I used to box years ago, but coaches and sparring partners said my height – 6’3”- and weight – 225 – worked against me. I persisted for a while but envied the shorter, more compact guys I’d see around the gym. They were real light on their feet and comfortable in their movements. One of them liked to grab my arms and shoulders a lot when he was instructing me to get me to relax and loosen up. Mostly he’d have his gloves on, but a few times when working out, he’d use his bare hand in helpful ways to position my upper body and legs into different stances.. I started to look forward to this attention he was paying to me. Finally, after going a few rounds with him one day I jokingly mentioned
he enjoyed feeling me up. He laughed, adding he’d like to give me a rubdown. There was a back room next to the showers used for massages where you could lock the door. We’d seen each other naked often at the lockers and in the shower, but that day when I stripped in that room to get on the table I was almost totally hard. What can I say – he liked what he saw. Locking the door, he then gave me the best blow job (though not the first) I ever had from a guy. He became a serious part of my sexual life for months afterward, though my interest in boxing faded, it didn’t in him. He said he always liked guys built like me – and I sure enjoyed his 5’7” of solid muscularity – along with his boner – 3” bigger than mine.. And low hangers that dangled like a punching bag under it. Damn, how he loved me to suck those “boys” of his.
Fowler, loved reading your response to boxers, you wrote a perfect progression of how we sometimes meat a mate we enjoy seeing especially if he is turn on mentally in the locker room. your response made me envious because I also like 5’7″ muscled studs.
I used to box years ago, but coaches and sparring partners said my height – 6’3”- and weight – 225 – worked against me. I persisted for a while but envied the shorter, more compact guys I’d see around the gym. They were real light on their feet and comfortable in their movements. One of them liked to grab my arms and shoulders a lot when he was instructing me to get me to relax and loosen up. Mostly he’d have his gloves on, but a few times when working out, he’d use his bare hand in helpful ways to position my upper body and legs into different stances.. I started to look forward to this attention he was paying to me. Finally, after going a few rounds with him one day I jokingly mentioned
he enjoyed feeling me up. He laughed, adding he’d like to give me a rubdown. There was a back room next to the showers used for massages where you could lock the door. We’d seen each other naked often at the lockers and in the shower, but that day when I stripped in that room to get on the table I was almost totally hard. What can I say – he liked what he saw. Locking the door, he then gave me the best blow job (though not the first) I ever had from a guy. He became a serious part of my sexual life for months afterward, though my interest in boxing faded, it didn’t in him. He said he always liked guys built like me – and I sure enjoyed his 5’7” of solid muscularity – along with his boner – 3” bigger than mine.. And low hangers that dangled like a punching bag under it. Damn, how he loved me to suck those “boys” of his.
Fowler, loved reading your response to boxers, you wrote a perfect progression of how we sometimes meat a mate we enjoy seeing especially if he is turn on mentally in the locker room. your response made me envious because I also like 5’7″ muscled studs.