The Runner and the Cyclist
Based on true events
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I drove my pickup down to the local park that runs along the Lehigh River. There was a railroad track that followed the canal, it was converted into a trail for walking, biking and running. I parked my truck under a large shade tree, walked over to the grassy area and started doing my stretches before my run. Once my legs muscles were adequately stretched, I would get on the trail and run the three miles to where the Lehigh River met the Delaware River. Then I would turn around and run back to the park where my truck was parked. This run took me about an hour in the evening. I would be soaked in sweat and tired. If it was warm out I would hang on a bench and cool down before heading home. I ran five evenings a week. Once I got home, I would strip down and head to the shower to clean up.
During these six mile runs I would meet other runners who competed in local running events. I ran it to keep the weight off. Most of these serious runners were super thin. I worked out at the fitness center in the morning, I was more into building muscle. I ran slower than most guys and occasionally would run with other weight lifting buddies. I had some guys try to push me to fun in local events, one even went so far as to say, so they had someone they could beat. I didn't see me running races, nor was I interested.
A few times, after the run, I would be approached by guys cruising the park offering me services, but once they realized how sweaty I was, they said, maybe another time. I'm sure the smell from running wasn't a turn on for most. Sometimes while I was cooling down, I would watch guys disappear into a certain part of the park, other guys following suit. It was known as cruising area. It was fun just to watch the guys go through the ritual of getting their cock sucked.
I would walk back in the area occasionally just to see who was back there. Most of the guys, I wasn't interested in. Occasionally I would run into guys I known through friends or social events, we would talk for a bit, and I knew that's not what they were here for, so I would tell them good luck back in the woods. They would give a sheepish smile and walk back into the woods disappointed. I've seen guys stand against trees with the tops of their shorts pulled down exposing them to an interested passerby. One guy wore cut offs, that looked more like a skirt. I guess it advertised his good and letting know what he was interested in.
A few times I would sit on the bench, and guys would come up just to talk. Escaping their hectic life or some problem back home. They were just happy to able to talk to someone and get things off their chest.
I had met several guys while running, the most memorable guy was a cyclist. He had passed me several times during my runs, he would say hi, and then look back as he passed. Once day he rode next to me as I ran. He had big muscular arms and chest to die for, and I wondered why he was hanging around instead of riding up the trail. He struck up a conversations and asked questions to determine my sexuality. Through our conversation I found out we had mutual friends and he was married. So he had to be careful. I eventually revealed I was into guys, he did as well. I figured he did and knew what he was hinting at, as he always appeared at the end wood where the above mentioned actively took place. He also looked great from behind, wide shoulders that tapering down to a small waist and muscular legs, great thighs and muscular calves. He filled his riding shorts out well. He eventually expressed interest in getting to know me better. We agreed to meet at a certain place and time.
We met at a discreet location, he seemed nervous, so we chatted making sure he was comfortable with his decision. I know he was eager when he threw the bike in my back of my truck. He jumped in the cab and we headed to my place. I placed my hand on his thigh in between shifting gears in my truck, he hand moved over to my mine. He was smiling as I drove back to my place. I made sure it wasn't my running night, as I didn't want to be too exhausted, sweaty or have body odor. He obviously biked to the agreed upon location.
Once we arrived at my place, we got out of the truck and lead him into the house. I offered him a beer and I told him to make himself comfortable, as I went to get us beers. He takes the que and quickly undresses. I turned around to hand him the beer and he was naked. My eyes taking in the site, well-tanned, furry pecs, massive arms, pleasure trail leading to his cock, which was semi hard and nice hanging balls framed by muscular thighs. I followed suit, pulling off my shirt and dropping my shorts and underwear right on the spot. He walked over held my body to his and started kissing me. He was an aggressive small guy and I liked that. I mentioned it's unusual for married guys to kiss. He just replied, I guess I'm unique, and continued kissing. We were getting very aroused, I stepped back and put my arm around his shoulder.
I lead him to the bedroom to get more comfortable. We kissed passionately, groped each other cocks and tasted nipples, necks and ears. My hormones raged with his naked body against mine. His cock rubbed on my body. I was the bigger guy I left him get on top of me, as I didn't want to feel like I had crushed him. As we were making out, he turned on his side and pulled me on top of him. He was such a beautiful site under me, naked, awesome arms, pecs, abs, narrow waist and muscular legs. His blue eyes, melted me. My hands were discovering every inch of naked body.
We started exploring more and I ran my tongue down his abs and started licking near the top of his hip bone. I find it's a place a guy enjoys without being tickled. After working on that area, I moved to his thighs licking the space where his thighs met his balls, just to get him extra horny before I started sucking his cock. He spreads his legs apart and I smell and taste the musk of his balls and I concentrated under his balls. He was moaning, held my head as I worked his musky nuts. I placed one ball in my mouth and enjoyed the feeling of sucking on it, tasted salty from sweat, a bonus result from riding his bike. I inhaled his masculine scent and telling how great his balls smelled and tasted. I rubbed his balls in my face. I grabbed his balls, and worked on them with my tongue as I held them in my hand. I moved to his cock, grasped it in my hand and pulled it to my lips, it was very average, but it's a great looking cock. I placed his cock in mouth and teased the piss slit with my tongue. I moved to running my tongue around the cock head, before took him down to the base. His trim pubs brushed against my nose. I started sucking and bobbing up and down on his cock. I savored the taste of his cock in my mouth. He was moaning, oh God, and held my head to his crotch. He didn't last long and came in my mouth. I quickly swallowed, and with his cock still in my mouth, I looked up at him. He apologized that he cum too quickly, but this second load should take longer. Here I thought it was be a blow and go, but his stating he wanted more excited me!
I moved from between his legs and laid down beside him, and he moved over to me and started kissing me. He tasted his cum in my mouth and commented on how good it tasted. He kissed me deeper, getting more tongue. He sat up and played gently with my nipple and moved his ass to straddle my hard cock. He was rubbing his hungry hole against my hard cock. I reached up and played with nips as well. What a great site, he was sitting on top of me, as I inspected his muscular body from my supine position, reaching up to feel his body with my fingertips, following the contours. He responded with a moan and his cock got hard again. I felt him gyrate his ass on my cock. His head went back, as I moved my right hand from his left nipple and down to his engorged cock. I spat in my hand and rubbed the head of his cock. He looked at me with a pleasured look. I placed my other hand against his balls. He spotted the lube next to the bed. He quickly crawled over to it, grabbed it and straddled my stomach, with my cock near his ass, he's reached behind finding my throbbing cock. I told him to turn around so my mouth had access to his ass. He turned, with his ass in my face. I reached up and spread his buns apart, stopped for a moment to look at his inviting hole. I pulled his hips closer to my face, stuck out my tongue and ran it lightly around his hole. I looked at the glistening hole and then dove onto the hole and started penetrating with my tongue.
As I rimmed his great ass, he took the lube and poured some in his hand and he started stroking me. He stopped and then started to stroke himself. I rimmed his ass a good five minutes before he got off my face and turned around facing me. With his other hand he grabbed my cock and he slid back, aimed my cock head to his hole. He wasn't sure he could take it, it was bigger than most guys he's been with. He made sure my head is well lubed and slowly lowered his ass onto my cock. He hovered there, letting his hole adjust and I can see the discomfort on his face. He lowered himself a little further. I feel my cock penetrating his hole. Tight and warm, he slowly descended his ass onto my cock until he was sitting in my lap, facing me. He placed his hands on my chest, to balance himself, and slowly worked his ass onto my invading cock. I reached up and touched his nipples. He took a deep breath, before he started pumping his ass on my cock. I started pumping into his ass, Meeting the middle and went deeply into him, and I hit the spot, he shuttered with my cock buried to the hilt up his ass.
I reach down and stroke his cock, as we both pump, I grinded when I hit bottom. He was wiggling his ass, trying to get as much cock up his ass as possible. Something must have click, and he readjust from sitting on my cock with his lower legs next to my thighs, to a position where his feet are on the mattress straddled my waist while my cock was still in his ass. He was using his legs to ride my cock. He slammed his ass down on my cock, and he was lost in the ecstasy. I enjoyed the view, watching is muscular legs raising and lowering his body onto my hard cock inside of him. His cock and balls bounded as he worked on impaling is ass repeatedly. He was tight and my cock was sending signals of an approaching orgasm, I moaned loudly, involuntarily.
He started to grab his erect cock, and he mentioned he wanted me to cum. He was riding my cock like a wild animal and I was pumping as fast as I could, my hands were on his hips as he fucked himself hard on my cock. I could see his balls rising, this sent a signal to my cock and I felt my balls rise and the muscle tightened between my balls and cock. I tried to relax enough to come while he slammed his ass, which brought me to the edge.
My back arched like I was doing a crunch, and yelled "fuck", as I released several volleys of cum into his ass, I gripped his hips and pushed him down as I came deep inside him. He immediately came spraying ropes of white spunk onto my face and chest and down my stomach, till he stopped convulsing on my cock. He wiped up his spunk with his finger, fed me some and he ate the rest.
I laid here and he collapsed on top of me, chest to chest. Satiated, I dozed for a minute or two, and so did he. We both regained consciousness, feeling the super glue bond of cum between us, as we tried to delicately pry ourselves apart. My cock soften and fell out of his hole. His hole dripping some of its contents onto my spent cock and balls.
I offered a shower or a wet wash cloth. He opted for the shower. I got up and turn on the hot water for the shower. I made the gentlemanly gesture to him offering him the shower first. He stepped in the shower and he asked if I was going to join. I said I would and stepped in behind him, holding him against me. The hot water felt good against our bodies and you could smell the cum on both of us, which was intoxicating. I spun him around in the shower and grabbed his arms and pined them against the wall above his head. He had a big smile. With both of his hands pinned to wall with my one hand, I grabbed the soap with the other and started lathering him up. I washed his face and neck and worked down, rubbing soap over every part of his tight body. I reached down and washed his cock and balls well. He was getting hard again. I released his arms from over his head, and he grabs the soap and returned the favor.
From what I learned we both had worked at the same place when we were in our twenties, where we were responsible of washing 18 guys a night. (Not as erotic as it sounds) We both laughed about it, and he pulled my face to his said it was much better with just me and started kissing. I rubbed my soapy body against his and got excited all over again. He turned around and offered his just fucked ass in shower. I rinsed off the suds from my cock and aimed my cock head into his lubed ass. I felt great, feeling my cum lubing my cock as I entered his ass and I started fucking.
The water cascaded over our bodies as I fuck his ass. He bents over so I could go deeper, and I held on to his hips and quickened my pace. For a married guy, he sure liked to fuck. I drill his ass and he moaned loudly. His hand reached for his cock and he started jerking off.
I turned off the shower, as it was got too hot. I felt weak kneed and noticed he looked woozy from the heat the water generated. I wrapped my arms around his chest from behind, to catch him just in case. He passed out from the heat and I caught him just in time. I picked him up in my arms and removed him from the shower. He started coming out of his stupor as I laid him on the floor. He asked what happened. I told him he passed out from the heat generated from shower.
I walked out of the bathroom and got him some orange juice. I came back and handed it to him. He was cooling down, and apologized for the passing out. I wanted to make sure he was alright and helped him up and took back into the bedroom. I told him to rest.
He recovered quickly, I asked if he wanted me to drive him home. He said he was fine, and came over and gave me a kiss. He dropped to his knees and went down on my cock. He took it his mouth and I just laid back and spread my legs. He was sucking and using his hand in a cork screw motion. He lubed my cock with his spit, his drool ran down my balls and the action of his hand on my shaft, sent me over the edge and I came. He swallowed, looking up at me. He crawled up to my mouth and kissed me. I tasted the remnants of my cum in his mouth. He wanted to cuddle naked for a little bit. Another usual thing a straight guy to do from my experience.
I tried to coax him to get up and get dress, as I thought he had to get home. He was content staying right there. He said his wife away on business trip, and could he spend the night. So I let him stay. I told him I will be getting up early to go to the gym. He asked if he could go to the gym with me. I told him I had a guest pass and he's more than welcome. We fell asleep with his head on my chest and my arm wrapped around him.
I woke up, with the naked muscular cyclist next to me, I was enjoying looking at his naked body. I eventually tried to sneak out of bed to get ready for the gym. I must have disturbed his sleep, He got up and slide his shorts on. He said he could work out in shorts, they were basically gym clothes. I handed him one of my tee shirts which was oversize on him. I grabbed a shake for each of us, and drank as we headed out the door. We jumped into my truck and headed to the gym. His hands were feeling up my thigh and giving me major wood. We had to wait until our cocks went limp before we got out the truck. I spotted him on the weights and he did the same for me. When he laid down on work benches, he would spread his legs so I could see his balls, as he didn't have any underwear. It was a good thing, there weren't many at the guy. He continued to expose himself throughout the workout. He would start at my shorts, trying to see if he could see my cock or balls. It was a seductive workout, purposely bent over and brushed his ass against my cock. Or held on a little too long when spotting. He was teasing me as much as I was teasing him. After the work out, we left soaked in sweat. He hinted he wanted to shower with me. We jump in my truck, he lowers his shorts, places my hand on his cock, and said that was his stick shift. My hand was on his cock most the way home. He slid his hand up my pant leg and into my cock to feel my cock.
As soon as we got through my back door, we had our sweaty clothes off. He got in front of me to block me from going to the bathroom, and turned around and got on his knees. He took my sweaty cock in to his mouth and sucked me till I was hard again. He stood up and smelled my armpits and licked at the sweat and stink, while stroking my spit lubed cock with his hand. He was sporting an impressive hard on. He went for my pecs. I raised my foot and placed it against his balls in the archway. I enjoyed feeling them against the top of my foot. He rubbed his balls against my foot and took both my nipples in each hand.
He was getting me hot and bothered, I picked him up and carried him to my bedroom. The sheets were still dirty from last night, we moved to the unkempt bed. I placed him on the bed, he grabbed the lube and lubed up my cock. He lifted his legs, hands behind each knee to hold them up, exposing his ass. I placed my lubed prick and shoved it in his ass. He begged me to fuck his ass. Since I've been in there twice, I went to town on his ass. He was holding his legs out and I fucked him deep. He was encouraging me to cum in him. He got tired of holding his legs up and placed them on my shoulders. He grabbed my pecs and plays with them roughly. Pulled on my nips, this drove me crazy and I fucked his ass harder. He pleaded he needed more cum in his ass, and I should use him. I told him to work my nipples harder. He questioned will he hurt them, I told him don't worry about it, I liked it hard. His playing got rougher, I felt the excruciating pain through my nipples and I buried my cock deep into his ass. He worked my nipples hard and my cock is getting even harder. He did this for several minutes and I felt my balls building another load and I knew I was going to release my cum, coating the inside of his ass. I got to the point of no return.
He moaned loudly that neighbors could hear. This sent me over the edge, I pulled his ass closer into me, and I pushed my cock hard into his ass and unleashed another load into his ass, yelling fuck several times loudly. I collapsed on top of him. I felt him struggle, and I start to get off him. He told me stay in him that he needed to cum. I lifted myself up, and my softening cock was still in his ass. He took his lubed hand and jerked himself off. His muscles pumped form working out, he was flogging away on his cock like no tomorrow. In about a minute, cum was flying everywhere.
He sure had a lot of cum. I mentioned about it. He made the statement, he and his wife didn't have that much sex anymore. That he needed the release. I knew reality would set in, and we both had to return to our normal life. I wanted to enjoy a little more time with him, before I released him to the world.
I basically picked him up and carry him to the bathroom. I turned on the faucets for the tub. When it filled half way, I got in the tub and sat down. He got in after me. He relaxed, leaning against me. His back to my front and we took turns washing. We enjoyed the warm water, and soap suds. My cock was spent, and so was his. We got out the tub when the water started getting cool. After we toweled ourselves off, I handed him a robe, and I went to the kitchen and made some breakfast.
He sat at the counter with the robe open, exposing his manliness to me. My private show that will be etched into my mind. After breakfast, we got dressed. We headed to my truck and I drove him almost home. He asked me to stop, thanked me, shook my hand, opened the door and got his bike out of the back of my truck. He rode off, and I watched his muscular legs peddle and knowing his ass was filled with my DNA.
I turned around and headed back home.