just press that one there, and choose your speed.”
“Can you show me?” he asked.
“Show you?”
“Yes,” he said, “por favor, show me.”
Not knowing what else to do, I stepped back up onto the treadmill right behind him. He was standing toward the back of it, so I had to press up right against him in order to hit the button.
The treadmill ribbon started moving very slowly and we both started walking together, his back touching my front as we kept pace.
“See?” I asked. “It’s easy, and you just pick your speed.”
Before I realized what he was doing, he had spun around and hit the emergency stop button. I didn’t have time to stop walking so I crashed right into him with a big thud as my sweaty skin slapped against his, but he was ready and he caught me in his arms. My face must have registered confusion because I was about to ask a question, but before I could, his mouth was on mine and he was kissing me harder than I’d ever been kissed. His tongue was pressing into my mouth as he greedily sucked on my lips and ground his hips into my own. I kissed him back and bent slightly to place my hands on the back of his legs, then lifted him up, resting his butt on the front of the treadmill as he rubbed his ass against my crotch. His lips were a little chapped from the ocean, but their roughness felt good as I planted my own lips on them and teased his tongue with my own.
After a few moments, I couldn’t take it anymore. I lifted him back up and carried him off the treadmill as his muscular legs wrapped tightly around my torso, squeezing the air out of my lungs. I could feel his cock hardening against my stomach under the nylon mesh of his shorts.
I put him down standing in front of a workout bench. I took my shirt off, then whipped his shorts down to his ankles. I was bemused to find that he hadn’t bothered wearing any underwear that night. I looked up at him and smiled, then pushed him down on the bench so that his back lay along it and his legs splayed off to either side. I took a good look at him, savoring the pungent sweaty scent of his small patch of black pubic hair. His throbbing, uncut Latin cock was hardening more each second, with a small patchwork of dark veins running along it. The pink tip of his penis was poking out from the tight foreskin, and I could just make out a tiny drop of precum shimmering as Javier got more turned on. The harder his cock got, the straighter it became until it curved only a little toward the end, like a half-formed J. It was nice and fat, and looked so juicy, I couldn’t wait to get it in my mouth.
I took my hand and slowly began massaging his thighs as my tongue teased his sweaty, caramel-colored balls, nipping at them lightly with my teeth just to see him squirm. He moaned softly and bucked his hips with each new tingle of my tongue. I could feel his ass muscles flexing again and again, making a little sucking sound as his skin rubbed against the leather of the bench. Pulling back the foreskin, I took the exposed mushroom head of his cock in my mouth, then slipped my tongue under it, working it around the glans and tasting the salty tang of his prick. I had thought he was fully hard when I started working over the shaft with my mouth, but I could feel his cock swelling even more as I continued.
He moaned again, and I took it as my cue to take the entire sheath into my mouth. The soft tip of his cock poked against the back of my throat and I could feel a drop of his precum slide out from his foreskin and down my gullet. I nuzzled my face into the tuft of his pubic hair and breathed in his spicy smell, rubbing my nose deeper into the bush. I used my throat muscles to simulate swallowing, and the massage it gave his cock made Javier gasp with pleasure. Then he sat up, and placing his hands on either side of my face, he pulled my hungry mouth off his cock and kissed me deeply.
When he stopped to take a breath, he pulled me into a standing position, then slid his mouth down my body, stopping briefly at each nipple to give them a little pinch. My own cock was stirring, and I couldn’t wait for him to see how thick and fat it was getting under my shorts. Javier worked his way farther and farther down my sunburned torso, mixing pleasure with pain as he rubbed his hands along my sweaty rib cage, then ran a finger under the waistband of my shorts.
Finally he was on his knees and he reached behind me and into my shorts to cup my round bubble butt with his hands. Then he slid his hands around my legs to the front of my shorts, running his mouth along the outside of them, feeling the outline of my throbbing cock with his mouth. My rod was getting so swollen that I thought it was going to pop. I could feel the blood surging into it as it got bigger and bigger, poking down and out of the leg of my shorts where Javier was gently starting to run his tongue along the top of it, lapping eagerly at the little pool of precum that was oozing out of my piss hole.
Then he pulled my shorts down and took the entire length of my tool down his throat in a single swallow. It was all I could do not to come right then and there. He placed my hands on his head, and I ran my fingers through his thick black hair, grabbing onto it and starting to gently pump my cock in and out of his mouth.
Javier settled into the rhythm of my pumping and started forcing my cock down his throat harder and harder until I was humping his face with the intensity of a piston on a Mustang engine. Before I knew what was happening, I started to come. I tried to pull his head off my cock so I wouldn’t shoot in his mouth, but he grabbed my ass and held me there, keeping his lips firmly around the base as his tongue licked the head.
When I started to squirt, he moved his head up and down my cock with each shot of cum I sent flying down his throat. My hips bucked and my knees started to wobble with the ecstasy of release, and I must have shot nine or ten spurts into his greedy mouth.
Javier sucked every last drop out of me, then stood up, wiping his mouth with his hand and smiling at me. I pulled him into a kiss and I could taste the last remnants of my own salty load on his tongue. My cock was already starting to get hard again, but Javier’s was already there. He spun me around and pushed me to my knees, bending me over another bench onto all fours so that my stomach rested on it between my legs on one side and my hands on the other.
He started working over my asshole with his tongue, gently lapping at it and then pushing his tongue in and out of its pink softness more insistently. His tongue was slithering up and down my entire crack, pausing every so often to spit into it and get it nice and lubed.
With a final nibble on one of my white butt cheeks, he sat up so that he was kneeling behind me, and I could feel the length of his cock pressing up against my asshole as Javier dry-humped me like that for a minute, getting me nice and relaxed. I wanted him to put his cock in me so badly that I finally begged him, “Do it, shove it in, now!”
I looked behind me and saw that he was grinning, but then his face turned serious and I turned back to look in front of me as I felt him slip first the head and then the whole shaft into my ass. It was fatter than I had thought, but he eased it into me gently with a little vibrating motion. I grabbed my own cock and started to tug at it, getting more excited by the moment as I relaxed my ass muscles and let him slide all the way in. He felt the change and started pumping my ass slowly at first, and then gaining speed. When he had set pace, he started switching it up a little, first tormenting me with a clockwise twist, and then counterclockwise. He alternated his thrusting so that first he was hammering me with short, quick strokes, and then lengthening them until he was nearly pulling his cock all the way out of my ass with each stroke. It was a delicious torture, feeling him pull out and then ram his cock all the way back into me. His low-hanging balls slapped against my perineum with each thrust, the little hairs on his sack tickling my own balls.
I had never had an uncut cock fuck me before, and I tightened the muscle walls of my ass around his rod, feeling the foreskin slip back over the head of it and then cover it up again as he fucked away.
Little rivers of sweat were pouring from our bodies, and when he bent over me, rubbing his torso against my broad back and pressing his legs into mine, we both became slippery with perspiration. He humped me like that for a few seconds, and then ever so slowly pulled out of my ass.
The smile left my face as soon as he did. Why had he stopped? Did he not like it? I turned disappointedly to ask him, but he was still smiling at me, and his cock was twitching with anticipation. His smoldering brown eyes looked straight