The Virgin Club 3
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.
Dwight and Stavros were a good match. Dwight was the hairiest redneck I had ever seen; Stavros was the hairiest Greek. That was a good start. Dwight was shy, but I had the feeling Stavros was a dream come true for him. He was uneasy stripping. But Stavros was already at half staff and his cock head was already poking out of his thick foreskin. That inspired Dwight.
Dwight was a dirty blond, with low hanging balls and a meaty, six plus inch long cock with a mushroom head. Stavros had pitch black hair and a club cock at least 8 inches. It was impressively thick. Dwight may have been new to the scene, but he was inspired. He later told me he was afraid of the media stereotype of gay men. He was an ordinary, unaware guy and assumed all gay men had limp wrists and spoke with a lisp. He didn't want to be a man like that.
Cock suckers come in all sizes and colors and range from the stereotypes to leather men. Willy, Stavros and I are near the middle of the range with a tilt toward the more masculine, rather than the effeminate. We stood in a half circle. Dwight was on his knees in the middle sucking each of us. To say he was excited was an understatement.
I guessed he was cocked starved. He suppressed years of pent up meeds. Confronted with three men he wanted us all. After about ten minutes of constant sucking, he calmed down and we had a more relaxed time. Willy got him on the bed. I sucked Dwight as Stavros and Willy fed him their cocks. We rotated positions a few times so we all got to suck him.
Dwight had a good cock for sucking and for deep throating. It was so hard it looked like it hurt, but his ball juices were already flowing and that was a good sign. I had been sucking him for five o six minutes when the thick stuff began to spurt. It was a gully washer. It put him out of commission for a while. He had a long recharge time, so Willy, Stavros and I played for a while.
"Willy said you like it in the ass?" Stavros whispered. I nodded. "Do you like them thick?" I nodded again. "Damn, I haven't been in an ass in a year. I could really enjoy a tight hole. Are you willing?" I sure, so we did what turned out to be and near perfect demonstration of good fucking technique.
Willy had been smiling at us was we whispered. "Stavros has a big one. I think you need an appetizer cock to get you in the mood," he said. I got on the bed and Stavros lubricated my ass as Willy coated his organ with lube. Stavros held my legs open and Willy stepped up to the plate. He carefully nudged his knob into my hole and played with my sphincter. It can get tight and this stretched it. Willy had a sensitive knob and he claimed my ass all but kissed it.
Dwight was almost asleep following his massive orgasm, but when he saw Willy's cock enter my ass he rallied. He exclaimed, "Damn!" when Willy rammed the rest of his cock in me. It was good for me too. I'm normally a reserved man, but I can't be reserved when a cock makes a direct hit on my prostate. I was moaning in pleasure.
Willy fucked like an old stream locomotive. He started slow and built up to a man-ramming climax. Dwight liked that too. Willy soon shot off. He used half his load in my ass, then pulled out and shot the other half on my balls and gut. Willy once had a friend who liked to fake orgasms. A few squirts of sperm clear that up.
He also realized his virgins often were so excited they shot off early. This embarrassed some of them. As nice display of his own man seed tended to be reassuring. Seeing his spurting cock relaxed them. He had a short recharge time.
When Willy shot off, Stavros collected some of his cum and coated his cock with it and then positioned his cock at my ass. He pushed gently, but his cock could only be so gentle. It was liked being fucked by a beer can. Stavros took his time and it was worth the effort. I think if Willy had shot one more drop of cum in my ass, there wouldn't have bee room for it and Stavros' cock. I was totally filled.
Stavros was uncut and had extra skin. My sphincter gripped his skin with an iron grip, but the shaft inside the skin was free to move. It was wonderful. It is strange to meet a guy then, 30 minutes later have his cock up your ass fucking you to the moon. I have to admit I love it. Stavros was gentle and careful at the start, but eventually his hormones got the better of him. He shot a good load. Like Willy he shot half into my ass and the rest across my gut.
Dwight had recovered by now and was fully recharged. Willy held my legs open and my hole was available. Both Willy and Stavros had already shot off so my hole was juicy. It must have been inspirational since Dwight took his turn.
After Stavros' beer can, Dwight was easy and it slid in effortlessly. His big knob felt good. As soon as his pubic hair touched my ass I squeezed tight grabbing Dwight's meat. Dwight's face glowed in pleasure. He had been married, but he had never been in a hole that welcomed him. I was afraid he'd shoot off immediately, but his earlier orgasm cooled him down.
We played for a good twenty minutes. Sometimes I would clamp my sphincter tight and make him force his knob in. Other times I'd relax on the in stroke and tighten as he pulled out. I'm not sure Dwight realized you could play. He loved it. My sperm slicked ass was perfect for this and he responded beautifully. He eventually shot off a second time. He was tired by then and he went home with Willy. Stavros was leaving too, but as they left he held back.
"I know you may be fucked out, but is there any chance I could get a refill?" he asked. I was surprised he hadn't understood how much I had enjoyed it.
"I was hoping you would ask," I said. We returned to my bedroom. For the next hour we tried out every conceivable fucking position. Stavros was an imaginative man and it was wild and successful. During a brief lull he told me it he had a problem finding men who could both take his cock and enjoy it. I told him I was his man.
I shot off three times. Stavros popped four or five times. The man was a sperm factory. He went home a happy man.
I was out-of-town for a week. When I returned I had two messages. One was from Dwight and the other from Stavros. I called Dwight first. He thanked me for the good time he had. I told him it was just as good for me. "I have to admit I do have a warm spot for no strings attached fun," I added.
"I didn't know I could enjoy anything so much," Dwight replied. "To tell the truth, I didn't know some of the things you did were possible. Stavros was huge. Did you really enjoy it or were you just being polite?
"I'm not that polite. It was wonderful."
"It was exciting to watch," Dwight added. I had a suspicion where he was going. I noticed Stavros turned him on big time. Dwight wanted a more intense sexual connection with him.
"I thought doing something like that would be dirty," Dwight said. "You liked it so much. I liked being in you. Does taking a cock feel the same way as fucking?"
"That depends," I replied. "Fucking and getting fucked are two different things. I think just about everyone likes to fuck, but taking cock is either much better, or worse depending."
"Depending on what?" Dwight asked.
"You've got a nice cock with a big head. When your cock slid into my ass it rubbed me just the right way. Not every cock does that. I'm afraid it's more trial and error than a dependable scientific fact. Sometimes cocks feel great, other times they don't," I explained. He looked uncertain.
"You'd like to take Stavros' meat, wouldn't you?"
"You liked it," he said, "I think I'd like it too. I don't know if I could do it."
"Some guys can't get their head around letting a guy into their body for fun," I said. "It just doesn't seem right to them. I think of sex as a two way street, but some guys see it as a one way, dead end road. As far as I can tell, if it's good it's good for both participants. If only one of you enjoys it, you're not doing it right." I decided to take the bull by the horns and asked if he wanted to come by and do some experimenting. I guessed right about that. He said he's come by on next Saturday. I called Stavros next, but he wasn't home. I went to bed.
Stavros called me the next morning. After some small talk he said a friend was visiting and wanted to meet me. "I need to apologize to you first," he said. "I told my friend about you. He's big like me and would like to see if you hit it off."
Playing cool and seeming disinterested would have been the best thing to do, but I asked Stavros how big was the man. "He taller, heavier than me," Stavros said. "George is just as thick as I am but a few inches longer. He's a nice guy too." That sounded good to me. Stavros said he'd come by the next day at 6:00 and we'd go to dinner with George.
We didn't go to dinner with George, we went to dinner at George's house. He was a spectacular cook and good company too. George was perhaps six feet five and well over 300 pounds. With gray hair and a mustache, I assumed he was Greek. He was actually a Greek-Armenian mixture. He served wine with dinner and we were good friends after an hour.
Stavros eased the conversation towards sex after dinner. George was a widower, who had explored his gay side only recently. Oral sex had been a great success, but his cock had never been in a man's ass. He was interested, but had a hard time finding someone who could take his cock. George was a building contractor and didn't move in gay circles at all. I knew there were size queens who were willing and eager. Actually, I was willing and eager.
We went to his bedroom and stripped. Gay men are famous for inflating the size of their cocks. If anything George understated his endowment. He was as big soft as some men were that were fully erect. He was also hairy and muscular. The hair was even from his neck to his toes and looked clipped. I later found out his late wife didn't like body hair and made him shave it. It grew back as a clipped carpet rather than as a shag rug.
His balls were apricot sized and the uncut tube of man meat was filling out as he saw us naked. I dropped to my knees and gave him some help. As my tongue licked inside the foreskin, I tasted precum. He must have been drooling throughout the dinner. It was a rich brew. I licked his slit and tasted fresh precum. His cock head was huge and his slit must have been a half inch wide. I got more excited as his cock grew.
As Stavros lubricated my ass, I sucked George. I would have liked to have played it cool and collected, but as soon as Stavros positioned his cock at my hole I lost it. When he began to push it deep, George's cock responded with more precum. By the time I was fully impaled, George knew just how much I liked getting fucked. My ass must have adjusted to Stavros' meat, because it was more comfortable taking it this time. The pleasure was more intense too.
After Stavros shot off, he pulled out. I got on the bed and Stavros held my legs open as George got into position. He used globs of lubricant on his cock, then eased his cock into my hole. If I had an ounce of common sense, I would have been scared, but I was so turned on I wasn't worried. George was a gentle giant. He was a bit thicker and a lot longer than Stavros' monster, but George took his time. I loved every inch of it. His cock drooped when he was hard as if the weight of the organ was too much to support. The drooping curve made it easier to take, it must have matched my internal organs. Oddly he huge knob was a good shape for me too.
George was going where no man had gone before. I'm no virgin and it was a bit of a shock when I realized his knob was touching place never touched before. I opened wide and let him in. "It's like watching the Red Sea opening for Moses," Stavros said as he watched. I could fell George reacting as he went deeper. He was halfway in when he began to twitch. He shot off, and I thought he was done.
George was just starting. He continued to push deeper and the orgasm didn't effect his erection or enthusiasm. He was genuinely self lubricating. He oozed precum continuously and when that wasn't enough he could shoot a few volleys of the white creamy stuff to ease the way. By the time his bush tickled my ass we were both out of it.
Stavros and George were good friends and Stavros enjoyed watching. He reminded me of the mother Duck, pushing her chicks from the nest. He was proud George took to the water so effortlessly. He gave some advice, but mostly he enjoyed the view of the monster meat vanishing in my ass. If there was any problem, it was that George was too gentle.
I love a slow and easy start, but don't mind a pile driving finish. Stavros helped out with that. He didn't exactly give instructions, but provided guidance reassuring George that I was okay. I'm not a small man, but I was much smaller than George. I think he was afraid he might break me. Once his cock was it all was well with me. His cock was huge but had no sharp edges. Everything was rock hard but rounded and smooth. I knew from the ease of entrance he was filling my ass with his own homemade lubricant. He did some dilating and minor rearranging, but mostly his cock rubbed every sensitive portions of my rectum.
Stavros and George traded positions a few times. Neither man seemed to be effected by their own multiple orgasms. Like the watch they could take a licking and keep on ticking. They stayed hard and their balls kept on churning out sperm. The more the duo fucked me and the more sperm they shot in my ass, the better it was for all of us. Their huge members slid in easily and could freely explore my ass. I think they may have discovered several new erogenous zones in my ass, but I'm not sure. The sensations and emotions were so over the top I couldn't think straight. I remember licking their cum off of George's cock as Stavros fucked me, and then doing the same to Stavros as George pounded my sperm filled hole.
At some point during the session I realized George and Stavros loved each other. Both were tops, and they needed a third man with a willing ass to complete their relationship. With George's cock in my ass and Stavros' cock on my mouth the two men kissed. As George picked up speed on his thrusting, Stavros increased the flow of precum into me mouth. Suddenly I was drinking his man seed as George rear loaded me. I popped. We shot off together, a triple play. It was beautiful.
We talked for a while and I told them about Dwight's interest in exploring anal. They were oddly sympathetic. "I understand where he's coming from," George said. "You have this desire for men, but you keep on hoping it will just go away. Maybe it's just a phase. I remember thinking that getting a blow job was okay as long as you didn't reciprocate. As long as you could hide it and no one found out I thought I wouldn't really be gay. Eventually I reciprocated and loved it, but fucking seemed like a bridge too far. I was never able to admit I was gay, so I guess you could say I backed into it."
"It's hard for me to believe I wanted what I wanted," Stavros said. "I was preaching one thing and wanting another."
Dwight appeared at my house on Saturday with Willy, Stavros and George. Willy had warned him of the extra company, but all of us were men who turned him on. The atmosphere in my house was thick with testosterone and man lust. We had a beer and went to the bedroom. Dwight was fucking me doggy style when Willy popped his cherry.
Dwight was so excited fucking me he hardly noticed Willy until he was fully impaled. Willy used his prostate as a punching bag for a while and they both shot off. Willy pulled out slowly so his spewing cock would coat the entire chute. After a rest period, Dwight and I sixty-nined on the bed. We broke apart. Dwight was on a roll. Willy had rear ended him. Stavros got Dwight on his back and took him spread eagle style.
Much to my surprise and relief, Dwight opened up for the huge cock. I wouldn't say it was an easy fit, but it took no more that two or three minutes. A friend of mine use to joke that getting fucked can often "open up the possibilities." No one could get more open than Dwight. Apparently his "on" button was six inches up his ass.
Dwight discovered the difference between good sex and mind blowing sex. I wasn't sure taking a monster cock like Stavros' was a good idea, but I was a literal master stroke. Willy's cock had been a walk in the park. Stavros' meat was a trip to Yosemite complete with Old Faithful. He shot off in Dwight's ass, but it was so forceful, Dwight could feel it. All was well.