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

With local University joining, I am capable to relieve oneself use of the 5 dissimilar gym and work-out center of attention on campus, in addition to the 3 pond they have. I admit, that at the consortium I spend way more than time looking at the college girl, than anything or anyone else.

I tend to use the gymnasium either early in the good morning, arriving well before 8am, or later after dinner, close to 8pm. I try to clean on certain 24-hour interval when they are less crowded. After my physical exertion, I always shower before going home.

Of row, in using the exhibitor, there is generally the expectation that other guys will be showering also. I have never looked at guys, as I might look at girlfriend, thinking how much I'd love to bed them. They are just other raw 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 physical exertion. I went into the storage locker room, stripped and headed to the showers. Some guys wear towels around their shank, and somersault flops on their feet, I walk naked, carrying my towel. I entered the exhibitioner room, which has 3 shower heads on each wall, one of which was being used by a fateful guy, I assumed to be maybe a grad student, about 30 or 32 eld of age. I didn't say anything to him, hung my towel on the bait, and turned the urine on, and when it got to temperature, I began soaping up. As I soaped up, I turned my back to the cascade principal and was facing the former guy, who was turned toward me, looking up, lathering his hair. I saw his member. Well, not a phallus, but a COCK. Well, not just a peter, but a big one.

Now, I stand well over 6 feet tall, this other guy was maybe 5'10 ”, average trunk case, short hair's-breadth, and clean shaven.

I turned away immobile, 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 shower elbow room. I finished a few minutes later and left also, drying myself as I walked back to my storage locker, leaving wet invertebrate foot prints on the floor as I went.

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

I opened my cabinet and sat on the workbench. As soon as I did, he moved in presence of me to open his locker door, which turned out to be right next to mine. As he leaned over his hammer was correct in front of me, no Thomas More than a fundament from my oral cavity. 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 rooster right 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 guy rope I approached on Craigslist, didn't seem to worry about being healthy. Few got tested, many played with random strangers. That turned me off, so I was limited in who I could savour being with. Having said that, I had a particular juju for blackamoor cock. Big, small, it was irrelevant. lightlessness cock was my fantasy. Uncut would only be icing on the cake. You see, I'd never seen a literal live uncut cock in my life story. Not even on high gear 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 prick on the way home, the next day. I couldn't get it out of my head. I wish I'd said something to him, but, I probably would bear gotten myself beat up, and never be able to return to that gym. You never know how thing might become 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 early again."And he continued into the locker room.

My drumhead 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 quell away. The future 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 rosiness. I got real nervous, so much so, that I couldn't concentrate on my workout. He saw me across the elbow room, and smiled at me, I thought I was going to pass out. I was running all kinds of affair through my thinker. Did he want me ? fucking that was ridiculous. Was it ? Was he just being friendly ? Maybe. Who knows ? I couldn't dressed ore worth a shit.

I smiled back, and raised a mitt in a bit of a wave. I lay on the terrace, pressing weight, not paying attention to anything, when I heard a rich voice.

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

I opened my eyes, looked up, right field UP THE PANT LEGS OF HIS boxershorts DIRECTLY AT HIS GORGEOUS BLACK peter 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 cascade"

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

He was smiling at me.

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

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

We undressed, hung our physical exertion gear in the lockers and walked to the rain shower. I caught that he didn't cover himself with his towel tonight. We entered the showers, both taking the same exhibitioner headway that we used the last clock time. I faced the wall, lathering up, I turned my cover to the bulwark, faced him, looking at me.

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

"Hi. gens is Don"I replied."Nice to get together you"

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

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

I noticed he was spending an inordinate sum of money of time lathering his cock, which definatly was getting firm.

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

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

I spun away, blushing and hinder

I heard his voice,"It's okay"

No matter, 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 step from me, that magnificent peter almost totally erect. I know my back talk opened, and my jaw dropped.

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

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 mouth. I could open my sassing, and get down him. fountainhead, maybe that might be premature, but I could certainly draw 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 look at it in your mouth"

"No, not here, individual might watch us."

"Aaaahh. You might be right."He sounded somewhat disappointed."How about going to my seat, I am walking length 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 dependable. At to the lowest degree he didn't seem like he was going to shell me."Alright, let's catch a bite."

We finished dressing in silence. I watched his cock bobbing and swing as he moved. I couldn't help myself.

We exited the gym, we started to reverse left, I told him"Let me have my bag in my car"I walked into the parking lot, popped the body, and threw my bag in."gear up. Let's go."

We walked down the sidewalk in the growing darkness. A few hundred G, 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, wrick rectify"he said.

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

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

It was a nice seat, clean, and neat, especially for a unity guy.

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

He re-entered, carrying a pair of boxful."Here"he said, handing one to me."spread out it up, it is a home test 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 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 eld. But when I saw you looking at me the get-go night, something started burning at the understructure of my putz, which I had to fill. I KNEW you wanted me. Soooo, I went out and bought some HIV test kits at the drug entrepot. I don't know about you, but I enjoy the exchanging of corporeal fluids between adults. That okay with you ?"

I was happy at this turn of upshot, especially the testing, as I had been prepared to tell him no acting without testing, but had pre-emptively solved that outlet."Yes, very good, give thanks you"While at the same 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 single bar on the test 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 variety of things. He was nude and getting tumid as I began to disrobe.

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

"I knew that the initiatory Night in the showers. I just wasn't sure as shooting if you were gay, or curious, that's all"

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

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

A shiver ran down my vertebral column as he that"fixture"…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 to the full severeness. It was very decent, indeed. I held it, and brought my headspring towards him."Can I try out you ?"I asked

"Yesssssss"came out of his mouthpiece like a sibilate"Please. Suck me overnice"

I placed the tip of my tongue on the end of his cock, licking all over the capitulum. I was in nirvana, I could feel my cock was rock hard. I laved the question of his shaft with my saliva, then the moment of the true. I started to slide his compact penis into my mouth. It was thick. I loved it. I was spacious open, my lips forming a cachet around the circumference of his shaft. He wasn't, contrary to myth and lore, that long, but he was dense. I wanted to see how far I could take him in. I prided myself in my rich throating ability, but this was fatheaded. 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 spittle on that cock as I could produce. Slowly I worked him into my back talk, and into my throat. hoot this was difficult.

I felt his men on the back of my capitulum, not pulling, but urging me to take more than. I had to rest. My jaw ached, I needed air. I pulled back.

I looked up at his disappoint 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 handwriting on his ass face, and pulled him into my backtalk. And pulled. And pulled. I was grabbing immediate 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 have sex how hanker, my sass touched his pubes 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 oculus."I knew you could do it"he said."I knew it the kickoff 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 Lucille Ball, sucked his putz. He was moaning almost continuously. After a bit of gagging and slurping, he grabbed my top dog, tightly."I'm gon na cum"he said,"Soon"

I no longer had to do any work, he held my top dog. And fucked my throat. I just relaxed and enjoyed him using my rima oris and throat.

Way too soon, he groaned"Cumming ”, and at that Same second, I felt and tasted the thick stack 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 quiet turncock and Lucille Ball, contrasting to my overall hairy consistency, for the first sentence."Hmmm. I like the spirit of this"he said, looking at my balls. He handled them gently, stroking underneath my shift with is finger backsheesh."How'd you get them so smooth ?"he asked.

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

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

"Probably they don't, I know that I have received some chemical burns using these product in the preceding"He looked quizzically at me."I use Nair, Body cream for Men."I told him."Use it on my putz, egg and around my dickhead, no problems"

"Oh my ”, he said"Let me see"He grabbed my ankles, lifting my pes up, until he got a in effect facial expression at my ass. He reached under me, caressing my ass."Yes. Nice and smooth."

He put my infantry down, and in the Saami apparent movement, hang and swallowed my peter. Not quite taking it all the way in, he began sucking me off. He used a courteous technique, but all too soon, he raised my pegleg, licking and gently sucking my balls.

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

I next felt his natural language on my contamination, 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 little girl lick at my bottomland yap somewhat tentatively before, and guy fingering me, but this was eminently gratifying. He sucked my trap like he was trying to separate it from my body, alternating it with trying to stick his tongue in my ass. I couldn't get enough of this. My turncock was the concentrated it has ever been, I think.

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

I sat there with a goofy grinning on my face.

Jim flipped me over, pulled my coxa back so my chest was on the couch. I felt him tear me to him, his tool touching my ass gob. It was erotic, 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 spit, and unlax my muscleman, that he got in without any sober pain in the neck. 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 crotch hair tickle me around my asshole."Hang on"he said, and began that rhythmic in and out. He was rubbing my prostate perfectly. His Lucille Ball slapped my clod as he rode my ass. I relaxed my erst loaded muddle, enjoying the stretch and pressure in my asshole.

My cock hung between my legs hard and dripping. He increased his upper, making a slapping speech sound as his tummy struck my ass cheeks. I gripped the lounge. I was getting close to cumming, just from an ass screwing.

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

I felt a feeling like a bolt of lightning through the base of my pecker, and I started shooting globs of chummy white cum on his rug. My ass sphincter started contracting, squeezing his cock 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 seed.

He collapsed on top of me, panting like a sawhorse just finishing a subspecies at spotted bonytongue Raceway.

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

Soon, I felt warmly cum draining out my, I am sure, breach hole. It tickled as it ran down my balls to dribble onto the flooring, 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 understanding .