u/Mke-Fill-1978

If you haven’t read it yet, search caught part 1 and read prior to reading this!

It had been a couple months since my wife’s friend had visited. She usually visited every 2 months, so I knew it would be soon. 

I received a lot of messages asking if she was hot. While I do find her attractive, she is not the supermodel that some had hoped for. Valerie is a mom of 4, has a pretty face, about 5’8 and I’d guess 180-200. She has a nice set of C cups, and a total pear shaped body with a thin waist and a giant ass. She always jokes about her “breeding hips.” 

Recently, she reached out to me on Facebook messenger on a Monday because she didn’t have my phone number, and said she would be heading down for the weekend. She would get into town on Thursday, leaving Sunday. I explained that I was off Thursday, but my wife was not, and she answered:

“I know, I already talked to Sarah.”

We made a plan. She would keep me up to date on her arrival time. I would find “a friend” to have over when she was arriving so she could silently walk in on us again. The setup would be the same as last time, in the living room on the couch.

Valerie then reminded me that she was not going to tell my wife about it, but she easily could if I changed my mind. After the first time, I knew I was locked into this. 

Thursday came, and my wife woke up and left for work. I was enjoying my day off, anxiously awaiting. Valerie’s arrival. I was debating if I wanted to tell the guy I was going to hook up with, whoever it was, about the arrangement. 

I decided I would not. Valerie messaged me and said she was about an hour and a half away. 

I hopped on Sniffies and fired up Grindr. I hit up a few of the guys I had hooked up with in the past, including the guy she caught me with the first time, and received no replies. She was about 40 min out when I found a guy on sniffies who looked promising:  Visiting from Mississippi,  45 years old, 6’5, 250 lbs with an 8” BBC! When I saw the photo of his big, black, veiny dick my mouth immediately began to water. It curved to the right, and looked thicker at the base than at the tip. Im not always attracted to men, but I am always attracted to a gorgeous cock like his. 

We chatted back and forth briefly, he told me that he tended to be more of a dominant top, and I said I was good with that. Soon after he was on his way!

When he parked his car in front of my house, I sent Valerie a quick message that he was here and the side door would be open. 

I watched him walk up to the house wearing black basketball shorts and a Milwaukee Bucks T-shirt. I could see the bulge in his shorts swaying from side to side as he walked. I met him at the door, and we walked into the living room. 

“This work?” I asked. 

“Yeah man, this works.” He said as he pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them. His cock hung there, half hard, and it swayed side to side as he took off his shirt. He looked at my L shaped couch, then sat in the corner.

I was already slipping off my athletic pants and my t shirt as he took off his. A second after he sat down, I was on my knees in front of him. I ran my hands up his thighs, then slowly moved in and ran my tongue along the top of his cock. He just sat there, motionless. I could feel he was tense. 

I ran my tongue back down along the top of his cock until I got to the head, then ran my tongue around his head a couple times before I took him into my mouth. 

He let out a groan, and I could immediately feel his cock getting harder in my mouth. 

God damn he tasted good! 

I sucked hard as I slid slowly up and down his cock. The curve offered a bit of a challenge, and I ended up positioning myself a little to my left to work on his cock. 

After a couple minutes of sucking, he started to relax a little more, but I could still feel the tension in his legs. I took my mouth off of the end of his dick with a slurping sound. 

“You can relax man” I said 

“I’m always nervous about getting caught when I hook up with married guys” he replied. 

“Not gonna happen here man, my wife is at work.”

He took a deep breath, then laid his head back on the couch. I could feel the tension leave his legs.

“K” he said. 

I picked up his cock with my hand and ran my tongue up and down the shaft a couple times, then sucked on each of his balls before coming back up and taking his big dick back in my mouth. He seemed bigger than 8” to me. 

I hoped Valerie had arrived in time for the show! 

I continued to work on his big black dick, nice and slow and deliberate. As he relaxed, he started to moan and groan more, so I knew he was finally starting to really enjoy it. I wanted to savor every inch of his cock, I was in no rush. 

After some time, he tensed up again for a moment, then he ran his left hand through my hair, then grabbed a hold of it and took control of the pace, speeding it up. 

“You like that dick, don’t you?” He asked 

“MmmmmHmmmm” I answered as I made eye contact, with a mouth full of cock. 

“Good, cause I love you little married cocksuckers…..” he said as he held my head still, looked at me, and then started to thrust his hips forward. 

“Yeah that’s right, suck that dick you married bitch.” 

It was like he flipped a switch from chill to aggressive, and I was all about it. My cock was hard as a rock and leaking like crazy. 

He stopped fucking my mouth and pushed my down onto his cock. It hit the back of my throat, and wouldn’t slide in. 

He pushed harder. 

I struggled not to gag, as he pushed my head down harder and harder. He pulled my head off his dick, then looked at me and said:

 “You had better throat this dick…”

I barely had time to take a breath before he shoved my head back onto his cock and pushed me all the way down again. I struggled to relax my throat muscles as his cock head pushed against it. 

Then he thrust his hips forward and his cock shot down my throat, sending a wave of pain with it. My eyes watered as he held his cock down my throat. 

“Yeah thats it. Thats how you do it bitch” he said as he ground his hips in a circular motion. He then pulled my head back, made eye contact with me, and pushed my head back down onto his cock, ramming it back down my throat. 

He repeated this process several times. The BJ had gone from nice and controlled, to wet and sloppy in a matter of minutes. 

I was loving being used like that. 

He pushed my head back. 

“Stand up!” He ordered. 

I did. Then he stood up. We stood face to face and he reached down and grabbed my cock. It was still rock hard. He looked down, then shook his hips and slapped his cock against mine. My 6.5” looked tiny compared to his. 

“Get on your back on that couch, Im gonna fuck that ass.” 

I did as I was told, lying down with my head in the corner of the couch. He stood above me, pulled me towards the edge, then pushed my legs back. I get him slap my hole with the head of his cock, then he spit, and I get his head start to push against my hole. 

“Damn thats a tight hole.” he said. 

“You better let me in.”

He pushed harder, and harder, and I could feel his head start to penetrate as I did my best to relax as we kept eye contact.  

His head just popped in, and I was flooded with both pleasure and pain at the same time.  He stopped for a second. 

“You like that dick dont you…”

“Fuck Yes….” I answered. 

“Good.” He said as he pulled out his head, spit his cock, then pushed it back in again, only this time he didn’t stop. Again I was flooded with pleasure and pain as he pushed that thick, curved BBC into my hole. I squirmed under him as he pushed it in to the hilt, then ground his hips around. 

My cock was no longer hard, it was just a small, leaking stub. Using his left hand he grabbed both my ankles, and held my legs up, then he grabbed it with his right hand.

“This is how you know you’re a bitch.” He said. He let it go, then started to pinch his nipples as he slid his cock in and out slowly. 

That didn’t last long, and slowly he started to fuck harder, and faster. Every once in a while, I managed to let out a moan as he relentlessly pounded my hole. Soon I couldn’t control it, and was manning every time he thrust into me. 

He continued to pound me with increasing aggression until suddenly he just stopped, pushed his cock in to the hilt, and looked at me.

“Yeah, take this nut you married bitch. Take this real man nut in your hole.” 

“Fuck yeah, give it to me” I replied. 

He finished coming, then slid in and out of me a few times before stepping back. He let go of my ankles and continued to step back, his big dick covered in our juices. I put my feet on the floor and felt his load running out of me onto the couch. 

“Want me to clean you off?” I asked. 

“Nah, I gotta bounce.” He said as he walked over to his shorts and then got dressed. 

“Imma save that to stroke to later” he said. 

I stood up and could feel his cum start to run down my legs. As he walked to the door, he said: “I come to Milwaukee once a month for work, we should do this again.” 

“For sure.” I said as he let himself out. 

 Valerie’s voice came from behind me: “Well that was fucking hot” 

I turned, and stood there naked as she looked at me. She was wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt and some gray sweatpants. 

“Thanks.” I replied. “Our secret right?”

“Oh, everyone has secrets, and your’s is good with me.” She said. “So you like to suck cock, do you like to eat pussy too?” 

“I don’t like it, I love it.” I replied. 

“Good. I’ve been sitting in a car all day, and after seeing that, my pussy needs attention. Did Sarah ever tell you that she lived with my and my first husband in Michigan for a year?” She asked. 

“Yes.” I answered.

“Did she ever tell you that she used to fuck my husband while I was at work?” She asked as she walked over to the couch, untied her sweatpants, and let them drop to the floor, revealing her purple panties. 

“She did not.”

“Well she did. I didn’t really care at the time, I just wish she would have told me.”  Valerie looked at me as she slid  her panties down, then sat in the corner of the couch, right by the spot where I was just railed. 

“So, is this revenge?” I asked. 

“Not at all, Whats good for the goose is good for the gander. Now get over here and eat my pussy….”

Who was I to say no?

   

If you haven’t read it yet, search caught part 1 and read prior to reading this!

It had been a couple months since my wife’s friend had visited. She usually visited every 2 months, so I knew it would be soon. 

I received a lot of messages asking if she was hot. While I do find her attractive, she is not the supermodel that some had hoped for. Valerie is a mom of 4, has a pretty face, about 5’8 and I’d guess 180-200. She has a nice set of C cups, and a total pear shaped body with a thin waist and a giant ass. She always jokes about her “breeding hips.” 

Recently, she reached out to me on Facebook messenger on a Monday because she didn’t have my phone number, and said she would be heading down for the weekend. She would get into town on Thursday, leaving Sunday. I explained that I was off Thursday, but my wife was not, and she answered:

“I know, I already talked to Sarah.”

We made a plan. She would keep me up to date on her arrival time. I would find “a friend” to have over when she was arriving so she could silently walk in on us again. The setup would be the same as last time, in the living room on the couch.

Valerie then reminded me that she was not going to tell my wife about it, but she easily could if I changed my mind. After the first time, I knew I was locked into this. 

Thursday came, and my wife woke up and left for work. I was enjoying my day off, anxiously awaiting. Valerie’s arrival. I was debating if I wanted to tell the guy I was going to hook up with, whoever it was, about the arrangement. 

I decided I would not. Valerie messaged me and said she was about an hour and a half away. 

I hopped on Sniffies and fired up Grindr. I hit up a few of the guys I had hooked up with in the past, including the guy she caught me with the first time, and received no replies. She was about 40 min out when I found a guy on sniffies who looked promising:  Visiting from Mississippi,  45 years old, 6’5, 250 lbs with an 8” BBC! When I saw the photo of his big, black, veiny dick my mouth immediately began to water. It curved to the right, and looked thicker at the base than at the tip. Im not always attracted to men, but I am always attracted to a gorgeous cock like his. 

We chatted back and forth briefly, he told me that he tended to be more of a dominant top, and I said I was good with that. Soon after he was on his way!

When he parked his car in front of my house, I sent Valerie a quick message that he was here and the side door would be open. 

I watched him walk up to the house wearing black basketball shorts and a Milwaukee Bucks T-shirt. I could see the bulge in his shorts swaying from side to side as he walked. I met him at the door, and we walked into the living room. 

“This work?” I asked. 

“Yeah man, this works.” He said as he pushed his shorts down and stepped out of them. His cock hung there, half hard, and it swayed side to side as he took off his shirt. He looked at my L shaped couch, then sat in the corner.

I was already slipping off my athletic pants and my t shirt as he took off his. A second after he sat down, I was on my knees in front of him. I ran my hands up his thighs, then slowly moved in and ran my tongue along the top of his cock. He just sat there, motionless. I could feel he was tense. 

I ran my tongue back down along the top of his cock until I got to the head, then ran my tongue around his head a couple times before I took him into my mouth. 

He let out a groan, and I could immediately feel his cock getting harder in my mouth. 

God damn he tasted good! 

I sucked hard as I slid slowly up and down his cock. The curve offered a bit of a challenge, and I ended up positioning myself a little to my left to work on his cock. 

After a couple minutes of sucking, he started to relax a little more, but I could still feel the tension in his legs. I took my mouth off of the end of his dick with a slurping sound. 

“You can relax man” I said 

“I’m always nervous about getting caught when I hook up with married guys” he replied. 

“Not gonna happen here man, my wife is at work.”

He took a deep breath, then laid his head back on the couch. I could feel the tension leave his legs.

“K” he said. 

I picked up his cock with my hand and ran my tongue up and down the shaft a couple times, then sucked on each of his balls before coming back up and taking his big dick back in my mouth. He seemed bigger than 8” to me. 

I hoped Valerie had arrived in time for the show! 

I continued to work on his big black dick, nice and slow and deliberate. As he relaxed, he started to moan and groan more, so I knew he was finally starting to really enjoy it. I wanted to savor every inch of his cock, I was in no rush. 

After some time, he tensed up again for a moment, then he ran his left hand through my hair, then grabbed a hold of it and took control of the pace, speeding it up. 

“You like that dick, don’t you?” He asked 

“MmmmmHmmmm” I answered as I made eye contact, with a mouth full of cock. 

“Good, cause I love you little married cocksuckers…..” he said as he held my head still, looked at me, and then started to thrust his hips forward. 

“Yeah that’s right, suck that dick you married bitch.” 

It was like he flipped a switch from chill to aggressive, and I was all about it. My cock was hard as a rock and leaking like crazy. 

He stopped fucking my mouth and pushed my down onto his cock. It hit the back of my throat, and wouldn’t slide in. 

He pushed harder. 

I struggled not to gag, as he pushed my head down harder and harder. He pulled my head off his dick, then looked at me and said:

 “You had better throat this dick…”

I barely had time to take a breath before he shoved my head back onto his cock and pushed me all the way down again. I struggled to relax my throat muscles as his cock head pushed against it. 

Then he thrust his hips forward and his cock shot down my throat, sending a wave of pain with it. My eyes watered as he held his cock down my throat. 

“Yeah thats it. Thats how you do it bitch” he said as he ground his hips in a circular motion. He then pulled my head back, made eye contact with me, and pushed my head back down onto his cock, ramming it back down my throat. 

He repeated this process several times. The BJ had gone from nice and controlled, to wet and sloppy in a matter of minutes. 

I was loving being used like that. 

He pushed my head back. 

“Stand up!” He ordered. 

I did. Then he stood up. We stood face to face and he reached down and grabbed my cock. It was still rock hard. He looked down, then shook his hips and slapped his cock against mine. My 6.5” looked tiny compared to his. 

“Get on your back on that couch, Im gonna fuck that ass.” 

I did as I was told, lying down with my head in the corner of the couch. He stood above me, pulled me towards the edge, then pushed my legs back. I get him slap my hole with the head of his cock, then he spit, and I get his head start to push against my hole. 

“Damn thats a tight hole.” he said. 

“You better let me in.”

He pushed harder, and harder, and I could feel his head start to penetrate as I did my best to relax as we kept eye contact.  

His head just popped in, and I was flooded with both pleasure and pain at the same time.  He stopped for a second. 

“You like that dick dont you…”

“Fuck Yes….” I answered. 

“Good.” He said as he pulled out his head, spit his cock, then pushed it back in again, only this time he didn’t stop. Again I was flooded with pleasure and pain as he pushed that thick, curved BBC into my hole. I squirmed under him as he pushed it in to the hilt, then ground his hips around. 

My cock was no longer hard, it was just a small, leaking stub. Using his left hand he grabbed both my ankles, and held my legs up, then he grabbed it with his right hand.

“This is how you know you’re a bitch.” He said. He let it go, then started to pinch his nipples as he slid his cock in and out slowly. 

That didn’t last long, and slowly he started to fuck harder, and faster. Every once in a while, I managed to let out a moan as he relentlessly pounded my hole. Soon I couldn’t control it, and was manning every time he thrust into me. 

He continued to pound me with increasing aggression until suddenly he just stopped, pushed his cock in to the hilt, and looked at me.

“Yeah, take this nut you married bitch. Take this real man nut in your hole.” 

“Fuck yeah, give it to me” I replied. 

He finished coming, then slid in and out of me a few times before stepping back. He let go of my ankles and continued to step back, his big dick covered in our juices. I put my feet on the floor and felt his load running out of me onto the couch. 

“Want me to clean you off?” I asked. 

“Nah, I gotta bounce.” He said as he walked over to his shorts and then got dressed. 

“Imma save that to stroke to later” he said. 

I stood up and could feel his cum start to run down my legs. As he walked to the door, he said: “I come to Milwaukee once a month for work, we should do this again.” 

“For sure.” I said as he let himself out. 

 Valerie’s voice came from behind me: “Well that was fucking hot” 

I turned, and stood there naked as she looked at me. She was wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt and some gray sweatpants. 

“Thanks.” I replied. “Our secret right?”

“Oh, everyone has secrets, and your’s is good with me.” She said. “So you like to suck cock, do you like to eat pussy too?” 

“I don’t like it, I love it.” I replied. 

“Good. I’ve been sitting in a car all day, and after seeing that, my pussy needs attention. Did Sarah ever tell you that she lived with my and my first husband in Michigan for a year?” She asked. 

“Yes.” I answered.

“Did she ever tell you that she used to fuck my husband while I was at work?” She asked as she walked over to the couch, untied her sweatpants, and let them drop to the floor, revealing her purple panties. 

“She did not.”

“Well she did. I didn’t really care at the time, I just wish she would have told me.”  Valerie looked at me as she slid  her panties down, then sat in the corner of the couch, right by the spot where I was just railed. 

“So, is this revenge?” I asked. 

“Not at all, Whats good for the goose is good for the gander. Now get over here and eat my pussy….”

Who was I to say no?

   

As a Married, closeted bisexual-guy, it isn’t always easy to find ways to meet up with other guys discreetly, especially during the summer when you have teenage children. Finding time to get away from family long enough to enjoy sucking on a nice cock can prove a challenge, and you have to get creative.  I often used my darkly tinted Suburban to meet up with guys at night, but during the day, it was hard to find guys who were as excited to get a good blowjob as I was to give one.  It had been a few weeks since I had the chance to suck a nice cock and swallow a load, and I was thirsty for some dick.

That summer, I was training for a marathon.  If you have ever done this, you know the training involved. If you have not, you are running 4-5 days a week, with a long run every weekend. You start low, and work your mileage up. This would get me out of the house on a somewhat regular basis, with most of my longer training runs being during the day on the weekend.

While on a training run one day, I was lost in my thoughts of how great if I could use the time away from the house to meet up with a guy and suck his cock. I could meet up with him before, swallow a nice load, and then head out on my run. Seemed like the perfect plan.

The morning before my next training run, I woke up and put an ad up on the internet while I was getting ready. I basically said what I wanted, where I was going, and when I would be there. I wasn’t surprised, but I was disappointed when I didn’t get any responses. I kissed my wife goodbye, and drove to the local trail to depart on my 7 mile training run. All I could think about the whole drive to the trail was how bad I wanted to suck a nice cock and swallow a hot load. About how I just wanted someone to use my mouth, and not be nice. I arrived at the trail with a giant hard on. I parked in the parking lot, which only had 2-3 other cars in it, and after taking my cock out of my running shorts, teasing and stroking it a little bit, I figured I better put it away and decided to check my email again. I was glad I did!

I had 1 response. The guy was 55, married, said he had a nice 7” cut cock, a 6 day load pent up he was looking to get sucked out of him, and was also a runner. Unfortunately, he planned on running later than I did, so I wouldn’t be able to meet him before I ran, but I thought maybe I could meet him after my run, and before he left on his. I replied to his email, and waited 10 minutes for a response. When I didn’t get one, I just figured he flaked out like guys do so often, and I left on my run.

After my 7 miles I returned to my Suburban. I was hot, sweaty, and thirsty. I grabbed my water bottle and my phone and walked a little to cool down.  The parking lot was still pretty empty.  He had replied twice to my email. In his first email, he said he was only going to run 3 miles, and he would meet me in the parking lot after he was done. He said he was leaving his house after he sent it, so he shouldn’t be finishing too far behind me. The second email he said he had arrived, and he parked next to the Suburban with the dark windows in the parking lot assuming it was mine. He said if I was still interested, to wait in the back seat on the driver’s side and he would get into the passenger’s side.  He said he loved it when a guy sucked him off right after a run when he was still sweaty, and the fact that I had just run as well would be a major turn on for him.  He also said if I wasn’t interested he would understand, and he would still like to meet another time.

I had never sucked off another guy when he was sweaty before. I had found that most guys are really picky about their hygiene, and would often like to shower just before we met up. I didn’t know how I felt about it, I was a little apprehensive, but at the same time I was really cock hungry and wanted all 7” of his dick and his 6 day load.

Of course I decided to wait.

I had a couple beach towels in the suburban that I always put over my seat after a run. I put one on the rear passenger seat and one on the rear driver seat. I then let the suburban run for a while with the A/C on high to cool it down, cracked the windows, and shut it off. I hopped in the back seat and waited. The more I thought about his 7” cock in my mouth, the harder I got. 

A short time later he arrived, opened the rear passenger door, and sat down. He was handsome, gray hair, a short, well-kept beard, and had a runners build. Exactly how he had described himself in the ad.  It looked like he had finished running and then came directly to the car. Sweat glistened off of his forehead, and his t shirt and short, running shorts were wet.

He asked how I was, I replied “good”, and then asked how he was, and he said “good.” Then he said “it’s a hot one out there today…” to which I replied “yes it is.” He looked at me and said, “Take those shorts off, I want to see your cock.”

I raised my ass and slowly slid my wet shorts and underwear down. As soon as I got passed my cock, it immediately jumped up.

“Nice.” He said. “I want you to stroke that while you suck this dirty dick.”

He then slid his shorts down around his ankles; he wasn’t wearing underwear, and took his cock into his right hand. It looked semi hard, and he slapped it against his left thigh. It was neatly trimmed, as he had said he was, and his shaved balls rested on the seat.

“You ever sucked a dirty dick before?”  He asked?

“No.” I said, staring at his cock. The sweat glistened on his thighs, and I was surprisingly turned on by it. I just wanted to run my tongue up the inside of his thighs.

“Good.” He said. “Now get over here and suck it.”

I got down on my knees in front of the seat. He lifted his left leg with his left hand and set it across the seat. As I came closer he put his left hand on the back of my head, and pushed my face into his crotch as he lifted his cock up with his right hand. I didn’t even have time to open my mouth, but I don’t think he cared. He just pushed my face into the base of his cock, and then rotated his hips, rubbing his sweat all over my face.

“Yeah you like that, you fuckin like that” he asked. “MmmmHmmm” I answered. And I did. I liked it. I don’t know why, but I liked it. My cock was as hard as a rock.  “Yeah ya do….now lick my balls…” he released the pressure on the back of my head a little bit. I took a deep breath in, and then ran my tongue along his sack up and down between his balls a few times, then worked my way down and spent some time licking each of them.  They tasted salty and I loved it. He had that musty, sweaty smell, but it didn’t smell bad. Combined with the salty taste, I couldn’t believe how much I loved it.

“Yeah that’s it, lick my dirty balls…..” he said. “Now suck on em, suck on those sweaty balls..” I did. One at a time I took them into my mouth and sucked on them. When I wasn’t sucking, I would flick my tongue around them while they were still in my mouth…..

“Ooooh, you’re a good little dirty ball sucker aren’t you…..” he said. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back a little bit. “Now look at me!” He said. I looked up, His cock was hard, and he slapped my face with it several times.  “You want this dirty dick in your mouth? You want to suck this dirty cock?” He asked. “YES!” I answered. I wanted that cock in my mouth more than anything right then and there. He slapped my face with it a couple more times. “Yeah, open that mouth you dirty little cocksucker….”

I opened my mouth; he set his cock on my tongue, and then pushed my head down slowly. When his cock found the back of my throat, he pushed harder until me felt it pop into my throat. He then pushed even harder and ground his hips into my face again. “Fuuccckkkk yeah, you wanted this dick didn’t you….” I was trying not to gag as he pushed harder and harder. Finally he pulled my head back until his cock came out of my mouth.  I caught my breath. I was sweating like crazy, it was hot in the truck. He was sweating. I could smell was him on my face, and all I wanted was that cock back in my mouth, he tasted so damn good.

He slapped my face with his cock again and put up to my mouth. “Now suck it this time, suck this dirty cock you little cocksucker, and you better be stroking your cock” I started to work up and down on his shaft, while my left had worked my own cock. His cock was a perfect size. Not too thick, not too big, so I could take it down my throat nice and easy, and work the entire shaft. He kept his hand on the back of my head and kept controlling me.  Every so often would jam my head down hard as he thrust his hips forward,  pushing his cock down my throat, then release, and work my head up and down on his shaft.  I was loving every minute of it a and moaning with pleasure.

“God Damn, you’re a good little dirty cocksucker aren’t you?”

“MmmHmmm”

“You like this dirty cock don’t you?

“MmmmHmmm…”

“Yeah that’s what I thought. I thought you would after I read your ad. I thought you would want to suck this dirty man cock in the back of your car you fuckin cocksucker…..”

He kept calling me his dirty cocksucker as he aggressively moved my head up and down his shaft. I was oblivious to the world around me. I didn’t car how much I was sweating, how hot it was in the car, or if anyone even parked next to us or walked by….I just wanted every inch of his cock far as long as I could. All I could smell was him. All I could taste was him. I just wanted to keep sucking his cock all morning.

“You ready for me to cum cocksucker? You ready for this load?” he asked.

I stopped sucking for a moment to answer “YES!” He jammed my head back down onto his cock. “I didn’t want your answer you cocksucker, just keep sucking this dirty dick…..”

His breathing changed from long, deep breathes, and started getting shorter.

“Oh here it comes you dirty little cocksucker. Here it comes……”

He moved his hand from the back of my head to the top and grabbed my short hair, stopped me mid stroke on his cock, and let out a loud groan. There was a short delay, and then I felt the hot spurts of his cum blasting into my mouth, its salty taste overriding the taste of his sweat.

“OOOOOOHHHHH YEEAAAHHHHHH!” he yelled loudly, and slowly moved me head up and down his shaft. “Yeah, yeah, yeah..” he said, and I could feel his cock pulsate in my mouth with every one, then he relaxed back into the seat.  “Yeeeaaaahhh, that’s a good cocksucker.”

I worked up and down his shaft a couple more times. I took my hand off of my cock to squeeze the last little bit of cum out the head of his cock, which I licked with the tip of my tongue.

I then leaned back a little and he looked at me.

“I didn’t tell you to stop stroking your cock. Stroke that dick for me…” I reached back down and started to stroke again. “That’s it, harder, stroke harder.”  I stroked harder… “That’s it cocksucker. Now spit on that dick for me!” I looked at him. “Don’t look at me cocksucker, look at that dick and spit on it.”

I stopped stroking for a second and open my hand around my shaft. I spit onto the head of my cock, and then resumed stroking.

“Yeah that’s it, I want you to cum right here.” He said, pointing at the inside of his left thigh. “I usually don’t cum when I suck.” I said. “I don’t care what you usually do cocksucker, today you are going to cum right there.” He said pointing at his thigh. He then started to rub his cock and balls with his right hand.

Once I had set my mind to shooting my load, it didn’t take too long until I was ready. I also started to breathe a little faster. “Yeah, that’s it cocksucker…” He said. “Shoot that fuckin load……..shoot that fuckin load…..” he was in the middle of saying it the second time when I started to cum. It hit me like a freight train, and my legs got weak as I unloaded onto his leg. I was glad I had put the town down, because I got most of it on his thigh, but some of it went on the seat.

“That’s it.” He said “Thaaats it.” He said one more time as I finished cumming. I relaxed and my legs started to shake. He took has right hand, that he had been using to run his cock and balls, and ran it through my hair, then pushed on the back of my head. “Now get down here and clean up this mess cocksucker. Clean your mess off of my leg.”

I wasn’t expecting this to happen, but I was strangely turned on by the idea and hardly delayed.  I got down to his thigh and ran my tongue up and down, both horizontally and vertically, stopping every so often to swallow my cum, and then continuing. “That’s it, thaaats it…..” he said. After a short time, he put his hand on my forehead and pushed it away.

“Good Job cocksucker, we are done here.” He said. I saw him look around, and then he opened the door of the suburban and swung his legs out, slid off of the seat and stood up outside. He reached up in the air with both arms and stretched, let out a groan, then reached down and pulled his shorts up.  He turned around and looked at me, smiled, closed the door and walked away. I watched him get into the small SUV next to my suburban, start it up, roll down the windows, and then driver away.

The parking lot was full of cars. Besides his now vacant sport, there was only one other open spot.

I just sat there for a minute, covered in sweat, sweat running onto the towel. All I could smell was him. All I could taste was him, and I just wanted to savor it for a couple more seconds. I was still trying to figure out what just happened, and why I enjoyed it so much. I fought to put my underwear and shorts back on because I was so wet. I opened the door and swung out of the truck much like he did, except with shorts on. I grabbed the town and wiped down the best I could, and then wiped my face off. I could still smell him. I put the towel on the front seat, started the suburban, and headed home.

He emailed me later and said he really enjoyed it, and said he hoped we could meet again. He had only done that one time before and the guy never responded to his email again. He also said he had always wanted to have a guy cum on his cock and clean it off, but had been afraid to ask, so he thought his thigh was a good place to start.  In my reply I told him I could shoot wherever he wanted me too, and  I absolutely wanted to meet again. I just hoped it could be soon.

It was.

As a Married, closeted bisexual-guy, it isn’t always easy to find ways to meet up with other guys discreetly, especially during the summer when you have teenage children. Finding time to get away from family long enough to enjoy sucking on a nice cock can prove a challenge, and you have to get creative.  I often used my darkly tinted Suburban to meet up with guys at night, but during the day, it was hard to find guys who were as excited to get a good blowjob as I was to give one.  It had been a few weeks since I had the chance to suck a nice cock and swallow a load, and I was thirsty for some dick.

That summer, I was training for a marathon.  If you have ever done this, you know the training involved. If you have not, you are running 4-5 days a week, with a long run every weekend. You start low, and work your mileage up. This would get me out of the house on a somewhat regular basis, with most of my longer training runs being during the day on the weekend.

While on a training run one day, I was lost in my thoughts of how great if I could use the time away from the house to meet up with a guy and suck his cock. I could meet up with him before, swallow a nice load, and then head out on my run. Seemed like the perfect plan.

The morning before my next training run, I woke up and put an ad up on the internet while I was getting ready. I basically said what I wanted, where I was going, and when I would be there. I wasn’t surprised, but I was disappointed when I didn’t get any responses. I kissed my wife goodbye, and drove to the local trail to depart on my 7 mile training run. All I could think about the whole drive to the trail was how bad I wanted to suck a nice cock and swallow a hot load. About how I just wanted someone to use my mouth, and not be nice. I arrived at the trail with a giant hard on. I parked in the parking lot, which only had 2-3 other cars in it, and after taking my cock out of my running shorts, teasing and stroking it a little bit, I figured I better put it away and decided to check my email again. I was glad I did!

I had 1 response. The guy was 55, married, said he had a nice 7” cut cock, a 6 day load pent up he was looking to get sucked out of him, and was also a runner. Unfortunately, he planned on running later than I did, so I wouldn’t be able to meet him before I ran, but I thought maybe I could meet him after my run, and before he left on his. I replied to his email, and waited 10 minutes for a response. When I didn’t get one, I just figured he flaked out like guys do so often, and I left on my run.

After my 7 miles I returned to my Suburban. I was hot, sweaty, and thirsty. I grabbed my water bottle and my phone and walked a little to cool down.  The parking lot was still pretty empty.  He had replied twice to my email. In his first email, he said he was only going to run 3 miles, and he would meet me in the parking lot after he was done. He said he was leaving his house after he sent it, so he shouldn’t be finishing too far behind me. The second email he said he had arrived, and he parked next to the Suburban with the dark windows in the parking lot assuming it was mine. He said if I was still interested, to wait in the back seat on the driver’s side and he would get into the passenger’s side.  He said he loved it when a guy sucked him off right after a run when he was still sweaty, and the fact that I had just run as well would be a major turn on for him.  He also said if I wasn’t interested he would understand, and he would still like to meet another time.

I had never sucked off another guy when he was sweaty before. I had found that most guys are really picky about their hygiene, and would often like to shower just before we met up. I didn’t know how I felt about it, I was a little apprehensive, but at the same time I was really cock hungry and wanted all 7” of his dick and his 6 day load.

Of course I decided to wait.

I had a couple beach towels in the suburban that I always put over my seat after a run. I put one on the rear passenger seat and one on the rear driver seat. I then let the suburban run for a while with the A/C on high to cool it down, cracked the windows, and shut it off. I hopped in the back seat and waited. The more I thought about his 7” cock in my mouth, the harder I got. 

A short time later he arrived, opened the rear passenger door, and sat down. He was handsome, gray hair, a short, well-kept beard, and had a runners build. Exactly how he had described himself in the ad.  It looked like he had finished running and then came directly to the car. Sweat glistened off of his forehead, and his t shirt and short, running shorts were wet.

He asked how I was, I replied “good”, and then asked how he was, and he said “good.” Then he said “it’s a hot one out there today…” to which I replied “yes it is.” He looked at me and said, “Take those shorts off, I want to see your cock.”

I raised my ass and slowly slid my wet shorts and underwear down. As soon as I got passed my cock, it immediately jumped up.

“Nice.” He said. “I want you to stroke that while you suck this dirty dick.”

He then slid his shorts down around his ankles; he wasn’t wearing underwear, and took his cock into his right hand. It looked semi hard, and he slapped it against his left thigh. It was neatly trimmed, as he had said he was, and his shaved balls rested on the seat.

“You ever sucked a dirty dick before?”  He asked?

“No.” I said, staring at his cock. The sweat glistened on his thighs, and I was surprisingly turned on by it. I just wanted to run my tongue up the inside of his thighs.

“Good.” He said. “Now get over here and suck it.”

I got down on my knees in front of the seat. He lifted his left leg with his left hand and set it across the seat. As I came closer he put his left hand on the back of my head, and pushed my face into his crotch as he lifted his cock up with his right hand. I didn’t even have time to open my mouth, but I don’t think he cared. He just pushed my face into the base of his cock, and then rotated his hips, rubbing his sweat all over my face.

“Yeah you like that, you fuckin like that” he asked. “MmmmHmmm” I answered. And I did. I liked it. I don’t know why, but I liked it. My cock was as hard as a rock.  “Yeah ya do….now lick my balls…” he released the pressure on the back of my head a little bit. I took a deep breath in, and then ran my tongue along his sack up and down between his balls a few times, then worked my way down and spent some time licking each of them.  They tasted salty and I loved it. He had that musty, sweaty smell, but it didn’t smell bad. Combined with the salty taste, I couldn’t believe how much I loved it.

“Yeah that’s it, lick my dirty balls…..” he said. “Now suck on em, suck on those sweaty balls..” I did. One at a time I took them into my mouth and sucked on them. When I wasn’t sucking, I would flick my tongue around them while they were still in my mouth…..

“Ooooh, you’re a good little dirty ball sucker aren’t you…..” he said. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back a little bit. “Now look at me!” He said. I looked up, His cock was hard, and he slapped my face with it several times.  “You want this dirty dick in your mouth? You want to suck this dirty cock?” He asked. “YES!” I answered. I wanted that cock in my mouth more than anything right then and there. He slapped my face with it a couple more times. “Yeah, open that mouth you dirty little cocksucker….”

I opened my mouth; he set his cock on my tongue, and then pushed my head down slowly. When his cock found the back of my throat, he pushed harder until me felt it pop into my throat. He then pushed even harder and ground his hips into my face again. “Fuuccckkkk yeah, you wanted this dick didn’t you….” I was trying not to gag as he pushed harder and harder. Finally he pulled my head back until his cock came out of my mouth.  I caught my breath. I was sweating like crazy, it was hot in the truck. He was sweating. I could smell was him on my face, and all I wanted was that cock back in my mouth, he tasted so damn good.

He slapped my face with his cock again and put up to my mouth. “Now suck it this time, suck this dirty cock you little cocksucker, and you better be stroking your cock” I started to work up and down on his shaft, while my left had worked my own cock. His cock was a perfect size. Not too thick, not too big, so I could take it down my throat nice and easy, and work the entire shaft. He kept his hand on the back of my head and kept controlling me.  Every so often would jam my head down hard as he thrust his hips forward,  pushing his cock down my throat, then release, and work my head up and down on his shaft.  I was loving every minute of it a and moaning with pleasure.

“God Damn, you’re a good little dirty cocksucker aren’t you?”

“MmmHmmm”

“You like this dirty cock don’t you?

“MmmmHmmm…”

“Yeah that’s what I thought. I thought you would after I read your ad. I thought you would want to suck this dirty man cock in the back of your car you fuckin cocksucker…..”

He kept calling me his dirty cocksucker as he aggressively moved my head up and down his shaft. I was oblivious to the world around me. I didn’t car how much I was sweating, how hot it was in the car, or if anyone even parked next to us or walked by….I just wanted every inch of his cock far as long as I could. All I could smell was him. All I could taste was him. I just wanted to keep sucking his cock all morning.

“You ready for me to cum cocksucker? You ready for this load?” he asked.

I stopped sucking for a moment to answer “YES!” He jammed my head back down onto his cock. “I didn’t want your answer you cocksucker, just keep sucking this dirty dick…..”

His breathing changed from long, deep breathes, and started getting shorter.

“Oh here it comes you dirty little cocksucker. Here it comes……”

He moved his hand from the back of my head to the top and grabbed my short hair, stopped me mid stroke on his cock, and let out a loud groan. There was a short delay, and then I felt the hot spurts of his cum blasting into my mouth, its salty taste overriding the taste of his sweat.

“OOOOOOHHHHH YEEAAAHHHHHH!” he yelled loudly, and slowly moved me head up and down his shaft. “Yeah, yeah, yeah..” he said, and I could feel his cock pulsate in my mouth with every one, then he relaxed back into the seat.  “Yeeeaaaahhh, that’s a good cocksucker.”

I worked up and down his shaft a couple more times. I took my hand off of my cock to squeeze the last little bit of cum out the head of his cock, which I licked with the tip of my tongue.

I then leaned back a little and he looked at me.

“I didn’t tell you to stop stroking your cock. Stroke that dick for me…” I reached back down and started to stroke again. “That’s it, harder, stroke harder.”  I stroked harder… “That’s it cocksucker. Now spit on that dick for me!” I looked at him. “Don’t look at me cocksucker, look at that dick and spit on it.”

I stopped stroking for a second and open my hand around my shaft. I spit onto the head of my cock, and then resumed stroking.

“Yeah that’s it, I want you to cum right here.” He said, pointing at the inside of his left thigh. “I usually don’t cum when I suck.” I said. “I don’t care what you usually do cocksucker, today you are going to cum right there.” He said pointing at his thigh. He then started to rub his cock and balls with his right hand.

Once I had set my mind to shooting my load, it didn’t take too long until I was ready. I also started to breathe a little faster. “Yeah, that’s it cocksucker…” He said. “Shoot that fuckin load……..shoot that fuckin load…..” he was in the middle of saying it the second time when I started to cum. It hit me like a freight train, and my legs got weak as I unloaded onto his leg. I was glad I had put the town down, because I got most of it on his thigh, but some of it went on the seat.

“That’s it.” He said “Thaaats it.” He said one more time as I finished cumming. I relaxed and my legs started to shake. He took has right hand, that he had been using to run his cock and balls, and ran it through my hair, then pushed on the back of my head. “Now get down here and clean up this mess cocksucker. Clean your mess off of my leg.”

I wasn’t expecting this to happen, but I was strangely turned on by the idea and hardly delayed.  I got down to his thigh and ran my tongue up and down, both horizontally and vertically, stopping every so often to swallow my cum, and then continuing. “That’s it, thaaats it…..” he said. After a short time, he put his hand on my forehead and pushed it away.

“Good Job cocksucker, we are done here.” He said. I saw him look around, and then he opened the door of the suburban and swung his legs out, slid off of the seat and stood up outside. He reached up in the air with both arms and stretched, let out a groan, then reached down and pulled his shorts up.  He turned around and looked at me, smiled, closed the door and walked away. I watched him get into the small SUV next to my suburban, start it up, roll down the windows, and then driver away.

The parking lot was full of cars. Besides his now vacant sport, there was only one other open spot.

I just sat there for a minute, covered in sweat, sweat running onto the towel. All I could smell was him. All I could taste was him, and I just wanted to savor it for a couple more seconds. I was still trying to figure out what just happened, and why I enjoyed it so much. I fought to put my underwear and shorts back on because I was so wet. I opened the door and swung out of the truck much like he did, except with shorts on. I grabbed the town and wiped down the best I could, and then wiped my face off. I could still smell him. I put the towel on the front seat, started the suburban, and headed home.

He emailed me later and said he really enjoyed it, and said he hoped we could meet again. He had only done that one time before and the guy never responded to his email again. He also said he had always wanted to have a guy cum on his cock and clean it off, but had been afraid to ask, so he thought his thigh was a good place to start.  In my reply I told him I could shoot wherever he wanted me too, and  I absolutely wanted to meet again. I just hoped it could be soon.

It was.

Being a military guy, I always try and stay in better shape then my subordinates. As I got older, running was starting to take a toll on my body, so I got into cycling. I found a great trail by me that has a good combination of flats and hills, and I can do an out and back route that’s about 32 miles long, perfect for a good workout. The starting point has a nice, enclosed pavilion, with single, lockable bathrooms.

I am a closeted bi guy, so hooking up isn’t always easy, and sometimes I have to get pretty creative. I had never thought of using that pavilion as a spot, until one afternoon I went for a late afternoon, evening ride. As I got to one of the more desolate spots on the trail, I watched 2 men walk out from the wooded area, and one was pulling up his zipper. I rode by them, and neither would make eye contact with me. I knew exactly what they had been doing in those woods.

That really got into my head, and for the rest of the ride all I could think about was sucking on a hard cock. I was jealous, not of the guy who got the blow job, but of the guy giving it. I needed to suck a cock. My wife wasn’t going to be waiting for me at home, but my kids were home, so anything at home was out of the question. Then I remembered that the starting point for the trail is near a hotel, and it had the nice pavilion.

As soon as I finished my ride, I saw I was the only car in the parking lot, so I knew I wasn’t going to find anyone cruising in the lot. I grabbed my phone and got onto sniffies. I figured it was a long shot, but maybe I’d find a guy nearby.

I had hardly finished logging in when I had a message from an anonymous profile. On the map, he was at the hotel, so literally across the parking lot from me. He also started the message with “Good evening” instead of the normal “Sup”, so he already had my attention.

I answered, and when he asked if I was looking, I told him I had just finished a bike ride, I was super horny, and I was looking to suck some cock. I asked him what he was looking for, and he said he was in town with his wife for a conference, she was out with her coworkers, and he had been stuck in the hotel room all day by himself. He said he sat naked in front of his window watching all the people run, walk, or ride by on the trail, hoping one would look up and see him, and no one did. He was also very horny, but looking for a bottom. Then he added he had always wanted to hook up with a cyclist in their tight riding gear, the tight clothes were a huge turn on for him.

I asked if he could host in the room, and he said he could not because he didn’t know when his wife would be back. I then told him about the pavilion and the bathroom, and told him I would suck his cock if he wanted, but I had just gone for a bike ride, and hadn’t cleaned out, so not sure if I would be a good choice for a bottom.

He answered right away and said he had been stood up 3 times already today, so he would take what he could get. We exchanged body photos, and I like what I saw. He was 52, 6’2 220 lbs, and above average build (Kind of in shape and some muscle tone). I told him I was 6’5 and 230. I then asked to see his cock, because to be honest, if I am turned on by a guy’s cock, I really don’t care what he looks like.  I sent a photos of his cock. 6.5” and UNCUT! I am a sucker for uncut cocks. I love to look at them. I love to taste them, and I love to suck them. I told him to hurry up and get over here!

He did, less then 5 minutes later he was walking up to my jeep. I got out when he was close and went to the pavilion, where I waited for him with the bathroom door open. He walked in, and I closed the door behind him and locked it.

The bathroom was probably about 10ft by 6ft, with the toilet and sink on one wall, and a glazed over window on the other wall. Above the sink was a large mirror. Nothing special, but it was clean.

“Nice outfit” he said eyeing me up and down. I walked up to him and started to undo his belt. He didn’t stop me, so I continued, unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper. He stepped back, kicked off his shoes, then let his pants drop to the floor, revealing a set of tightie whities, with a huge bulge.

I dropped to my knees and ran my mouth over his cock, he moaned and whispered “I need your mouth…” I hooked my thumbs into his underwear and pulled them down, and his cock sprang out almost horizontal in all of its un cut glory.

“I guess you do….” I said as I looked up at him. I let him step out of his underwear, then I ran my tongue up and down his cock.

“Oh yeah man” he whispered, “Suck my cock.”

I ran my tongue back to his head, and without using my hands, ran my tongue around the bottle of his cock and slid him into my mouth.

“Oh yeahhhhh…..” he whispered as I started to work up and down his shaft. I didn’t think it possible, but his cock got even harder. I couldn’t believe how solid it felt in my mouth. I continued to slide my head up and down his shaft and he continued to moan.

I worked up and down his cock for a while, then I took his cock out of my mouth, reached up, and slide his foreskin back. I ran my tongue around the head of his cock a couple times before I took it back into my mouth.

“Oh shit man, oh yeah….” He said.

After a couple minutes he pushed my head back and looked at me. “Take off those shorts, I want to see your cock…..”

I stood up. He watched me intently, stroking his cock. Since my shorts were bibs, I unzipped my jersey took that off, then worked out of my bibs. I had taken off my cycling shoes and was just wearing flip flops, so it was easy for me to step out of my shorts, and then strip my underwear.

“Now put your jersey back on.” He ordered.

I did. I zipped it back up and he looked at me.

“Fucking hot man, just as I imagined. “ he said. He stepped towards me and put his hands on my shoulders.

“I want to fuck you.” He said.

“Thanks man, but I’m not sure it’s a good idea, I got pretty sweaty and………….”

He turned me so I was facing the sink and stood behind me, I could feel his hard cock against my ass.

“I don’t care man, I need to fuck you…” he said as he pushed my head down.

I bent over the sink, and I could feel him run his hands up the back of my legs and spread my cheeks.

“Damn man, nice and smooth, nice and musky” he said. He walked over to his pants and got something out of his pocket, then came back over. I heard the sound of a bottle cap opening, and I looked up in the mirror to see him lubing up his cock. Then we made eye contact.

“You sure you want to do this?” I asked.

“I’ve wanted this for a long, long time….” He answered.

I expected him to start to lube my hole up next, but that didn’t happen. He surprised me when I saw him drop to a knee, and before I knew what was happening,  I could feel his tongue exploring my hole.

“Oh shit…..” I said as I felt my knees get weak. This guy knew how to eat ass. He ran his tongue up and down, back and forth, then circled my hole before I felt him start to push it into my hole. I felt my hole start to stretch just a little when he slid a finger inside of me.

“Oh damn man…..” is all I could get out as my knees got weak. I had to be overly sensitive from sitting on that hard seat on my ride. He didn’t waste any time as he pulled out his finger, then followed it up with 2. I could feel my cock start to go limp as he explored my hole with his fingers, stopping briefly to rub my prostate before he pulled them out. I could feel my cock leaking.

“Oh, someone likes that” he said.

“Mmmmhmmm…” is all I could answer.

He stood up. I looked at him in the mirror and we made eye contact as I felt the head of his cock circle my hole. Then he slowly started to push. It didn’t take much force and he was inside me, and it felt fucking amazing.

“Oh damn, now that’s a tight married ass!”  he said, as he slowly started to fuck me. We continued to make eye contact as he slowly moved in and out, in and out, in and out, stopping just before his head would have come all the way out, stretching me with every stroke.  He grabbed the pockets on the back of my jersey with both hands as he fucked me.

He started to speed up. I put my head down and just held onto the sink as he fucked me. I had been fucked before, but for some reason it just felt so much better today. I don’t know if it was the angle, or the lube, or what, but I was loving every minute of it.

Soon he was just pounding me. I hung onto the sink so I wouldn’t hit my head on the faucet. He was going fast and hard, and it wasn’t quiet, I felt like the slapping sound of him pounding me was amplified by the small room, and he was relentless. I was loving every minute of it.

“Oh fuck yeah…” and “Keep fucking me…”  were a couple of the things I kept saying to him.

He didn’t say anything, he just kept pounding away. I didn’t think he would last long, but he did. I felt like he fucked me for 20 minutes straight, just pounding away. I enjoyed every second of it.

Suddenly he just stopped, and I felt his cock pulsate before he screamed “OOOOOHHHHHH YYYYEAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!” He then yelled  “YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!” as he buried his cock deep in me with stroke after stroke. Then, he was done.

I looked up in the mirror again, and we made eye contact.

“I’ve wanted this for a long, long time man” he said.

He then put his hands on my hips, held me in place, and backed up, pulling his cock out of me. I felt, and heard, a huge air pocket release.

“Sorry man.” I said?

“For what? I just fucked the shit out of you, your gonna have some air in there” and he laughed.

I stood up and immediately felt his cum run out of me and down my legs.

“That’s an 8 day load man, I want you to feel that all the way home!” he said.

“Pretty sure I will!” I said.

“Once you sent me your photo, I knew I was going to fuck you. I hope you aren’t mad?” he said.

“Not mad at all man, that was awesome.”  I looked at his cock, it was all wet, but clean.

“And somehow we stayed clean!” I said.

“I wouldn’t have cared if we didn’t man, I am fucking your ass after all.” He said and laughed again.

He started to get dressed, so I did the same. I didn’t bother putting my bibs all the way back on, I just put my underwear and wore them like shorts. By the time I had my shorts on he was at the door.

“Maybe I’ll see you again sometime?” he said, and walked out of the bathroom.

That turned me on even more, not only had he totally pounded my hole, he just fucked me and left. The only problem was, now I was hornier than I was when we started. I walked back out to my jeep, and fired up sniffies again.

Could I get lucky twice?

Being a military guy, I always try and stay in better shape then my subordinates. As I got older, running was starting to take a toll on my body, so I got into cycling. I found a great trail by me that has a good combination of flats and hills, and I can do an out and back route that’s about 32 miles long, perfect for a good workout. The starting point has a nice, enclosed pavilion, with single, lockable bathrooms.

I am a closeted bi guy, so hooking up isn’t always easy, and sometimes I have to get pretty creative. I had never thought of using that pavilion as a spot, until one afternoon I went for a late afternoon, evening ride. As I got to one of the more desolate spots on the trail, I watched 2 men walk out from the wooded area, and one was pulling up his zipper. I rode by them, and neither would make eye contact with me. I knew exactly what they had been doing in those woods.

That really got into my head, and for the rest of the ride all I could think about was sucking on a hard cock. I was jealous, not of the guy who got the blow job, but of the guy giving it. I needed to suck a cock. My wife wasn’t going to be waiting for me at home, but my kids were home, so anything at home was out of the question. Then I remembered that the starting point for the trail is near a hotel, and it had the nice pavilion.

As soon as I finished my ride, I saw I was the only car in the parking lot, so I knew I wasn’t going to find anyone cruising in the lot. I grabbed my phone and got onto sniffies. I figured it was a long shot, but maybe I’d find a guy nearby.

I had hardly finished logging in when I had a message from an anonymous profile. On the map, he was at the hotel, so literally across the parking lot from me. He also started the message with “Good evening” instead of the normal “Sup”, so he already had my attention.

I answered, and when he asked if I was looking, I told him I had just finished a bike ride, I was super horny, and I was looking to suck some cock. I asked him what he was looking for, and he said he was in town with his wife for a conference, she was out with her coworkers, and he had been stuck in the hotel room all day by himself. He said he sat naked in front of his window watching all the people run, walk, or ride by on the trail, hoping one would look up and see him, and no one did. He was also very horny, but looking for a bottom. Then he added he had always wanted to hook up with a cyclist in their tight riding gear, the tight clothes were a huge turn on for him.

I asked if he could host in the room, and he said he could not because he didn’t know when his wife would be back. I then told him about the pavilion and the bathroom, and told him I would suck his cock if he wanted, but I had just gone for a bike ride, and hadn’t cleaned out, so not sure if I would be a good choice for a bottom.

He answered right away and said he had been stood up 3 times already today, so he would take what he could get. We exchanged body photos, and I like what I saw. He was 52, 6’2 220 lbs, and above average build (Kind of in shape and some muscle tone). I told him I was 6’5 and 230. I then asked to see his cock, because to be honest, if I am turned on by a guy’s cock, I really don’t care what he looks like.  I sent a photos of his cock. 6.5” and UNCUT! I am a sucker for uncut cocks. I love to look at them. I love to taste them, and I love to suck them. I told him to hurry up and get over here!

He did, less then 5 minutes later he was walking up to my jeep. I got out when he was close and went to the pavilion, where I waited for him with the bathroom door open. He walked in, and I closed the door behind him and locked it.

The bathroom was probably about 10ft by 6ft, with the toilet and sink on one wall, and a glazed over window on the other wall. Above the sink was a large mirror. Nothing special, but it was clean.

“Nice outfit” he said eyeing me up and down. I walked up to him and started to undo his belt. He didn’t stop me, so I continued, unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his zipper. He stepped back, kicked off his shoes, then let his pants drop to the floor, revealing a set of tightie whities, with a huge bulge.

I dropped to my knees and ran my mouth over his cock, he moaned and whispered “I need your mouth…” I hooked my thumbs into his underwear and pulled them down, and his cock sprang out almost horizontal in all of its un cut glory.

“I guess you do….” I said as I looked up at him. I let him step out of his underwear, then I ran my tongue up and down his cock.

“Oh yeah man” he whispered, “Suck my cock.”

I ran my tongue back to his head, and without using my hands, ran my tongue around the bottle of his cock and slid him into my mouth.

“Oh yeahhhhh…..” he whispered as I started to work up and down his shaft. I didn’t think it possible, but his cock got even harder. I couldn’t believe how solid it felt in my mouth. I continued to slide my head up and down his shaft and he continued to moan.

I worked up and down his cock for a while, then I took his cock out of my mouth, reached up, and slide his foreskin back. I ran my tongue around the head of his cock a couple times before I took it back into my mouth.

“Oh shit man, oh yeah….” He said.

After a couple minutes he pushed my head back and looked at me. “Take off those shorts, I want to see your cock…..”

I stood up. He watched me intently, stroking his cock. Since my shorts were bibs, I unzipped my jersey took that off, then worked out of my bibs. I had taken off my cycling shoes and was just wearing flip flops, so it was easy for me to step out of my shorts, and then strip my underwear.

“Now put your jersey back on.” He ordered.

I did. I zipped it back up and he looked at me.

“Fucking hot man, just as I imagined. “ he said. He stepped towards me and put his hands on my shoulders.

“I want to fuck you.” He said.

“Thanks man, but I’m not sure it’s a good idea, I got pretty sweaty and………….”

He turned me so I was facing the sink and stood behind me, I could feel his hard cock against my ass.

“I don’t care man, I need to fuck you…” he said as he pushed my head down.

I bent over the sink, and I could feel him run his hands up the back of my legs and spread my cheeks.

“Damn man, nice and smooth, nice and musky” he said. He walked over to his pants and got something out of his pocket, then came back over. I heard the sound of a bottle cap opening, and I looked up in the mirror to see him lubing up his cock. Then we made eye contact.

“You sure you want to do this?” I asked.

“I’ve wanted this for a long, long time….” He answered.

I expected him to start to lube my hole up next, but that didn’t happen. He surprised me when I saw him drop to a knee, and before I knew what was happening,  I could feel his tongue exploring my hole.

“Oh shit…..” I said as I felt my knees get weak. This guy knew how to eat ass. He ran his tongue up and down, back and forth, then circled my hole before I felt him start to push it into my hole. I felt my hole start to stretch just a little when he slid a finger inside of me.

“Oh damn man…..” is all I could get out as my knees got weak. I had to be overly sensitive from sitting on that hard seat on my ride. He didn’t waste any time as he pulled out his finger, then followed it up with 2. I could feel my cock start to go limp as he explored my hole with his fingers, stopping briefly to rub my prostate before he pulled them out. I could feel my cock leaking.

“Oh, someone likes that” he said.

“Mmmmhmmm…” is all I could answer.

He stood up. I looked at him in the mirror and we made eye contact as I felt the head of his cock circle my hole. Then he slowly started to push. It didn’t take much force and he was inside me, and it felt fucking amazing.

“Oh damn, now that’s a tight married ass!”  he said, as he slowly started to fuck me. We continued to make eye contact as he slowly moved in and out, in and out, in and out, stopping just before his head would have come all the way out, stretching me with every stroke.  He grabbed the pockets on the back of my jersey with both hands as he fucked me.

He started to speed up. I put my head down and just held onto the sink as he fucked me. I had been fucked before, but for some reason it just felt so much better today. I don’t know if it was the angle, or the lube, or what, but I was loving every minute of it.

Soon he was just pounding me. I hung onto the sink so I wouldn’t hit my head on the faucet. He was going fast and hard, and it wasn’t quiet, I felt like the slapping sound of him pounding me was amplified by the small room, and he was relentless. I was loving every minute of it.

“Oh fuck yeah…” and “Keep fucking me…”  were a couple of the things I kept saying to him.

He didn’t say anything, he just kept pounding away. I didn’t think he would last long, but he did. I felt like he fucked me for 20 minutes straight, just pounding away. I enjoyed every second of it.

Suddenly he just stopped, and I felt his cock pulsate before he screamed “OOOOOHHHHHH YYYYEAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!” He then yelled  “YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!” as he buried his cock deep in me with stroke after stroke. Then, he was done.

I looked up in the mirror again, and we made eye contact.

“I’ve wanted this for a long, long time man” he said.

He then put his hands on my hips, held me in place, and backed up, pulling his cock out of me. I felt, and heard, a huge air pocket release.

“Sorry man.” I said?

“For what? I just fucked the shit out of you, your gonna have some air in there” and he laughed.

I stood up and immediately felt his cum run out of me and down my legs.

“That’s an 8 day load man, I want you to feel that all the way home!” he said.

“Pretty sure I will!” I said.

“Once you sent me your photo, I knew I was going to fuck you. I hope you aren’t mad?” he said.

“Not mad at all man, that was awesome.”  I looked at his cock, it was all wet, but clean.

“And somehow we stayed clean!” I said.

“I wouldn’t have cared if we didn’t man, I am fucking your ass after all.” He said and laughed again.

He started to get dressed, so I did the same. I didn’t bother putting my bibs all the way back on, I just put my underwear and wore them like shorts. By the time I had my shorts on he was at the door.

“Maybe I’ll see you again sometime?” he said, and walked out of the bathroom.

That turned me on even more, not only had he totally pounded my hole, he just fucked me and left. The only problem was, now I was hornier than I was when we started. I walked back out to my jeep, and fired up sniffies again.

Could I get lucky twice?

My wife’s high school friend moved to Michigan several years ago. She comes into Milwaukee every couple months for a weekend and they do girl things. We have had some unseasonably cold weather lately, so because of this the girl’s decided to spend Saturday shopping.

Due to the cold weather, I also have not been able to partake in one of my favorite pastimes, sucking black dick. For some reason, when it gets cold, car play goes out the window, which makes no sense to me because cars have heat. So that morning I was absolutely thirsty for some black dick, and I was pretty excited when one of my somewhat regulars reached out and wanted some head. Unfortunately, he didn’t want car head. I normally don’t host at my house, because A. I’m a DL guy and I really don’t want anyone knowing where I live, and B. I’m married, so it is pretty hard to set up times to host.

But like I said I was thirsty, the girls had decided to go shopping, and I had sucked off this guy’s gorgeous 8” cock  several times before, so I knew my secret was safe to him. I sent him my address and he arrived in no time at all. I met him at the front door, and I could tell he was ready by the buldge in his Adidas pants. I led him to my living room couch and he slid his pants down, then stepped out of them, his partially hard cock and low hanging balls just waiting for my mouth. He sat down on my couch, slid back, and told me to suck his dick.

I dropped my pants, then got on my knees in front of him. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, then took a hold of it, lifted his dick out of the way, and sucked on his balls before running my tongue up the bottom of his dick and taking it into my mouth.

“Ohhhh shittttt” he moaned as I started to slowly work up and down his cock. I was in no hurry, I wanted to savor every inch of this black dick while I could. I could feel my cock grow hard as a rock as I felt his grow in my mouth. It didn’t long and I was working up and down his shaft. He ran his hand into my hair and started to work my head up and down on his shaft faster. I reached down and stroked my cock, then looked up at him. He head was laying back on the couch as he worked my head up and down.

He took his hand out of my hair, and I grabbed his dick, then went back to sucking on his balls. My couch is shaped like an L, he was sitting near the corner of the L, and he put his right leg up on the other side of the couch. I lifted his big balls out of the way, and ran my tongue down his taint.

“Ooooooohhhhh shhiiitttt” he said again, slid down farther on the couch, then lifted his left leg up. I immediately started to rim his hole.

“Fuck yeah man, eat that ass!” he said.

I did. But not for very long, as he pushed my head back and ordered me to suck his cock. Of course I did as I was told and started working up and down on his shaft again. He slid his hand back into my hair and controlled my head again, moving it up and down as he thrust with his hips. This went on for a few more minutes, then he pushed my head back.

“I wanna fuck that ass” he said. In all of our prior meetings he had never wanted anything more than head, so I was surprised by this.

“I didn’t really plan for that, so I’m not cleaned out” I said.

“I told you, I wanna fuck that ass.” He said again.

“Ok. Just be patient, its been a while.” I said. I stood up and took a step back. He also stood up. I went to the couch and got on my knees in the corner of the L, with my head facing the corner. I bent over, and I could immediately feel his hand running over my cheeks.

“I’ve wanted this ass for a long time, just never in a car.” He said. I heard the lid of a bottle snap open, then felt his other hand slide a finger into my hole, then 2, he had to work his 2 fingers in and out a few times before he could fit in 3.

“Damn you are tight” He said.

“I said its been a while!” I answered.

I felt the head of his cock slide up and down my crack,  then he started to push his cock inside me. I felt the pop as his head went in, and was overcome by the pain and pleasure sensations at the same time. I tried to move away from his cock but he grabbed my hips and didn’t let me go anywhere.

“Where you goin?” has asked.

I took a deep breath and tried to relax, and after a few seconds I finally could, which was good because he just started pushing his cock slowly into me. I could feel my cock shriking as he pushed his in.

“That shit is nice and tight!” he said, holding his cock deep inside me.

He started to slowly fuck my hole. At first it hurt, a lot, especially when his head almost popped out of my hole, but he never let it come out, and after a could minutes of slow, painful strokes, all the pain was replaced with pleasure.

“Ooooohhhh fuuuccckk” I moaned. “Oooohhhhh fuck that feels so fuckin good.”    

It did. It felt so fuckin good getting plowed by a big black dick on my couch.

It didn’t take long at all and he was fucking me faster.

“Fuck yeah man, I’m gonna nut all up in that married ass…..” he said.

“Fuck yes man, please do, please give me that nut!” I replied.

He fucked away for about another minute, then buried his cock in me.

“OOOOooooohhhh fuck!!!!!!” he yelled. “Oh fuck catch this nut!”

He kept his cock buried in me for a little while longer, then slid it out, and let me tell you, I felt every inch of that 8” as he slid out of me. I waited a couple seconds, then stood up. He was already putting his pants back on.

“Need a towel?” I asked.

“Nah, I’m good I gotta bounce” he said.

I walked him to the door, his load running down my legs. He didn’t say anything else, just opened the door and left.

I laid a blanket on the couch and then sat down, every once in a while as his load ran out of my hole, it would send a shiver up my spine.

After a few minutes I decided to clean up and take a shower.

Later, after they got back, the girls were in the kitchen and I was sitting in the same spot on the couch where I had gotten fucked earlier in the day, when my wife’s friend came and sat down next to me with a glass of wine.

“Sarah had to take a phone call for work.” She said.

“Sound’s normal.” I answered.

“So, what did you do today while we were shopping?” she asked.

“Nothing much, just watched some TV, too cold to go do much.” I replied.

“We went shopping. After the first store, I realized I had left my whole purse here, so we came back and got it.” She said. I tried to keep a straight face.

“So we pull up in front of the house, and I walk up, and guess what I see through that big front window on this couch right here?” she asked.

“Um, I don’t know?” I replied. I could feel my face getting hot.

“Well, I see you sucking on a big, black dick. And the guy you are sucking, makes eye contact with me.”

I was speechless.

“I get to the back door, let myself in, get my purse, and I decided to come take a peek for myself. I quietly make my way to the corner of the living room over there, and well, you weren’t sucking on his dick anymore.” She said.

“Oh shit.” I said.

“Yeah, needless to say I was surprised. I’ve known you for a long time, and that’s the last thing I ever thought I would see you doing.”

I just looked at her, my face on fire.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t say anything to Sarah, and I won’t, cause that had to be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my life. But you need to be more careful, it could have been her coming back into the house, and who knows what would be happening right now?”

“Thanks.” I said. “And I will be more careful, I usually don’t fuck around at home.

“Good.” She said. “Unless I’m here, I’d like to catch you again!”

“I think we can make that work!” I said.

“Well, I’m all out of wine…” she said, stood up, and walked out of the room.

My wife’s high school friend moved to Michigan several years ago. She comes into Milwaukee every couple months for a weekend and they do girl things. We have had some unseasonably cold weather lately, so because of this the girl’s decided to spend Saturday shopping.

Due to the cold weather, I also have not been able to partake in one of my favorite pastimes, sucking black dick. For some reason, when it gets cold, car play goes out the window, which makes no sense to me because cars have heat. So that morning I was absolutely thirsty for some black dick, and I was pretty excited when one of my somewhat regulars reached out and wanted some head. Unfortunately, he didn’t want car head. I normally don’t host at my house, because A. I’m a DL guy and I really don’t want anyone knowing where I live, and B. I’m married, so it is pretty hard to set up times to host.

But like I said I was thirsty, the girls had decided to go shopping, and I had sucked off this guy’s gorgeous 8” cock  several times before, so I knew my secret was safe to him. I sent him my address and he arrived in no time at all. I met him at the front door, and I could tell he was ready by the buldge in his Adidas pants. I led him to my living room couch and he slid his pants down, then stepped out of them, his partially hard cock and low hanging balls just waiting for my mouth. He sat down on my couch, slid back, and told me to suck his dick.

I dropped my pants, then got on my knees in front of him. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, then took a hold of it, lifted his dick out of the way, and sucked on his balls before running my tongue up the bottom of his dick and taking it into my mouth.

“Ohhhh shittttt” he moaned as I started to slowly work up and down his cock. I was in no hurry, I wanted to savor every inch of this black dick while I could. I could feel my cock grow hard as a rock as I felt his grow in my mouth. It didn’t long and I was working up and down his shaft. He ran his hand into my hair and started to work my head up and down on his shaft faster. I reached down and stroked my cock, then looked up at him. He head was laying back on the couch as he worked my head up and down.

He took his hand out of my hair, and I grabbed his dick, then went back to sucking on his balls. My couch is shaped like an L, he was sitting near the corner of the L, and he put his right leg up on the other side of the couch. I lifted his big balls out of the way, and ran my tongue down his taint.

“Ooooooohhhhh shhiiitttt” he said again, slid down farther on the couch, then lifted his left leg up. I immediately started to rim his hole.

“Fuck yeah man, eat that ass!” he said.

I did. But not for very long, as he pushed my head back and ordered me to suck his cock. Of course I did as I was told and started working up and down on his shaft again. He slid his hand back into my hair and controlled my head again, moving it up and down as he thrust with his hips. This went on for a few more minutes, then he pushed my head back.

“I wanna fuck that ass” he said. In all of our prior meetings he had never wanted anything more than head, so I was surprised by this.

“I didn’t really plan for that, so I’m not cleaned out” I said.

“I told you, I wanna fuck that ass.” He said again.

“Ok. Just be patient, its been a while.” I said. I stood up and took a step back. He also stood up. I went to the couch and got on my knees in the corner of the L, with my head facing the corner. I bent over, and I could immediately feel his hand running over my cheeks.

“I’ve wanted this ass for a long time, just never in a car.” He said. I heard the lid of a bottle snap open, then felt his other hand slide a finger into my hole, then 2, he had to work his 2 fingers in and out a few times before he could fit in 3.

“Damn you are tight” He said.

“I said its been a while!” I answered.

I felt the head of his cock slide up and down my crack,  then he started to push his cock inside me. I felt the pop as his head went in, and was overcome by the pain and pleasure sensations at the same time. I tried to move away from his cock but he grabbed my hips and didn’t let me go anywhere.

“Where you goin?” has asked.

I took a deep breath and tried to relax, and after a few seconds I finally could, which was good because he just started pushing his cock slowly into me. I could feel my cock shriking as he pushed his in.

“That shit is nice and tight!” he said, holding his cock deep inside me.

He started to slowly fuck my hole. At first it hurt, a lot, especially when his head almost popped out of my hole, but he never let it come out, and after a could minutes of slow, painful strokes, all the pain was replaced with pleasure.

“Ooooohhhh fuuuccckk” I moaned. “Oooohhhhh fuck that feels so fuckin good.”    

It did. It felt so fuckin good getting plowed by a big black dick on my couch.

It didn’t take long at all and he was fucking me faster.

“Fuck yeah man, I’m gonna nut all up in that married ass…..” he said.

“Fuck yes man, please do, please give me that nut!” I replied.

He fucked away for about another minute, then buried his cock in me.

“OOOOooooohhhh fuck!!!!!!” he yelled. “Oh fuck catch this nut!”

He kept his cock buried in me for a little while longer, then slid it out, and let me tell you, I felt every inch of that 8” as he slid out of me. I waited a couple seconds, then stood up. He was already putting his pants back on.

“Need a towel?” I asked.

“Nah, I’m good I gotta bounce” he said.

I walked him to the door, his load running down my legs. He didn’t say anything else, just opened the door and left.

I laid a blanket on the couch and then sat down, every once in a while as his load ran out of my hole, it would send a shiver up my spine.

After a few minutes I decided to clean up and take a shower.

Later, after they got back, the girls were in the kitchen and I was sitting in the same spot on the couch where I had gotten fucked earlier in the day, when my wife’s friend came and sat down next to me with a glass of wine.

“Sarah had to take a phone call for work.” She said.

“Sound’s normal.” I answered.

“So, what did you do today while we were shopping?” she asked.

“Nothing much, just watched some TV, too cold to go do much.” I replied.

“We went shopping. After the first store, I realized I had left my whole purse here, so we came back and got it.” She said. I tried to keep a straight face.

“So we pull up in front of the house, and I walk up, and guess what I see through that big front window on this couch right here?” she asked.

“Um, I don’t know?” I replied. I could feel my face getting hot.

“Well, I see you sucking on a big, black dick. And the guy you are sucking, makes eye contact with me.”

I was speechless.

“I get to the back door, let myself in, get my purse, and I decided to come take a peek for myself. I quietly make my way to the corner of the living room over there, and well, you weren’t sucking on his dick anymore.” She said.

“Oh shit.” I said.

“Yeah, needless to say I was surprised. I’ve known you for a long time, and that’s the last thing I ever thought I would see you doing.”

I just looked at her, my face on fire.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t say anything to Sarah, and I won’t, cause that had to be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen in my life. But you need to be more careful, it could have been her coming back into the house, and who knows what would be happening right now?”

“Thanks.” I said. “And I will be more careful, I usually don’t fuck around at home.

“Good.” She said. “Unless I’m here, I’d like to catch you again!”

“I think we can make that work!” I said.

“Well, I’m all out of wine…” she said, stood up, and walked out of the room.

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Being a closeted bi-guy, it can be hard to find times to meet up with men outside my marriage. I always see lots of attractive men at the gym, but never thought of it as a place to hook up due to it always being busy when I was there.  Working second shift can play havoc on your gym schedule if you are trying to stay in shape. I always tried to go before work in the morning, but sometimes it didn’t work out and I ended up there in the evening after work. I enjoyed the after work nights more as the gym was basically empty, but I was usually dog tired.

One night I had a busy morning and had to go after work. I didn’t want to, but I had been a slacker for most of the week and I really needed to get a workout in. I arrived at the gym to a mostly empty parking lot, and as I walked in several people were leaving.

I walked into the locker room, and as I looked down the first row of lockers I locked eyes with an incredibly attractive black man. He was standing in just his boxers, had a slim, muscular build and sleeve tattoos. I didn’t break my eye contact with him until I moved on to the next row, because in the men’s locker room eye contact is just what you do.

As I changed thoughts flooded my head of how big his cock was and how much I’d like to suck it. I secretly loved sucking cock, but loved sucking black cock even more. Something about the contrast in skin color, the taste, and the dominant attitude of every black guy I hooked up with was such a turn on…..not to mention the size difference.  I figured since he was in his boxers, he was heading home and I wouldn’t get a chance to see him again.

I finished changing and hit the treadmills, then moved over to the weight equipment, and there he was. He was going through his routine on his own, and had a look of determination on his face as he moved from machine to machine, set to set. I also just went through my routine, and was close to being finished when I saw him walk into the locker room.

I finished my sets and went into the locker room. I walked past the first row and he was not there. The locker room had a main hallway, 5 rows of lockers to your right, then the hallway continued with the sauna and steam room on the right, both with glass doors, and the showers on the left. The hallway then turned left and led into the pool area. I stripped out of my sweaty workout clothes and made my way to the steam room, I always liked a good steam after a workout. It was also usually empty this time of night.

As I walked passed the sauna, I looked inside, and there he was, sitting on the sauna bench on a towel, legs spread apart just enough to be comfortable, and his cock just sitting there on the bench. My eyes locked onto his cock, it wasn’t hard, but it still had to be 6 inches and veiny…I slowed then realized what I was doing and shot my eyes up to his. Our eyes locked for a moment, then I looked over to the man sitting next to him, a middle aged white guy with a belly, grey hair, and a towel wrapped around his waist.  I kept walking and went into the steam room.

The steam room was all tile, had dim lights, and a tile bench that ran around the entire wall. The door was against the right wall, and the temp sensor was right next to the door. There was usually a bottle of water sitting on the bench that people poured onto the sensor to get the steam going. I located the bottle, dumped it on the sensor, then went and sat in my normal corner, opposite of the door. I opened my towel up and sat back as the steam kicked on. 

A short time later the door opened, and he walked in wearing nothing but a towel. He walked straight to the bench opposite the door, put his left leg up on the bench,  and started to stretch. I watched him out of the corner of my eye.  He then put his left leg down, put his right leg up, and stretched again. As he straightened out his back, I watched the town fall to the floor. I looked over to see his cock dangling. I then looked up at him and we made eye contact, and he looked down at his cock, then back at me.

I had an idea what he wanted and I wasn’t going to waste time finding out. I left my towel on the bench and slid over until he cock was right in my face. I reached up and grabbed the base of it, opened my mouth, and wrapped my lips around his head. He immediately grabbed a handful of my hair and started to move my head up and down on his shaft.  I could feel his cock quickly getting hard in my mouth, and he tasted amazing. He didn’t say anything, just kept working my mouth up and down his shaft.

After a little while, he stopped and pushed my head back.

“Look at me.” He ordered.

I did.

He took his cock in his other hand and slapped my face with it, it had to be 8.5-9 inches. Then he rubbed it all over my face, and pulled my face into his balls.

“Suck on those.”

I did. I ran my tongue all over his sack, then one at a time took his balls into my mouth and sucked on them.

“Yeah, just like that” he said. I continued to suck his balls until he pushed my head back again, then lifted his cock and balls together, and pushed my face into his taint.

“Now lick that bitch.”

I did. I worked my tongue all over.  I could tell he hadn’t showered, he tasted salty and amazing all at the same time. I was absolutely loving every minute of it………

He pushed my head back, then took his cock and slapped me in the face again. He then pushed my head back against the wall of the steam room, and adjusted himself so he was closer to me

“Open your fuckin mouth.” He ordered, and of course, I did.

He fed his hard cock back into my mouth, and then he started to fuck my face. He started out a little slow, then slowly he sped up. As he sped up, he pushed his cock harder into my mouth. I really wish I could have seen what we looked like from behind as he pounded my face and his balls slapped my chin. I could not believe this was happening at my gym!

I have no idea how long he pounded my face but it was a long time. His cock kept hitting my in the back of my throat and I kept fighting off my gag reflex. I wanted him to take a break from hammering my face but at the same time I didn’t. I kept my hands glued to the bench to prevent myself from slipping forward, and I could feel that my cock was hard as a rock and oozing precum.

Finally he slowed down and took a step back.

“Now your gonna throat this dick” he said as he guided his cock back into my mouth. He slowly pushed my head into his crotch until his cock hit the back of my throat, then he pushed harder.  I ran my hands up the back of his legs and grabbed a handfull of his ass with both hands, then I pushed as I focused on relaxing my throat. It took a minute, but his cock slipped down my throat. I fought back the urge to gag as he pushed my face all the way into his crotch.

“Fuck yeah man, just like that.” He said. He pulled his cock out of my throat, let me take a breath, then pushed it back in. All I could see was him, all I could taste was him, all I could hear was him, and I was loving every minute of it, He did this 3 or 4 times, then want back to fucking my face.

I was shocked how long he lasted. I have sucked off many men, but no one has ever just gone to town my mouth like he did for as long as he did. The whole time, he just kept his right hand in my hair and used it to take what he wanted. I didn’t care, I was enjoying being used by a real man.

He was pounding away at my face when he suddenly stopped and pushed my head back. He switched hands so his left hand was in my hair, then started to stroke his cock with his right hand.

“You’re gonna wear all this nut” he said. I looked down and saw a small amount of cum appear at the head of his cock, then a little more, then he shoved me head back against the wall hard and yelled.

“Oooohhhhhhhh shiiit”  as he started to blast my chest with his load. It was hot AF in the steam room, but I could still feel every blast as he coated my with his cum. With every pulse he just yelled

“Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.” And when I say yelled, I mean yelled. I wouldn’t be surprised if they heard him out on the gym floor! We made eye contact as he finished shooting his load, then he turned my head to my right, and sitting in the corner, where I was originally sitting, was the white guy from the sauna, legs spread, stroking his cock and watching us. He turned my head back toward him, then motioned in his direction with his chin.

I knew what he wanted me to do. I slid back over on the bench, a combination of his hot cum and my sweat running down my chest and just getting all over everything.  I sat next to the man, who took his hand off of his cock and leaned back, revealing about a 5” cock, with a huge mushroom head, a thick shaft, and a set of huge balls.

I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth. I love mushroom heads, and I danced my tongue around his head, before going down on his shaft. He was thick, thicker than the other guy, and I had to be careful with my teeth! I bobbed up and down on his shaft, and he just sat there, leaning against the wall. He didn’t say anything, or let out a moan or a groan. Just sat there.

I only worked his cock for a couple minutes when he suddenly grabbed my hair and pushed my head back, then took his other hand and stroked his cock a couple times before he started blasting my face with rope after rope of his cum. He just made a quiet grunting noise as he shot it all over my face. I closed my eyes and said “fuck yeah man, give it to me….” as I could feel it go in my hair, all over my forehead, my cheek, my eye, and even up my nose. Finally after 10 or 12 blasts, he stopped stroking  and guided my mouth back onto his cock. I could tell he was sensitive as his whole body squirmed as I worked up and down his shaft. Finally he pushed my head off and I sat up. The black man was gone.

I was a mess, I could feel all the cum in combination with my sweat just running down the front of my body. It felt so fuckin hot. I wished another man would just walk through the door and use my mouth like the last 2 guys did. I leaned back against the wall, licked the cum off my lips, and took a deep breath, when I felt him grab my hard cock with his hand and started to stroke me. I honestly had forgotten all about my cock while sucking his.

“Oh shit……” I said out loud. My cock was wet with a combination of sweat and cum. He slowly sped up and I knew I wasn’t going to last very long at all.

It seemed like just seconds later my cock started to erupt. He pointed my cock at me and I shot my load all over my stomach. I tried to stay quiet, but I couldn’t, and I just let out a load moan as I emptied the pent up load out of my balls.

Once I was done shooting, he stood up, then ran his cum covered hand through my hair, and walked out of the steam room.

I just sat there for a while, covered in cum and sweat. I could feel it all running down my body and every once in a while it would hit me just right and make me shiver. I was secretly hoping another man would walk through that door. When it didn’t happen after a while, I stood up, then used the wet towel to wipe off as much as the cum as I could. The towel was so wet with cum and sweat, I was pretty much just spreading it around instead of cleaning it off.  Part of me just wanted to get dressed and go home to my wife the sweaty, cum covered mess I was…….

By the time I got out of the shower, both of them were gone. I decided at that point to adjust my workout schedule to late nights a couple more nights a week, and hoped I would see them again.

I did…..

Being a closeted Bi married Guy, I am pretty new to the cruising scene. I love outdoor and public play more than anything, but I’m still unsure of what the “signs” are. I have been using Sniffies to meet up with all of the guys I meet up with, but was hoping to branch out to more spontaneous situations.

The steam room at my gym used to be pretty dark, and for some reason it had a door you could lock from the inside, so I always thought it would be a fun place to meet up with guys. Besides one late night meet up, I had not had much luck in the steam room, mostly because I really didn’t know what I was looking for, but there was always guys hanging out in the steam room in various stages of undress. I also had learned what times of day the steam room was busiest, and what time it was kind of empty, I wanted to catch the tail end of the busy part.

I thought maybe I could try and send a signal that I was looking for some fun with what I was wearing, so I decided to wear a jock one day. Its nothing special, just a normal Bike athletic jockstrap left over from my Marine Corps days. I finished my workout, then got undressed with the exception of the jock, wrapped a towel around my waist, and made my way to the steamroom.

The steam room is an all tile room, with tile benches all around the wall. It’s usually hot because guys pour cold water onto the temperature sensors, and at the time, it just had a couple incandescent bulbs, making it pretty dark.

I walked in and found the room was pretty full, with only a couple open seats. It wasn’t super hot, I assumed because of all the guys coming in and out, but it was still hot. Some guys wore shorts, some guys wore just a towel, and a few guys were sitting with their towels open and their cocks hanging out. I took a seat and opened my towel, revealing my jock.

I sat back, closed my eyes, and relaxed for a few minutes as I took in the steam. A couple guys were making small talk about football, BMW’s, and work. Soon, it started to get quiet so I opened my eyes to find a large group walking out. After they left, there was just 2 other guys left, both naked sitting on their towels.

“You are brave, wearing that in here.” One said, looking at me. He looked to be in his 50’s,  and in decent shape.

“Why is that?” I asked.

“Because some guys may think you are looking to do more than just sit in the steamroom.” He said.

“Then they would be right.” I answered.

“Why don’t you come sit over here then.” He said. He then looked at the other man, who looked to be around the same age, but had a definite dad bod with a large belly. I didn’t want to say anything, but guys with big bellies and nice cocks are a turn on for me. “Mark why don’t you get the door.” He said.

I sat down next to him and our eyes met, he then pushed my head down into his lap. I ran my tounge around the head of his musky cock, which suddenly started to spring to life and grow. After a couple seconds, he was hard enough to take into my mouth, so I did. I started to work up and down on his shaft, and he kept control of my head by holding a handful of my hair. Any time I started to speed up, he would slow me down.

“Now that’s a good little cocksucker.” He said, and started to thrust his hips up and down as I sucked his cock. I figured he had to be around 6” because he wasn’t hitting the back of my throat, and he wasn’t too thick because I had no issues working that dick. He tasted super salty, and it was such a turn on. I reached down and slid the front of my jock aside, and started to stroke my hard cock.

“Mmmmm, nice…..” he said.

I couldn’t see the other guy any more, so when I felt a hand slide down my crack and a finger around my hole, I didn’t know it was Mark, or the guy I was sucking. I shifted on the bench to give whoever it was better access, and kept sucking. I was hot and covered and sweat, and so was he. It was such a turn on to be hot and slippery. After feeling 1 finger work its way into my ass, in and out, I then felt 2 stretching me out, and then 3. I never stopped sucking his cock.

“Damn, you are thirsty and tight.” He said.

“Mmmmm Hmmmmmm.” Is all I could answer with a mouthful of dick.

“Where have you been?” he asked as I worked his dick.

“Do you like to fuck?” He asked.

“Sometimes.” I stopped and answered.

“I assume this is one of those times.” He asked.

“Yes, I cleaned out this morning.” I answered.

“I’d say good boy, but we look close to the same age.” He said. “Get over there in the corner.” He said, and pointed to the back corner of the steam room. I stood up, grabbed my towel, and moved back to the corner. I saw mark sitting next to the door, stroking his dick.

I got to the corner, put the towel on the floor, then knelt on the towel, bent over and put my arms on the bench.

“Perfect!” he said.

I felt his finger probe my hole again, heard him spit, then felt the head of his cock against my hole. I took a deep breath, relaxed, then pushed and he slid in.

“Oooooohhhhhhhhh man.” He said “Oh that’s nice and tight and hot!”

He slowly worked in and out a couple times, then just started to fuck. He wasn’t pounding, and he wasn’t super fast, just a nice, paced fucking. Anyone who bottoms knows that some days it can feel good, some days just ok, and some days just fucking amazing. This was an amazing day. I was in bliss as he fucked my hole from behind. I could still taste his dick in my mouth, it was hot as hell in that room, and he just kept sliding back and forth in my hole.

“Mark you want some sloppy seconds?” he asked

“Fuck yeah man.” He answered.

“Good, because I’m gonna fill this hole with a 7 day load!” he answered.

It didn’t take much longer, I felt him bottom out and started to gyrate as he moaned and shot his load inside me.

“Oh FUCK I needed that!” he said. “Your turn Mark!”

I didn’t move as he slid his cock out, and I heard him walk away. Mark must have been ready to go because it was only a couple seconds later when I felt another cuck sliding into my hole. Mark was definitely thicker, much thicker, and it surprised me as it hurt a little as he slide in, but he wasn’t was long, and it didn’t take much time until he was pumping away in my ass.

Mark didn’t take long to cum, at all, maybe 2 minutes. He was also quiet, all I could hear was his breathing as he filled my hole with a second load. Then mark stood up. I sat myself on the tile bench and watched as they walked to the door, unlocked it, and then the first guy said “Give us a couple minutes before you come out.”

“Ok.” I said. I was find with that, I wanted to sit on the hot bench for a couple minutes, relax, and feel the loads leak out of me.

After a couple minutes 3 guys came into the steam room. I got up and went to the shower. I am definitely going to wear my jock again in the future!

Being a closeted Bi married Guy, I am pretty new to the cruising scene. I love outdoor and public play more than anything, but I’m still unsure of what the “signs” are. I have been using Sniffies to meet up with all of the guys I meet up with, but was hoping to branch out to more spontaneous situations.

The steam room at my gym used to be pretty dark, and for some reason it had a door you could lock from the inside, so I always thought it would be a fun place to meet up with guys. Besides one late night meet up, I had not had much luck in the steam room, mostly because I really didn’t know what I was looking for, but there was always guys hanging out in the steam room in various stages of undress. I also had learned what times of day the steam room was busiest, and what time it was kind of empty, I wanted to catch the tail end of the busy part.

I thought maybe I could try and send a signal that I was looking for some fun with what I was wearing, so I decided to wear a jock one day. Its nothing special, just a normal Bike athletic jockstrap left over from my Marine Corps days. I finished my workout, then got undressed with the exception of the jock, wrapped a towel around my waist, and made my way to the steamroom.

The steam room is an all tile room, with tile benches all around the wall. It’s usually hot because guys pour cold water onto the temperature sensors, and at the time, it just had a couple incandescent bulbs, making it pretty dark.

I walked in and found the room was pretty full, with only a couple open seats. It wasn’t super hot, I assumed because of all the guys coming in and out, but it was still hot. Some guys wore shorts, some guys wore just a towel, and a few guys were sitting with their towels open and their cocks hanging out. I took a seat and opened my towel, revealing my jock.

I sat back, closed my eyes, and relaxed for a few minutes as I took in the steam. A couple guys were making small talk about football, BMW’s, and work. Soon, it started to get quiet so I opened my eyes to find a large group walking out. After they left, there was just 2 other guys left, both naked sitting on their towels.

“You are brave, wearing that in here.” One said, looking at me. He looked to be in his 50’s,  and in decent shape.

“Why is that?” I asked.

“Because some guys may think you are looking to do more than just sit in the steamroom.” He said.

“Then they would be right.” I answered.

“Why don’t you come sit over here then.” He said. He then looked at the other man, who looked to be around the same age, but had a definite dad bod with a large belly. I didn’t want to say anything, but guys with big bellies and nice cocks are a turn on for me. “Mark why don’t you get the door.” He said.

I sat down next to him and our eyes met, he then pushed my head down into his lap. I ran my tounge around the head of his musky cock, which suddenly started to spring to life and grow. After a couple seconds, he was hard enough to take into my mouth, so I did. I started to work up and down on his shaft, and he kept control of my head by holding a handful of my hair. Any time I started to speed up, he would slow me down.

“Now that’s a good little cocksucker.” He said, and started to thrust his hips up and down as I sucked his cock. I figured he had to be around 6” because he wasn’t hitting the back of my throat, and he wasn’t too thick because I had no issues working that dick. He tasted super salty, and it was such a turn on. I reached down and slid the front of my jock aside, and started to stroke my hard cock.

“Mmmmm, nice…..” he said.

I couldn’t see the other guy any more, so when I felt a hand slide down my crack and a finger around my hole, I didn’t know it was Mark, or the guy I was sucking. I shifted on the bench to give whoever it was better access, and kept sucking. I was hot and covered and sweat, and so was he. It was such a turn on to be hot and slippery. After feeling 1 finger work its way into my ass, in and out, I then felt 2 stretching me out, and then 3. I never stopped sucking his cock.

“Damn, you are thirsty and tight.” He said.

“Mmmmm Hmmmmmm.” Is all I could answer with a mouthful of dick.

“Where have you been?” he asked as I worked his dick.

“Do you like to fuck?” He asked.

“Sometimes.” I stopped and answered.

“I assume this is one of those times.” He asked.

“Yes, I cleaned out this morning.” I answered.

“I’d say good boy, but we look close to the same age.” He said. “Get over there in the corner.” He said, and pointed to the back corner of the steam room. I stood up, grabbed my towel, and moved back to the corner. I saw mark sitting next to the door, stroking his dick.

I got to the corner, put the towel on the floor, then knelt on the towel, bent over and put my arms on the bench.

“Perfect!” he said.

I felt his finger probe my hole again, heard him spit, then felt the head of his cock against my hole. I took a deep breath, relaxed, then pushed and he slid in.

“Oooooohhhhhhhhh man.” He said “Oh that’s nice and tight and hot!”

He slowly worked in and out a couple times, then just started to fuck. He wasn’t pounding, and he wasn’t super fast, just a nice, paced fucking. Anyone who bottoms knows that some days it can feel good, some days just ok, and some days just fucking amazing. This was an amazing day. I was in bliss as he fucked my hole from behind. I could still taste his dick in my mouth, it was hot as hell in that room, and he just kept sliding back and forth in my hole.

“Mark you want some sloppy seconds?” he asked

“Fuck yeah man.” He answered.

“Good, because I’m gonna fill this hole with a 7 day load!” he answered.

It didn’t take much longer, I felt him bottom out and started to gyrate as he moaned and shot his load inside me.

“Oh FUCK I needed that!” he said. “Your turn Mark!”

I didn’t move as he slid his cock out, and I heard him walk away. Mark must have been ready to go because it was only a couple seconds later when I felt another cuck sliding into my hole. Mark was definitely thicker, much thicker, and it surprised me as it hurt a little as he slide in, but he wasn’t was long, and it didn’t take much time until he was pumping away in my ass.

Mark didn’t take long to cum, at all, maybe 2 minutes. He was also quiet, all I could hear was his breathing as he filled my hole with a second load. Then mark stood up. I sat myself on the tile bench and watched as they walked to the door, unlocked it, and then the first guy said “Give us a couple minutes before you come out.”

“Ok.” I said. I was find with that, I wanted to sit on the hot bench for a couple minutes, relax, and feel the loads leak out of me.

After a couple minutes 3 guys came into the steam room. I got up and went to the shower. I am definitely going to wear my jock again in the future!

Being a closeted bi-guy, it can be hard to find times to meet up with men outside my marriage. I always see lots of attractive men at the gym, but never thought of it as a place to hook up due to it always being busy when I was there.  Working second shift can play havoc on your gym schedule if you are trying to stay in shape. I always tried to go before work in the morning, but sometimes it didn’t work out and I ended up there in the evening after work. I enjoyed the after work nights more as the gym was basically empty, but I was usually dog tired.

One night I had a busy morning and had to go after work. I didn’t want to, but I had been a slacker for most of the week and I really needed to get a workout in. I arrived at the gym to a mostly empty parking lot, and as I walked in several people were leaving.

I walked into the locker room, and as I looked down the first row of lockers I locked eyes with an incredibly attractive black man. He was standing in just his boxers, had a slim, muscular build and sleeve tattoos. I didn’t break my eye contact with him until I moved on to the next row, because in the men’s locker room eye contact is just what you do.

As I changed thoughts flooded my head of how big his cock was and how much I’d like to suck it. I secretly loved sucking cock, but loved sucking black cock even more. Something about the contrast in skin color, the taste, and the dominant attitude of every black guy I hooked up with was such a turn on…..not to mention the size difference.  I figured since he was in his boxers, he was heading home and I wouldn’t get a chance to see him again.

I finished changing and hit the treadmills, then moved over to the weight equipment, and there he was. He was going through his routine on his own, and had a look of determination on his face as he moved from machine to machine, set to set. I also just went through my routine, and was close to being finished when I saw him walk into the locker room.

I finished my sets and went into the locker room. I walked past the first row and he was not there. The locker room had a main hallway, 5 rows of lockers to your right, then the hallway continued with the sauna and steam room on the right, both with glass doors, and the showers on the left. The hallway then turned left and led into the pool area. I stripped out of my sweaty workout clothes and made my way to the steam room, I always liked a good steam after a workout. It was also usually empty this time of night.

As I walked passed the sauna, I looked inside, and there he was, sitting on the sauna bench on a towel, legs spread apart just enough to be comfortable, and his cock just sitting there on the bench. My eyes locked onto his cock, it wasn’t hard, but it still had to be 6 inches and veiny…I slowed then realized what I was doing and shot my eyes up to his. Our eyes locked for a moment, then I looked over to the man sitting next to him, a middle aged white guy with a belly, grey hair, and a towel wrapped around his waist.  I kept walking and went into the steam room.

The steam room was all tile, had dim lights, and a tile bench that ran around the entire wall. The door was against the right wall, and the temp sensor was right next to the door. There was usually a bottle of water sitting on the bench that people poured onto the sensor to get the steam going. I located the bottle, dumped it on the sensor, then went and sat in my normal corner, opposite of the door. I opened my towel up and sat back as the steam kicked on. 

A short time later the door opened, and he walked in wearing nothing but a towel. He walked straight to the bench opposite the door, put his left leg up on the bench,  and started to stretch. I watched him out of the corner of my eye.  He then put his left leg down, put his right leg up, and stretched again. As he straightened out his back, I watched the town fall to the floor. I looked over to see his cock dangling. I then looked up at him and we made eye contact, and he looked down at his cock, then back at me.

I had an idea what he wanted and I wasn’t going to waste time finding out. I left my towel on the bench and slid over until he cock was right in my face. I reached up and grabbed the base of it, opened my mouth, and wrapped my lips around his head. He immediately grabbed a handful of my hair and started to move my head up and down on his shaft.  I could feel his cock quickly getting hard in my mouth, and he tasted amazing. He didn’t say anything, just kept working my mouth up and down his shaft.

After a little while, he stopped and pushed my head back.

“Look at me.” He ordered.

I did.

He took his cock in his other hand and slapped my face with it, it had to be 8.5-9 inches. Then he rubbed it all over my face, and pulled my face into his balls.

“Suck on those.”

I did. I ran my tongue all over his sack, then one at a time took his balls into my mouth and sucked on them.

“Yeah, just like that” he said. I continued to suck his balls until he pushed my head back again, then lifted his cock and balls together, and pushed my face into his taint.

“Now lick that bitch.”

I did. I worked my tongue all over.  I could tell he hadn’t showered, he tasted salty and amazing all at the same time. I was absolutely loving every minute of it………

He pushed my head back, then took his cock and slapped me in the face again. He then pushed my head back against the wall of the steam room, and adjusted himself so he was closer to me

“Open your fuckin mouth.” He ordered, and of course, I did.

He fed his hard cock back into my mouth, and then he started to fuck my face. He started out a little slow, then slowly he sped up. As he sped up, he pushed his cock harder into my mouth. I really wish I could have seen what we looked like from behind as he pounded my face and his balls slapped my chin. I could not believe this was happening at my gym!

I have no idea how long he pounded my face but it was a long time. His cock kept hitting my in the back of my throat and I kept fighting off my gag reflex. I wanted him to take a break from hammering my face but at the same time I didn’t. I kept my hands glued to the bench to prevent myself from slipping forward, and I could feel that my cock was hard as a rock and oozing precum.

Finally he slowed down and took a step back.

“Now your gonna throat this dick” he said as he guided his cock back into my mouth. He slowly pushed my head into his crotch until his cock hit the back of my throat, then he pushed harder.  I ran my hands up the back of his legs and grabbed a handfull of his ass with both hands, then I pushed as I focused on relaxing my throat. It took a minute, but his cock slipped down my throat. I fought back the urge to gag as he pushed my face all the way into his crotch.

“Fuck yeah man, just like that.” He said. He pulled his cock out of my throat, let me take a breath, then pushed it back in. All I could see was him, all I could taste was him, all I could hear was him, and I was loving every minute of it, He did this 3 or 4 times, then want back to fucking my face.

I was shocked how long he lasted. I have sucked off many men, but no one has ever just gone to town my mouth like he did for as long as he did. The whole time, he just kept his right hand in my hair and used it to take what he wanted. I didn’t care, I was enjoying being used by a real man.

He was pounding away at my face when he suddenly stopped and pushed my head back. He switched hands so his left hand was in my hair, then started to stroke his cock with his right hand.

“You’re gonna wear all this nut” he said. I looked down and saw a small amount of cum appear at the head of his cock, then a little more, then he shoved me head back against the wall hard and yelled.

“Oooohhhhhhhh shiiit”  as he started to blast my chest with his load. It was hot AF in the steam room, but I could still feel every blast as he coated my with his cum. With every pulse he just yelled

“Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.” And when I say yelled, I mean yelled. I wouldn’t be surprised if they heard him out on the gym floor! We made eye contact as he finished shooting his load, then he turned my head to my right, and sitting in the corner, where I was originally sitting, was the white guy from the sauna, legs spread, stroking his cock and watching us. He turned my head back toward him, then motioned in his direction with his chin.

I knew what he wanted me to do. I slid back over on the bench, a combination of his hot cum and my sweat running down my chest and just getting all over everything.  I sat next to the man, who took his hand off of his cock and leaned back, revealing about a 5” cock, with a huge mushroom head, a thick shaft, and a set of huge balls.

I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth. I love mushroom heads, and I danced my tongue around his head, before going down on his shaft. He was thick, thicker than the other guy, and I had to be careful with my teeth! I bobbed up and down on his shaft, and he just sat there, leaning against the wall. He didn’t say anything, or let out a moan or a groan. Just sat there.

I only worked his cock for a couple minutes when he suddenly grabbed my hair and pushed my head back, then took his other hand and stroked his cock a couple times before he started blasting my face with rope after rope of his cum. He just made a quiet grunting noise as he shot it all over my face. I closed my eyes and said “fuck yeah man, give it to me….” as I could feel it go in my hair, all over my forehead, my cheek, my eye, and even up my nose. Finally after 10 or 12 blasts, he stopped stroking  and guided my mouth back onto his cock. I could tell he was sensitive as his whole body squirmed as I worked up and down his shaft. Finally he pushed my head off and I sat up. The black man was gone.

I was a mess, I could feel all the cum in combination with my sweat just running down the front of my body. It felt so fuckin hot. I wished another man would just walk through the door and use my mouth like the last 2 guys did. I leaned back against the wall, licked the cum off my lips, and took a deep breath, when I felt him grab my hard cock with his hand and started to stroke me. I honestly had forgotten all about my cock while sucking his.

“Oh shit……” I said out loud. My cock was wet with a combination of sweat and cum. He slowly sped up and I knew I wasn’t going to last very long at all.

It seemed like just seconds later my cock started to erupt. He pointed my cock at me and I shot my load all over my stomach. I tried to stay quiet, but I couldn’t, and I just let out a load moan as I emptied the pent up load out of my balls.

Once I was done shooting, he stood up, then ran his cum covered hand through my hair, and walked out of the steam room.

I just sat there for a while, covered in cum and sweat. I could feel it all running down my body and every once in a while it would hit me just right and make me shiver. I was secretly hoping another man would walk through that door. When it didn’t happen after a while, I stood up, then used the wet towel to wipe off as much as the cum as I could. The towel was so wet with cum and sweat, I was pretty much just spreading it around instead of cleaning it off.  Part of me just wanted to get dressed and go home to my wife the sweaty, cum covered mess I was…….

By the time I got out of the shower, both of them were gone. I decided at that point to adjust my workout schedule to late nights a couple more nights a week, and hoped I would see them again.

I did…..

Being a closeted bi-guy, it can be hard to find times to meet up with men outside my marriage. I always see lots of attractive men at the gym, but never thought of it as a place to hook up due to it always being busy when I was there.  Working second shift can play havoc on your gym schedule if you are trying to stay in shape. I always tried to go before work in the morning, but sometimes it didn’t work out and I ended up there in the evening after work. I enjoyed the after work nights more as the gym was basically empty, but I was usually dog tired.

One night I had a busy morning and had to go after work. I didn’t want to, but I had been a slacker for most of the week and I really needed to get a workout in. I arrived at the gym to a mostly empty parking lot, and as I walked in several people were leaving.

I walked into the locker room, and as I looked down the first row of lockers I locked eyes with an incredibly attractive black man. He was standing in just his boxers, had a slim, muscular build and sleeve tattoos. I didn’t break my eye contact with him until I moved on to the next row, because in the men’s locker room eye contact is just what you do.

As I changed thoughts flooded my head of how big his cock was and how much I’d like to suck it. I secretly loved sucking cock, but loved sucking black cock even more. Something about the contrast in skin color, the taste, and the dominant attitude of every black guy I hooked up with was such a turn on…..not to mention the size difference.  I figured since he was in his boxers, he was heading home and I wouldn’t get a chance to see him again.

I finished changing and hit the treadmills, then moved over to the weight equipment, and there he was. He was going through his routine on his own, and had a look of determination on his face as he moved from machine to machine, set to set. I also just went through my routine, and was close to being finished when I saw him walk into the locker room.

I finished my sets and went into the locker room. I walked past the first row and he was not there. The locker room had a main hallway, 5 rows of lockers to your right, then the hallway continued with the sauna and steam room on the right, both with glass doors, and the showers on the left. The hallway then turned left and led into the pool area. I stripped out of my sweaty workout clothes and made my way to the steam room, I always liked a good steam after a workout. It was also usually empty this time of night.

As I walked passed the sauna, I looked inside, and there he was, sitting on the sauna bench on a towel, legs spread apart just enough to be comfortable, and his cock just sitting there on the bench. My eyes locked onto his cock, it wasn’t hard, but it still had to be 6 inches and veiny…I slowed then realized what I was doing and shot my eyes up to his. Our eyes locked for a moment, then I looked over to the man sitting next to him, a middle aged white guy with a belly, grey hair, and a towel wrapped around his waist.  I kept walking and went into the steam room.

The steam room was all tile, had dim lights, and a tile bench that ran around the entire wall. The door was against the right wall, and the temp sensor was right next to the door. There was usually a bottle of water sitting on the bench that people poured onto the sensor to get the steam going. I located the bottle, dumped it on the sensor, then went and sat in my normal corner, opposite of the door. I opened my towel up and sat back as the steam kicked on. 

A short time later the door opened, and he walked in wearing nothing but a towel. He walked straight to the bench opposite the door, put his left leg up on the bench,  and started to stretch. I watched him out of the corner of my eye.  He then put his left leg down, put his right leg up, and stretched again. As he straightened out his back, I watched the town fall to the floor. I looked over to see his cock dangling. I then looked up at him and we made eye contact, and he looked down at his cock, then back at me.

I had an idea what he wanted and I wasn’t going to waste time finding out. I left my towel on the bench and slid over until he cock was right in my face. I reached up and grabbed the base of it, opened my mouth, and wrapped my lips around his head. He immediately grabbed a handful of my hair and started to move my head up and down on his shaft.  I could feel his cock quickly getting hard in my mouth, and he tasted amazing. He didn’t say anything, just kept working my mouth up and down his shaft.

After a little while, he stopped and pushed my head back.

“Look at me.” He ordered.

I did.

He took his cock in his other hand and slapped my face with it, it had to be 8.5-9 inches. Then he rubbed it all over my face, and pulled my face into his balls.

“Suck on those.”

I did. I ran my tongue all over his sack, then one at a time took his balls into my mouth and sucked on them.

“Yeah, just like that” he said. I continued to suck his balls until he pushed my head back again, then lifted his cock and balls together, and pushed my face into his taint.

“Now lick that bitch.”

I did. I worked my tongue all over.  I could tell he hadn’t showered, he tasted salty and amazing all at the same time. I was absolutely loving every minute of it………

He pushed my head back, then took his cock and slapped me in the face again. He then pushed my head back against the wall of the steam room, and adjusted himself so he was closer to me

“Open your fuckin mouth.” He ordered, and of course, I did.

He fed his hard cock back into my mouth, and then he started to fuck my face. He started out a little slow, then slowly he sped up. As he sped up, he pushed his cock harder into my mouth. I really wish I could have seen what we looked like from behind as he pounded my face and his balls slapped my chin. I could not believe this was happening at my gym!

I have no idea how long he pounded my face but it was a long time. His cock kept hitting my in the back of my throat and I kept fighting off my gag reflex. I wanted him to take a break from hammering my face but at the same time I didn’t. I kept my hands glued to the bench to prevent myself from slipping forward, and I could feel that my cock was hard as a rock and oozing precum.

Finally he slowed down and took a step back.

“Now your gonna throat this dick” he said as he guided his cock back into my mouth. He slowly pushed my head into his crotch until his cock hit the back of my throat, then he pushed harder.  I ran my hands up the back of his legs and grabbed a handfull of his ass with both hands, then I pushed as I focused on relaxing my throat. It took a minute, but his cock slipped down my throat. I fought back the urge to gag as he pushed my face all the way into his crotch.

“Fuck yeah man, just like that.” He said. He pulled his cock out of my throat, let me take a breath, then pushed it back in. All I could see was him, all I could taste was him, all I could hear was him, and I was loving every minute of it, He did this 3 or 4 times, then want back to fucking my face.

I was shocked how long he lasted. I have sucked off many men, but no one has ever just gone to town my mouth like he did for as long as he did. The whole time, he just kept his right hand in my hair and used it to take what he wanted. I didn’t care, I was enjoying being used by a real man.

He was pounding away at my face when he suddenly stopped and pushed my head back. He switched hands so his left hand was in my hair, then started to stroke his cock with his right hand.

“You’re gonna wear all this nut” he said. I looked down and saw a small amount of cum appear at the head of his cock, then a little more, then he shoved me head back against the wall hard and yelled.

“Oooohhhhhhhh shiiit”  as he started to blast my chest with his load. It was hot AF in the steam room, but I could still feel every blast as he coated my with his cum. With every pulse he just yelled

“Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.” And when I say yelled, I mean yelled. I wouldn’t be surprised if they heard him out on the gym floor! We made eye contact as he finished shooting his load, then he turned my head to my right, and sitting in the corner, where I was originally sitting, was the white guy from the sauna, legs spread, stroking his cock and watching us. He turned my head back toward him, then motioned in his direction with his chin.

I knew what he wanted me to do. I slid back over on the bench, a combination of his hot cum and my sweat running down my chest and just getting all over everything.  I sat next to the man, who took his hand off of his cock and leaned back, revealing about a 5” cock, with a huge mushroom head, a thick shaft, and a set of huge balls.

I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth. I love mushroom heads, and I danced my tongue around his head, before going down on his shaft. He was thick, thicker than the other guy, and I had to be careful with my teeth! I bobbed up and down on his shaft, and he just sat there, leaning against the wall. He didn’t say anything, or let out a moan or a groan. Just sat there.

I only worked his cock for a couple minutes when he suddenly grabbed my hair and pushed my head back, then took his other hand and stroked his cock a couple times before he started blasting my face with rope after rope of his cum. He just made a quiet grunting noise as he shot it all over my face. I closed my eyes and said “fuck yeah man, give it to me….” as I could feel it go in my hair, all over my forehead, my cheek, my eye, and even up my nose. Finally after 10 or 12 blasts, he stopped stroking  and guided my mouth back onto his cock. I could tell he was sensitive as his whole body squirmed as I worked up and down his shaft. Finally he pushed my head off and I sat up. The black man was gone.

I was a mess, I could feel all the cum in combination with my sweat just running down the front of my body. It felt so fuckin hot. I wished another man would just walk through the door and use my mouth like the last 2 guys did. I leaned back against the wall, licked the cum off my lips, and took a deep breath, when I felt him grab my hard cock with his hand and started to stroke me. I honestly had forgotten all about my cock while sucking his.

“Oh shit……” I said out loud. My cock was wet with a combination of sweat and cum. He slowly sped up and I knew I wasn’t going to last very long at all.

It seemed like just seconds later my cock started to erupt. He pointed my cock at me and I shot my load all over my stomach. I tried to stay quiet, but I couldn’t, and I just let out a load moan as I emptied the pent up load out of my balls.

Once I was done shooting, he stood up, then ran his cum covered hand through my hair, and walked out of the steam room.

I just sat there for a while, covered in cum and sweat. I could feel it all running down my body and every once in a while it would hit me just right and make me shiver. I was secretly hoping another man would walk through that door. When it didn’t happen after a while, I stood up, then used the wet towel to wipe off as much as the cum as I could. The towel was so wet with cum and sweat, I was pretty much just spreading it around instead of cleaning it off.  Part of me just wanted to get dressed and go home to my wife the sweaty, cum covered mess I was…….

By the time I got out of the shower, both of them were gone. I decided at that point to adjust my workout schedule to late nights a couple more nights a week, and hoped I would see them again.

I did…..

It was a boring Saturday, my in laws were in town and staying the night, and we were all sitting in the living room talking as it had cooled off a lot outside. Then my phone buzzed. I checked my message, it was from Jerome, and all it said was “I need your married hole now.” Jerome was a married man I had met off of doublelist, he had answered one of my ads when I was looking for a BBC to suck. Jerome was 7 years older than me, in decent shape (he worked out regularly), and a very handsome, well-spoken man.  He explained that he was married, and it had to stay on the DL. He and his wife when through “dry spells” as he called it. She was an athletic, white, marathon runner. Jerome liked me because at the time I was in the military, in great shape, and because I ran triathlons I was shaved smooth except for my 3” (the longest it could be) hair.

Jerome and I had an agreement, that I would be available for him whenever he needed, within reason, and he would only see me outside of his marriage. We had met several times, mostly at my house, sometimes in my garage when my wife or kids were home, and a couple times at his place. The first time we hooked up, it was oral only. I could not get enough of his 9” veiny cock. He was thick, stayed hard as a rock forever, and shot nice, big loads. He told me when I left that the next time we were going to fuck, and I better be ready. At the time, I had only used my wife’s toys on my hole when she wasn’t home, but even the biggest one wasn’t as big as Jerome was. I had ordered a big dildoe off eBay (easy to hide the purchase on the credit card) and religiously worked my hole for him. The second time we met he fucked me, and had been ever since.

I texted him back, and said it would not work tonight, my in laws were over. He didn’t answer for close to 5 minutes, then said “I don’t think you understand, I’m not asking. I’ll be at your house in 15 minutes and you can meet me in the garage or I’ll come to your front door. Me and the wife got into it and I need to bust. Wear your wife’s thong again, I think red is a good color.”

I replied that my in-laws were here, and I wasn’t cleaned out. He answered “That’s a you problem, you better figure it out, see you in 15 minutes.” I asked him for 30 min, and he told me in 20 he would be in my alley and I better be there.

I excused myself ran upstairs to my bedroom. I dug out my douche and used it as quickly as I could. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I found my wife’s red thong, put it on, and then came back downstairs. 4 minutes left I told my wife I had to go out to the garage to sell some Harley parts, and she questioned that it was pretty late. I explained that the guy was on his way with cash and she just shrugged her shoulders and said “whatever.”

My garage sits on an alley, the service door faces the house. I went into the service door, locked it, then wedged a board against it so it couldn’t be opened from the outside. I then opened the garage door half way and Jerome’s Cadillac was parked in front of it. He looked at me, then exited his car. He was wearing a white tank top and a pair of Adidas athletic pants.  He wasn’t wearing any underwear because his cock was pitching a huge tent.  He stepped in the garage and I closed the door behind him.

“Strip!” he ordered, and I did until I was standing in the garage in nothing but a red lace thong.

“There is my slut” he said.

Jerome slipped out of his shoes and dropped his pants. His cock was glistening as he stood there.

“Well don’t just stand there, suck it!”

I walked over to him, dropped to my knees, and took his cock into my mouth. It tasted, fruity…

“You like that? I lubed it all up and stroked it on the way here. Strawberry.

“mmmHmmm” is all I could answer as I devoured his dick. I really didn’t like how it tasted, I wanted to taste him, but I didn’t care because I was sucking on his gorgeous cock. I worked my head up and down, taking it to the back of my throat until I almost gagged, then working it some more.

“That’s it baby, suck my cock…..” Jerome said.

I ran my hands up the back of his legs and grabbed a hold of his firm ass, then really started to work my head up on down his pole. This went on for a while. Everyone once in a while Jerome would push my head back, grab a hold of his cock, and slap it all over my face, then slide it back in my mouth. Now most of the strawberry flavor was gone, and I could just taste him as I kept working that veiny cock. My cock was hard as a rock, and was barely staying inside the thong. I could feel the head of my cock pulsating against the seam on the thong, it was uncomfortable and a total turn on at the same time.

“Ok baby, I need to fuck now, go bend over your motorcycle.” Jerome ordered.

I stood up and walked across the garage; I bent over and put my elbows on the motorcycle seat. Jerome followed

“Just try to be quiet, my in-laws are here and the house is open.”

“I’ll try” he answered.

I felt him pull the thong out of my crack and to the side, then he ran the head of his cock up and down my crack, pausing at my hole. My legs shook in anticipation, and I was so worried about being messy. I heard the lube container open, and I assumed Jerome was lubing his cock up. Then I felt 1 finger rubbing lube around my hole for a split second before he slid his finger inside me. He pulled it out, then it was 2 fingers. He worked them in and out of my hole, pulled them out, then it was 3 as he slowly pushed them in. He used the bottom finger to rub my prostate. My knees got weak as I felt my cock leaking pre-cum, then he pulled them out.

“Fuck yeah baby, I love how you just close up right after I pull out my fingers.”

Next was my favorite part, the pain of him stretching me out as he pushed his cock in mixed with the pleasure that the pain gave me. He circled the head of his cock around my hole a couple times, then lined it up, and started to push. My knees got weak as he stretched me out. I fought every urge to move forward as he pushed, the pain was like a burning sensation mixed the feeling of being pulled apart, and at the same time it felt so fuckin good. I just focused on relaxing as I felt the head push and push against my hole, slowly stretching it out, then his cockhead popped inside of me, he grabbed my hips and pushed in as far as he could go.

“OH FUCK YEAH BABY” he yelled, keeping his cock buried in me. My cock had shrunk away and was no just leaking all over the thong as he started to slowly fuck me.

“God damn baby you are so fucking tight. That’s why I love this hole, its so fucking tight.”

The waves of pleasure and pain just keep hitting my, and I did my best to keep quiet and relaxed as Jerome continued to fuck me.

Suddenly, he just pulled out.

“Fuck yeah, I love watching that hole close up.” He said, as he slid is cock back into me. The wave of pain from the insertion hit me again, but I loved it. He did this 3-4 more times, I lost count. My ass hurt, but at the same time it felt so good to hurt. He kept pushing inside me as deep as he could.

“Fuck yeah, my little married slut loves this dick don’t you?”

“MmmmHmmmm” is all I could muster.

Slowly Jerome started to speed up, he didn’t fuck harder, just faster for a little while. The sound of him pounding my ass in my garage was so fuckin hot, I didn’t want him to stop, and I don’t think he did either.

I couldn’t say how long he fucked me for, but it was a long time. Eventually he started to fuck harder, which meant he was getting ready to cum. He would always squeeze my hips tighter with his hands and he started to pound me, and that’s how I knew he was getting ready to shoot.

“I’m going to come in you baby, I’m going to come in you and send you back to your fuckin house full of this nut.”

“Fuck yeah, you know I love it when you fill me” I answered.

I really did.

He was pounding hard now. It was excruciating, but felt so fuckin good at the same time.

“Awwww shit, Awwwwwwwww shit, awwww here it comes” he yelled as he buried his cock deep in me. I could feel his cock pulsating as he shot his load inside me.

“Awww fuck yeah baby, there you go. There you go baby! Fuck, I needed that!”

With that, he slowly stepped back and slid his cock out of me.

“Fuck yeah, there that hole goes closing up again!”

I stood up and turned around and looked at his cock. It was clean. I got lucky. I could feel part of his load run down my leg. He didn’t even want to clean up, he just walked over to his pants, slid them on, then slid on his shoes.

“I fuckin needed that man, my wife was on some bullshit tonight. Now I gotta go back to that shit. So much for being quiet” he said with a smile.

With that he walked over to the garage door. I walked over to the opener, opened it up, and Jerome got in his car and started it up. I realized I was just wearing a red thong and probably shouldn’t just stand there with the door open, so I closed it up. I got dressed, and went back inside the house. I changed back into my boxer briefs and hid my wife’s thong in the bottom of my laundry basket, it was a mess. I came back downstairs and sat back down.

“Parts sold?” my wife asked.

“Yup!”

I looked at here, and she just smiled, and then went back to her conversation.  

It was a boring Saturday, my in laws were in town and staying the night, and we were all sitting in the living room talking as it had cooled off a lot outside. Then my phone buzzed. I checked my message, it was from Jerome, and all it said was “I need your married hole now.” Jerome was a married man I had met off of doublelist, he had answered one of my ads when I was looking for a BBC to suck. Jerome was 7 years older than me, in decent shape (he worked out regularly), and a very handsome, well-spoken man.  He explained that he was married, and it had to stay on the DL. He and his wife when through “dry spells” as he called it. She was an athletic, white, marathon runner. Jerome liked me because at the time I was in the military, in great shape, and because I ran triathlons I was shaved smooth except for my 3” (the longest it could be) hair.

Jerome and I had an agreement, that I would be available for him whenever he needed, within reason, and he would only see me outside of his marriage. We had met several times, mostly at my house, sometimes in my garage when my wife or kids were home, and a couple times at his place. The first time we hooked up, it was oral only. I could not get enough of his 9” veiny cock. He was thick, stayed hard as a rock forever, and shot nice, big loads. He told me when I left that the next time we were going to fuck, and I better be ready. At the time, I had only used my wife’s toys on my hole when she wasn’t home, but even the biggest one wasn’t as big as Jerome was. I had ordered a big dildoe off eBay (easy to hide the purchase on the credit card) and religiously worked my hole for him. The second time we met he fucked me, and had been ever since.

I texted him back, and said it would not work tonight, my in laws were over. He didn’t answer for close to 5 minutes, then said “I don’t think you understand, I’m not asking. I’ll be at your house in 15 minutes and you can meet me in the garage or I’ll come to your front door. Me and the wife got into it and I need to bust. Wear your wife’s thong again, I think red is a good color.”

I replied that my in-laws were here, and I wasn’t cleaned out. He answered “That’s a you problem, you better figure it out, see you in 15 minutes.” I asked him for 30 min, and he told me in 20 he would be in my alley and I better be there.

I excused myself ran upstairs to my bedroom. I dug out my douche and used it as quickly as I could. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I found my wife’s red thong, put it on, and then came back downstairs. 4 minutes left I told my wife I had to go out to the garage to sell some Harley parts, and she questioned that it was pretty late. I explained that the guy was on his way with cash and she just shrugged her shoulders and said “whatever.”

My garage sits on an alley, the service door faces the house. I went into the service door, locked it, then wedged a board against it so it couldn’t be opened from the outside. I then opened the garage door half way and Jerome’s Cadillac was parked in front of it. He looked at me, then exited his car. He was wearing a white tank top and a pair of Adidas athletic pants.  He wasn’t wearing any underwear because his cock was pitching a huge tent.  He stepped in the garage and I closed the door behind him.

“Strip!” he ordered, and I did until I was standing in the garage in nothing but a red lace thong.

“There is my slut” he said.

Jerome slipped out of his shoes and dropped his pants. His cock was glistening as he stood there.

“Well don’t just stand there, suck it!”

I walked over to him, dropped to my knees, and took his cock into my mouth. It tasted, fruity…

“You like that? I lubed it all up and stroked it on the way here. Strawberry.

“mmmHmmm” is all I could answer as I devoured his dick. I really didn’t like how it tasted, I wanted to taste him, but I didn’t care because I was sucking on his gorgeous cock. I worked my head up and down, taking it to the back of my throat until I almost gagged, then working it some more.

“That’s it baby, suck my cock…..” Jerome said.

I ran my hands up the back of his legs and grabbed a hold of his firm ass, then really started to work my head up on down his pole. This went on for a while. Everyone once in a while Jerome would push my head back, grab a hold of his cock, and slap it all over my face, then slide it back in my mouth. Now most of the strawberry flavor was gone, and I could just taste him as I kept working that veiny cock. My cock was hard as a rock, and was barely staying inside the thong. I could feel the head of my cock pulsating against the seam on the thong, it was uncomfortable and a total turn on at the same time.

“Ok baby, I need to fuck now, go bend over your motorcycle.” Jerome ordered.

I stood up and walked across the garage; I bent over and put my elbows on the motorcycle seat. Jerome followed

“Just try to be quiet, my in-laws are here and the house is open.”

“I’ll try” he answered.

I felt him pull the thong out of my crack and to the side, then he ran the head of his cock up and down my crack, pausing at my hole. My legs shook in anticipation, and I was so worried about being messy. I heard the lube container open, and I assumed Jerome was lubing his cock up. Then I felt 1 finger rubbing lube around my hole for a split second before he slid his finger inside me. He pulled it out, then it was 2 fingers. He worked them in and out of my hole, pulled them out, then it was 3 as he slowly pushed them in. He used the bottom finger to rub my prostate. My knees got weak as I felt my cock leaking pre-cum, then he pulled them out.

“Fuck yeah baby, I love how you just close up right after I pull out my fingers.”

Next was my favorite part, the pain of him stretching me out as he pushed his cock in mixed with the pleasure that the pain gave me. He circled the head of his cock around my hole a couple times, then lined it up, and started to push. My knees got weak as he stretched me out. I fought every urge to move forward as he pushed, the pain was like a burning sensation mixed the feeling of being pulled apart, and at the same time it felt so fuckin good. I just focused on relaxing as I felt the head push and push against my hole, slowly stretching it out, then his cockhead popped inside of me, he grabbed my hips and pushed in as far as he could go.

“OH FUCK YEAH BABY” he yelled, keeping his cock buried in me. My cock had shrunk away and was no just leaking all over the thong as he started to slowly fuck me.

“God damn baby you are so fucking tight. That’s why I love this hole, its so fucking tight.”

The waves of pleasure and pain just keep hitting my, and I did my best to keep quiet and relaxed as Jerome continued to fuck me.

Suddenly, he just pulled out.

“Fuck yeah, I love watching that hole close up.” He said, as he slid is cock back into me. The wave of pain from the insertion hit me again, but I loved it. He did this 3-4 more times, I lost count. My ass hurt, but at the same time it felt so good to hurt. He kept pushing inside me as deep as he could.

“Fuck yeah, my little married slut loves this dick don’t you?”

“MmmmHmmmm” is all I could muster.

Slowly Jerome started to speed up, he didn’t fuck harder, just faster for a little while. The sound of him pounding my ass in my garage was so fuckin hot, I didn’t want him to stop, and I don’t think he did either.

I couldn’t say how long he fucked me for, but it was a long time. Eventually he started to fuck harder, which meant he was getting ready to cum. He would always squeeze my hips tighter with his hands and he started to pound me, and that’s how I knew he was getting ready to shoot.

“I’m going to come in you baby, I’m going to come in you and send you back to your fuckin house full of this nut.”

“Fuck yeah, you know I love it when you fill me” I answered.

I really did.

He was pounding hard now. It was excruciating, but felt so fuckin good at the same time.

“Awwww shit, Awwwwwwwww shit, awwww here it comes” he yelled as he buried his cock deep in me. I could feel his cock pulsating as he shot his load inside me.

“Awww fuck yeah baby, there you go. There you go baby! Fuck, I needed that!”

With that, he slowly stepped back and slid his cock out of me.

“Fuck yeah, there that hole goes closing up again!”

I stood up and turned around and looked at his cock. It was clean. I got lucky. I could feel part of his load run down my leg. He didn’t even want to clean up, he just walked over to his pants, slid them on, then slid on his shoes.

“I fuckin needed that man, my wife was on some bullshit tonight. Now I gotta go back to that shit. So much for being quiet” he said with a smile.

With that he walked over to the garage door. I walked over to the opener, opened it up, and Jerome got in his car and started it up. I realized I was just wearing a red thong and probably shouldn’t just stand there with the door open, so I closed it up. I got dressed, and went back inside the house. I changed back into my boxer briefs and hid my wife’s thong in the bottom of my laundry basket, it was a mess. I came back downstairs and sat back down.

“Parts sold?” my wife asked.

“Yup!”

I looked at here, and she just smiled, and then went back to her conversation.  

I’ve been a closeted bi guy for a while now. Being closeted, none of my friends have any idea, or so I thought…

I’ve known Mark for over 20 years now. We met in the Military, I am a Marine, he was a Corpsman, and our first interaction was when he had to administer me an IV after a night of drinking during our work up to an Iraq deployment. We both ended up moving back to WI and both ended up in the same line of work.

We are also both die hard, long distance motorcycle riders, and ended up joining the same MC. We have taken several trips together, from hammering out a ride from Milwaukee to Niagara Falls in a weekend to a 3.5 day run to pikes peak and back, along with several others.

This past summer we rode out to Maine to meet up with a group and do some riding around. We are both in our late 40’s now, so the trip out we had to split it into 2 days, it just wasn’t sane to try and do it all in one shot. Since we are both prior Military, we have both stayed in decent shape. While we can’t get up and go for an 8 mile run in the morning anymore, we both take care of ourselves. I’m 6’5 and about 225, Mark is 6’0 and 200. We are both married, and our wives often hang out while we are on the road.

We had just finished our first day of riding, and stopped in upstate NY. It poured rain for over half the day, so we were happy when we walked into the hotel and they had a bar/restaurant just off the lobby. We dropped our wet gear in the room and immediately went to the bar to test out their bourbon selection.

After dinner and drinks we both made our way back to the room. I took a quick shower, then laid down in bed wearing nothing but my boxer briefs. Nothing out of the ordinary since we were both military. Mark took his shower, and I flipped through the TV channels, until he exited the bathroom, wearing nothing, and sporting a hard on.

I thought back to all the years I had known him, and we had never showered together in a group shower, and I had never spied a look at his cock. So I had no idea he was sporting a thick 8”, uncut monster in his pants with a set of big, low hanging balls. He stood there for a second, just looking at me. I was temporarily froze and didn’t know what to do, except keep staring at his hard cock.

Finally I said: “You should probably put that away before I come over there and take care of it for you.”

Mark walked over to the other bed, lied down, and said: “Don’t make promises you can’t keep Marine!”

He had hardly finished talking when I rolled out of my bed, hopped into his, spread his legs and buried my face into his sack, sucking and licking each nut. After taking my time, and getting a couple moans of approval from mark, I ran my tongue up his shaft, and circled the covered head of his cock a couple times before taking him in my mouth and sliding down his cock.

“Oh shit!” He whispered.

I started working up and down his shaft slowly, stopping when he hit the back of my throat. I was hard as a rock, I couldn’t believe I was sucking his cock, and it was hot to think my wife was probably hanging out with his wife while I was here sucking his dick.

Mark continued to grunt with pleasure as I worked up and down his shaft. I had been lying down, and I got up on all fours because I really wanted to deep throat his cock. I slid down until I felt him hit the back of my throat, took a deep breath, relaxed, then started to slide down some more, it took a few seconds, then his cock slid into my throat. I fought back the urge to gag as he put his hand on the back of my head and thrust his hips up.

“Oh fuck yeah!” He said “Oh fuck, I’ve never done this before!”

He took his hand off of the back of my head, and I slid back up his shaft and took a deep breath. I didn’t wait long to slide back down his shaft and repeat the process. On the third or fourth time, Mark grabbed the back of my head, and keeping his cock deep in my mouth, slowly fucked my throat. It took all I had not to gag as he pushed my face into his crotch and fucked my throat. After what seemed like a long, long time of doing this, he let go of my head and I came up for air.

“Pull back the skin and work my head” he said. “I want to cum.”

I reached down and pulled back his foreskin, revealing a pink, throbbing, cock head. I took it into my mouth and started working up and down, sucking as hard as I could and going as fast as I could.

“Fuck yeah man, thats it!” He said. “Yeahhhhhhh thats it!”

I felt the head of his cock really start to pulsate.

“Oh fuck yeah man I’m gonna cum” he said. I worked his head a little faster, and I could see his whole body tense up as he yelled: “Ooohhhhhh Fuuuuuuuuck!” and started to pump my mouth full of cum.

It was hot as fuck to feel each individual pulse as he emptied his balls into my mouth. I kept sucking hard, and massaged his balls as he shot, swallowing every time my mouth was full. When I knew he was done, I backed off his cock and reached down, giving it a little squeeze as I stroked it, and coaxing the last little bit of his load out. Mark took a deep breath.

“Holy fuck man, that was amazing.”

“How did you know?” I asked him.

“I didn’t.” He said. “I just guessed. I’ve known you for a long time, and one day you went from denying every gay jab we took at you to going along with them, so I thought what the hell.”

“Well I had no idea you would be down.” I said.

“What guy isn’t down for a BJ?” He said as he smiled.

I got back into my bed, we made a little small talk about what time we had to get up in the morning, and then Mark was asleep. My alarm went off at 6 am. I rolled over, turned it off, then rolled over the other way to be greeted by Mark, standing at the edge of my bed with a solid Hard on.

“Take care of this morning wood?” He asked.

“Of course!” I replied.

I’ve been a closeted bi guy for a while now. Being closeted, none of my friends have any idea, or so I thought…

I’ve known Mark for over 20 years now. We met in the Military, I am a Marine, he was a Corpsman, and our first interaction was when he had to administer me an IV after a night of drinking during our work up to an Iraq deployment. We both ended up moving back to WI and both ended up in the same line of work.

We are also both die hard, long distance motorcycle riders, and ended up joining the same MC. We have taken several trips together, from hammering out a ride from Milwaukee to Niagara Falls in a weekend to a 3.5 day run to pikes peak and back, along with several others.

This past summer we rode out to Maine to meet up with a group and do some riding around. We are both in our late 40’s now, so the trip out we had to split it into 2 days, it just wasn’t sane to try and do it all in one shot. Since we are both prior Military, we have both stayed in decent shape. While we can’t get up and go for an 8 mile run in the morning anymore, we both take care of ourselves. I’m 6’5 and about 225, Mark is 6’0 and 200. We are both married, and our wives often hang out while we are on the road.

We had just finished our first day of riding, and stopped in upstate NY. It poured rain for over half the day, so we were happy when we walked into the hotel and they had a bar/restaurant just off the lobby. We dropped our wet gear in the room and immediately went to the bar to test out their bourbon selection.

After dinner and drinks we both made our way back to the room. I took a quick shower, then laid down in bed wearing nothing but my boxer briefs. Nothing out of the ordinary since we were both military. Mark took his shower, and I flipped through the TV channels, until he exited the bathroom, wearing nothing, and sporting a hard on.

I thought back to all the years I had known him, and we had never showered together in a group shower, and I had never spied a look at his cock. So I had no idea he was sporting a thick 8”, uncut monster in his pants with a set of big, low hanging balls. He stood there for a second, just looking at me. I was temporarily froze and didn’t know what to do, except keep staring at his hard cock.

Finally I said: “You should probably put that away before I come over there and take care of it for you.”

Mark walked over to the other bed, lied down, and said: “Don’t make promises you can’t keep Marine!”

He had hardly finished talking when I rolled out of my bed, hopped into his, spread his legs and buried my face into his sack, sucking and licking each nut. After taking my time, and getting a couple moans of approval from mark, I ran my tongue up his shaft, and circled the covered head of his cock a couple times before taking him in my mouth and sliding down his cock.

“Oh shit!” He whispered.

I started working up and down his shaft slowly, stopping when he hit the back of my throat. I was hard as a rock, I couldn’t believe I was sucking his cock, and it was hot to think my wife was probably hanging out with his wife while I was here sucking his dick.

Mark continued to grunt with pleasure as I worked up and down his shaft. I had been lying down, and I got up on all fours because I really wanted to deep throat his cock. I slid down until I felt him hit the back of my throat, took a deep breath, relaxed, then started to slide down some more, it took a few seconds, then his cock slid into my throat. I fought back the urge to gag as he put his hand on the back of my head and thrust his hips up.

“Oh fuck yeah!” He said “Oh fuck, I’ve never done this before!”

He took his hand off of the back of my head, and I slid back up his shaft and took a deep breath. I didn’t wait long to slide back down his shaft and repeat the process. On the third or fourth time, Mark grabbed the back of my head, and keeping his cock deep in my mouth, slowly fucked my throat. It took all I had not to gag as he pushed my face into his crotch and fucked my throat. After what seemed like a long, long time of doing this, he let go of my head and I came up for air.

“Pull back the skin and work my head” he said. “I want to cum.”

I reached down and pulled back his foreskin, revealing a pink, throbbing, cock head. I took it into my mouth and started working up and down, sucking as hard as I could and going as fast as I could.

“Fuck yeah man, thats it!” He said. “Yeahhhhhhh thats it!”

I felt the head of his cock really start to pulsate.

“Oh fuck yeah man I’m gonna cum” he said. I worked his head a little faster, and I could see his whole body tense up as he yelled: “Ooohhhhhh Fuuuuuuuuck!” and started to pump my mouth full of cum.

It was hot as fuck to feel each individual pulse as he emptied his balls into my mouth. I kept sucking hard, and massaged his balls as he shot, swallowing every time my mouth was full. When I knew he was done, I backed off his cock and reached down, giving it a little squeeze as I stroked it, and coaxing the last little bit of his load out. Mark took a deep breath.

“Holy fuck man, that was amazing.”

“How did you know?” I asked him.

“I didn’t.” He said. “I just guessed. I’ve known you for a long time, and one day you went from denying every gay jab we took at you to going along with them, so I thought what the hell.”

“Well I had no idea you would be down.” I said.

“What guy isn’t down for a BJ?” He said as he smiled.

I got back into my bed, we made a little small talk about what time we had to get up in the morning, and then Mark was asleep. My alarm went off at 6 am. I rolled over, turned it off, then rolled over the other way to be greeted by Mark, standing at the edge of my bed with a solid Hard on.

“Take care of this morning wood?” He asked.

“Of course!” I replied.

My wife and I recently traveled from Milwaukee to Nevada. Both ways we had a layover in MSP. On the way home, we were rushing to make it to our connecting flight through the huge airport, when we were notified it was delayed 2 hours. Needless to say we were less than happy.  We made our way to the gate, then took turns waiting with the carry-ons while the other used the bathroom.  It was a red eye flight, so the airport was pretty deserted, unlike the way out when it was absolutely a zoo!

When it was my turn I headed to the men’s room. If you have never been to MSP, the men’s rooms are set up like a backwards P, with a short hallway, then the bottom of the P is the urinals and the toilets, and then the top of the P is the sinks with windows out onto the tarmac. At least it was set up this way where we were.

I walked in, used the urinal and did my business, then was walking around to the curve of the P to go to the sinks. As I walked, I passed the stalls, and out of the corner of my eye I saw something that stopped me dead in my tracks. The door to the 3rd stall was open, and standing in it was a man slowly stroking a semi-hard black cock through the hole in the front of his khakis. I started at it for a few second, then made eye contact with him, and he nodded his head as to invite me into the stall.

No way he knew it, but I love sucking big black cocks. I get so horny getting on my knees and servicing black men. Unfortunately, with family and work, it had been a while since I had had the pleasure of sucking on a big black dick. I knew I had some time, so I didn’t hesitate anymore and walked toward the stall.

He stepped aside and let me in, then closed locked the door behind me. The stall had enough room for 2, but was not very spacious. He undid his pants and let them fall to the floor.

“Drop your pants.” He said.

I undid my belt and did as he asked, taking my underwear down with them.

“Now sit down” he said. I sat on the toilet, and his cock was now perfectly eye level. It was also hard than it was when I first saw it, but not hard yet. He took his cock and slapped it on my face a couple times, then rubbed it around. I could smell his musk, and I was already getting hard.

He put his hand on my forehead, pushed my head back a little, slapped his cock on my open mouth, then slowly slid it in. I immediately started to suck as he slowly pushed it in, god he tasted sooooo fucking good!!!!! He let his arms fall to his side and stood there as I worked up and down on his shaft. He had grown to about 8” and was not rock hard.

I took my time, I didn’t want him to cum yet, I wanted to savor this moment! I had hooked up with guys with apps before, but I had never hooked up with a total anon guy in public, it was so fucking hot, and he tasted so fucking good! My cock was hard as a rock and I stroked it as I sucked him. I looked up at him and we made eye contact. He smiled and said “Just keep doing that……”

So I did. I sucked him slowly, deliberately, and quietly. Despite my best effort, every once in a while I would break suction and make a sucking noise, and now and then, he would let out a quiet groan.  Every once in a while I could hear someone come into the bathroom, use it, then leave. No one said anything, but it turned me on because I knew that had to see 2 sets of feet in the stall!

He put his hand in my hair, then pushed his cock to the back of my throat. It stopped, and I fought back the urge to gag as he kept pushing.  He pushed my head back and let me catch my breath. “Lets try that again…..” he said as he pulled my head in again. This time I felt the head of his cock start to stretch my throat a little bit, and I fought the urge to gag again. I had depthroated a cock before, but it had been a long while. He gave me another break, and I caught my breath.

I took a deep breath and tried to relax, his cock came into my mouth, to my throat, then slid down my throat.

“Ooooohhhh Shit!” he said, and he wasn’t quiet. I couldn’t tell if anyone else was in the bathroom because I had been so focused on swallowing his cock. He held his cock down my throat for what seemed like forever, then when I think I really sounded like I was struggling, he pushed my head back and let me take a breath.

He looked down at me. “Again!” he said. I opened my mouth and he slid back in, this time my throat was ready and he slid right in.

“Oooooh shit baby, now that’s a throat!” he said. He ground his hips around in a circular motion, then started to fuck my face. He was working his hips until his cock almost popped out of my mouth, then would push it back in, push it down my throat, then back out and repeat.  He started slow, but was slowly getting faster. Eventually he put both his hands on the back of my head and was pounding my throat, I was doing my best not to gag and keep up with him and be mindful of my teeth. Despite my face just getting pounded, my cock was still rock hard!

 Eventually he was pounding my face so hard I knew he had to be close. I also knew we were not being quiet anymore. I could feel his cock start to pulsate in my mouth….

“Oh shit, Oh shit, OOOHHHHHH SHIIIIITTTTTT” he almost yelled as he pulled my head towards him and shoved his cock down my throat. I could feel it pulsating as I fought the urge to gag as he flooded my stomach with his cum.

“Ooooohhh SHIT!” HE said one more time, the slid his cock out. I watched it pulsate as it started to slowly go limp.

“Oh fuck man, I needed that.” He said.

I looked at his cock, it was glistening, veiny, and slowly getting smaller.

“Want me to clean that off?” I asked.

“Nope! Leave it just like that!” he said as he reached down and pulled up his pants. He secured his belt and zipped up his zipper.

“Now you can finish yourself up.” He said as he looked down at me. He opened the stall door and stepped out. I closed it behind him. No way I was going to finish off myself, I was going to save that load for my wife when we got home.

I wiped off my beard the best I could, stood up, put my pants back on, then stepped out of the stall. The bathroom was deserted. I walked around to the sinks and they were deserted too. If anyone did know, they apparently didn’t car.

I walked back out into the concourse and made my way back to my wife. She was just sitting reading a magazine she had packed, and didn’t say anything when I sat down. Either I wasn’t gone as long as I thought, or she didn’t even notice. I wondered if she would notice that my face smelled like black cock.

Probably not.  

My wife and I recently traveled from Milwaukee to Nevada. Both ways we had a layover in MSP. On the way home, we were rushing to make it to our connecting flight through the huge airport, when we were notified it was delayed 2 hours. Needless to say we were less than happy.  We made our way to the gate, then took turns waiting with the carry-ons while the other used the bathroom.  It was a red eye flight, so the airport was pretty deserted, unlike the way out when it was absolutely a zoo!

When it was my turn I headed to the men’s room. If you have never been to MSP, the men’s rooms are set up like a backwards P, with a short hallway, then the bottom of the P is the urinals and the toilets, and then the top of the P is the sinks with windows out onto the tarmac. At least it was set up this way where we were.

I walked in, used the urinal and did my business, then was walking around to the curve of the P to go to the sinks. As I walked, I passed the stalls, and out of the corner of my eye I saw something that stopped me dead in my tracks. The door to the 3rd stall was open, and standing in it was a man slowly stroking a semi-hard black cock through the hole in the front of his khakis. I started at it for a few second, then made eye contact with him, and he nodded his head as to invite me into the stall.

No way he knew it, but I love sucking big black cocks. I get so horny getting on my knees and servicing black men. Unfortunately, with family and work, it had been a while since I had had the pleasure of sucking on a big black dick. I knew I had some time, so I didn’t hesitate anymore and walked toward the stall.

He stepped aside and let me in, then closed locked the door behind me. The stall had enough room for 2, but was not very spacious. He undid his pants and let them fall to the floor.

“Drop your pants.” He said.

I undid my belt and did as he asked, taking my underwear down with them.

“Now sit down” he said. I sat on the toilet, and his cock was now perfectly eye level. It was also hard than it was when I first saw it, but not hard yet. He took his cock and slapped it on my face a couple times, then rubbed it around. I could smell his musk, and I was already getting hard.

He put his hand on my forehead, pushed my head back a little, slapped his cock on my open mouth, then slowly slid it in. I immediately started to suck as he slowly pushed it in, god he tasted sooooo fucking good!!!!! He let his arms fall to his side and stood there as I worked up and down on his shaft. He had grown to about 8” and was not rock hard.

I took my time, I didn’t want him to cum yet, I wanted to savor this moment! I had hooked up with guys with apps before, but I had never hooked up with a total anon guy in public, it was so fucking hot, and he tasted so fucking good! My cock was hard as a rock and I stroked it as I sucked him. I looked up at him and we made eye contact. He smiled and said “Just keep doing that……”

So I did. I sucked him slowly, deliberately, and quietly. Despite my best effort, every once in a while I would break suction and make a sucking noise, and now and then, he would let out a quiet groan.  Every once in a while I could hear someone come into the bathroom, use it, then leave. No one said anything, but it turned me on because I knew that had to see 2 sets of feet in the stall!

He put his hand in my hair, then pushed his cock to the back of my throat. It stopped, and I fought back the urge to gag as he kept pushing.  He pushed my head back and let me catch my breath. “Lets try that again…..” he said as he pulled my head in again. This time I felt the head of his cock start to stretch my throat a little bit, and I fought the urge to gag again. I had depthroated a cock before, but it had been a long while. He gave me another break, and I caught my breath.

I took a deep breath and tried to relax, his cock came into my mouth, to my throat, then slid down my throat.

“Ooooohhhh Shit!” he said, and he wasn’t quiet. I couldn’t tell if anyone else was in the bathroom because I had been so focused on swallowing his cock. He held his cock down my throat for what seemed like forever, then when I think I really sounded like I was struggling, he pushed my head back and let me take a breath.

He looked down at me. “Again!” he said. I opened my mouth and he slid back in, this time my throat was ready and he slid right in.

“Oooooh shit baby, now that’s a throat!” he said. He ground his hips around in a circular motion, then started to fuck my face. He was working his hips until his cock almost popped out of my mouth, then would push it back in, push it down my throat, then back out and repeat.  He started slow, but was slowly getting faster. Eventually he put both his hands on the back of my head and was pounding my throat, I was doing my best not to gag and keep up with him and be mindful of my teeth. Despite my face just getting pounded, my cock was still rock hard!

 Eventually he was pounding my face so hard I knew he had to be close. I also knew we were not being quiet anymore. I could feel his cock start to pulsate in my mouth….

“Oh shit, Oh shit, OOOHHHHHH SHIIIIITTTTTT” he almost yelled as he pulled my head towards him and shoved his cock down my throat. I could feel it pulsating as I fought the urge to gag as he flooded my stomach with his cum.

“Ooooohhh SHIT!” HE said one more time, the slid his cock out. I watched it pulsate as it started to slowly go limp.

“Oh fuck man, I needed that.” He said.

I looked at his cock, it was glistening, veiny, and slowly getting smaller.

“Want me to clean that off?” I asked.

“Nope! Leave it just like that!” he said as he reached down and pulled up his pants. He secured his belt and zipped up his zipper.

“Now you can finish yourself up.” He said as he looked down at me. He opened the stall door and stepped out. I closed it behind him. No way I was going to finish off myself, I was going to save that load for my wife when we got home.

I wiped off my beard the best I could, stood up, put my pants back on, then stepped out of the stall. The bathroom was deserted. I walked around to the sinks and they were deserted too. If anyone did know, they apparently didn’t car.

I walked back out into the concourse and made my way back to my wife. She was just sitting reading a magazine she had packed, and didn’t say anything when I sat down. Either I wasn’t gone as long as I thought, or she didn’t even notice. I wondered if she would notice that my face smelled like black cock.

Probably not.  

Cycling has become my exercise of choice the older I get. At 46 I don’t consider myself “old,” but I am not the 28 year old kid who can run 13 miles and then go to work anymore. I was on my bike and it was a hot day, 88 and humid, so I had hydrated before I left for my ride. At about mile 20, I had to stop and use the bathroom. I have a few local routes I ride on a regular basis, and the one I was on takes me through the Root River Parkway. Luckily, there is a picnic area and a bathroom along the way.

I pulled into the picnic area parking lot then walked my bike around to the bathroom on the back side of the shelter. I noticed another rider sitting on the picnic benches in the shelter. I hurriedly went in and out, as I hate leaving my bike sitting outside unattended. I came out and walked around the side of the building opposite the way I came in, past the other rider. He was a silver haired gentleman, dressed in a bright orange cycling outfit, which matched his bright orange bike, and was sitting at the picnic table with his back to the table, kind of leaning back on it. As I approached, we made eye contact, and he slowly opened his legs and rubbed his crotch.

My eyes immediately wandered down to see a large bulge in his cycling shorts, then back up where our eyes met again. I had never seen him before, and I like to think I’m a masculine, straight appearing married guy, so not sure how he knew I was a closeted bi married man.

“Lead the way, and I’ll suck that.”  I said to him.

He stood up, picked up his bike, and started to walk it towards the woods. I followed. The shelter isn’t far from the tree line, and while the woods are a little sparse where the tree line starts, they eventually get thicker. We walked probably 75 yards or so when he leaned his bike against a tree, so I did the same, and dropped off my glasses, gloves and helmet. The air was still in the woods, and I was hot and sweaty from my ride, and now I was even hotter.  He walked into the woods about 10 more yards from we left our bikes to a giant oak tree, then moved around it so we were on the opposite side of it from the shelter.

He immediately worked out of his cycling shorts, and leaving his shoes on stepped out of them. His cock was semi hard, uncut and had a gorgeous mushroom head! I am a sucker for an uncut cock, so this was too good to be true. I dropped to my knees in front of him so his cock was eye level, and I watched it pulse up and down with anticipation. I ran my tongue up the top of his shaft, then back down, and it continued to get hard. When I got to the head, I slowly took it into my mouth, then slowly slid down how shift.

   “mmmmmmmmm” he moaned.

I started to work up and down on his shaft, which had grown to about 7”. He tasted so damn good, a combination of salt and sweat. I wanted to savor every inch of this uncut dick, so I continued to take my time working up and down the shaft.

“Suck my balls” he ordered.

I slid his cock all the way out of my mouth, then took that hard shaft into my right hand as I ran my tongue down the bottom of his shaft.

“Mmmmmmm, damn.” He said as I ran my tongue down his sack to his left nut and took it into my mouth, sucking and licking it at the same time, then I switched over to the right and did the same. I ran my tongue back up the bottom of his shaft and took his cock back into my mouth.  It felt like it was 100 degrees in those woods and I was sweating like crazy.

“Damn you are good at this….” He said as he put his hand on my head and started to work me up and down his shaft faster. I continued to suck him for about 5 more minutes, speeding up and slowing down, sucking hard while running my tongue over his uncut head, when he pushed my head back and off of his cock.

“Stand up.” He ordered.

I did. He unzipped my cycling jersey and pushed it back off my shoulders. I got the message and took it off the rest of the way. My cycling shorts were bibs, and I didn’t have a shirt underneath. He first reached up and pinched my nipples, then sild the bibs off of my shoulders.

“Take those off.” He ordered.

I worked the bibs down and then slowly slid the shorts off, stepping out of them I was totally naked except for my shoes. It took me a second to work my shorts off because I was hard as a rock after sucking his cock. He put his hands on my shoulders then turned me around so I was facing the tree, then he put a hand on my waist and bent my over a little until I braced myself on the tree. I felt him run his hand down my back, into the crack of my ass, then felt a finger rubbing the outside of my hole. It didn’t stay there long before he slid it into my hole.

“Damn, you are nice and wet” he said. “I’m going to fuck this hole, is that ok.”

“Yes!” I answered.

I heard the sound of a cap on a lube bottle being opened, apparently he came prepared! He must have lubed up his cock first, then I felt his finger again, then 2, as he lubed up my hole.  I heard him drop the lube bottle then felt the head of his cock sliding up and down my ass crack.

“Damn, so sweaty, so hot!” he said as he started to push his mushroom head into my hole. At first, he just kept constant pressure and his cock, and it wouldn’t slide it. I took a deep breath, and then pushed with my muscles, and I felt his mushroom head start to slide in. His fat head hurt, but it felt so good at the same time. One of my favorite parts of getting fucked is always the initial penetration; the pain combined with pleasure always puts me in a state of bliss. He pushed his cock all the way in until I felt him pushing against my cheeks with his body. He moved his hips in a circular motion and continued to push himself deep in me while grabbing my hips.

“Fuck yeah man, what an eager hole.” He said. “You like my cock in you?” he asked

“Fuck yes.” I replied.

I really did. It felt so fucking good. I hadn’t been fucked in a couple months and was only using my wife’s toys, so I had forgotten how good a nice cock felt inside of me.

“Can I cum in you?” he asked.

“You better.” I answered.

“Fuck yeah man.”

He started to fuck me slowly, sliding in and out, moaning as he did it. I wasn’t sure if he was enjoying it more, or if I was. He felt fuckin good. His cock was the perfect size, and he knew how to slide it out almost until that big mushroom head was ready to pop out, but then side it back it. He fucked me for what seemed like 10-15 minutes, slowly increasing in speed, but never going fast.  I was happy, we were both savoring the moment.

Eventually he started to fuck me harder and faster, until I had to push back away from the tree because he was pounding so hard. I was sweaty, and so was he, so we made this loud slapping sound as our bodies met.

“Oh fuck man I’m almost there, I’m almost there….” He said. I could feel his cock start to pulsate when suddenly he let out, what I could only describe as a guttural roar as he rammed his cock deep in me and started to cum.

“OHHHH! OHHHHH! OHHHH! FUCK!!! FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!!” he yelled, and he wasn’t quiet about it at all.

He finally let go of my hips and just stood there, his cock in my, still pulsating. I could hear him breathing heavily.

“Fuck man I needed that, that’s an 2 week load right there.” He said.

“I needed that too man, fuck that felt amazing. You sure know how to fuck. “ I replied.

“And you sure know how to suck and take a cock.” He answered.

   We stood that way for a minute or too, as his cock slowly got soft, then he stepped back and slid out of me. He slapped my ass with his hand, and a giant air pocket escaped. I felt him slide his hand up my ass crack again, and then push his fingers back inside me.

“Just gotta put that back in after it leaked out!” he said.

Then he stepped back.  I stood up and turned around. I wasn’t hard anymore, but I had a thin string of precum that was coming out of my cock. Before I knew it, he had dropped to his knees and was sucking my cock.

“Oh shit….” I said as his head bounced up and down on my shaft. It didn’t take long for me to get hard again. He reached and started to stroke me as he sucked me. With the combination of his cum leaking out of my hole, and his head and hand working my cock, I probably lasted all of 2 minutes before I could feel my cock start to pulse.

“Oh shit, I’m cumming!” I said.

He quickly stood up and continued to stroke my cock as I moaned and shot my load all over the forest floor. As soon as I was done pumping out cum, he stopped.

“Holy shit, that was intense man.” I said.

“Yes it was, good chemistry!”  he answered.

“I’ve never seen you before, you new to the area?” he asked.

“No, just usually don’t stop here.” I answered. “Never knew it was a cruising spot.”

“It’s usually not.” He replied. “But it’s my spot.”

We both stood there for a moment, admiring each others bodies.  Me fully naked, him half naked, until he walked over to his shorts and picked them up. I took that as a sign, and I started to get dressed.  It took a second for both of us to get dressed as we were both sweaty, and our tight cycling outfits just stuck to us. With every move I made, I could feel his load leaking out of me and it was such a turn on. I had been fucked before, but never had someone dump a load that big in me.

As we walked back, we made small talk, and I found out he was 60 and married to a woman, and lived about 5 blocks from me.

“Maybe next time, we meet at my place?” he asked.

“I’d be ok with that, but to be honest, outdoors and public is my thing man, I’d rather be here.”

“How about my back yard in a hot tub?” he asked.

“Fuck yeah man, that’s a deal!”

We exchanged phone numbers, and I left out to finish out my ride, feeling him leak out of me the whole way.