'Cock!'
The word immediately drew my attention as it was my favourite word after all.
The exclamation came from across the changing room. It was followed up by more words that grabbed me further.
'Not been near it for weeks. It's been six months since she sucked it.'
Speaking was Chas, a 45 year old who was a member at the same local sports club as myself. He was bathed in sweat after his squash game with his pal Mark and he was undressing quickly.
I was in the corner, dressing after my judo class and loved the occasions when I saw Chas naked. His long uncut cock made me shiver every time I saw it. He was tall with cropped auburn hair and abs that set my pulses racing.
He was straight though, so it was all just a fantasy when I thought about our two bodies entwined.
It was Mark who spoke next. 'You need a ride Chas, any way you can get it.'
'Is that an offer, Marky boy?' Chas guffawed as he answered.
Mark was silenced by that retort.
I took my time as they headed for the showers. My mind wandered to helping out Chas but he didn't know me.
Chas came out first, towelling his head dry, which gave me a brief look at his cock swinging from side to side as he moved. I reckoned it would be at least 8 inches when hard. It looked so thick and tasty.
Over the next couple of weeks I did my best to be there when they were, even when I had no lessons.
His conversations with Mark continued to be tales of woe. The only relief Chas was getting was from Palm and her five sisters.
I so wanted to offer my services, maybe even suggest a threesome involving his friend Mark. But thinking about it was as far as I got.
The weeks rolled on until I was there for what was their last game. Mark announced he wouldn't be able to play any more. He'd just earned a promotion at his work, doubling his salary but entailing a move of 200 miles.
Chas was clearly shocked and despite giving his congratulations he looked lost.
This was my chance. I had to take it. I piped up.
"Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear but if you need a playing partner, i'm free."
I was worried that it would sound desperate but Mark supported my suggestion and Chas seemed to lighten up. He dropped his towel as he motioned to shake my hand and I found my hand only inches from the prize I craved.
I gulped. "My name is Don by the way."
"Wow! What a coincidence. My wife's name is Donna." Chas said.
I smiled and we arranged to play the following Monday.
That night, I lay in bed dreaming of Chas shouting out my name as he filled me with his hot, hard cock. I spunked over my hand and licked it, imagining it was his cum and savoured it.
I had enjoyed my share of cock since coming out when I was 19 but I'd never had a partner I felt quite as close to, as I did Chas.