The Gang's All Here 2
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!
Teddy Bear called me a few days later. He wanted to know if I was still feeling good about the party.
"I know that somethings get better in retrospect, others do not," he said. "I enjoyed it greatly and it gets better the more I think about it. You might have a different outlook on things."
"I wasn't too sure about the party. I knew it was an old fashioned orgy," I said. "I was afraid my academic tenancy to dot every I and cross every T approach to life was not compatible with a sex party. It was great. While I knew sex was pleasurable, I didn't know it was that pleasurable!"
"That's the way it seemed to me too," Teddy Bear observed.
"I was worried that I was experiencing a major sexual awakening as I entered middle age," I added. "Somehow it turned out that wasn't a problem at all." Teddy Bear laughed.
"I've invited several men to the next party who are free spirits. They are good men, but they aren't at all shy. I think you are I are conventional men," he explained. "I'm not sure these guys ever tried being conventional."
"For me sex was an extra special addition to my life," Teddy said. "The first time you and I connected it was special. When I was a youth I had a few blow jobs with pals. These were sort of the "you show me yours and I'll show you mine" stuff. These experiences were not very good."
"The first time we did it, it was different," he continued. "I felt that I connected with you. It wasn't a dare or a game. When you took my load it was as if you knew something about me that I didn't admit I knew. I was afraid you might make fun of me. I was a big time jock. You were a plain old English major. The second time we connected, I realized you were a good guy and even if you knew some secret stuff about me, it was fine. The guys coming to the next party are old pals. I am hoping were can all relax and share our feelings," he said.
"Do you think the feelings will include the taste of each man's seed?" I asked.
Teddy Bear laughed and said, "You know I am generous in sharing my special sauce. I like the feel of cum as a lubricant too!"
We talked a little longer. I asked if Donnie and Paul were with the program.
Teddy nodded and said, "Paul suggested letting it all hang out. I hope he was sincere about that." I told him that I was pretty sure that Paul was on board.
A week later I was at Teddy Bear's house with Dennis, Javier, and Roger. Donnie arrived next with a friend Louis, a choir director. Teddy took us to the rec room. Billy, Gus, and Monte, the coach, were there. Teddy introduced us to three men, Tom, Adrian and Angel. Tom was short, beefy and bald. He was a pool installer. Adrian was tall, thin and looked like a 1930s lounge lizard. Angel looked like he was half Aztec and half Spanish Conquistador. Paul arrived a little later with a young man, Dominic.
We chatted a little, and then Teddy made a little speech. "I think everyone here knows why we are here to today. I'm Teddy and I am gay. I like gay sex and I both top and bottom, give and take. I think that most of you share my interest."
"If that isn't true, all is well. Everyone is here because we want to have some fun. Nothing is required or demanded. If things don't fit right, just say so. It is not a problem. We are here to have fun and feel pleasure. There is no need to be shy. I suspect that no one here is a virgin, or shy. I doubt anyone would be shocked or surprised," he continued.
"I think of myself as a delicate virgin," Donnie said while modestly batting his eyes.
"I'm sorry I offended you Donnie," Teddy said. "I was misled because I saw your phone number in every men's room toilet in the city!"
"That is total slander!" "That was one of my old phone numbers!" Donnie said. Everyone laughed and Donnie added, "I think it time for you to stop talking. It time for us to get naked and make some new friends!" Donnie knew how to read an audience. Everyone was naked five minutes later.
Paul came over to me. "Neil, this a Dominic. He is a new friend of mine. I thought you would get along. He is an English teacher at a school. I told him you were a literary editor." We said hello and Paul left. Dominic was short, thin, hairy, and very Italian. I guessed he was in his late twenties.
"I new to this. I don't know what to do," Dominic said in what was almost a whisper. "I'm embarrassed."
"I'm not new to this, but I remember when it was all new and a bit scary," I said. "The first time wasn't good and I decided I would never do it again. A month later I met another guy and all was well. When you get it right, sex is it's own reward. They don't give medals or trophies for sex because there is no way a trophy can be better than an orgasm."
Dominic smiled a little. I was stroking his cock and it was immediately clear that all of his sexual apparatus was in top notch condition. I dropped to my knees and pushed his foreskin back to expose his cock head. I licked the tip of his knob and tasted a hint of precum. That was a good sign so I began to suck him.
I concentrated on the underside of his cock head where the foreskin connected and on his slit where I was waiting for precum to ooze. It was not a long wait. While Dominic's cock was on the high side of average, his balls were the size a new potatoes contained in a hairy, low hanging ball sack.
"I make a mess when I shoot off," he whispered.
"Sperm is the trophy I get for a job well done," I said.
"Do guys ever take cum in the ass?" he asked in a whisper.
"Some do," I replied. "I love it,"
"It's so public here," he said.
"Everyone here is into sex big time," I explained. "Every thing we are doing is both intimate and public. Let loose and let yourself go. We are all here to suck, fuck and trade sperm. It it exciting, intimate and beautiful." I returned to Dominic's cock. Precum was still flowing and had increased.
A little later I realized that Dominic was interested in anal. Roger had told him I was into it and Dominic wanted to visit my ass. I should have been annoyed, but I realized that when I get aroused I my cock and ass both make demands. Dominic had the same needs.
I coated his cock with lube and got on my back. Somehow his cock looked bigger coated in lube. He lifted my legs to his shoulders and positioned his cock at my hole. To told him to push gently until all his cock was in me. Dominic followed instructions. When his knob encountered my sphincter, I told him thrust a few times, pushing harder each time.
He pushed and when he was in I tightened my sphincter and gripped his cock. He gently pushed deeper and moaned.
"I didn't think it would be like this," he said. "It's warm and tight. I'm afraid I'm going to shoot."
"Try to relax and just savor the sensations. Usually the longer you are in an ass, the better the orgasm will be," I said.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Stroke my cock and you will know what I am feeling." I suggested. Dominic followed instructions and he stroked my cock. I was rock hard and his cock twitched as he did. All was well. A few minutes later Dominic lost control and he began to ejaculate. He shook and shivered with each spurt. He began to pull out but I tightened my sphincter to milk his cock. I told him it wanted it all.
When Dominic pulled out he went to Paul. One of the new men, Tom the pool installer, came over to me.
"Are you filled up?" he asked. "I would be glad to help you out if there is room for more cum," he said.
Tom was not a looker, but he was very masculine. That was enough for me. Tom was a find. Most of his cock was hidden in his dense pubic forest. Only the puckered tip of his foreskin was visible.
"I've been bred but there is room for more," I said. "You are interested?"
"I sure as shit am." He replied. I was still on the floor and Tom raised my legs and nudged his cock into my ass.
"My dick is thick, so sometimes it is too much," he said.
"I will let you know if it's a problem," I said.
Tom slowly nudged his fuck tool into my ass. If you were prone to be kind, you might say Tom sort of looked okay. He looked to me as if his body consisted of desirable masculine features assembled by a blind man. Once his over sized cock head passed my sphincter, I didn't care what he looked like. He seemed to know exactly what I wanted. I had no idea what he was doing in my ass, but it was good, really good.
"Things might get real intense. I've never been in a cum lubricated ass before. Is it a problem if things get messy?" he asked in a whisper.
"Churn it up as long as you can, and then make your contribution," I said.
Tom had more stamina that I guessed. He took his time and shot a single volley. He was still as he got control again and then fucked me for two or three minutes and then shot off a gully washer of cum. He stopped shooting only after his balls were drained.
"It was beautiful," he whispered as he pulled out.
Angel came over to us. Tom held my legs apart, and Angel's tongue explored my puckered hole.
"Relax your hole," Tom said. "Angel likes used sperm drooling from an ass. Sometimes he gets really excited and he adds his own cum to the brew. Is that a problem for you?"
"I don't think so," I managed to say. Looking back, I realize that sperm is an excellent lubricant. I soon realized that some men felt an extra zip as their cock glided through other men's seed as they fucked me. One or two men thought it was too messy. I thought that was a little odd, since they were shoving their cocks into another man's ass. It was good for me.
After lunch another man joined our group. He was introduced as Willy. There was something slightly memorable about him. He reminded me of someone. He was middle aged, tall, bald, and solid looking. He looked as if he had been in good shape at one time, but he was beginning to go to seed.
I suddenly came to me he was a former state senator, Willard Northern. He wore a wig in public and I suspected he used something like a girdle to control his gut. He had owned a large construction company, and was comparatively sensible compared to many of the newer senators. His wife had died a year or two earlier.
Teddy Bear brought him over to meet me. It turned out Willy was writing a book on the history of the area, and Teddy thought he needed some editorial help. Willy had been a football jock at college, and a history major. That was his main interest, but his father had died during his last year in school. Willy took charge of the company and was a great success. His father had been a difficult man, and Willy was not. He had recently turned the company over to his son and daughter, and was returning back to history.
We talked a while. He told me he was good at research, but his prose was lacking. I asked him what that meant.
"Wordy and graceless," he said. "My friends said it was too wordy; my daughter said it was graceless. She is a harsh realist."
"Some of the authors I have worked with accused me of being too direct," I said.
He laughed and said, "If you ever met my children, you would know that they have no problem being direct."
Will asked if I would look over the first chapter and let him know what I thought. I said that was fine.
He then leaned close to me and said, "I've never done anything like this. It's kind of overwhelming."
"I'm fairly new to this too. I only had a few pals and did a threesome a few times," I said.
"How has it been for you?" he asked.
"I hate to say this, but I took to it like a duck to water," I replied.
"I had some bad experiences when I was on the team," Willy said. "It was sort of like the initiation shit."
"This is all voluntary," I said. "You're a big boy."
"Is that bad?" he asked.
"Not for me," I replied.
"I've never fucked a guy," he said in a whisper. "I don't know if I could do that with an audience."
"Well, if you bring some of you deathless prose to my house, I could look it over and we could do some exploring." I said.
Willy looked incredibly relieved. "You would do that for me?"
"Editing prose is my job. Taking a cock up my ass is a hobby," I replied. Willy burst out laughing. We arranged to get together the next day in the afternoon.
Willy arrived at two with his manuscript in his hand. I looked over the first chapter. I identified the problem as I read the first page'
"Willy, it strikes me that you use ten words to give six words of information," I said. "You also put what might best be in a footnote in the main text. I have worked with several authors who had the same problem. You know too much and you want to put it all in the books. You need to keep the important information in the text. Make it easy for the reader to understand."
"Can you fix it?" he asked.
"I am an editor. Fixing books is my job," I replied. "This is an easy problem to solve. Let me do a quick rework of your first chapter. You can take it back to your daughter and see how she reacts." Willy was okay with that.
We talked a while. I knew he was interested in sex, but was too uneasy to bring up the subject. I am interested in sex, so I brought up the subject.
"I didn't know if you were still interested?" he said.
"It seemed that I tend to be interested most of the time," I said. "I was thinking we might make a trip to the bedroom, get naked and let nature take it's course."
Willy smiled. "Are you always this direct?"
"You are well equipped, I am a size queen. I was hoping we would fuck like rabbits." I said. We went to my bedroom.
Usually lust overcomes timidity. I knew he was direct and forceful man. One of his electoral opponents complained he was too demanding and a bit of a bully. The voters liked that about him. Willy won by a landslide.
He was uneasy about sex with men, but erect cocks make there own demands. If there is an opportunity, the cock is ready to take it. Willy was a big man. I soon discovered his cock head was exceptionally delicate and sensitive. He shivered when my tongue caressed the delicate underside of his knob. Fifteen minutes later I realized that while his cock was fully functional, no one had explored it to find it was sensitive and responsive.
Sweet, thick precum drooled from his cock. I was licking it up and enjoying the rich fluid. He apologized for the mess. It told him it was a taste treat and I enjoyed tasting his excitement. It was beautiful.
"You mentioned that you have never fucked a man before. Are you still interested?" I asked.
"I sure am," he replied. I had some lube in the side table. I coated his cock with it and then asked if I could sit on it. He was fine with that. He had a fat, long, cock. I bounced on it a few times and then sat back. It surprised us both when we realized it was a perfect fit.
A little later I was on my back and his cock was massaging my ass. His thick man tool was working my prostate on every thrust. I could see his face and saw him react to my tight ass. He said he had never fucked a man before, but he sure knew how to work an ass. He suddenly stopped. I felt him shudder and shiver with each ejaculation. For a little while he was on a different planet as he drained his balls.
He collapsed on the bed. For a few minutes I thought he was asleep. He moved a little and asked, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
"It was good for me too," I replied. "Your cock is perfect for me, one size too big!"
"Is it always this good?" he asked.
"Let's just say you have earned a lifetime pass to my ass," I said. "I was better than a trip to Disneyland."