Date: Sat, 12 Apr 2014 12:45:37 -0400
From: Rod888man <rod888man@yahoo.com>
Subject: Jim's Gym

				 JIM'S GYM

  Nick walked to the desk and signed in. He wasn't walking right and Jim
left his client on his own on the overhead press machine to ask Nick why he
was walking like a ninety year old. "Because I'm stupid. I haven't been
running much lately and I got talked into running in a charity 10 K
yesterday. I'm stiff as a board and it hasn't gotten any better since this
morning.

  "OK, you know where the hot tub is, so climb in. I'll be done with my
last client in about fifteen minutes and then we'll see if we can loosen
you up." Said Jim.

 Nick was new to the gym. Two weeks ago on the mandatory initial sign up
sheet, among other things, he had written his age, 28, medications, and
serious illnesses none except for a remote appendectomy, and marital status
single. He didn't put down his gender preference but he made Jim's gaydar
light up and honk like a horny goose. Jim sent his client home, and locked
the door. He helped Nick out of the hot tub and helped him towel off and to
climb onto a massage table. His leg muscles were all tight, but
particularly the adductors where they attached in the groin. As Jim
examined that area, Nick's penis began to lengthen, get thicker, the glans
to swell, and then the whole organ hardened and rose to point at the
ceiling. Jim said, "It looks like your third leg is even stiffer than the
other two."

  Nick looked him straight in the eye, his hand slowly moved from the table
to brush against the bulge in Jim's pants, he smiled and said, "Looks like
we both have a stiffness problem."

  Jim: "On the contrary. When two guys in the same room have stiffies, I
consider that not a problem, but rather an opportunity."

  They were both smiling now and Nick said, "How about you taking off those
pants so I can see what kind of an opportunity that might be." That was an
offer Jim couldn't refuse. His cock was about the same eight inch length as
Nick's but pointing vertically. "Wow. Those 'nads are awesome. I'll bet you
shoot a bigger load than I can." Nick said.

  "It isn't the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in
the dog. You can probably produce as big a load. It's like me saying
because the head of your cock is bigger than mine it will squirt further."
Said Jim. "But I think we ought to see. What about it?"

    "The way I'm leaking is answer enough." said Nick. "I'll let you know
when I'm about to shoot." Jim bent to the task and pried Nick's dong off
his belly. First he licked the rivulet of precum sliding down Nick's stony
hard boner. Jim cupped Nick's balls in his hand, gently rolled them around
and began to suck that big red glans. Then he slowly worked his way down
the shaft using his tongue to swab the underside of Nick's cock. When he
got as much of Nick as his mouth could handle his tongue began to circle
the whole shaft. Around and around, up and down he went. As he sucked he
had a thought flash through his head: what a pity straight guys never
experience the joy of sucking a cock. Too soon Nick started to whine: "I
don't want to cum, but I'm getting close." Jim slowed down, relaxed his
lips but kept sucking. Then Nick's toes curled, lis legs stretched out
perfectly straight and he said, "Oh yeah, I'm gonna shoot!" Jim replaced
his mouth with his hand and gently stroked him. Nick: "o, o, o, o, O, O,
OH!" His first squirt arced up and hit his neck, and the second splashed on
his face. Jim counted seven more flying spurts before Nick's cock stopped
spitting. "Whew! You do know how to pleasure a penis! My turn to taste
you."

            Jim replaced Nick on the table, his woodie with it's oversized
head pointing straight at the overhead light. Nick milked his cock to taste
his precum, and pronounced it delicious. Jim said, "Hey, are you going to
chitchat all afternoon or are you going to return my favor?"

            Nick: "Roll over on your side and face me. I'm gonna get a
chair 'cause I'm too damn stiff to bend over." He got the chair and took
Jim's eight inches all the way into his throat and then swallowed a few
times. Then he pulled back so the tip of his tongue could dance on the head
of Jim's tool. Jim's precum was really flowing now so Nick occasionally
lifted off to savor that yummy juice. His tongue was getting tired so with
about four inches of cock in his mouth he began rolling his head around in
different directions. He spied the baby oil next to the massage table,
coated his index finger, slipped it up Jim's ass and began fingerfucking
him. The combination of Nick's finger and his mouth on top of the
excitement of sucking Nick's cock kicked him up to that most wonderful of
any man's joys, the feeling of ejaculatory inevitability.

             Jim: "Here I cum, ready or not!"