The Virgin Club 2
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.
A month later I got another call from Willy. "I've got another customer," he said.
"Huh?"
"You remember Wayne? Well he was talking to a friend of his on line and recommended our services," Willy explained.
"Introduction to Sex 101?"
"That's it," Willy said. "This guy is from North Carolina. He's a gym teacher and coach at a small private school. It's a Christian private school. Apparently Mother Theressa got more sex than he does."
"That's an unattractive image. Is he married?"
"It's a marriage of convenience, she's a dyke gym teacher at a public school," Willy explained. "She gets out more. Apparently his school is high security. The administration is on the look out for the smallest trace of sexual misconduct."
"How old is he?"
"I'm not sure, but I got the impression he in his late thirties to early forties. Wayne said he's a Marine type, flat top and clean shaven."
"Will he like us?" I asked.
"Wayne gave him the full run down. He's afraid of the effeminate types. He needs straight looking men. His name is Buck, by the way.
"I've never exactly figured out what straight looking means," I said. "Not all gays are drag queens. When is he coming?"
"I take it you're interested?" Willy asked.
"Sure, Wayne was fun the last time," I said.
"Buck will be in town next Friday. He's refereeing a basketball tournament," Willy said. "I'm going to call Ari next."
It turned out Ari was busy, but Willy had a lot of friends. He told me Ralph Williams would come. I didn't know Ralph well. He was an officer in a bank. I had met him a few times in social situations. At noon next Friday, Willy called and said Ralph had an unexpected house guest. The guest was willing to join us if it was okay with me.
"I take the guy is into this sort of thing?"
"Big time according to Ralph," Willy said. "Ralph said we'd like him." I said it was fine with me.
Buck and Willy arrived at 7:00 on the dot. Buck was blond, with a flat top and a buffed muscular body. He was not a conversationalist and was clearly uneasy. Five minutes later Ralph and his friend arrived. Ralph is a six foot plus man, rather imposing. His young friend, Tom was shorter, but it was clear he spent a good part of his life at the gym. He looked as if he had walked out of a muscle magazine. Buck looked at Tom in clear admiration.
Any hesitation Buck might have had vanished when he saw Tom. It turned out that while Tom looked like an action figure for a superman of some sort, he was a nice guy and horny as hell. He was unashamedly into cock and at ease with his sexual preferences. I guessed Tom was in his early thirties, but he liked older men. Ralph was in his early fifties, Willy in his early sixties. I was in my mid fifties, but I had grown a beard that turned out to be white, so I looked older.
Buck was in his early forties. We went to my bedroom after a glass of wine and stripped. Willy was usually the spark plug, but Tom beat him to the punch. Tom went after my cock while Ralph took care of Buck. Willy talked with Buck and gave him his pre sex pep talk. Buck fondled Willy's cock as they talked. Tom was shaved smooth except for his black bush. At first I thought Buck was shaved too. He had reddish-blond hair and his body hair blended in with his skin. He had a pelt. Buck bent over and sucked Willy's meat without prompting.
"I've never been in a group like this before," Tom said. "I hope no one minds if I sample all the new meat. Damn, you're good looking men! Are there any ground rules?"
"Just say please and thank you and let nature take its course," Willy said. "You might mention when you're getting ready to shoot. Some guys aren't into getting a mouthful of your special sauce."
"For everyone's information I love man cream. I shoot it and I take it, so don't worry about me," Tom said. "I'm no shrinking violet." It was soon evident Buck was no shrinking violet either.
I admit I'm bad about guessing how a man is endowed. There are stories about a correlation between ear or nose sizes and cock size, but I've never noticed. I guess wrong every time. Ralph was your basic mild mannered and bland banker. He was hung like King Kong. It didn't look like much when I saw it just before he went down on Buck, but when he came up for air it had grown into a monster. When Buck saw it he looked as if he discovered Blackbeard's treasure. I was impressed, but he was new to the scene. Ralph's cock was a natural wonder to him.
Ralph's meat must have been at least nine or ten inches, thick and uncut. It was a club cock with the head about the same size as the shaft. Buck couldn't take much of it, but he sure enjoyed trying. It was inspirational. Tom was going after my cock with enthusiasm. I'm a solid 7 and he was trying to deep throat me. We got on the bed so we could sixty nine. Tom was perfectly proportioned , but only 5 feet-four. I swallowed his member in on gulp. After a little work, Tom took all of mine.
As soon as I sucked Tom, I realized his cock was a precum dispenser. His home brew lube was rich and tasty. There must have been an extra dose of male hormones in them. I got turned on big time. I also realized he was a size queen.
As Buck sucked on Ralph, somehow Willy infiltrated in between them and got to suck Buck. I hadn't seen Buck's cock yet. I had been in someone's mouth as soon as he was naked. Soon we were all on my bed, and we eventually formed a small daisy chain.
During a lull in the conversation we talked.
"I was afraid about getting naked with other men," Buck said.
"Are you scared now?" I asked.
"Not at all. "It's much better than I thought. I know men shower together on teams, but I couldn't visualize being naked with men in any other situation. I was afraid I'd get hard and embarrass myself."
"I like erections," Willy said. "I love it when a guy's up and ready to play."
"You don't get embarrassed?" Buck asked.
"We all have the same equipment and know our cock can have a mind of its own," Willy replied. "I take it as a compliment when a guy gets hard."
"I like to play with a soft cock until it gets hard," Ralph said. "It's nice that god installed an early warning system in the cock to tell you when a guy's going to pop."
"You mean the erection?" Buck asked.
"That and precum," Ralph answered. "It give to a chance to decide of you want to take the cream."
"You take the cream?" Buck asked.
"Let's just say I'd take yours!" Ralph replied. "In my mouth or in my ass." Buck was half hard as we talked. His cock sprung to attention when the conversation turned to fucking. We soon found out Buck had never fucked anyone, male or female. After a little talk with Willy, he was also more than willing to give it a try.
Willy wanted me to be the first. He knew I liked the bottom and wasn't afraid to show it. Willy felt Buck would enjoy fucking a guy who could be a cheerleader too.
Buck had never used lubricant, other than spit before so the bottle of Wet was a new sensation for him. He loved it, and I think he would have been satisfied with that if I hadn't been on my back with my legs on his shoulders. Buck had a seven inch long, but very thick cock and was uncut. Tom lubricated me deep and Willy, Ralph and Tom gave Buck advice as to how to fuck.
Buck nuzzled his meat at my hole and Ralph suggested he bounce his head in my hole. On the fourth bounce my sphincter gave way and he was in. Buck liked the cool lubricant, but I don't think he had any idea what my hot ass would feel like. The sphincter is hard and tends to resist anything going in the opposite direction it expected, even in a seasoned bottom like me. Buck moaned as his cock slid deep into my velvet soft ass. One of my friends had told me I had the perfect ass. It was both soft and tight. Buck and I bonded, both emotionally and genitally. My sphincter grabbed his foreskin, but left the shaft free to explore.
It would be hard to tell who enjoyed it more, Buck or me. Natural male instincts came to the fore and Buck wanted to pound me, but Willy slowed him down. "Take your time," Willy said. "Enjoy it." Buck tried, but it was hard for him and soon he gave my prostate a cum bath.
Buck had what could best be describe as whole body orgasm. He shook, shivered and twitched for a minute or two. Even when he pulled out, he twitched a few times as another ejaculation struck. It was a beautiful thing to see. We all rested after that. You got tired just watching him shoot off.
I talked with Tom and Ralph as Willy and Buck dosed off. The next time I looked at them I realized Willy had been busy. While we chatted, Willy fucked Buck. Fuck isn't quite the right word. Willy's cock was definitely in Buck's ass. Buck was softly purring as Willy rubbed his prostate with his knob. It was a pretty sight. Fucking was too crude a word to cover Willy's gentle genital massage. Willy twitched a few times and left his load in the formerly virgin ass. Both men were happy.
When Willy pulled out Buck was still rock hard. Tom knew what he wanted. Tom got on his back and pulled is legs back so his asshole was wide open and available. He winked his ass at Buck. Buck looked relieved, then pleased. He later told me he didn't know if you got to fuck twice. I told him fucking was only limited by his ability to stay hard and the number of willing bottoms.
"You're kidding?" he responded.
I smiled. "I'm not kidding at all. To tell you the truth if you can stay hard for a long while you can become a popular man."
Buck took his time with Tom. Tom was small, but he loved Buck's meat. Since Buck had already had a huge orgasm he had let off some steam, so he took his time. It helped that Buck was attracted to Tom and that Tom was a bottom too.
While they played I discovered Ralph was a top. I guessed he was at the upper edge of my size range. Since I had already taken Buck's meat and he had shot a load deep, I was willing to give Ralph a try.
As it turned out Ralph knew all the tricks off the trade on how to get his cock into an ass. "You just relax and leave it to the Cockmeister," he told me.
"I'm not sure it will all fit," I said.
He laughed. "I'm a good judge of that sort of thing," he said. "I'll take my time." He didn't exactly take his time, but he was good. Willy played his wingman, with a bottle of poppers at hand ready to ease the way through the hard spots.
There were a few rough spots but in a minute or so, I was royally fucked, totally fucked, fucked from head to toe. It wasn't the most pleasurable fuck I had ever felt, but it was the most sexual. Ralph wasn't rough at all, it was just the size of his organ that dominated me. Sometimes you feel as if you merge during intercourse. Ralph absorbed me. I became a part of him, an extension of his cock. Quite frankly, I was perfectly happy and willing to be his fuck toy. I just surrendered myself to the sensations and let Ralph drive.
Ralph loved this. I'm not sure exactly what happened. The rush of emotions and sensations amounted to sensory overload. I shot off twice, but I have no idea how may times Ralph shot off. I think he may have invented several new ways to fuck a man, but I'm not sure. It was a wild ride.
I think if we had the time Buck would have tried to make up for all those lost years by continuously fucking us for a week or two. By the time he went home, he had fucked me, Ralph, Tom and even Willy. Each of us was a proud recipient of Buck's manly juices. He had to get back to his hotel and our night came to an end.
Two weeks later Willy found another man in need of deflowering. This was a referral from Buck. Apparently he had hooked up on line with men who had the same problem. Buck had a friend named Dwight who was virgin and desperately sexually repressed.
Buck told Willy Dwight was both afraid to try sex and eager to experience it. Willy asked if the guy was a nut case. Apparently that wasn't the case. Dwight was a good Baptist who had believed it all. He fell for it hook, line and sinker. He had married at 18, but divorced a year later. Neither he nor she could do the dirty deed. They were too guilt ridden to actually have intercourse. Dwight was 30 now and the frustration had reached a melting point.
Dwight was going to be in Richmond on Friday evening. Willy made the arrangements. Ari was available as was a friend of Ari's named Stavros. Ari and Stavros arrived at my house at seven. Ari had neglected to mention Stavros was an Orthodox priest. He was a nice guy but a bit intimidating. Stavros was a solid six feet-four and had a massive, black beard. Stavros said he was a top.
"I love to be the first in a virgin ass," he said. "As they say in Star Trek, I like to go where no man has gone before."
"I'm under the impression Dwight has never engaged in sex before," I said. "Getting fucked on his maiden voyage might be a stretch."
Stavros smiled. "You just leave that to me," the bearded giant said. "I have my ways."
I was uneasy about this with Dwight on the way. I didn't need to worry. Dwight arrived with Willy a few minutes later. Dwight had beard similar to the Greek priest, but his was of the Amish or Mennonite persuasion. I also got the impression Dwight liked the Daddy type. No one was more Daddy that Stavros. We talked for a while, then went to my bedroom.