I love cock. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not guy cable, as such, but pecker. I am wed, have it away my wife and family line, and will do nothing to endanger them or my wedding. But I love cock. Am I repeating myself ?

With local University connective, I am capable to make use of the 5 different gyms and work-out centers on campus, in addition to the 3 syndicate they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way more time looking at the co-eds, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gymnasium either early in the daybreak, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner party, close to 8pm. I try to pick on certain mean solar day when they are less herd. After my exercising, I always shower before going home.

Of course, in using the showers, there is generally the expectation that early bozo will be showering also. I have never looked at guy wire, as I might look at girls, 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 sure-enough, out of shape guy.

One even, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my exercising. I went into the locker way, stripped and headed to the rain shower. Some hombre wear towels around their waist, and flip bust on their groundwork, I walk bare, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 cascade drumhead on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a graduate scholarly person, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung my towel on the draw, 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 head 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 pecker. wellspring, not just a shaft, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 animal foot marvelous, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, intermediate body character, short hair, and clean shaven.

I turned away profligate, 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 rain shower elbow room. I finished a few second later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my locker, leaving wet foot prints on the flooring as I went.

Reaching my locker, there was this same inkiness man, still nude, drying off. I said hello, he said Hi back.

I opened my locker and sat on the workbench. As soon as I did, he moved in front of me to open his storage locker door, which turned out to be right next to mine. As he leaned over his cock was rightfulness in front of me, no to a greater extent than a understructure from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my head down, and, thank god, didn't pop a woody right there. He grabbed his wearing apparel, 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 stopcock right before me. Mmmmmm. You see, I am relatively inexperient in Man-Man sex, but what slight 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 unknown. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could revel being with. Having said that, I had a particular voodoo for black dick. Big, small-scale, it was irrelevant. Joseph Black rooster was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a veridical lively uncut cock in my spirit. Not even on high school 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 black cock on the way home, the next day. I couldn't get it out of my brain. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would have gotten myself beat up, and never be able-bodied to revert to that gym. You never know how affair might turn out.

The following evening, I went to the gym a short earlier. I finished my workout, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the Lapp 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 mean ? Was he hitting on me ? No way. I was making something out of null. Still….

I knew I shouldn't. I should remain away. The succeeding 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 nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my physical exertion. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to pass out. I was running all kinds of things through my psyche. Did he want me ? Fuck 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 undulation. I lay on the bench, pressing free weight, not paying attention to anything, when I heard a deep voice.

"Can I open you a hand ? Need a spotter for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eyes, looked up, right field UP THE PANT LEGS OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS Shirley Temple COCK hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

He caught it."Sorry, didn't mean value to jump 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 cascade"

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

He was smiling at me.

"Yeah, it's clip"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 creatures of habit, and took the same storage locker.

We undressed, hung our workout gear wheel in the lockers and walked to the shower bath. I caught that he didn't screening himself with his towel tonight. We entered the showers, both taking the like shower pass that we used the last time. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my back to the paries, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. name is Don"I replied."Nice to foregather you"

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

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

I noticed he was spending an excessive quantity of time lathering his cock, which definatly was getting firm.

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

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

I spun away, blushing and block

I heard his voice,"It's OK"

No issue, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the shower room. Sitting on the bench, drying myself, I sensed his mien. I looked up, he was a step from me, that magnificent cock almost totally rear. I know my oral fissure opened, and my jaw dropped.

"It really is O.K. ”, he said."I don't creative thinker if you look. You're not the maiden 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 hard cock was less than a few inch from my oral cavity. I could give my mouth, 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 charter it in your sass"

"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 drink, just talk some…"

That seemed good. At to the lowest degree he didn't seem like he was going to beat me."Alright, let's snatch 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 become left, I told him"Let me flip my bag in my car"I walked into the parking lot, popped the trunk, and threw my bag in."set up. Let's go."

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

I looked at him."This isn't a restaurant, 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 stair, turn right"he said.

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

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

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

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

He re-entered, carrying a duet 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 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 several old age. But when I saw you looking at me the first dark, something started burning at the base of my cock, which I had to satisfy. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test outfit 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 play of events, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no acting without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that yield."Yes, very in effect, give thanks you"While at the same fourth dimension 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 proceedings, both showed a single bar on the trial run slip, indicating we were both HIV negative.

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

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

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

"I am not a gay,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking cock. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a contraband turncock, and I liked the flavor of yours. I am married, I need to be measured"

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

A shiver ran down my spine as he that"regular"…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 unfeelingness. It was very prissy, indeed. I held it, and brought my head towards him."Can I smack you ?"I asked

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

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his shaft, licking all over the pass. I was in heaven, I could palpate my cock was rock hard. I laved the head of his peter with my spittle, then the moment of accuracy. I started to slide his thick member into my backtalk. It was thick. I loved it. I was wide open, my lip forming a seal around the perimeter 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 ability, but this was buddy-buddy. 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 often saliva on that dick as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my throat. Damn this was hard.

I felt his hands on the back of my straits, not pulling, but urging me to take Thomas More. I had to take a breather. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his disappointed case."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 cheeks, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing immediate breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could loose my pharynx enough, but getting air was the problem. After I don't do it how long, my lips touched his loins 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 eye."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the first meter you looked at my cock. You had the thirstiness. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his nut, 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 body of work, he held my fountainhead. And fucked my throat. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my oral cavity and throat.

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

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

Jim picked me up off the floor, and helped me to his couch. Kneeling between my legs, he apparently noticed my suave cock and formal, contrasting to my boilersuit hairy organic structure, for the initiative time."Hmmm. I like the looks of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my carrier bag with is finger's breadth peak."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a tomentum remotion liquidity from the drug store"

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

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical substance Nathan Birnbaum using these intersection in the past"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, Body ointment for Men."I told him."Use it on my cock, glob and around my asshole, no problems"

"Oh my ”, he said"Let me see"He grabbed my mortise joint, lifting my feet up, until he got a full 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 pecker. 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 adjacent felt his lingua on my taint, bringing a lenient groan of joy from me, then, before I could really get into it, his natural language plunged into my ass hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had girls lick at my bottom hole somewhat tentatively before, and guys fingering me, but this was eminently pleasurable. He sucked my hole like he was trying to break up it from my body, alternating it with trying to baffle his glossa in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock was the unvoiced it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy grinning on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my chest was on the couch. I felt him pull up me to him, his tool touching my ass hole. It was titillating, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick turncock deep into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his tongue, and relaxed my muscle, that he got in without any serious pain. 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 asshole."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His lump slapped my balls as he taunt my ass. I relaxed my formerly loaded kettle of fish, enjoying the stretching and air pressure in my asshole.

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

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

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

"OH nookie ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warm feeling in my raw ass as he filled my ass, and coated the raw liner with his seminal fluid.

He collapsed on top of me, panting like a knight just finishing a race at Saratoga track.

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

Soon, I felt warm cum draining out my, I am sure, gaping hole. It tickled as it ran down my clod to drip onto the flooring, 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 accord .