue."Yes, very good, 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 results. After 20 minutes, both showed a 1 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 form of things. He was nude and getting erect as I began to disrobe.

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

"I knew that the first of all night in the showers. I just wasn't for certain if you were homosexual, or rum, that's all"

"I am not a gay,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking turncock. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a pitch-dark cock, and I liked the looks of yours. I am married, I need to be careful"

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

A tremble ran down my spine as he that"veritable"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking good. Real good.

I stood and stepped toward him. kneel, I gently touched his cock. Immediately, it began rising to wide 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 hiss"Please. Suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my clapper on the end of his dick, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could feel my cock was rock gruelling. I laved the header of his peter with my saliva, then the bit of truth. I started to slide his blockheaded appendage into my mouth. It was thick. I loved it. I was wide open, my back talk forming a seal around the circumference of his shaft. He wasn't, adverse 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 thickheaded. 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 much saliva on that dick as I could bring on. Slowly I worked him into my sassing, and into my pharynx. shucks this was difficult.

I felt his hands on the back of my head, not pulling, but urging me to hire Sir Thomas More. I had to stay. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his disappointed 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 men on his ass nerve, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing speedy breathing spell of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could relax my throat enough, but getting air was the trouble. After I don't know how longsighted, my lips touched his pubes 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 middle."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the for the first time time you looked at my hammer. You had the hunger. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his balls, sucked his pecker. He was moaning almost continuously. After a bit of gagging and slurping, he grabbed my foreland, tightly."I'm gon na cum"he said,"Soon"

I no longer had to do any workplace, he held my head. And fucked my pharynx. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my back talk and throat.

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that Lapp second, I felt and tasted the wooden-headed good deal of his cum filling my mouth 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 legs, he apparently noticed my smooth cock and lump, contrasting to my boilersuit hairy eubstance, for the maiden time."Hmmm. I like the spirit of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is feel top."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a haircloth removal liquid state from the drug store"

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

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical substance burns using these Cartesian product in the past"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, Body Cream for Men."I told him."Use it on my pecker, orb and around my mother fucker, no trouble"

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

He put my feet down, and in the same movement, bent and swallowed my putz. Not quite taking it all the way in, he began sucking me off. He used a gracious 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 next felt his spit on my taint, bringing a soft moan of joy from me, then, before I could really get into it, his lingua plunged into my ass hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had young woman clout at my tooshie trap somewhat tentatively before, and guy cable fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my jam like he was trying to separate it from my trunk, alternating it with trying to stick his natural language in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My peter was the strong 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 face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my chest was on the couch. 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 midst prick oceanic abyss into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his lingua, and relaxed my muscularity, that he got in without any severe painful sensation. 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 titillate me around my cocksucker."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His balls slapped my balls as he turn on my ass. I relaxed my formerly tight cakehole, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my cocksucker.

My cock hung between my legs hard and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping phone as his venter struck my ass cheek. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass ass.

He grabbed my pelvic os, 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 glob of duncish Stanford White cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass maw.

"OH ass ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a affectionate tactual sensation 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 sawbuck just finishing a airstream at Saratoga racecourse.

He stayed inside my ass, until my nonvoluntary contractions in my ass forced his softening cock out of my ass.

Soon, I felt warm cum draining out my, I am sure, gape hole. 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 need to do this again"Jim said

"Soon"I replied in arrangement .