The Virgin Club 6
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.
We certainly had saved Rudy and his friends from a life of bitter abstinence. Once they got the swing of things all was well. Willy was afraid they may have gotten too much into it and had a nice long talk. They seemed to think it was necessary to abandon all of their beliefs because of their sexual interest. Willy helped then with that.
Several years later we had an unexpected visit from a man associated with Rudy. Willy called me and said he had a prospect. It was Rudy's father.
"You're kidding me!" I exclaimed.
"Nope, it's Rudy's father. Rudolph Minor himself," Willy said. "There's trouble in River City."
"What happened?"
"I guess you could call it a literal Bible Believer's train wreck," he explained. "His wife got sick and it turned out to be cancer. They decided to do the 100% prayer cure and it didn't work. She was in agonizing pain when her sister came to visit. She took his wife to the hospital and tried to get him arrested for trying to torturing his wife."
"He firmly believed he was so close to God, God wouldn't let this happen to him," Willy said. "He fell apart when she died. He's also estranged from his family. They wouldn't let him into the church for the funeral. It was a bad scene."
"How did you find him?"
"He found me. He found the web site on Rudy's computer. We chatted."
"Does he know about Rudy and us?"
Rudolph is about as clueless as a human being can be," Willy said. "I can't tell if he stupid, or just so literal, he can't see the obvious. The literal thing gets him in trouble. I don't think he realized it was a gay web site."
"How could that be?"
"it says it a site for mature men who want to be friends. That most of the guys have semi nude pictures didn't alert him to the main purpose of the site," Willy explained. We chatted for a week or so, and he asked me why. I told him and that didn't seem to bother him. The bottom had fallen out of his world, and he doesn't care anymore. He's a sad case."
"After we talked for a while, he let loose. He's gay and the religious obsession was a way to "cure" himself. My guess is he wife wanted children but was afraid of sex. They indeed did it only for pro creative needs. That worked for him and her. I made a mistake and sent his a picture of my cock, intended for another man. He got really excited."
"Where did that lead?" I asked.
"We had a little show and tell," Willy continued. "He's well equipped, by the way. He's was real interested, but pretending he wasn't. He tried to pretend he was shocked, but wasn't good at it. I said if he was so shocked I wouldn't show any more. He got less shocked fast. I got him to show and when he did he was hard."
"I'm not sure I like this guy," I said.
"I'd guess he's over sixty. It's hard to turn on a dime," Willy replied. "He wants to try it. I'm not sure why. Perhaps to be punished, or maybe his curiosity got the better of him."
"I'm still not sure," I repeated.
"I feel good about this. Trust me," he replied. Willy had good judgment. So I agreed. That evening, Willy came to my door with Rudolph. He had Marlboro man like good looks, but he was more like a Marlboro man gone to seed. Balding, he had a droopy, gray mustache and unshaved face. The circles under his eyes looked almost like black eyes they were so dark. He was over six feet tall. He had clearly lost weight because his clothes hung on him."
"Bobby, this is Rudolph," Willy said. We shook hands. We went to the kitchen and I offered him a beer. After a slight hesitation he took the offer. We talked a little and then Willy came right to the point. "Rudolph has never taken a trip on the wild side before. He was hoping we could show him the ropes."
"We don't use ropes," I said. Rudolph missed the joke. "You are new to man play?" Rudolph nodded. "Don't worry, there's damn little not to like in man sex. It comes natural once you do it once."
"I don't know if I would do it right," Rudolph said in a near whisper.
"Rudolph is filled with worries," Willy said. "I think it would be a lot easier for us to do it than it is to give instructions. Let's go to the bedroom and get to it." I don't think Rudolph was quite ready to do that, but Willy had an authoritative air about him and he came with us. We stripped.
"I've never been with naked men before," Rudolph said.
"We all have the same equipment and it works just about the same," Willy said. Rudolph's pants were tented. He was worried. Willy dropped his pants and was already hard. Rudolph looked relieved. He stripped.
"You have nothing to worry about in a group of naked men," I said. "You have a prize winner there." It was a beauty, seven inches and growing. Much to my surprise he was uncut. His knob was already spreading open the pucker. A bead of precum glistened in the slit.
"Food of the gods!" Willy exclaimed as he stoked Rudolph's cock and collected the precum on a finger. He licked it. Randolph looked shocked, but then dropped to his knees and began to suck our cocks. The transformation from born-again virgin to insatiable cock suck must have taken at least a second or two.
Randolph was born to suck. He was a natural. We got him to break apart. "What was I tasting?" he asked.
"Pre cum, man juice," Willy answered. "I take it you liked it?"
"I had no idea," he replied. He was out of breath. Willy talked with him; I sucked his cock. Rudolph's cock was drooling pre cum in a steady stream. When I deep throated him the stream turned into a flood. I expected him to pop at any moment, but he had the opposite of a hair trigger. He could take a licking and keep on ticking.
He was moaning as he responded to my mouth on his cock and his own worship of Willy's meat. As I sucked his juices, he replaced them with Willy's home brew. After about fifteen minutes the difference between the stream and the flood diminished and the thick, creamy sperm exploded in my mouth.
Rudolph must have lost weight in his orgasm. It was a ten course meal of man seed. Things calmed down for a while. We rested, but soon Rudolph rallied and was sucking me. Soon we were sixty-nining again, Willy was the odd man out until he figured out how to get his cock in my ass as Rudolph sucked me. If the flow of precum is any indicator, he liked that a lot. He took my load like a pro. We showered and rested.
Randolph was fully recharged. Willy sat in a chair as Randolph sucked him. He was on his hands and knees and had his ass wide open. My eyes met Willy's and I knew what to do. I lubricated my cock and Rudolph's ass. He jumped a little when my fingers touched his hole, but them relaxed. I'm bigger than Willy, but I guessed Rudolph was ready.
I took my time and eased my knob into his ass. He was tight, but didn't resist. After a few minutes of gentle pushes, I made a harder push and popped in. Randolph sighed in relief. I rested and let his sphincter adjust to being stretched, then I pushed deep. As my knob passed his prostate, he moaned. As he did, all tension left his body. He was open. There was no resistance. His ass was naturally tight, and gripped my cock firmly. It was the perfect ass.
After a few minutes, Willy asked if he could take him. I pulled out. Willy normally had a long fuse, but he had a particular warm spot for doggy style fucking. After a few minutes, he popped in a spectacular climax. We had a rest period.
Normally Willy and I would have called it a night. Thus was a lot for a guy to take in. He had sucked his first cock, been sucked and then fucked all in an hour and a half. Randolph was still rock hard. He chatted with Willy about how good it was. He was on his back with his cock sticking straight up. That was too much temptation for me I straddled him and sat back. I always lubricated my ass before these events just in case.
Randolph's meat was bigger and much better than I had guessed. I lost it as his member worked its magic. Apparently God designed his cock to ring every bell and whistle in my body. Even more surprising, Randolph had the instincts of a master fucker. He knew exactly what to do. He soon had my on my back with my legs spread wide, thrusting like a mad man. Again, he had stamina and held off shooting for a good ten minutes.
After he shot off, he collapsed on the bed. Willy mounted him. Randolph had no problem accommodating his new friends member. We all played for another half hour and Willy took Randolph home.
Willy called me the next day. Willy was always careful with his virgins. He was worried about buyer's remorse. Randolph had jumped into the sexual scene with both feet and wild abandon. Willy found Randolph was still experiencing the sexual buzz for the night before. He had spent his adult life avoiding and fearing sex. He now realized he knew nothing about it. He was well schooled in theories that sex was degrading, but had no concept of the pleasurable aspect of the sex act. His own personal experiences with sex were embarrassing and uncomfortable.
Later that night Willy called again. "Randolph called me a minute ago. He wants to do it again."
"He is a changed man."
"I also got a call from Stavros. His wife is out-of-town on a trip to Greece. He's having some friends over to his hunting camp for some fun and games," Willy said. "He wants us to come, if we can. I thought Rudolph would be a nice addition."
"How many men?"
"Well it's Wayne, Toad, Lon, Dwight and George," Willy said, "And a few other guys. It should a good group. The plan is to get there Friday evening, have dinner, spend the night, and stay until mid afternoon Saturday." that was fine with me.
After work on Friday, I drove to Willy's. After picking him up with Rudolph and we drove into the mountains. We talked on the drive. Rudolph was still feeling the buzz from his maiden voyage.
"It seems like a dream to me," he said. "I can't believe I did those things."
"Did you enjoy it?" I asked.
"It was more than enjoy. I didn't know you could do those things, or feel that much," he said. Looking at me, he asked, "It was okay for you?"
"I loved it," I said. "The sucking was good, the trucking was great!"
"I liked it too," Rudolph said. "Did it bother you I shot off in your ass."
"Nope," I replied. "If you like sex as much as I do, you can't separate sex form the orgasm. You're a natural. You opened up like a pro when I fucked you."
"I thought sex only worked when you are trying to have a baby," Rudolph said."I loved it when I was in your . . . behind."
"I could tell. I felt you respond as I entered you. When my knob rubbed your prostate, you relaxed and got into it."
"Is that what I felt up your ass?" Rudolph asked.
I smiled. "you got my prostate and any other organ that was capable of feeling! I actually felt your cum as it spurted in my ass. I was lovely."
"You didn't feel used?" "Unless I'm completely mistaken, I this were shared each other, rather than used each other," I replied.
The camp was rustic but had electricity and running water, I was a single room with a sleeping loft. It was very much a hunting lodge; there were no amenities for women there. A stone fireplace provided the only heat. It had been cold the night before. The room was warm and Stavros was shirtless.
"It looks like you're getting an early start?" Willy said.
Stavros smiled. "I can be comfortable shirtless anytime the temperature is above freezing," he replied. He greeted Rudolph. Rudolph like what he saw. Rudolph looked better today than he had when we first met. I had the impression then, he had given up. Now he knew there was more to living than mourning and beating yourself up.
Toad and Lon arrived about ten minutes later; Dwight was right behind them. Stavros was hot to trot and suggested we all get naked, down and dirty. "I have a couple of other friends coming, but they are with the program. They won't mind if we have the engines going and are warmed up when they arrive." Rudolph benefited from the normal interest in new meat.
You could say this was the first reunion meeting of Willy's fan club and it was a success. All of his friends had learned well. Ass we stripped I noticed excitement in the air. Excitement grew as cock after cock appeared. Toad was fully erect, and Rudolph, Dwight and Stavros were well beyond half staff. The men formed sucking couples, although Rudolph sucked Toad and Willy.
Toad wasn't an attractive man, unless you were attracted to gorilla-like hairiness. After sucking the two men they switched places. Toad and Willy sucked Rudolph. His cock had room for two. After ten minutes everyone was at ease. That was a remarkable feat on its own. They were memorably uptight when they first visited me.
Someone knocked on the door. Stavros opened it and two men joined our group. They were a classic Mutt and Jeff pair. "Men, this is Walter," Stavros said introducing the big man. Walter was about six feet tall and had a barrel chest. He looked like an ex Marine. "And this is Conrad," Stavros said of the smaller man. Conrad was about five-four inches tall and looked like a middle aged refugee for Woodstock. He had a beard and hair that hung the middle of his back. He was an unreconstructed hippie.
Walter took of his clothes as he entered the room, while Conrad held back some. I am a bad judge of character. I had pegged Walter as an up tight ex-marine type and Conrad as a flower child. Walter was ex-Navy, but he was totally at ease sexually and hot to trot. He went to Rudolph like a iron filing to a magnet.
"Can I cut in?" he asked Toad. Toad pivoted form sucking Rudolph to sucking Walter. Walter bent over and swallowed Rudolph's impressive member in one gulp. All was well. Walter had moved so fast, I Didn't have time to see his cock, but Toad was satisfied.
Conrad looked lost. He was thin, wiry and furry. His most notable feature was low hanging balls. They were jumbo sized eggs in a furry sack. Stavros and Dwight went to him. Stavros told Conrad to suck Dwight and when he bent over to suck Dwight, Stavros rear ended Conrad is a single thrust.
I realized Conrad was a needy bottom who craved a cock up his ass. Once Stavros' cock popped through his sphincter, Conrad was happy and at ease. By the time I went home everyone in the group had spent to quality time rubbing Conrad's prostate with their cocks. Conrad loved the bottom, just loved it. Several of our reformed virgins were uneasy about that. They were at ease with it after spending some time with Conrad.