Late Bloomers
Bald Hairy Man
This is pure fantasy. If you are offended by stories about gay men and gay sex, or if you are under age, DO NOT READ IT. It is not a guide to safe sexual techniques. It does not depict real men, or real situations. It does not depict necessary safe sex practices. Fantasy characters can do anything they want, real men can not!
Day to day life can be complicated. Human beings are not born with all the knowledge necessary for a good life. Some decisions are good, some are bad, some made sense when you made them, but made less sense when you look back on them. You might decide to live at home because of a sickly parent. You might fall in love with a high school beauty, but discover that while beauty fades, being a bitch never fades.
I did what my parents thought would keep me and them happy. They are dead now and while my wife and I were the "perfect couple", we shared no real common interests. Sometimes you see potential, and that potential is not realized. My wife had to go off to help her infirm mother. That surprised me since she didn't get along well with her mother. She did get along well with her mother's doctor.
I am Wallace Smith, a pharmacist. I am a good but unimpressive guy. I had a good job as a druggist. I was the workhorse for Thomas's Pharmacy for twenty years. Tom Thomas didn't pay well, but he told me he would leave the pharmacy to me when he died. At his funeral I discovered he forgot to tell his wife. She sold it to a national chain. I soon as no wife and no job.
My best friend from High School was Ted Andrews. Ted had been a star on the football team in high school. I was the team manger, i.e. the water boy. I did the clean up of the locker room after the game. I was showering after cleaning the place and before I went home Ted came in to shower. While I am a very average guy I am hung like Trigger. I was way too shy take advantage of that.
Ted did not seem to have a shy bone in his body. While we had opposite personalities, I had the cock of his dreams and he had ass of my dreams. I didn't know what you could do with a hard cock and an ass. Ted did. It was fun and a good way to let off steam. I loved it but I thought it was just a phase.
Ted hit a bad stretch at the same time I did. His wife found true love. For tax reasons he had given her 51% ownership of Ted's construction business. She sold it. He got cash form the deal, but he lost the business.
After our respective divorces he let me move into the now vacant servants rooms of his house. I was in poor financial shape and he was lonely in his large but empty house. That turned out to be a success. We got along well, and we rediscovered the high school sexual experiments were just as good as they had been years earlier.
Years of unenthusiastic sex with our respective wives, made if clear that our teen aged sex had been good and after a week of rediscovering man sex, it was vastly better that our years of wedded non-bliss. I was surprised that my cock was still a fully functioning organ. I had all but forgotten how good sex was with an enthusiastic playmate. Ted asked if we had become lovers. I told him I wasn't sure. I then asked him if it was okay if I temporarily fell in love with him when he was shooting off in my mouth or ass. I told him I loved sucking him during his orgasm.
He laughed. "I feel amorous when there seems to be sperm any where, yours or mine. Does the phrase "friends with benefits" sound good to, you?"
"I have noticed that friendship enhanced with a mouth full of cum rings my chimes," I said. All was well. Neither Ted nor I wanted to remarry. We were not in the market for replacement wives. Ted was retired and mostly golfed and went to the gym.
One day Ted told me he had met a nice guy at the Golf Club and thought I might like him. He told me he was middle aged man who had recently lost he his wife. "We had a nice time in the whirlpool," Ted explained. I told Ted that I trusted his judgment.
On Saturday Ted's friend, Max, came over for lunch. He was a bearish man who had owned the best bakery in town. He was worn out and had retired.
We talked and Max explained he had all but forgotten sex was a part of life. "We had four kids. They are great, but sex was non existent with my late wife. Once and a while I had messed around with guys when I was young," he said. "When Ted and I connected, I realized what I was missing."
"You want to connect?" I asked.
"Ted told me what you guys do," Max said. "Does it sound stupid to say I'd like to give it a try? Ted said you are well hung? I don't want to sound trashy, but that turned me on."
"Would it sound trashy if I suggested that we go to a bedroom and see what happens?" I said. That was the right thing to say, so we went to the guest room and stripped.
"I am afraid I have lost my boyish charm," Max said.
"I think I lost my boyish charm before I was born," I said.
"It is lucky that Wally got some extra cock to make up for the charm deficit," Ted remarked.
"Can you take that monster up the ass?" Max asked. Ted nodded. "I don't think I could take it." Max added.
"I don't shove it where it's not wanted," I said. I was still semi-soft, but Max dropped to his knees and began to suck. I had a feeling he had more experience than I thought.
Max was beefy, but he had his weight under control. He was tall, shaved bald, but his body was covered with almost shaggy hair. I soon wondered if he had more experience than he claimed. He seemed comfortable with my cock in his mouth. The three of us got in the bed and played.
Max didn't seem to be shy and he clearly like cock sucking. One of twice I brushed against his ass and he tensed up. I wondered if he had a bad experience. Eventually I eased my cock into Ted ass. I took my time and Max liked watching. Ted and I traded places several times. Max like it when Ted was on his back with his legs on my shoulders. That way he could see my cock pound the ass and watch Ted's reaction.
When I shot off there were multiple ejaculations. I twitch with each volley, and Ted moaned. He had his first hands free orgasm as Max watched. Max liked that a lot. When I pulled out sperm drooled from Ted's ass.
Much to my surprise, Max used his finger to push the drooling semen back into Ted's ass. I felt something splattering on my gut. Max was ejaculating hands free.
If there had been distance awards for spewing cum, Max would had won a medal. The three of us were worn out, and Max left. While we were wiped out, I was pretty sure we would meet again.
I had found a good new job as the head of a hospital pharmacy. I don't do things half way so I had kept up with new drugs and treatments, so I was good in the hospital environment. I met a lot of people, but they were usually on the other side of the counter or on the phone. I always got to the hospital early to make sure the morning distribution of drugs were ready. Technically hospital hours are regular. Of course, emergencies never pre scheduled. My hours were often irregular. I always got to the hospital early to make sure the morning distribution of drugs were ready and I never complained about emergencies.
The hospital had a staff exercise room. I often exercised in the middle of the morning at a staff lounge-exercise room. It had showers and a locker room. There was a separate doctors lounge that included small rooms for doctors who stayed over night.
I met some new friends there. A man called Bruiser had a schedule like mine. His real name was Rudolph Taylor. His nickname described him well. He was six-five and 250 pounds of muscle. He also had a bad scar across his face from an automobile accident that was as scary as anything a Hollywood makeup man could create. One of the nurses described him as Ugly Bluto.
Bruiser was a calm, gentle, soft-spoken man who was called in when there was a problem patient. Sometimes the problem was alcohol or drug related, sometimes it was a mental problem or a panic attack. Bruiser was calm and authoritative. His sheer bulk usually encouraged calmness.
If force was needed he held it in reserve. He was perceptive and fast. He he had worked there for years so he seemed to be able to anticipate surprise attacks. He could easily pick up anyone under 160 pounds. He had training in martial arts and judo. He had lived with his a single mother, who had recently died just before I went to work for the hospital.
We hit it off in the showers. He was a big man with impressive genitals. I am an average man with large genitals. My cock impressed him. His mother told him that women were untouchable. I later found out Bruiser was the result of a rape. While women were untouchable, sex with men was never mentioned. In the showers we accidentally touched, and Bruiser liked that a lot. I liked it too.
The shower had an odd annex to the side in the rear. It had been an attached storage room that had been opened to the shower and tiled as part of the showers due to an error in a renovation. It was too expensive to rip out the tile so it remained. There was no door so was open to the shower but not easily visible. It was ideal for a quick blow job.
We slipped into the space, and I gave Bruiser his first blow job. His cock immediately responded to my lips. He had no idea it could be that pleasurable. I was not sure he knew that cock sucking was often called a blow job. Had he known that he still would not have guessed I would savor his sperm and swallow it. I was a bit afraid this might be too much for him. Let just say my worries were unfounded. Bruiser was the happiest man in the world.
I was more than a little happy. Eating cum is a reward for sucking a cock, a nice snack. Bruiser's load was more like the main course of a dinner. I loved it but it was almost an out of body experience for Bruiser. We returned from the hidden space and showered. We both knew that this was a special event. "Is it always like this?" he asked me. I told him that I hoped so.
I told Ted about my experience with Bruiser and said I would like them to meet. He suggested we might have a little get together with Bruiser and Max. "A foursome is better than a threesome. No one gets left out," he explained.
I told Bruiser about Ted and Ted arranged for Max to join the group. We got together Saturday morning at Ted's house. Of course I was worried that things wouldn't work out. I didn't need to worry. Nude, well-hung, gay men have a tendency to work things out. Good attitude and a combined 36 inches of cock are enough to have some fun.
Ted was a leader of men and he got the ball rolling. "It's nice to meet you all. I think we all know why we are here. I am a straight forward man, so let me tell you why I am here. I like sex with guys. I suck and I fuck. I like it when a man sucks my cum when I'm shooting. I like to fuck and cum up his ass. I love it when a guys fucks me and cums deep in my ass.
"Let me make a confession. I don't fall in love when a guy sucks me off or rear loads me. It's not love, but it is fucking good. I discovered that taking a guys sperm is damn good. I love it when I can taste his cock ooze globs of precum just before he pops. Sometimes I try to force my tongue into his slit and try to hold it back," he said.
"That never works, but its good to feel his seed splattering against my tongue. I then try to count the ejaculations. I've never counted more than six. By then me greed for cum has taken over. I suck until the last blob of cum drools from your cock," he explained. "Are you guys okay with that?"
"I'm ready to get naked and go at it," Bruiser said. He was unbuttoning his shirt and there was a race to see who would be the first man to get naked, we were all at least semi-erect.
"Damn, it's a banquet of cock!" Max exclaimed. By then Ted was sucking Bruiser and I was on the way to renew my acquaintance with Max. I dropped to my knees, pushed back his foreskin, and licked his slit. I tasted precum.
"Are you glad to see me?" I asked as I looked up at his face.
"I get excited every time I think about our last time," he said. I sucked him for a while and then he sucked me. There was no hesitation about him sucking me, he was a happy man. Five minutes later Ted announced it was time to rotate partners.
In another five minutes I was doing a little dance on his cock. Both Max and Bruiser liked watching that a lot. They were inspired. In a short while I was in the sixty-nine position with Ted as Bruiser's cock explored my ass. I was watching Max fuck Ted with great enthusiasm. Five minutes later there was a complete redistribution of sperm from the balls to a mouth or ass.
That was a success. It got better when Ted feasted on Bruiser's cum as it drooled from my ass. It was good for all of us. I assumed that the event was over, but we talked for a while. I realized the afternoons activity was not over.
"This has been an unsettling afternoon," Bruiser said. "I've never done anything other than one-on-one. Is it strange to be with four naked guys going at it. I liked it too much. Somehow I feel that was wrong."
"Well, I was brought up in a conservative family. My folks were nice, but enjoying things too much was a problem," Ted said. "Even when I had a little fun with Wally, I had a strong suspicion it was too pleasurable. It had to be sinful," Ted said. "It has taken me years to enjoy sexual pleasure with a guys."
"Sometimes I give; sometimes I take. It all good for me," I said. "I used to think a blow job was as good as it got. I know better now, but a blow job still hits the spot. As long as my playmate and I are both happy, all is well. When I was a teenager, I thought jacking off was as good as it could get. When I connected with Ted, I though sucking him off was better. Eventually I discovered tasting his sperm was better."
"I discovered my prostate when I was fucked, and feeling a cock twitching as he unloaded in my ass was exciting," I continued. "It's special everytime I feel him shooting off in me. Some of that is physical, but it is more mental. You can't get any closer to a man than trading orgasms."
"Nothing for me is more exciting and intense than being bare-ass naked with other bare-ass naked men. It's even better when we all get all hot and bothered and begin trading our special sauce," Ted added. "The first time I shot off in Wally's ass it was mind blowing. It was just as mind blowing the last time I fucked him."
"Is it love?" Bruiser asked.
"It's loving," Ted replied. He paused. "Would it be tacky if we reconnected for a wild and crazy sexual finale for the days activities?"
"Shit yes!" Bruiser replied. A few minutes later we were all reconnected without any sign of unease. I was trying to open Bruiser's ass as he sucked Ted's cock and Max sucked his cock.
Max briefly looked up at me and winked. Somehow I knew Bruiser's precum had begun to ooze. I gave a fairly hard thrust, popped passed through Bruiser's sphincter and began to rub my cock head against his prostate. I could sense waves of pleasure flow through his body.
A little later Ted was serving as a cheerleader. He seemed to know the perfect rhythm to ring Bruiser's chimes. I didn't know how Ted knew that, but when Ted shot off in me, I shot of into Bruiser. Bruiser popped as I filled his ass, and Max was able to feast on Bruiser's sperm. It was perfectly co-coordinated.
We were all drained and the party broke up. Max had walked over to Ted's house, so I drove him home. He asked me in for a cup of coffee. As a former chef, the coffee was a custom blend. Somehow I took his load and used it in place of cream. That was also a perfect for him and for me. We chatted and Max said that meeting Ted and me had been the most exciting and pleasurable sexual experience in his life.
He added that he had several old pals who would enjoy out get togethers. He had been talking with Ted who also knew men who would like it. I said it had been real good for me too, but I wondered if it might get out of hand.
Max laughed. "If you knew my friends, you would know they might take a nap between sexual episodes," he said. "Maybe I should mention, if things got out of hand with you, I would be happy as a lark. It never occurred to me that a cock could get that deep in me. Another inch or two of cock in me would have been great."
We had a nice sexual nightcap and I went back to Ted's house. I slept really well and when I work up I was surprised to find Bruiser had spent the night with Ted. I assumed Bruiser's worries about group play were no longer a problem.