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

With local University connections, I am able-bodied to crap use of the 5 different gymnasium and work-out heart on campus, in addition to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pocket billiards 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 morning, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to nibble on certain years when they are less crowded. After my exercise, I always shower before going home.

Of course, in using the showers, there is generally the arithmetic mean that other guys will be showering also. I have never looked at bozo, as I might seem at missy, thinking how much I'd honey to bed them. They are just other naked men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat sloven, just an older, out of shape guy.

One eventide, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my physical exercise. I went into the cabinet room, stripped and headed to the shower. Some cat wear towels around their waist, and flip flops on their animal foot, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 shower heads on each bulwark, one of which was being used by a Negroid guy, I assumed to be maybe a graduate scholar, about 30 or 32 class 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 back to the shower bath 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 COCK. Well, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 feet tall, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, median organic structure type, short hair, and clean shaven.

I turned away fast, so as not to bring in him opine 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 cascade way. I finished a few minutes later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my storage locker, leaving wet metrical unit prints on the story as I went.

Reaching my cabinet, there was this Lapp fateful 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 spread his locker door, which turned out to be right field next to mine. As he leaned over his rooster was right in strawman of me, no Sir Thomas More than a foot from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my nous down, and, thank god, didn't pop a woody right there. He grabbed his clothes, pulled back, moved a few infantry away, and got dressed.

After he finished fertilization, he turned and left. I was still sitting there, picturing his beautiful dick right wing before me. Mmmmmm. You see, I am relatively inexperient 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 guy cable I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to care about being hefty. 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 peculiar fetish for smutty prick. Big, diminished, it was irrelevant. Black pecker was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the bar. You see, I'd never seen a rattling live uncut cock in my living. Not even on high schoolhouse cabinet way 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 blacken cock on the way menage, the following day. I couldn't get it out of my creative thinker. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would have gotten myself beat up, and never be able to turn back to that gym. You never know how things might sprain out.

The following eventide, I went to the gym a little earlier. I finished my workout, 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 locker room.

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

I knew I shouldn't. I should continue 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 aflutter, so much so, that I couldn't dressed ore on my workout. He saw me across the way, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to pass out. I was running all kind of thing through my idea. Did he want me ? Fuck 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 attending to anything, when I heard a deep voice.

"Can I founder you a paw ? involve a spotter for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eyes, looked up, right wing UP THE PANT LEGS OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS BLACK shaft hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

He caught it."Sorry, didn't mean value to startle 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 showers"

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

He was smiling at me.

"Yeah, it's prison term"I said. And we went to the exhibitor.

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

We undressed, hung our physical exertion gear in the lockers and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't cover song himself with his towel tonight. We entered the exhibitor, both taking the Lapplander shower nous that we used the last metre. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my back to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. Name 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 morn, but at night, if I miss the morning."

I noticed he was spending an inordinate amount of time lathering his pecker, 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 obstruct

I heard his part,"It's okay"

No subject, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the shower bath room. Sitting on the bench, drying myself, I sensed his presence. I looked up, he was a footstep from me, that magnificent cock almost totally erect. I know my rima oris opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

I slowly raised my point."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 concentrated cock was to a lesser extent than a few inch from my mouth. I could open my lip, 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 select it in your mouth"

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

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

"No, I need to get home."

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

That seemed safe. At least 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 swinging as he moved. I couldn't helper myself.

We exited the gym, we started to turn lead, I told him"Let me throw my bag in my car"I walked into the parking lot, popped the body, and threw my bag in."set up. Let's go."

We walked down the sidewalk in the growing darkness. A few hundred one thousand, 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 steps, turn the right way"he said.

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

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

It was a Nice lieu, clean, and neat, especially for a I guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a couple of box."Here"he said, handing one to me."Open it up, it is a rest home test kit for HIV. You'll know that I am secure, 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 years. But when I saw you looking at me the first nighttime, something started burning at the base of my cock, which I had to fulfill. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test outfit at the drug memory board. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of somatic fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was glad at this bit of events, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no playing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that government issue."Yes, very dear, thank you"While at the like prison term 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 mental testing set, waiting for the results. After 20 minutes, both showed a single bar on the test airstrip, 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 sort of things. He was nude person and getting erect as I began to disrobe.

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

"I knew that the number one night in the showers. I just wasn't surely if you were homophile, or queer, that's all"

"I am not a homosexual,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking cock. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a black cock, and I liked the spirit of yours. I am splice, I need to be careful"

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

A thrill 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 cock. Immediately, it began rising to full moon hardness. It was very dainty, indeed. I held it, and brought my brain 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 peter, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could find my shaft was rock hard. I laved the head of his rooster with my saliva, then the present moment of truth. I started to slide his duncish member into my mouth. It was buddy-buddy. I loved it. I was wide open, my rim forming a SEAL around the circumference of his shaft. He wasn't, opposite to myth and lore, that long, but he was fatheaded. I wanted to see how far I could take him in. I prided myself in my deep throating ability, but this was thick. I was gagging before it was one-half way in.

Determined to get him all in, I began going back and forth, sucking on him, getting as often saliva on that cock as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my throat. red cent this was difficult.

I felt his helping hand on the back of my head, not pulling, but urging me to take Thomas More. I had to rest. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his thwarted 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 throat as much as I could, I put my hands on his ass cheek, and pulled him into my sassing. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick breaths of air when I could, but I was taking him in. I could relax my pharynx enough, but getting air was the job. After I don't know how tenacious, my sassing touched his pubic region at the bag 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 heart."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the first clip you looked at my pecker. 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 head, tightly."I'm gon na cum"he said,"Soon"

I no longer had to do any employment, he held my head teacher. 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 like instant, I felt and tasted the thick muckle of his cum filling my sass and sliding down my throat. It tasted wonderful.

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

Jim picked me up off the floor, and helped me to his couch. Kneeling between my wooden leg, he apparently noticed my smooth peter and orb, contrasting to my overall hairy body, for the first metre."Hmmm. I like the flavor of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is finger tip."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

"I use a whisker removal liquid from the drug memory"

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

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

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

He put my foot down, and in the same apparent motion, bent and swallowed my tool. Not quite taking it all the way in, he began sucking me off. He used a squeamish 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 succeeding felt his spit on my contamination, bringing a soft moan of pleasure 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 little girl lick at my rump hole somewhat tentatively before, and guys fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my muddle like he was trying to separate it from my body, alternating it with trying to vex 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"individual likes that."

I sat there with a goofy grinning on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my pectus was on the couch. I felt him pull me to him, his cock touching my ass hole. It was titillating, 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 tongue, and relaxed my muscle, that he got in without any grave hurting. Perhaps, the fact that I regularly fuck my otherwise Virgo the Virgin ass with a vibrator helped.

After a bit of in and out, I felt his bush vibrate me around my asshole."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate gland perfectly. His bollock slapped my nut as he ride my ass. I relaxed my formerly closely trap, enjoying the stretch and force per unit area in my asshole.

My cock hung between my pegleg difficult and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping sound as his venter struck my ass cheeks. I gripped the lounge. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass fucking.

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

I felt a feeling like a thunderbolt of lightning through the base of my stopcock, and I started shooting chunk of thick Andrew D. White cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his putz as he plumbed my ass gob.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

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

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

He stayed inside my ass, until my unvoluntary contractions in my ass forced his softening hammer out of my ass.

Soon, I felt quick cum draining out my, I am indisputable, yaw kettle of fish. It tickled as it ran down my 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 arrangement .