Daddy Bear

I’m surprised to find Frank waiting outside the leisure centre when I arrive. I greet the women as normal.

“Morning, Carter,” he says with a smile.

“Morning, you’re here early today.” My heart is beating fast and hard in my chest as I hope it is because of me that’s he’s early.

“I have an early meeting, so I need to head off sharp.”

“Oh, I see.” I hope the disappointment doesn’t show in my voice.

The receptionist opens the doors and we walk into the centre, heading to the changing room; Frank walks beside me.

Heading to my usual locker, Frank goes to the same one opposite me and we both undress. I’m fighting the temptation to turn and look at him with every bit of strength I can muster. I open the locker and take off my clothes, standing naked whilst I put them in the locker.

“Perhaps we can swim together? Give each other some motivation?” he says giving me an excuse to turn and look at him.

He is standing naked, staring at me, I scan up and down his body noticing his cock is semi-hard and looking as tasty as ever. My cock is already swelling at the sight of him.

“Yeah, that would be good, it will make a change to swim with someone,” I reply, trying to keep my eyes fixed on his.

I catch sight of him giving his balls a squeeze and a little tug of his cock as he gives me a sly smile. Is he doing that to get my attention or is it just one of those things guys do, playing with our cocks whenever we get the chance? My cheeks burn and I can feel my cock getting harder as I look at him, so I swiftly turn to face the lockers. I can’t explain why I’m getting embarrassed about him seeing my erection when what I really want is for him to grab hold of me and fuck me senseless. It’s probably because I don’t know if he fancies me or not. I pull on my trunks and adjust my cock to hide my erection. Closing the locker, I turn back to face him and he is wearing his purple trunks, his cock visibly hard stretching the material.

“Shall we hit the pool then?” he asks.

“Yeah.”

He walks behind me down the corridor past the showers and out into the pool area. We get into the water and swim thirty lengths together, I’m impressed how fit he is considering he is much older than me. Once we finish the lengths, we head to the showers. My cock stiffens again at the thought of seeing him naked in the shower. Hanging my towel outside I head to my usual shower, Frank takes the one to my right side. Standing on the button he presses it with his foot and water pours down onto him.

I can’t resist looking at him now and then, he looks so fucking hot as he closes his eyes and lets the water cascade onto his head, it runs down his back and chest. His hands slide over his thick, hairy chest. My cock is rock hard now, stretching against my trunks as I admire every inch of his gorgeous, tanned body.

I could easily reach out and touch him, he is that close. He hasn’t removed his trunks, so I keep mine on, taking some body wash from the bottle on the wall I lather up. Frank catches my attention as I see him slide his trunks off, kicking them free from his feet. He is now naked next to me, his cock semi-hard, the foreskin pulled back off the head. Making my heart thud in my chest as I watch him, he is turning me on so much it's only my trunks keeping my cock in place. Getting the body wash in his hands he rubs it over his chest.

I try to look casual as I wash, I know I have to remove my trunks at some point, so I’m trying to think of something to distract me so my cock will soften, but with no success. I decide to go for it; slipping my hands under the waistband of my trunks, I slide them to the floor.

Standing, I kick them free, my cock is hard, pointing towards the ceiling, but I can’t do anything about it. Still watching Frank out of the corner of my eye, he lathers his cock, sliding it into his fist, pulling his foreskin back and forth. I’m sure I see him glancing down at my cock as he rubs his own and plays with his balls.

I take my cock in my hand and rub the body wash all over it before sliding my hand up and down the shaft. I take a deep breath and turn to look at Frank, he has his eyes closed and is washing his hair, his cock fully erect, the foreskin stretched tight from the head. Fuck, I want to get down on my knees and take it into my mouth, to hear him moaning my name as I lick and suck his cock. My cock is rock hard and twitching as I think about giving him a blowjob.

He washes the soap from his hair and body, then turns towards me.

“I see I need not worry about the state of my cock then,” he says giving me a smile as he glances down at my hard cock.

“Hey, we’re guys, it happens,” I reply, trying to sound casual about the situation.

He laughs at my reply. Finishing in the shower, we both grab our towels and head back to the changing room. Our cocks are still semi-hard. Frank throws his towel on the bench and unloads his locker. I do the same, enjoying every minute we get to spend naked together.

“So, are you here about this time every morning, including the weekends?” he asks.

“Yeah, I find it the best time to swim as there’s few people about and I enjoy the quiet.”

“I hope I’m not intruding on your quiet time.”

“No, not at all, it’s nice to have someone to chat with and competition in the pool is good.”

He picks up his towel and dries himself as I dry myself.

“Well, if I talk too much and begin to annoy you, let me know. Living on my own, I tend to chat a lot when I meet people.”

“No problem. You said the other day you’re new to the area, what made you move here? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Oh, it’s a long story, but I broke up with my ex four months ago and wanted a new beginning. I couldn’t deal with his mood swings anymore, then work had an opportunity in this area so I took it and moved.”

My heartbeat quickens in my chest as I pick up on the words “ex” and “his”. Not only is this guy fucking hot as hell, but he is also gay.

“Sorry to hear about your ex; guys can be jerks. Have you got any friends in the area?”

“I’m slowly getting to know people at work but most of them are married and wrapped up in their family lives, so not many opportunities to build friendships.”

We are getting dressed as we continue chatting.

“That’s a shame, you will have to hit the bars in London it’s always a good place to meet people.” I’m not sure why I said that, suggesting he go looking for someone.

“Yeah, I will do that at some point. I’m still getting settled at the moment.”

We are both dressed by the end of the conversation.

“Well, I look forward to seeing you tomorrow,” he says with a smile and a look that I’m sure kind of hints that he likes me. But that could just be me jumping to conclusions as normal.

“Have a good day, see you tomorrow.”

He picks up his bag and heads out of the changing room. I stand still for a while staring at the space opposite me thoughts of him race around my head. I now know he is gay, does he fancy me? That’s a different matter. Tomorrow can’t come quick enough. I want to spend more time with him, get to know more about him, see him naked with his cock hard. What I want more than anything is to be naked in his arms. He is so handsome; I want to feel his strong muscular arms holding me tight to his body.

My cock stiffens again in my trousers as I imagine us together in the shower. But now I need to head off to work, goddamn he is going to be on my mind again all day and night.

Friday.

I rush enthusiastically to the leisure centre, my heart thudding against the wall of my chest. My cock is already stiff in my joggers with the thoughts of Frank naked in the shower. When I arrive, he is standing outside, talking to the two women. I realise I don’t even know their names, although I have seen them every morning for the last year. They all say good morning as I approach them. Frank smiles at me and my hands sweat as I look at him.

The dark hair of his beard makes his teeth look even brighter white than normal.

“How are you this morning?” he asks. His deep sexy voice makes me tingle all over.

“I’m good, ready for a nice swim.”

The receptionist unlocks the door and we head into the building. I walk alongside Frank, desperately resisting the urge to touch him, this guy turns me on, unlike anyone I have ever dated. Possibly because he is older and way fucking hot, I have only dated guys around my age before, although I’ve always lusted over real masculine bear guys.

“The usual thirty lengths today,” he says.

“As always, it’s enough to keep me fit.”

“You definitely are fit.” His words catch me off guard and I feel my face warm.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to embarrass you.”

“You didn’t, but I wasn’t expecting you to say that.”

“I’m just speaking the truth.”

That comment makes me blush even more as we reach the changing room and undress, facing each other across the room.

“Well, thanks,” I reply, struggling for the right words to say as I remove my shirt. I would ordinarily face the lockers when getting undressed, but today I want to watch him.

He strips off and I can tell his cock is semi-hard. I would love to feel him pressed against me, his cock leaking pre-cum between our bodies as he digs his fingers into my arse and pulls my cheeks apart. My cock stiffens as I daydream about me and him.

“Come on, slowcoach, what you daydreaming about?” he asks, his voice pulling me out of the dream.

“Sorry, just things on my mind today,” I reply, turning to towards the lockers. I strip off my joggers and slip on my trunks, hurriedly throwing my things into the locker.

“Ready.”

We walk down the corridor past the showers into the pool area. Getting into the water, we swim along together, not speaking much, but there still seems to be a connection between us. Once we finish the thirty lengths, we get out of the pool, grab our towels, and head to the showers.

Standing next to each other under the showerheads I can almost feel the heat of his skin against mine. He pushes down on the button and water cascades from the shower onto his body. I do the same, sneaking looks at him when I think he is distracted by the shower. I remove my trunks first today, sliding them down my legs to the floor, I kick them to the side and give my cock and balls a squeeze.

He removes his trunks and his cock is hard, causing mine to stiffen more. Taking a handful of body wash, he rubs his hands over this chest, the soapsuds running over his abs and dripping into his pubic hair. He is only a foot away from me; the thought of feeling his gorgeous hairy body in my hands sends shivers down my spine and my skin tingles. I’m too shy to make a move like that, though, the fear of his reaction if I have misinterpreted things makes me keep my hands to myself.

I watch his hands glide over his chest, then down to his abs as he massages the body wash into his skin. Licking my lips as his cock stiffens, his foreskin pulls back away from the head as it raises towards his body. Lathering up my chest, my hands soon slide down and grasp my cock. I close my eyes and lean my head back as the pleasure of my hand sliding along my shaft flows through me. Opening my eyes, I look back at Frank; he is now massaging his balls and stroking his shaft. His eyes connect with mine.

Time seems to stop as we stare deep into each other, I can see the desire within him as his eyes search mine, trying to read my thoughts. My lips part as my tongue pushes out, licking along my lower lip, giving him the sign he has been searching for.

He moves closer and my body tenses as I feel his hand slide over my arse. I stop stroking my cock and turn to face him, our bodies covered in soap bubbles. My acceptance of his touch gives him a green light. Pulling me into his body I feel his cock slide against mine as they become trapped between us. His other hand grabs my arse and crushes my cheeks with his strong grip. The coarse hair of his beard brushes against my face as I feel his breath warm my lips.

Any thoughts or worries of where we are drain from my mind as his lips meet mine. The thick hair on his chest makes my nipples stiffen as it rubs against them. His mouth, rough and raw, kisses me, my body giving into his strong, muscular hands, his tongue pushes into my mouth, searching for mine. He moves me back onto the shower wall, grinding his rock-hard cock into me as he continues exploring my mouth. I have been yearning for this all week, wanting to be in this daddy’s arms. Sliding my hands over his back, tracing along his spine, down to rest above his arse, I pull him tighter into me as I grind my cock between our wet, soapy bodies. The showers switch off as we lose ourselves within each other. His hands grab my arms as he bites my lower lip, then softly nibbles his way down to the nape of my neck. All the time we continue grinding our cocks together, I can feel my balls tightening, preparing to release the frantic pleasure building inside me. Our thrusting gets faster as we both edge towards the point of no return.

Every inch of my smooth skin is tingling as his hairs rub against my skin. The sensation of being caressed by an older man is something I have dreamed of many times. My breath is quickening as I moan.

“I’m going to come.” I growl the words, breathless and panting as I thrust against him.

“So am I,” he whispers.

My legs tremble and my fingers dig into his waist as my cum shoots between us, I press my mouth into his shoulder to stifle my moans. He rams his cock against me, feeling the warmth of my cum with every push. He roars noisily as his body convulses into mine, his cock exploding, pumping thick, warm cum against my skin. His voice echoing around the shower room, I’m surprised nobody hears him, he was that loud. We both hold each other tight as we pant for breath.

After a while, he steps back from me and admires my cum-soaked body.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a few days now,” he says whilst trying to control his breathing.

“I’ve wanted it since I almost walked into you on Monday.”

He smiles at me. “You’re one sexy lad.”

“You’re a fucking hot daddy,” I reply as I rub the cum into my stomach. He laughs at me. “What’s funny?”

“Being called a daddy.”

“Sorry, don’t you like that?”

“It’s fine, it made me laugh to hear it.”

“Oh, okay.”

“We best get cleaned up or we will be late for work.”

I agree with him and we both shower off the sticky mess left by our session. We don’t speak much as we get dressed and Frank seems to rush out of the changing room.

“I’ve got to rush, see you in the morning,” he says as he leaves the changing room.

I stand and stare at the empty doorway; my insecurities mess with my mind as I wonder if he regrets what had happened. Well, tomorrow will tell, I say to myself, trying to calm my mind as I finish getting dressed. Either way, being with him was really great. I want more of him and hopefully, he wants more of me.

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