I married my high school sweetheart, Tina. She was the envy of every man. Tina was tall, athletic, with a tiny waist and very large breasts that showed no sagging whatsoever. We were in college at the time, living in our own apartment. The college boys always stared at Tina and her breasts. I quite enjoyed the attention and so did Tina.
We religiously worked out at the college gym. There was this guy, Tom, we knew. Tina liked to talk to him all the time. He was a good-looking man, athletic, well-built, and our age. The annoying thing was that Tina would go on and on about how hot he was.
One day in the gym, I decided to check him out. I followed him to the locker room after his workout. We went to the showers. We were the only people there. Tom started to soap up his body. His hands slowly went down to his member. What a cock! His cock was about 5 inches long in its flaccid state. It was beautifully circumcised and complemented by a nice proportionate ball sack. Tom was soaping up his shaft and testicles leisurely. His cock was slowly rising to half mast.
I felt my own cock stirring. I had to leave. Two erect men in the communal men’s shower would probably not be cool. I grabbed my towel, dried off, and went to the sauna. I grabbed my copy of the New York Times, which I liked to read in the sauna. I hoped it would also distract me and my rapidly rising erection.
Fortunately, the sauna was empty. I sat down and began reading. The door opened. Tom came in. I quickly dropped the newspaper on my crotch. Hopefully, he had not noticed my erection.
Tom sat on the bench across me and took of his towel. His beautiful cock was still on half mast. He parted his legs nonchalantly, displaying his entire package. My cock was rock hard under the newspaper.
“Frank, you got quite a boner under that newspaper. If you want to take care of it, I don’t mind.”
I blushed.
“Well, you are almost hard yourself. Why don’t you take care of your own,” I replied sheepishly.
“Fair enough, let’s do it together. I do need the relief from all that exam stress. I’ll keep an eye on the door.”
I put the newspaper down on the floor and began stroking. Tom’s hand moved up and down his amazing shaft. I swear it grew to eight inches. This was too much for me. With a loud grunt I ejaculated a sizable load on the newspaper.
“Pretty impressive, Frank.”
Tom started groaning. He pointed his monster cock towards the newspaper. His cock was gushing cum.
“At least we didn’t leave a mess behind,” Tom remarked, pointing to the newspaper.
He wrapped his towel around his waste and left.
I grabbed the newspaper, folded it up and bolted.
Back in our apartment, I was working on my computer when Tina burst into the room.
“What’s this,” she cried, waving my copy of the New York Times in front of my face.
“What do you mean,” I asked.
“The paper’s pages are all stuck together with some sticky stuff.”
I had to confess.
Tina didn’t talk to me for days.
A couple of days later, Tina burst into the apartment. She threw The New York Times copy of that day into my face. I picked it up and examined it. The pages are were stuck together.
“What’s the heck?” I asked
“Well, after your little adventure with Tom in the sauna, I went right up to him in the gym and asked him whether you were his boyfriend, with whom he was having fun in the sauna. He denied being attracted to you. He said it was only stress relief. I told him I thought so. He obviously liked my tits since he was always staring at them in the gym. So I told him to follow me to my car. In the car I offered him to touch my tits. He didn’t need encouragement. He was all over them. I opened his fly, grabbed his cock and jerked him off. What a beautiful big cock. He came all over your newspaper. I didn’t want the flood of his cum on my leather seats.”