I was eighteen when my Grandfather sponsored me for
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Junior membership at his health club. I guess I should have
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Been honored. It was a very elite club; its membership
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Consisted mostly of doctors, lawyers and bankers, the
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Majority of whom were retired. I tried to act pleased, but
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Spending an afternoon a week surrounded by a bunch of old men
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Wasn’t exactly my idea of a fun time.<\/p>\n
I thought for sure I would be a flower among a bunch of
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Crusty, old thorns. I expected to see hordes of flabby men
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Who for years had abused their bodies with tobacco, alcohol
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And rich food. The arrogance of my youth had deceived me.
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The men I saw were lean studs, with hard bodies and wandering
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Eyes.<\/p>\n
Standing among them presented me with a rather unique
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Challenge. Most of these guys could have chewed me up and
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Spit me out. I was definitely the pupil, surrounded by the
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Masters of virility. I suddenly wondered if I had what it
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Took to become one of them.<\/p>\n
As I changed from my street clothes, I felt their eyes
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All over me. Sizing me up. Passing judgment. I hadn’t been
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This conscious of my body since junior high gym class.<\/p>\n
For my age I had a decent physique. I was young and
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Attractive, with smooth, blemish-free skin. My impressive
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Cock was bigger than average. I certainly had nothing to be
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Ashamed of. So why were my insides trembling?<\/p>\n
After our workout, clad in only a towel, I followed
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Grandfather into the sauna. The room was so dimly lit, so
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Choked with steam, it was nearly impossible to see.
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Cautiously we made our way through the mist and found a
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Vacant spot to sit. The room hummed with the low murmurs of
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Financial wizardry, most of which was well beyond my
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Comprehension.<\/p>\n
The man sitting on my immediate right was deep in legal
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Debate. I took it to be a mere accident when his knee
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Brushed against mine. I didn’t suspect otherwise until I
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Felt his hand come to rest on my exposed thigh.<\/p>\n
He continued his verbal exchange as his hand crept under
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My towel. I glanced over at my Grandfather who was little
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More than an obscure shape in the fog. My heart pounded like
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A bass drum as the faceless stranger’s groping fingers came
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Within inches of touching my manhood.<\/p> \n\n
I gasped softly when he seized my spongy cockmeat and
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Gently squeezed. This guy had to have brass balls. His
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Boldness was frightening. Still, I can’t deny I found being
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Seduced in such a daring manner to be a major thrill. My
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Youthful cock responded favorably to his pleasurable caress.
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I actually found myself opening up my knees to give him
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Greater freedom.<\/p>\n
The mysterious hand moved with confidence as it embraced
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The entire length of my sweaty cock. He seemed most
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Impressed with the helmet shaped crown on my organ, and gave
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It special attention. His hand wrenched my plump
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Impressionable knob until his domineering fingers had brought
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Forth an abundance of sticky sap. He stroked the full length
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Of rigid cock until it was slick with a lustful blend of
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Perspiration and pre-cum.<\/p>\n
Completely uninhibited by the presence of his celebrated
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Peers, he was yanking on my cock like there was no tomorrow.
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My huge nuts ached to blow a wad of jism in his persistent
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Hand. My thighs grew tense with orgasmic ecstasy and I was
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In heaven.<\/p>\n
Just as I reached the point of no return. Grandfather
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Stood up and tugged impatiently on my arm. On legs that
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Barely managed to support my weight, I rose to my feet. I
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Dawdled along behind Grandfather as my erupting cock left
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Behind a trail of slippery, youthful passion.<\/p>\n
Grandfather sent me after some fresh towels for our
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Shower. Much to my relief, most of the other members were
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Preoccupied with other activities, and the locker room was
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All but deserted. For reasons I couldn’t really explain, my
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Hard-on just wouldn’t go down. I held the front of my towel
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In a feeble attempt to conceal my embarrassing affliction.<\/p>\n
My errand took me past an attractive man who was also
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Preparing to take a shower. There was something about his
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Sly little smile that told me he knew what I was attempting
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To hide beneath my towel. He stared at me like he had x-ray
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Vision. He made me so nervous that I lost my grip on my
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Towel and it fell down around my feet. I didn’t look back at
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Him, but I knew he was still watching; shamelessly goggling
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At the stiff lust jutting from my dense pubic bush.<\/p>\n
Hurriedly, I grabbed up the fresh towels and all but ran
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To the showers. I couldn’t fucking believe it when I looked
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Back over my shoulder and saw the guy was following me. I
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Felt like a bitch in heat. From the horny expression on his
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Handsome face you would have thought I was emitting some sort
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Of inviting scent.<\/p>\n
Grandfather had finished his shower and was waiting for
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Me to return. As he took a towel from me, he spied the
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Stiffness jutting from between my legs.<\/p>\n
“What I wouldn’t give to be your age again,” he said
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Enviously.<\/p>\n
The man who had been hot on my heels sauntered past,
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Once again glancing down to admire my wagging dick. He and
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Grandfather nodded to one another, then he went on with the
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Business of taking a shower.<\/p>\n
Instinctively, I watched the man as he removed his
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Towel. I found my eyes dropping to check out his well-
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Muscled body. I couldn’t fucking believe what I saw. I knew
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My eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets, but I
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Couldn’t help myself. He had the biggest slab of cockmeat
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I’d ever seen. His thick, droopy organ hung half way down to
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His knees.<\/p>\n
Grandfather, leaving me to my shower, dressed as he had
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To attend a board meeting. The membership committee was
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Voting on mew members. He assured me my acceptance was in
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The bag.<\/p>\n
Once Grandfather had gone, I joined my admirer in the
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Shower.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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