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Mr Woodburn had greeted me with a genuine smile every time he saw me. He had lived alone for as long as I lived there, which was now about sixteen years.

I feared turning into Mr Woodburn and living out my old age by myself. At the age of 40 I had given up on I had slept really well. I remembered what had happened the night before and I smiled.

I got up and walked to the bathroom, where I saw Miguel in the shower. His body muscular and curvy in all the right places. His back was turned toward me, so I snuck into the shower and put my hands over his eyes. He flinched but shortly after I stretched out in the large bed. I got up and walked onto the balcony, my cock bouncing up and down in front of me.

I felt a breeze over my entire body. I looked out in front of me and it I stepped off and walked to the bathroom mirror. I flexed my biceps. I had just finished my workout in the gym of my apartment building and I had felt old surrounded by all of these young guys. I had turned 40 only a few months ago, but it was playing mind tricks on me. My hair was turning grey at the temples as well as in my facial I only saw Chris in front of me and decided to go for it.

I noticed I was getting closer and closer and I just crossed the finish line before he did. He had replaced Coach Rivera only a few weeks back and what a replacement he had been.

I could feel myself slowly waking up. I looked around and recognized the New York City hotel room. Jason had spent the night on top of the covers, lying on his stomach. He was fast asleep. He was still wearing his sexy briefs.

The beeping was the alarm on my phone. He took it too serious because he was picky and being perfectionist about their appearance. He wanted his guy to be perfect His profile had no significant content, but his stats were impressive. Almost as impressive as the two photos he included of his huge soft penis.

We began chatting and then he mentioned that he wanted to own. I gave him my number and we began talking. It turns out we were better matched than I had imagined. He was a Haitian Man, 53, He looked handsome and young. James just wondered if new guy was American or not because James had a difficult time with identify of his sexy appearance. As we changed from our clothes into our pajamas, I'm sure that Bob looked over at my dick the same way that I looked over at his.

This is common among guys, whether or not they will admit it. Our dicks were about the same size, but Bob's had a longer foreskin overhang than I did. We turned in and slept well. In the morning I woke For now he was dressed in a blue and white plaid shirt and khaki pants The first thing I saw was the view. Blue skies and green tree tops were visible beyond the patio. Brett was still sleeping in the position I last saw him in before I fell asleep. As it turned out he was married and divorced, had his own business, and had a lazy, no strings attached sort of lifestyle.

That day, I had the most intense wank in the showers thinking about his body and his cock.

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The next two days I was looking forward to maybe seeing him naked again, but the opportunity just never presented itself as we always seemed to miss each other in the changing room. Then on the third day it happened. We were sitting and chatting by the pool, and there was no one else around.

We were just talking mostly general stuff, when he told me "I want to ask you a personal question and I would like an honest answer.

Shit, I thought, a little embarrassed. I was just looking in that direction. Was he trying to humiliate me for the other day, or was he trying to gauge my reaction. I was probably blushing and hoped he would not make a big deal of it, or tell anyone, but he had been quite friendly the past few days, so I did not think so. Fuck yeah, I thought, the little hairs on my neck standing on edge. Was he coming onto me in this extremely public place? I let out a nervous "yes" and he said, "you first. He was sitting on his chair sideways, facing me, and his hand began to stroke my inner thigh.

I spread my legs a bit to allow him more access. Looking around, I tugged at the elastic and worked my trunks down slightly around my balls. I was looking hard at the entrance to see if anyone was there. He continued to stroke my cock for what seemed like an eternity. I was feeling very nervous as we were completely out in the open. He told me to get up, which I did, and he threw my towel onto the grass next to the chair. They won't be able to see your backside.

Hurry up before someone comes. I pulled my trunks down over my cheeks baring them to him. I reached back and spread my cheeks as wide as I could, exposing my bunghole to him.

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He squeezed them for a minute or so, running his fingers over my ass crack. He then told me to turn around again. I was wondering what we were going to do next as we both were really turned on. So, there we were in a far corner of the pool, his hands feeling me up all over.

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At least this was safer, as we were almost chest deep in water, and no one coming in could immediately see us below chest level. His cock had grown to almost inches, and looked like it was ready to take off.

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He took my hand and placed it on his manhood. His hands reached for my trunks and pulled them off as well. I was not quick enough to catch them though and they fell to the bottom of the pool.

He jerked away madly at my cock, and I knew I would not last long. The droplets of sperm were floating all around us. My heart was throbbing and my knees felt as if they had lifted a ton. He began to grind his groin hard between my legs. I was pulling at his nipple with one hand and stroking him off with the other.

He let out a really loud grunt and stiffened up. I knew he was cumming. Buckling back against me, his sperm started flowing out from his cock and onto the surface of the pool. We stood still for a moment taking in what we had just done. We were both drained and the sexual frustration had somewhat subsided, or so I though. The whole sexual encounter had barely been minutes, but seemed like a maddening eternity. I swam to the bottom of the pool, and scooped up my trunks, wondering what was next.

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Just then some people walked into the pool area and into the changing rooms. I was quite sure you were interested. When I asked you, if you had replied differently, I would probably have scolded you a bit, and left it at that. In the meanwhile, the pool was starting to fill up a bit, so we got out and headed for the changing room.

We walked in and noticed no one was there. He caught me firmly and started rubbing his body against mine, grinding his cock against mine, through our respective swimwear. We were again in heat.

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I stroked his cock through his trunks, while he moved mine slightly to the side and squeezed my ass. He brought his hand up to my face and pushed two fingers into my mouth.

Pulling the trunks slightly sideways, he worked his finger up my bumhole. I was moaning as a mixture of pain and pleasure came over me. He shoved me into one of the shower stalls and yanked off my trunks.

I yanked off his. We were both standing completely naked staring wildly at each other. The shower stalls, although quite private and locked, did have an opening of about a foot at the top and bottom. Anyone, bending to pick something up outside, or someone who was over 6 ft tall could probably look in if they wanted to. But at this point, we were so horny that we did not think much of it.

He told me that if someone comes, he would turn on the shower and I should go closer to the inner wall of the stall, so no one could see my feet. Bending at the knees, I reached down and ran my tongue along the length of his cock before putting it in my mouth.

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His cock tasted of sperm and of chlorine from the pool. I could taste his oozing precum slowly dripping out of his pisshole, and onto my tongue. It felt really hot and intoxicating. I wanted him to cum in my mouth. At this point, we heard someone walk in, and both of us stiffened up.

The guy was whistling somewhat aimlessly as he sat to change into his swim gear.