I love shaft. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not guy, as such, but tool. I am conjoin, love my married woman and family, and will do nothing to threaten them or my marriage. But I love cock. Am I repeating myself ?

With local University connecter, I am able to construct use of the 5 dissimilar gymnasium and work-out centers on campus, in addition to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the puddle I spend way Sir Thomas More time looking at the co-eds, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gyms either early in the sunup, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to pluck on sealed 24-hour interval when they are less crowd. After my exercise, I always shower before going home.

Of track, in using the showers, there is generally the expectation that former hombre will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might face at girlfriend, thinking how much I'd love to bed them. They are just other nude men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat pig, just an older, out of shape guy.

One evening, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my workout. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some hombre wear towels around their waist, and flip bust on their feet, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 exhibitor forefront on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad bookman, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung my towel on the hooking, and turned the water on, and when it got to temperature, I began soaping up. As I soaped up, I turned my spinal column to the shower head and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his pilus. I saw his member. well, not a member, but a stopcock. Well, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 foot grandiloquent, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average body eccentric, short hair, and scavenge 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 scene, or get him mad.

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

Reaching my storage locker, there was this same black man, still nude, drying off. I said how-do-you-do, he said Hi back.

I opened my footlocker 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 shaft was in good order in movement of me, no more than a foot from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my head 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 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 trouble 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 strangers. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could savour being with. Having said that, I had a particular fetish for nigrify cock. Big, minuscule, it was irrelevant. Black tool was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a real bouncy uncut cock in my biography. Not even on eminent schooling 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 next 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 yield to that gym. You never know how thing might twist out.

The following eventide, I went to the gym a slight earlier. I finished my physical exertion, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the Saame 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 cabinet room.

My head was swirling. What did he stand for ? Was he hitting on me ? No way. I was making something out of zippo. 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 real skittish, so much so, that I couldn't dressed ore on my exercising. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to authorize out. I was running all kinds of things through my thinker. Did he need me ? nookie that was ridiculous. 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 attention to anything, when I heard a cryptic voice.

"Can I pay you a hand ? Need a finder for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eyes, looked up, right hand UP THE PANT LEGS OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS Joseph Black rooster hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

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

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

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

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 meter"I said. And we went to the showers.

I went to my storage locker, and, like the last sentence, he had the one next to me, apparently we were both creatures of habit, and took the same locker.

We undressed, hung our physical exertion gear in the cabinet 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 rain shower heads that we used the 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 inordinate sum of metre 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 svelte smiling on his face.

I spun away, blushing and embarrass

I heard his voice,"It's okeh"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the shower room. Sitting on the bench, drying myself, I sensed his presence. I looked up, he was a step from me, that magnificent hammer almost totally erect. I know my sassing opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

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 voiceless cock was less than a few in from my back talk. I could open my backtalk, and swallow him. Well, 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, individual 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. okey, how about we grab a collation to eat, or a drink, just public lecture some…"

That seemed safe. At least he didn't seem like he was going to circumvent 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 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 sidewalk in the growing darkness. A few C chiliad, he turned."Let's go in here"

I looked at him."This isn't a eating house, 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 door, and up the step beyond."Top of the stairs, turn rectify"he said.

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

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

It was a nice property, clean, and neat, especially for a one guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a twain of boxwood."Here"he said, handing one to me."unfold it up, it is a home test kit for HIV. You'll know that I am rubber, 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 several long time. But when I saw you looking at me the first night, something started burning at the root of my cock, which I had to satisfy. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test kits at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of corporal fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was well-chosen at this go of effect, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell apart him no acting without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that outlet."Yes, very good, thank 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 single bar on the mental testing landing 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 kinds of things. He was naked and getting set up as I began to disrobe.

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

"I knew that the first dark in the showers. I just wasn't certain if you were homosexual, or curious, that's all"

"I am not a human,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking cock. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a bleak pecker, and I liked the aspect of yours. I am married, I need to be measured"

"Understood. No one will have it off but you and me. Whether it is just this one prison term, or a even thing that we get together."

A shiver ran down my spine as he that"steady"…maybe we can do this again ? Oh, this was looking good. real good.

I stood and stepped toward him. kneel, I gently touched his turncock. Immediately, it began rising to full callosity. It was very nice, indeed. I held it, and brought my head towards him."Can I savor you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his mouthpiece like a raspberry"Please. Suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his cock, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could feel my cock was rock hard. I laved the oral sex of his tool with my spittle, then the moment of truth. I started to slide his chummy member into my mouth. It was compact. I loved it. I was wide unfastened, my back talk forming a seal around the circumference of his shaft. He wasn't, contrary to myth and lore, that long, but he was thick. I wanted to see how far I could take him in. I prided myself in my deep throating abilities, but this was slurred. 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 stopcock as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my sass, and into my throat. shit this was difficult.

I felt his custody on the back of my head, not pulling, but urging me to take aim to a greater extent. I had to rest. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his disappointed typeface."It's alright, no one else has ever taken it all"he said.

More determined than ever, I took him back in. Relaxing my pharynx as much as I could, I put my hands on his ass brass, and pulled him into my oral cavity. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could loosen my pharynx enough, but getting air was the trouble. After I don't know how recollective, my lip touched his pubes at the stand 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 eyes."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the maiden meter you looked at my hammer. You had the thirstiness. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his globe, 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 study, he held my headland. And fucked my pharynx. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my oral fissure and throat.

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that Sami secondment, I felt and tasted the thick mass of his cum filling my mouth and sliding down my throat. It tasted wonderful.

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

Jim picked me up off the floor, and helped me to his lounge. Kneeling between my leg, he apparently noticed my fluent cock and balls, contrasting to my boilers suit hairy body, for the first metre."Hmmm. I like the looks of this"he said, looking at my Ball. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is finger bakshish."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

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

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

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical burns using these products in the retiring"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, body Cream for Men."I told him."Use it on my turncock, balls and around my asshole, no problems"

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

He put my feet down, and in the same apparent movement, set and swallowed my turncock. 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 knife on my contamination, bringing a soft groan of delight from me, then, before I could really get into it, his tongue plunged into my ass hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had little girl lick at my bottom hole somewhat tentatively before, and bozo fingering me, but this was eminently gratifying. He sucked my mess like he was trying to separate it from my consistency, alternating it with trying to lodge his tongue in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock was the hardest it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy grin on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my chest 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 rooster deep into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his lingua, and loosen up my sinew, that he got in without any serious nuisance. 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 bush tickle me around my arsehole."hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His clod slapped my glob as he rode my ass. I relaxed my formerly tight hole, enjoying the stretch and pressing in my shit.

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

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

I felt a feel like a thunderbolt of lightning through the alkali of my cock, and I started shooting globs of thick egg white cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass mess.

"OH fuck ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a affectionate feeling 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 sawbuck just finishing a slipstream at Saratoga Raceway.

He stayed inside my ass, until my involuntary muscle contraction in my ass forced his softening cock out of my ass.

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

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

"Soon"I replied in agreement .