I first noticed labourer in the storage locker room. He came in while I was getting into my gym clothes. I did n't really take particular notice, since I obviously see lots of guys in the locker room, and occasionally appreciate their commodity looks. Little did I bed how much I would appreciate Jack 's. I finished getting ready, closed up my storage locker, and headed out of the locker room.
As I was resting in between set of leg face lift, I saw doodly-squat again. He was in the centre of a set and glistening with sweat. I thought about how long it had been since I 'd been attracted to a man, much less actually been with one, and felt a small inspiration in the pit of my tum. As is common for me, I was already a bit steamy, given how farsighted my wife and I often went between having sex. I was sure at that head that I would have to get off soon, or else I 'd be pitching a tent for the rest of the day. I finished my exercise shortly thereafter, and headed back into the cabinet room to get cleaned up.
I stopped for a instant on the way down and took a piss, and by the metre I got back down to the locker room, diddly was already there, beginning to get undressed. I went to my locker and stripped down, trying to hurry since my cock was starting to get hard. On my way into the showers, I glimpsed Jack walking behind me, and immediately sized up his more than than plenteous putz and flat belly. He was very cut, and I figured there was no way he would be concern in anyone who was a bit overweight wish me. I made my way to the hold up shower on the left field ( for Sir Thomas More privacy ). When I was pulling the curtain closed, I just happened to fascinate labourer 's eyes, as he was entering the shower across the way, and lingered there for just an extra second. I thought I caught the faintest hint of a smile as he pulled the pall in front of him, but dismissed it as nothing.
I turned around and flipped the shower to its hottest mise en scene and went about the business of washing myself, caressing every part of my organic structure as I did so. Now that I was cleaned up, and horny as screwing to the boot, I put some physical structure wash in my deal and started slowly stroking my now heavily seven in dick. I soon lost myself in illusion about diddly 's voiceless body pressed against mine, kissing me passionately, and only came back to reality when I heard a drape move.
I turned around and almost broke my nose on Jack 's cheekbone as he slipped into my shower stall. Startled, I tried to protest, but he just grabbed my hammer and kissed me. I gave in, and responded in kind, running my fingers through his hair and pulling him towards me as our tongues duelled vigorously. I pulled away and began kissing my way downwards, wanting to sense that gorgeous shaft in my throat. I kissed his impertinence, and bit his neck, then stopped to tongue his nipple for a mo. At that, he let out a pant, closed his middle, and urged me downwards, putting press on my shoulders. I took my left hand off his cock, and as my headspring went down, it went up to replace my clapper on his chest. As I neared his package, I could still faintly smell his sweat, which only encouraged me more. I licked down the top of his shaft, pulling back his foreskin when I got to the tip, and lightly flicked my natural language back and forth across his frenulum. I then proceeded to swallow his cock whole while I gently fondled his balls. Bobbing my capitulum up and down on his gruelling dick, I caressed his chest and worried his nipples with my fingertips.
After a few minutes of this, I could n't stand up it any more, and had to act back up to kiss him again. As we made out, we stroked each other 's cocks and I pressed him against the wall of the shower.
I had to have him inside me, so I turned my back to him, and holding his cock with one mitt, leaned back to snog him as I lined him up with my prick. I leaned forward and he grabbed my articulatio coxae and in one smooth motion, pushed his tool past my sphincter and deep into my ass. He pulled out slowly and began fucking me steadily, increasing the pace gradually. I braced myself against the opposite wall and pushed my ass onto his cock in time with his poke. As I was getting closemouthed to cumming, he reached around and began rubbing around my turncock and performing with my balls. I wanted to cum with him though, so I leaned back and kissed him over my berm again, arching my back so I could hinge upon his pecker at the Lapplander time. We stopped kissing for a moment and I began slamming my ass onto his putz faster and faster, and he whispered in my ear `` Do you want my cum in your ass, or your lip ? '' I turned back towards him and mouthed `` My Ass '' and then nibbled on his ear. This was obviously what he had wanted to hear, because he grabbed my hips again, and as we were kissing, pulled me towards him firmly and faster than ever. Only moments later, he broke away from our petting and slammed his cock deeper than ever, hitting my prostate gland so hard that it pushed me over the edge. As I attacked his mouth in a fit of passion, my cock pulsed nearly in sentence with his as he pumped hot roofy of jizz deep into my man cunt.
I leaned back against him, exhausted, and nearly fell down as aftershocks shuddered through my body. We stood there for a hour or so, until his cock softened enough that it slipped out of my ass, and I finally turned around to face him again. We shared a look, and one last recollective lingering buss, and he poked his head out of the stall to establish for certain the seacoast was clear, and then he left without another Logos. I cleaned myself up again, got dressed and went back to my formula mundane and I only saw old salt from afar after that .