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z z Another story exported from the vast library of z z z ... //\ e r c u r y ... z z z Notes : z z 1. I did not write this story and do not know who did. z 2. If you're a biW/A m/f 18-24 looking for friends, write. z 3. Yes, this header changes quite frequently. z 4. Change is good. z 5. #4 applies to many things, like culture. z 6. Have you changed your underwear lately? z Message #3937 "Fantasy" Date: 29-Jan-91 20:53 From: The Voyeur To: All Subj: Fantasy - Part I
I was waiting for a friend of mine in the lobby of the office tower when I saw a gorgeous man enter and walk over to the receptionist. I had managed to get only a quick look at his face, but that was enough for me. He had dark hair with a closely cropped beard and what appeared to be dark eyes. He was dressed in a well tailored blue suit jacket and light pants. From the way the receptionist reacted I gathered that they had met before. He spoke to her for a few minutes before she picked up the phone. I strained to hear a name but the room was just too cavernous to pick out her voice.
He turned around and headed towards the chairs where I was seated. I studied his face as he approached. From the fit of his suit and the structure of his face I assumed that he was quite muscular; it's sometimes difficult to tell in a suit. He looked in my direction and smiled; a smile that creased his eyes every so slightly; smile lines I like to call them.
"Good afternoon", he said with a nod. I smiled back and returned the greeting, not taking my eyes from him. He walked over to a small table and browsed through the magazines that were piled there. With one hand he undid the button of his jacket and then slid his hand into his pants pocket, pushing the jacket back as he did. Of course, as a true gay man, I checked out his crotch as soon as it was revealed. The light fabric revealed a nicely packed basket. Actually, it was more a strained basket than a packed one. His shirt was pulled tautly over a well developed chest. He flipped through the magazines a few more times and then sat down across from me empty handed.
"Cosmopolitan just doesn't do it for me", he grinned as he noticed me looking. "I have yet to sit in a lobby where they have something interesting to read". My mind raced to find something clever to say. Somehow mentioning a magazine like Honcho didn't seem appropriate! At a loss for words I ended up just nodding and smiling. He looked away and I immediately got the impression that I had somehow embarrassed him by not answering.
"Sure is a lousy day", I spoke out. I knew it was a poor excuse for conversation but I was desperate. It seemed to work as he picked up the line and we spoke briefly about the weather.
"You work out?", was his next question. I was surprised momentarily until he pointed to my gym bag. I was planning not to return to work after lunch and go straight to the gym.
"Yes, I belong to the Y".
"I've been looking for a place to work out. You see, I just moved here last week and I don't know which place is best to join. Do you like the Y?". Our conversation intensified as we talked about the gym and where he used to live. Part way through the conversation he moved to sit beside me so we wouldn't have to hear our voices echo around the large room.
"My name's Jim Denning", he said extending his hand. I gave him my name and we shook. I held onto his hand for a few moments and locked eyes with him. He didn't seem to pull his hand away so we sat for a few seconds without moving.
"Mr. Denning, he'll see you now", the receptionist broke the stare. I stood with him as he arranged his belongings.
"It was nice to meet you Jim. Here, why don't I give you my card. Give me a call if you want a tour of the Y. I'll be going everyday this week". Jim took the card and we said our goodbyes.
The rest of the day dragged by. The friend I had lunch with is straight so I couldn't tell him about meeting Jim. My work-out went by slowly as I wondered if Jim would call me at all. I wasn't even distracted by the men working out around me. I went out for a quick bite to eat and then home. By this time I was so horny thinking about Jim all day that I threw on a porno and took my time jerking off as I transposed the actors on the screen into Jim and I.
I had meetings most of the morning the following day, so I didn't get to my office until after lunch. On my desk was a note to phone Mr. J. Denning. I went to a private phone and gave him a call.
"Hi Jim. I just got your message. What's up".
"I was wondering if I could join you at the Y after work", his rich voice came across the receiver. "I brought my stuff just in case you were planning to go".
"Sure am going. Why don't I meet you there around 5:30 out front". I gave him directions and hung up. I glanced down at my dick as it strained half hard in my pants. "Don't get too excited", I told my cock, "I don't want you popping up in the middle of the tour."
I overloaded myself at work so the afternoon would pass quickly. At 5:30 I met Jim. I took him into the locker room and gave him a lock to use.
"Sure are a lot of guys here", was his first comment, "They're all in pretty good shape too". I thought that it was interesting for him to check out the guys first, but didn't want to jump to any conclusions. I undressed slowly while I watched him get out of his clothes. He unbuttoned his shirt to reveal a nice matting of hair on his chest which narrowed to a V into his pants. His chest was well defined, especially considering it was covered in hair. He undid his belt and pulled his pants and underwear off at the same time. I was treated to the sight of a nice piece of meat dangling over some low slung balls. He was cut and must have had 4 inches hanging down. Hair covered his balls and his legs. He turned around to get his shorts and I was treated to a muscular butt, lightly dusted with fine hairs.
I slipped off the rest of my clothes and started unpacking my bag.
"You look as if you spend a lot of time working out", Jim said. He was still naked as he glanced over my body.
"Not nearly as much as yourself", I returned the compliment. "No matter how hard I try I can't seem to get any more definition".
"Well, maybe I can help you out. I think I can show you a few tricks", he said with a wink. I hoped I caught the innuendo but thought I might be just imagining things. At this point I was almost positive he was gay but I didn't want to risk it. I didn't want him throwing on his clothes and walking out on me! At least not until I got a better look at his dick.
We had a good time working out together. Our sense of humour complimented each other and we spent an hour and a half in the training room. I noticed Jim looking at some of the other guys, but I've known enough guys into working out that aren't gay but just compare themselves with other men in the room. Since he was showing me a different work out routine there was a great deal of touching between us. I had to be careful about looking directly into his eyes for each time I did my cock twitched in my shorts. That beard and those dark eyes just turned me on so much. As well, a fair bit of hair cropped out of top of his shirt. And of course that's not to mention his hairy legs and bulging crotch.
Finally we headed downstairs and into the shower room. We were definitely enjoying each others company. We talked and laughed as we showered, which was greeting with some strange looks from other guys. It was getting a little late in the evening and most of the people had began heading home. I suggested that we relax in the sauna for a while and then maybe go for a bite to eat.
"Thanks for showing me around", Jim said once we settled in the room, "I think we're going to be great friends from now on". I smiled at him and said that I hoped so. There were a couple of other guys in the room so we didn't say too much. Eventually they left and we were alone.
"How long have you had your beard", Jim asked.
"Ever since college", I replied. "A friend of mine had one and I always liked to look of his, so I decided to grow one. How about yourself?".
"I grew mine just after high school. It seemed that whenever I shaved I had a 5-o'clock shadow within half an hour anyway, so I just let it grow".
An uncomfortable silence fell over us. Jim glanced over at the other guys in the sauna and then back to me. We grinned at each other as I tried desperately to think of something to say. After a few minutes the other guys left us alone.
"You certainly are hairy", I said trying to pick up our conversation. My eyes travelled across his body slowly as I admired his fur. I felt my dick grow and decided that it was time to let him know how I really felt.
"You have quite a bit of hair yourself", he whispered. "I have a feeling that your college buddy did too. Did you ever get a chance to see him naked?".
I leaned back and let my cock slowly rise in front of me. Jim was watching it as I pulled on my balls.
"I did more than that. He was really hot! I still get together with him when he's in town". I watched as Jim moved his towel from his knees to allow me a better look at his rod. It too was hardening as it lay across his thigh. I glanced up at Jim's face and smiled.
"I think we better get out of here and over to my place before someone comes in", Jim said as he leaned over and grabbed hold of my shaft. "I'd like to have a look at this thing in a more private place". With that he leaned over and sucked the head into his mouth and tongued it for a few seconds before jumping up and wrapping his towel around him. His cockhead was visible as it pushed out against the fabric. Jim looked down and smiled before covering himself with his hands and headed out the door.
Fortunately we had chosen lockers in the corner of the change room, as our cocks were sticking out half hard as we put on our clothes. I groped Jim's shaft as it stretched the fabric tight across his thigh.
"It's a good thing I live close by", he was saying. "I'm afraid I'm going to pop my zipper".
We hailed a cab out front and rode to his condo building. During the trip I placed my hand on his knee. He reached over as well but dropped his hand into my crotch and rubbed against my dick. I reciprocated as we rode in silence.
Jim's condo was enormous and was very well furnished, but I hardly noticed it as Jim took me into his arms. Our tongues touched as we slid into each others mouths. Jim was undoing my shirt as I slid his zipper down and released his dick. I was about to take it into my mouth when he took my hand and led me down the hallway. In the washroom there was a large jacuzzi which Jim promptly began filling. I had my shirt off by the time he had set the controls and was working on undoing my belt.
"Let me help you with that", Jim said as he walked over to me. His cock was still hanging out of his zipper. I played with it as he slipped my pants off. My dick popped up as he removed my underwear but it didn't have a chance to get cold as he had his lips around it instantly. As he sucked we worked together to get his clothes off, then I pushed him to the floor and got into a sixty-nine position with me on top. His dick was solid as I slid down its length, nuzzling my nose in his balls. The head was quite large and I could feel it at the back of my throat. I slowly moved up and down, slicking it up with my saliva. My hips as he worked on my rod, while I relished in the feeling of his hairy chest on my stomach. We sucked for a few minutes until the jacuzzi was ready and then we slid down into it and wrapped up in each others arms.
"Mmmmm...nothing I like more than a hot man in a hot tub", Jim joked as we played with each other dicks. I leaned over and took his nipple between my teeth and bit down softly on it. He arched his back and moaned aloud as I ran my tongue across it. My other hand was busy probing behind his balls and finding his hole. The water had him relaxed and my finger slid in with no difficulty. He rode up and down on my hand as I inserted another finger. Jim slid up to sit on the edge of the jacuzzi giving me access to his dick. I slid the entire piece of meat into my mouth, gagging for a few seconds until I got use to the length. A tube of KY was produced which was used to lube up his hole. I stood up so my hard rod was even with him and slowly pushed forward. He grimaced a couple of times so I pulled out until he got use to my thickness. Soon he was completed impaled on my shaft and I picked up my speed and rammed into him. The water splashed around us and the steam rose, creating an almost surreal feeling. I crouched over to take the tip of his dick into my mouth while keeping my own cock buried inside. I neared orgasm a couple of times but stopped myself and either sucked on his huge hard-on or sent my tongue into his mouth. Jim suddenly began pushing himself down onto my shaft and back up again while almost screaming aloud in his enjoyment. My cock began to spasm as I neared cumming. He seemed able to sense it and stopped to clench his muscles. Finally I could stand it no longer and smashed into him. I cried out as I felt my balls tighten and I shot my load deep into him. I threw my head back as rush after rush drove through my body and out the head of my dick. My balls began to hurt as I continued unloading. Jim yelled out encouragment until I finally pulled out of him. I barely had time to take his dick into my mouth before he shot his first load filling my mouth up with his manhood. I quickly swallowed as another load followed. He was shooting so much a lot of it dribbled out and down my chin and yet he still shot more. His body went limp as I drained the last bit of cum from his balls. Jim slid down the side of the tub and into my arms. Looking into my eyes he said, "We better rest up because in a half hour it'll be you on the side of the tub!". I signed and snuggled up with as the water bubbled around us.
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