A Taste

A TasteI am horny as can be. I was a late bloomer of sorts, but I had gone through enough puberty (and porn) to know that I was going along fine, and maybe even ahead of the game. Still, even my relationships and amazing video collection (seriously I have the best of all of my favorite types: young girls, cum, interracial, – I prefer ones I can relate to more) couldn’t satisfy me fully. No matter how many times or how much I came, nothing could stem the blood that always seem to raise my cock to full mast. I’m in really good shape, an accomplished soccer player and swimmer, and I consider myself endowed in many ways. But somewhere, in the back of my mind, every time I was experiencing something myself or even watching a porn flick, a desire to try something different fluttered through my mind. I couldn’t help but wonder what it felt like to surrender your mouth to another man, kneel in front of him as he slid in and out right before your eyes. The opportunity soon arrived one night at an aquatic center outside my neighborhood; I figured I should frequent some training facility in the off-season. I had never been there before, but it was really quiet and I didn’t have to deal with any of the annoying life guards that I had come to know. I was also glad to see some new faces, and most of all no real snobby bastards obsessed with pool safety or with rule breaking in a pool for practiced swimmers. It was really late, but my parents didn’t mind what time I usually came home as long as I did so safely and I had driven there anyway so I wasn’t worried about transportation. I thought I had time for a few more laps but security had already locked up and the only way to open was from the inside so I pulled myself out of the deserted pool and sloshed into locker rooms. As I grabbed a towel and started to dry off, I noticed that the sauna was still open. It wasn’t exactly in kosher to go there after laps for a teenager but there was no one really around so what the heck.I took buca escort off my trunks but brought the towel with me for some reason, in case I felt like some things didn’t need to be exposed to the heat. When I walked in, I was slightly surprised to see a guy reclining on the bench, eyes closed, with a towel thrown over his lap. He seemed completely regular, a typical older male. The sauna was a little small so I sat a little ways away from him. I must have been closer than I thought because he took a little start and looked up at me. “Sorry, must have lost track of the time. Do you know what it is now?” I told him, and he responded, “Wow, I must have drifted off. Place seems more peaceful during weeknights.” We started to make a little small talk and to my embarrassment, I felt myself starting to swell and push upwards, tenting against the towel. He must have noticed, I thought, maybe I should think about leaving. But I quickly changed my mind when he removed the covering from his thighs and cushioned his neck with it. I glanced, and then gazed at his penis. It was glorious in my opinion. Not exorbitantly large, but big. It was enormously thick, menacing and mean looking. It had the gnarled appearance of a dense tree branch and seemed just as broad. It was fascinating. I was sure he had noticed me looking and true enough he joked, “Seen one, before?”I nodded but didn’t look away.I moved closer to hear what he was saying and asked him to repeat it. He told me not to worry about it. He was growing. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t also. He reached downwards and gave it a light tug. “I’m sure you at least know how to jack off…Right?”I had to show him. “Nice. You might be bigger than I am.” Suddenly he stopped and covered himself again. “Show’s over, I think.” But his erection disagreed. He looked at me and looked back at his groin. I slid my hand under his towel and searched for his length. It wasn’t too hard to find. I wanted to be closer.I moved right next buca escort bayan to him, but he stopped me and pushed my hand down to the floor. “From down there,” he said. I knelt in front of him, obediently. He said nothing else as I analyzed him. I ran my hands up and down its curves, wanting to ingrain the feel of each and every veiny throb that pulsed beneath them. For some reason he put the towel over my head and his lap. I couldn’t wrap my fingertips around the hairy base and both my hands barely covered the whole thing. Unlike me, he wasn’t leaking much pre-cum, but was moist from the heat. The skin was surprisingly smooth and supple, with faint steel like hardness underneath. I began stroking him in earnest and finally, after what must have been minutes and minutes a clear drop of liquid appeared at the tip and stayed, budding enticingly at the slit. I automatically scooted closer. Suddenly, there was a rhythmic, metallic rapping outside the door. I froze. The drop remained. The noise continued. “That’s jut the janitor. He likes to check and make sure the lockers are all closed. Don’t worry about anyone else…” His hand had rubbed against the back of my neck and glided into my hair encouragingly. I didn’t need it. His words turned into a low groan. I moved forward and in one magnificent, triumphant lick, my tongue drew across my first cock as I tasted its sweaty saltiness, its raw power. I liked it. He started giving me some instruction, but I had some idea of what I wanted to do.”Wrap your lips around the head.” I stuffed its girth into my mouth and sucked hard. I allowed my tongue to dance up and down until it was slick with my saliva. He told me he hadn’t come in a while. He was already close. I continued to enjoy it. Bobbing back and forth as it became easier and easier to take it into my mouth. I did as I knew, sucking on the upstrokes, stopping with the up to the rim and licking frantically. More of the rewarding juice leaked out as I felt it swim escort burca around and slip down my throat. As I did this, I would roll his proportionate balls in one of my hands as the other would stroke him. I would stop occasionally to test them out as well. I was savoring it and from his words of encouragement I was doing well. He finally pulled the stifling towel from over my head and looked down at me and thrust against me.”That’s it, pretty boy. Get ready to swallow my cum. Imagine what your parents would think.” I didn’t care much. “I bet you have a nice young girlfriend. She probably blows you just like this. What would she say?” I put that aside as well. He was fucking my face, humping in and out. I touched myself, very close to coming as wellHe began to jack himself off now. I clamped my lips around the gigantic head and wrapped my tongue around as possible. I then grazed my teeth on the thick ridge behind it. And then came, what I had been waiting for. He started to let loose. His little amount of pre-cum belied his delicious semen. It dribbled out in a thick copious stream into my mouth. He was shaking. I had to pull my mouth off of him to keep myself from choking. I gathered the rest in my hand as one spurt escaped as slapped me on the chin. I tasted it. It was warm and thick. I felt it roll down my throat. I took the rest and rubbed it on his softening cock. I couldn’t let it waste. I licked it all over once more and kept in it in my mouth until he was completely shrunk. I loved the taste, the feel of it. Ecstasy. “That was amazing, k**.” He patted the bench and asked me to finish for him. I came and came all over his hands which rubbed my abs and thighs. They were almost completely glazed, so much you couldn’t even see his wedding band. He told me he had never seen someone cum that much at once and I began to harden again. He said sorry, getting late now, and walked out and licked my cum that remained on him. I stayed for a few more minutes, feeling spent and exhausted. My cock was huge and hard again, but I didn’t think I had the strength to take care of it. I left and rinsed off in the showers and when I walked back, all that remained was a business card on my things.