This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again remind you that I have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and have included no gestures toward common sense either. Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments.
Guys 5
By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com, bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@excite.com
When we got home the entire house smelled of Italian food. Roger was cooking and the house was permeated with the smell of sauce. Bob guessed it was pizza, but I bet it was something more than that. We went to the bedrooms to clean up and rest for a minute. Washington requires a lot of walking. Bernie came in and stripped for a shower. Afterward he asked us to go to the dorm room where the other guys were. He had an announcement.
"Coach is going off to Georgetown tonight to see some friends. It will be Roger and I watching over you tonight." Bernie announced and he paused. "We had a good time last night in our bedrooms. I said then we could only enjoy ourselves if we keep this quiet. Are you all still willing to keep this quiet? I mean, not a word. Ever?" Bob stood up.
"I don't know about the other guys, but I've never had sex with a man and never even suspected that anyone wanted to do it with me." Bob said. "I've no idea what you are talking about!" Bob was rubbing his crotch while maintaining the look of offended modesty. Everyone laughed. "Seriously, I would never get anyone into trouble for doing something I want to do myself!" There was a murmur of approval.
"Well, Roger told he had two friends who would like to meet you, if you're interested. I have no idea what they are like, other than Roger likes them and says they are good guys. He also said, they were really excited about meeting some young guys." We talked between ourselves and all agreed to have the additional guests.
I was a bit uneasy, but excited. Roger was tall, thin and good looking. I figured he could pick and chose partners and guessed the men were okay. I talked with Will about it.
"Maybe they're trolls!" I said.
"Shit, the way I feel now, as long as the troll has a cock, I'd be happy." Will replied. "Last night we played around a little, but it was better with Sarge and the Chief. They knew what they were doing."
"We'll see soon enough." I said. "Last night was really good with Bernie. He's hung like a horse and willing to do just about anything." Dinner was ready. We went downstairs and Roger produced a huge meal. At the center of the table was Lasagna, but it was surrounded by other dishes, all unusual, not one of which was familiar to me. Everything tasted wonderful. We were helping clean up the table when the doorbell rang. Roger and Bernie answered the door. They spoke for a few moments and let a man in. He looked like a recruiting poster for the Marines, except older.
"Boys, let me introduce you to Wellington." Bernie said, He then took him around and introduced Wellington to us individually. Wellington was a good six-foot three and stood ramrod straight. He looked like the Marlboro man. He was dressed in a turtleneck that exposed his muscular chest and his slacks appeared to be designed to show off his basket.
The doorbell rang a second time. The conversation at the door was longer this time. Eventually a short heavy man entered. He was bald with a gray beard. A third man entered. He was slightly built, of average height and had a blond beard. I suddenly recognized him as a correspondent for a television network. They were introduced as Gus and Phil.
Gus was as close to being a troll as I could imagine and as luck would have it he decided to talk to me. He had a deep voice and when I got to look at him closely I discovered my original impression was wrong. He was average in height. His bulk made him look shorter. He didn't seem to be flabby either. He looked solid and massive.
I talked with him for a few minutes and realized he was a smart man and was probably way up in the government. He was very interested in our flood experiences and seemed to know a lot about the emergency services. Bob joined us and soon we had a spirited discussion about what had worked well and what didn't. He seemed to be genuinely interested in our impressions and ideas. Looking back, I realized that taking a 18-year-old seriously is extremely flattering. It may have been a ploy to get us to have sex with him. If it was, it worked.
We were talking and hadn't noticed that the room was getting empty as guys went off to play. There was a lull in the conversation. I looked around and noticed we were alone with only Bernie and Will talking on the other side of the room.
"Where did everyone go?" Gus asked. He was surprised.
"I think everyone has gone upstairs to . . . " Bob paused, "relax. I wouldn't mind some relaxation myself." I didn't believe Bob was so forward, then I remembered he had sex with his Uncle. Gus was a dream boat compared to him.
"That sure sounds good to me." Gus replied. "Let me warn you though. If you like bears, I'm your man. If hairy men turn you off, you won't find me attractive. I've had a few odd experiences with this, so I know it isn't worth the effort."
"What kind of experiences?" Bob asked.
"You know, you get turned on, get a guy home, get naked and he laughs at you." Gus said. "When I said hairy, I meant hairy." He said this in a light tone of voice, but I knew these were painful experiences. I hadn't planned to do anything with him, but after that I felt like I had no choice.
"Hairy's good for me." I said. We went to my bedroom. It was empty, so we stripped naked and Bob was on Gus' cock in a split second. Gus had a coat of hair covering every inch of him. As I felt him, I found the pelt covered a solid, muscular man. I touched his tits and he shivered a little.
"Bob. This guy's hairy everywhere except his eyeballs!" I said. "A nice and thick pelt." Gus laughed. He sat back on the bed and motioned for me to straddle him, so he could suck my cock. I was more than willing to do that. He sucked me a few times and then told me to rotate 180 degrees. When I did this, he deep throated my cock and I went to heaven.
Bob remained firmly attached to Gus' cock. After a few minutes of Gus' sucking I was ready to shoot, so I pulled out. I didn't want to cum too soon, I said.
"Why don't you take Bob's place and I will suck him for a while?" Gus suggested. Bob was willing so we traded positions. I hadn't seen Gus' cock since Bob had it in his mouth ever since Gus dropped his pants. There are mushroom heads and there are mushroom heads. Gus possessed the king of mushrooms. It was helmet shaped and the piss slit must have been a half inch wide. The shaft was thick too, but the flared edge of the head was very pronounced.
Gus had big hairy balls and Bob had sucked them into overdrive. I worked my tongue into the slit to intercept the sweet precum which oozed in a steady stream. I worked a finger into his ass and discovered Gus had already lubricated it. My finger slipped deep into his ass. Nothing was off limits for Gus. This turned me on immediately.
"This man needs to be fucked." I said as I got his legs on my shoulders. My cock was at his hole and I applied some pressure and it slipped in to the hilt. It felt great, but Gus began to squeeze his ass and I found myself in a playful tug of war between my cock and his sphincter. He had clamped down so tightly my cock felt as if it was trapped in his hole. He began to rotate his ass and I couldn't believe how good it felt.
Bob was moaning in pleasure too. It was hard to believe Gus could concentrate on the cock in his ass and the cock in his mouth at the same time, but he was doing it and doing it well. I was on the edge of shooting when Bernie and Will entered the room.
"Do you mind if we use the other bed?" Will asked. Bob, Gus and I disentangled ourselves.
"The more the merrier!" Gus said as he released his vice like grip on my cock and I relaxed some. An orgasm was no longer imminent. Bob had freed his cock from Gus' mouth and Gus was watching the two new men. Bernie stripped and turned toward us.
"Is that thing real?" Gus asked as he caught a glimpse of the horse cock.
"It sure is." Bernie replied. "Will here wants to take a ride on it. I'm not sure he can take it, but he's willing to try."
"Well, if you want to give him a demonstration, I'm willing!" Gus said. "And able! Damn, I love them big!" Bernie laughed.
"Roger told me you like younger meat. It looks like you have a fresh cock in your ass already." Bernie said. I thought at first that Bernie didn't want to fuck Gus, but he was stoking his cock to full erection. "I wouldn't mind doing a little demonstration. Will, would you mind seeing how a real bottom slut takes a cock?"
"Truthfully speaking, I wouldn't mind at all." Will said. "But I really want something in my ass soon." It always surprised me when a good-looking guy like Will confessed lusting. I felt that way, but Will was a dream boat by the standards of the high school. I was a nerd.
"We've got five cocks in this room!" Bernie said. "Johnny's already warming up Gus, why don't you bend over and give Bob a chance to open you up?" Bob and Will both looked uneasy. Bernie laughed. "You boys are used to being fucked by strangers, aren't you? There is nothing wrong with playing with friends. Bob's young, but he's good at it."
Will looked uncomfortable but he got on his back on the bed and put his legs on Bob's shoulders. I lubricated them and Bob slowly worked his cock into Will's ass. All trace of being uncomfortable vanished when Bob hit Will's prostate. Two or three strokes later they were both obviously enjoying themselves. Bernie came over to Gus and fingered the older man's ass. I coated the monster cock with lubricant.
"You have some poppers?" Gus asked. Bernie went to his shaving kit and took out a bottle. Gus looked pleased.
"Lovebirds!" Bernie said. "Get over here and watch. You wanted a demonstration?" I thought Bob and Will would stop fucking. Will got on his stomach and hung his ass over the edge of the bed. Bob sunk his cock deep into Will's ass. Will looked relieved to have a cock back in his hole. We all had a good view of Gus' cock and of Bernie's preparations.
Bernie's cock wasn't pretty. It was big with protruding veins that were accentuated by the lubricant. He placed it at Gus' hole and pushed the head in.
"Oh baby!" Gus moaned. "Give me a snort of the Rush." I opened the bottle and he inhaled. "Ram me good!" Bernie did not do what he was told. He pulled his cock out. His head, usually enshrouded in the foreskin, was naked and glistening. Ooze was dripping from his piss slit. He looked at me and I gave him the bottle and he took a deep sniff and gave it back to me. The entire cock vanished into Gus' ass.
"Hot Damn!" Will said. Bob tried a snort from the bottle, then Will, then me. The next few minutes were a bit confused. There was a lot of fucking and sucking. Gus' cock became the object of my desire and I tried to deep throat it. When I came up for air, Will was on it. I had a frantic desire to suck cock and felt a void in my ass that could only be filled by cock. I felt as if we were all trying to squeeze every bit of pleasure we could out of our bodies and those of our playmates.
Gus was out of it completely as Bernie pumped him at a good pace. Bernie pulled out all the way, except for the tip of his head, then rammed it in. I watch Gus shudder and shiver every time the cock crossed home plate. Will gave up trying to suck Gus as Bob's relentless pounding continued. You could feel Bob and Will becoming best friends. Will moved to give Bob a better angle of attack. I thought it was remarkable no one had shot off yet.
Suddenly there was cum everywhere. Gus came in my mouth. Bernie pulled out and sprayed Gus and me with his seed. Will stood up shooting cum everywhere from his rock hard cock, trapping Bob's cock in his ass. Bob was almost having convulsions as he rear loaded Will.
I alone hadn't cum. Everyone was winded, so I went off to the dorm room to see how they were doing. Just outside the door I met Phil. He was wearing jockey shorts. I was naked. He was carefully groomed with short, close-cropped hair and matching beard. He shaved below his beard to a line below his shirt collar location. The close-cropped hair was continuous below this line. He was tanned and the skin color and hair color almost matched.
"Hello," he asked. "I was watching the action in the room. It wasn't hot enough for you?"
"Nope, I'm just a fifth wheel there." I said. Phil put his hand on my shoulder.
"Do you have some time to relax? You look excited." Phil stoked my cock. I reached into his shorts and touched his equipment.
"You're a bit excited yourself, aren't you?" I asked. He gave a sheepish grin.
"I'm afraid you're right about that." he said. I dropped to my knees, slipped down his shorts and began to suck. "You're a mind reader too, I see." he added. Seconds later we were 69ing on the floor.
Phil was relaxed once I started to suck and I was comfortable. I relaxed too and we took our time exploring our cocks. It was almost leisurely. This was a new experience for me, since I was so accustomed to getting done before we were caught. I had never sucked a cock of a famous person before. Phil was beautiful. I had seen him on the television many times, but hadn't focused on his physical looks.
After Gus, I felt as if I had graduated from the frog to the prince. Thinking back, I realized I had misjudged Gus. He was a nice man and was a great lover, but it was nice to be with a really attractive man. I also would have guessed that a well-known guy like Phil would have been stuck up. He seemed downright grateful I wanted to suck him. He was 55 or so and I was 18. He told me he liked younger guys. I liked older men and we were well matched.
The sex was nice, but quiet and I thought it was unexceptional. It remained unexceptional until I had an orgasm that lasted an hour. It wasn't really an hour, but compared to my usual, it was long. There was actually a pause between ejaculations. I shot, felt calm, then the pressure built up again and the next volley spurted from my cock. The same feeling I get before the first ejaculation, repeated for each subsequent one. Phil ate every drop.
Afterwards we got up and went looking for the other guys. Gus and Bernie had rallied and were ready to go again. Will and Bob were just as horny as they had been before. We decided to go to the dorm and see what the other guys were doing. I was amazed everyone was ready to go again after the huge orgasms they had. I realized I felt the same way. My orgasm with Phil was an appetizer, not the main course.