Polar Lodge 2 By Bald Hairy Man
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. If you enjoy these stories, please consider making a donation to Nifty.org!
The next morning Ron saw me and came over to chat. "I hope all is well with you?" he asked. "Are you planning to stay with us the entire weekend?"
I said yes. "It has been good, better than I expected."
"It's good to hear that," Ron said. "That is a pretty normal reaction, but we have had a few guests who were already packed and ready to go home at this stage."
"Everyone here has been nice. It has been good," I said. "Jim and Scott have been wonderful."
"They enjoy company," Ron said. "Our guests enjoy them too." He paused. "Let me warn you about one thing. Scott and Jim are very close. They enjoy sharing sexual experiences with other men, but it is just enjoyment for them. They aren't planning to expand the family, if you get my drift."
I thought about what he said. "That is good for me too," I said. "I'm not planning to find true love and get married. That is a step too far for me at this point. Some fun is great."
"That is the right attitude," Ron said. "You may have noticed that our guides aren't particularly shy, and none are monogamous. They are willing to make new friends and share their skills. They like to get up close and personal."
"Up close and personal involves erect cocks and orgasms?" I asked.
Ron smiled. "You understand. Usually it ends up with a part of your body in their body or visa-versa. You do know that intense intimacy is not necessarily the same as love. The guides here are experienced. Most of them would love to take you to places you've never been before, beautiful places you didn't know existed. It all fun and friendly here."
"I think I am ready for that," I said.
"I assume you have felt some things you had never experienced before?" he asked. I nodded
"Keep an open mind and there is much more fun ahead. If you are uncomfortable, just say so. No means no here," he added. He went off and Calvin came over to me.
"I hope we didn't offend you last night. We're kind of casual about sex. Some visitors are into the "Sex is a holy sacrament sort of thing," he said. "We seem to be in the "sex is a nice way to have some fun" school of sex."
"It's not a problem," I said. "Were are Max and Dudley?"
"Dudley is giving Max a lesson in cock sucking," Calvin said. "Max likes thinner men, my Walrus style body doesn't do the trick for him."
"Does that offend you?"
"Shit, it's different strokes for different folks," he replied.
"I fucked Scott last night," I whispered. "Jim let me try it."
"I take it you liked it?"
"It was all a bit confused," I said. "There were so many feelings all the same time. Everything was so intense, I wasn't sure what I felt most of the time."
"Let me make a suggestion," Calvin said. "Do you think that fucking a short redneck might help you sort out your feelings?
"I couldn't think anything like that!" I exclaimed.
He smiled. "Well I wouldn't mind helping you out at all," Calvin said. "I think I'd like to have your joystick tickling my insides!" We were passing a cabin. "Let's go in here. It's empty. It's a play room."
"Why is there a play room here?" I asked. "Everyone seems so open."
"Some people need more privacy than others," Calvin explained. "It is open here, but that is still hard for some men to accept."
We went in; it was furnished. By the time we were through the door, Calvin was naked. I was only wearing shorts. He pulled them down, dropped to his knees and swallowed my cock. I hadn't expected that, but once my cock was in his mouth I wasn't going to complain.
Calvin wasn't my type. Short and hairy, he was a bit troll like, although he certainly was a friendly troll. After a minute of his oral attention, my cock thought he was a great guy. Oddly, my brain seemed to follow my cock's lead.
"You're nice and hard now. Would you mind if I sat on it?" he asked. "That's the easiest way for me to take a new cock. Lie down if you please."
I obeyed. The empty cabin had a tube of lubricant on a table. He coated my cock and then straddled me. As the squatted, he spread his ass cheeks and centered his hole on my cock head. "I get to do all the work; you just stay hard," Calvin said. He sat back and my cock slid into him like a hot knife through butter.
Calvin moaned. His ass was open when I slid in, but it tightened up as soon as I was all in. He was still for a few moments and then began to bounce. His warm rectum seemed to be shrink wrapped to my cock. It was exquisitely pleasurable.
"Ron says I have a needy ass," he said. "Unless I get a cock in it regularly I get an itch that really needs to be scratched. Normally Dudley takes care of it, but he saving his cream for Max. I'm not sure Max is ready for that yet. I think man cream is a nice way to say thank you, but it may be too much for Max. He's shy and fastidious." For a big man, Calvin and great balance. He floated above me connected only by my cock. Sometimes he had only my cock head in him. He would grip it tightly with his sphincter and then lower himself.
"I'm afraid I'm going to shoot," I said.
"Dudley loves it when I do this to him. Larry, try to hold back," Calvin said. "I'd like to have you much more hot and bothered when you pop."
"I'm pretty hot and bothered now," I replied.
"I think you have just begun to explore hot and bothered," he said. He got off of my cock and onto his hands and knees. "Do me doggy style," he said. That seemed like a crude way to say it, but I did as he suggested. The new position was really good too.
"You have control now, so if you feel you are getting too close, you can slow up or pull out," Calvin said.
"You enjoy this?" I asked.
"I do, but I have a confession to make. There is not much you can do with a cock in my ass that I don't like," he said. "I open minded when it comes to fun."
"Does Dudley mind?"
"Not at all. He's busy trying to get his tool into Max's behind," Calvin said.
"Is Dudley special to you?"
"Come to think of it, it is," Calvin said. "I tend to think of most men who fuck me as lube dispensers. Man seed is slippery and Dudley loves to use it as lube. He likes sloppy seconds. I like his cream because it's his, it's not just lube. His cock is the superhighway between his balls and my body. I love it when he's spurting in me."
I pulled out because I was really close to shooting off.
"Close?" he asked. I said yes. He rolled over and hooked his legs with his arms.
"Cool down a little, but then nose your knob in," Calvin said. "Ease it in slow and nice." I did as he asked and it was fine. I was soon in deep.
"Are you really tense?" he asked. I nodded. "Now, you just relax. Don't try to hold back. Let nature take its course. Let your cock be your guide."
"I don't think I can do that."
"Give it a try, it will be worth it," Calvin said. "Remember, I like man seed. I would love it if you give my rectum a sperm bath. Just relax and let things flow."
I managed to relax some. I think I was afraid to let loose in his ass. I was able to hold off for a while and things were good. I could tell he enjoyed it too. I felt a brief moment of panic when I realized I was too far gone to stop my orgasm and then remembered he wanted it. Knowing that made the sensations more intense.
"I can feel you shooting. Just leave it in. Let me milk you," Calvin said. He squeezed his sphincter as my ejaculations diminished. I pulled out a little. He relaxed his sphincter, and I pushed in. I think he coaxed every drop of sperm from my balls.
"Are you beginning to understand the real pleasure potential of a cock?" he asked. Calvin had a twinkle in his eye.
"I didn't know you could do that," I said. "It was wonderful. Was it as good for you as it was for me?"
"I can't answer that question, but it was a lot more than good enough for me," he replied.
"What does having a cock in your ass feel like?" I asked.
"Cock sucking is good for everybody," he said. "Fucking is more intense for me, but it seems to be much more individual. Everyone seems to like to top, but being a bottom is varied. It hurts some men and does little for others. Some go to the moon. I don't always make it to the moon, but it's really good. The only way you can know is to try it yourself."
"I want to know before it try it," I said. "Jim is huge." I didn't mean to say that. Jim was way too big to top me.
"He is a big boy," Calvin mused. "Big ones are a real turn on for some men. For some size queens, they are so inspirational, it is worth the potential problems."
"I'm not a size queen!" I proclaimed. I was insulted.
"Larry, you don't get to pick what turns you on," Calvin explained. "I'm lucky that Dudley finds beefy, hairy men exciting. There is nothing wrong with liking big cocks. Let me tell you from personal experience, there is nothing you can do about it either."
We left the cabin and I walked around the lodge thinking things over. I was mostly thinking about having a cock up my ass. I didn't think I could go that far; I knew I didn't want to go that far. After lunch, I went to the pool. Everyone was naked there including Ron. Ralph was there with Will. Will was obviously entranced by Ralph. Ralph was a Santa like man and that must have appealed to Will.
I would had thought a Santa fixation would be mostly platonic, but that wasn't the case at all. Will couldn't keep his hands off of Ralph, or his mouth or tongue for that matter. As with many beefy men, Ralph's cock was most hidden in his body. After an oral episode I saw it was a thick tube resembling a dill pickle, a fat pickle. He had a large, mushroom shaped cock head that seemed to be sensitive.
I had barely talked to Tom another one of the guests. He was a tall thin man with a hairy chest who looked like he was thirty-five or so. He was also very shy. Like me, he had two guides. Rocky was an older, biker type complete with a hairy body and tattoos. He was loud and boisterous. His partner was Gerald. Gerald was a music teacher, and seemed to be shy and timid.
Gerald was the sort of man you never noticed; he was born to fade into the woodwork. That was true until he was naked. He was the only one at the lodge who could rival Jim's monster cock. He was entirely shaved, and while the cock didn't exactly hang to his knees, it was a keeper.
I was in the pool with Gerald while the other men were having an animated conversation nearby under the shade of a tree. Gerald came over to me. Are you having a good time?" he asked.
"I think so," I replied. "There is so much new here, it's hard to get my bearings sometimes."
Gerald smiled. "I know the feeling. I came here five years ago and met Rocky. He was my guide and he scared me half to death."
"I wouldn't be at ease with him if I saw him in a dark alley," I said.
"It wasn't just that, I was afraid of sex, and he treated it as an ordinary thing," Gerald said. "It was as if sucking a cock was the same as shaking hands."
"You got over that feeling?"
"Well, I didn't want to do any of it, but Rocky scared me. He didn't do anything to scare me; it was the way he looked," Gerald explained. "The second day we were here, he got me all excited and then he sat on my cock. He took the whole thing in his ass. I was shocked."
"I didn't know men could fuck and I hadn't considered the possibility my cock would fit in an ass," he continued. "Rocky didn't just like it, he loved it. It was the most exciting thing to ever happen to me. I couldn't say I liked it; it was far to exciting to call it just liking."
"I take it you like sex now?"
"I do, but Rocky has spoiled me," Gerald said. "Let me make a little confession. I am always on the prowl for someone I can fuck. I love being deep in a tight ass. Rocky's good, but I can't do him 24/7. He needs his rest. Are you a virgin?"
"My ass is," I replied.
"Jim needs to get a move on it," he said.
"Jim has Scott."
"Scott is good, but Jim has him too open for me," Gerald said. "The chemistry isn't right. My cock doesn't do to Scott what Jim's tool does. Strangely Jim's cock doesn't fit Rocky's ass right."
"How can you find out who is compatible?" I asked.
"Trial and error is the only method I know," Gerald replied. "For your information, I'm gentle and take it slow, but I do like to get it all in."
"That is nice to know," I said. Ralph jumped in the water and swam over to us. Will seemed to have fallen asleep.
"Does Gerald have plans for your rectum?" he asked. Ralph always had a twinkle in his eye.
"How did you guess?" I asked.
"Gerald is a Johnny-one-note. He always wants to fuck," Ralph said. He leaned close to me. "The same goes for me."
I glanced over to Will. It seemed to me that an anal interlude would ruin Will's Santa fantasy. I later found out that an ass filled with Santa's sperm was the perfect culmination of the fantasy. My head was swimming with this odd combination of ideas when Ron came to us with a new guest.
"Men I'd like you to meet Anthony. I'll be his guide, but I hope you will all help him out," he said. Ron was wearing a Speedo. Anthony was a middle aged man dressed for golf. He seemed very preppy and not dressed for the woods. Of course the rest of us were naked, but most were in the water.
Anthony wanted to look at us, but was uneasy about looking at naked men. Ron introduced him to us. Jim, Scott, Max and Dudley joined the group.
"Let's join them," Ron said. "Skinny dipping is the rule, here not the exception!" Anthony stripped very quickly and jumped into the water. I suspected he thought if he was fast enough, no one would see. Men being men, we all wanted to look, but no one did. Most of us had been in the same situation and we wanted him to feel comfortable.
I was swimming and enjoying myself. I wanted to think. I was annoyed that several men thought I would open my ass for them. I had fucked two men and it was good, but that was very different from letting them shove their cocks into my ass. It had been wonderful when I ejaculated in Calvin. It had been good, but it was also so neat. I didn't think of myself as a neat freak, but I had spent years hiding the remains of my orgasms. When I ejaculated I was usually figuring out how to hide it and worried that and errant spurt might stain something. Nothing got out of Calvin's ass. I thought of it as pure pleasure and adulterated by the need to clean up.
I also thought about which cock would feel the best and excite me the most, were I to be fucked. Jim and Gerald had huge organs. They excited me and scared me at the same time. Calvin and Ralph would be careful and gentle. Scott's organ might be a good fit. I looked at Ron, who was sitting on the edge of the pool. He was handsome and his cock seemed manageable. Then I remembered I didn't want to be fucked, I just wanted to know what it felt like to have a cock in my rear. My mind was wandering, but the desire to feel a cock in me seemed to grow.
I smiled to myself. Technically there was no difference between in getting fucked, and having a cock in my ass.