DevilsDad

Hi, ich bin Baujahr '72, ⬇️ und komme aus NRW, Raum Aachen - Köln. Sehr gerne older4me, ist aber kein Muss! Mag mich nicht festlegen ob haarig, getrimmt, rasiert. Natürlich habe ich den einen oder anderen Fetish, ich mag vieles und kann mir alles vorstellen, wenn der dazugehörige Kerl passt... und mich geil macht!!! It's me, on pics above. Twitter: @gayNRW72

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Running Wild

I was asked if I would be willing to share an experience John and I had while running together not to long ago. I have always wanted to write something like this so I figured why not give it a go…hopefully you’ll enjoy.

As you can see John and I are very much into fitness and health. This is not the only thing we have in common but it makes it much easier to spend time together as we are both striving to avoid the “Dad Bod” at all costs. So it was a great way to spend uninterrupted time together during a seven mile run Saturday morning.

The run begins at 5:45AM. I arrived to find him sitting in his car waiting patiently for the next hour to begin. It’s colder than expected so we have both donned our winter running gear. As he stepped out of his car I gasped slightly at the sight. He’s wearing a running tight that seems to hug all the right spots. His athletic toned body signals a chemical release in my brain that shoots right to my manhood and I feel the pull of my own running tights against my cock. He’s stunning. We greet with a small hug and begin to talk as we make our way to the path. What’s new and exciting seems to pepper the conversation for the first mile or so in which we are both feeling the craziness of having committed to something so early and so taxing while being so cold. As we run mile after mile our bodies start to warm and I can see the steam radiating from his jaw. I think “How did I get here? How is this guy even into me?” There is a continuing nagging sensation in my mind that says “He’s not only into you but he’s going to be willing to let you do anything to him?” The intrigue is overwhelming and I start to think about all the things I want to do to him.

I go into a recon mode looking for a spot. We could go behind there…no…or how about…no…I am blinded by the frustration of not having an opportunity to do all the things my mind wanted to do. I am exhausted and tired. Yet I follow him. I enjoy watching as his muscular tight ass strike the pavement in a cadence that leads my mind down another path that says “bending him over and pounding him would probably have the same rhythm.” My cock is starting to thicken. I am trying to breath. I am trying to concentrate. I am trying not to throw up too. As we arrive to the half way point I see the Gods shine a ray of hope upon me. Across the park is a restroom.

Now I have seen plenty of porn that all leads to some weirdly erotic bathroom seen. I think to myself “Perhaps this is not just in the movies?” We stop at the drinking fountain. I make my way into the restroom. To be honest it was cold and my nose was relentlessly draining. It’s only a minute but I tidy and wash my hands. He approaches having accomplished similar tasks. I smile sheepishly unsure about what was to happen next.

We kiss. I feel his stubble agains my face and I know that this man is an alpha. I melt. I feel my back against the cold cement wall and his hot breath stalking my face and neck. I am in a daze. I am helpless. I relinquish all control.

He quickly feels my consent. We move into the open stall. I am frantic with desire. I am debilitated by what he was offering. I release my hands from his face. I reach down and feel his manhood tight and aching beneath the fabric. I look down to see his cock pressed firmly and ready for me to free it. I kneel in front of him. I smell his musk emminate from between his legs. I lower his waistband and I am greeted by a beautiful thick cock. I caress my lips across his tip. He twitches with anticipation. I am unarmed. I take his cock into my mouth and feel the warmth reach deep within my throat. I hear him moan softly and arch in relief and satisfaction. I think “You’ve no idea what’s cumming”. I start to pass the shaft as I make my to the base of his stem. He’s hard as a rock. The veins and arteries feel like a roadmap to the promised land. I follow them. I feel his cock start to jump and twerk inside my mouth. He’s ripening. I methodically suck and grope my way around the most intimate part of his body.

Then I hear it “you’re going to make me cum”. All I can do is hum an agreement…mmm hmm. He starts to arch and I feel the first sweet liquid drip into my mouth. It ignites my passion for more. I increase my rhythm. I feel him start to surge and then I taste it. His cum is spilling into my myth with gratitude. I feel it’s warmth. I taste it’s organic pure flavor. I taste him completely. I slow to make sure that he’s finished and unwanting. I swallow a load that I had previously been dreaming about. I was in disbelief…had I just acted in my own adult scene. I had and I loved it. He smiled and I kissed his handsome face. I wanted more but he had no more to give at that time.

I rewrapped his cock in his tights and set about to finish what we had started. Off we ran. It was an exchange of laughs as we discussed what had just happened. Three miles later we returned to our starting point. We had finished the run but established a connection. Needless to say we haven’t missed a Saturday since.

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