Tarner Time Episode 01 The One at the Gym
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My gym is open 24/7, and I wanted to see if there is less going on in the late evening. I had driven there naked in the car and had only put on my coat when I arrived.
There really wasn't much going on and the way to the changing room was unspectacular. Of course I had to put on a little more clothes there.
***
Maybe I was wearing wide shorts. And maybe I wasn't even wearing any underwear.
I also suspect that the couple across got a really good look, because they looked at me all the time.
Occasionally they whispered to each other.
Both wore cycling shorts and muscle shirts. He was clearly younger than her, although he was probably my age. She looked more like in the 70s. The difference in age was big, but hey, whatever. Everyone as he likes, as long as it's legal.
There was really not much going on in our training area, so nobody but me noticed that his hands stroked the inside of her thighs while he looked to my crotch. She had her hands crossed behind her head and I could see her sweaty armpits. The woman looked slim and trained. Her upper arms were a little saggy, but that didn't make her any less attractive. I also had the impression that she wasn't wearing a bra under her muscle shirt. The swelling of my cock just couldn't be missed by them.
But at some point I was done with my exercises and had to walk through the studio to the next machine. Of course it was occupied and I leaned against the wall waiting.
The old woman came up to me and stood in front of me.
"That probably sounds outrageous now, but my son is very excited by your cock, but unfortunately too shy to address you himself."
"Son?" I really hadn't expected that.
"Yes. Why?"
"Oh, just like that." Perhaps I had only misinterpreted the thigh touches.
"My question now is," Her voice whispered now. "Whether he is allowed to touch it. That would be his first time."
"I...uh...so I feel flattered, but I don't really know."
"If you prefer women, maybe I can motivate you?"
She lifted her breasts from the outside and played with them. Two things struck me:
1. She was really not wearing a bra.
2. Her breasts were hanging damn deep.
3. My cock and I liked the sight.
Ok, there were three things, but the third happened quickly and very spontaneously.
I was so motivated that her son could have done anything with me, as long as I could play with her saggy tits.
We went to a corner to be on the safe side and the son followed us.
My hands glided over her hips under her shirt. Her slightly wrinkled skin and belly felt wonderful. It didn't take me long to find her breasts. Just above her belly button they already started. I stroked her. I kneaded her gently. They were quite empty and hung down, and my cock rose just in time for the son who stood behind me and reached down my waistband.
He really was a natural if he had never touched an unknown penis before, his movements were so gentle and exciting. I could feel his penis very well through our pants. I let her breasts hang again briefly to pull down my pants. I wanted to feel his cock more intensely. Luckily he felt like it, too, and so I soon even felt his naked penis moving up and down in my ass crack.
The mother now took off her shirt and pressed her body to mine. And since she was smaller than me thanks to her age, my cock suddenly was between her tits.
In the mirror I could see that she grabbed her son at his butt to press our bodies even firmer together.
My hands wandered into her cycling pants and massaged her soft buttocks.
He took a step back, and since we happened to be standing in front of a weight bench, he could pull me down so that I sat first and lay on top of it in the flowing transition.
I lifted my head slightly and could see the mother kneeling and taking my cock between her hanging tits before the son stood over me and hung his shaved balls into my mouth.
Sucking, I began to wank his penis with my hands as I was about to cum onto the soft, warm breasts myself.
While clapping his seed on my breast I was also relieved.
So both of us were done, but he put one on top. His lust obviously lasted even afterwards.
He went to his mother, took her breasts in his hands and licked my sperm off them with relish. The two stood deliberately so that I could see everything exactly.
The two were very busy with themselves right now, and so I put on my shirt again and the trousers up. I had wiped off neither my cock nor my chest. I wanted to go home like that.
Actually I was supposed to be disturbed by what they were doing, but somehow I couldn't look away either. And so it happened that I was still with them when they were finally finished.
Surprised that I was suddenly dressed again, they both approached me, still more or less naked, and hugged me to say goodbye.
"Thank you for allowing my son to do that. Not everyone would have done that."
"It was a joy for me. If at any time I can do something for you again, speak to me again."
"We will certainly do that. You can be sure of that."
I went to the changing room to get my bag and my coat.
***
On my way out I was approached by the 2 meter tall, very hairy trainer at the reception.
"See you hopefully soon," he smiled at me.
While I was still wondering about so much friendliness, I noticed the surveillance monitors behind him.
Why did something like this always have to happen to me?
Discretion is apparently not my strong point.
But at least I wouldn't find myself on a porn site this time.
There really wasn't much going on and the way to the changing room was unspectacular. Of course I had to put on a little more clothes there.
***
Maybe I was wearing wide shorts. And maybe I wasn't even wearing any underwear.
I also suspect that the couple across got a really good look, because they looked at me all the time.
Occasionally they whispered to each other.
Both wore cycling shorts and muscle shirts. He was clearly younger than her, although he was probably my age. She looked more like in the 70s. The difference in age was big, but hey, whatever. Everyone as he likes, as long as it's legal.
There was really not much going on in our training area, so nobody but me noticed that his hands stroked the inside of her thighs while he looked to my crotch. She had her hands crossed behind her head and I could see her sweaty armpits. The woman looked slim and trained. Her upper arms were a little saggy, but that didn't make her any less attractive. I also had the impression that she wasn't wearing a bra under her muscle shirt. The swelling of my cock just couldn't be missed by them.
But at some point I was done with my exercises and had to walk through the studio to the next machine. Of course it was occupied and I leaned against the wall waiting.
The old woman came up to me and stood in front of me.
"That probably sounds outrageous now, but my son is very excited by your cock, but unfortunately too shy to address you himself."
"Son?" I really hadn't expected that.
"Yes. Why?"
"Oh, just like that." Perhaps I had only misinterpreted the thigh touches.
"My question now is," Her voice whispered now. "Whether he is allowed to touch it. That would be his first time."
"I...uh...so I feel flattered, but I don't really know."
"If you prefer women, maybe I can motivate you?"
She lifted her breasts from the outside and played with them. Two things struck me:
1. She was really not wearing a bra.
2. Her breasts were hanging damn deep.
3. My cock and I liked the sight.
Ok, there were three things, but the third happened quickly and very spontaneously.
I was so motivated that her son could have done anything with me, as long as I could play with her saggy tits.
We went to a corner to be on the safe side and the son followed us.
My hands glided over her hips under her shirt. Her slightly wrinkled skin and belly felt wonderful. It didn't take me long to find her breasts. Just above her belly button they already started. I stroked her. I kneaded her gently. They were quite empty and hung down, and my cock rose just in time for the son who stood behind me and reached down my waistband.
He really was a natural if he had never touched an unknown penis before, his movements were so gentle and exciting. I could feel his penis very well through our pants. I let her breasts hang again briefly to pull down my pants. I wanted to feel his cock more intensely. Luckily he felt like it, too, and so I soon even felt his naked penis moving up and down in my ass crack.
The mother now took off her shirt and pressed her body to mine. And since she was smaller than me thanks to her age, my cock suddenly was between her tits.
In the mirror I could see that she grabbed her son at his butt to press our bodies even firmer together.
My hands wandered into her cycling pants and massaged her soft buttocks.
He took a step back, and since we happened to be standing in front of a weight bench, he could pull me down so that I sat first and lay on top of it in the flowing transition.
I lifted my head slightly and could see the mother kneeling and taking my cock between her hanging tits before the son stood over me and hung his shaved balls into my mouth.
Sucking, I began to wank his penis with my hands as I was about to cum onto the soft, warm breasts myself.
While clapping his seed on my breast I was also relieved.
So both of us were done, but he put one on top. His lust obviously lasted even afterwards.
He went to his mother, took her breasts in his hands and licked my sperm off them with relish. The two stood deliberately so that I could see everything exactly.
The two were very busy with themselves right now, and so I put on my shirt again and the trousers up. I had wiped off neither my cock nor my chest. I wanted to go home like that.
Actually I was supposed to be disturbed by what they were doing, but somehow I couldn't look away either. And so it happened that I was still with them when they were finally finished.
Surprised that I was suddenly dressed again, they both approached me, still more or less naked, and hugged me to say goodbye.
"Thank you for allowing my son to do that. Not everyone would have done that."
"It was a joy for me. If at any time I can do something for you again, speak to me again."
"We will certainly do that. You can be sure of that."
I went to the changing room to get my bag and my coat.
***
On my way out I was approached by the 2 meter tall, very hairy trainer at the reception.
"See you hopefully soon," he smiled at me.
While I was still wondering about so much friendliness, I noticed the surveillance monitors behind him.
Why did something like this always have to happen to me?
Discretion is apparently not my strong point.
But at least I wouldn't find myself on a porn site this time.
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