Gay Male Parker

In the first chapter: As a urologist, I've seen all sizes and shapes of penises. One day, I saw the perfect one in the shower and said it out loud. The guy, Parker, thanked me for the compliment. Later, we met in the sauna. I continued ogling his organ, and he suggested I come closer to inspect it. I ogled it and felt an attraction toward it like never before. I ended up sucking it. He told me he'd be there again on Friday. Despite having family members visiting, I went to the club to play with his prick and milk it again.
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On Friday, I left the house and entered the health facility. I didn't have motivation to exercise. I just wanted another date with Parker's adorable cock. It attracted me like a magnet. As a urologist, I've seen tons of male genitalia and never felt like it. My brain told me it was crazy, but I was hooked.

At such a late hour, I saw only 2 women using the elliptical in the large exercise area. I took a short shower and entered the fog-covered steam room. I noticed Parker sitting on the upper shelf with his eyes closed and his cock fully exposed in all its glory.

I thought he was sleeping and hesitated about what to do next. A moment later, I knelt on the lower shelf, grabbed his tool, enveloped it with my lips, and started milking it gently.

Parker's hand caressed my hair, "Good boy. You crave my cock, don't you? That's a good sign. But next time, beg me before touching it, clear? So you elected to give me a BJ despite having guests. I like your priorities. Like you, I have something I must finish tonight, so if you do a good job, you'll be allowed to swallow my stuff and leave early."

I bobbed Parker faster, and my tongue squeezed his organ onto my palate, increasing the friction many folds.

After he came, Parker grinned, "Dylan, this evening, you have done much better. I'll see you here again on Monday, but the following meetings we better arrange at my house. There is no reason to take a risk. It is rare that somebody enter the sauna so late, but not impossible. We'll talk about the details on Monday. If you decide not to come to my home later, simply do not show yourself here on Monday at 9 pm. I'll understand.

I chuckled, "Parker, I sucked you only twice, but your cock is more addictive than coke, and I think I became depended on your nectar."

He smiled and exited the misty room.

Monday evening, I entered the sauna on time. The visibility was close to 0. I heard Parker talk to somebody who sat to his right. I sat on his left and leaned back. They were talking about sports, guessing who would win the superball. I relaxed with my hands on my sides, not trying to hear them.

Suddenly, I felt Parker taking my right hand a placing it on his cock. The visibility was so poor, I doubted his friend could see my hand but Parker's brazen act surprised me. As he pulled my palm to bob his prick, he continued talking to his friend as if everything was the same.

From where I sat, I couldn't see his friend's face and felt relieved he couldn't see my hand playing with Parker's genitalia. Then Parker said, "Terry, this is Dylan. He is a new friend."

Terry's face moved toward me, "Nice to meet you." He extended his right arm to me.

Parker's hand locked my right hand on his tumescent cock, and I extended my left one to Terry, "Good to meet you too." He chuckled but remained quiet and left shortly after.

Parker turned to me, "Wednesday evening, be at my house at 8 pm. I do not have a sauna, but in my yard, I have a 10 meter long pool and a jacuzzi for 4. We'll have good time." He gave me his phone number and address and left.

I arrived home and saw Jane walking toward the bathroom wearing only a bra and low cut panties. She looked fantastic. At 35, she was at the prime of her life with a figure a younger woman would be proud of: She was 5'4", 120 pounds, wavy, shoulder-length light brown hair, a cute face, D-cup breasts, flat tummy, and shapely hips.

After blowing Parker, I was horny. Watching Jane's half naked body gliding before me was enough to remind me my cock did not participate in the action at the sauna. It deserved to have fun, too. I hurried behind my wife, caught her as she opened the door, hugged her waist, pushed my stiff pole between her cheeks, and whispered in her ear, "Darling, you look very sexy. May I have you?"

She grinned, "Honey, if you are a good boy and be patient until Art is asleep, I might be receptive to your disgusting intentions."

I kissed her lips softly, freed her, and mumbled, "I'll wait."

By 10 pm, our son was sound asleep in his room. I went to the bedroom to tell Jane our hanky-panky may proceed. As I entered, I saw her standing naked with legs parted slightly, leaning on the bed frame in a seductive pose. Her nipples and both sets of lips were covered with Nutella.

She smiled, "Honey, after dinner, I noticed you were still hungry, so I decided to give you a dessert, although, from my point of view, it will be only the appetizer..."

"Janey, I love Nutella. I usually put it on a slice of bread, but I'll give it a try..."

"Jerk, you should have said, 'Honey, I like Nutella, but I am sure you'll taste better."

I chortled, "Is it our anniversary that I am getting a treat, or a certain lady is very hungry?..."

"It's the second one."

I undressed in a record time and instructed her to lie on her back and spread her legs. I was expected to kiss her first and lick the chocolate from her upper lips. However, she seemed very horny, and I was concerned her drenched lower lips would stain the sheets.

I crawled between her thighs and began lapping on her plump folds. The taste was a delicious mixture of Nutella, sweet-and-sour, and minimal floral soap. I liked it a lot. I took my time, careful not to touch her brown-covered sensitive clitty. She squirmed, attempting to force my tongue onto her love nub, but it was unsuccessful. Then I leaned on her torso and licked her half-dollar size covered nipples. She began moaning and complained she was too aroused for my games.

I held both her hands on the sides of her body and sucked on the nipples one after the other. Her groans turned louder, and I knew Jane was ready to explode.

Next, I shoved my dagger all the way to the hilt, and without warning, began drilling her pussy powerfully. A few seconds later, my lady jolted in the air as if hit by lightning and started screaming.

Our son, Art, was a heavy sleeper, but Janey's screams were deafening and could awaken the dead in the nearby cemetery. While still plowing her cunt savagely, I crushed her body, and French kissed her. My tongue found its way into her hot mouth, exploring it. As my tongue retreated back into my mouth, her tongue penetrated my mouth and began dancing in my oral cavity. In a flash, Parker's cock appeared before my eyes, tempting me. I used Jane's tongue as a surrogate for a cock and sucked on it hungrily, ejaculating gallons of whitish seed. The picture of Parker's amazing organ before my eyes triggered my huge orgasm, and I barely had time to massage her gorgeous tits or tweak her clitoris.

We rested for 10 minutes, and then I saw her head rising. She looked at my groin and giggled, "You refused to touch my chocolate-covered clitty, and it stained your cocky. It's time for the cleaning crew." She bent, held my deflated dick with 2 fingers, and licked it thoroughly. Then she inserted it into her mouth, rested her head on my lower abdomen, and relaxed, using my penis as a pacifier.

I caressed her hair, "Janey darling, I love the way you take your cleaning job to another level. Will you marry me?"

She laughed around my prick and continued milking it gently for another 5 minutes before kissing me good night. She was asleep minutes later. I wondered why, for the second time, Parker's cock interfered with my satisfactory sex with my wife. I had no answer, but I had a suspicion I was becoming obsessed with his wonderful member.

Wednesday evening, I told Jane I wished to start my exercises earlier and left at 7:30 pm. The drive to Parker's house lasted 20 minutes. His property was fenced with thick, tall bushes. Everything in the yard was neat: The grass was freshly cut, and the beautiful pink and purple roses were in full bloom. The pool and whirlpool were ready for use.

I rang the bell. Parker showed up wearing a long robe. He smiled, "Come in." We entered his spacious living room. He had large paintings on 2 walls. I started checking them up close. While I was no expert in painting, I loved the art and visited several museums in my lifetime. The style of the first picture looked very familiar. I read the name: Anselm Kiefer. Of course! I inspected the second. It was painted by Gerhard Richter. I was impressed - These were among the most known contemporary painters.

As I visited the third one, I felt Parker hugging me from behind. He whispered in my ear, "I see you appreciate my taste in paintings. They cost me a fortune, but I love to see them every time I come home from work."

He finished and kissed the side of my neck. I shivered. His hands moved from my waist to my tummy and slowly crept to my chest.

I stood still while his hands traveled my body, not knowing how to behave. But it felt good, and I closed my eyes. His right hand moved up, reaching my face. Then his thumb trailed my lips lightly. I parted my lips, and his thumb invaded it. I started sucking on it.

While doing it, I felt his cock hardening behind my back. It nestled between my ass cheeks and continued growing.

Suddenly, his hands left me, and he said, "Let's go to my jacuzzi."

I smiled, "It's outside. I didn't bring a swimsuit."

"Dylan, that's the beauty of my place. We'll be naked. Nobody can see us there."

Well, if he was comfortable being naked in front of his neighbors, I felt I could do it as well.

The water was hot at 103 degrees. The vapors above the bubbly water did not impede our visibility, and I ogled his perfect body again. His 6'2" frame packed 190 pounds of pure muscle. He looked like Adonis. The top of his partly engorged cock peeked above the water and was as tempting as before. I kept stealing glimpses at it.

Parker noticed my stares and grinned, "Dylan, I see my organ distracts you. Today is a good time to complete your training as my sub. But I promise that if you be nice to me, I'll let you suck me later."

"What do you mean?"

"I think you know. By coming here, you unofficially accepted your role as my sub. Am I right?"

"I am not sure I understand what it means."

"Honey, you are a doctor, so you have to be smart. You came here to enjoy serving me. Deep down, I have no doubt you realized it, didn't you?"

I stuttered, "Parker, whaat do youu want?"

He put his hand on my shoulder, "Dylan, I love the way your lips pleasure me orally, but it's time I have all of you."

I turned to him, pleading, "Why? Don't I satisfy you well orally?"

His hand trailed my back, "My experience with your mouth has been good, but we need to diversify. More importantly, you need to start getting into the role your body craves. Your brain resists because it's scared of the potential implications. However, everything will be fine. I can assure you."

I whispered, "And what if I do not agree to take the leap?"

"In that case, we'll separate nicely, and everything we have will be over."

I begged, "But I want to continue..."

"Dylan, one of us is wasting time. You have a choice to make. Either you do what I tell you and get your reward each time you comply with my instructions, or leave - No hard feelings. I'll tell you what; go home and think about it. If you agree, meet me here on Friday at 7:30 in the evening. If you do not show up until 8 o'clock, I'll go to the club and behave as if we just met. No more intimate activity, and forget about my cock."

"Parker, please, don't!"

"Dylan, suddenly, I feel tired. Go home." I stared at his handsome, manly face and saw his determination. With a heavy heart, I left and drove home.

The next day, I was scheduled to perform 3 prostate surgeries. In the middle of the first operation I was distracted and hit an important artery near the prostate. I realized I was in no condition to operate safely on my patients. I removed my gown, and told the puzzled team I had to leave and that they should cancel the other 2 patients.

I arrived home early. Jane saw me and asked what was the issue. I was brief, "Just a temporary stuff at work. Don't worry." Later, I tried to watch TV, but my eyes gazed blankly at the screen. I went to bed early, and my brain was working overtime. What did I expect? I knew I felt good with Parker's cock in my mouth, but he was right; even if sucking him was great, it was like eating a good steak every day. Eventually, we'd want to taste other foods. I couldn't make up my mind and then fell asleep. I dreamt I was in Parker's jacuzzi with my back to him. He moved toward my back, and his tumescent cock rested against my buttocks. He whispered, "Honey, take it like a man!" Subsequently, he penetrated my anus and began pounding my ass. I expected severe pain, but it didn't happen. His long rod massaged my prostate, and both of us came simultaneously... I woke up with a hard-on. I masturbated quietly in bed, trying not to wake Jane. I was so aroused that I ejaculated 3 minutes later.

Friday afternoon. My brain whispered continuously, 'Don't do it. DON'T!' but losing Parker was too much. I loved to feel his phenomenal tool expanding in my mouth, searching for love. The control I had over the pace of its growth was intoxicating, and once I got used to the taste of his cum, I liked to savor it. No, losing it was a bit too much...

I was at his house 5 minutes early. He waited for me, having on a Speedo. He smiled, "I knew you'd come. Trust me; my plan is not to torture you but to bring you slowly to where you belonged in the first place. Relax and follow me."

We went to his bedroom. On the bed were 2 large soft towels and a large pillow. The dresser on the side had a small bowl with warm water and a tube of KY jelly.

"Dylan, please undress." I removed my clothes slowly, with my eyes focused on the KY jelly.

When I was done, he said, "Now, remove my swimsuit." My eyes shifted to his covered organ. I did it gingerly, touching it softly in an admiring fashion. It was already at half-mast.

"Stand before me, bend forward, and suck it to a full erection."

It wasn't easy to perform a BJ that way, and I was happy my exercises in the club helped. As I was blowing his dick, he leaned on my back, and his hand smeared the jelly on my ass crack. It was slightly cool. His fingers trailed gently around my puckered hole, now and then tapping on my anus. Initially, each time the fingers were close to my anus, the sphincter instinctively contracted, but a moment later, it relaxed and did not react to the fingers.

With no advanced warning, his forefinger invaded my hole. I stopped sucking and kept still. My sphincter collapsed on his finger. But it didn't hurt, and seconds later, my anal muscles loosened. The finger began slowly in and out movements.

By that time, my arousal was building up, as his cock was almost fully extended in my mouth. Without noticing, while his finger was going in, I was countering it, pushing my ass back into it. I got used to the fingering and started liking it.

I was sucking the cock harder, and then a second finger penetrated my anus. The lubrication was good and the only difference the additional finger made was it felt tighter. No pains so far. The 2 fingers moved in a circular way in my butt, likely trying to dilate my orifice. I felt everything but was determined to concentrate on my beautiful pacifier.

Next, when his rod was pointing up, Parker removed his fingers and gently pulled my torso up. He pointed to his bed and blurted, "On your elbows and knees, spread your legs with your face on the pillow."

I did it and buried my face in the soft pillow, praying my suffering wouldn't last long. It was much worse now without his giant cock in my mouth to calm my nerves, but I was still determined to go for it.

He knelt behind me, and his slippery prick moved up and down between my cheeks. Parker reinserted his 2 fingers, and the emptiness when he removed them before felt better. His lubed fingers probed my anus and kept widening the orifice as his other hand moved all over my body, from my back to my nipples, intensifying my horniness.

Subsequently, his fingers retreated, and the soft head of his penis slowly pushed against my hole. My sphincter contracted again, but I forced it to ease up. Parker did not push further, but I was desperate to go for it and be free of my fear, so I relaxed my sphincter as much as I could and pushed back onto his cock.

His tool penetrated my hole and stopped when half the shaft was inside. The pain was excruciating. I felt my butt was ripped apart and knew I'd need surgery to fix it. My tears poured, wetting the pillow, as my body froze in my initial position. If my ass wasn't impaled by his prick, my body would have probably landed on the towels.

Parker stayed in that position for what felt like a year, massaging lightly my back, gingerly moving to my groin, and caressing my dick.

After the initial shock, very slowly the pain began to diminish. Parker sensed my body calming down, and his member started moving gently in and out of my hole. He added lubrication and increased his movements. The pain in my ass gradually changed into a pleasurable pain. It felt weird, like I started enjoying my pain. The faster Parker pounded my ass, the pain abated while the immense pleasure intensified.

All that time, Parker's hand caressed my pecker. Now that my pain turned to pleasure, my organ started to harden. Apparently, he waited for this to happen.

He leaned into me and whispered, "I told you the pleasure would come. And now it's time to really enjoy it."

His hands held both sides of my waist, and his wonderful monster plowed into me mercilessly. I couldn't think straight, but it felt awesome. His tool kept hitting my prostate, raising my arousal to heights I never felt before. His drilling was ferocious and unrelenting. I couldn't hold it anymore and came with a whimper.

Parker continued ramming my ass for another minute or so before tensing and ejaculating his stuff in my bowels. Seconds later, both of us landed on the bed with his cock still deep inside my hole. Slowly I felt his rod shrinking, and then it exited my dilated butt hole.

It felt very empty, and my ass was leaking badly. I garnered my last strength, stood up trying to contract my sphincter, and rushed to the bathroom. I emptied my bowels, filled the tub with hot water, lay there, and closed my eyes.

I must have fallen asleep because next, I saw Parker standing before me, smiling. He said, "You did good. I know it hurt initially, but then you started enjoying it and even orgasmed. The good news - Now your anus is larger and will be able to adjust to my penis with much less difficulty. You tasted the gratification of being used anally, and I am sure you would like to repeat it. In the meantime, since you were such a good boy, you can have my cock to feel even better."

I sat up, grasped the deflated organ, and wrapped my lips around it. The taste verified he had cleaned it already. Despite cumming recently in my ass, his alluring member took a short time to grow and harden. Just minutes later, Parker held the sides of my head and face fucked me savagely, dumping a second load of his slimy goo down my throat. I swallowed the tasty present, thanked him, and got out of the tub.

I was exhausted and left shortly after. At home, I saw Jane watching TV. I said, "I am very tired and going to sleep now."

"OK, honey. Good night."

On Monday, I visited Parker's home again. We went naked to the jacuzzi and played around for 10 minutes before his big hands enveloped me from behind. I felt his cock beginning to fill. He freed me and blurted, "It's time to shower."

We moved to his large shower. As I washed my hair facing the wall, he cupped my ass cheeks and mumbled, "Your bubble butt is too cute not to be attended properly."

I knew what he meant and was ready to see what the second anal would bring.

He kept me facing the wall, spread oily stuff on my ass crack, and pushed his engorged pecker slowly but steadily into my ass. This time, the pain was milder and shorter in duration, and the pleasurable feeling returned fast. His hands trailed my body, and my cock began rising again. This time, he didn't touch it. Instead, his right hand caressed my face, and then his thumb probed my lips. My lips opened, and let it in. I sucked the thumb lovingly.

Next, I felt him starting to tense. My own cock was now stiff and begged for release. I continued leaning on the wall with one arm and used the second to masturbate. I timed it perfectly; both of us came at the same time. It was fantastic! At last, I could sympathize with my wife, who told me she didn't understand why other women didn't like anal. With patience, right approach, and a lot of lubrication, anal sex was an amazing experience.

While sucking on Parker's large thumb wasn't the same as sucking his delicious cock, it was better than nothing. I mentioned it to Parker. He had a mysterious smile and commented, "Don't worry. I'll take care of it next time." I wasn't sure if he'd bring an adult pacifier or a special dildo, but was anxious to find out.​