Tiny Tim 3 By Bald Hairy Man
This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex. If this offends or bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a discussion of safe sex. If you have, any comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com
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Larry became a friend. I found out he was indeed one of Bumpass' blowjob friends, but he wanted more than that. Physically Larry was a god. He was handsome, well built, affable and intelligent. Bumpass was about the same size as the quarterback was neither well built nor handsome. He was smart, but socially inept. I am a dwarf.
I had a wonderful child hood. Bumpass had a poor one. I would have thought Larry was a dream come true for his parents. That wasn't true. His dad was an asshole. Even worse, he was a retired military asshole. He made it to the rank of Major, but Larry's dad deserved to be a five star general. No one could appreciate his skills, intelligence or ability.
Larry's mom lived in terror of him; Larry tried t please him, but there was no way Larry could ever be good enough to please his dad. Larry did please the Coach, but the coach was a domineering man, and Larry couldn't accept the coach's praise. Larry though the coach was just setting him up for a fall, they way his father did.
Larry wanted affection and he found it in Bumpass and me. I liked Larry; Bumpass loved him. The relationship began as a blowjob, but after his visit to our room, it grew.
Over Christmas break, one of the dorms suffered a small fire. As they cleaned it up, the discovered the building was infested with mold from the basement to the attic. The building had to be closed all but rebuilt. It was a freshman dorm and they school asked that any students who could rent an apartment do so.
By the standards of penniless students, Bumpass and I were loaded. We both had fellowships and stipends. I thought my fellowship was good, but Bumpass scholarship had been enhanced by a major software company. It was a no strings scholarship, but the company wanted Bumpass to know who loved him.
I talked with Phil, who managed and apartment complex. He had just the place for us. It was next to him at the rear of the complex. The original owner of the complex was the manager, and had his own apartment to the rear with the apartment office, a shop and unit for the janitor's unit. Phil knew the original owner. He had a taste for students, both male and female. His apartment was secluded so that playmates could slip in without being noticed. We took the unit. It was unfurnished, but my folks took care of that. Mom had just inherited a house from her spinster aunt. It had enough furniture for three houses.
Dad and Mom arrived with a U-Haul it. Bumpass and Larry unloaded it and by that night, the apartment looked good. While they moved, I took care of getting phone and internet service and transferring the electrical service. Moving furniture isn't exactly my strong suit, but Bumpass wasn't good on the phone with Utility men, and I was. Everything went smoothly. My parents were much involved. I was excited to be in my first apartment. They were excited and worried. I was becoming independent. They wanted that but were uneasy. They went back home that night much less worried.
I had hopes that our first night at the apartment would be a wild sexual romp. We both fell asleep before 10:00. I actually made it to the bed. I found Bumpass sleeping in the sofa the next morning. It had been a long day.
Mom had gone grocery shopping the day before, so that was settled. Classes resumed on Monday, so we had another day to be settled. Around three Bumpass received a phone call; it was one of Bumpass' blowjob buddies. Bumpass had asked if he could have a pal visit. Of course, I said yes.
About ten minutes later a man was at the door. Martin was a stocky, beefy man with a blond beard. He dressed like a construction worker. We talked a little. Martin was nervous and shy and they went to Bumpass' bedroom. I was watching television. Fifteen minutes later Bumpass came out. He was naked and semi-erect.
"Do you think you would like to join us?" Bumpass asked. "Martin is kind of interested. He's a nice guy." I was afraid he might just want to see a naked dwarf, but my cock didn't seem to mind. While my brain is sensitive, my cock seems to be very single minded. Bumpass leaned close to me. "He just took my cum for the first time," he whispered. "He liked it a lot and wants more." I went to the bedroom.
Martin was definitely not a good-looking man. His face wasn't symmetrical, and was slightly misshapen. His body wasn't gym toned and you could tell he liked beer. He was an average man who was borderline ugly. He must have done heavy labor, because he was solid and massive. He had the beginnings of a beer gut, but he worked too hard for it to get out of control. He wasn't educated at all, and had a mountain accent. He had a deep voice.
I took my clothes off and discovered that two, semi erect men can quickly find common ground. He liked what he saw.
"I thought you'd be small," he said. "You've got a bigger one than I have." I am sensitive about being small, but I discovered it's hard to be insulted when someone is complimenting your cock. Martin's cock was about six inches, but it was really thick. Since his cock was at my mouth level, I went over and took a lick. That turned out to be a good way to make friends fast.
Martin and Bumpass had been going at it hot and heavy. The second my lips wrapped around his cock, he oozed some sweet and thick sex juices. At that time, I didn't fully know how that affected me, but I knew I wanted more. Martin looked a bit beaten up. Heavy work takes its toll. He looked a bit thuggish and rough.
His genitals were tender and responsive. I didn't expect that of the crude man. He moaned as I licked his delicate knob. I took the entire organ and suctioned some of his sex juices from his balls. We both loved that. He lifted me off the floor and stood me on a table so he could get to my cock easier. My organ was cocked and ready and I came really close to shooting my entire load. He licked up a few ejaculations before I got control.
Bumpass had told me Martin liked man cream, but I hadn't understood just how much he liked it. For the next hour, Martin tried to get every drop of our sperm out of our balls and into his mouth. He loved the stuff. I had never encountered a real cum-hound before. Bumpass and I didn't need to do anything but lie back and have orgasms.
Bumpass was perfectly happy with that. I wanted to sample Martin's special sauce. Eventually I sucked Martin as he took care of Bumpass. When Bumpass shot off, Martin climaxed and I took his load. I had already discovered being naked with a man tends to break down barriers. I can defiantly say that sucking up a man's sperm as he shoots off is way exciting.
We had just met and now we were sharing our most personal and intimate experiences. For some reason, I had the feeling it was special for Martin too. Things calmed down. Martin said that maybe he should get on his way.
"If you could stay around, I would sure like a second session," I said.
"Really?" Martin asked.
"It was good for me," Bumpass said. "I didn't know you liked to suck so much. You're good!" Martin didn't need much convincing.
"Doing it in a bed room, not in the stall of a men's room is really nice. I've never done it bare ass naked before," Martin said.
"I didn't know you liked to suck," Bumpass said.
"You always get me first!" Martin said. "You're too fast!" We all laughed. We talked some more.
"I can hardly believe I'm on a bed with two naked guys talking and sucking," Martin said. "It's like it's the most normal thing in the world."
"Good, isn't it?" I asked.
"It's more than nice," Martin replied. We had another suck session and Martin went home. We settled down. The experiment with Martin was a success. I knew Bumpass had other playmates and wondered if they would be dropping in. In some ways, this was scary. Meeting new people is always worrisome for me. I don't know how they will react to meeting a dwarf. I also realized I like sex and meeting people was necessary to have sex.
While my experiences with Bumpass, Martin and Phil had been good, I knew more was possible. I was pretty sure the sky was the limit sexually speaking. A few days later, I was trying to work this out in my own mind when Martin showed up at the door. Phil was in the kitchen fixing a leaking faucet. Bumpass was working at school.
Phil and Martin immediately hit it off. Martin helped Phil with the plumbing problem. Phil was under the kitchen sink and when Martin touched Phil few times. Phil didn't object. Martin all but felt him out.
"Sorry about that," Martin said. "I slipped." I had been watching. He hadn't slipped.
"We're all boys here," Phil said. "There is no need to be shy." He got out from under the sink. "Are you men pals?" he asked.
Martin knew exactly what he was asking.
"Martin and I just met a week ago. He's Bumpass' friend, but we are getting to know each other better," I said. "Phil is also one of Bumpass' friends," I said to Martin.
"Bumpass is a friendly guy," Martin said.
"He sure is," Phil added. "Bumpass is fun after a long day at work. He likes to help a guy relax." Phil felt a need to rearrange his balls. Martin appreciated that.
"I've only met him a few times, but it was fun," Martin said.
"If you don't mind me being direct, I'd love to have some fun right now," Phil said. He began to unbutton his shirt.
We were all naked and in my bedroom a minute later.
The situation was odd but exciting. I was a bit more comfortable than I had been earlier. I knew Martin and Phil, so it was easier to get connect. We were all excited. I was never sure how to bet the ball rolling. I was still shy. Phil wasn't shy at all and he seemed to be a natural leader of men. Martin was a born follower.
"Martin, Timmy and I have played before and we get it on hot and heavy. Sex isn't a spectator sport, is that a problem for you? It's lots of fun, but we get hot and bothered, and it gets a bit sticky and messy at the end," Phil said.
"I'm good with that," Martin said.
"I'm not the shy type and I am open minded." Phil said. "We are three naked men with erections. If you have something you would like to try, just ask. I have some mileage on me and you won't shock me, and there is a good chance either Timmy or I can help you out."
Phil bent over to suck Martin. When he did this, he opened his ass. I guessed that wasn't accidental. His ass was at the perfect height for me. When I nosed my cock into his hole, I realized he was already lubricated. I was beginning to think this meeting was not entirely accidental.
I knew Phil liked my cock. I didn't guess how much Martin would like watching my cock slide into Phil's ass.
"Oh boy, that's a pretty picture," he said.
"It feels better than it looks," Phil said. "Timmy has a good one."
"Is bigger better?" Martin asked.
"For me it is," Phil replied. "It depends on the person; Timmy does the trick for me. I thought he was a novelty when I first met him. I thought he might have a dwarf cock. That would have been okay, but the full size man tool is better. It turned out it was just plain good sex!" There was a gap in the conversation. Martin watched me pound Martin.
"I've never been fucked," Martin said in a whisper. "I think I'd like to try it."
"Well you have come to the right place." Phil said, "We're nice guys and we are sure willing to help you out." He paused. "Did I, by any chance mention I like to pop virgins? It's a real trip for me."
"What about you Tim?" Martin asked. "Have you been fucked?"
"No, I'm not so sure I'm into that," I said. "I just discovered I like to top. Phil has been nice about that."
"I thought you liked to fuck virgins?" Martin asked of Phil.
"I hate to sound jaded, but I like my playmates wiling and ripe. No wine before it's time," Phil said. "If you get lucky with Tim, I don't mind being the second. Shit, I can be really happy being the tenth!"
"Do you think I am ready?" Martin asked.
Phil smiled. "Well, you are the only one who knows about that. I bet you have been thinking about it for a while. You are afraid Bumpass is too big, so you are looking for a man with a good starter cock," Phil said. "I don't want to brag, but I have had many satisfied customers."
While they were talking, I was pumping away. I forgot to pay attention and I when over the top. I shivered and shook as I shot off.
"Do you mind if I try it?" Martin asked. "I've never topped before." Phil was willing and Martin stepped up to the plate. Martin would have been a poor poker player. He was uneasy when he positioned his cock at Phil's ass. He pushed and nothing happened. Phil smiled and I think he relaxed. Martin pushed a second time. This time his knob vanished. He continued to push and the entire organ slid into Phil's rectum. As it did, every trace of anxiety vanished and a look of deep satisfaction spread over Martin's face. It was a beautiful thing to watch.
Martin didn't exactly look satisfied; it was more of an aura. He exuded satisfaction; I knew what he was feeling. I had no real idea what it would feel like before I fucked Phil. People talked about fucking in school. However, while they wanted to do it, no one ever said what it felt like. Phil felt good. I hadn't guessed how good it could feel. Martin was happy.
"Take your time Martin," Phil said. "I ain't going anywhere. It's still good if you make it last." Marin was in high gear, but he calmed down and took his time. Phil was a good bottom and from Martin's reaction, I could tell he was using his sphincter to caress Martin's organ. Even when he slowed down, Martin didn't last long. He had a quiet orgasm. I knew he was shooting off, but he looked relieved. I was sure he drained his balls.
When he pulled out, he collapsed on the bed. I was drained too, but we relaxed. Phil was still fully loaded, but he took his time. He seemed to know Martin and I would rally and would be ready to go again.
"Your ass was nice and tight," Martin said. "It was beautiful. Was it good for you?"
"It was," Phil answered. "I'm basically a top, but I've been enjoying the bottom lately."
"Why do you bottom if you prefer to top?" Martin asked.
"To tell you the truth, I use my ass as bait," Phil said. "Once a guy has fucked me a few times, they begin to think they owe me a trip up their rectum. I just wait for them to feel guilty and then take my turn."
"I don't know if telling us your plans is the best way to achieve them," I said. Phil smiled.
"I'm not trying to trick you; I want to fuck you," he replied. "I have had most of my friends for years. Some I've been fucking for 20-30 years. A one-night stand is okay. I guess you could say I am into marathons not sprints. I take my time and ease you into opening up for me."
"Well. I can understand why it feels good to fuck a guy, but I have no idea why anyone would like to be fucked," Martin said. "It doesn't make any sense to me."
"Maybe it's time for a little demonstration," Phil said. "Some things are hard to explain, but easy to do. Why don't you boys get on your back and spread your legs." Martin gave Phil a suspicious look. Phil smiled and said, "Trust me!"
He lubricated his index fingers and touched our holes. Martin jumped and Phil told his to calm down. "You will know a lot more about your sexual apparatus in a few minutes than you do now."
He placed a finger at our holes and gently lubricated the hole. "You have a pretty little rosebud, Timmy," Phil said. He just played with my hole and eventually eased his finger through the sphincter. "You boys have nice and tight holes."
"Is that good," Martin asked.
"Well it's good for the man fucking you. You can get a good grip on the cock," Phil said. "Did you notice when I squeezed my ass?"
"I sure did," Martin said. "It was good."
"I'm probing for the prostate now," Phil said. While I didn't mind having a finger in my ass, it was no thrill. He wiggled his finger around some. It was okay. Suddenly he touched something and I moaned.
"I got it!" Phil proclaimed.
"You got what?" Martin asked. A second later Phil must have located the same spot in Martin's ass. Neither Martin nor I knew what the prostate was or what it could do. I assumed it was just one of those organs that go bad in older men. I had seen the commercials on TV. I knew it had something to do with the reproductive system.
Phil knew where it was, what it could do and how to use it for maximum pleasure. I was over whelmed with sexual sensations. He knew how to massage it, and manipulate it. It hadn't occurred to me it was a sex organ and it was a sensory organ. I thought it was like the pancreas or liver, a purely utilitarian organ. Phil was the organ grinder; we provided the organs.
Phil let us cool off a few times so we could catch our breath. He took that time to tell us that while finger fucking was good, a cock in the ass was better.
Phil knew us better than we knew ourselves. After a short break, he eased his cock into Martin's ass. That was good. After the prostate workout, Martin was ripe and he didn't last long. He had a spectacular orgasm.
Phil was on the bed after Martin's climax. His cock was sticking straight up, so I straddled him and sat on it. I balanced on his big cock head, using it a stool. He was well lubricated and it popped through my sphincter. I then lost my footing and the entire cock. I was shocked, but Phil was even more shocked. He was afraid he had hurt me.
I was actually dazed and confused. I did know what to feel. Eventually the feelings and sensations sorted themselves out. I expected to have a hard time getting use to the invader in my ass. Instead, I had a warm and pleasurable sensation. His cock filled a void; it wasn't an invader.
I wiggled my ass a little and his cock slipped in deeper. The sense of warmth and completion intensified. Eventually I did a Hula dance on his cock. Phil began to twitch and moan. I could feel his semen ticking my ass lining. It was lovely.
Martin and Phil left and I rested. When Bumpass returned, I told him what happened. He was disappointed he had missed the fun, but was interested in my reaction to being fucked.
"Was it good enough to do it again?" he asked.
"It sure was," I replied. "It was good, and I think it might get better when I get use to it. I wasn't sure it would fit, but that wasn't a problem at all."
"This may sound stupid, but I wasn't sure where the full size part of you ended and where the dwarf part started," Bumpass said. "I assumed it just your legs, but I wasn't sure. Sexually you are full size."
"It was a relief for me to find that out also," I said. Bumpass had a bulge in his pants. Talking about sex did that to him. He saw me looking at his bulge. "It was good; I'd like to try it again."
"Mine is bigger than Phil's is," he said. One of the nice things about being a man is that it is hard to pass up a chance for sex.
"That is exactly why I'm interested!" I said. It didn't take a lot of persuading. I told him I wanted to sit on it. That gave me the most control assuming I didn't slip like with Phil. Bumpass was fine with that,
Once I had his oversized cock head at my hole, I had some second thoughts. Bumpass noticed and he produced a small bottle.
"If you hit a rough spot, take a sniff of this," he said.
"What is it?"
"Poppers, a friend gave me a bottle. It relaxes your ass muscles," he said.
"Do I have to take it?"
"No, just has it available in case you need it," he said. I sat on his well-lubricated rod and bounced. He was much bigger than Phil. Bumpass added more lube and I tried a second time. His knob popped in. it was fine, but I was stretched to my limit. I bounced a few times and it went deeper. It was fine, but I was uneasy. The poppers were in my hand. I opened the bottle and took a snort.
Nothing happened, but suddenly Bumpass' cock wasn't a problem. Bumpass' cock slid into my ass, and I went to the moon.