From: Slmfool@aol.com (Slmfool)
Subject: Story: TANMAN (M/M)
Date: Sun, 04 Jan 1998 07:10:34 GMT
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This story is written in the first person and some did happen to me, but it is
not a "true" story. Comments would be appreciated -- especially if there would
be any interest in more stories of a similar theme. If you are under 18 years
old, you should not be in this news group or reading this story! If stories
about sexual encounters and acts between consenting members of the same gender
are offensive to you -- do not read this story. If your community standards
would find this offensive, stay away from this story!
TANMAN
My name is Drew (Andrew, actually) and I work out at a Health Club
almost every day. Actually, it is not really a "work out" -- I swim laps --
about 3/4 mile. I love being almost naked and feeling the water caressing me.
(I once belonged to a club where men could swim naked and I would often have a
7" "centerboard" keeping me in line!) It also keeps me in quite good shape --
5'10", 160 pounds, a 41" chest (hairy, with nicely defined pecks and
responsive nipples), a 32" waist with a nice tight butt and strong legs that
drive me through the water -- or into other things! I look good in a speedo
-- even at forty five years old. I am attracted to other men and love looking
them over -- it is one of the best reasons to stay in shape -- especially
when they look back at me and get turned on!
The other day after my usual swim, I stripped and steamed and did the
sauna thing as usual, then went to the shower room. The possibility that there
might be someone to check out is usually sufficient to enlarge my instrument a
bit and I was particularly horny that day. A well tanned, good looking guy
walked past, carrying his towel so his organ was not covered. He looked into
my stall, our eyes met, and his moved quickly to my crotch. Naturally, I
returned the favor. He turned and went to a shower directly across from me,
hung up his towel and turned back toward me showing his equipment beginning to
rise. His dick is quite nice.
We dress in different areas, but leave at about the same time. We go
to our cars - his is a red Accura with a great license - 1 TANMAN. I start to
follow him out, but I chicken out. I am not sure what is up - other than what
is pressing hard between my legs. As much as I hate it, discretion is my
middle name.
For the next few weeks, when I would come to swim, I would look for his
car in the lot. I found it often and it was always a rush. I hoped that we
would meet in the shower or the lockers and that I would have the courage to
say something, but for some reason, I did not see him
It has been several weeks. I pull into the spa and 1 TANMAN is there
and I park across from him. I swim and do the steam room. As I sit cooling
down, I see him go into the locker room. The rush is something and my dick
responds. What is it about him? (Could be his slender body with a nice "six
pack" and well-defined muscles and the lovely bikini tan-line that shows off
his ample equipment so well). I head for the showers and take a vacant stall
with an empty one directly opposite. I strip and a minute or two later he
arrives, sees me, pauses and takes the stall that looks into mine. In seconds,
my dick is larger than usual. He turns on the water with his back to me, then
turns toward me with a stiffening cock.
I try to maintain control, but mine becomes hard. I thrust it in his
direction and he does the same. I grab my towel, dry off and push my hard up
against my stomach and head for the locker room. I am nearly dressed before
he comes out of the showers. When he ditches his towel, his dick is limp, but
looks just wonderful.
As I go to leave, he stops me and says, "Wait for me at the desk, we
have to talk!" I wait. He comes out of the locker room, smiles and motions
toward the door. I follow him to our cars. He asks, "Will you follow me
home?"
"Sure," I respond.
"I'm Kelvin," he adds as he opens his car door.
"I'm Drew," I say and we get in our cars. My hands are shaking!
We arrive at his place, he pulls into his garage, I park in the driveway and
join him in the garage. He pushes the button and the door goes down, and we are
alone.
"Come on upstairs, it will be alright." he invites guiding me toward
the steps.
We come up into the kitchen. He asks if I would like a drink -
"Bourbon and water, please." I respond.
"Why don't you go in the living room and put on some music and I will
bring in the drinks. There are a bunch of discs on the shelf by the CD player"
He suggests.
I go to the living room and begin looking over the stack of compact
discs and fill the changer. I hope for a long playtime.
Kelvin dims the lights on his way in with the drinks. He hands me
mine. He has removed his shoes and socks, pulled out his shirt and unbuttoned
it so it hangs open revealing his very pretty, naked torso. I feel a surge at
my crotch and he sits down beside me on the couch. "Well, here we are," he
begins. "To a glorious afternoon and evening," he toasts and we clink our
glasses together as the soothing music rolls in the background.
I respond with a nervous, "Here, here!" knocking back most of the
bourbon as I kick off my shoes and slide off the socks. Kelvin leans over and
gives me a gentle kiss, then another, then slides his tongue in my mouth. I
lie back and he presses against me. My dick is hard and I feel his stiff tool
against me. I start to unbutton my shirt, but Kelvin pushes my hand away.
"That's my job," he says with a smile and continues. When he reaches
the trousers, rather than pull the shirt out, he unbuckles my belt, unhooks the
trousers and slides the zipper down. After releasing the last two buttons, he
fondles my cock under the briefs. "Hot, hard and ready." he observes with a
smile.
"More ready than I dreamed I would be," I respond while beginning to
fondle his naked torso. I unhook his belt, open his trousers, pull down his
zipper and slide my hand under his briefs and play with his stiff rod.
"Let's get these clothes out of the way," He says as he stands, sliding
his briefs and pants down and stepping out of them in one motion. His erection
is 7-8 inches long, stiff and hard and almost per pendicular to his flat,
strong abdomen. He holds his rod, and pulls on it a couple of times.
I stand and press hard against him and we kiss passionately. His hands
come up under my shirt and I let him slip it off. As our warm, naked bodies
press together, his hand moves down to my open trousers and around my hard
cock. He slides my briefs and trousers down together and I step out of them.
We hug tight and kiss, our tongues deep in each other's mouth. We press
against each other and hump.
"Oh, wow!" Kelvin moans, moving away a bit and stroking my organ.
"No kidding!" I respond as I reach down and begin touching, stroking
and encouraging his long, warm tool.
He moves his hands from my cock to my butt, which he gently squeezes
and directs me toward the couch and we collapse into the soft cushions. We
hump against each other as we hug and kiss. He moves down and begins kissing
my balls, moves up and brings his mouth around the head of my stiff dick "It
feels so good!" I moan. "He moves so his rod is at my mouth, and we begin to
suck. His fiery hot rod seems ready to go right down my throat and he seems
ready to swallow mine when we both convulse violently and shoot our loads
gulping down each other's cum.
We lay together, gently caressing the still rigid rods in our mouths
with our tongues. After several minutes, Kelvin pulls away from my dick and
slides his rod out of my mouth, and we sit up. Though the driving lust that
had brought us together has subsided some, we both still have erections.
"I have plenty left, and it looks as if you do too," he said
acknowledging my stiff cock. He finishes his drink, picks up my empty glass
and heads for the kitchen to make another. His rod is only slightly diminished
and protrudes nicely, swinging from side to side as he walks into the kitchen.
"I can't wait to see what we will do next." (More to cum!)
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