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

With local University connections, I am able to defecate use of the 5 different gymnasium and work-out centers on campus, in increase to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pond I spend way to a greater extent prison term looking at the college girl, than anything or anyone else.

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

Of class, in using the showers, there is generally the expectation that other guy rope will be showering also. I have never looked at cat, as I might look at young lady, thinking how much I'd dearest to bed them. They are just other nude men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slob, just an older, out of conformation guy.

One evening, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my exercising. I went into the locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some Guy wear towels around their waist, and flip floating-point operation on their fundament, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower bath way, which has 3 lavish heads on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad scholarly person, about 30 or 32 years of age. I didn't say anything to him, advert my towel on the hooking, and turned the water supply on, and when it got to temperature, I began soaping up. As I soaped up, I turned my rachis to the exhibitor head and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his tomentum. I saw his penis. wellspring, not a member, but a shaft. fountainhead, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 foundation improbable, this former guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average body type, short hair, and sporty shaven.

I turned away firm, so as not to make him think I was checking him out, ( I was ) I didn't want to have a fit, 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 locker, leaving wet foot print on the story as I went.

Reaching my locker, there was this Saame black man, still nude sculpture, drying off. I said hullo, he said Hi back.

I opened my locker and sat on the terrace. As soon as I did, he moved in front end of me to open his cabinet door, which turned out to be mightily next to mine. As he leaned over his cock was decent in battlefront of me, no more than a invertebrate foot from my sassing. 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 pes away, and got dressed.

After he finished dressing, he turned and left. I was still sitting there, picturing his beautiful prick right field before me. Mmmmmm. You see, I am relatively inexperient 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 cat I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to care about being respectable. Few got tested, many played with random strangers. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. Having said that, I had a exceptional fetish for lightlessness tool. Big, small, it was irrelevant. Black cock was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a real live uncut pecker in my life-time. Not even on in high spirits schoolhouse footlocker 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 calamitous cock on the way habitation, the next day. I couldn't get it out of my thinker. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would have gotten myself beat up, and never be able to bring back to that gym. You never know how things might turn out.

The following evening, I went to the gym a trivial earlier. I finished my exercise, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the like 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 stand for ? 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 night, yes I went to the gym, later than usual. I changed and went into the work out elbow room, and there he was. I hope I didn't bloom. I got veridical nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my physical exercise. He saw me across the room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to pass out. I was running all sort of things through my nous. Did he need me ? Fuck that was cockeyed. Was it ? Was he just being well-disposed ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't concentrate worth a shit.

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

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

I opened my oculus, looked up, RIGHT UP THE PANT LEGS OF HIS drawers DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS BLACK COCK hanging above me. I almost dropped the barbell.

He caught it."Sorry, didn't mean to startle 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 fucking god. Him ? Me ? In the showers together ? I mentally slapped myself. Hard. Several times.

He was smiling at me.

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

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

We undressed, hung our workout gear in the lockers and walked to the showers. I caught that he didn't cover himself with his towel tonight. We entered the showers, both taking the Saami 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 public 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 dawning, but at dark, if I miss the morning."

I noticed he was spending an inordinate measure of time lathering his cock, which definatly was getting business 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 voice,"It's all right"

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

"It really is alright ”, he said."I don't psyche if you look. You're not the maiden guy to look at this turncock"

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 inches from my oral cavity. I could open my mouth, and take back 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 subscribe it in your rima oris"

"No, not here, mortal might overhear us."

"Aaaahh. You might be right."He sounded somewhat let down."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 insect bite to eat, or a drink, just talk some…"

That seemed safe. 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 peter bobbing and swinging as he moved. I couldn't assistance myself.

We exited the gym, we started to plow get out, I told him"Let me throw my bag in my car"I walked into the parking lot, popped the tree trunk, and threw my bag in."Ready. Let's go."

We walked down the sidewalk in the growing swarthiness. 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 threshold, and up the stairs beyond."Top of the stairs, turn right"he said.

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

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

It was a nice situation, clean, and neat, especially for a bingle guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a twain of boxful."Here"he said, handing one to me."spread 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 years. But when I saw you looking at me the first Night, something started burning at the al-Qaida of my shaft, which I had to fulfill. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV exam outfit at the drug stock. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of bodily fluids between adult. That okay with you ?"

I was happy at this play of case, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no acting without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that progeny."Yes, very well, thank you"While at the same clip 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 effect. After 20 second, both showed a single bar on the tryout 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 set up as I began to disrobe.

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

"I knew that the kickoff Nox in the showers. I just wasn't sure if you were homosexual, or peculiar, that's all"

"I am not a homophile,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking cock. And…I have a phantasy about sucking a black prick, and I liked the facial expression of yours. I am married, I need to be measured"

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

A shiver ran down my acantha 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 dick. Immediately, it began rising to to the full callousness. It was very prissy, indeed. I held it, and brought my headspring towards him."Can I taste you ?"I asked

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

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his hammer, licking all over the heading. I was in nirvana, I could palpate my cock was rock tough. I laved the brain of his hammer with my saliva, then the moment of truth. I started to slide his thick member into my mouth. It was boneheaded. I loved it. I was wide open, my sassing forming a cachet around the circumference of his shaft. He wasn't, adverse to myth and lore, that long, but he was stocky. I wanted to see how far I could take him in. I prided myself in my deep throating ability, but this was stocky. 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 cock as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my throat. tinker's damn this was hard.

I felt his hands on the binding 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 let down 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 mitt on his ass nerve, 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 relax my throat enough, but getting air was the problem. After I don't sleep with how longsighted, my backtalk touched his pubis at the alkali of his cock.

I had done it ! I took him all the way in. I held him for a here and now, until I ran out of air. championship off, I looked into his heart."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the first time you looked at my cock. You had the thirst. You would do it"

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

I no longer had to do any body of work, he held my head. 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 thickset mass of his cum filling my sassing and sliding down my pharynx. It tasted wonderful.

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

Jim picked me up off the level, and helped me to his sofa. Kneeling between my legs, he apparently noticed my fluent shaft and balls, contrasting to my overall hairy body, for the first base time."Hmmm. I like the feeling of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my carrier bag with is feel tips."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

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

"Really ? I didn't know they made anything to use on genital organ or facial surface area"he said

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical burns using these intersection in the yesteryear"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, trunk pick for Men."I told him."Use it on my prick, balls and around my son of a bitch, no problems"

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

He put my feet down, and in the same move, bent grass and swallowed my cock. 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 wooden leg, licking and gently sucking my balls.

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

I future felt his natural language on my taint, bringing a soft groan of delight from me, then, before I could really get into it, his tongue plunged into my ass kettle of fish. Jim ate my ass like a man possessed.

I couldn't get enough of this. I'd had girls lick at my hind end hole somewhat tentatively before, and guy fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my hole like he was trying to separate it from my physical structure, alternating it with trying to stick his knife in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My cock was the knockout it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy grin on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hip joint back so my breast was on the couch. I felt him pull me to him, his cock touching my ass golf hole. It was erotic, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick putz 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 life-threatening 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 President George W. Bush tickle me around my bastard."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His Lucille Ball slapped my balls as he rode my ass. I relaxed my formerly rigorous maw, enjoying the stretch and pressing in my arse.

My cock hung between my branch hard and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping auditory sensation as his abdomen struck my ass impertinence. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass ass.

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

I felt a belief like a bolt of lightning of lightning through the foot of my cock, and I started shooting lump of thick whiteness cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass fix.

"OH FUCK ! NOW ! CUMMING"he hollered.

I felt a warm feeling in my raw ass as he filled my ass, and coated the raw lining with his come.

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

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

Soon, I felt lovesome cum draining out my, I am certainly, gaping hole. It tickled as it ran down my Lucille Ball to drop onto the storey, 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 agreement .