Preaching to the Choir Part Five
By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com
This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again remind you that have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and jetsoned a good deal of common sense too. It follows on my earlier story, Snow on the Mountain. That is not required reading, but it might help you to get to know the characters better. If you have any suggestion or comments, please e-mail me.
A festive and cheerful group of men paraded to the quarry swimming hole. We had discovered a part of Richmond's canal system, put out a fire and partially rewired the house in the first part of the day. There were three new playmates to get to know, Bubba, Mike and Bob. We were dirty and tired, but feeling good.
Everyone was in the water and Wally brought some soap. We bathed in the open end of the pool were the currant dissipated the suds into the river. As before, everyone stripped so quickly it was difficult to get a good assessment of the newcomers' equipment. I noticed the Larry and Templeton were close to Bubba and Mike. Bill and I were near Bob.
I don't think of myself as a connoisseur of penises, but I guessed that Bob would have a short , thick cock with potato like balls. That compact arrangement seemed to fit his beefy physique. I also expected his body to be shaved. He was so muscular that I expected him to be bodybuilder smooth. When he was naked he turned out to be covered with curly black hair, thickest on his chest and had a thick, long uncut cock. Heavily veined, it emerged hairless from a thick pubic bush.
Bob also was a swimmer, and was doing laps, while most of us splashed and played in the refreshing water. Bill and I sat on the edge of the pool and watched. After a number of laps, he stopped and swam up to us.
"I never get to swim in fresh water anymore. It's great in here." Bob said. He was eye level with our cocks, and didn't seem to mind the view.
"I'm not a good swimmer, but it is refreshing after a hot day." Bill said. "It's been quite a day."
"I wanted to be a competitive swimmer, but I don't have the body for it." Bob said.
"Were they afraid you would clog up the filters with your hair?" I joked. Bob was closely examining our cocks. I felt it begin to swell. Bill adjusted his cock, pulling the skin back to give a Bob a glimpse of his cock head.
"They wanted me to slim down and shave. I tried shaving but felt naked, so I went into wrestling." Bob said. "No problem with body hair there."
"How long have you known Charles?" I asked.
"Since college. We were on the wrestling team togther, and got to be close friends." Bob said. "Have you known him long?"
"Just since yesterday. But you get to know guys real fast here." Bill said. "We were introduced at noon, were naked at three, and sucking each other's cock at three fifteen."
With that information, Bob got closer and took Bill"s cock in his mouth. "You must have been reading my mind." Bill said. I got into the water again and felt Bob's meat. It was fully erect by then, and more impressive than I had guessed. Charles swam over and got behind me. I was wedged between the two huge men.
"Getting acquainted? " Charles asked. "I told you this was a nice and friendly group of men here."
Cock sucking seemed to be on every body's mind. Templeton was glued to Bubba's cock. Mike , his cousin John-Boy and Larry were trading off. Wally was being sucked by Skeeter and Ronnie. Skeeter doing the cock, Ronnie the balls.
We got out of the water and sprawled on the terrace. I was sucking Bob, while he took care of Bill and Charles filled in the gap, sucking me while Bill sucked him.
"Beer break time!" Wally called. We broke up and got a beer. We noticed that in addition to beer and snacks, Wally had packed lubricant and poppers and had them in clear view. We stood in a fairly tight group around the cooler in the shade on one side of the pool. I would guess that half of the men had full erection, the rest were at half staff. Every cock with glistened with saliva, or was dripping pre cum.
"I could get used to being bare ass naked out doors.!" Skeeter said. "Kinda exciting. I feel like I am advertising to everyone just how horny I am." Skeeter's cock was so hard it almost touched his navel. Pre cum coated it. Charles was fondling his balls. Everyone was having normal conversations but were obviously excited. The sexual tension was thick enough to slice and serve as cheesecake.
Wally was in the same state as Skeeter. He was passing out beers with a raging hard on. He seemed to enjoy having his cock played with.
Bubba stroked it, then said, "Looks like a fucking tree trunk!"
"You know Bubba, you could pass for a much more sophisticated guy, if you were to find another adjective." Bill complained. "Just one more adjective. Try big tree trunk, thick tree trunk."
"Increase your word power! The secret to success!" Ronnie joined in the literary discussion.
"How about mutha fucking tree trunk." Bubba suggested. The group burst into laughter. "Well, this tree trunk is ready to fuck!" Wally said. "I need an ass!" Any volunteers?" Wally coated his cock with lubricant.
"I'm ready!" John-Boy called.
"Hell no, your not ready!" Bill said. "You need some nice and easy stretching exercises before you try that donkey dong. Some one go over and take care of that boy's ass." Larry moved in John-Boy's direction. "I haven't had anything like your cock in my ass in years, Wally. Might like to give it a try."
Wally looked surprised, and then began to glow. He obviously hadn't thought that the beefy construction superintendent would have been interested. "It would be an honor, and I tell you truly, a pleasure to fuck your ass, Bill." Wally said returning to his southern belle accent. The two men embraced in a bear hug.
Bob was standing behind me, and I felt his cock rubbing against my ass. "That looks like fun to me." He said
"It sure does." I replied. "Something seems mighty appealing about a cock in my ass." He put his arm around my chest and was outlining my tits with his finger.
"Do you want to go somewhere more private?" He asked.
"We're all friends here. No need to be uncomfortable. Is that ok with you?" I said.
"Shit, I'm so hot I could screw you in the middle of Times Square on New Year's Eve."
Bubba came by. "Would you guys like some love grease?" He asked. "I can both provide it and install it."
"Thanks, you are too kind." I said. Skeeter was with him and Skeeter coated Bob's cock, Bubba worked the lubricant and several fingers into my ass. He found and pressed my prostate and I twitched.
"It still works!" Bubba said. "The on button works. And you're just as warm and tight as on Afton."
Templeton was watching Bubba with obvious interest. "I wonder if my on button is working?" He asked.
"Well, just bend over and I be glad to check it." Bubba said. "I can check the oil, transmission fluid and tire pressure, if you want." Templeton bent over and Bubba fingered his ass. In the mass of men, Bubba hadn't seen Templeton close up.
"That a nice dip stick you have there."Bubba said. "You sure you want to take it and not give it?"
"Stop talking and start fucking." Templeton said. He seemed to have figured out Bubba's communication skills and decided to match Bubba obscenity for obscenity. "We can trade positions later , if you are man enough." Bubba's cock looked like a balloon that just had compressed air injected in it.
All of us were close together. Bill, Templeton, John-Boy and I were facing each other, about a yard apart. I bent forward to open my ass for Bob, and almost hit Bill as he spread open for Wally. We almost laughed, but kissed instead. I felt him react as Wally entered him. Templeton and John-Boy joined us and we linked arms for support and balance as we braced for the assault.
I was so turned on by Bill's reaction to Wally's meat, that I was caught off guard when Bob `s blunt cock head rammed through my hole. He didn't stop, The thick shaft followed the head until he couldn't get any deeper. I felt as if Bob had punched my prostate. It shocked me, didn't hurt, but I couldn't breathe either. The sensation coming fro my ass were so strong, I couldn't remember how to breathe.
He pulled most of the way out, and I inhaled. Bob had his arm on my shoulder steading me, and when he rammed me again I exhaled. When my head cleared, I realized I was breathing with his fucking. Then I noticed that Bob was co ordinating his movements with the music on the boom box. The agressive rhythm of the music was matched by Bob's thrusts. I was moaning every time Bob went deep, Bill, John-Boy and Templeton seemed to be reacting at the same time.
"Do you believe it!" Ronnie said. "It looks like synchronized swimming!"
"Synchronized fucking is what it is!" Skeeter said. "Wait `til that sport hits the Olympics! I'll set my VCR to record."
Bob cried out as he shot his load, I could feel him tense up, then slowly relax. He pulled out. I inhaled . Then a second cock rammed into my hole. "You don't mind If I take some sloppy seconds do you?" Charles said. Across from me Larry moaned as he came in John-Boys ass. Larry left, and Ronnie took his place. All the thrusts were still in rhythm, except for Bubba, who was doing double time. I didn't think he could last long at that rate, and I was right. He popped, bellowing, "Mutha fucking great!"
Mike replaced him in Templeton's ass. Wally alone remained of the original four fuckers. I wondered where Skeeter was. He was left out. Then I saw him on the ground, sucking the remaining juice from Bob's cock.
Charles was a nice guy, but didn't excite me much. His cock was shorter and thinner than Bob's and seemed average in this group of well hung men. He was rock hard, however, and his smaller cock moved around in my ass. He was shivering with sexual excitement and the excitement seemed to transfer to my ass. I found myself rotating my ass to better feel it explore my rectum.
Wally straightened up and his entire body began to jerk. There must have been twenty or thirty jerks before he calmed down. That was enough to push Charles, Ronnie and Mike over the edge, and we took our second load of the day. We all collapsed onto the paving exhausted.
Skeeter brought beers around for everybody and most of us made our way back to the pool to cool off. It turned into a lazy, hot summer day on the river. It already had been a long day, and most we either dozing or staring into space, relaxing.
I was sitting in the water with only my head above the surface when Templeton swam up.
"I don't believe we did that." He whispered to me. "I never dreamed I'd get screwed by two guys."
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"I keep on thinking that I should be disgusted with my self, Templeton the Slut Tenor." He continued. "But I loved it. I had barely said hello to those guys before I let then stick their pricks in my ass."
"We weren't old friends last night." I said, "But it was great."
"You seem like am old friend today." He said. "Maybe anal sex is the great ice breaker!" He smiled and paused. "Do you think that Bubba could take mine?"
"Bubba is a big boy. He's no virgin." I said. "He can take it. He might like the challenge." Bill and John -Boy swam over.
"Howdy men." Bill said. "Comparing notes?"
"Yep. I liked it, Templeton is afraid he liked it too much." I said. "How about you?"
"A piece of cake." John-Boy said. "Really nice cake."
"Interesting experience."Bill said. "That cock is thick! I might take another test ride before I figure out how to enjoy it more."
"He seemed to like it." Templeton said.
"It seems to me that he did." Bill said. "That was the best part of it. I could feel him getting into it. John-Boy and I were talking, did you get to shoot off?"
"Not me." Templeton said. I shook my head.
"Same here. It seems to me that we should do some sperm redistribution sometime today." Bill said. "Has anyone topped Wally?"
"Larry and Charles have." Wally said. "I've been in two or three inches."
"Did he like it?" I asked.
"He didn't look like it, but he shot one hell of a load." Templeton said. "I think his prostate may be well in advance of his mind. "
"Where is your prostate on that subject?" John-Boy asked.
Templeton laughed. "It seems that my mouth is saying I don't like it while my ass is opening up. Every cock that gets in my ass seems to feel better and better. My prostate may understand my wants more than my mind does."
"It's been an hour since we broke of our session. The plow boys should have recovered by now." Bill said. "Lets see if they are up to it."
He got out of the water, dried off , and went over to Wally, who was sleeping on a towel. He sat next to him and touched the organist's melons. He ran his finger in the crack, and Wally adjusted his leg, opening up a bit.
I went over to Bob who was in the same position. He had one leg pulled up so I saw the pinkness associated with the hole, but not the pucker itself. I touched it, he shifted his weight to open it up and said, "Is that you Charles?" I just grunted and worked my finger into the hole. He squirmed to get more comfortable and was ready for play.
Skeeter watched the movement and brought lubricant to me and Bill. Larry saw the action and when John Boy approached, he just spread his legs and exposed his hole. His flaccid cock engorged, and clearly Larry was ready and eager. By now Wally was awake and realized what was happening. Bubba looked a bit worried about Templeton's dip stick.
Ronnie helped Templeton lube Bubba up and by the time he was done, Bubba was ripe and ready. By this time Bob knew that I wasn't Charles and he wasn't unhappy at all.
"Are we going to try the synchronized swimming routine again?" Skeeter asked.
"Hell no! Pure fucking this time." Bill said. "No decorative patterns in cocks and ass holes!" Wally had a bland and uninvolved look on his face, but his cock was up. Bill eased in slowly. He hit pay dirt half way in, and Wally started to moan and twitch. Bill's cock was a good length, but very thick. He must have compressed Wally's prostate to get that reaction.
Ronnie, Skeeter, get over here and hold this boy down!" Bill called. Skeeter came over and offered Wally his cock. It was eagerly accepted.
I had guessed that Bob was a good sport about things sexual, but was unprepared for his enthusiastic response to my cock. He moaned, he squirmed, he oozed. He had been, what a friend of mine referred to as a "hard but fair fucker". He was fucking not loving me. I enjoyed it, but it wasn't like Bill or Skeeter or Templeton. He was a generous and enthusiastic bottom. His strong ass muscles manipulated and massaged my cock as I worked it in. I had the feeling that at any time he could clamp down and trap my cock in his ass.
I had to admit that if I was forced to spend the rest of my life with my cock imbedded it might as well be Bob's ass. The three musicians were a noisy group, verbally responding to out thrusts. Wally was somewhat muffled by Skeeter's cock. Bubba roared when Templeton skewered him. Templeton made one deep thrust. Templeton's pubic hair was nestled against Bubba's ass ring, and Bubba roared, then shot off, spraying half the terrace with sperm. There was so much cum, so widely distributed that Ronnie later claimed he was looking for a rainbow.
Templeton looked a bit lost as he pulled out of Bubba's ass. He hadn't expected Bubba to shoot so fast. Wally was begging for someone to play with his cock, and jerk him off. Skeeter had pinned his arms and he couldn't reach is cock. "Templeton," Bill said. "Come over here and pop in this ass and lets see if we can take care of Wally's needs.
Templeton came over and Bill deftly removed his cock and got Templeton's horse meat into the quivering organist's hole. Wally had a spectacular, hands free orgasm. Templeton got ready to withdraw, and Bill stopped him. "Lets jut keep on pumping until you fill his ass." He said. A dozen strokes later, Templeton climaxed.
Bob was on his back, and I leaned forward to kiss him, almost pinning his legs between us. I felt a warm liquid squirting between us and realized that Bob's cock was cumming. There was a warm wet object at my ass, and suddenly I was skewered on a cock. I shot off and the man on my back followed. It was Bill. He must have cum at the same time. I don't know how many spurts I shot into Bob's ass, but I was sure Bill matched me each time.
We all collapsed and regained our composure and watched Larry, John-Boy , Mike and Ronnie work things out together. They were in some sort of a round robin. John-Boy fucked Larry. John Boy then with drew and turned Larry's ass over to Ronnie. Ronnie turned it over to Mike, but then fucked John-Boy. Mike made ten or twenty thrusts into Larry's ass then went on to fuck John-Boy, his cousin. Larry got up and sank his cock into Ronnie's ass.
You couldn't tell who came first or last. There was a lot of sperms and a lot of twitchng as all four had orgasms within a minute. Skeeter went from man to man cleaning up their cocks, and anything that might be oozing from them.
It was a full day!