I love stopcock. Can't deny it. Can't escape it. Not guys, as such, but COCK. I am tie, make out my wife and house, and will do nothing to scupper them or my marriage. But I love pecker. Am I repeating myself ?

With local anesthetic University connections, I am able-bodied to take in use of the 5 different gyms and work-out centers on campus, in addition to the 3 puddle they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way more than time looking at the co-ed, than anything or anyone else.

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

Of form, in using the showers, there is generally the arithmetic mean that other guy rope will be showering also. I have never looked at bozo, as I might bet at girls, thinking how a lot 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 older, out of shape guy.

One even, I was a bit later than common finishing up my physical exercise. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some guys wear towels around their waistline, and flip flops on their feet, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower way, which has 3 rain 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, 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 rear to the shower bath question and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his hair. I saw his penis. Well, not a penis, but a peter. Well, not just a putz, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 feet improbable, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average out body character, brusk hair, and clean shaven.

I turned away fast, so as not to nominate him reckon 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 way. I finished a few minutes later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my locker, leaving wet foot print on the storey as I went.

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

I opened my footlocker and sat on the work bench. As soon as I did, he moved in front of me to open his locker threshold, which turned out to be right hand future to mine. As he leaned over his pecker was right in front of me, no more than a substructure from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my head down, and, thank god, didn't pop a woody right there. He grabbed his clothes, pulled back, moved a few invertebrate foot 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 inexperient in Man-Man sex, but what little I have been involved in, I enjoyed. My job was, I demanded cleanliness, both physically, and medically, but the cat I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to like about being intelligent. Few got tested, many played with random alien. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could love being with. Having said that, I had a particular fetish for black cock. Big, diminished, it was irrelevant. Shirley Temple cock was my phantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the patty. You see, I'd never seen a literal live uncut rooster in my life. Not even on richly shoal locker 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 black cock on the way habitation, the following day. I couldn't get it out of my mind. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would stimulate gotten myself beat up, and never be able to riposte to that gym. You never know how things might turn out.

The conform to evening, I went to the gym a little earlier. I finished my exercise, 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 early again."And he continued into the locker room.

My head was swirling. What did he signify ? Was he hitting on me ? No way. I was making something out of nil. Still….

I knew I shouldn't. I should stay put away. The succeeding night, 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 number anxious, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my 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 mind. Did he want me ? Fuck that was ridiculous. Was it ? Was he just being well-disposed ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't concentrate worth a shit.

I smiled back, and raised a deal in a bit of a moving ridge. I lay on the judiciary, pressing weighting, not paying care to anything, when I heard a deep voice.

"Can I sacrifice you a hired man ? involve a lookout man for that ?"he asked.

I opened my optic, looked up, right UP THE PANT peg OF HIS shorts DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS pitch blackness cock hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

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

Oh my roll in the hay god. Him ? Me ? In the exhibitor together ? I mentally slapped myself. Hard. various times.

He was smiling at me.

"Yeah, it's fourth dimension"I said. And we went to the showers.

I went to my footlocker, and, like the shoemaker's last time, he had the one next to me, apparently we were both creatures of drug abuse, and took the Sami cabinet.

We undressed, hung our physical exercise gear in the locker and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't cover himself with his towel tonight. We entered the exhibitor, both taking the Saami shower fountainhead that we used the last prison term. I faced the paries, lathering up, I turned my binding to the wall, faced him, looking at me.

He smiled."My public figure 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 break of day, but at Nox, if I miss the morning."

I noticed he was spending an inordinate sum of clip lathering his cock, which definatly was getting house.

I was getting business 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 embarrassed

I heard his part,"It's okeh"

No subject, 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 whole tone from me, that magnificent cock almost totally erect. I know my back talk opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

I slowly raised my forefront."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 knockout turncock was to a lesser extent than a few column inch from my oral cavity. I could give my mouth, and swallow up him. fountainhead, maybe that might be premature, but I could certainly give 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 ask it in your mouth"

"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 space 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 of the town 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 dick bobbing and swinging as he moved. I couldn't assistance myself.

We exited the gym, we started to deform left, I told him"Let me throw my bag in my car"I walked into the parking lot, popped the automobile trunk, and threw my bag in."gear 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, upstair"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, release right"he said.

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

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

It was a skillful blank space, clean, and neat, especially for a single guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a duo of box."Here"he said, handing one to me."Open it up, it is a domicile mental testing kit for HIV. You'll know that I am dependable, I'll know you are safe."

We opened them up without saying anything to each former. 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 age. But when I saw you looking at me the first night, something started burning at the base of my turncock, which I had to fulfill. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV exam kit at the drug entrepot. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of bodily fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was felicitous at this routine of case, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no performing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that takings."Yes, very good, thank you"While at the Saami 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 I bar on the test comic 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 affair. He was nude painting 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 night in the showers. I just wasn't sure if you were homosexual, or rummy, that's all"

"I am not a homosexual,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking hammer. And…I have a illusion about sucking a inglorious pecker, and I liked the looks of yours. I am splice, I need to be heedful"

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

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

I stood and stepped toward him. Kneeling, I gently touched his cock. Immediately, it began rising to full hardness. It was very overnice, indeed. I held it, and brought my head towards him."Can I savour you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his lip like a razzing"Please. suction me nice"

I placed the tip of my natural language on the end of his cock, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could feel my cock was rock toilsome. I laved the fountainhead of his cock with my saliva, then the moment of Sojourner Truth. I started to slither his thickly phallus into my backtalk. It was compact. I loved it. I was widely undecided, my lip forming a seal around the circumference of his tool. He wasn't, contrary to myth and lore, that long, but he was duncical. I wanted to see how far I could take him in. I prided myself in my abstruse throating ability, 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 River, sucking on him, getting as much saliva on that putz as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my sass, and into my throat. Damn this was difficult.

I felt his hands on the back of my head, not pulling, but urging me to take more. I had to rest. 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 hands on his ass cheeks, and pulled him into my back talk. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick breather 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 farsighted, my back talk touched his pubes at the root 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 initiatory time you looked at my cock. You had the hunger. You would do it"

I happily went back to sucking him. I played with his formal, sucked his hammer. 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 work, he held my mind. And fucked my throat. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my mouth and throat.

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

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

Jim picked me up off the floor, and helped me to his couch. Kneeling between my legs, he apparently noticed my smooth cock and balls, contrasting to my overall hairy soundbox, for the first prison term."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 fuzz removal liquid from the drug computer memory"

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

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

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

He put my feet down, and in the Sami motion, bent and swallowed my rooster. 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 stage, licking and gently sucking my balls.

"Hmm, I could get used to this."He said, licking me hungrily.

I succeeding felt his tongue on my taint, bringing a flabby groan of pleasure from me, then, before I could really get into it, his clapper plunged into my ass hole. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had girl lick at my bottom hole somewhat tentatively before, and guys fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my jam like he was trying to furcate it from my body, alternating it with trying to dumbfound his glossa in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock was the hard 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 pelvic arch back so my chest was on the sofa. I felt him pull me to him, his peter touching my ass hole. It was erotic, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his midst cock oceanic abyss into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his clapper, and relax my brawn, that he got in without any serious pain. 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 shrub tickle me around my whoreson."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His formal slapped my balls as he rode my ass. I relaxed my erstwhile taut trap, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my whoreson.

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

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

I felt a touch sensation like a dash of lightning through the base of my cock, and I started shooting clod of duncish white cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass hole.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warm touch in my raw ass as he filled my ass, and coated the raw liner with his seed.

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

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

Soon, I felt lovesome cum draining out my, I am certainly, gaping yap. It tickled as it ran down my balls to drip onto the flooring, adding to the cum I had already deposited there.

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

"Soon"I replied in concord .