In my mid forties I started an exercise routine and joined the Y. I had to go early in the morning so that I could get dressed and drive to work. I won't say that I lost any weight but I did make a friend. He is a patent lawyer who works in the patent department of a large law firm in town. He is proud of his manhood and seeing as we were the only two in the dressing room that morning he paraded around letting it all hang out. I sat on the bench and he caught me watching him and he came over and asked me to show him what I had.

He took my less impressive cock in his hand and told me to hold his and tell him which one I liked. I had permission to touch it whenever I liked, and if I got the urge to suck it to go right ahead. He didn't let go of my cock, he worked his hand and got an erection going and challenged me to tell him that I liked it. With a full erection he leaned over and took a long hard suck on my cock and he told me he wanted more of that.

I could not put away the feeling of his warm cock in my hand or of his hand and mouth on my cock. I tried to black out his face, just concentrate on his cock. Several days went by and we barely talked and we found ourselves alone again in the dressing room and he grabbed me from behind and thrust his hips against my ass and asked me if I would like it, he was ready just let him know when.

He kept up the pressure and we ended up at coffee at Starbucks and he suggested me meet up and get to know each other, that he was horny as hell and he wanted to fuck me and he went through a fairly long explanation of what he was going to do, step by step. I spent all day with that image in my mind, the image of his cock in my mind, remembering him sucking my cock in the dressing room. I had lost the moral strength to say no. The next time he came up to me and grabbed my cock I let him and he had me sit on the bench and suck his cock. I felt bad in one way but in another I felt confused, but I could not put the feeling of his cock in my mouth out of my mind.

We met on Sunday morning at six. We worked out, we went through our entire morning routine. The place had lots of men and we dressed and walked out. We went to this breakfast place and had coffee and a Danish. He asked me if I was ready and we went to his place, a condo overlooking the lake and the park. He sat on his couch and called me over and undid my pants and sucked my cock and gave me an erection. He stood and took off his pants and gave me his cock and told me to give him an erection and show him how I sucked cock. We were soon both totally naked in his living room with the window shades open to the morning sun with his hard cock in my hand.

At that point I was not thinking of what was going to happen later, I was fully concentrated on holding his cock and sucking it, my full attention was on it. We went to the bedroom and laid down side by side and we jerked each other, I wanted to bend down and suck his cock some more but he held me back, he wanted to fuck so he got up and got some lube out of his dresser and asked me if I wanted to go first time missionary or let him ride my back. Why I chose missionary I don't know but I did, so he lifted my legs and lubed me up, pressing his fingers in as far as they would go giving me a short prostate massage and then getting on his knees and lowering himself and inserting his cock in up to the wall.

His cock in me felt out of this world, it wasn't only the physical feeling, it was a form of relief, he stroked in and out several times to get his rhythm and leaned over and held my face and kissed me and went to work fucking me. He told me not to get impatient, he relubbed me several times, he told me he had creams that kept him hard for a good long time and he wanted me to turn over and he wanted to ride my back. He came in my ass that way, fucking me like a bitch in heat, my useless cock swinging as he fucked me and came.

It was more than just my first time, it was an out of body experience, I could see myself getting fucked, I could see his long hard cock fucking my ass. I know it was all in my mind but it felt real at the time. I spent the rest of the day in quiet meditation. I took my wife to the mall and followed her around, I didn't complain and agreed to go with her to the ladies department while she looked for bras and panties. I looked around and saw them in a whole new light. I see my friend for my early morning workout, we sometimes go for coffee if we have some time, we don't do anything at the Y, he lives about 20 minutes from me and on Sunday mornings when my wife is at church we get together and man up.