A New Life 2
This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex. If this offends or bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a discussion of safe sex. If you have, comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com
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Over the next few weeks I met several other men. Roscoe introduced me to two of them. I encountered two others on my own. I was cleaning the studio in the evening after the main rush. The more heavy-duty jocks worked out at university owned facilities. The Studio with its Yoga inspired approach tended to attract more eccentric types. I also assumed the gay telegraph identified the Studio as a friendly place.
It was both private and low key. It was not on the published list of gay friendly places. That attracted less flamboyant men. Roscoe didn 't want to attract young men working their way through college financed by blow jobs and a flexible ass. Roscoe thought that was a poor deal for the young men. When you got older you discovered there was a time limit on being cute and young. He also noticed that the boys who tried that route aged quickly. You could easily look used.
One night, Roscoe told me two interesting men would be in the Sauna at 10:00. I was finishing my cleaning at that time and I stuck my head into the Sauna and told them I would be cleaning it in ten minutes. One of the men asked if I had tried the Sauna. I said no and he invited me to give it a try. It could be relaxing.
I stripped, grabbed a towel and joined them. The man who asked me in introduced himself as Joe and he called friend the Padre. I am Methodist and the name Padre did not tell me anything. I introduced myself as Oliver. Joe must have been Italian. He was a beefy hairy man with stubbly beard. I eventually realized it was his normal daily growth of beard. Both men were uncut.
My efforts to appear casual and uninterested were unsuccessful. I was puzzled since I did nothing to encourage them. I didn 't realize my cock was not with the program. I wasn 't quite erect, but I wasn 't soft either and my cock had tented my towel. Being half erect made my interests clear.
The Padre said the sauna was a good, quiet way to end the day. "I thought being naked with other men would be a problem, but I got used to it quite easily. It is surprisingly relaxing, " he said. "The sauna is private anyway. "
"Relaxing isn 't my strong suit, " I said. "Someone told me I needed a massage. "
"I can massage a small part of you, " Joe said. The sauna was small. I was standing and my towel slipped off; the men were sitting, Joe leaned over and wrapped his lips around my cock head. His tongue caressed the underside of my knob. Joe was a hairy, crude looking man, but the phrase "butterfly kisses " came to mind.
"Relax and let nature take its course, " the Padre said. "Don 't be afraid to let loose. Joe likes young men. He knows it's hard to hold back. "
"Are you interested, " I asked.
"I am, but I tend to like the tight confines of a man's back side. I have little self-control and I usually leave a little bit of me behind. Some men are troubled by that and can 't relax enough, " he said.
"Oliver's into it, " Joe said. "Do you mind if the Padre takes a turn sucking? " I said that was fine. The Padre began to suck me. Joe got behind me.
"I 've got a short, thick cock, " Joe said. "It stretches your hole but does a job on your prostate too. My pals call it the buff and shine. Some guys like my special, homemade polish. "
"Can I get a raincheck on that? I asked. I got excited and when Joe said yes, I lost it. The Padre took my load with obvious enjoyment. We broke apart and they got dressed and I cleaned the room. Joe told me that their regular night was Saturday.
That week I had to go to the city hall when I saw pictures of the City Council and department heads. Joe was the Fire Chief. When Saturday rolled around, I was near the Sauna and looked in. Joe and the Padre were happy I came by. I stripped and sat next to them.
"I 'm a little embarrassed to be here, " I said.
"When I was your age, I never passed up a chance to get naked with a guy, " Joe said. "I don 't do it much anymore, but I love it when it happens. "
"I thought about it but never did it. I was a good boy, " the Padre said.
"I think you are still a good boy, " Joe said. "You are good boy who likes to make friends. Oliver do you think we are leading you astray? "
"If I have been led astray, I sure seem to like it, " I replied.
"You have a good cock. Would you like to rear end us? " Joe asked. I was fully erect by then. The Padre stood up and he sat on my cock. It was lovely. I now know he had lubricated his ass, so my cock slid in effortlessly.
"Oh wow, " I moaned. "I 'm too close. "
The Padre stood up and then sat on my cock again. "Relax and let it loose, " he said. "Your cock has found a good place to unload. " I shot off and realized he would eventually be shooting off in me. We took a shower and I finished cleaning.
Sunday nights were slow. I had spent the day working at the labs on my battery and got back to the Lotus Studio at 9:00 PM. The Padre and Joe were there with Doc. I think Doc was a mental health counselor. I tried to pretend I was there just to clean, but they knew better.
Doc was small, slightly overweight and well equipped. "Joe told me you were sticking your toe into the Gay swimming pool, " Doc said. "Are you uneasy? "
"A little, but not really, " I replied. "I want to try new things and feel new things, and that urge overwhelms my unease. "
"Lust is that way! " Doc replied. "The old images of conquest and domination are still with us, but you are lucky you live in an age where homosexuality is more tolerated. It may be a grudging toleration, but it's better than it was. At least you can admit it to yourself. "
"I guess I 'm in the experimental stage. I 'm not sure what I want, " I said.
"As long as it's sex? " Doc asked.
I laughed and nodded.
"Joe, the Padre and I are pretty mellow. We 've been around and know the ropes. " Doc said. "By the way, ropes are definitely not on the agenda. We 're more in sex as play, none of us are looking for a long-term relationship. The Padre likes to fuck, but it is recreational not emotional. "
"Emotions get involved, don 't they? " I asked.
"They sure do. They are real too, but you need to wait and see if they last longer than your erection. I am always in love when I 'm shooting off. Don 't make any commitments while you are ejaculating and don 't propose and get married before the sperm has dried, " Doc counselled.
I laughed. "I can see you have a point but, it seems so superficial to just have sex for fun, " I said.
"Why not. You can play cards without gambling, and you don 't need to get drunk every time you drink. If you want to have fun with a willing man, who cares? Every man produces enough sperm to resettle the entire world. Why not share the wealth? " Doc said.
"Maybe I should have some fun with the Padre? " I asked.
"Oliver, that is your decision, not mine, " he replied as he and Joe left the sauna.
The Padre was alone in the sauna. "Did I offend you when we first met? I was much more direct then intended, " he said.
"It's good to have your cards on the table, " I said. "I know many men like to top. You were the first to come out and say it. "
"I was a late bloomer as a gay man. I met a man who was 100% bottom. I was enjoying my first trip up an ass and I lost control and shot off in him. He loved it; I more than loved it, " the Padre explained. "I had no idea a man could feel so much. This many seem perverse to you, but I have never fucked a virgin ass. I don 't know if it would be different. "
"You picked me? " I asked.
"This may sound even odder, but I thought you were the one. It was as if you were selected for me, " he replied. Somehow ten minutes later the Padre was working his cock into my ass. Oddly I think he may have been right; his cock belonged in my ass He was gentle and careful. It was more of a massage than a fuck. It belonged in me. His cock was thin, but his knob was fat. It felt like a toy playing in my behind.
It was odd to have a part of another man in me, it seemed like a novelty. As the novelty wore off, the pleasure grew. I could feel the Padre get more excited and knew he would soon breed me. Suddenly I felt him spurting. It wasn 't just sperm; it was his passion that forced his warm sperm into my ass. I felt him twitch and shiver with each ejaculation.
He pulled out. I rolled him over and thrust's my cock into him. I shot off on the second stroke. He ejaculated again. My spewing cock must have triggered his second orgasm. When I pulled out, he rolled over and I licked the sperm drooling from his cock. We both knew we had achieved what the Guru referred to as oneness. He went home and I finished cleaning the room.
Until then, I had been annoyed at the sticky remains of orgasms. I seemed to like it now. It was as if I was sharing in the ecstasy. A little later the Guru came by. He had been at a party and realized he had too much to drink, so he parked his car and was going to sleep it off at the studio.
He was surprised I was there and asked if I was in the mood for a quick fuck. I knew he was quite drunk, because he didn 't decorate his request with the oriental trappings he usually spouted. I was still on the high created by my interlude with the Padre. I wanted it to last and thought the Guru's cock might do it.
Looking back that was a stupid idea. It was stupid, trashy and demeaning. It was also 100% successful. I was relaxed and still a bit excited. The Guru was relaxed and very excited. He licked my ass and asked who had just fucked me. I told him it was the Padre.
"Damn, I wish my tongue was longer, " he said. "If I could get it all, I would be a happy man. I can almost taste his excitement, " he pushed his tongue deeper into me.
Seconds later, my legs were on his shoulders and his cock in my ass. "This may take a while, are you into a marathon? " he asked. I said that would be fine. He was hard enough to fuck, but it took a while to shoot off.
"I 'm going to eventually cum in you, " he said. "I love shooting into a used ass. Mixing my seed with another man's sperm is a turn on. " It wasn 't romantic at all, but his passion was real as was the pleasure I felt. The Guru obviously had a PhD in fucking, and I had a limited understanding of the variety of positions and techniques possible. All were successful. He shot off and then he sucked me off, falling asleep with my cock in his mouth. A little later, I went upstairs to bed.
A few days later the Guru told me there was a party on Sunday morning. "These are men I know, but they aren 't the most delicate and sensitive men I know, " he explained. "They are good friendly men, but a bit light on the social graces. I need to warn you that they are mostly older men. They will like you a lot. "
"You like them? " I asked.
He nodded. "They are mountain folk. Very down to earth. "
I knew I should have said no, but again, lust got the better of me. Sunday morning the Guru picked me up and we drove fifteen minutes into the country. We drove through some impressive brick gateposts and down a long drive to a mansion. The party was in a house to the rear of the mansion.
"The host, Don, doesn 't own the house; he is the caretaker, " the Guru explained. "The guests are mostly relatives or old pals. "
Don was a tall, thin, muscular man with an overgrown beard. I guessed he was in the late 50ies or early 60ies. He greeted us warmly. Inside there were six men. Three had beards like Don's, but they varied from being pitch black to snow white. Uncle Gussy had the white beard, cousin Gussy had the black one and the third they called Delmont. The other three men were beefy bear types, Hank, Tank and Doofus. They had been the tackles on a high school football team and the nicknames stuck.
"Well, the gang's all here, " Don said. "You remember the Guru. His new sidekick is Oliver. Make them feel welcome. Oliver is young and cute so don 't wear him out. Let's get naked and get down to business. " The men were wearing a combination of well used overalls, flannel shirts and T-shirts. A little later, it was clear they looked better naked than when they were dressed.
Hank and Don were in good shape and obviously worked out. Uncle Gussy and Cousin Gussy were thin and scrawny. The rest were hairy, beefy bears. I was 15 years younger than any of them. I was the focus of attention, but I hadn 't been able to finish checking out their equipment before Tank and Cousin Gussy cozied up to me.
"Your Guru was just plain sex crazed Bobby when I knew him in school, " Cousin Gussy told me. "Did he give you the line about liking to be the first to fuck a guy? " I nodded. "Bobby doesn 't lie, but he tends to embellish some. I assume he has done you. He was the first man to fuck me too. I loved it. "
"I liked it too, " I said.
"I 've got more of a battering ram type cock. It's a challenge, but guys come back for seconds, if you get my drift, " he added. "Tank his more of an asshole massage artist. He takes his time. Does it bother you when a guy you just met shoves his cock up your ass? "
"I think it should, but it hasn 't bothered me yet, " I replied.
"I was brought up to think sex was only for baby making. If you were married you could do it, but that was the only time. The Guru taught me a cock was a toy to have fun with. He later introduced me to my prostate. It 's hard to get to, but good. He also told me that a hard cock is a blunt instrument with no fingernails and no sharp edges, " Tank explained. "Here sex is a team sport where everyone wins. "
"There is one big problem with fucking. You can never tell if it's going to good or bad before you fuck. " Cousin Gussy said. "It is always trial and error. "
"What is your track record on getting fucked? " I asked.
"I have only a few bad experiences; a lot of good ones and a few spectacular successes, " Tank said. "Drinking too much was the main reason for the bad ones. I also don 't recommend picking up guys in the dark! "
"Amen brother, " Cousin Gussy exclaimed. "I can say the guys here are all good, even in the light, as long as you aren 't looking for movie star good looks. "
Tank laughed, "Gussy, Oliver can tell we aren 't movie star material. I guess you 've figured out that we would all like to fuck you? " he asked. I nodded.
"Wanting to fuck you and doing it are up to you, not us. If things are too much or not going right let me know, I 'll stop things right there, " Tank added. "They know the rules as well as I do. They should give you some warning if they are close to shooting. You can ask them to pull out. "
My cock was doing its usual thing, getting hard. Cousin Gussy dropped to his knees and began sucking me. I later found out that Gussy and Tank were assigned to welcome me and to test my sexual skills. They found I both sucked and liked to be sucked and my ass was open for business. I could also multi-task. I could take a cock in my ass as I sucked,
Looking back maybe I should have played hard to get and hold back some. I loved sucking Cousin Gussy's cock and his cock juices drove me crazy. I hardly noticed what Tank was doing until his cockhead was approaching my sphincter. A few seconds later his thick cock rammed my prostate and I loved it. His cock stretched me, but it rammed my prostate a second later and all was well.
Tank was right. His cock gently massaged my prostate sending sexual shivers through my body. Cousin Gussy relocated so I could fuck him. He moaned as my cock went deeper into him. I was the filling of a fuck sandwich. As Tank pushed deeper into me, I pushed deeper into Gussy.
"I 'm not just shooting off. I 'm lubricating your ass, " Tank said. "Are you okay with that? " I said yes. I felt him ejaculating and then he pulled out. Maybe a few seconds later Don was at my ass. He was much longer and just as thick as Tank. Before I knew what was happening his pubic hairs were ticking my ass. I gasped for air. I didn 't know exactly what I was feeling, but I liked it.
Cousin Gussy moved and he kissed me. I opened my eyes and saw Uncle Gussy fucking him.
"Cousin Gussy doesn 't get lovey-dovey unless he really tuned on, " his Uncle said. "The first time that happened I was fucking him behind a bush at a rest stop. It was pitch black and I had no idea who he was. When I found out it was my nephew, I was embarrassed. We worked things out and I introduced him to my playmates. I figured that was a better class of cocks than at the rest stop. "
"I 'm shooting, " Don said. It was like a firehose in my ass. His cum tickled.
"If you could take Cousin Gussy's now, I 'd appreciate it, " Uncle Gussy said. "You 'll need a break after that. "
Cousin Gussy fucked steam engine style. Uncle Gussy had a gentle almost caressing approach to sucking. Cousin Gussy and I shot off together as Uncle Gussy milked every drop of cum from my cock. We had a nice rest period. I think it was more of a recharge period. The rest was good for all of us. I hadn 't noticed Delmont much, but I discovered he like to lick cum from well used asses.
From Delmont's point of view, I was the main attraction. He licked the sperm dripping from my ass. He also seemed to have a long tongue and he tongue probed my hole for more sperm. A little later I was slipping my cock into Tank's ass.
We all took a trip to the shower and the second half of the party was mostly sucking and me fucking the other guests. I had taken enough cocks in the first half of the party to prove I was a good sport and accommodating. While I suspected their asses were well used, they were tight and welcoming.
That night after I went home, I was shocked at what I had done at the party. It was all but unbelievable to be a participant at a wild orgy. I was used as a sexual plaything and then used the other men for the same thing.
Being there and participating was shocking enough, but I was more shocked at how much I enjoyed it. It seemed that I was okay with wild, crazy sex. That was the last thing I expected.