This is a memory of my best golf game and an experience in the club showers.
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My Best Golf Game
I had stayed late at the club after my Wednesday golf game to visit with the golf pro regarding his investments. As a retired fund manager he often asked me about over all strategies in the market and with interest rates increasing again should he be making some minor adjustments. We had a productive meeting but I ended up in the locker room all by myself.
As far as I could tell there was no one else around. Good, I thought it would give me some relaxed time to let the hot shower work on my sore back muscles.
Being an older club there isn't much privacy in the locker room, much to the frustration of younger guys who always keep there towels wrapped tightly around themselves.
Most of the guys who are 50 or older don't pay them much attention and have no problem walking through the locker room and down the hall to the showers butt ass naked with a towel over there shoulder.
It's one of the best parts of the club I love, because it's great to watch all the swinging dicks.
My favorite spot in the shower room is on the far left, it's just an open wall of maybe 10 shower heads with no partitions but the left one has a corner glass wall that looks into a inclosed atrium so it's like showering alfresco.
I was leaning against the glass wall to the side of the shower letting the hot water run down my back and off my butt cheeks. I had tilted my butt up to take pressure off my lower spin and hips. When I felt movement and looked over my shoulder and there was Roger,
one of the members standing naked with a big grin on his face.
I had seen Roger around the club and his package would be considered a shower not a grower. He was a tall guy maybe 6'2" well toned but not over built and he had this nice 8" dick that was always semi hard and lays over his big shaved balls. It actually looks like a elephants trunk. I know he had seen me checking him out in the locker room.
He walked up behind me and began to rubbed my ass as the water cascaded over my cheeks. As he rubbed my bottom he said, "Mark, this is really fine!"
God I was so surprised and a little frightened but also very aroused and as he rubbed my posterior it caused my dick to began to grow and length, standing out like if I was 18 not 70.
Roger's finger ran down my crack until he found my tight rose bud and he hummed and said, "You have the best looking ass in the club!"
I was flattered but also ashamed but I couldn't stop myself from tilting my bottom up even more as he rubbed my crack. I was really getting turned on by his attention and at this point so I reach over with my left hand to squeeze his dick. My gosh I think it had grown even more. 8+" of hard pulsing man meat curving up with veins standing out and a big purple head shinning in the recessed lights in the shower.
He whispered in my ear as he caressed my bottom and said, "Mark I need to fuck you, right NOW! "
Just for a second, I though this could
get us both kicked out of the club but the immediate need to be satisfied was over powering and I whispered, " Its been a long time brother, try not to destroy my ass hole, totally."
I could hear him pumping the soap dispenser on the wall and then his fingers slowly begin to rub soap on my tight little hole. As he worked it in he added more soap until his index finger was slipping in and out with ease.
Oh man! I was getting weak in the knees as he continued to penetrate my nether region. More soap dispenser sounds and then there were two fingers in me, slowly sliding in and out and just nudging my p spot. So many feeling rushed back from my memories. I just keep my eyes closed and enjoyed the feelings of his digital exploration.
With my face pressed against the window I couldn't seem to catch my breath so I reached for a teak shower stool with my left hand, pulling it over.
I got both hands on either side and pushed my ass up in the air like a cat in heat. God I was I embarrassed by my desperate need to be taken.
Roger moved up and dragged the monster down my crack before he replaced his three finger with the head of his dick.
Oh NO ! This is really happening.
As Roger slowly eased that tube of ridged man flesh into me, he whispered, " I call my dick, "Thor" and now he is going to hammer your ass tell you can't stand up.
Jesus, Joseph and Mary he had me so turned on I couldn't believe how good his giant dick felt going in. My own cock was hard as a rock and leaking pre cum all over my stomach and legs as it bounced up and down.
My past experience of maybe being a bottom a dozen times did nothing to prepare me for what was to come. The feeling of being filled in every way possible by Thor -was bring tears to my eyes. Some of the pain from the assault on my tiny unused sphincter but also from the nerve bundle in my rectum and prostate stretching to new possibilities.
All of this as he pushed all the way in but then he began to pull out and it was like a sudden feeling of loss. I wanted to holler, "Don't !" but I just took a deep breath and gripped the stool.
He begin to push in as I pushed back to meet his advancing love wand.
In the husky voice he said, "Ok - For play is over!"
As he reached to grab my hips he begin to piston in and out.
He was like a machine as he fucked me. That ridge rod of swollen man meat was unyielding in its need to posses every inch of my anal cavity.
The sound of his wet front slapping my ass echoed through out the shower room. I knew someone must be hearing our rutting, but all I could think about was Thor going in and out of my willing bottom.
Roger was a great top, his whole being was focused on getting off in my ass and he carried me along with his over powering physical need. Even with the hot shower water pulsing down on us I could feel sweet bedding up on my upper lip as he physically assaulted my body.
My ass was on fire and slowly I could feel the tingle of nerves radiating out from my rectum into my back and legs. I noticed that as I soared on a pre Climax wave he was beginning to take short intense strokes as he was bring booth of us to an unbelievable release.
I wasn't sure I could let him go on but I didn't think I could stop him as I thought of all his cum gush into my poor tortured bottom. We were both caught up in a dance of passion under the hot shower spray.
Then I heard something...
What Was that sound?
Was some one coming?
Was someone calling to us?
Then I realized what it was. With my face against the shower stall I could barely hear My wife calling from the other room, " Honey, are you alright in there. Your sure making some strange sounds. "
The passionate vision cleared from my mind and I was in my shower at
home. Shit, what a powerfully fantasy.
I looked down and my dick which was covered in pre cum slowly deflating as the shower water turned cold.
But ! But why did my ass feel so full.
I reached back and our wood handled back brush was buried deep in my rectum.
I closed my eyes and pushed the brush in and out try as I might I couldn't recapture the fantasy, it was gone and only frustrating need left in its place.
Well as I cleaned up and dried off at least I had the low score in the imaginer golf game.
Hope you enjoyed my fantasy?
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-- Mark W. - Tx Hill Country Apologies if I have misspelled any word, if you can't understand the thought let me know.