Great sex at the health club

introduction : This is a true narration, so don't expect any exaggerations like foot prospicient cocks or a gallon of cum ! ! It details how I met Ron and we progressed our"everything goes"sexual family relationship. Enjoy ! !

I first met Ron at the health nine I go to regularly. He was apparently a new member as I had never seen him before. Turns out we live not far apart in the same Ithiel Town. This would examine convenient in the future ! ! We're both fairly skimpy and fit. He's a few years older than I am.

The locker room at the clubhouse has a counter at one end with a large mirror and hair dryers. Though most of the guys I see there seem embarrassed or timid about being naked around each other, I've always been comfortable with my nudity. After I leave the shower and towel off, I stand naked at the counterpunch as I dry my hair AND my hammer, balls and bottom. My putz and balls are shaved. My wife and I have both decided being shaved is a dear estimate ; much better viewing as we have sex and a lot light to clean house up when we're done. On occasion, person at the gym will kvetch about my demeanour, but most ridicule don't say anything.

The first time I saw Ron, he had on jean but was naked to the waist as he came over to use the hair's-breadth drier. I saw his nipples were quite large for a man. As he used the drier, I noticed him sneaking aspect at my putz. This seemed to excite him as his nipples and the wickedness circles around them became vertical and wrinkled.

As he didn't say anything, when he finished using his drier, I turned mine off and turned to face him. I introduced myself, told him where I lived and asked if he was new. He blushed a bit and seemed to have trouble keeping his optic on my face."Yes, this is my initiative day here"he said as he turned to go."I'm here Monday, Wednesday and Friday sunup"I told him."I hope to see you again."

To my pleasant surprise, two days later when I made my adjacent sojourn to the gym, Ron was there as well. I saw him leave the shower, towel around his waistline, but as he began to dry off, I got a in force look at his cock. It was about 5-6"when soft, a bit cut compared to mine but with a really squeamish big purplish head, like a mushroom on it's stalking. The surprising but exciting thing I noticed was, that unlike virtually of the guys I had seen naked at this gym, his balls were shaved and he had just a diminished inverted triangle of brown curly hair pointing at the base of his putz !

As I stood at the mirror, using the dryer, Ron came over to do the Lapp, but today instead of jean he was wearing a very small pair of pale yellow bikini underpants that exposed a good portion of his round firm ass and barely contained his cock and egg. As we chatted, the swelling in his underpants increased. When soft, my prick is slightly longsighted than Ron's, but considerably thicker. I'm uncut with a nice long prepuce but when I slide the cutis back, the dusky head of my peter is at least as big as Ron's, and matches the diam of my beam. We were both trying to be thing of fact as we used the dryer, but I could palpate some stirring in my cock and was sure as shooting my putz forefront was beginning to bulge out a bit. I noted that a drib of pre-cum was forming at the tip as I used the dyer on my shaft and balls. I made trusted that Ron saw me scatter my ass buttock to dry my anus then we both got dressed. As we walked to the parking lot I said,"loved your choice of underwear."He said"Thanks. I've got a sapphire blue pair that are a bit smaller. I'll try to get into them adjacent time."

Sure enough, two mean solar day later, we were back at the dryer counter after showering and he had on what was essentially a neon blue angel lash ! ! His fully exposed ass looked so hot ! ! Fortunately there was no one else in the storage locker room at that instant because he took his teat between pollex and forefingers and began pulling and rolling them as he stared at my face in the mirror to see my reaction. Both our turncock quickly became puff up, mine being loose was more obvious than his, with the full head in champaign horizon as I was still naked. We quickly got dressed before anyone else could arrive and I said"I think we better talk about what's going on here."He said,"I was thinking the same thing."

We sat in my car in the parking lot and he put his hand on my crotch, which made me get a full hard-on for the maiden metre in our myopic family relationship. He was wearing a fairly tight jersey and his mammilla were very obvious as was the considerable bulge in his jeans."I said, I'm obviously attracted to and turned on by you and you seem to experience the same about me."We talked openly about our sex histories. We were both in monogamous relationship with strictly heterosexual person char. We both had thought of having sex with men without our collaborator's knowledge and we each confided that we'd had one premature male partner.

My previous collaborator, Alan, was a business organisation man who traveled often. I live close to an airport and whenever he was leaving for or returning from a head trip, we'd meet in a nearby hotel if I could hold a good excuse to my wife for going out alone. Our sex was very charge for both of us as neither of us had late gay experience. It was mostly oral with the occasional anal piece of tail which we both came to eff. My dearie position was to cause Alan lie on his back as I straddled his hammer, facing him. Once my ass was well lubricate and relaxed, I'd lower myself onto Alan's big dick and let it slip deep into my merchantman hole. Then I'd climb up up until just before his cock oral sex would err out of me. As I did this faster and faster, my swollen cock would slap up and down. Alan loved watching my peter"dancing"and the look of joy on my face.

Ron's experience was class earlier. He had an old friend, Michael, who lived in Hawaii. He used to stay with the Michael for a few hebdomad of vacation.They were both ace a the fourth dimension. After a few visits, Michael began going about the firm naked and suggested Ron do so as well. One day, as they sat out on the deck, he asked Ron if he would wish to have his cock sucked. This led to some mutual unwritten sex and eventually ass screw as well. That human relationship ended, and Ron had not had gay sex since though he admitted to thinking about it often, even when fucking his married woman. She didn't like to suck his cock very frequently and he was afraid to ask her to have intercourse him with a strap on.

We decided we'd like to get sex together, but agreed we would throw to be very discreet so our partner, friends and gym acquaintances wouldn't find out.

The showers at our gym are all in one long elbow room with curtained exhibitor stalls along both sides. Ron and I chose the two exhibitioner farthest from the exhibitor way entrance and left the shower curtains spread out. Once we had the body of water running, we turned to look each other. We each began touching and pulling on our nipples. After years of self stimulation, mine are quite just sized for a guy, but not nearly as impressive as what Ron comes by naturally. Each of his pink nipples is as big as he tip of my fiddling digit and is surrounded by a dark brown circle about the size of a fifty-cent piece. When he circled his digit tip around his tit they got even bigger and harder and the areola became thicker and wrinkled, joining the teat in a very erotic hill ! We looked at each former's faces, and saw the lust we both were feeling.

It wasn't long before our cocks were quite hard. Large, blue, tortuous mineral vein bulged out along the shafts. Over the years, because of the heaviness and weight of my turncock, I've developed a little downward slant when erect. Ron on the other hand, at least in part because his shaft is a bit thinner, and in cattiness of the big stopcock caput, has a mild upward curve and angle to his hard on.

My foreskin is long and wanton, at least in part due to the fact that my married woman often plays with it. I stroked the skin on the jibe of my cock firmly enough that the headway of my cock appeared and disappeared from the foreskin, looking a endearing shadiness of twilit purple. Ron grasped the prick of his pecker just below the mushroom head, which was now so engorged it was almost contraband. He squeezed and stoked and thread of thick crystalize pre-cum dripped from the tip and hung down almost to his knee !

Before going into the showers, we had decided that one of us would join the former in a 1 shower with the curtain well closed. One of us stood well back in the corner of the shower so that others using the shower wouldn't see two pairs of feet under the lower bound of the curtain. We agreed to be silent, though it was somewhat thrilling to agnise that if we were moaning and panting with delight, someone we didn't know might be capable to approximate what we were doing ! !

Once together, we ran our hands over each early's consistency. I sucked on Ron's nipples as he pulled my prepuce back and caressed the caput of my putz. Then I put his stiff rooster on top of mine and began to stroke them together. My finger didn't reach anywhere near all the way around those two pulsating pecker ! I'd been dying to absorb Ron's cock and couldn't wait any foresightful. I have adept mastery of my gag inborn reflex and was capable to demand him in slowly until his lump were against my chin, my nozzle against his belly and the big mushroom point was cryptical in my throat just below the backrest of my tongue. He began to slowly pump in and out of my sass, gently fucking my face. With the helper of some max I slipped a finger's breadth into his ass. He was quite tight at first but then relaxed enough so that I could get a second finger in. I began to gently massage his smoothen firm prostate and this quickened the yard of his thrusting. I looked up at his face and he was obviously in rapture ! I was dying to swallow his cum and soon I felt his rooster school principal fop and he stopped thrusting as a big lode of dulcet hot cum hit the back may throat and went straight to my stomach without much swallowing needed.

When he had recovered, he dropped to his knees and began sucking my cock. He used his tongue and sass to suck and slither the foreskin back and Forth River over my tightly swollen cock psyche. I gently pushed forward hoping he would be able to deep throat me despite the thickness of my cock. Taking it slowly, he was able to get almost all of my dick into his mouth. Following my example, he soaped up his digit to pleasure my bottom golf hole. Though my married woman doesn't know it, I've been stretching my ass periodically with a big cigaret nag ever since Alan and I were partner. This made it quite slowly for Ron to insert one, then two, and finally three fingerbreadth into my thirsty ass golf hole. He massaged my prostate as I tightened my anatomical sphincter musculus around his digit. Soon, I was ready to cum. Earlier, I had told Ron I'd like to cum in his candid oral fissure so I could learn my ejaculation. He agreed. When his sucking had me almost at climax, I slowly slid my putz from his hungry sassing and began stroking as he looked up at me hungrily. When I came, it was one of the warm sexual climax I could ever think back. I spurted 8-10 times onto his tongue and into his sass. The inaugural 3-4 were big midst ropey spurts of hot Stanford White cum, then the spurt gradually became minuscule and less emphatic. Eventually he sucked the last few dip of cum from my rooster and quickly swallowed it, all with a very satisfied look on his face..

I left the shower bath alone making sure no one was looking and went to the locker room to dry off and dress. Ron came out a bit later, his rooster and teat still a bit swollen. We left together and couldn't say enough to each early about how great the experience had been. It was amazing how fast affair had progressed since we first met. We agreed to try to arrange a repeat of this activity on a weekly basis if possible. Sometimes one of us would arrive after having had sex with our cooperator. We would forefend washing afterward, so that we could enjoy the taste of our wive's pussies to spice up our cock sucking. We also got into urinating on each other. At initiatory, it was just onto our dead body. It was exciting to feel the hot golden liquid run down my dresser and onto my tool and balls. Then we progressed and soon we would piss on each other's faces and into our open mouths.

After enjoying each other in the shower for a few month, we began to discuss other blank space we could let sex. There are two tanning rooms at our gym. They're located on the depress level, just across the running track from the entrances to the racquetball lawcourt. Quite secluded. As warm atmospheric condition was approaching, Ron and his wife decided they would both do some tanning. He was soon a beautiful bronze coloring everywhere except deep in the rent in his arse. When on his stomach on the tanning bed, he even positioned his cock and chunk so the the underside of his pecker and his scrotum were also well tanned. We decided that he would go into a tanning room and leave the threshold unlocked. I would then slip in unnoticed to join him.

Once together, we quickly slipped out of our study out clothes and began running our hands all over each other. It was even more erotic to feel his dry skin than when wet in the shower. We hoped that the fans in the lashing room would cross up any speech sound we made and felt no need to suppress the groan that each of us were making. I ran my tongue around the base of his nipples and they quickly became swollen and quite punishing. The ring of color also swelled, got business firm and wrinkled and became set up as well blending into the theme of each teat making each huge like my wife's when she was breast feeding ! As I tongued his nipples, he squeezed and pulled mine til they were quite hard, red and protruding, then ran his palms gently across each one almost making me drop to my knees with delectation. We rubbed our teat together as we reached around and caressed our ass impertinence.

Then we turned our attention to our urgently swollen stopcock. We stroked each former slowly then placed our cocks together lengthwise. Next, we both wrapped a mitt around the throbbing bundle and began stroking in unison. At this breaker point, I suggested we take advantage of my generous foreskin and do some docking. I pulled my prepuce back all the way to the dusky rim of the big head teacher. Ron then put the tip of his beautiful mushroom against the tip of my cock and I pulled the foreskin back out. It covered the promontory of my pecker as always AND the head and almost a third of his calamus as well. I wrapped my hand around the full stop where I could sense the two straits touching under the sparse, now tight foreskin and began stroking. Ron took a turn doing the Saame and it wasn't long until we each felt the inevitable onset of climax. I asked if he could look until I was ready to cum and he agreed to try. In moments we came at once, moaning and clutching at our cocks as they spasmed with what felt like huge ejaculations. When our cocks stopped throbbing and began to get less swollen, I slipped my foreskin off Ron's putz and pinched off the end, knowing there was a huge load of our mixed cum inside, bathing the point of my gumshoe. Ron suspected what I was trying to do and was quickly on his stifle, waiting for me to feed my cock into his thirsty mouth. I released my foreskin as his lips closed over my peter and he gulped in surprise at the volume of co-mingled cum which flooded into his mouth. He tipped his head teacher back and opened his mouth so I could admire how much midst sticky cum we had generated together. He swallowed and licked his lips with a big smile on his facial expression. I then sucked his cock savoring the slenderize finish of our mixed juices which remained there. This first moorage instalment went so well, that it soon became one of our dearie shipway of pleasuring each other.

Things were going very well between us. Ron bought us matching black silk thongs which we would often hold out to the gym together, dropping our shorts when there was no one looking to show each other what we were wearing and send a little thrill through us because of the hazard of being detected. I bought Ron a fairly sizable cone shaped butt plug so he could gradually begin to stretch his sexy puckered adjoin hole to produce our anal play more comfortable for him and easier for me. I began to secretly use my own rear cud more frequently at home, now that I had cause to do so, and could soon quickly slide the entirely thing into my pulsating rectum which would grip it tightly. Then I would deplume it out so the base would pop past tense my sphincter sending it into a spasm of joy and causing me to shudder with desire while my cock produced strings of thick clear pre-cum sundry with fluids from my prostate.

There is a voice time Physical Therapy office in an out of the way parting of our wellness club. I found that there was no one in the office until 1:00 on Wed. Though they locked the door when they left in the good afternoon, the sliding glass windowpane of the reception window was not locked. i could slide it open and easily reach the door to unlock it. Ron and I decide this would be a large place for some more"acrobatic"sex. We'd let ourselves in and re-lock the door. We left the brightness off, but the treatment room in plump for were short enough we could enjoy gazing at each other as we played out our phantasy. As secluded as this blank space is, there was no need to suppress our moaning, sonorous respiration and gasps of ecstasy.

The PT treatment area was perfectly equipped for sex ! There was raft of lube in a heater. We found that the ultra-sonic investigation produce a low frequence vibe and gentle heating system. It felt great when held against the head of a turncock, very nice"foreplay."Most importantly, there was a expectant easygoing mat on the floor we could use. We would get naked and after a bit of co-fondling, we'd lay down on the mat. I might imbibe and fondle Ron's Lucille Ball and swelling prick as he lay on his back or he might do the same for me.

Best of all was when we'd get into a"69"position, taking turn of events on who was on top. This was a staring position for deep throating our raging hard ons, savoring the slippy pre-cum. At the same meter, using some of the quick lube, we'd finger each other's anus and massage our prostate gland, which never failed to add to the bulk of pre-cum we each produced. afters stuff ! !.

After the start few Sessions in the PT office, I brought in my stern plug to help us pleasure each other. Ron eagerly got up on all four-spot, doggy style, and I applied a generous total of warm lube to his winking pink ass hole. Then I slowly pressed the tip of the butt plug against that hungry little hole, applying a picayune more insistency with each fortuity, enjoying how more and more of the sparking plug disappeared into Ron's rear end. This produced a lot of satisfied moan and panting from Ron. Eventually, he said he didn't think his ass could"eat up"any Sir Thomas More of the plug ( mine chew is giving than his at the base ) so I just gently moved it back and forth at that profundity until I could feel he was so relaxed that his anus was no longer gripping the fireplug. As I slowly withdrew the plug, Ron's anus remained heart-to-heart and I thrilled to the sight of his 1"gaping pink jam. Without thinking, I was licking at his anus and sticking my clapper into the smooth red inside of his rectum.

I was nervous to replace Ron and he was happy to return the care I had just lavished on his hindquarters kettle of fish. After some lubricating substance he began working to insert the butt nag into my ass. As I had been fucking my own ass at home, and I was really horny by now, he was soon able-bodied to get the nag all the way in to it's base, which is about 3-4"across. At that point, I was so excited and well lubed that the ballyhoo slipped into my nervous rectum leaving just the handle on the outside for Ron to manipulate. He pulled the theme in and out of my rectum, each prison term giving me a shiver of joy as the big thing popped across my sphincter. When he slowly removed the wad from my bottom, I felt weak from all the pleasure. I was quite relaxed and he said my anus gaped almost 2"across. He hungrily put his tongue into my rectum, caressing the numerous piddling red folds that he could see and feel. After this exciting anal play, we stood facing each other, enjoying the tone of disco biscuit on our faces as we stroked our neglected pecker to immense coming's splashing hot sticky cum over ourselves and getting plentitude on the exercise mat as well. We cleaned up well, but wondered if any of the patients later in the day would be able to detect what had been going on here.

Sometimes while one of us was on all fours, the other would reach between his legs and grasp his orb and cock at the base of the scrotum and gently milk downward, while simultaneously popping a digit or two into the anus for some firm prostate massage. Initially, this produced threads of mucilaginous clear pre-cum, followed soon thereafter by oodles of sweet yet salty Caucasian cum. Ron generally produces a few, large volume squirts whereas I'm more potential to have 8-10 individual squirt of diminishing volume as my ballock try to rip up and empty out as my cock muscle spasm and throb in Ron's hand.

After enjoying each other for a few months, Ron and I began talking about fucking each other. We discussed whether we should use condoms or go naked back. The fact that we each currently had only one early spouse ( our wives ) and had never had any STD's encouraged us to go bare back. The excitement of having the opportunity to apply and receive pick pies certainly influenced our decision as well ! !

*** If you have enjoyed recitation about my human relationship with Ron and would like me to continue to describe our sexual natural action, please propose some boost and I will regard doing so. We have had quite a bit of fun together since the termination of the action described today ! ! ! ***