Snow on the Mountain Part Three
By Bald Hairy Man bldhrymn@aol.com
Your comments are welcome, I had a problem with my e mail that blocked all non-AOL messages, Sorry. It has been corrected.
Ronnie was well endowed, and his slow and easy approach to fucking was oddly exciting. Simulating, but not so exciting that I thought I was going to climax soon. His cock nudged my prostate rather than rammed it.
He seemed to feel the same. "You know that I think I could spend a good long while fucking you." He said. "I feel warm, but not hot. Do you mind if I just pump for a while?"
"Not at all." I said. "It's really enjoyable."
"Ronnie. Is that story about your uncles true?" Bill asked. "I could never tell when you were feeding me a line, or telling the truth."
"Mostly." Ronnie said. "Max, are you squeezing me when I pull out?"
"Sure am." I said.
"Ronnie, you are driving me crazy with these answers that aren't answers at all." Bill sounded irritated.
"Well Max, you are pulling my foreskin over my cock head every time I pull out then peeling it back as I dive back in. Feels great." Ronnie said. "There may have been a bit of embellishment to improve the story, but my uncles did teach me a lot." He continued. "They were horse hung, and the looked a bit like horses, but they only smelled like horses in the late winter."
"When did you find out they were horse hung?" Bill asked.
"My daddy told me. He said his family broke into two parts, the plain ol' cock and the horse-dick branches. Unfortunately he said that as the horse dicked branch got bigger and bigger, their brains got smaller and smaller." Ronnie explained.
"I take it the uncles were real big." I said. Ronnie was good, but the conversation was needed, you could fall asleep at his glacial rate of fucking.
"Dad said they were really stupid and I interpreted that as a good sign. I was, maybe sixteen, and had a powerful interest in cock. I had seen some big ones in the school showers, but never sampled one. So I arranged to spend a month with Joe and Clem." Ronnie said.
"They liked me, needed some help on the farm, and were stupider than even Daddy suggested. I was trying to find out about their meat, when they said lets go the swimmin' hole at the end of the day. We went, the stripped and jumped into the hole naked as jay birds." Ronnie continued. "They were real ugly men, Joe was big and hairy, five days growth of beard, and had an eight-inch dangling cock hose between his legs. Clem was built more like me, bald with a scraggly beard, and a heavy coat of body hair below his neck. Soft he was maybe nine or ten inches. I also noticed that they were tanned from top to bottom, and I guessed that they had a rather informal dress code when their nephew wasn't around."
"How long before you got their cocks in your ass?" Bill asked.
"Don't rush me!" Ronne said, "I don't like to be rushed." I had noticed that already. " Well they were ugly, and stupid, but actually nice guys. They were a bit lonely. They had lived together by themselves for a long time. And they had found a few ways to entertain themselves."
"That night after dinner, we sat around talking for a while, and then I went to bed. No television in the house and trying to keep a conversation with the men was tiring. It was a hot night and I was lying on my bed naked when a slurping sound was coming from the next room. I got up, went into the hall and looked into Joe's room. They were 69ing on the bed. I had never seen people sucking before, but I will admit, it looked like fun. Clem had deep throated Joe's cock and looked a bit like a roasted pig with an apple in his mouth. He looked up and saw me. Tried to say something, apparently forgetting he had that huge donkey dong in his mouth, and then lifted up and let the cock out."
"Joe, Ronnie's watching." He said. "Aw shit," Joe said.
"I told them not to stop for me! It looks like fun. They got up and looked a bit flustered."
At this point there was the sound of a key in the door and Sherry entered the room. "We found them! Ready to party again?" He said. Looking around the room, he saw Ronnie in my ass. "Well the party has already started it seems!"
Ronnie pulled out and said, "Just making sure everything is in working order."
"Ronnie's telling us the story of his uncles." Bill said.
"We'd better save it for tomorrow, it may be a long day of snow, and once Ronnie gets into relatives he has screwed with you need a long day for the entire catalog." Sherry said. "What is it about the electricians that has Jimmy so excited?"
There are two? Bill asked.
"Yep, Mike and Bubba." Sherry answered. Bill said another hot damn. I wondered who would be next, with a Skeeter, Bubba and Ronnie was there a Butch or Scooter yet to come.
"Well Bubba's cock and Jimmy's ass have a special relationship. Mike was kinda shy that last time we got together, but I bet he has some more experience now." Bill said. "Max and Ronnie, get in the shower and clean up. We need to start from a level playing field."
Ronnie and I adjourned to the shower. I asked if Sherry was disturbed seeing his cock in my ass. Ronnie said no. Their relationship was open as long as they weren't foolish. We were well lathered up when the curtain parted and a stranger asked, "Can I join you?" He was about six feet four, two hundred and twenty pounds, with a closely cropped beard and an even coat of hair over his chest. "My ass is frozen." He added.
"Come on in and get under the water!" I said. "It's a bad night to be cold. I'm Max. This is Ronnie."I said.
"Well I'm Bubba and this is Mike." The giant responded. Mike had been hidden behind Bubba's massive torso. Four men in the shower were crowded, and I couldn't see the new comers' equipment. The confidence that Bubba demonstrated as he walked in on two naked guys suggested he was comfortable naked.
"That water is just what the doctor ordered" Bubba said. That truck was getting cold."
"Were you kicked out by the desk clerk?" I asked.
"He was one asshole!" Mike said from under Bubba's shadow. "They said he had been fired."
"Yep, he's looking for new employment. I bet you'll see him next slinging burgers at a Hardee's." Bubba had let Mike get the full force of the hot water first. They then switched places, and I got a good view of Mike. He was about five nine, solidly built with a slight beer gut, with a mustache, pageboy haircut, and long silken black hair on his chest and gut. His relaxed cock sat on a pair of tight golf balls. He looked us over and evidently approved.
"I hope you don't mind us bunking with you?" he said is a pronounced southern drawl.
"As long as you don't mind becoming real close to a bunch of naked construction workers, we'll be fine." Ronnie said.
In answer Mike took our balls in his hands cupped them, and seemed to evaluate them, lifting and squeezing them as if he were checking fruit for ripeness. "Somehow," He said, "I don't think that will be much of a problem."
Bill yelled from the bedroom, "Are you warmed up yet?"
Ronnie and I got out, dried off and returned to the bedroom. A minute or two later, Bubba and Mike returned. "Everyone want a beer?" I asked. It was a rhetorical question. Bubba filled us in on their adventures skidding off the road as they tried to return to the Valley from Richmond. They got back on the road and up the mountain when the troopers stopped them. They had to go off the interstate and onto the Skyline Drive to get to the motel. That little trip of 500 yards had taken an hour and a half. The storm discussion continued and the beer continued to flow.
Sherry put a second video in, Spokes. "A golden oldie." Bubba commented. There were eight of us sitting on the two beds. Jimmy was sucking Bubba's meat, and Skeeter was tongue worshiping Ronnie's rod. It seemed the most natural thing in the world to be casually talking while another guy was sucking our cocks into full erection. I sat next to Bill and Mike laid down between us and sucked us both.
"Well mike, you aren't as shy as you were in Harrisonburg three years ago." Bill said.
"I've had some practice" Mike said. "Kinda regret that I didn't take full advantage of the opportunity then."
"Do you remember when I told you all about your prostate and what it could do?" Bill asked. "You didn't think yours worked. Does it work now?" Sherry went over to his duffel bag and got out a large lube dispenser and began working lubricant in whoever's ass was available. He did Skeeter first, then Jimmy, and he had reached Mike when Bill asked the question.
Mike opened his ass when the slick fingers touched him. He didn't need to answer the question. Sherry spent sometime opening Mike, first one finger, than two, eventually three. Sherry's cock responded as you would expect, and Sherry lifted Mike by the ass so he would have a better angle.
Mike was playing red-neck cool, pretending to be not interested, but when sherry lifted his ass, Mike deep throated Bill's beer can cock, as if he were trying to scratch an itch in the middle of his brain. Sherry lubricated his cock and pressed it into Mike's open ass hole.
"It's fucking time!" Bill said. Bill was sitting against the wall, with Mike sucking his cock while his ass was in the air. Mike tensed up when sherry's cock head penetrated the hole, but then relaxed. Bubba rolled Jimmy over and took the lube from Sherry and coated his cock. His cock was an eight-incher, thick but not fat and tapered. It was fully erect but turned down, a bit like the nose of the Concord. Bubba spread Jimmy's legs and slipped it in. Jimmy made a sound like a deep purr as the cock entered, his eyes rolled back in his head and glazed over.
I decided to try to finish up what I had stated in the shower earlier, and fuck Skeeter. Skeeter was sucking on Ronnie, and was preoccupied. He hardly noticed when I entered his ass. More red neck cool, but I noticed that he adjusted his position so that I could penetrate deeper. Bill was playing with the long hair on Mike's chest and tweaking his nipples. I did the same to skeeter, I got an involuntary twitch out of Skeeter, and it felt as if something gave way in his ass and my cock slipped into a new part of his rectum.
"Bubba, you sure do have a way with Jimmy." Bill said.
"I had forgotten how good it was!" Bubba said. "How's Mike doin'? I don't think he's ever taken cocks as big as yours before."
"He can't talk now. His mouth is full." Bill said. "But I think he is doing just fine." Bill took a sip of beer and passed the can to Sherry. Ronnie and I were sharing a can.
"You know, there is something wrong about this scene." Bill said.
"What in hell are you talking about?" Bubba interjected.
"I mean we've got eight people, all erect, all hung and we look like we are at a sedate bridge party." Bill explained. "We need to up the intensity level a bit. We're screwing one on one, when we could be in a gang fuck."
"I think you're right. We've been holding back to make the night last, but it's getting late and I have an awful inch in my ass that needs to be scratched." Ronnie said. "Anyone like to help me out?"
"No holes barred, no holding back?" Skeeter asked. "It does have an appealing ring to it."
"We've all shot off once or twice already. The third time is slow and fun." Sherry said. "Except Bubba and Mike, they haven't cum yet today."
"I wouldn't bet the farm on that!" Mike said as he disengaged from Sherry and Bill. "It was mighty cold and boring in that truck." Everyone laughed.
"And no one has a problem taking it in the ass? Bubba you are the only unknown quantity there." Sherry asked.
"I can pitch and I can catch." Bubba said.
Sherry passed the bottle of lubricant around the room. I helped Ronnie and pressed his prostate as I spread the slippery stuff in his chute.
Bill lubricated Bubba. " Real tight boy!" He said. "Are you sure you can catch? Feels virgin to me."
"Your hands must be callused." Bubba joked. "I will admit that it has not been over cultivated, like some asses in this room, but it ain't virgin by a long shot."
"I'd just hate to see a big boy like you cry if he gets ripped in two by my fuck tool." Bill said. "I'm just concerned about your welfare." We had all drunk two or three beers in the last ten to fifteen minutes and were getting a bit cheerful. Skeeter, Bill and Ronnie were downright festive. I was feeling no pain.
Sherry went to his duffel bag of toys and treats and removed a small box. "Well I have a little relaxer here." He said. "Poppers!"
"Rush?" Mike said with obvious interest.
"No, the real stuff. Ampules of pure amyl nitrate." Sherry said.
"Where in hell did you get them?" Bill asked with real enthusiasm.
"Let's just say that I have a friend with a heart condition. He needs lots of them." Sherry answered.
"What are they?" Skeeter asked. "I've done rush, great stuff, but never that."
"Try it. You'll like it!" Bill said. "Pair off." Bill was a construction superintendent and had a natural air of authority. Everyone obeyed without thinking. Bill was with Bubba, Ronnie with Jimmy, Sherry with Mike and I was with Skeeter. "Don't worry. We all can have sloppy seconds, or thirds or fourths for that matter." Sherry gave each couple a glass ampule.
I broke the glass and held it to my nose and took a deep breath, then held it under Skeeter's nose. He inhaled deeply. Bill did the same, and the others followed. The fumes hit our nervous systems at about the same time.
"Yeeee Haaa!" Skeeter cried and he grabbed me in a bear hug. We rolled back on the bed got into the 69 position and Skeeter tried to inhale my balls through my prick. I was over whelmed with incredibly intense feelings of desire.
Next to us Bill and Bubba were in a deep kiss, Bubba then sat down, pulled his legs back to his chest stretching wide open his tight hole. Bill said, "You look ready." And he buried his cock in Bubba's ass. Bubba looked winded. As soon as Bubba took a breath, Bill began to pump.
Bubba's meat had dropped to half staff when Bill entered, but when Bill began reaming him, it re inflated. "Fucking great." Bubba whispered. "Fucking great!"
I couldn't get enough of Skeeter's cock in my mouth so I repositioned myself and sat on it. It satisfied me briefly, then I started grinding my ass on his fuck pole, making sure that no part of my ass was untouched by his oozing meat. My eyes met Bubba's and we realized we were both feeling the same thing.
Jimmy was doing a high speed reaming of Ronnie's ass. Sherry and Mike had rotated positions as Mike fucked Sherry and Sherry moaned in pleasure.
"I'm shooting!" Jimmy exclaimed.
"One down, seven to go!" Bill said. Skeeter asked me to lie back so he could build up some power in his thrusts. I was more than willing to comply. Ronnie got between Bill and Bubba and me. I guessed that he wanted to jump in whenever there was a break in the action.
"Would you like to spell me for a while Ronnie?" Bill asked.
"Glad to help." He said. Ronnie got into position and poked his cock in. "Unbelievable in there, he's hot, tight and tender!"
Bill tapped Skeeter on the shoulder, "My dance." He said. Skeeter withdrew and Bill more than replaced the void in my twitching ass. Skeeter got on the bed, straddled me and lowered himself onto my cock. I had never been fucked with my cock in another guy's ass. Mike and Sherry were about ready to come up for air. "I think we need to catch our breath a bit." Sherry said.
Skeeter, Bill and I broke it off, uncoupling carefully. Skeeter looked disappointed. We all wanted more. Ronnie stopped pumping Bubba's ass, but when he tried to break away, Bubba stopped him; he still needed the cock in his ass. The effect of the amyl was beginning to weaken and we all began to relax some. The session had been incredibly hot, but only Jimmy had popped.
"I've heard of good shit before, but that is Gooood shit!" Skeeter said.
"I think I saw Elvis." Ronnie said. "I thought roller coasters were good! I've never been on a ride like that! Damn! How much of that stuff do you have?"
"Enough for the duration of the storm." Sherry answered.
Jimmy woke up. "Are we done yet?" He asked."
"Not by a long shot, Jimmy." Bill answered. "Not by a long shot."