I watched the wife leave in an Uber. My 25 year marriage to my high school sweetheart was over. I was now a middle aged single man. Sad the marriage was over and yet relieved. We’d been more like roommates for the past several years than husband and wife. And it had been a couple of years since I had had sex.
At 43, I was newly single with zero clue on single life, we had married right out of high school. I decided to start hitting the gym at work, mainly for strength training. It was a medium sized gym for the employees in the building, and never full. One Friday night after work, I was doing some leg training when Jason, the boss, walked in and started working out across from me. At one point, I looked over in his direction and noticed his legs spread apart and could see the head of an uncut cock peeking out from inside. I couldn't help but stare and glance in his direction, for some odd reason seeing his cock fascinated me. I went back to my workout, finished up and headed to my condo a few blocks away to clean up and figure out dinner. The evening passed and I headed to bed.
Laying in bed, watching some porn, I started to jerk off. I was stroking my cock hard and fast, getting closer to cumming when I imagined my boss's face hovering over my cock, licking his lips. I blasted, the first rope of cum splattering my lips, me running my tongue out, lapping the streak up. My cum tasted nutty and slightly bitter-sweet. It wasn't bad, I fired off four more blasts of cum, coating my chest and pubic area. I quickly dozed off after my orgasm, my cum drying on my chest and crotch.
I got up early Saturday morning. I made a pot of coffee, toasted a bagel and flashed back to seeing Jason's cock yesterday. I felt a familiar tingle in my cock as I recalled seeing his thick, uncut cock hanging out of his shorts as he worked out.
“What the fuck? Why am I thinking about Jason's cock?”, I thought to myself. Finished with coffee and my bagel, I threw on some workout clothes and headed for the gym at the office. Maybe I just needed to work off some extra tension. When I walked in, I could hear the familiar hum of one of the machines. I stowed my water bottle and keys in a cubby and walked around the corner to see Jason running on one of the treadmills. I silently groaned as he was the reason I was so pent up, I made my way over to the other treadmill and, after stretching out, started my run. Jason looked over, smiled and nodded as he continued to run. There was that tingle in my cock again. I shook it off, “You're not gay”, I said to myself. I ran on the treadmill for a couple of miles and started the cool down cycle. Jason was doing the same and we both stepped off the treadmills at the same time.
“Great workout! I love a good workout”, Jason said, stretching his arms over his head, his t-shirt riding up, exposing a hint of his hairy, toned abs. My cock twitched at the sight of an impressive bulge in his shorts.
“Yeah, me too!”, I replied awkwardly. “Stop staring at his crotch! You're not gay!”, I kept silently scolding myself. We both headed for the locker room at the same time. I decided to hit the steam room and stripped down, quickly wrapping my towel around my waist. I entered the steam room, threw some water on the stones and sat down, closing my eyes to enjoy the silence and the warmth. Jason followed a few minutes later, sitting next to me.
“Mind if I join you?”, he asked. I shook my head no as he made himself comfortable next to me. I opened my eyes and glanced over. Jason's head was resting against the back of the sauna, his eyes closed. My eyes roamed over his firm biceps, hard nipples sticking out from silver tufts of his graying chest hair. His abs were firm, it was obvious he was in great shape. I followed the fur on his belly down to the top of his towel.
“Like what you see?”, Jason asked me, startling me.
“I, I, um, you're, um, well built”, I stammered. “And well hung”, Jason replied, undoing his towel and revealing a hard, uncut cock, a drop of pre-cum forming at the tip where his foreskin separated to reveal his piss slit.
Jason reached over, undoing my towel and revealing my cock, which had hardened and my own pre-cum starting to form. “Fuck! Why am I hard? I’m not gay!”, I said, staring at Jason’s hard, thick cock. Jason leaned over my lap and started sucking my cock, licking the head, running his tongue up and down the underside. I moaned and bucked my hips, fucking his mouth. His hand found my balls and he started massaging them while he bobbed his head up and down on my cock. My orgasm was rapidly approaching, which Jason sensed and began working my cock and balls harder and faster.
“I, oh fuck, cum!”, I managed to say right before I started shooting my load in Jason's mouth. I bucked and writhed as I experienced one of the most powerful orgasms in my life. As I came down from my orgasm, Jason kept nursing my spent cock, making sure he got all of the cum that continued to ooze out of my cock. He released me and sat up, wiping his mouth. I looked down at his softening cock, cum was splattered all over his stomach and cock. Without thinking, I leaned over and started licking the cum off of his hairy stomach. He tasted different from me. Nuttier and sweet. I worked my way down to his cock and took my first cock in my mouth and cleaned him off with my tongue. I sat up and looked at Jason.
“What the fuck did I just do? I, I, licked the cum off your cock! I’m not gay, I've never done anything like this before.”, I said, quickly finding my towel and running out of the sauna. I quickly dressed and practically ran back to my condo, slamming the door shut behind me. I stripped, hopped in the shower and began cleaning myself up. Thoughts of Jason sucking my cock and me licking off his cum kept flooding back as I washed. Once clean, I turned the water off, stepped out and dried off.
As soon as I was dressed my phone rang, it was Jason. “Hello?”, I answered. “Open the door Ethan, we need to talk”, Jason replied and hung up. I opened the door, saw Jason standing there, pulled him in, shutting the door behind him and began kissing him.
