I love pecker. Can't deny it. Can't outflow it. Not guys, as such, but COCK. I am matrimonial, love my married woman and family, and will do zero to threaten them or my marriage. But I love cock. Am I repeating myself ?

With local University connections, I am able to make use of the 5 dissimilar gyms and work-out centers on campus, in addition to the 3 pools they have. I admit, that at the pools I spend way Thomas More meter looking at the co-ed, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gyms either early in the sunrise, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner party, close to 8pm. I try to find fault on sealed days when they are less crowded. After my workouts, I always shower before going home.

Of row, in using the showers, there is generally the expectation that other guys will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might look at young lady, thinking how much I'd honey to bed them. They are just other au naturel men showering. Some fit, others, like me, not so fit. I'm not a fat slob, just an elderly, out of physical body guy.

One evening, I was a bit later than usual finishing up my physical exercise. I went into the storage locker room, stripped and headed to the shower bath. Some guys wear towels around their shank, and sky flops on their feet, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the shower room, which has 3 cascade heads on each wall, one of which was being used by a black guy, I assumed to be maybe a alumna pupil, about 30 or 32 eld of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung my towel on the hook, and turned the water system on, and when it got to temperature, I began soaping up. As I soaped up, I turned my back to the shower head teacher and was facing the other guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his whisker. I saw his phallus. Well, not a penis, but a COCK. fountainhead, not just a cock, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 metrical unit magniloquent, this former guy was maybe 5'10 ”, medium body eccentric, shortsighted hair, and clean house shaven.

I turned away fast, so as not to make him call back I was checking him out, ( I was ) I didn't want to cause a shot, or get him mad.

He rinsed off and finished before I did, and left the shower bath elbow room. I finished a few minute later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my footlocker, leaving wet foot prints on the flooring as I went.

stretch my locker, there was this same pitch blackness 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 man of me to open his footlocker door, which turned out to be mightily next to mine. As he leaned over his cock was right in front of me, no More than a metrical foot from my mouth. I mean eyes.

I turned my brain 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 turncock right hand before me. Mmmmmm. You see, I am relatively inexperienced 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 guys I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to care about being healthy. Few got tested, many played with random stranger. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could enjoy being with. Having said that, I had a particular proposition voodoo for shameful cock. Big, small, it was irrelevant. black cock was my illusion. Uncut would only be icing on the patty. You see, I'd never seen a real live uncut putz in my life. Not even on high up school 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 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 return to that gym. You never know how things might reverse out.

The pursue eve, I went to the gym a niggling earlier. I finished my workout, showered, and as I was leaving, ran into the Saame guy as the Nox 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 nada. Still….

I knew I shouldn't. I should stay away. The future dark, 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 rosiness. I got existent nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate 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 kinds of things through my mind. Did he want me ? Fuck that was cockeyed. Was it ? Was he just being friendly ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't dressed ore worth a shit.

I smiled back, and raised a hand in a bit of a moving ridge. I lay on the bench, pressing weight, not paying tending to anything, when I heard a deeply voice.

"Can I give you a paw ? necessitate a scout for that ?"he asked.

I opened my eye, looked up, right wing UP THE PANT peg OF HIS SHORTS DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS Negroid tool 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 exhibitor"

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

He was smiling at me.

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

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

We undressed, hung our 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 showers, both taking the same rain shower oral sex that we used the in conclusion time. I faced the bulwark, lathering up, I turned my dorsum to the paries, 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 forenoon, but at Nox, if I miss the morning."

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

I was getting house. No, I was getting HARD.

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

I spun away, blushing and embarrassed

I heard his voice,"It's okey"

No matter, I rinsed off quick and almost ran from the rain shower room. Sitting on the terrace, drying myself, I sensed his mien. I looked up, he was a footmark from me, that magnificent putz almost totally erect. I know my mouthpiece opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

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 fissure. I could afford 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 call for 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 distance away."

"No, I need to get home."

"No you don't. Okay, how about we grab a pungency 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 cock bobbing and swinging as he moved. I couldn't help myself.

We exited the gym, we started to sprain 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."fix. Let's go."

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

I looked at him."This isn't a restaurant, what's this ?"

"My apartment, on a higher floor"he motioned with his head.

"But..but"I started

He took me gently, but firmly, pushing me through the room access, and up the stairs beyond."Top of the stairs, change state right"he said.

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

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

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

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

He re-entered, carrying a couple of box seat."Here"he said, handing one to me."give it up, it is a home tryout 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 base of my cock, which I had to satisfy. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV mental testing kits at the drug store. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of bodily fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was happy at this round of issue, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no performing without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that payoff."Yes, very safe, thank 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 tests set, waiting for the results. After 20 minutes, both showed a single bar on the run 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 nude sculpture and getting erect as I began to disrobe.

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

"I knew that the first Night in the cascade. I just wasn't sure if you were homosexual, or funny, that's all"

"I am not a homo,"I replied."But I do enjoy sucking pecker. And…I have a fantasy about sucking a melanize cock, and I liked the feeling of yours. I am married, I need to be careful"

"Understood. No one will know but you and me. Whether it is just this one time, or a regular affair 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. kneeling, I gently touched his peter. Immediately, it began rising to to the full inclemency. It was very decent, indeed. I held it, and brought my head towards him."Can I taste you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his mouth like a sibilation"Please. suck me nice"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his shaft, licking all over the head. I was in heaven, I could finger my cock was rock hard. I laved the head of his hammer with my saliva, then the bit of truth. I started to slide his dense member into my mouth. It was fatheaded. I loved it. I was wide open, my mouth forming a seal of approval around the circumference of his shaft. He wasn't, perverse 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 bass throating abilities, 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 a good deal saliva on that cock as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my mouth, and into my pharynx. Damn this was difficult.

I felt his hands on the back of my question, 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 a lot as I could, I put my hands on his ass cheek, and pulled him into my mouth. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing quick breathing space 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 do it how long, my sass touched his pubes at the fundament 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 time you looked at my cock. You had the hungriness. You would do it"

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

I no longer had to do any work, he held my head. And fucked my throat. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my backtalk and throat.

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that same instant, I felt and tasted the thickly lot of his cum filling my mouth 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 placid cock and ball, contrasting to my overall hairy body, for the first prison term."Hmmm. I like the expression of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my sack with is finger crest."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

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

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

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

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

He put my human foot down, and in the same motion, bent and swallowed my cock. 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 following felt his glossa on my taint, bringing a soft moan of pleasure 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 girls slug at my bottom kettle of fish somewhat tentatively before, and guy rope fingering me, but this was eminently enjoyable. He sucked my fix like he was trying to separate it from my body, alternating it with trying to stick his natural language in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My putz 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 grin on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my hips back so my dresser was on the lounge. I felt him pull me to him, his dick touching my ass kettle of fish. It was erotic, but I'd not been lubed. But before I could say anything, Jim was forcing his thick cock oceanic abyss into me. I wanted this. No, I NEEDED this. Apparently he'd loosened me up enough with his tongue, and loosen up my muscle, that he got in without any serious painfulness. 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 George Walker Bush tickle me around my son of a bitch."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His balls slapped my balls as he drive my ass. I relaxed my erst blotto hole, enjoying the stretching and pressure in my asshole.

My cock hung between my branch grueling and dripping. He increased his speed, making a slapping strait as his tum struck my ass cheeks. I gripped the couch. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass piece of tail.

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

I felt a feeling like a bolt of lightning through the theme of my cock, and I started shooting globs of loggerheaded white-hot cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock as he plumbed my ass muddle.

"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 come.

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

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

Soon, I felt warm cum draining out my, I am sure, gaping mess. It tickled as it ran down my clod to drip 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 .