After a lifetime of work, retirement came as a blessing. For six months I didn't care what day it was and my waistline ballooned from 32 to 34. I had to lose weight and changing my diet helped, but joining a gym and exercising would speed the process.
The nearby gym had everything I wanted. Machines for circuit training, a stair-climber, a pool, whirlpool and sauna. After six weeks, I dropped to my retirement weight and decided to continue and drop another ten.
During the last of the six weeks, I met a guy named Kyle. I had seen him a few times before and he normally exercised on the treadmill and then lifted weights. He had retired a year ago and we began rotating through the circuit machines and encouraging each other to add an extra rep or two.
In his university days, Kyle was a member of the swim team and I had been a member at the university I attended. Neither one of us had swam in years and Kyle suggested we do a few laps. I didn't bring a swimsuit, so I took a rain check and promised to bring one the next day.
The following day I hit the stair climber. Kyle arrived a short time later and did a forty-five minute jog on the treadmill. We retired to the change room and Kyle's locker was six or so down from mine.
I've never been sexual with a guy, but ever since high school I couldn't help but peek at my nude classmates. My interest rested solely with the wonderful visuals of my classmate's cocks and balls. I never got caught looking and never went beyond looking.
Unfortunately, Kyle was turned away from me and I only caught sight of his butt. It was bare and shapely, but nothing could beat the shape and soft, firmness of a female bottom.
We swam for several laps and Kyle's form was awesome. My turns were rusty, but it felt good to swim side by side with him.
I unlocked my locker and Kyle walked past me and did the same. I slipped out of my suit and the cold water had made my penis shrink. Kyle slipped out of his suit and I was rewarded with a wonderful profile of his cock. Shrinkage had also taken a toll on him, but his was natural and seeing foreskin was a huge turn on.
"That was fun," Kyle said.
I hadn't anticipated the turn of Kyle's head and it was quite obvious that I had been busted. "You've got a great form" I said. "Looked like you were gliding in the water."
He said thanks and I hoped my cheeks hadn't gotten too red. Neither one of us had time for a coffee, so we went our separate ways.
Several times through the weekend, my mind went back to the image of Kyle's cock. For years I had fantasy thoughts about sucking a cock, but actually doing it seemed quite remote. Sex with my wife had dropped to once or twice a month and thoughts of being sexual with a guy entered my mind more and more.
My wife and I did have sex that weekend and she even sucked me for a bit. I was in heaven and her warm mouth performed magic, but there were moments I wished I was her and wondered how it felt to have a mouthful of penis.
We had never tried anal sex and while thrusting in her, my mind drifted to being on my back, with a man over me and him sliding his thickness in and out and releasing deep inside. As I spurted into her, I imagined the sound of a man releasing into me.
Several weeks passed and Kyle and I continued our workouts and swims. After stripping down, Kyle suggested we take a sauna. We entered the room with our towels around us and were greeted by an older gentleman sitting on his towel and fully exposed.
The head of his cock was large and he was thick around. His hair was greying and curly and fully covered his ball sac. "Sorry guys," he said while covering.
"That's fine," Kyle replied. "Being nude is the best way in here."
