“You like to stare.” His deep voice said quietly, his arms crossed.
I just finished a set of squats at the gym, I’d just moved to town for my first job out of college. My routine overlapped with a stud in his 50’s. He’d caught me staring a few times, but I never did anything about it as he was occasionally accompanied by his wife.
“I’m sorry… Mr…” I didn’t know his name and I was flustered having just finished a set.
“I’m Ed.” The man said with is arms still crossed, I couldn’t help but gawk at his muscled arms. “And no need to apologize.” His face broke into a friendly smile. “You draw some eyes too, you know.”
I was a 22 year old D1 college lacrosse player, I was in impeccable shape and I was determined to keep it that way now that I was working a 9-5 desk job. Ed’s was stacked, 6’ on what looked to be cut muscle. He’d clearly spent decades in the gym, taking care of his body, and it showed. His mostly gray hair was receding and his face was clean shaven and just weathered enough to make him even more handsome.
“Nice to meet you, Ed. I’m Andy.” I said as we shook hands, his grip like a vice.
“Great to meet you, Andy. You’re new here, right?” Ed asked and I nodded. “Linda probably didn’t give you a tour did she?”
The front desk lady hadn’t, still speechless, I shook my head.
“I don’t want to interrupt your workout but I don’t mind showing you around.” Ed continued.
It was a standard gym, I normally would have begged off and continued with my leg day, but I wanted to be near this mature stud as long as I could to steal as many mental images as possible.
“Su-Sure.” I said, my voice embarrassingly cracking out of excitement.
That brough an even bigger grin to Ed’s face as he motioned for me to follow him. I was closeted during my time in college, as a division 1 athlete it would have brought me a lot of unwanted attention, so I didn’t have much experience. But, for all I knew, this was just a hot older man who wanted to show me around so I had to play it cool.
Ed showed me the main facilities, the free weights, the machines, the squat racks, even a deadlift platform. Of course, I’d seen this all already as I’d been coming to the gym for a few weeks. It was early on a Saturday morning, so the place was nearly deserted as I followed Ed into the men’s locker room.
“If you know the right people, there are some pretty great features here.” Ed said deadpan as he groped his bulge. I tried not to look, so afraid of misreading things that I didn’t realize what was happening. “What, now you’re too shy to steal a look?” Ed joked with a friendly tone.
“I… I… fuck!” I stumbled over my words before swearing as Ed pealed down sweats revealing a bulging jockstrap.
I blushed and absentmindedly licked my lips. Ed smiled wide, sizing me up. Behind Ed, I caught a glance at myself in the mirror. I was slightly taller than the older man at 6’1 and I filled out my snug tank top well with a broad chest with tanned and vascular shoulders and arms. My dirty blond hair was in need of a cut but still short and my cheeks were ruddy from the workout and my arousal.
“Been awhile since I had a hot jock sniffing around.” Ed said in a low conspiritorial voice. “I’ll give you a tour of one of the private shower stalls and you can suck me off.”
I was momentarily taken aback by how upfront he was, but I quickly followed after him as he led the way with a nod of his head. The private shower stall had a two curtain set up, with the area between the first one meant for hanging your clothes and towel. The shower itself was just barely big enough for the both of us. Once both curtains were pulled, Ed slid down his sweats and jock revealing a rock hard, thick and veiny cut cock.
I reached down for it, feeling its heft. The girthy cock was the biggest one I’d seen in my limited experience. Ed groaned as I gave him a few dry strokes. Our eyes met and he gave me a wink before I sank into a crouching position.
“Thatta boy, I can spot a cocksucking jock a mile away.” Ed grunted as my lips parted around the bloated cockhead.
Ed moaned as slid more of this thick piece down my gullet. I was more enthusiasm than skill at that point and the fit older man’s big dick was testing my oral limits. I let my hand wrap around the length of shaft I couldn’t swallow, using the spit dripping down as lube as I stroked him in time with my mouth. I swirled my tongue around his cockhead, collecting his precum and finding his sensitive spots.
I looked up at Ed as he placed his hands gently on my head, almost cradling it. His cockhead hit the back of my throat, gagging me and I pulled off, sliding my lips and tongue down the length of his shaft. I sucked and tongued the man’s full, heavy balls, savoring the noises of appreciation I was eliciting. I let my tongue swipe behind Ed’s balls, savoring the salty taste and musk before resuming my coordinated mouth and hand work.
“That’s it, Andy, you’re an eager pup. You ready to swallow my load?” Ed had urgency in his voice.
His alert that he was close had be redoubling my efforts, bringing and appreciative grunt from Ed as he cock pulsed before painting my mouth with thick, hot cum. I swallowed jet after jet of the virile man’s heavy load, using my hand to pull every last bit down his shaft. Ed’s body shuddered as the wave of his orgasm waned. The handsome mid-50’s man was still wearing his snug workout t-shirt, hugging his chest and shoulders, with his sweats and jockstrap around his ankles.
I pulled off the man’s cock, it stood boldly still hard but deflating with a sheen of spittle and cum that caught the light. My compression shorts and gym shorts strained to contain my erection as Ed looked down catching his breath.
“You’re a hungry jock, I like that.” Ed said with a wide smile, as he pulled up his sweats. “You’ll have to take care of yourself today, but if you want more my wife out for a girls night tomorrow.” Ed offered as we exited the shower stall.
We exchanged numbers and parted ways. I was disappointed that I hadn’t cum, but I knew that as soon as I got home I’d fire off a massive load. It was almost painful for me to finish my workout, but I hit it hard, harder than normal before booking it home to crank one out.
The next was torture, Ed’s wife had joined him at the gym so we only exchanged “Hello’s” and nods across the floor. His wife was gorgeous, she looked to be about the same age, maybe a few years younger. She was clearly in great shape with a very pretty face and a taste mid-length haircut.
That afternoon at work, Ed texted me and I nearly dropped my phone from excitement. His place was too risky but luckily I had a one bedroom apartment that I lived alone in, I was more than happy to have the stud of a man over. After work, I rushed around tidying the place up. I’d had fleeting hookups in college, but as a closeted athlete, they were few and far between. Something about this felt different.
Right on time, Ed buzzed my apartment to be let up. I buzzed him in and quickly did one last check in the mirror and of my breath. I didn’t know what was in store tonight but I wanted all of my bases covered.
“Nice building!” Ed said as I opened the door to greet him.
Ed was sporting a polo shirt, fit snugly across his muscled chest and shoulders and tucked into a pair of belted khaki shorts. He looked sexy in his stereotypical suburban dad get up, I had to imagine this is what he wore most days.
“Thanks, come on in.” I said as I closed the door behind him.
I was already rock hard in my more casual athlesiure attire. Ed glanced around at my apartment, it was a steps above the typical early 20’s guy apartment, I had furniture and a bedframe, but the decorating was sparse. We made some chit-chat about the weather and I offered him a beer.
“I’ll bet you played ball in college, Andy.” Ed said, cracking open his brew.
“Lacrosse, I was a middie at State.” I replied proudly, sipping from my long neck bottle.
“It shows.” Ed complimented as I stared as the snug polo clung to his built frame and the muscles in his arm balled up as he took a sip.
His gaze fell on me as we sat on the couch together. It was a charged silence as we eyed each other up, the anticipation rising. Ed slightly spread his legs as he sat, letting his pronounced bulge be accentuated. He knew what he was doing, I was happy at least one of us did. We both finished our beers, setting them down on the coffee table.
“Can I get you another?” I offered.
“Sure… or you can give me a tour of your place. I haven’t seen your bedroom yet.” Ed replied with wicked smirk.
I jumped to attention, my excitement bringing a chuckle from the older man. He followed me across the room and down the short hallway to my bedroom. My place wasn’t big and my room was relatively spartan.
Ed grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. He planted a kiss on my lips as his hands snuck under my athletic fit t-shirt. He felt up the hard ridges of my abs muscles before cupping my pecs. I let my hands feel his lats and rippling back muscles through his dad polo. Our tongues danced, Ed led the way aggressive yet sensual - confident.
“I wanted to do that sink you sucked that load out of me yesterday.” Ed breathed as he broke the kiss.
I was flush and my pulse was racing. Ed easily read the effect he had on me, his knowing smirk plastered on his face.
“Yeah… I uhh… I liked that too.” I sputtered awkwardly.
“You don’t even know how hot you are, do you?” Ed flat out asked, making me blush.
Ed tugged the hem of shirt over my head. I raised my arms to assist and he tossed it aside. His eyes tore over my bare flesh. I stood tall under his gaze, relishing his intense interest. I took great pride in keeping my lacrosse honed body in top condition, my abs rippled under the skin with a treasure trail of blond fur thickening from above my navel to my waistband. The same blond fur clung my powerful and shredded pecs, right around the pert, pink nipples. I felt my delts, biceps, and triceps tense and relax as I shifted my weight.
Ed’s nimble fingers traveled the expanse of my flesh, exploring the ridges and valleys created by my muscles. I groaned as he flicked his thumbs over my nipples, he took the opportunity to lean in for another kiss. This one was more sensual, letting the building tension swell. We broke the kiss and discarded his polo shirt, unbuckled his belt and slid his shorts down before stepping out of them. He stood before me in just a pair of briefs that were struggling to contain his bulge.
“Fuck…” I hissed, drinking in the sight of him.
Ed’s muscled, powerful chest was dusted with downy brown and gray hair clinging to the swells of his pecs. Even in his 50’s he had a flat stomach with the whisper of abs. The dusting of hair there was less dense but still caught the light. Playfully, he flexed his pecs, liking that I was mesmerized by his bouncing tits.
“I got another load for you, Andy. You can suck it out if you want… or…” Ed purred softly as he cupped the bulging basket of his briefs.
My breath caught, Ed grinned knowing what I wanted. I couldn’t help it, I’d turned into putty around this man. Ed reached forward and slid down my shorts and underwear, freeing my raging jock cock. He let out a low groan of appreciation as he tugged my thick uncut member.
“Mighty fine piece.” Ed gave a few soft tugs, rolling my foreskin over the leaking head and skinning it back. “Big cock jocks are my weakness.” The older man murmured. I groaned, the words caught in my throat. “You like older guys… dads…” Ed read my mind as he continued his gentle strokes, I nodded. “I’ve got four kids, strong swimmers. You want me to breed you too?”
My throat was dry with lust, it was all I could do to nod. Ed’s face lit up as he beamed. His briefs had become nearly translucent as his powerful cock soaked it with precum. The father of four led me over to my bed, positioning me on my hands and knees with my jock ass in the air.
“Have any other dads broken you in yet, Andy?” Ed asked about my experience bottoming which was precious little.
“I’ve only bottomed a few times… no one hung like you.” I said looking over my shoulders at the stud older man.
Ed’s big pecs stood out as his chest puffed out with pride. The downy hairs clinging to the swells of muscle were capped by pert pink nipples. He growled as he leaned in and swiped at my hole with his tongue. He teased along the crack before zeroing into my hole. Slowly, he worked my hole, prodding, retreating, teasing, and prodding again. Soon he was prying my cheeks apart and digging his tongue in deeper.
He kept it up for an eternity, I’d almost forgotten it was foreplay. My cock ached and throbbed, a steady trail of precum oozing forth from the tip. I was brought back to reality at the intrusion of a finger. The change in sensation drove me wild and Ed gently finger fucked me before adding another. I grunted when he pushed in a third.
“A pup like you needs to be broken in just right, Andy. I’ve got just the right tool for the job.” Ed spoke as he withdrew his fingers and instructed me to lay on my back.
When I flipped over, I saw the familiar sight of Ed’s huge, girthy cock. It was lubed up and throbbed menacingly. Ed pulled my legs to his shoulders, gliding into place between them. His cock looked even bigger than I remembered from sucking it the previous day. The engorged cockhead kissed my hole, Ed slowly rocked his hips forward applying pressure. We both sighed as the head popped in, and I quickly tensed.
“Easy there, pup.” Ed cooed, leaning in and running his strong hands over my sweat-damp flesh. “Relax and let daddy work you open.”
His voice and touch sent electricity through my body. As he sensed an ease to my tension, he slid another inch of dad dick into my hole. I grunted at the intrusion. I’d only bottomed three times prior, for men who were not nearly as hung in length or girth as Ed was. Ed’s hands kneaded my chest, flicking my nipples, sending my cock bouncing. His calm, friendly face brought me back and he sunk in another few inches before pausing.
“You’re doing great, sport. I haven’t had a tight hole like this to break in and use in some time. Not since my oldest daughter’s college boyfriend.”
I moaned, the thought of this man fucking his daughter’s boyfriend was beyond hot to me. I felt my insides unclench and Ed eased in more with a wry smile. He was 3/4ths of the way inside me and started to pull out. Ed then slowly sunk a few inches back in. I whimpered out at the inward thrust but my cock stayed rock hard. The discomfort was minimal, even with Ed’s massive tool, his extensive rimming and fingering had made my rear entrance pliable enough for my pleasure.
“Goddamn, your ass is so tight, Andy. Daddy’s gonna stretch you out.” Ed grunted as he continued thrusting a few inches in and out of my rear.
I gasped with each thrust, my cock bobbed and weaved as Ed slowly dug deeper with each thrust. My hole stretched beyond what it had before and my eyes started to roll back into my head as Ed kept his rhythmic pace. His hands groped and kneaded my muscles and his eyes devoured me.
“Fuck… Ed… I’m close.” I moaned, not sure how much longer I could hold off.
“Let it fly, sport, let fly.” The older man breathed.
I gripped my uncut jock dick and tugged twice before thick hot jets of cum painted my abs and chest. My ass spasmed around Ed’s cock, gripping and milking it, but he held dead still as my orgasm crested and washed over me. My breathing came in ragged gasps as my muscles tensed and relaxed, my whole body working to expel the scalding liquid cum shrapnel.
Ed gently rubbed my flanks as I came down from the orgasmic heights. His big daddy cock was still lodged about 3/4ths of the way in me. My hole was clamped down around his rigid member and he kept it as still as possible.
“You did great, Andy.” Ed said rather paternally.
“Did you cum?” I asked as I caught my breath.
Ed shook his head no and began to withdraw his cock from my clenched ass. I whimpered as the inches receded. Finally, the older man had fully pulled out. I felt empty as the throbbing, shiny cock stood proudly before Ed.
“Let’s give that hole of yours a break.” Ed let my legs fall to the bed as he rubbed my muscled quads.
“I can go again.” I almost pleaded, looking up at the father of four.
“You’re an eager pup, horny too.” Ed grinned, softly handling my still hard cock. “I like that.”
Ed helped me up off the bed and we mosied to my small kitchen, we each cracked a beer. There was something freeing about hanging out naked with this man. Both of us stayed hard as we sipped the brews, we made some small talk as our eyes raked over each other’s bodies. I knew Ed was letting my hole relax from the intense orgasm I’d had, I couldn’t wait for him to fuck me again.
“You ready for round 2?” Ed asked with a sly smirk after finishing his beer.
I instinctively reached for my puffy hole. It was a little bit sore, but I desperately wanted to go again. I bit my lower lip and nodded. Almost instantly, Ed’s big dad cock returned to steel hardness.
“I’m gonna breed that tight jock ass of yours, Andy.” The older man said in a gravelly voice.
Ed followed me back to my bedroom. The bed was calling us. I turned around to face the handsome, built, virile father and family man. My cock throbbed as I touched his hair smattered pecs, rounded and firm from years of lifting weights. He inhaled at my touch, lust burning in his piercing blue eyes. Ed placed his hands on my carved delts and slowly turned me around, bending me over the bed. I took his cue and got on all-fours.
The older man’s fingers zeroed in on my fucked hole. He carefully breached the ring, prodding and probing me - hoping to release some of the tension before entering me again. Ed patiently finger fucked my hole, relaxing it enough for his cock. I heard a primal grunt from behind me as I felt his lubed cockhead in place. Slowly, he pushed in and I groaned loudly.
“Goddamn” He hissed as he sunk into me.
The penetration was initially more uncomfortable for me, but I was able to resist clamping down. Once the initial shock was gone, I was brought back to the world of pleasure. Having just been fucked by the same pole, my hole adjusted quicker. Methodically Ed kept boring into me, deeper than before.
“Fuuuuck!” I grunted as Ed’s pole dug deeper than before.
“You like that stretch, Andy?” Ed growled, his thick cock pushing in deeper.
The doggy position and deeper penetration was short circuiting my brain. I involuntarily pushed back on the daddy dick.
“Fuck yeah, son, push back on Daddy’s cock.” Ed’s dirty talk was pushing all of my buttons, I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. “You ready for my nut… gonna load you up…” Ed grunted between ragged breaths.
The older man continued to saw in and out of my hole, plunging deeper, stretching me further with each thrust. A jolt of lightning exploded through my body each time he nudged past my prostate, making my uncut jock cock leak precum like a faulty tap. He clawed at my ropey back muscles damp with perspiration. I felt Ed put his foot up onto the bed, with one firmly planted on the floor. The change in angle and leverage allowed him to push even deeper than before, knocking the air out of me.
Ed’s thrusts began to lose their trademark rhythm. His cock bore into me harder and less regular as I gripped the sheets underneath me. I was unable to form coherent thoughts as I sensed the man going his nut. On autopilot, I supported myself on a forearm as I reached for my aching dick.
Ed let out a string of cusses as he exploded inside me, fucking through his nut with irregular thrusts. I’d barely touched myself when my nuts emptied on the bed. My ass clamped and spasmed, unable to grab to huge rod that was fucking me off. In reality my anal muscles were milking the man’s cock, getting every last drop of Ed’s seed.
Eventually, he pulled out, panting heavily and dripping sweat. My trembling legs gave way as I collapsed into the lake of my own semen below me. Ed playfully swatted at my ass, I reached back, feeling for my sore, puffy hole.
“Top tier ass you’ve got there, Andy.” Ed beamed as I turned over.
My second load clung to my abs, mixing with the mostly dried first. Ed leaned in and planted a slow, sensual kiss on my lips, lazily feeling the swells of my muscles. I was still riding high from post-coital bliss, I just sat there basking in the fuck this stud DILF from the gym had just thrown me.
“I hate to fuck and run, but I should get home before my wife does… I’ll see you tomorrow at the gym?” Ed asked, starting to gather his clothes.
I meekly nodded, yet to fully come back to my senses. Ed gave me another peck on the lips before making for the front door. I don’t know how long it took me to return to myself, but eventually I found myself in the shower chubbing up from mentally reliving the coupling with Ed.
‘Can’t wait to get in that hole again 😉’ A text from Ed read, waiting for me when I exited the shower. I smiled, I couldn’t wait either.
