The Hole -- 1
I had driven by and even ridden my bike over the little bridge hundreds of times. Shrouded in trees, it was just one of those forgettable spots in the road. But Kevin said this is where I should leave the sidewalk and head back into the woods to find the place, so I did.
It was about four or five in the afternoon on a Saturday. The weak autumn sunlight was dying, and the thick covering of maple, sycamore and oak trees over the dry creek bed made it seem almost night time. I slipped a few times on the loose stones under my feet, after a few hundred yards, I saw a large concrete structure to my left, just as Kevin had said. When I got closer, I realized it was some kind of drainage tunnel.
I stepped inside, the ceiling was about 11 feet high. The cavern was pitch black, so I lit my path with the flashlight function of m iPhone. The concrete floor of the structure was bone dry. If it was something to do with drainage, it hadn't seen any water in a very long time, which was odd because it had just rained a few days before.
About 100 feet into the darkness, I saw another, smaller opening to my right. As I approached, I heard strains of what could have been some laughter coming from deep inside this new tunnel. I stepped up into it and found the opening to be about eight feet high or so. As I walked deeper, I heard conversation and saw some light ahead. In about 50 feet, I was there, the place they called "The Hole."
Inside, lit by flashlights, cell phones and a few hand carried lanterns, "The Hole" was large, round silo of concrete, maybe 60 feet in diameter. You couldn't tell how high up the ceiling went, but off to each side were two smaller tunnels leading in different directions.
There must have been 20 or 30 men standing around. Some were naked, a few just had their pants down. There were three couples obviously copulating on sleeping bags in the corners. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, some of the men who had stopped to check me out as I entered went back to what they were doing. Sucking cock, hand jobs, fucking. Then I spotted Kevin, who was standing in a half circle with two other guys who had their cocks out.
"Hey man, you made it," he said as I made my way over to the group. "Have any trouble finding the place?"
"No, your directions were perfect."
"Hey everyone!" came a voice from over our shoulders near the center of the room. A sexy bear with a dark beard, wearing only a jock strap was standing on a large box. He motioned wildly trying to get everyone's attention. The room fell silent for a moment.
"Kevin, please introduce us to your friend," the bear said, looking right at me. "What the fuck, Kevin?" I said under my breath. I wasn't comfortable at all with what was happening, and it seemed to violate Kevin's assurances that I could come and go from this place anonymously.
"It's cool" he whispered, that's just Rick. He found this place and invited us all. He likes to keep track of who knows about it."
"Uh, this is Jeremy," Kevin yelled, his voice echoing off the round walls.
"Welcome, Jeremy" said one man with a cock up his ass on a sleeping bag over in the corner.
"Glad you're here!" said another getting a blowjob, standing next to Rick.
Then in unison, it seemed like all of them men said my name and some form of welcome, almost in unison.
Then there was awkward silence.
"Uh, glad to be here," I yelled back tentatively.
The room seemed happy with that acknowledgment of the meet and greet time. Everywhere, horny men returned to practicing their dark arts of faggotry.
I turned back to Kevin whose cock was now in the hands of the guy next to him, a tall, then balding man in his 40s.
"This is Ray," Kevin sad as the man fondled his cock.
"Nice to meet you," Ray offered.
"And this is Dave," Kevin said gesturing to the other man, who was shorter, with jet black hair and a nice bushy goatee and glasses.
"Hey man," Dave said, looking at my crotch. "You got a big cock?"
"Well, I, uh...."
"Yes, yes he does. Whip it out, Jeremy!" Kevin urged.
I unzipped, dropped my board shorts to the floor and flopped out my 7." I guess the scene and the excitement of finally being here had gotten me pretty boned up. It felt good to have my meat out in the open air. I was wearing a black silky jock strap, so the cool, cave-like atmosphere felt like heaven on my now exposed hairy ass cheeks.
I was enjoying that feeling when I saw movement to my right. Without warning, Dave had dropped to his knees. The next thing I knew, he had engulfed the head of my fuck stick in hot, wet mouth.
I gasped and sort of groaned at the ambush blowjob.
"He loves giving head," Kevin said.
"Don't we all," I retorted with a chuckle, looking down to watch as Dave went to town on my meat.
I was just getting used to Dave's oral handiwork and starting to feel myself relax and really enjoy it when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and a hard cock through fabric pressed up against my bare ass.
"Hey man, I'm Rick."
"Oh, nice to meet you," I said to my defacto host.
Rick stopped and watched Dave work over my cock. It was pretty impressive and it felt even better. Then Rick flopped his own 6 incher out of his jock strap and offered it to the cocksucker. Dave took the bearded man's cock full in his mouth but stroked me expertly with his right hand. After a few minutes, he went back to sucking mine and then stroked Rick. Without any further discussion or negotiation, I guess Rick and I were sharing the same cock sucker.
Back and forth Dave went between us. About the fourth or fifth cycle, Rick began stroking my hairy butt crack with his fingers. It felt so good. I rarely bottom, but something about Rick's bearish manliness was already sending me down that road.
"So, uh, Kevin says you're verse. When's the last time you gave up this ass for someone?"
"It's been a while. Takes a lot to get me to bottom." I answered him. His fingers felt so good in my crack. I turned and studied his face. What a perfect bear he was. Deep, dark brown eyes, wavy dark hair to match and a full, black beard.
He saw me eyeing him and just as Dave was blowing me and stroking Rick again, the bearish man grabbed and kissed me. His full beard was so soft against my face. I let him stick his tongue in my mouth as my ass opened like a flower to his probing fingers. He stopped kissing me long enough to lick his hand and go back to exploring my hole. One, then two fingers found their way past my gateway as I sighed and sought more of Rick's hot mouth on mine.
"Come on, I have a little place we can go to do this right," He whispered.
We left a disappointed Dave on his knees, wiping spittle and pre-cum off his chin. But as we walked away, a hot, muscled Daddy was striding over stark naked with a huge hard on.
"Don't worry. Dave's about to get the face fucking of his life. He'll love it," Rick said.
I looked back and saw the Daddy taking control of cocksucker Dave. Rick and I reached one of the tunnels jutting off from "The Hole." He reached down, grabbed a backpack and we climbed up into it. We walked a few feet into the new tunnel, and Rick and I had a short conversation about both of us being on PreP.
"You gotta be on PreP or be clean and get tested to play at The Hole," he explained.
The tunnel was only about 6 feet tall, so we had to slightly crouch to walk in it, but a few paces in, Rick shined his cell phone to reveal a sort of shelf like-opening to the right. It was kind of like the sleeping birth on a train, just wide enough for a mattress that had been placed there. He dug around in the backpack and pulled out a lantern which he turned on and hung on a hook over the mattress.
Then he produced a large beach towel that he spread out as neatly as any housewife would do. He threw out a few more small objects and then we climbed up on to the shelf and stripped off what remained of our clothes, which for me was shoes, a t-shirt and some shorts. For Rick, it was just his black and white jock strap. He laid me down on the towel-covered mattress and started kissing and caressing me.
I loved how his manly, hairy body felt against mine. I am about 5'10 and Rick was 6'1 and had about thirty pounds on me. His hairy mass of masculinity felt good as it pressed me into the musty mattress, which had apparently seen plenty of action. Despite the precaution of the beach towel, it wreaked of sweat, cum and maybe a little piss, I wasn't sure.
Rick himself was a ripe pit lover's dream. The cool, dry air of the concrete caverns we were in kept us from sweating, but his pits were damp and moist. His thick, manly hair held his musk like grass with the morning dew. I buried my nose in his right one and became intoxicated with this stud's manly scent. Then I held his arm over his head and licked each pit clean as he panted lustfully underneath me.
Then Rick flipped me over and let me know he wanted to be in charge. He pushed my knees up to my chest, licked his fingers, and massaged my rosebud as he locked eyes with me and smiled.
"As bad as I want this ass, Jeremy," he said, "I am a gentleman in bed. If you don't want to fuck tonight, it's cool. I am totally verse and would love to take your cock instead or we can do anything else."
I appreciated those words.
"I can't wait to get mounted by you, Daddy Bear. Just go easy on me and open me up. Lots of kisses and loving does the trick," I told him.
Rick growled and held me down playfully, then he started grinding his rock-hard cock against mine.
"This bear's in heat and I want to make you mine tonight, boy!"
I grinned from ear to ear at those words. I sighed and moaned as he treated me rough, biting my nipples and humping on me. He kissed me passionately and held my mouth open by pinching my lower jaw, then he spit right onto my tongue to show his dominance. I eagerly swallowed, causing him to growl once more.
Then Rick the bear went back to attacking my ass with spit covered fingers. He flipped me over, so I was vulnerable, face up, ass down on the stinky mattress. I hoped he wouldn't just try to stick it in me and was more than relieved when I felt his furry face and hot, pointed tongue at my back door. I relaxed as much as I could, which allowed Rick to tongue fuck me deeply as he massaged my aching cock and balls.
I could have cum just like that. I was progressing well to an orgasm, but of course, Rick had other plans.
He flipped me back over and threw my ankles over his shoulders. He leaned forward and kissed me deeply, which is when I felt his spear-like six-incher pushing against my ass pucker. With his rimming and spit, the tip of his cock easily entered me. He growled at the sensation of entering me and rocked his hips back and forth, causing almost an inch of his meat to slide into my hole. I had never been penetrated so easily. I felt like a little whore, and I kind of liked it!
Then Rick grabbed a little tube of lube he had flung on to the mattress. He withdrew, squirted some on his rod and put the tip of the bottle against my butthole. The cool liquid oozed into me, followed by two of Rick's stubby fingers working it deep inside me. I grabbed the lube from him and pushed more of the stuff into my ass, going up as far as my long, skinny middle finger would let me. It was my last insurance against a painful fuck, something I always dreaded as a reluctant bottom.
Rick then handed me a vial of poppers, which I was all too glad to use. One giant hit in each nostril and I floated off for a few seconds, long enough for Rick to re-position my ankles over his shoulders and slide most of the way into my ass. He met resistance about half way, so I hit the poppers again, I felt his hot breath in my face and head, neck and shoulders felt all warm and numb. Then I felt Rick bottoming out in me, his thick bush against my ass cheeks and his big, balls slapping me rudely.
"Fuck yeah!" he growled as he drove into me.
There was no stopping him now. It did not hurt, I just felt full. I enjoyed him dominating me. I grabbed his huge shoulders and felt them beading up with sweat. More of his delicious musk hit me in waves from his hot arm pits. That was almost as intoxicating as the poppers. Rick leaned forward and kissed me.
"My pupper." He said. "Gonna breed your ass and fill you up with my cum tonight."
He slammed his cock into me time and time again. I relaxed, hit the poppers and enjoyed the sensation of being taken by a real man. It was heaven. My cock went limp, as it always does when I am on the receiving end of anal sex. That happens to more of us than the porn films would have you believe. I didn't care. I was loving giving up my ass and being used.
Rick loved my submission. He kissed me deeply and stroked my face. Our eyes met in the lantern light. It was actually very romantic and loving, but as Rick drove toward orgasm, he held my arms back over my head and let me know he was the man in the situation. His throbbing meat was buried to the hilt when he exploded inside me, filling my guts with his hot man lava.
I didn't want to spill a drop as he slipped out of me and onto his side next to me. He reached down and played with my cock as we kissed, talked and cuddled.
"Thank you, baby," he said. "I loved that. I hope you liked it, too."
"Yes, but now I want you to get me off," I said.
"Sure anything."
"Suck me and play with my ass opening."
Rick slid into position and took my stiffening member full in his mouth. I raised knees and gave his hot, manly fingers access to my cummy hole.
"Mmmm...sure is full of cum down there," Rick said proudly with a little chuckle.
"You bred me well, you stud!" I said.
Rick had a way of teasing my hole as he sucked that felt so good. I couldn't believe it, in seconds I was nearing a powerful orgasm. He tickled and massaged with his fingers and sucked and licked with his mouth. I was shuddering and blasting his pie hole with my cream seconds later. He gulped it down and smiled at me.
"Like that?" he asked.
"Fuck yeah!" I said. We cuddled and talked a while, then made our way back to the main part of The Hole. Kevin was getting fucked by the hot Daddy at this point. In general, the state of debauchery in the room had gone from mild to wild. There were cocks in assholes and mouths everywhere, and lots of moaning and groaning going on.
Rick grabbed my ass and kissed me.
"Welcome to the hole, Jeremy. I hope you'll come back as much as you want. Just one rule. Don't invite anyone else until you talk to me, first."
"You got it, Rick. I gave his cock and balls a playful squeeze. And settled into a corner to watch my friend Kevin get fucked. It was quite a show. I was gonna love coming back here.