It was 9 pm. The crowd at the health club that was seen 2 hours earlier has spread and only a handful of people remain. That was my favorite time to arrive. Most swimming lanes were available, and I could use any piece of equipment I liked without waiting in line.
I finished at 10 pm and went to shower. Facing me I saw an average height guy looking at me but didn’t pay much attention. At 6’2″, and 6″ cock at rest, I was used to stares.
Next, I went to the wet sauna. As expected, it was empty. I put my towel on the upper shelf, lay on my back naked, and closed my eyes. I loved to relax in the steamy room after an intense workout.
A few minutes later, the door opened, and somebody got in and sat on the lower shelf facing me. The heavy vapors created poor visibility. I could not observe any details other than seeing his face directed at my midriff. I ignored him and closed my eyes again. A moment later, I opened my eyes and noticed the guy moved to the second shelf somewhat closer to me. This time I saw his eyes pointing at my deflated dick.
…
I knew that look. In the past, I’ve seen it multiple times. When I was dating a girl, I ignored the stare, but between girlfriends, during droughts, I liked to play. I still recall the first guy. He was very young and skinny, in his first year of college. His eyes never left my prick. He ogled my member from a distance, not able to get a good look through the heavy fog. I suggested to him to come sit by me. He joined me, and his eyes bulged, staring at my organ. I saw his tiny dick and felt sorry for him. I told him he could touch it if he felt like it. His hesitation was short, and soon, he caressed my tool, enjoying the feel. At one point, he licked his lips. I jokingly suggested to him to lick something tastier. He bent forward and took my pecker into his mouth, and sucked me. His blowjob told me it wasn’t his first time to give oral. His expert mouth milked me like never before by any of my female dates. I ejaculated in his throat, and he swallowed my goo until the last drop. When he was done, he smiled, “Hi, my name is Gary. I love your giant cock. Whenever you wish to empty your balls again, I am here 3 times a week and will be happy to help.
After Gary, I had similar experiences with 3 other guys, all young and bachelors. Each one knew how to perform a decent blow job, and we ended up satisfied. All the guys gave me their phone numbers with the hope I’d let them suck me other times. I considered them ‘my stable,’ and in the previous year, I made 3 phone calls that ended with happy endings.
…
This time, the guy looked somewhat older. I smiled at him and said, “You seem to be fascinated with my dick. You can sit by me and ogle it as much as you want.”
He mumbled, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to stare.”
“Look, that’s OK. I am used to people sneaking peeks at my organ. Being 6″ when shriveled attracts attention. Join me, I don’t mind.”
He thought about it and then moved to sit on my left. At last, I could see his face. He looked about 40 years old, 5’8″, 150 pounds. He glanced curiously at my member and bent his head to see the details. I blurted, “You can touch if you wish. I promise you it won’t bite.”
He mumbled, “You misunderstand. I am not gay. I am happily married. It’s just fascinating to see such a perfect rod.” I gazed at his small thing. “You seem to be curious and interested. It has nothing to do with being gay. As I said, you can touch it and get all the answers.”
He watched my face and noted I did not mock him. He placed his palm gently on my shaft and rubbed it. His eyes showed fascination. His hand trailed up toward the larger, softer head. The fingers caressed it gingerly, and my penis jolted slightly. His touch felt good and sensual, and my cock started hardening.
I watched his face. His eyes were mesmerized by my rising organ, and he began bobbing it lightly. Not long after, the classic sign appeared – His tongue licked his lips.
I touched his shoulder and said, “That’s OK. Go ahead.”
He looked at me again, this time with pleading eyes, “Sir, I told you. I am not gay.”
My hand caressed gently his shoulder, “Nobody said you are. You were curious how it felt in your hand, and now you wish to feel it in your mouth. Call it research if you want, but there is nothing wrong with it.”
He stayed silent, and his eyes were captivated by my prick, which was now at half-mast. I could tell he wanted but didn’t dare to do it. My hand moved from his shoulder to the back of his neck, and slowly, I pushed his head down. He didn’t resist, and his eyes kept their focus on my expanding cock.
When his lips first touched it, he placed his hand around the base and lifted it up. He inspected the spongy head and squeezed it tenderly. A drop of precum appeared on top. I said, “My cock likes your touch. Be nice and lick it.”
This time, he didn’t hesitate. Once he gave in to an oral, he didn’t object. His tongue lapped the tip. He rolled it in his mouth and whispered, canlı casino siteleri “Not bad. Not bad at all.”
“You see, I told you. Now take it in your mouth and feel it. I think you’ll like it even more.”
Next, his lips parted and enveloped my shaft. I was surprised he could do it because his mouth looked relatively small, and my organ was close to 8″ in length and quite large.
I leaned against the back wall and enjoyed his hot mouth pleasuring me. His lack of experience showed. He tried a couple of times to take in more than 4″ but choked and gagged.
I told him, “Relax your throat. Eventually, you’ll be able to take it. Here, let me help you.” And then I started slowly fucking his face, pushing slightly more each time. After reaching 5″, I shoved it another inch and left it there for a long moment. He gagged, and his saliva leaked on my sack. He tried to struggle, but I was much stronger and kept it at 6″ for 20 seconds before letting go. He huffed and puffed like a marathon runner after a grueling race.
I smiled at him, caressed his hair, and said, “Every beginning is tough, but you were doing great. You succeeded in taking 6″. That’s more than most beginners achieve. Here, try again. You don’t have to take all of it, but I think with the right motivation, you can insert another inch.”
He stared at my face, and I smiled, encouraging him to try again. He did. This time, without my help, 6″ disappeared into his mouth. I helped him with the 7th. He coughed and gagged mildly, but then he made it and smiled at me with my organ filling his oral cavity to the rim.
“You see, with high motivation, you did excellent. Now bob it and blow me nicely, so you’ll earn your present.”
I had no idea what went through his mind but he did just that. He started slowly to move up and down over my stiff cock. Gradually, he got the hang of it, and his movements became steadier and smoother.
“Good boy. Now suck a bit harder when you pull out.”
He did. I felt my arousal increasing, and I said, “Much better. You see, you can do it. Continue slightly faster, and I’ll cum for you.”
He accelerated his rhythm, and I felt my climax was pending. I held both sides of his head and blurted, “Boy, here it comes!” My first jet hit his palate, and he gagged. I didn’t let go. The second jet hit the same area. He tried to retract his head, but I did not allow it. Instinctively, he swallowed my spunk as I continued pouring my seed down his throat. My orgasm lasted about 20 seconds. In the first 10 seconds, he looked as if he was about to drown, but the last 10 seconds were easier, and he swallowed the slimy stuff as the spurts were gushing in.
When I finished, I lowered my hands to my sides. He raised his head and gazed at me. I caressed his hair and said, “For a first-timer, you did fantastic.”
He mumbled, “I am not gay. I just wanted to find out how my wife feels when she sucks me.”
I reassured him, “Of course you are not gay. You were just curious. Listen, I have to leave now. If you want to see me again and find out whether you can take in the last inch, I’ll be here at the same time on Thursday. By the way, my name is Dade; what’s yours?”
“Tom.”
“Tommy, nice to meet you. I hope to see you around.”
…
On Thursday, I exercised and saw Tommy in the other corner. He said hello from a distance. I finished my routine, and after the shower, I went to the sauna. Tommy entered 2 minutes later. He stared at me silently.
I said, “Tommy, sit by me.”
I joined me but remained quiet.
“Did you miss me?”
He whispered, “I did.”
“Good. You don’t have to be shy about it. If you beg nicely, I’ll let you play with my member once more.”
He watched my eyes for a long moment before whispering again, “Please, may I touch your penis?”
“Yes, you may.”
His palm engulfed my shriveled pecker. He bobbed it with one hand and gently massaged my testicles through my sack with the other. My organ began hardening in his hands. His eyes concentrated on my growing rod, and then his eyes turned to me, pleadingly.
I blurted, “Tommy, you’ll get your wish only if you specify what you want.”
“… may I suck your magnificent cock?…”
“You see how easy it was? You shouldn’t be ashamed of it. I think you are a natural cocksucker, and that’s OK.”
He didn’t respond. He moved to the lower shelf. I spread my knees, and he moved in between. He smiled at me and took my member into his mouth. Only 6.5″ or 7″ penetrated, but it was an admirable effort. He began in and out movements immediately, and my prick continued swelling inside his mouth. He struggled, but his gagging was much less than the first time, and eventually, I was completely erect inside his mouth. He stopped for a second, stared at me, and bobbed it at an increasing pace.
Tommy was doing much better than on his first time, and shortly after, I was ready to dump my load into his oral cavity. He blew me as if his life depended slot oyunları on it.
I massaged his shoulder and said, “Tommy, today you are doing terrific. Now swallow my spunk like a good boy.”
He continued sucking hungrily, and seconds later, I ejaculated. This time, he was ready for it and swallowed like a pro. I was impressed and asked him how he acquired the skill in such a short time.
He smiled, “I returned home and felt awful about what I did with you. I knew in my heart I was not gay. The same evening, I had sex with my wife, and she gave me a blow job. I looked at her, and for some reason, I felt jealous… I couldn’t cum in her mouth and used a missionary position to climax. Later that night, I couldn’t sleep. Your beautiful penis floated before my eyes. I tried to convince myself one time was enough to know what it was all about, but my brain kept telling me, ‘You like it. Thursday is coming soon. In my free time, I read about sucking techniques and even used my wife’s dildo to train my throat…”
I laughed, “I told you you are a natural.”
He whispered, “But I am not gay.”
I caressed his hair, “I know. That’s OK. You tried twice and achieved success. Now, just in case you care to know, I’ll be here Monday evening, too.
…
Monday evening, I returned to the club. At 9 pm, I lay supine on my towel in the sauna and closed my eyes, savoring the hot moisture. Several minutes later, Tommy showed up again and stared at me. I did not react. He sat silently for 5 minutes, and then he asked, “Dade, may I suck you, please?”
I sat up and pointed my finger at my side. He hurried to sit by me. I asked, “Tommy, it seems you become very interested in playing with my cock. Right?”
He whispered, “Yes, Dade.”
“I always hated the name Dade. I suggest you call me Daddy, like some of my other friends.”
“…OK, Daddy…”
“Good. Now tell me. What made you come here today?”
He hesitated, “I cannot get rid of the vision of your beautiful member, and I realized I love to suck it. I found your cum intoxicating and like the taste very much…”
“That’s nice to hear. However, there is a minor issue: You see, I myself am heterosexual. In times of drought, I let guys suck me because it feels better than masturbating. At present, I have 4 other boys like you who crave my dick. They are young, enthusiastic, and ready at a moment’s notice. What do you think I should do?”
He gazed at me, and his eyes begged me to reconsider.
I blurted, “I told you last time. If you want something, you should ask for it politely.”
He murmured, “Daddy, can you include me in the rotation, PLEASE?”
“I can do that, but on occasions, I do not know exactly the day and time. Can you prioritize me over your other plans at that moment?”
“Yes, I will.”
“OK, then. I have to leave. See you soon.”
“Good night, Daddy, and thank you.”
…
It was time to test Tommy and find out if I could add him to my stable as number 5.
I waited 2 days, and called him at 6 pm, “Hi, tommy, I am at my house. I have the urge to feel your lips around my cock. Here is my address. Be here in 20 minutes.”
“Dade, please…”
I cut him off, “My name is Daddy.”
He whispered, “…daddy, we have dinner with guests. Can I be at your house in 2 hours, PLEASE?…”
“Absolutely not. If you are not at my door in 20 minutes, I call Aaron. He’ll be happy to accommodate my request.” I hung up the phone and watched TV.
Eighteen minutes later, I heard a car parking. I opened the door and saw a shiny new Mercedes. Tommy came out wearing a nice suit and a red tie. I whistled, “Tommy, you look very handsome. You see, you could make it.”
He was huffing, “I have in my house a congressman, his wife, and an investor. I left them, saying I had an emergency.”
“Good boy. As I told you, once I own you, you need to change your priorities. Come with me.”
He followed me to the mirror room. This was a room I designed myself. It had large mirrors on all 4 walls as well as the ceiling. In the middle of the room, stood a luxurious king-size bed. I sat on the edge and said, “Tommy, I brought you here so you can see yourself kneeling before me and enjoying giving me head. Now, unzip my pants and take me in your mouth.”
He looked around and saw us from all angles. When we were in the sauna, he didn’t have to open my fly, and the visibility was limited. In this room, in any direction he looked, he could see himself in the act. His eyes glanced at mine, apparently too shy to watch himself performing fellatio on me. I stared him down. He was now at my command and I would not tolerate disobedience!
He sighed, knelt at my feet, and cautiously lowered my zipper. My pecker was pointing to the side, resting. Tommy grabbed it between 2 fingers and wrapped his lips around it. His eyes focused on mine. I smiled approvingly.
His lips began working my prick, and it climbed steadily up, forcing him to extend his body slot casino siteleri upward. He closed his eyes. I pulled my cock off his mouth. He looked at me, surprised. I said, “Tommy boy, you are my cocksucker, and you should be proud of it. I want you to enjoy looking at yourself, satisfying Daddy, and not being embarrassed by it. If you wish to have fun with my cock, keep your eyes open the whole time. Am I clear?”
His voice was barely heard, “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good. Now continue.”
In the beginning, he sucked me nice and slow, but in time, he turned up the speed, and within 15 minutes, a gush of whitish stream filled his mouth. He swallowed it and smiled broadly at me.
“Good boy. I like you. By the way, who do you think is a better sucker, your wife or you?”
He chuckled, “I think she tries her best. Her job is easier because my dick is half your size.”
“Is your wife attractive?”
“I think she is pretty.”
“Is she sexy?”
“Of course. Why do you ask?”
“Because if she is pretty and sexy, and you claim you are not gay, I wonder what you are doing here.”
He spoke in a low tone, “I don’t know myself, but your cock attracts me like a magnet…”
“Listen, next time we meet, bring me some pictures of your wife, showing her face and body. I am curious to see if she is as attractive as you claim she is.”
He grinned, “OK. I’ll prove it to you.”
“You can leave now. I have to go somewhere and your guests are waiting in your house.”
“Thank you, Daddy.” A couple of minutes later, his Mercedes left my garage.
…
I saw Tommy in the health center on Thursday. He caught me before going to the sauna and smiled, “I brought you pictures of my wife.”
He gave me 3 photos. All 3 were taken on a trip somewhere. He was hugging a nice looking lady. However, the pictures were obviously taken by an inexperienced photographer and showed them from a distance, with 2 of them not adequately focused.
I said, “Look, in these pictures, your wife looks OK, but don’t you have better photos of her?”
He smiled embarrassingly, “I do. But they are boudoir photos that she made for my eyes only on my birthday.”
“Next time, bring them here. Let’s see how attractive she is.”
He giggled, “Trust me, she really is.”
“You may be biased. Let me be the judge.”
“OK. When do you wish to meet me again?”
“Come to my house on Tuesday at 8 pm, but first, let’s go to the sauna. You used your lips and mouth to talk too much. We both know their real purpose is different.”
…
Tommy arrived at 8:10 pm and apologized there was an accident on the road. I stared at him sternly but said nothing. I led him inside and we both undressed. Once we were naked, I told him I wanted to go the jacuzzi outside.
He looked at me in disbelief, “But I didn’t bring a swimsuit.”
“I won’t be using one either. Look around – the thick bushes are the best fence. No prying eyes can see us.”
He looked through the window and seemed relieved. We went to the hot, bubbly water. It felt great. We were chatting about sports, and suddenly, I saw Devin walking toward us.
He said, “I rang the door, but nobody answered, so I thought I’d check the yard. Dade, I haven’t used your jacuzzi in ages. May I join you guys?”
“Come on in, and don’t worry about a swimsuit; we are naked, too.”
Devin was a good friend and knew about my shenanigans with boy toys. He showed interest, and I told him Tommy would be at my house today after 8 pm. I wondered how he would behave watching me playing Tommy.
I introduced them, “Tommy, this is Devin, a good friend. Since college we shared a lot together. We are almost like brothers. And this is Tommy. He is a new guy who applied to join my stable.”
Tommy blushed profusely. He didn’t think I’d introduce him in such a manner, but it was time for him to face reality. He was my new boy toy, and unless he decided to give up on my cock, he’d better get used to his new role. In fact, if Devin showed interest, I’d ‘ask’ Tommy to serve him too…
Devin undressed. He was about my height, slightly more than 6′, but he weighed 230 pounds, comparing to my 190. He was a football player in college and looked more massive. His cock was larger though shorter than mine.
I noticed Tommy checked Devin’s organ when he entered the water. Good. If I played my cards right, Tommy would get a MUCH closer look at Devin’s thing. I moved toward Tommy and started talking to Devin. As we discussed the chances of the Lakers in the playoff, I grabbed Tommy’s hand and placed it on my cock. I continued nonchalantly talking to Devin. Tommy froze. He didn’t dare move his hand. I continued chatting with Devin, and 2 minutes later, as I was speaking, I put my palm on Tommy’s and began bobbing my prick with his hand. Devin listened to me, as his eyes followed our hands.
Next, I turned to Tommy, “Are you also a Lakers fan?”
His hand was massaging my rising rod, with my hand guiding his. He stuttered, “I try too foollow, but not aaall the time.”
I said, “You should. Lebron James is the best. Right, Devin?”
Devin continued ogling our moving hands and said, “Yes, Lebron and Steph are definitely up there.”
I stared at Tommy, “Your face is flushed. You want a drink?”
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