I met Joey when he was 29. I was 44. He joined a fitness club my wife and I ran and it soon became apparent he was more than a little friendly. I just thought he was a real keener, but it did seem a little odd the way he would always be around, wanting to help or just hang out. My wife even noticed this and commented on it. I chalked it up to to his being totally committed to being fit.
Joey had been a small-time body builder and actually had a very nice body. Although he had lost a lot of size, he still maintained a very decent build. He was a good looking guy, not outstanding, but attractive none the less. It was his personality that made Joey stand out in a crowd. He was kind of a mischievious character and most people either liked him a lot or found him not to their liking at all. The fact that I ended up in bed with him a month after he joined our gym was something I never saw coming until that very afternoon.
Joey made it very obvious he was interested in me and I soon began to think he had to be gay or at least bi. He said he could tell I was bi although I don't know how or why. He must have been right however because over the course of twenty years of marriage, I often fantasized about sex with other men.
The afternoon we ended up at his place he'd come into the gym to help clean as he was off that day. He helped me get the place in shape and then we went for a lunch. It was then that he told me he found me attractive and said he thought I felt the same. I began by telling him that I had no idea what he was talking about. I felt myself flush and my pluse quicken. He told me not to worry, that no one would ever know. Obviously he wasn't buying my attempts to dispell his theory.
Over the course of the next hour our discussion lead us back to his apartment. I was extremely nervous and knew I was treading on very dangerous ground. Yeah, I had always wanted to do it with another guy, but not this close to home. What if he talked? What if my wife found out? As bad as I knew this all was, I seemed powerless to stop myself.
Once in his apartment, he wasted no time. In the blink of an eye, he was out of his clothes with only his white briefs restraining his erect cock. He did have a great body - no doubt about that, and by the looks of it, a great cock too! He jumped onto his bed and told me to undress. He said he knew what Iwanted and knew just how to do it. My own cock was hard as rock as I fumbled at my bed and zip. Soon I was down to my briefs and my cock bulged against the thin material.
"Well, looks like someone is ready," he teased.
I stripped away my briefs and lay on the bed beside him. Only in my fantasies had I ever done this, but it was enough to guide me through the initial stages. I ran my hand over his chest and abs. They were hard. My hand slipped inside his briefs and I took his cock in my hand. It felt velvety smooth. Joey raised his hips and pulled his briefs off and tossed them. Now he was naked. His body sprawled on the center of his bed with that big cock crying for attention. Immediately I took him in my mouth and began sucking his hard shaft. I felt his hand encircle my own cock and he slowly worked it up and down. I thought I would shoot my load right there.
I couldn't get enough of his cock. I had thought about this moment for years and now I was doing it - I was sucking another man's cock and I loved it. Joey now wanted in on the action. He told me to lay back and I moaned as I felt my dick slide down his throat. He definitely knew what he was doing. He worked my cock like a pro. It was the best head I had ever experienced.
"Fuck, you're built, that's for sure," he said as he slowly massaged my cock. "I've seen a couple that were longer, but never any as thick as this monster." He went back down me and worked my cock for nearly half an hour, knowing just how much I could take and when to ease up.
Finally he straddled my hips. "I have to feel your cock inside me," he said.
"What about a condom?" I asked.
"Yeah," he replied, "I got some, but I want to feel you inside me skin on skin first. You can put one on once we start fucking."
Joey lubed his ass with his saliva and slowly worked his ass over the head of my cock. Gradually I felt it begin to penetrate and then it was in. Joey froze at the point of penetration and then little by little was able to accomodate my thick shaft. Once fully in, Joey moved back and forth, his eyes closed, moaning softly. I looked at him as he slowly moved his hips up and down my cock. He seemed to be in a trance.
"We better stop," I told him, "I'm gonna cum like this."
I knew I would not be able to hold my load much longer. The combination of his hot, tight ass and the visual of him riding my cock was getting to be too much to bear.
"It's okay," he told me, "you can come inside me. I want you to. It'll be okay."
He no sooner got the words out of his mouth when I shot my load deep inside his ass. I reached out and grapped his hips and thrust my cock as far as I could. The sensation was incredible. Joey reached down and began working his own cock and by the time I had finished, he had shot a massive load of cream all over my chest and stomach.
Once the relation had started Joey and I were fucking all the time. We fucked at his place most of the time, but sometimes it was my place, when my wife wasn't around and even at the gym before or after closing. I was drawn to him in a way I couldn't explain and the sex just seemed to get hotter all the time. There was nothing he wasn't willing to try; it was like my wildest fantasies come true. There was a real chemistry working there and it was a wild ride. One afternoon I had just pulled out of his tight ass and spilled a large load all over his butt. As we lay there regaining our strength Joey hit me with a bombshell.
"Do you think you'd ever leave your wife for me?" he asked.
Fuck. What was he talking about? Sure I knew I was bi and that fucking him was the hottest sex I'd ever had, but I did not consider myself gay or willing to lead a gay lifestyle.
"Uh, why do you ask?" I mustered.
"Oh, just wondering," he replied, "I thought maybe you might think about that sometimes."
I figured I'd better regain control of the situation real fast.
"Listen Joey, you're a very hot guy, and the sex is unbelievable, but that's as far as it goes," I said seriously, "its as far as it can go and if you want more, you're with the wrong guy. Sorry."
"No, its okay," he insisted, "I was just wondering...you know."
Yeah, I knew. As good as this was, I figured it was heading down the wrong road. I was about to tell him maybe we should back away alittle, let things cool off, but he leaned over and took my cock in his mouth and thats as far as I got. Joey sucked my dick until it was big and hard again. He was so fucking talented with his mouth that I came right away and filled his mouth with my juices.
Part 2 tomorrow!
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