The Virgin Club
by Bald Hairy Man
This is a story about gay men and gay sex. If you don't like that DON'T read it. You have been warned. It is intended for adults to read, not for minors. It is a fantasy, not a sex manual. No effort to portray safe sex practices has been made. If you have any comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com.
My friend, Willy, spent a lot of time on line in gay video chat rooms. Willy liked older guys and developed a group of men he chatted with regularly. He had a warm spot for inexperienced men who were interested in gay sex, but who were too closeted or too scared to try it out. He had a good time filling them in on his own sexual experiences. Willy wasn't a virgin.
Like most chat rooms it was 90% bullshit, but once and a while he found a hot prospect. After he chatted with one of these men Willy gave me a call.
"Bobby, I have a proposition for you," he said. Willy was full of propositions all the time. He was that kind of a guy. "I've been talking with this guy named Wayne for a year or so. He's turned on by man sex, but has never done it. He lives in some hollow in West Virginia surrounded by cousins. He's coming to Richmond and wants to try it out."
"Try sex?"
"That's it. He wants to give it a spin. With me," Willy explained. "Well I told him I would love that, but I wasn't full service. You know I only top. Don't you?"
"How many times have you fucked me?" I asked.
"Three or four hundred times, I would guess," Willy answered.
"And how many times have I fucked you?"
"Well, rounding it off a little, I would say zero," he replied.
"Do you think I got the message?"
"I guess you're right about that," he admitted. "Well he's coming and I was hoping you would help out some. Ari said he could help too." Ari was Greek Restaurant owner that I had the hots for. He was a muscular, stunningly hairy man who rang all my chimes.
"I guess I could help," I said.
"Would you mind if we met him at your house?" Willy asked. "My apartment isn't good for entertaining."
"If you would stop using your apartment as a grave yard for dead computer parts it would be fine," I said. Willy was one of those guys who thought every piece of electronic trash had some part that just might be needed some day. After a little more conversation I agreed to let Willy use my apartment.
"When is the guy coming?" I asked.
"Next Friday. Is that okay with you?"
"It's fine."
I had a long week ahead and was preoccupied with my own work, so I was surprised when Friday came. Fortunately, Willy called me that morning so I had a chance straighten the place up. Ari arrived at 7:00. I have always liked manly men, and no one was more manly than Ari. He was muscular, a bit stocky and energetic. He had curly, salt and pepper hair from the top of his head to his toes. Ari was friendly and out going. He was happily married and had a big family, but liked to step out from time to time with the boys.
He claimed every time he screwed his wife he had another child nine months later. She lost her interest. He never cheated with a woman. Ari thought sex with men was just having fun. At 7:15 Willy arrived with Wayne. Wayne was tall and thin. I would guess he was in his fifties. He had a West Virgina type handlebar mustache and a hang dog look. If you wanted to cast someone as a hillbilly, it would be Wayne.
He was nervous. When I offered everyone a beer he calmed down. After a few minutes all was well. Both Ari and Willy had a knack for chatting and putting you at ease. They were regular guys. Willy looked like a dapper version of Gabby Hayes. He was a bit down home too.
When I returned after getting a second beer, Willy suggested that we get down to the business of the night. We went to my bed room. Wayne was uneasy about getting undressed. Willy pointed out getting naked and having sex went together. "If Adam and Eve could do it, we can," he said. Willy had a way of saying things that was funny and sensible. Wayne stripped.
There can be an uneasy lull between stripping and sex, but not with Willy there. Sex was a recreational activity for Willy. He was totally at ease with man sex and his casual approach calmed Wayne. Wayne was better looking naked than dressed. He was in pretty good shape and hung. He was hairy, but not hairy like Ari. His cock was a seven inch long, uncut snake, backed up by balls that seemed to hang to his knees.
Wayne was already half hard. "Sorry about that," he said.
"Shit, the harder the better," Willy said. Ari dropped to his knees and took Wayne's member into his mouth. He almost inhaled it. Wayne was shocked, but he knew a good thing when he felt it. I saw Ari swallowing and knew that had to feel good to Wayne.
"You see, I told you everyone here was a nice guy," Willy said.
Wayne smiled. "I didn't know they were this nice," he said.
Ari had to pull off, since Wayne's cock was growing into a most impressive tool. I took Ari's place and licked Wayne's knob. He had a flared cock head and was already oozing precum.
"I told Bobby and Ari you were new to this," Willy said. "As I told you none of us are exactly virgins. Wayne knows what he's getting into and knows he's not going to be a virgin when he gets back to his hotel room tonight. I also told him while he was the main attraction for the night, but that everyone was going to get off one way or another. By hook or crook, we were all going to drain our balls. Whether our man seed was going to be deposited in a mouth, shot into an ass hole, or sprayed into space didn't make any difference as long as our balls were drained.
With that little speech completed Willy replaced me at Wayne's cock. Ari and I flanked him and Wayne reached out and touched our cocks. I took that as a good sign.
"Have you ever tasted a man's cock?" Ari asked. Wayne shook his head.
"I've wanted to, but never done it," he said.
"Would you believe now would be a good time to start," Ari said. Wayne bent over and stuck out his tongue. He gingerly licked Ari's meat. Ari is uncut, so he pulled the skin back, exposing the entire gland. Ari's cock head was big. A bead of pre cum emerged form his wide slit.
Wayne looked uncertain. "You've tasted your own pre cum, haven't you?" Ari asked. Wayne nodded. "Mine tastes the same. It's sweet and tasty." Wayne licked closer to the slit. His tongue finally touched the glistening liquid. He liked it.
"It tastes good,"Wayne said a little sheepishly.
"Just about everything about a cock is good," I said.
"Let's get on the bed," Willy suggested. Wayne was on his back with me sucking his cock and Willy feeding him his cock. By now Wayne was clearly enjoying sucking. His cock was rock hard and drooling. We all traded places a few times. Wayne got more relaxed with each rotation. I had a suspicion he was one of those guys who expected to struck by a lightening bolt due to the sin of it all. After fifteen minutes he was comfortable and no longer afraid of the nasty Baptist god.
Ari decided he wanted to do more than suck. He asked if I was willing to bottom for him. He was just being polite. I knew I loved to get fucked. He also asked Wayne if he minded.
"Not at all," Wayne replied. "Can I watch?"
"Sure, it will be an educational experience," Ari replied. I was on my back on the edge of the bed. Ari raised my legs and spread them wide. Somehow his cock always looked bigger just before he worked it in my ass. Willy had a tube of lubricant. He worked it in my ass while Wayne coated Ari's cock.
Ari could be a man rammer if he was in the mood, but he was relaxed and casual as he poked his cock head into my pucker. He didn't want to scare Wayne off.
"Bobby here is a good bottom," Ari said. "This should be nice and easy."
"Your cock looks huge." Wayne observed.
"It may be on the high side of average, but it wouldn't win a prize at the county fair," Ari said. "I've always figured there's a cock for every taste. Some guys like them thick, some like them long. There are beer can cocks, fire plug cocks, tea spoon cocks and baseball bat cocks. Some where there's a a cock that's just right for you." By now Ari's head was on the dark side of my sphincter.
I moaned as Ari slid the rest in. Wayne exclaimed, "Jesus that's hot!" That was a good sign. Ari did a rectal massage with his cock. He could be slow and easy until he reached a point when he went into over drive. Then he'd race to the finish. Ari admitted that his cock had a mind of its own some times.
This wasn't his plan for today.
"Do you fuck your wife often? Ari asked Wayne. He was wearing a wedding ring.
"She's not much into it. We had two kids, both are grown now," Wayne said. "My old lady thinks sex is dirty. She's always had a problem with headaches, if you get my drift." I knew where Ari was going with the conversation. Wayne was hard as a rock and drooling precum.
"A man hole's a lot tighter than a cunt," Willy said. "Bobby loves it."
"Do you fuck too?" Wayne asked.
"I hope you don't think I'm a pervert, but there's not much you can do with a cock that I don't like. I tend to be a fucker and Bobby tends to be the fuckee, but Ari's full service. I like to top, but I don't mind entertaining on the back porch either," Willy said. He was shaving the truth a little with that comment.
"Wayne, you look like you're pretty revved up. Would you like to try Bobby's man hole?" Ari asked.
"Are you done?" Wayne asked.
"Hell no. I like to take my time and make it last," Ari said. ""You can spell me a while."
"I'm afraid I would shoot off," Wayne said.
""You may not have noticed, but shooting off is the whole reason for the exercise!" Willy exclaimed. "Bobby can take it."
Lust triumphs over shyness almost every time. Wayne was so horny I knew he'd be in my ass shortly.
Ari pulled out and Wayne took his place. "Just nuzzle your cock head in Bobby's hole," Willy advised. "Push a few times and test it. See if it fits." I had no doubt it would fit. He had a good sized knob on a long, thin shaft. That sort of cock was never a problem for me.
I'm no virgin so I have my own preferences for cock sizes and shapes. I never seem to turn anyone away. Willy says it's because I have slut tendencies. While I admit there may be a little bit of truth in that, I've also discovered you can only judge a cock in action. It may look good, but be ineffectual. I've had experiences with very handsome men who possessed perfect cocks who did nothing when they were erect and in my ass. By contrast ordinary men with uninspiring cocks have sent me to the moon and back.
Wayne was not my type and his cock was nice but not inspiring. In action it and he were a wonder. Ari had opened me up, so his knob popped in easily. I tightened my sphincter to grab the shaft as he pushed it in. I think it was love at first thrust.
Wayne discovered what a cock was for. He had never fucked anyone who wanted and welcomed his cock. It was a perfect fit for my ass. It was more than perfect for him. Over the course of the next two hours Wayne released fifty-five years of sexual repression into my ass. Ari helped out when I was tired and even Willy let Wayne give his prostate a cum bath. I'm not sure Wayne knew what sex was when he entered my house. By the end of the night he knew it all.
Wayne had a recharge time of five minutes. Willy timed it once. He would fuck, shoot and be ready again a few minutes later. By 10:30 Wayne's batteries had run down and Willy introduced him to his prostate.
Wayne wasn't too excited about that prospect, but he had been fucking us for two hours and fair was fair. Willy was turned on by virgins and he loved de flowering them. He had done it many times and never had a dissatisfied partner. He was gentle and took his time.
"When you do it just right, nothing but your cock will fit the bill," Willy said. Willy had a average cock. It was perfect for the average ass. After ten minutes of finger fucking and sphincter massaging, Willy pushed his cock into Wayne's hole. I don't think Wayne knew he had a prostate. Willy's knob hit the bull's eye. Wayne fought he invader until Willy reached the prostate, then Wayne unconditionally surrendered.
Wayne had a hungry ass. He couldn't get enough cock in it. Willy shot off deep in the hole, then Ari took a turn. I was holding Wayne's legs open when I saw Wayne opening his ass for the Greek man's knob. I had never seen a man's ass trying to kiss the cock that was fucking it before. It was lovely.
All good things have to come to an end, and Wayne had to get back to his hotel room. He was at a convention and an early morning breakfast meeting.
Willy called me a few days later. Wayne was back in West Virginia. They chatted on line. It had been Wayne's best sexual experience. "Wayne wanted to thank you for helping," Willy said. "I pointed out good sex is good for everyone. We didn't do him a favor, he did us one."
"He was a nice guy," I said. "You had to feel sorry for a guy who was so loving and affectionate, but had no way to use that love."
"Wayne's really proud of his kids, but there didn't seem to anyway he could express himself sexually," Willy said. "I think we provided a humanitarian service for him."
"I'm not sure teaching a guy how to suck and fuck is normally considered a humanitarian act," I said.
"Well it should be!" Willy replied.