The Virgin Club 4
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.
To say my friend Willy spent a lot of time on line understates the case. He was the king of chat. How he did it I don't know. He was retired, but did a lot of volunteer work and was a pillar of his church. Willy was good about visiting the sick and helping out those in need.
You might think being sex crazed and a Christian is and odd combination, but Willy didn't see it that way at all. Willy once told me the Good Samaritan was gay. He realized the Bible spent so little discussing homosexual sex because it wasn't a sin. He figured the ratio between dietary regulations and those discussing man sex was so poor because man sex didn't count.
"Jesus didn't mention man sex because he hadn't gotten around to it yet! It just didn't count," he explained. Willy would help the sick and hungry and help those unhappy men who lived lives of solitary and joyless chastity.
Willy never mixed his categories of good works. He never provided food for a blow job. He didn't like the pay for play approach to sex. He was shocked and a bit sickened to think he would help a guy who had fallen in hard times only in exchange for food or a job. Willy wasn't that kind of guy.
He had a wide range of men he chatted with on line and eventually the word got out he liked to help the sexually repressed and the timid. I think there are any number of men willing to help young men, and even more willing to help stud muffins find themselves sexually. Willy liked older men and wasn't to worried about what they looked like. He liked nice guys. That was his requirement. He also tended to like masculine types. He was a man's man himself, and that sort of man responded to him.
I've known him for years and realized he responded to his partner's pleasure. He could only truly enjoy himself when his playmate enjoyed himself. I have to admit I loved it the first time he fucked me and it has gotten only better with repetition.
Willy called me one evening and said he had a man who needed out services. "He not a beauty," Willy explained.
"At our age, how many of us are beauties?" I asked.
"Well this guy comes damn close to being ugly," Willy said. "I thought you might like some warning." The guy was called Toad. He was a construction laborer who had taken care of his mother until she died. He also had a cleft palette. Willy said the guy was timid and shy. Toad didn't sound like a great catch to me. Willy had a way of framing things so you ended up helping out anyway.
A week later Toad was at the door to my house. "Is Willy here?" he asked.
"He'll be here in a few minutes," I said. "He was held up in traffic." Toad looked frightened. "Come on in and we can have a drink." He looked uneasy, but came into my house. Toad was perhaps 5'-4" tall and heavy. He was bald with a heavy beard and mustache. This covered his cleft palette. It was clear his family didn't have enough money to get good surgery to fix the birth defect.
He smelled of soap and had just had a shower and was dressed in Wal-Mart clothes. They were clean, but very worn. He was nervous and frightened.
"I'm having a beer, would you like one?"
"Yes thank you," he replied. We went to the kitchen and sat at the counter. He looked shocked when I served the beer in a glass. I got the impression that was new to him.
We talked. He worked for the city crew in public works. He was a ditch digger. I had seen the crew at work a few blocks from my home and we talked about that. The door bell rang and it was Willy. When Willy came in the room, Toad relaxed. Willy had that effect on people.
Toad was ugly, but I found myself getting attracted to him. He was from a poor family, and was poorly educated. I was sure being short and having a birth defect made his school years a nightmare. His clothes were poor, but they were the best he had. He was polite.
Willy got him to talk freely. His mother had been his angel who had protected him. Now that she was dead, he was a lost. Toad didn't say that, but I knew that was the case. He was 45 and alone. After another beer or two he relaxed.
Willy moved the conversation on to sex. "Bobby and I were going to have some fun tonight," he said. "We were hoping you would like to join us?"
Toad looked both relieved and uneasy. This was why he was here, but I guessed he was afraid that when we saw him, we would change our minds. "What kind of fun?"
"Well it's not Bible study fun," Willy replied. He dropped his voice. "We were planning to get naked and have man on man fun."
"Bare naked?"
"That's the only kind of naked I like," Willy said,
"Will you go first?" Toad asked.
"Sure," Willy answered. "Let's go to the bedroom."
We went to the broom and started to strip. Willy and I stripped first, but once Toad saw us shirtless, he took his shirt off. "I'm really hairy," Toad said. "The kids laugh at when the see me."
"I like hairy men," I said. Toad was heavy and short, the weight was all muscle. He had the look of a 19th century boxer. His muscles were from hard work, not from steroids or personal trainers. He was a bear of a man, although his massive upper body was more gorilla like.
"Damn, you're an impressive man," I said. I was thinking that, but said it aloud. Toad looked at me in disbelief.
"I've never been with other bare men before," Toad whispered. "Is it okay to look?"
"It sure is! To tell you the truth, I've been with a lot of naked guys," Willy said. "I know how to have fun. One of the nicest things about being a guy is our favorite toy is always handy." As he said that he stoked his cock. "I told you were are here to have some cock fun. You said you'd like that."
Toad nodded. The room was dimly illuminated and it was hard to see Toad's equipment. Willy got him on the bed. He talked with Toad and played with his hairy chest. I went for the crotch. It turned out there was a lot more to Toad than met the eye.
Toad had a pair of apricots cradled in a fur covered tote bag dangling from his crotch. At first I found only the puckered tip of his foreskin. I sucked the skin into my mouth than went tongue diving for the cock head itself.
At first I thought Toad had extra skin. He had been excited in anticipation of our meeting and the skin had trapped some pre cum. This had stewed a bit and was a taste treat. Most of my tongue was in the skin when I finally encountered his cock head. It was apricot sized too and was rising to meet my tongue. Toad was a slow riser. Most of his cock was in his body. As he got excited, it more than filled the foreskin. It was huge, at least seven inches long, but it's diameter was really impressive. If you measured cock in volume rather than in length, Toad was a wonder.
As his cock grew, his shyness vanished. As soon as my lips touched his cock, he was excited and open to what ever might happen next. Willy got excited too. He arranged himself so Toad could suck him. Toad was uneasy about this, but as soon as he got into it, he was fine.
Sucking a cock is very much like playing with a loaded gun. Toad was on the edge of an orgasm several times. We had some cooling off periods to let him calm down. I was afraid he might be a one shot wonder so I wanted to slow up the climax. Willy wanted first dibs on Toad's cream. He liked to be the first to sample a man's home brewed pre cum
Willy and I rotated sucking him, but there was no way to hold off anymore. Willy took my place at Toad's cock and Toad let loose. We soon realized there was enough for two. We both got a mouthful. I was coated with Toad's man seed.
My fears that Toad would lose interest after his orgasm were ill founded. If anything, his interest grew. Thinking back, the man had 45 years of pent up sexual needs. After his spectacular orgasm, he sucked me for a while. I warned him when I was getting close, but he took my load and liked it. We had certainly shown enthusiasm taking his load and he had no problem taking mine.
We talked between sexual interludes. Toad's real name was George. His father had left his mother before he was born. His mother had been the redeeming character in his life. He had been treated badly by almost everyone else.
He had been working since he was 16 when he dropped out of school. He had liked school. But his mother was a seamstress and she could barely make a living. They needed the cash. He had few friends. His mother got sick a decade earlier so he devoted his life to her. He knew she was dying, but had no idea what to do with himself when she finally died.
A man he worked with was throwing out a computer and he got it. The computer had been a god send. Toad discovered the chat site and thus met Willy. The visit to my house was his first venture into the world of gay sex.
Toad liked the genital connection, but he loved Willy who is a hugger and a kisser. He was cautious about sex. I had the feeling he had been embarrassed or humiliated in sexual situations before. We were on the up and up, but he was uneasy. It took some time for him to relax. By the time the night was over Toad was a good cock sucker and had both of our cocks and fed us his sperm several times. Toad had a short recharge time and what seemed to have perpetually full balls.
Toad left my house a happy man. We decided to meet again in a week.
A strange thing happened during the course of the next week. I found myself thinking about Toad more and more. At first my thoughts were mostly about Toad's cock and what it would feel like playing tag with my prostate. After a while I was thinking more about Toad the man.
Toad appeared at my door at 8:00 next Friday. He was scrubbed clean again, but he was a bit more relaxed. We had a beer and talked until Willy arrived.
"Was it okay what I did last week?" he asked. "Was it too much? Too rough?"
"It was great for me, how was it for you? It was just right for me."
"I liked it a lot. I've never had that much fun before with a guy," Toad said. "I've never had that much fun with anyone."
"What did you like the most?"
"I liked everything," Toad replied. "I liked it best when you sucked my scuz from my cock."
"That felt good?"
"Oh yes!" he replied. "Did you like the taste? My knob felt wonderful when you sucked it."
"I like cum and love it when it's fresh from your balls," I said. "I could feel your cock twitching when you shot off. Do you think you could suck me that way? Would you mind taking my cum?"
He was silent for a few seconds. "I might. I'd love to taste Willy's."
"That's a good choice. Willy shoots a good load."
"Have you tasted his?"
"Sure, Willy and I share everything." I said. "Does that bother you?"
"No, it sounds nice. I'd like to share too."
"We like to fuck sometimes," I said. "Would you like to try that?"
He nodded, but added, "I'm not sure I want to get fucked."
The doorbell rang. It was Willy and he had another friend with him. Lon was a tall, well built man. Willy introduced him to Toad and we all and a beer. Lon was a construction worker. Like Toad he had been the support for elderly parents who had recently died. He seemed like a simple uncomplicated lonely man.
Toad and Lon seemed to hit it off. They seemed to like the same things and had similar lives. Apparently Lon was an old friend and playmate of Willy's.
"Hey guys, it's nice to chat, but I'd like to have some fun," Lon said in a lull in the conversation. It wasn't the most subtle approach, but it worked.
We moved to my bedroom and got naked. Lon was a find. He was quite muscular and hung. It was also clear he was turned on by hairy men. We were all hairy, but Toad was the gold standard for hirsute men. Lon went right for Toad. I went for Lon's cock. It was nice soft; it was even better hard.
Lon was comfortable and relaxed in sexual situations. He was at ease and Toad was at ease too. The sex was free and easy. Willy had told Lon I liked to bottom, and that was on his mind. He wasn't shy about making his interests known.
With Lon joining our group the atmosphere relaxed. Toad was comfortable and got more adventurous. Lon liked to top, and Willy had told him I was into it. He whispered in my ear. "Do you feel like taking a man pole up your ass?" I nodded. Lon was a man of action. I got on my back a few seconds later and had my legs on his shoulders.
"Have you ever watched a guy take it in the ass Toad?" Lon asked. Toad and Willy came over to watch. I had pegged Lon as a man rammer, but he took his time. His knob was almond shaped and he carefully nosed it into my hole. Lon toyed with my sphincter a while before he went deep. He was really close to shooting so he pulled out and Willy took his place. The two men alternated fucking me as Toad watched.
Willy asked if Toad would like to take a turn, of course he was willing. His beer can cock was as hard as it could be when he nosed his knob into me. Lon and Willy had used a lot of lube earlier and while it was a tight fit, it did fit effortlessly. I don't think Willy expected the sensations he felt when I squeezed my ass and gripped his cock with my ass muscles. He was in heaven.
Unexpectedly, while he was moaning in pleasure, he didn't shoot. Toad had a long fuse and he had a solid ten minutes of quality cock time before he popped. I was well lubed already and when he dropped his massive load of man seed in my ass I was downright juicy. Toad had found a new hobby.
Lon didn't mind juicy and Willy positively loved it, they added their seed to the sperm stew in my ass. All and all, it was a successful night. Most of the time I'm a reserved guy, but I lost it when Willy shot in my ass. There was no question how much I liked it and Toad came back and fucked me a second time. I had opened up a lot and it was great. They all went home at 11:00, tired, but really relaxed.
When I came home from work next Wednesday, Toad was waiting for me. He asked if we could talk. I said sure and we went in my house.
"What we did last week, was it as good as it seemed?" he asked.
I smiled. "It seemed that way to me."
"Is it that way every time?" "It was really good. I guess sometimes it not quiet so good, but it's never bad," I said. "You liked it, didn't you?"
"I loved it. I didn't know anything could feel that good," Toad replied. "It was beautiful." He paused. "The guys at work, they talk about getting fucked as being bad and dirty. It isn't that way, is it? My cock was in your ass and you liked it."
"Not for me and Willy and our friends," I said. "I guess nasty people can have nasty sex. Some people use other people. They trick them into having sex. We're not like that."
"Lon likes to fuck. I like him, but I'm not sure I could take his cock," Toad explained. "Do you think he would like me if I don't?"
"You can be friends, or sex buddies, or friends and sex buddies," I explained. "Take your time and see what develops." I told him I was going to be out-of-town this weekend, but maybe we could get together in a week. He said he'd like that.
Willy sent me a message in the middle of the week saying Toad wanted to know if he could bring a friend with him. I said sure. Willy was bringing Lon again. I had never been in a quintet before and was interested.
Toad arrived with his friend, Don. Don was a young man, maybe 30. he was short but muscular. He was part of the same city crew as Toad. Don was very shy and would hardly talk. He relaxed when Willy and Lon arrived. Don was enthusiastic once we were naked. I didn't think he was at all experienced, but he was willing to do anything we asked or suggested.
Don was different from out other virgins in one way. He was into his ass big time. Don wanted to get fucked. He had experimented with a dildo and now wanted the real thing. Don got on his hands and knees to suck me, in his position he had his ass exposed. Willy wasn't the shy type. He touched Don's hole and when Don didn't move to protect it, Willy knew what to do next.
I had lubricant near by and soon Willy had eased his cock into Don's rear. Apparently that was just what Don wanted. All was well. Ten minutes later our all-oral event had turned into an anal festival. Willy and Toad were all top, Don and I bottomed and Lon swung both ways.
Usually there is a lot of anxiety when guys get fucked the first time, but this was as easy as it could be. The second Wally's head was on the dark side of Don's sphincter it was obvious Don liked it, and the same was true when Toad fucked me. About fifteen minutes after we started fucking Toad got on his back and let Willy visit his prostate. Willy was a master of the first fuck. Don was into ass play, and he had shown the way.
It took some work, but Toad liked the end result. After Wally shot off Lon went in. I think Lon's cock may have been a better fit. It was easy and the entrance was smooth as silk. Lon's long cock slid in easily. By the time the party wound down, Don, Lon and I had been fucked by all four men. Toad had taken Willy and Lon's load up his ass and was feeling good. The party broke up after there was no chance anyone had enough strength for another orgasm.
Eventually Toad and Don moved in together. The both found the security they had lost when their mothers died.