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People watching
As it was the weekend, I decided to take a drive down to the new Forest, and perhaps watch a cricket match that was being played on the green, as you leave the little village of Burley.
It's a quaint village, with a couple of pubs, shops selling weird witch paraphernalia, and some tea room, catering to the many visitors that go there during the summer.
Upon arriving, I noticed a sign stating that the match had been cancelled, so decided to stop anyway, and have a drink in the pub adjacent to the car park
Ordered my drink and sat outside, just watching the world go by, seeing as it was such a warm sunny day.
Every now and then, one of the wild ponies that roamed the forest, would come up and stick their heads over the fence, hoping to get some food, which would often make anyone sitting there jump.
There was a young couple sitting with their backs toward the fence, obviously engrossed in each other, when one of the horses stuck its head right next to the girl, making her jump, and in doing so, she spilt her drink down the front of her white top.
No idea what her top was made of, but as she stood up, where she spilt her drink, the material became translucent, and one could see her pert tits quite clearly.
She quickly covered herself with her hands, at least tried to, and rushed from the little garden area, to the amusement of several men sitting there.
I got myself another drink, and just sat, people watching, and after a while, seeing as the match was cancelled, I decided to make my way back to my car.
As I got to my car, a chap who was wheeling a bike that had a badly buckled wheel, came over and said, "Excuse me, you wouldn't be by chance heading towards Romsey".
"Yes I am" I replied, "Why".
"I was wondering if perhaps you would give me a lift, if you were going that way".
"Yeah, no problem, but I don't think your bike will fit in the boot".
"Oh, it would just be the front wheel, I can leave the bike at the pub"
He took the wheel off, put the rest of the bike round the back of the pub, and the wheel in the boot.
"Thank" he said as he got in and we set off.
"Where abouts in Romsey, you want dropping off." I asked.
"Town center if that's ok, I can catch a bus from there".
"A bus, where to"
"To Winchester, pick up a spare wheel from home"
"I'm going to Winchester, I live there, so can drop you there if you want".
"Are you sure, that would be great, thanks".
On the way we chatted, he was telling me he often cycles to the New Forest, he said it gives him some exercise.
"I don't think I could do that, far too old" I said.
"You're never too old," he replied, then said, "I'm nearly fifty"
"Well I'm coming up to seventy five, well past it, and far too fat".
"You're not fat," he replied, "just need to lose a little weight, that's all."
"More than a little" I said laughing.
We drove along, chatting away, then he said, "you should come down the gym, you'd soon lose some weight, I did, I used to be nearly seventeen stone."
"Seventeen stone, you're joking", I replied.
"Oh, I'm Chris, by the way."
"Simon" I replied.
"Really Simon, it took me nearly two years, but I lost over five stone with just exercise, and massages".
"I've been dieting and lost a little, but not sure about gyms, thought they are full of musclemen, and probably not the place for an old git like me", I replied laughing.
"Yeah, some are, but where I go its different, plenty of elderly gents there", then he said, "drop me here, I live just round the corner".
I pulled up and opened the boot for him to take his wheel.
"Here, give me a buzz if you fancy coming down the gym one evening" he said as he gave me a card, "Thanks for the lift, I owe you one" he said, and disappeared around the corner.
That evening while watching TV, I said to my wife, "Think I might join a gym, try and lose some weight"
"Yeah, whatever" she replied, then said, "don't make a noise when you go upstairs like you normally do, banging your bedroom door".
We haven't slept together for well over ten years, ever since she had a really bad change of life, we just sort of drifted apart.
It was over a week since Chris gave me his telephone number, so I was a little unsure if he would remember me.
I rang the number, he answered, "Hi, its Simon, not sure if you remember me, but you said to ring if I was interested in going to your gym".
"Hi Simon, of course I remember you, great, when would you think about coming"
"Whenever", I replied then added, "When best"
"What about tomorrow evening around seven" he asked.
"Yes, fine, what do I need".
"Track bottoms, or shorts, a tee shirt is good, a pair of soft trainers, meet me where you dropped me if ok" he said.
"See you at seven" I replied.
"How you been" he asked as her got in the passenger seat.
"Ok, where are we off to then" I asked.
I followed his instructions, and we soon arrived at the place, entering I joined at the desk, paid a membership for a couple of months, just in case I didn't get on with it and went with him to where all the lockers were, and changed into my joggers and tee shirt.
Entering the gym, it was decked out with quite a few machines of various types, a bloke came over and Chris spoke to him.
He took me over to every machine, showing me how to use them, instructing me to take it easy and not to try and do too much, it turned out quite an enjoyable evening.
Chris came over and said, "come on, let's get a shower, and then a massage".
"I'm a bit fat for a massage" I said.
"Rubbish, come on, will do you the world of good".
We grabbed our towels, and went into the shower area, there were a few blokes showering in there.
One bloke, about in his sixties, had probably one of the tiniest cocks I have ever seen on a person, which made me feel not so awkward, seeing as my cock isn't too big.
When Chris dropped his towel, he had quite a large thick cock, and was hairless.
"Bloody hell, you shave yourself"
He smiled and replied," Yeah, of course, keeps me nice and clean, and I think being shaved looks better"
After our shower he asked," You coming for a massage then".
"Perhaps next time" I replied as was slightly embarrassed being so overweight.
" Oh, every Tuesday and Thursday is when I come, men only nights"
"What about the rest of the week" I asked.
"They are mixed evenings, all the muscle men and girls in their tight leotards". he said.
"See you on Thursday" I replied and was just about to leave when he asked.
"Want a drink before you go, I always go and get one",
"Yeah, why not"
We went and sat in the little bar come coffee place attached to the gym after getting our drinks.
"What you reckon then, enjoy it" he asked.
"Yeah, wasn't like I expected, thought it would be full of weight lifter types".
" That's on the other days, as I said Tuesday and Thursday is men only, and it's mainly what you saw tonight", took a swig of his drink and said, "Its much better, more private".
"I'm aching already, god know how I'll feel tomorrow"
"Should have had a massage, helps relax the muscled, and its enjoyable"
"I'll give it a go on Thursday" I replied.
"Youl enjoy it, it's really good for you, that's why I'm training to be a masseur in my spare time".
"How long have you been learning".
"About nearly six months" he replied, "got my own table and equipment ready for when I am fully trained".
"How do you do it, I mean, how do you get people to train on, do you advertise".
"No, just on friends at the moment" he replied., then said, "If you enjoy your massage here, I can always give you one".
"One what" I said and laughed.
He laughed as well, then replied, "naughty boy, depends on what you want".
Just then, the guy from the reception desk came in and called him over, he looked over and said, see you Thursday, and left.
On the way home I was wondering if perhaps he might be either gay or bi what with his reply to me.
It had been many years since I have had any physical contact with another bloke, it all kind of stopped it when I got married.
My first experience was during the later years at school, myself and another boy would wank each other off, while looking at adult magazines, and later during my teen years, I had several sexual experiences with a man who lived nearby.
Thursday came, I packed my jogger pants and a tee shirt and went to the gym, Chris was nowhere to be seen.
I got changed and started to work out on a couple of machines, then rested and sat just people watching.
I noticed every now and then, a couple would go into a door adjacent to the rowing machine, be in there for about fifteen minutes or so, then come out looking as though they had been doing rigorous exercise.
I was about to take a look in there when Chris showed up, "Hi Simon, you came then".
"Yeah, even though I was aching like hell the day after",
"Well, I did tell you to get a massage" he said as he started using one of the machines.
We exercised for about half an hour, then I went and sat on one of the benches, he came over and sat next to me.
"What's in that room" I asked pointing to the door where a couple went earlier.
He looked at me and replied, "There's a couple of rooms where you can relax privately".
"Ah, right," I said, more or less knowing what he meant.
"Look, I'll be up front, Tuesday and Thursday are mainly for guys to get together, if you understand, the other days are just normal gym days".
I looked at him and replied, "I rather gathered that".
"Sorry if it's not, you know, your thing, the other days are not only big muscle men, all types are there."
"No, its fine, Tuesday and Thursdays are ok with me", he smiled.
We sat for a while just chatting when he said, "We also have a steam room, as well as a jacuzzi if you're interested".
"I've got one of those Jacuzzi baths at home, never use it, what's the steam room".
"Like a sauna but larger, well depends on how big your home sauna is" he replied then said," great for weight loss".
"Wouldn't mind having a go in that" I said.
"Come on then, I will show you if you want, but you'll need to strip and go in there with just a towel".
"Oh, ok then" so we went to the locker room, stripped, and took a towel each.
When we were inside, it was quite dimly lit, and very warm, I started sweating more or less straight away.
We sat on a bench that was along the far wall, when looking around the room, I could just about notice over in the corner, a couple of guys, both naked, giving each other a wank.
I nudged Chris, "Take a look at those two", I whispered.
He replied," that's nothing, sometimes you come in here and catch them fucking".
"A bit iffy" I replied.
"Yeah, there are the private rooms for that, far too public for me."
"Bloody hell, me as well, I suppose they like to be watched". I replied.
"Yeah, come on, let's get out of here, and go get a drink, I'm baking."
We decided to skip the massage, so we showered, dressed and went to the local pub.
We sat with our drinks when he asked, "Don't get annoyed but, are you bi".
"Do you mean have I been with another man",
"Well, yeah," he replied kind of sheepishly.
"When I was much younger, but that was some time ago, and at my age now, it's just wishful thinking"
"Why do you say that". He asked.
"Chris, about ten years ago when my wife stopped wanting sex, I could have done something then, but now, a bit late, as too old, and too fat".
"Give over, you're never too old, and plenty guys like a bear".
"As you must have noticed in the showers, haven't got much to offer", I replied.
"Were you top or bottom when you were younger".
"Do you mean, did I give it or take it" I asked", he smiled then said," That's one way of putting it".
We both chuckled," What did you enjoy the most, I'm a top" he said.
"Suppose I enjoyed both then, but as I said, long time ago".
"Look Simon, fancy coming back to my place, I won't be offended if you say no, as I would still like to be friends".
I thought for a moment, then replied," Yeah, why not".
I felt a little awkward when we arrived and went in, but he took the lead by starting to undress.
He looked at me and said, "Well", I just followed and stripped.
We laid back on his bed and he started to rub me off, I was soon erect, "Wank me", he said.
I took hold of his cock, it felt so big and fat and started to wank him, "That's nice" he said.
His cock just seemed to grow and looked to be a good seven inches.
Strangely, I found it exciting and areal turn on, so much so that I leant over and let my tongue touch the tip that was leaking precum.
"Suck me" he said softly, I opened my mouth and sucked him.
"Oh Simon, that feels so good" he moaned as I tried to deep throat him.
After a while of me sucking and licking him, he asked me to stop and said.
"I want to fuck you", got up and took a Durex from the bedside cabinet and rolled it on.
"Chris, I haven't done this for years, and you're quite large".
"It will be ok, I'll use plenty of lube" he said.
I just sat there not knowing what he wanted me to do. " Just lay back and let me lead"
I laid back on the bed, then he put one of those long thick pillows under my arse, lifting it off the bed.
I felt him apply the lube to my arse hole, sliding a finger into me as he did.
"Ok" he asked as he fingered me, I have to admit it did feel good.
"You've got a love plump arse" he said as it felt like he had inserted another finger or two up me.
After a while, he removed his fingers and I could feel him pressing his knob against my hole.
As he started to push it up me I jumped, "I think its too big" I said.
I was just going to say something when it pushed inside me, "Oh fuck" I said and held his legs trying to stop him going further.
"Just relax", he remarked as he stopped pushing, and lifted my legs a little.
I had to admit that after a very short while, it was beginning to feel really nice.
I moved my hands and he took that as a signal it was ok to go further.
I felt his cock push further into me, which brought back memories of when I was so much younger.
I must have been about seventeen or so when I was on my way home from a disastrous date with a girl I knew.
I was horny as fuck, but she just wouldn't have any of it, so after the date I just started to walk home.
As I was passing Marylebone station, I was bursting for a piss, so went into the station to use the toilets, and entering, the urinals were out of action, so had to use one of the cubicles.
The place was empty, so found one that was relative clean, went in for a piss.
While in there, I heard the door close on the adjoining cubical, and someone undoing their clothes.
As I was pissing I noticed a hole ,well several, in the dividing wall, and could just about catch a glance of naked skin, then a voice said, "show me your cock", which surprised me, and excited me seeing as I was Horney anyway.
I turned facing the hole that was level with my cock, "Nice" the voice said, then A cock was poked through the hole, "Hold it" said the voice, which I did, then I started to wank it.
"Oh that good" the voice whispered, as I carried on wanking it, then without notice he spunked loads of cum into my hand.
I left the cubical, washed , and noticed that all the other stalls were empty, except for the one he was in, so I decided to go, but hang around to see what he looked like
I mingled in among the people in the station, watching to see whoever come out of the toilets.
A head appeared from the steps that led down to the toilets, and to my utter surprise, it was the man who lived only about four doors from our house.
After he left, I made my way home and called it a night, mind I did wank myself off with the excitement of what happened.
It must have been a good week or so before I saw him again, he came into the café on the corner of the street where we lived, where I was having something to eat and sat over from me. I wanted to make contact, but didn't quite know what to do.
He got up and went into the toilet there, I followed and stood next to him and had a piss, "Hello Simon" he said noticed me, "hello Mr. Peters" I replied as I shook my cock so that he could see, went over to the sink to wash my hands.
I turned on the tap and it spurted out soaking my shirt and waist of my trousers," Fuck it" I said, as I moved away from the sink.
"You ok" he asked, "No not really", I replied, then said, I'm bloody soaked.
"You had better pop home and change" he said,
"Theres no one home at the moment, and would you bloody believe I've not got a key", I lied.
He looked at me for a moment, then as I hoped he would he said, "You can come to my house and dry off if you want, "are you sure its ok" I asked.
When inside his place, I took my shirt off and he put it in front of the fire over the back of a chair, I also slipped my trousers of and just stood there.
"Here, give them to me, I'll put them next to your shirt"
I sat in an arm chair facing him, hoping he was going to make a move, but nothing.
I had been fucked several times in the past, and fucked a boy as well, so was really hoping he would have attempted to at least do something especially as I knew what happened in the toilet at the station.
"Can I use your toilet" I asked, "Of course" he replied, so I went, had a piss, came back but left my cock sticking out the side of my underpants, and sat backdown again.
I could see him looking, and could also see he had a hard on, so I looked down at my cock and stood up, and said," Oh, sorry" as I pulled my pant down, rearranged my cock, and pulled them up again.
He defiantly got the hint as he said, "You should be careful doing that, I might think you wanted me to see it" and smiled.
"Don't worry me, letting another bloke see, were both men"
"I might be a homosexual" he replied.
I thought, fuck it and said, "Don't matter, I've did stuff with boys before".
That afternoon, he fucked me a couple of times, and also over the following six months or so.
It was after that I first met my wife, and everything stopped until now.
"Ok" Chris asked as he started pushed more of his big cock inside me, sending shivers through me.
"It feels lovely" I whispered as he started to fuck me so slowly.
"Your man cunt feels wonderful" he moaned as he kept pulling nearly out, then pushing deep into me, hearing him say that sort of gave me a buzz.
"Fuck my man cunt" I said to him, then heard my self say, "Oh, yes, harder, my cunts yours".
After his hard pounding, he pushed hard in and moaned, "I'm cumming deep inside you".
When he eventually pulled out from me, he started to remove the condom, and as he did some of the copious amount of cum spilt on to my arse, it felt hot, and nice.
"Good job you had that bag on, it would have been flooding out for ages" I said smiling
"God Simon, you made me cum so much, it was amazing".
"You made me cum as well" I said," but I don't cum much now".
"Are we going to do this again" he asked, "If you want" I replied.
"Oh I want" he replied smiling, "I was hoping this was going to happen".
"Same here" I replied, then said, "When we were chatting on the way from Burley, I was hoping you might have been up for some fun".
"Same here, I actually ask you for a lift because being on your own, I had a feeling you might have been at least Bi", then smiled.
After chatting for a while, he asked, "Fancy me giving you a massage then".
"You can do if you want"
"Yeah, will give me more experience for when I qualify, also I love giving them".
I laid on the table thing, a she got out a bottle of what looked like oil and a couple of towels.
He started by dribbling the oil into his hands, and started to massage my chest.
It felt really nice when he massaged my nipples, that caused me to get a hard on.
"Sensitive nipples" he said as he rubbed them, every now and then squeezing them.
"Yeah, feels nice" I answered.
"Turn over and I'll do your back", I turned, put my face in the opening and waited.
He started on my shoulders, and worked his way down till he got to my arse.
I felt him trickle some oil into the crack, then started to massage my cheeks.
"Fuck, you've got a lovely arse" he said as he rubbed and pummeled my arse cheeks.
He kept letting his fingers slip into my hole, causing me to push against them.
"I think you want something up here" he said as he fingered me.
I could feel him get up onto the table and then he laid on top of me, rubbing his cock along the slit of my arse.
I could feel him as he moved his cock and put it at the entrance to my hole.
I pushed upward to try and get into a kneeling position, and he slid into me, fuck it felt so good, all slippery.
"You like that" he asked as he pushed his slippery oil coated cock completely into me.
"Yeah" I replied, "What do you like" he asked,
"Your cock in my man cunt" I replied feeling him slowly fucking me.
When he pushed deep inside me, I felt his balls touch against mine, he was in as far as possible which I found exciting.
After fucking me for what seemed quite some time, he leant over me and kind of whispered,
"I'm not wearing anything, want me to cum in you, or pullout".
"I know you're not; it feels so much better bareback" I replied.
"Well" he asked as he really started to fuck me.
"Oh inside me" I moaned with the pleasure he was giving me.
"Inside where" he asked as he pushed in hard.
"In my man cunt" I moaned, then I felt the first throb of his cock that was motionless buried deep inside me.
"Oh fuck" he moaned, as spurt after spurt of his hot cum, was sprayed deep inside me, it was wonderful.
He fell forward over me, with his thick cock still buried inside me, and just laid there not moving.
"That was lovely" he uttered as he started to pull from my cum filled hole, "Put you hand here, and feel all my cum inside you" he said as he lifted my hand towards my arse.
I put my hand against my hole and felt all his cum starting to seep from me, it seemed as though there was loads beginning to come from me.
"Fucking hell Chris, you cum buckets full" I said as I could feel it actually start trickling out from me.
"I've always been a heavy cummer" he said," smiling, then said, "Wait until you suck me, you'll have loads to swallow".
He got off the table, and after catching the huge amount of his cum in a towel he gave me, I also got off.
Both of use were smothered in the massage oil, "Shower" he said, and we showered together.
Later when we were sitting talking, I said, "You know, I never thought that at my age, and size, I would never have any fun again".
"Don't talk rubbish, there's lot's of guys who love chubs, especially ones that have a lovely man cunt" he replied smiling.
"Well, I hope you're right" I replied.
"It's good people watching, that's how I spotted you" he said, winking.
"I like People watching as well" I replied,laughing.