Working Out Doctor - Sex Stories

Working Out Doctor

... much thinking about it, I was again close to another man in a very intimate situation: the more I thought about it, the faster the swelling was in my own shorts. I remained sitting on my bench, engrossed in sexy thoughts for some time, when Dave came back: he was now wearing his bathrobe, clearly headed for the showers, and I somehow knew he was naked underneath. “Are you still here?” he asked mockingly, as he got closer. “Yes,” I said. “Cannot will myself to start working out.” I gave a look around to make sure we were alone, and reached a hand to his leg just below the rim of the bathrobe. He didn’t move but a soft sigh escaped his lips. I raised my head to look into his face and he smiled down on me. It was all the encouragement I needed, so I pushed my hand up to his inner thigh: on its way up, it met Dave’s dick and took hold of it. Hidden to the eye, his cock was not hard yet, but had started to grow; I could feel its warmth and softness, the foreskin covering the head, and the balls hanging down. It didn’t need any motion on my part, the feel was all it took to make it hard. Dave just stood and let me touch him. After few minutes of holding and stroking his balls sac and his cock, its hardness now visible in the bathrobe, I was no longer thinking of my workout; all I wanted was to play with this toy I hadn’t had for the last months. “I’ve missed you,” I said, both to Dave and to his erection. “I missed you, too,” he answered as his cock twitched under my ministrations, ...

... “but I need to shower now. Care to join me?” That was too good an opportunity to let it slip by. “Would love to!” I replied and, while letting go of his dick, I ran my fingers down the shaft and around the balls, rubbing the wet area between the sac and the thigh. As Dave turned and started towards the showers, before taking off my useless gym apparel, I brought my fingers to my nose and inhaled: my lips curved into a smile as I realised that I could have had sex with Dave even if he hadn’t washed … Taking off my clothes, I grabbed my towel and hurried to the showers. I could hear water running from one stall and saw Dave’s bathrobe hanging close by, so I went there. He was under the jet of water, his hair plastered to his forehead till he swept it back off his eyes and saw me, naked in front of him and enjoying the show. Our penises were hardening quickly, and extending at full mast. I entered the stream of water and we embraced, our bodies touching and squeezing our cocks, heads on each other’s shoulder and cocks squeezed. The feeling was amazing and the realization of being in such a close act with another man made my heart beat faster. After enjoying our hold for a few moments, I started placing kisses on his shoulder, on his neck, and up to his jaw, until our lips met. I wasn’t used to the stubble around the lips, since none of the girls I had kissed was as hairy as a man but one, maybe; however, Dave’s lips were so soft and tender that my discomfort at the roughness of ...