In The Closet

First let's go back to the first time. Junior High, Social Studies teacher and track coach. I was a good runner, and had endurance. We wore running shorts, very thin, with a jock strap. After running, we showered and got dressed for the rest of the day. My coach was always there, until the last one was out and back in class. We showered naked and he saw all us junior high guys with our new swinging dicks and tight asses. And he got hard.

He had me sit down in his chair in his office and suck his dick. He liked it, and I liked it. I also bent over his desk. He liked it and I liked it. Of course student teacher was highly illegal and instant dismissal. But that didn't matter, I sucked his dick and I bent over the desk. And sometimes I met him at the mall and I went with him to a motel room. I liked being totally naked and having sex with him. When we went to a motel room he also made out with me. Genuinely he liked me, and I liked him, in the purely sexual way.

It was forty years later, I was traveling on business and met a man at the hotel, in the gym. I was running on the treadmill, I was a still a good runner with several marathons under my belt. He was more of weight man, heavy, shoulders, girth, hair on the chest type. German. His name was Gunter. I don't know why, it just was the moment. I stared at his package in his shorts. He caught my eye staring. He asked me if I wanted it, and I said yes, but not there. We went to his room, on the eleventh floor. We got naked, and made out on the bed, I gave him oral and got him to where he needed to orgasm, and I turned over and let him orgasm by fucking me.