Gay Male Parker

"What a perfect cock!" I caught myself saying out loud.

As I was blushing profusely, the tall guy by my side in the shower just smiled, "Well, thanks for the compliment. How many dicks have you seen that you make such an observation?"

"Sir, I am sorry. I didn't realize I was saying it out loud. To answer your question: I am a urologist by profession, and as such, I've seen thousands in my lifetime."

He chuckled, "In that case, you must be a real expert. My name is Parker."

I extended my hand, "And I am Dylan. Dr. Dylan Thompson."

"Dylan, nice to meet you. I guess we'll see each other around." He dried up, put on a swimsuit, and went toward the swimming pool.

I glanced at him from a distance and was impressed: He was about 6'2", 190 pounds, with short, dirty blonde hair, a strong jawline, and an athletic body with bulging muscles. He was a great male specimen.

In the shower, as I've done for many years, I used to peek at men's genitalia. My official excuse was my profession. However, the truth was slightly different. In my first year in college, 10 guys, including me, got drunk and jumped naked into a nearby pond. As we splashed water and played ball, I noticed their peckers swaying. They were bigger and smaller, black and white, circumcised or not. I was fascinated and stopped playing around. I sat on the side and ogled the bouncing cocks. I wasn't sure what made me focus on the rods because I considered myself a heterosexual guy.

Two weeks later, I decided to go into medicine and become a urologist. Currently, my partner and I have a successful practice downtown.

And a sentence about my family: I am married to a beautiful wife, Jane, that I love dearly, and have a young son named Art.

The following day, I got busy in the clinic and had to complete an errand, so I arrived late at the health club. I exercised on the elliptical and treadmill, showered, and moved to the wet sauna as usual. The room was so foggy I could barely see 3" before me. I moved forward and bumped into a set of legs. I apologized and moved to the side.

Parker laughed, "Dylan, I can hardly see too."

I sat near him, closed my eyes, and leaned back. A short time later, I opened my eyes and could see better. Remembering his fantastic body and prick, I gazed at his groin. Unlike last time, his magnificent member seemed slightly longer and wider, and its direction more horizontal. Obviously, it was not in a resting state.

He must have noticed my eyes and smiled, "Doctor, you seem to be fascinated with my tool. You can check it up close and touch it if you want."

I hesitated. I've never touched another man's genitalia unless it was part of my medical examination. However, my curiosity took over, and I moved closer. I bent down and inspected it with my eyes. The glans was large and spongy, and the external urethral opening was nicely round. The shaft was large and veiny, with scant hair, mostly toward the base. His heavy sack bulged prominently below his penis. As I said, a perfect specimen!

"Doctor, you can touch it. Who knows, you may find something wrong with it."

I touched it lightly and felt the velvety skin. My touch wasn't professional, but I needed to feel it. My fingers moved to the soft head. It jolted mildly.

Parker laughed, "My cock is sensitive, especially the head."

For some reason, it was tough for me to remove my fingers from his stunning organ.

And then, I observed it gradually filling with blood, becoming harder, and beginning to point upward.

Parker mumbled, "Dylan, it really likes you."

My hand refused to move away and continued to massage it gently. I whispered, "It is such an amazing cock." Despite the wetness in the air, I felt my lips drying, and I licked my lips.

Parker whispered in my ear, "Dylan, that's OK, go ahead. I know you want to."

My mind was on fire. What the hell was going on? All my adult life, I was attracted to women, and suddenly, I couldn't get enough of Parker's cock! Yes, it looked perfect, but why was I so mesmerized by it? I was clueless, but one thing was certain: like a magnet, it pulled me toward it.

With the last strength I could master, I removed my hand, stuttered, "I haave to goo now," and wobbled toward the door.

I heard him chuckle, "Dylan, I'll be here again on Wednesday at 9 pm. If you change your mind, you know where to find me."

I returned home lightheaded and confused. What was happening to me? Why was I so hypnotized by a phallus? At work, I've seen all shapes and sizes, and a similar feeling never crossed my mind before...

After dinner, Jane hinted she was interested. I kissed her and whispered, "I want your gorgeous body, too. Once Art goes to sleep, you are game." She winked happily.

In bed, I hugged her, "Did I mention lately how much I love you?"

She grinned, "Last time you said it was on my 35th birthday. It's nice to know that my advanced age is not an obstacle yet."

"Honey, are you nuts? Your body can be on Sports Illustrated, and men will drool over it..."

"You exaggerate, of course, but thank you. Now show me some lovin' - My cunt began itching hours ago."

I was always impressed by Jane's appearance: 5'3", 118 pounds, long blonde hair, sea-blue eyes, cute face, C-cup breasts, flat tummy, shapely legs... I was deeply in love with her, and it never faded.

She liked me to nibble on her earlobe, and her neck was very sensitive as well. I started as expected, taking my time, knowing that the longer I could keep her aroused, the more powerful the orgasm would be.

My right hand cupped her ample tit, kneading it, and I heard her groan. I pinched the rubbery nipple, and she trembled, "Dylan, I am too horny already; please, let's skip the foreplay. I want you inside."

"Janey, remember the old ketchup commercial - 'good things come to those who wait?' relax, and I'll take care of your needs."

She murmured, "Please, not today. I am too hungry."

"OK, hon. Here it comes."

Without further due, I shoved my 5.5 inches into her tight pussy and started plowing into her delicate body like there was no tomorrow. Her climax began 2 minutes later. Her body shook violently, and she whimpered. I leaned on her body and felt her boobs crushing against my chest. My arousal increased. I French kissed her, and our tongues intertwined. All of a sudden, before my eyes, I saw Parker's cock pretending to be Jane's tongue. I was horny like hell. I sucked on her tongue greedily and orgasmed powerfully seconds later.

We rested for 10 minutes, and then Jane turned to me, "Honey, you were very aggressive today. It was similar to the way I felt during our honeymoon. Probably, I wasn't the only one who was extremely aroused...Thank you."

"Janey, unless I am very tired, with a sexy body like yours, how can I not pound your pussy fast and hard?"

She kissed my lips tenderly and went to the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, she was asleep. I was wide awake, trying to understand the vision of Parker's organ during my pleasurable sex with my wife. And especially sucking hungrily on her tongue, which represented his stunning member... I tossed and turned for another hour before dozing off.

Wednesday afternoon, I finished work early and could have been at the club at 5 pm. However, I chose to do some errands instead. By 8:15 pm I left the house. I exercised and then went to the jacuzzi.

At 8:55 I entered the sauna. Parker joined me 5 minutes later. He sat near me and looked at my face. I did not dare to glance at him, but from the corner of my eye, I saw him staring at me.

He waited for a moment and blurted, "Dylan, don't waste our time. Do what your brain tells you."

I placed my hand on his soft organ and caressed it. It began engorging before my eyes. Parker put his hand around my shoulder and whispered, "Good boy."

Next, my palm moved to bob the growing rod. Gradually it extended and pointed to the ceiling. He whispered again, "Nicely done, Dylan. It's time to taste it. I can see in your eyes you want to." He gently pushed my neck down.

I couldn't object even if I wanted to, but the truth was, I didn't. The 7.5" amazing pole tempted me too much.

My lips touched the mushroomed head and enjoyed the softness. I kissed it gently and looked at it again. A drop of precum appeared on the slit. I licked it, and as expected, the taste was very mild.

Subsequently, I parted my mouth, and my lips enveloped his prick. It was large and pulsatile. I felt his rate increasing in my mouth. I let it penetrate further, trying to mimic my wife's oral job. After 5 inches, I began to choke. I pulled back slightly and let it invade my mouth again. This time, about 6" lodged in my mouth before I started gagging. Parker caressed my hair and said, "You are doing good. Persevere, and you'll get your reward. I tried the third time, somewhat slower, and eventually, my chin touched his sack. It felt like his pecker was sitting deep in my pharynx.

I rested for a few seconds to let my throat adjust to his massive tool, and then I began bobbing on it. It was very big, but after a short time, I got used to it in my mouth and started bobbing in earnest. I liked the velvety feeling and squeezed the rod between my tongue and my upper palate. Then I accelerated further and sucked it each time it was on the way out.

I was working his wonderful member for about 3 minutes as I felt him tensing, and he said, "You are a fantastic cocksucker. You deserve your appetizer." He held the back of my head, and shortly after, I felt the first jet hit the back of my pharynx. I expected his cum, but it was more powerful than I thought. I gagged but left my mouth open. I placed my tongue in front of the head, and the next 5 spurts were easier to handle. When he was done, he watched my face. I smiled and swallowed his slimy spunk.

The taste was much less revolting than I thought it would be. In fact, the mixed musky/oily/salty taste wasn't bad at all...

Parker hugged my shoulder and asked, "Dylan, how was your first oral experience?"

I smiled at him, "Surreal. I am happily married, and never in my dreams, I thought I'd give a guy a BJ."

He caressed my neck, "For a guy, the first time is always accompanied by mixed emotions. I saw how you overcame your initial fear and resistance. In my opinion, you'll do even better next time." He stood up, "I have to leave now. I'll be back Friday at 9 pm, and then Monday at the same time."

"Friday evening, we have guests."

"Dylan, you are a big boy. Think about your preferences. I'd like to see you on both Friday and Monday, but it's up to you."

Friday afternoon, my cousins showed up. I liked them very much. They were nice people, always polite, and loved to joke. We never had arguments about politics, despite them being Republicans, and I voted for Democrats. The last time we clashed was 2 years ago, and it was about who was going to win the NBA. Even that one was more a source of fun than a true quarrel.

Henry kissed my wife and sighed, "Jane dear, when are you going to leave your jerk husband? I am so much better than him. He is barely a physician, while I am a doctor in landscaping. With me you'll have lifetime supply of Roundup. Dylan may be successful in his profession but it doesn't help you - He is helping men only. If he was a gynecologist, I wouldn't bother you..."

Janey giggled, "Henry darling, I wanted to date you, but Dylan asked me first. And if I am not mistaken, your wife, Lesley, is younger and prettier than me."

"I beg to differ." He gave his good-looking wife a loving stare and said to her, "Honey, tell her I am in love with her, and we can share."

Lesley grinned, "Great idea, Henry. We'll consider it if Dylan would participate, too." She hugged Jane and whispered, "Henry is such a big talker; I wish other parts of his body would perform as efficiently as his tongue."

Both ladies laughed loudly.

I made a reservation for 6:30 pm at a French restaurant. The food was delicious, and we stayed there for almost 2 hours. We arrived back home at 8:40.

Next, I dialed the hospital service and talked to the receptionist. I moved back to the living room, carrying my pager with me.

Five minutes later, my pager rang loudly. I gazed at the pager and said to our guests, "Sorry guys. I have to leave now. I'll probably be back in half an hour or so."

Jane looked at me surprised, "But you are not on-call tonight."

I kissed her lips and said, "You are right, but the on-call doctor is busy performing surgery, and there is an urgent case that needs prompt assessment."

Henry laughed, "Another case of a malfunctioning cock."

Lesley smirked, "Honey, perhaps this cock is working too well."

I gave them a thumbs-up sign and left. If they only knew...​