I'm you average 49 year old mid west married guy and this is my first submitted story, I would appreciate any comments or thoughts that you have to offer.
I belong to a health club in town here like so many of the other businessmen. This club seems to cater to a more upscale clientele, lawyers, doctors, business executives and the like. It's a good place to go for lunch for a multitude of reasons, not the least of which is avoiding eating! Most of the men seem to know each other and belong to that good old boy network. The members seem to stay in 2 groups, the older over 45 and the younger guys. I usually hang with the older guys and enjoy the company during lunchtime workout.
Most of us lift weights and run during the lunch hour followed by a steam, shower and back to work. I've made many friends and find most of these in shape older men very handsome, distinguished if you will. I guess that I have always found middle-aged men handsome, even sexy. You know the type, funny and in good shape, intelligent. Well for some unknown reason they have always appealed to me.
A local banker and I have become good friends, his name is John and he is about 10 years older than me, married and in great shape. Our workout is usually a 30-minute run followed up with weight lifting. We're buddies which is important on those days when you need that extra push to find the desire to workout, a buddy pushing you really helps.
Both of us are in good shape, John is a little more muscular than myself, but I have that runners build. John is married and in his early 50's with light brown hair. He is 6 foot tall and weighs in at about 200 lbs, but not much fat. Don't get me wrong; he isn't an overly muscular guy, just in great shape with tight abs. He has those chiseled facial features and a smile like Redford in the Butch Cassidy movie. On the other hand I'm 5'11, 170 and tight, but not Mr. Muscles.
About a month ago we did the usual workout and after a very relaxing steam we hit the showers. We talked in the shower and he asked if I wanted to taste a new wine after work (we both are wine buffs) that his wife was out of town so he was free. I turned in the shower to answer him at the same time that he turned to wash off his back. We were now facing each other as he was shampooing his hair. His face was covered with shampoo as he held his eyes closed tightly to avoid the sting of the shampoo. Maybe for the first time ever I noticed that he was rather largely hung and felt myself staring at his member and the large balls under it. When I looked back up the shampoo was out of his face and he was looking at me while I was focused on his member.
Well here I was caught dead to rights and didn't try to talk because I only would have sounded silly. He just turned, rinsed, and as he went to the towel room he asked I wanted that wine after work. I told him that Merlot would be great and asked where he wanted to meet.
As I came out of the shower and grabbed a towel he looked at me and said that his place would be best and that he had a great wine to try. While he was drying off he looked at me and asked if his house would be okay, while he looked at me he kept drying the area around his crotch.
I just looked and said that his house would be fine. I told him that Mary (my wife) was also out of town and I'd appreciate the company. We set a time and he walked away towards his locker. I couldn't fight off the desire to see his ass and knew I should not look but I did. At that precise moment he looked back over his shoulder and caught my glare, he just smiled.
I arrived at his house as planned after work, it was a long day and I was looking forward to some guy chat and a glass of Merlot. He came to the door after I rang the doorbell and let me in; he was in a bathrobe.
"Don't mind me he said, I just came out of the shower and didn't have a chance to change but will do so in a minute."
"I'm glad you got here so soon he said, come with me while I open this bottle... it's a good year." As I walked behind him I started to feel warm, and why did I keep eyeballing his rump through that sheer robe? He poured us wine and toasted good friends with the best to come!
We went to his family room and chatted about the usual, I sat on the couch and he stood. He had one leg perched up on the chair by the couch and it offered me the smallest of views to his manhood. This time when I got caught peeking I knew that I was in trouble. He smiled and said I don't want to hurt or friendship but noticed twice today that you have been staring at his cock."
As he said this he untied the belt to the robe and let it drop open, "do you see anything you like he asked"? I looked right at his cock, swallowed, and then looked him in the eyes and said yes. His cock was bobbing up and down jutting out from his flat stomach. His cock had a great shape to it with a large head, his balls hung low and just swayed to the rhythm of his bobbing cock.
I knelt down in front of him, licking my lips. John reached out for my hand and placed it on his cock and started me stroking him. "That feels nice he said I hope it's what you wanted." I looked at my hand holding this wonderful cock and knew that this was exactly what I wanted. It had very soft skin and he was much thicker than I am.
"I've known you for a while now but didn't realize until today that you wanted me; I hope I'm not wrong."
"I'm here and we are alone, do you want to suck me cock"?
I just shook my head yes and he said great as he put his hand behind my head and pulled me closer to his wonderful cock. His shaft was smooth and very thick; the cock head was dark red and fat with a slit that was dying to be licked! The head seemed to be looking at me and the slit was just starting to emit fluids. I looked up into his eyes as I stroked his thick shaft to see him smiling and nodding that it was okay.