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Mike
I don't usually do something like this. I had been chatting with this man on SilverDaddies for a few weeks, just to chat. I enjoyed chatting with him and he seemed to like me as well. But since we didn't live in the same community but rather a couple hours apart, I never considered ever actually getting to meet him.
Then an opportunity came up that I was going to be in his town for a medical appointment, we decided to meet.
Because I don't usually meet with the guys I chat to online, when I knocked on the door to his house, I was a bit nervous. I wasn't absolutely sure what I was getting myself into. As I say I met this fellow on SilverDaddies. He told me he had a complete home gym and that he would love to give me some weight training.
I'm really into the gym scene, I love the sweat and muscles. The hot bodies straining under the weights.
The massages, though supposedly meaning nothing, just helping a guy out massaging his `sore' shoulder or back ... or legs, are always filled with this sexual electricity
So here I was standing at his door, my cock half erect in anticipation, my stomach muscles rippling with nerves. He opened the door to me letting me in. He was dressed in a form fitting sleeveless T-shirt and a pair of workout pants. They were loose but not loose enough that I couldn't make out that something nice, very nice was down there. He was as his profile had promised. Older but good looking and fit. He obviously worked out and took care of himself.
He didn't say too much at first other than the normal introductions. He led me downstairs to his `gym'. As it turned out it was quite well appointed. There was some very nice equipment. Besides various weight machines, treadmill and exercise bike, he also had free weights and workout bench. There was even a massage table. At the far end of the room it looked like there might be a shower.
After he gave me the tour of the facilities, he told me that he needed to check me out so he could work out a program for me. He stepped up to me and sort of felt me all over.
"I just want to check out your body, the musculature first" he said.
There was nothing just clinical about his checking out let me tell you by the time he was done I had a raging hard on... some thing that he knew because in his checking out he came in contact with it through me jeans several times.
Then pulling out a measuring tape he told me to strip. I had brought shorts and an extra t-shirt with me in my packsack. However, as I went to get them he said to just strip for now. Moments later I stood there in my boxer briefs, my rock hard cock clearly outlined under the material. I noticed that he too had stripped and was totally naked.
"No, no all of your clothes." he said.
I looked at him. He just smiled. "I need to measure you. I need to see all of you to do it.... That's the way I do it."
Seconds later my briefs were o the floor at my feet. I was achingly hard, a little embarrassed but it was a very pleasant embarrassment if that makes sense.
He started with my neck, then my shoulders, chest, waist... all the while he made sure that was lots of contact with my body. He stood very close, almost whispering in my ear as he spoke out the measurements. It was very erotic.
His fingers caressed my nipples making me groan slightly. He smiled, "yes they can be very sensitive, can't they?" he said just above a whisper.
After my waist he got on his knees in front of me. My cock was almost right at his mouth. He measured my hips, his hand holding the tape at the root of my now oozing cock. He looked up at me, smiled that enigmatic smile of his and before I could say anything he engulfed the head of my cock, his tongue flicking the tip, cleaning it of any precum and slightly sucking on it.
I groaned out loud.. "Ohhnnn fuck!" as my knees buckled against him. I put my hands on his shoulders to brace myself.
He let me go and looking up at me he said "I hate to waste any of that."
He then took hold of me cock and measured it too, both length and girth. "Nice" he said "Very nice"
He then continued on as though nothing had happened and measured my thighs and calves.
By the time he was done I was so horny that I figured if he touched one more time I would just cum right there and then.
He told me to put on my "gym stuff" and walk on the treadmill for 5 minutes as a good pace while he looked over the measurements and set up a exercise regime for me. The normal default setting on the machine is 30, which is a comfortable walk. He had me set the machine at 45 which was not nearly as comfortable. By the time he came back to me I was producing some good sweat.
"Good." he said softly looking me over as I walked. He stopped me and we started what was to be a full hour of stretching and cardio and weights. He was a very hands-on person. As he had me do each stage of the program, each exercise stance, he would have his hands on me adjusting how I was standing sitting laying, whatever. For example as I was in the plank position, his hands were feeling my belly and abs and a bit lower than my abs to see if they were tight enough ... or something.
I was so totally aroused. I knew that my cock was pumping out more precum than I thought was possible.
About a half hour in my T-shirt was totally soaked with sweat and I took it off. He walked over to a desk he had in the corner where he had worked out the routine we were on and opened up a desk drawer taking something out. He came back holding a athletic supporter. "Here." he said smiling at me. "Drop the shorts and briefs, I know they are just as wet as the shirt. Put this on, it'll give you more freedom."
I was no longer embarrassed to be naked in front of him so I did what he told me. The thing was the cup was not huge and I was very hard. It took some doing to stuff it all in there. As it turned out as we continued my cock ended up kind of hanging out of it.
I laughed at one point kind of embarrassed as I once again tried to return it. "He wants to see what's going on too."
He laughed softly. Yeah he seems to." he said.
We worked for another fifteen minutes. His hands were now sliding over my sweat coated body, there was not a square centimeter that he didn't manage to find reason to touch. It was so erotic, I was so horny. I had never had such an experience with a man in all my life.
When he finally said enough we sat for a couple minutes as he told me what this regime, routine would do for me if I kept it up. Then he directed me to the massage table.
"Take the jock off, I don't want oil on it and for the massage I need full access to all of you." He smiled again. I stripped and lay face down on the table.
"I been heating some oils for this. I hope they are not too hot, but I find that hot oils are so very soothing and so much more aromatic. Just relax and let me do the work."
I lay there as he started. I felt the hot oil being poured or rather dribbled on my back. It was hot but as he started rubbing it in the heat was quite welcoming. He started with my neck and then my shoulders. He soon had me humming with pleasure. My entire body from head to toes was tingling with the sexual electricity that pervaded it.
As he moved down below the small of my back, he poured some oil into the crack. I felt it seeping down to sphincter. It felt so good the heat of the oil and as he massaged my glutes, the oil in the crack was being smoothed in. He poured some more in. I felt his hands slide between the cheeks massaging my hole. Over the next couple minutes he slipped first one then two and three fingers deep into my opening. Each time he anointed me with more hot oil. If there was pain I didn't feel it. He had me get off the table and lean over it, his fingers still deep in my ass. He pulled them out and entered me. I tried to tell him I wanted him to wear protection but in my feverish sexual stupor the words wouldn't come out. All that I managed as I felt him enter me was "Ohhnnnnnn fuck ohhhnnnn fuck"
He fucked me slow and gentle and long holding me close as his body, undulated over me driving his amazing cock in and out of me. I heard him grunt "Oh yeah this is real man" as I felt him start to spasm deep inside me. The heat of his sperm warming my belly.
When he was finished, he had me lay on the table again this time on my back. The table was wet with oil and somewhat slippery but that only added to the eroticism of the moment. He started at my shoulders again working his way down. I was groaning for release by this time. I could feel his cum oozing out of my ass. He passed by my cock working my thighs only brushing against my aching cock and my cum filled balls.
When he was satisfied the task he had massaged everything that needed it, he looked at me and smiled. He approached my aching member again and licking his lips I watched it slide into his mouth. I grabbed his head as my hips shot up. He must have been prepared because as my cock reached the back of his throat he swallowed the head down, and with a scream I exploded into him. He pulled back allowing the rest of my cum to coat his mouth. I came like I had never come before.
When I finally finished and he drained as much out of me as was there he climbed on to the table on top of me. Sliding on my skin. He kissed me his tongue immediately fighting for entry. I offered no resistance and was treated to a gift of my own cum that he transferred to my mouth. We kissed and stayed like this for several minutes.
When he got off, he told me to get a shower while he cleaned up the massage table. When I came out, he was dressed. I toweled off and got dressed I was totally exhausted but I had not felt this good in a very long time if ever. As I stood at his door to leave, I asked "Can I have another lesson ... soon?"
He smiled at me.