A Day at the Y

he other day I was visiting my hometown and happened to drive by the local YMCA on my way home. That was the place where my friends and I used to go to play basketball and swim. We used to have pick up games that lasted for hours. You could almost always count on there being someone around to get a game of HORSE or enough for a three on three game. There seemed to be only two kinds of people at the "Y" in those days. Young guys and what we thought of as old men.

You never saw the old men in the gym. Only in the pool and the showers. We always used to think it was because everyone swam in the nude at the Y and the old men wanted to see the young boy's cocks. But there wasn't much to see on thirteen to sixteen year old boys. Some of the old men had sizable cocks and many had balls that hung down lower than their cock.

My drive by brought back a memory of a particular day when I went looking for a game. I had just turned sixteen two weeks earlier and was full of myself because I was now driving legally. I checked out a ball and went to the gym. I was there shooting around for about an hour and still no one came, so I decided to take a shower and go home early. I put my shorts and T shirt in my locker and went into the shower. It was kind of spooky because it seemed to be empty. When I entered one man was just leaving and there was no else except an old man standing under the shower in the corner facing the wall.

I turned on a shower on the opposite wall and started to lather up. As I was washing the old man turned facing me with his head back using his hands to rinse his hair. I looked over and was transfixed. He had the biggest cock I had every seen. His balls were hanging down about four inches and his cock was another three or four inches longer than that. It was limp but fat and full. It like the old man was wrinkly but I couldn't take my eyes off of it. The old man must have noticed my mouth agape because he said "nice isn't? I stammered for a minute being caught looking at his cock and then said, "it's the nicest one I've ever seen." He smiled and asked if I would like to see it angry. I was still looking at it and told him, "I sure would." He said for me to come over there to get a closer look. I looked around and we were still alone so I went over to him. When I got there he put his hand under his cock and it literally hung over the side it was so long. It looked like a very thick snake bouncing around. Before I knew what he had done he reached over and took my hand and laid his cock in it. It was the most natural thing in the world to close my fingers around it. I was fascinated by it. It was truly a thing of beauty. If cocks were movies this would win the Oscar every time.