Runner`s bouncing cocks, part I

And no, the runner's in my raced didn't look like this.

Until my coming-out drama four years ago, I was a dedicated runner and had competed in several full marathons. I loved running!

I would love to run again but it might not be the best activity for my spinal arthritis and degraded vertebrae which I posted about here.  I'm still thinking about it.

I hadn't realized, until writing this post, how closely my running career was tied to my miserable marriage and my unrecognized gayness in my late 30s and early 40s.  But this post became too long so I'll save the other half for Wednesday.

Every gay runner will know that the major benefit to completing in races is being in close contact with lean, fit, sexy men with beautiful legs and amazing asses.  Recently I volunteered at a major running race as a traffic warden, manning a road barrier downtown.  The event was certified as a qualifying race for the Boston Marathon;  quite a big deal which attracted elite athletes from all over North America. 

Of course, the only reason I volunteered to get a close-up view of the many hundreds and hundreds of beautiful athletic men, front and back.  When I ran marathons, the view of the muscular ass in front of me was fantastic! .... but there is no substitute for the front view of cocks bouncing and jiggling in spandex or onionskin shorts.

I chatted all day long with countless hot men from my volunteer's position; runners heading to the start line, hottie spectators cheering on their girlfriends and sweaty runners who had finished the race and were returning to their cars.  Other runners had dropped off personal items with me during the race and came back to retrieve them.  This gave me an opportunity to shake their hands, chat and admire their physiques at close range.

One athletic, 40ish guy glanced sharply at me as he walked by with his grim-faced wife and then instantly snapped his head back forward.  OMFG!  I sucked his cock in the back seat of my car last year!!

And the runners didn't disappoint! Hot men in spandex or flimsy running shorts everywhere.... beautiful, lean bodies, muscular thighs, amazing asses, jiggling cocks of all sizes. 

Did you know that the longer the pendulum, the slower it moves back and forth?  There were many little cocks jiggling back and forth wildly while the long, pendulous ones had a much slower frequency, BOING....BOING...BOING.... 

As it was a chilly morning so many men were in running tights showing their beautiful curved thighs, and asses, with cocks and balls outlined.  Some of them did such a fantastic job in filling out the front of their tights.... Beautiful!   

At the height of the race, I literally became dizzy as I snapped my head back and forth, attempting to look at the front sides and backsides of the hundreds of men running past.  It was impossible to check all of them out and I know I missed some beautiful sights.  Darn!

It was a fantastic day!  I spent the entire seven hours consumed with lust, in a state of continuous horniness.   I that know that I sound like some sex-crazed teenager, but I make no apologies for that;  that's why I volunteered!