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THERE ARE COCKS AND THEN THERE ARE COCKS

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THERE ARE COCKS AND THEN THERE ARE COCKS

 

 

Don’t get me wrong, I love cocks, but there are cocks and then there are COCKS! I don’t have a rating system it is just what I find sexy. For instance, a big buff bodybuilder can have just about any size or shape cock and it turns me on except maybe if it is two inches long and as big around as my thumb. Even then I would give him a blowjob so I could run my hands over his body.

 

Next there is the long spear; long but not much girth. Fun to play with, no pain on entry. Then there is the normal length cut cock, the uncut cock, the longer cock, straight as an arrow cock, bigger diameter cock, and so on and so on. However to me the upward curving cock is the ultimate. I don’t know why but it is. My very first lover had a curved cock. He was so skinny he bought his pants in the boys section of the store but he had a great cock. 

 

After college I met Doug. Doug was so straight acting I didn’t know he was gay for almost a year. Seeing him in a gay bar shocked me but I still didn’t believe he was gay. Sure he was tall and ruggedly handsome but Doug wasn’t gay. Doug was a jock; the ultimate sports fan, rugged outdoors man, athlete, hunter, beer drinking stud, and woman tease. I knew because I watched him in action. Doug and I played racket ball at the gym so I observed him everywhere except in the locker room shower because he always showered at home. 

 

“I was surprised to see you at Jim Dandy’s last night,” he said as we stretched before the game.

 

“Not as surprised as I was to see you there,” I replied.

 

“I haven’t been to a bar for years. Not my idea of fun. I usually get hit on by every guy except the guys that I’m attracted to, you know what I mean?”

 

“Uh, no. That’s why guys go there. So why were you there?”

 

“I was the designated driver and my friends wanted to go for a nightcap,” he explained. So maybe he just has gay friends…? “We had a big fight when we got home and when I got home from work today Eric had moved out. Frankly it was a bit of a relief. I should have seen the handwriting on the wall. Things haven’t been good for months.”

 

Doug began to talk and before I knew it our allotted time on the court was over. Some guys walked in and asked if we were finished and as soon as they came in Doug left. I assumed he went home but I found him in the locker room. I had to ask one more question.

 

“The guy he accused you of fucking on the side… were you?” I said. “I mean were you going out with him?”

 

“I was with him every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday night.” he admitted.

 

“So you wouldn’t shower here and you would meet this guy after we played racket ball?”

 

“NO, dumb ass. He accused me of having an affair with you. He said I couldn’t take my eyes off of you last night. That part is true. I realized the true Eric was using me. I could see it when he was drunk because his real personality was coming out. I saw you and I saw a real man. I saw someone I would rather spend my time with.”

 

“Damn!” I said as I plopped down on the bench next to him. “I assumed you were strait and I didn’t have a chance. I settled for the time I could spend beating your ass at racket ball.” I said. He bumped me with his shoulder like any red blooded jock would. 

 

“In your dreams, I let you win sometimes.” 

 

Our banter continued and then he suddenly pulled on a sweat suit. I realized he was hiding his boner.

 

“Doug… would you rather be alone tonight?”

 

“Are you asking to have supper with me and maybe do a sleepover?” he teased. “That would be nice. We could start with a nice long very hot shower.”

 

Seeing Doug naked for the first time was like the perfect storm. Handsome, muscular, not overly hairy, slightly trimmed pubes, and a perfect upward curving long, thick, cock. 

 

After a sensual shower he held me in bed as we talked. It was a slow seductive session that turned into a hot night of lovemaking. 

 

Even after ten years, friends both gay and straight sometimes think we are just roommates. If they only knew.

 

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