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An Erotic Tale
I liked to swim. After my divorce, I had to sell my house with the pool and
spa. The apartment into which I had moved didn't have a communal pool. I
joined a health club with an indoor pool, but during the summer, I still
liked to go to the municipal plunge with its outdoor Olympic style pool. The
outdoor pool seemed to attract a different type of person, people not so
interested in being champion swimmers. The people seemed to be there to
socialize and have a good time in the pool.
I had stayed in the pool all afternoon, and when it was dark, I remained.
The pool closed at nine o'clock, and I decided I would leave then and stop
on the way home to get something to eat.
I stepped into the shower amidst the flow of naked bodies. The sight of all
those naked men, some with semi-erections, always did something to me. I
rinsed quickly, and stepped out of the hot water and went to my bag of
goodies. I began to dry off. Being in a shower room like that, with so many
naked bodies around me, always turned me on a little bit. I had to leave
before my semi-hard cock turned into a full-blown erection. I had seen a few
guys with raging hard-ons a couple of times, and there was something strange
about them. Getting a hard-on can be contagious. See one, get one, I guess.
I spread one of my towels on the bench and sat, drying my feet. I leaned
over and quickly wiped the bottom of my feet, and as I straightened, the man
next to me turned around. My face was squashed against an enormous, very
hairy pair of balls.
"Whoa," I heard a deep voice say, "Sorry, there, pal." The big man backed
away.
I backed up a little and looked at him. It was a big guy that had bumped
into me. He was one of those guys that were extremely hairy --- from his
legs all the way to his neck. The hair was black, and patterned in different
directions according to what part of his body one happened to be looking at.
At the time, I happened to be looking at his cock and balls, and they were
very hairy, the hairiest, largest dick and balls I had ever laid eyes on,
literally.
On his legs, the hair fell straight downward. On his chest, it pointed out
to the sides, surrounding his pectoral muscles in swirls. On his crotch, the
part I had recently had pressed against my face, it bunched there in a great
forest of dark, rich, thick hair. I could feel a rush of blood in my body,
and I knew that it wouldn't be very long before I was sporting a major
boner.
"Uh, no problem," I said. "Sorry about that." I felt my cock jerk a little
more as I looked at the man's crotch. It began to throb and lift off the
bench.
"Looks like you got a face full of cock for a second there," he said, wiping
under his arms with a towel. He stood facing me, his cock just a foot away
from my face. I could see it begin to grow a little, and throb with his
heartbeat. I couldn't seem to take my eyes away from his hairy, big cock. I
had never seen another guy's dick up close like that before, and the fact
that it was a living, throbbing, growing cock, right there in my face,
really turned me on. I could even smell it. It smelled like chlorine, like
skin, and like, well, a cock.
The way his heavy balls stretched his ball sac amazed me. It was very hairy
and large, and there was something about looking at his hairy balls that
sent my blood pressure soaring. They were very hairy, and the skin beneath
the hair was a dark, nutty brown. There were wrinkles in the skin, and the
hair poked out in every which direction. His cock began to grow and pulse,
and soon, it was at nearly half-mast. It throbbed as it grew, and slowly, I
was able to see the purple-pink head of it poke out of the foreskin a
little.
I knew I was staring, but I couldn't seem to take my eyes from it. I
swallowed, feeling the blood rush to my face.
Seeing the expanding cock so close, being given a close-up view of such a
hairy cock, my own dick, I could feel, was beginning to grow --- and fast. I
stood quickly and opened my locker. Finding my shorts, I pulled them on
quickly, glancing around, making sure that no one saw that I was getting a
hardon.
"Didn't have to cover it up so quick," the big man next to me said.
I looked over at him. His cock was now at more than half-mast, pointing
right at me, as if fingering me as the one who caused it.
I smiled at him weakly. I shrugged. "I kinda want to keep it hidden, you
know?" I talked to his cock more so than to his face, and I could see that
my breath was blowing on his pubic hair, causing the hair to move a little.
I exhaled deeply, and I saw his cock jerk to attention, with a really heavy
throb. Damn, I thought, I guess I should just give him a blow job right here
in front of everybody. The thought actually turned me on.
He nodded as he took the towel and began to dry his midsection with it. He
ran it over those big hairy balls, making his semi-erection flop first one
way, then another. His cock was uncut, and I could see the head of it
outlined by the foreskin. At the very tip of it, I could see the foreskin
was parted, and the moist, pink head was beginning to peek through. I could
feel a surging of sensation in my own cock, and as I watched his cock, mine
began to grow into a full-blown hardon. It pressed against my shorts, and I
turned away from the guy to put on my pants.
When I turned back toward him, I tried to keep my eyes off his cock. I looked
at his face. He was a few years older than I was, but not by very much. He
had a head full of dark hair, and a square jaw. His eyes were bright blue,
and he had a ready smile with two rows of bright white teeth. He was a
handsome guy with a truly friendly expression on his face.
I chanced a quick glance down at his cock. He was now drying his back, and
his cock was even harder than it was before, growing, sticking up in the air
and throbbing in my direction.
I was excited beyond my own beliefs, wondering why the guy turned me on so
much.
The big guy got dressed before I did, though, and was gone, leaving me to
dress in relative peace and without a big, fat cock next to me to turn me on
like that. I gathered my things together and left, walking down the concrete
ramp away from the pool toward my car.
"Hey, what's up?" I heard. I turned around. The big guy was right behind me,
a smile on his face.
"Hot evening, wouldn't you say?"
"Uh, yes, it is," I said, walking slowly, letting the guy catch up.
"My name's Bill," he said, holding out his hand.
I took his hand in mine. "Charles," I said. "Pleased to meet you, Bill."
You want to go have a beer?" he asked. "I don't live far. I walked, I always
do."
"I live pretty close myself, just around the block, actually."
"You have a cold beer at the house?" he asked.
"I sure do. My car's right here. I was going to walk, but jumped in the car
at the last minute. I can give you lift, too, from my house, after the beer,
if you'd like."
We were silent in the car. I had no idea what to say to a guy like that,
something like, "Gee, you have a nice dick?"
"Nice place you have," he said.
"Thanks, just divorced. I try to keep it neat."
I got up both a beer and we sat on the couch. He was a little younger than I
was, I figured, somewhere around twenty or twenty three. I was twenty-five.
He was the first to talk about it. "Hey, I'm kinda sorry about the hard on
back there. I don't know what happens to me, sometimes. I get excited, just
being that close to someone. It's really strange."
"Not really any stranger than I am," I said.
I realized how silly that sounded. I was trying to let him know that I
thought it was OK, that I actually liked looking at his cock. But, I
couldn't say, "Gee, I really love looking at your hard, fat cock!" Could I?
"Huh?"
I shrugged. "I kinda liked, you know, kinda enjoyed ---"
"Really?"
I nodded.
"You really liked it?"
"Yeah, it kinda turned me on, being hit in the face with a big, hairy dick."
I shrugged, trying to worm my way out of the obvious admission I had just
given him.
"You ever touched a guy's dick before?" he asked.
I laughed. "Not until today," I said with a smile. "Have you?"
He shook his head. "I've kinda wondered, though, you know, just wanted to
know, kinda, what's it's like."
I sat there and stared at him, feeling my dick begin to grow. I couldn't
believe I was hearing this, and couldn't believe I was responding the way I
did.
He put down his beer and smiled. "Well, let's have a shower, since that's
where we, uh, met, kinda, OK?"
We showered together, with him on his knees, his tongue circling my balls.
His mouth engulfed my cock, moving his head up and down, swirling his tongue
around the head as he did so. Then he released my cock, and returned with
his mouth to my balls. The tonguing was driving me nuts, and I felt the
rising within me. My knees began to quiver, and he knew that I was going to
cum. I could fell my balls tighten against the base of my cock, and he
massaged them gently. He put one hand on the base of my cock, and the other
on my balls as he took me into his mouth again. I came, filling his mouth
with loads of hot cum.
I wasted no time. I was too anxious. I knelt in front of him, his big, hairy
cock right in front of me again. I reached out and touched the hard shaft
and pulled it toward my mouth, and then I simply wrapped my mouth around his
cock. I could see and feel those large purple veins beneath the skin. I
stroked him from the base of his cock as I moved my mouth up and down. I
looked up at his face, and his eyes were closed to slits.
I licked his big, fat hairy balls, feeling that smooth skin with my tongue,
the now wet hair resting, laying across those big brown balls. The taste and
the smell of the guy intoxicated me. It reminded me of sweat, of bread
dough, and there was something else there that I couldn't name. I found that
I liked what I was doing, that I liked the taste of the man. I loved the
feel of his hairy balls in my mouth, of the smooth but wrinkled, pliable
skin of his balls. They were large orbs, big and egg-shaped, and they pulled
down heavily on his hairy sac.
His knees began to shake, and I could feel muscle spasms move in his body.
His knees now began to shake violently, and I put his cock back in my mouth. I built up as
much of a suction as I could. I could feel his fat cock pulse and throb in
my mouth, could feel his testicles rise in his hairy sac. My hands were
busy, one cupping his balls, the other gently stoking his furry buttocks,
occasionally probing deeper into his rosebud ass hole. He came, moaning
loudly, saying, of all things, my name. I could feel his cock jerk and jerk,
filling my mouth with hot loads of tangy cum. That turned me on. I liked
that.
We sat on the couch, staring at each others bodies. Having a beer, we
decided that it was a good thing to go swimming at the plunge. A good thing,
indeed. Looking down at his cock, at the foreskin bunched around the
semi-hard bulbous head, I began to get hard again. The big brown dick lay
there, nestled in its nest of rich, dark hair. That is, it rested, for a
while, till I made it rise to attention, again and again. It was a good
thing that I had found this bear sticking his dick in my face in the locker
room.
An Erotic Tale
I liked to swim. After my divorce, I had to sell my house with the pool and
spa. The apartment into which I had moved didn't have a communal pool. I
joined a health club with an indoor pool, but during the summer, I still
liked to go to the municipal plunge with its outdoor Olympic style pool. The
outdoor pool seemed to attract a different type of person, people not so
interested in being champion swimmers. The people seemed to be there to
socialize and have a good time in the pool.
I had stayed in the pool all afternoon, and when it was dark, I remained.
The pool closed at nine o'clock, and I decided I would leave then and stop
on the way home to get something to eat.
I stepped into the shower amidst the flow of naked bodies. The sight of all
those naked men, some with semi-erections, always did something to me. I
rinsed quickly, and stepped out of the hot water and went to my bag of
goodies. I began to dry off. Being in a shower room like that, with so many
naked bodies around me, always turned me on a little bit. I had to leave
before my semi-hard cock turned into a full-blown erection. I had seen a few
guys with raging hard-ons a couple of times, and there was something strange
about them. Getting a hard-on can be contagious. See one, get one, I guess.
I spread one of my towels on the bench and sat, drying my feet. I leaned
over and quickly wiped the bottom of my feet, and as I straightened, the man
next to me turned around. My face was squashed against an enormous, very
hairy pair of balls.
"Whoa," I heard a deep voice say, "Sorry, there, pal." The big man backed
away.
I backed up a little and looked at him. It was a big guy that had bumped
into me. He was one of those guys that were extremely hairy --- from his
legs all the way to his neck. The hair was black, and patterned in different
directions according to what part of his body one happened to be looking at.
At the time, I happened to be looking at his cock and balls, and they were
very hairy, the hairiest, largest dick and balls I had ever laid eyes on,
literally.
On his legs, the hair fell straight downward. On his chest, it pointed out
to the sides, surrounding his pectoral muscles in swirls. On his crotch, the
part I had recently had pressed against my face, it bunched there in a great
forest of dark, rich, thick hair. I could feel a rush of blood in my body,
and I knew that it wouldn't be very long before I was sporting a major
boner.
"Uh, no problem," I said. "Sorry about that." I felt my cock jerk a little
more as I looked at the man's crotch. It began to throb and lift off the
bench.
"Looks like you got a face full of cock for a second there," he said, wiping
under his arms with a towel. He stood facing me, his cock just a foot away
from my face. I could see it begin to grow a little, and throb with his
heartbeat. I couldn't seem to take my eyes away from his hairy, big cock. I
had never seen another guy's dick up close like that before, and the fact
that it was a living, throbbing, growing cock, right there in my face,
really turned me on. I could even smell it. It smelled like chlorine, like
skin, and like, well, a cock.
The way his heavy balls stretched his ball sac amazed me. It was very hairy
and large, and there was something about looking at his hairy balls that
sent my blood pressure soaring. They were very hairy, and the skin beneath
the hair was a dark, nutty brown. There were wrinkles in the skin, and the
hair poked out in every which direction. His cock began to grow and pulse,
and soon, it was at nearly half-mast. It throbbed as it grew, and slowly, I
was able to see the purple-pink head of it poke out of the foreskin a
little.
I knew I was staring, but I couldn't seem to take my eyes from it. I
swallowed, feeling the blood rush to my face.
Seeing the expanding cock so close, being given a close-up view of such a
hairy cock, my own dick, I could feel, was beginning to grow --- and fast. I
stood quickly and opened my locker. Finding my shorts, I pulled them on
quickly, glancing around, making sure that no one saw that I was getting a
hardon.
"Didn't have to cover it up so quick," the big man next to me said.
I looked over at him. His cock was now at more than half-mast, pointing
right at me, as if fingering me as the one who caused it.
I smiled at him weakly. I shrugged. "I kinda want to keep it hidden, you
know?" I talked to his cock more so than to his face, and I could see that
my breath was blowing on his pubic hair, causing the hair to move a little.
I exhaled deeply, and I saw his cock jerk to attention, with a really heavy
throb. Damn, I thought, I guess I should just give him a blow job right here
in front of everybody. The thought actually turned me on.
He nodded as he took the towel and began to dry his midsection with it. He
ran it over those big hairy balls, making his semi-erection flop first one
way, then another. His cock was uncut, and I could see the head of it
outlined by the foreskin. At the very tip of it, I could see the foreskin
was parted, and the moist, pink head was beginning to peek through. I could
feel a surging of sensation in my own cock, and as I watched his cock, mine
began to grow into a full-blown hardon. It pressed against my shorts, and I
turned away from the guy to put on my pants.
When I turned back toward him, I tried to keep my eyes off his cock. I looked
at his face. He was a few years older than I was, but not by very much. He
had a head full of dark hair, and a square jaw. His eyes were bright blue,
and he had a ready smile with two rows of bright white teeth. He was a
handsome guy with a truly friendly expression on his face.
I chanced a quick glance down at his cock. He was now drying his back, and
his cock was even harder than it was before, growing, sticking up in the air
and throbbing in my direction.
I was excited beyond my own beliefs, wondering why the guy turned me on so
much.
The big guy got dressed before I did, though, and was gone, leaving me to
dress in relative peace and without a big, fat cock next to me to turn me on
like that. I gathered my things together and left, walking down the concrete
ramp away from the pool toward my car.
"Hey, what's up?" I heard. I turned around. The big guy was right behind me,
a smile on his face.
"Hot evening, wouldn't you say?"
"Uh, yes, it is," I said, walking slowly, letting the guy catch up.
"My name's Bill," he said, holding out his hand.
I took his hand in mine. "Charles," I said. "Pleased to meet you, Bill."
You want to go have a beer?" he asked. "I don't live far. I walked, I always
do."
"I live pretty close myself, just around the block, actually."
"You have a cold beer at the house?" he asked.
"I sure do. My car's right here. I was going to walk, but jumped in the car
at the last minute. I can give you lift, too, from my house, after the beer,
if you'd like."
We were silent in the car. I had no idea what to say to a guy like that,
something like, "Gee, you have a nice dick?"
"Nice place you have," he said.
"Thanks, just divorced. I try to keep it neat."
I got up both a beer and we sat on the couch. He was a little younger than I
was, I figured, somewhere around twenty or twenty three. I was twenty-five.
He was the first to talk about it. "Hey, I'm kinda sorry about the hard on
back there. I don't know what happens to me, sometimes. I get excited, just
being that close to someone. It's really strange."
"Not really any stranger than I am," I said.
I realized how silly that sounded. I was trying to let him know that I
thought it was OK, that I actually liked looking at his cock. But, I
couldn't say, "Gee, I really love looking at your hard, fat cock!" Could I?
"Huh?"
I shrugged. "I kinda liked, you know, kinda enjoyed ---"
"Really?"
I nodded.
"You really liked it?"
"Yeah, it kinda turned me on, being hit in the face with a big, hairy dick."
I shrugged, trying to worm my way out of the obvious admission I had just
given him.
"You ever touched a guy's dick before?" he asked.
I laughed. "Not until today," I said with a smile. "Have you?"
He shook his head. "I've kinda wondered, though, you know, just wanted to
know, kinda, what's it's like."
I sat there and stared at him, feeling my dick begin to grow. I couldn't
believe I was hearing this, and couldn't believe I was responding the way I
did.
He put down his beer and smiled. "Well, let's have a shower, since that's
where we, uh, met, kinda, OK?"
We showered together, with him on his knees, his tongue circling my balls.
His mouth engulfed my cock, moving his head up and down, swirling his tongue
around the head as he did so. Then he released my cock, and returned with
his mouth to my balls. The tonguing was driving me nuts, and I felt the
rising within me. My knees began to quiver, and he knew that I was going to
cum. I could fell my balls tighten against the base of my cock, and he
massaged them gently. He put one hand on the base of my cock, and the other
on my balls as he took me into his mouth again. I came, filling his mouth
with loads of hot cum.
I wasted no time. I was too anxious. I knelt in front of him, his big, hairy
cock right in front of me again. I reached out and touched the hard shaft
and pulled it toward my mouth, and then I simply wrapped my mouth around his
cock. I could see and feel those large purple veins beneath the skin. I
stroked him from the base of his cock as I moved my mouth up and down. I
looked up at his face, and his eyes were closed to slits.
I licked his big, fat hairy balls, feeling that smooth skin with my tongue,
the now wet hair resting, laying across those big brown balls. The taste and
the smell of the guy intoxicated me. It reminded me of sweat, of bread
dough, and there was something else there that I couldn't name. I found that
I liked what I was doing, that I liked the taste of the man. I loved the
feel of his hairy balls in my mouth, of the smooth but wrinkled, pliable
skin of his balls. They were large orbs, big and egg-shaped, and they pulled
down heavily on his hairy sac.
His knees began to shake, and I could feel muscle spasms move in his body.
His knees now began to shake violently, and I put his cock back in my mouth. I built up as
much of a suction as I could. I could feel his fat cock pulse and throb in
my mouth, could feel his testicles rise in his hairy sac. My hands were
busy, one cupping his balls, the other gently stoking his furry buttocks,
occasionally probing deeper into his rosebud ass hole. He came, moaning
loudly, saying, of all things, my name. I could feel his cock jerk and jerk,
filling my mouth with hot loads of tangy cum. That turned me on. I liked
that.
We sat on the couch, staring at each others bodies. Having a beer, we
decided that it was a good thing to go swimming at the plunge. A good thing,
indeed. Looking down at his cock, at the foreskin bunched around the
semi-hard bulbous head, I began to get hard again. The big brown dick lay
there, nestled in its nest of rich, dark hair. That is, it rested, for a
while, till I made it rise to attention, again and again. It was a good
thing that I had found this bear sticking his dick in my face in the locker
room.
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