Squash

By John Smith

Published on Mar 4, 2005

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When I was 35, I had finished my practise at a University squash court. I had a shower and returned to the dressing rooms to get dressed. It was Sunday, and I was completely alone, and naked, except for one other guy who was having a leak at the urinals. He was in his undies, very thin undies, almost nylon like, and had his cock hanging out over the top and it was quite a size. I was sort of watching from where I was, as I thought it was an odd way of doing it. He shoved all that meat back in his briefs and as he did so there must have been some piss left as it all came draining out, wetting the front of his undies and made the material transparent, showing his big knob through those panties. Almost instantly, and to my complete surprise and without my permission or intend, I got so aroused that my cock just hardened and stood up, bouncing in time to my beating heart. I turned away but it had been spotted. As he was comming towards me, I just pretended to be looking for something in my bag on the seat, up against the wall. He came right over and stretched up right above me to get something out of the overhead locker. I sort of turned around to excuse myself, and his cock, showing through his wet undies, was right in my face. I think he must have heard my breathing which was uadible and shallow, and he squeesed out some more piss for me to witness. He was playing with me, really working it. The heady perfume of his cock, piss and manliness had me in a trance and when some of the piss was running down his leg, I lost it and put my hand on his cock. He said, "wow, slow down. He asked me if I liked piss. I said I didn't even know I liked cock until now. It is the combination of urine and cock that has got me this hot. He told me to clear away my clothes of the seat and sit down facing him. I did what he told me. He slid his jocks down his legs, everything was glistening wet and his cock had grown to a enormous size with his foreskin peeled right back tight. He was as turned on as I was. He pushed his cock down and let it relax a bit and squeeshed out a stream of piss on my stoamach, and it flowed warmly, smelling heavenly all down the side of my balls and crack. He said turn around and bend over. I was a bit worried, but again I felt the stream of warm piss on my arse and felt it trickle gently down my crack and arse. I got up and we rubbed our bodies together and I pissed as he held me cock to cock, rubbing our cocks and large balls together, as we bathed in our intimate juices. I came almost straight away, cumming all over his stomach, mingling with our piss, It was so heady. I Knelt down kissing, licking, cleaning and sucking his cock, licking his arse, taking it all in until he came. I make it a point of going there every Sunday, but he was never there again.

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