GYM RAT VI
"Oh God, I'm so close....ohh so....o.. Oh... OHHYEAH!" My boner jerked off her finger and began to dance and squirt. My cock was pointing straight up and every spurt arced in a little different direction. We both watched transfixed as my juice flew, splashing down on my chest, belly, groin, all over the place! "Wow, I counted eleven squirts. I guess you really did miss me," she said. Then she rolled me over to face her, folded my still hard cock up to my belly and snuggled up. "Sheesh, you're gone get all spermy!" I said. "Hold me tight, I love it. Besides it'll be fun to take a shower together," she said.
The next day the gym manager gave me a little promotion. He wanted me to fill in at the admissions window Monday's and Tuesday's and upped my pay a notch. OK by me, less sweaty and I had a chance to note a few names and telephone numbers of interesting guys. The second Tuesday a young guy maybe a couple years older than me checked in, John Fitzhugh, and said, "I see you got promoted from a swamper. I liked you better naked. Please give me your phone number, I'd like to get together. Literally."
He called that evening and invited me over. When he opened the door he was stark naked! His cock was a good eight inches with a bit of an upward curve. "Come on in and shed your duds. I want to see if your organ is as nice as I remembered it." I did and he said, "Never saw you hard before and you're bigger than I guessed," he said. He took my dick in hand and led me to his bed. "OK, I want you to stand up, I'll get on my knees, give you a juicy sucking and when you're about to cum let me know. Are you a gusher or a squirter?" I told him squirter and he said, "I hoped so 'cause I want you to cum on my face."
He gave my balls a lovely massage and when I oozed a drop of precum he licked it off and with a big smile said, "You taste as good as that boner looks." And he took my entire tool into his face. He rocked his head up an down and roundaround causing my woody to bang around inside his mouth. I asked him to slow down or I'd unload too fast and he obliged. After a minute or so he began to slowly circle me with his tongue. In a bit he tightened his lips around as much of me as he could get deep in his mouth and slowly withdrew his head. When I popped out he said, "Man if we could figure out how to bottle that precum we could make a fortune!" Then back to sucking, just my cockhead slow and gentle. In less than a minute I warned him I was about to cum so he pulled his head back about six inches and just used a forefinger to rub the underside of my leaky glans.
I was teetering on the edge of cumming and it was heavenly! But it didn't last near long enough before my boner jerked off his fingertip and exploded. The feeling was terrific and watching my cock dance and squirt made it even better. John had his eyes shut as my splooge spattered on his kisser so he couldn't watch the show. When my dick was empty, with eyes shut he reached down, picked up the sheet and wiped my goo off his face. "Wow, I really enjoyed that and you delivered quite a load so I guess you enjoyed it too," He said. "Now look at my weeping wiener crying for relief. Would you like it up your butt?"
"Nope, I'd like that but I'd rather suck it. And I want to watch you cum so let me know when you're about to pop," I said. He got on his back with a pillow under his head so he could watch too. He even had precum that had dripped down onto his ball sac so I began licking there and worked my way up his boner to his very engorged glans. "Oh stop teasing and suck me!" He whined. I took him all the way in, tightened my lips and slowly withdrew. I harvested a nice collection of precum, lifted off his cock to savor it and before he could complain again began to suck that tasty dong. I did a lot of head wagging with his whole organ in my mouth so he was banging around in there and he sported a wide grin so I guess he enjoyed it. After a couple of minutes he said, "Better ease up, I want this to last." So I began to just lightly, slowly suck.
His cock throbbed and his first squirt hit the back of my throat. I jerked my head back and spurt number two caught my left ear. But I could enjoy the rest of the show, and show it was. I counted seven more wads pumping out of that jumping jack before the last one just oozed goo. "Sorry, that one snuck up on me. Worst little orgasm I ever had," he said, with a grin that belied his statement. "I've got to be out of town for a week but I'll call you for a rematch when I get back," he said.
When I opened her door as usual Toni was cute as a bug. I got a sisterly kiss which was not usual, nor was her expression which was thoughtful. She took my hand and led me to her undersized living room couch. We sat and I asked if something was wrong. She took my hand again and said, "Well I don't know. I mean, usually we'd be in bed by now. I never thought I was a sex maniac, but lately we've been nonstop naked. And I've enjoyed every minute of it, but have I turned into a whore? And is there more to our relationship than just sex? One of my friends told me about a psychologist who works with gay and trans people and I want us to visit him."
Dr. Kelly was a nice looking tall chap, fortyish, who was dressed in a white hospital type gown. He ushered us into his small office, Tony explained her concerns and he said. "There are no concealed feelings we cannot bring out to discuss. Our task is to bring them out in the open and that is best done if we bare ourselves as we will our feelings." He handed us each a hospital gown, peeled his off and led us to a small alcove to hang up our clothes.
TO BE CONTINUED
"The danger of communication lies in the assumption it has been accomplished." G B Shaw