Uncle Bubba's School 2
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, comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com
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Tony arrived promptly the next evening. He came with an older man, Gus. He was Tony's mother's baby brother and about fifty. Gus was the man who gave Tony the blow job at the wedding. Apparently, a blow job at family events was the regular highlight of these events. Gus was a beefy, balding man with a furry pelt peeking out from his shirt.
Gus was timid, but when he saw Bubba he loosened up. Bubba was all man and that attracted him. I was soon sucking Tony as Gus sucked Bubba. We traded places and Gus discovered a strong interest in my cock. My cock isn't huge, but Bubba describes it as being in the 80th percentile. Gus loved it.
Over the next three hours I found out a lot about Gus. He was the assistant county clerk. His immediate predecessor lost his job due to "irregularities." These were sexual and had been exposed in a newspaper story. That terrified him. The office was under staffed and Gus worked 12 hour days to make sure everything was correct. Gus had no life outside of work.
I suspected that Gus was 110% closeted gay. When he had a chance to escape from the closet, he didn't just suck Bubba's cock; he worshiped it. I felt as if he had found the Holy Grail as his tongue explored and stimulated it. Gus looked like Tony in some ways, with the addition of 60 pounds. I think some guys might describe him as a troll, but he was a friendly troll.
I was able to suck Gus. His tool was short and thick. He was oversupplied with foreskin and when my tongue peeled it back, his knob was plum sized and exceptionally tender. He moaned and twitched as my tongue worked it magic. I wasn't just the twitches and moans that excited me, his body must have been 50% percum. I had to swallow several times there was so much.
My cock had been semi-hard, but Gus' reaction excited me. He was getting close. If you have ever used a water fountain that was improperly adjusted and shoots like a high-pressure hose, rather than the normal flow, you know how Gus shot off. At first, the spurts were so close together it seemed continuous, then it was clearly separate ejaculations. It seemed that each shot of sperm was as big as his first spurt. As his cock began to deflate, I could still get a big globs of cock cream.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered. "I didn't mean to do that; I've made a mess."
"Don't worry. I've taken every drop," I said. "It was wonderful, I loved every drop," I licked his knob again and he had a final ejaculation. "You are a natural wonder. It was beautiful."
As Gus sot off, Bubba was moaning as Tony took his load.
Tony had been sucked, but never sucked his playmate. Gus sucked, but had never been sucked and never had anyone taken his load. A new world had opened for them. They went home.
Two hours later Roger, Julio and Lewis dropped in. Their visits were usually a nice combination of friendly talk and even more friendly sex. It wasn't true love, but friends who like to trade orgasms and sperm can only be so bad. Before I met Bubba, I had thought that you might get tired of sex with the same man or men. Luckily that wasn't a problem at all. Men are good at experimenting and inventing. Moods change.
Roger and Julio wanted to know how Dean and Tony were doing. They were doing well, and I said when Tony brought Gus with him it was a very good sign. Sexual conversations tend to inspire sexual activities. Soon Julio was on his hands and knees as Bubba used his cock to massage Julio's ass and Julio attended to Roger's cock. Roger and Bubba wondered if Dean was ready to take a cock in his ass. Roger confessed that he wanted to fuck Dean but didn't want to be the first in case it didn't work out. Some asses were too tight to take a cock. Bubba thought that since Dean had taken his load, he was into man sex big time and he would open his ass for recreational purposes.
I took a seat sitting on Lewis' cock. His tool was curved and rubbed unexpected places. He had a huge head in a thin shaft and that felt great. I asked him if he had some pals who could use Bubba's services. He asked me to get on my hands and knees so he could do me doggy style. That was fine with me.
Lewis didn't talk much, and most of that was "hello" and "can I have another beer." He would talk when he was gently thrusting his cock into a receptive ass and could whisper in your ear. "I have a pal named Dooley. He's a nice guy. He a good worker, but not the smartest man in the word," Lewis said. "I gave him a blow job and he loved it."
"Do you think he would like Bubba?" I asked.
"He's a good-looking guy," Lewis said. "I look like something the cat dragged in. Dooley deserves better than me." He began shooting off, and that ended the conversation. I told Lewis to bring Dooley by. We could talk to him and maybe more. Lewis called the next day and asked if Dooley could come by on Friday evening. That was fine for us.
Dooley drove up in old truck that was beautifully restored. He was short, muscular and bearded. He was nervous, but Bubba knew how to get a man to relax. We had a beer or two. Bubba said he needed to use the whirlpool for his aching muscles. Dooley said he had the same problem after a hard day's work.
Once we were in the pool Dooley said, "Lew told me you were old friends and that we liked the same things."
"I guess you know some things are easy to like," Bubba replied with a wink. "We like having fun." Dooley hardly took his eyes off Bubba.
"I've never done anything with anyone but Lew," he said. "He's nice."
I sat on the edge of the whirlpool and Dooley looked over and saw my cock. I smiled at him.
Bubba was in the water. He came over and took Dooley's semi erect cock into his mouth. "Is that the sort of thing you like doing with Lew?" I asked. Dooley nodded.
"We just met you. Is it too much too soon?" I asked.
"Oh no. It's what I was hoping for," Dooley replied. We found out that Dooley had one trait that Dean and Tony lacked. He loved gay porn videos and had a broad view of the sexual possibilities in gay sex. He hadn't done it and wasn't sure he knew any one who did, but when he found Bubba and me a dream came true for him.
Dooley had a nice uncut cock and big balls. His most attractive feature was an ability to have multiple orgasms. He shot off four times in two hours. He learned one new skill, cum eating, and Bubba discovered Dooley had a sensitive asshole with clear sexual potential. When he touched it while he was sucking, he was rewarded with a mouth full of Dooley's best cum. It was his fourth orgasm of the night and it was still thick and plentiful.
Tony and Gus scheduled a session a week later, but I ran into Gus several days later. He asked if he could come by earlier for a solo session. I told him he could come by that evening. He came by at 7:00. Bubba was having dinner with friends and wasn't home yet.
Gus wanted to talk. He told me that he had been fucked in High School by an older friend of the family. "It hurt and I didn't like it. I've seen videos where guys like it. They seem to like to a lot," he said. "I don't know the guy who fucked me was doing it wrong, of if it's just not for me?" Gus asked.
"Let me tell you right off the bat, if you didn't want to get fucked, he was doing it wrong. It's essential that the guy you fuck is willing. It can hurt some at first, but it always hurts when you are un willing," I said.
"Did it hurt you?" he asked.
"Some, but I want Bubba to get in me. I want it to be good, even if the learning curve was longer than I wanted," I said. "Bubba had taken mine so I felt I should open up for him."
"I would love to take Bubba or Tony, but I am afraid it would hurt. I want to like it," Gus said. "Yours is bigger. I figure if I can take yours I will be able to take theirs."
"Let's get naked and see what happens while we wait for Bubba," I said. We went to my bedroom and stripped. I fondled his cock and balls.
"Do you like that?" I asked.
"I sure do," Gus replied. I dropped to my knees and licked the tip of his foreskin. I worked my tongue into the puckered tip and soon encountered his cock head rising to meet my tongue.
"You're still okay?"
"I sure as shit am!" Gus replied.
"I have a question for you. Am I sucking you, or are you letting me suck your cock?" I asked. "We are both guys. I know what you are feeling as I play with your tool. I know you are getting exited. I am too. We are working for a common goal. We don't know exactly what will happen, but we now we are expecting orgasm or two."
"It feels great," Gus said.
"I love playing with another man's cock, feeling it get hard and knowing he is excited. You can't hide anything when you are naked and erect. I can taste your excitement," I said. Gus leaned over and sucked me. I was more than half way to a full erection. His warm mouth was warm and wet. His tongue flicked and licked my cock head.
I rotated so that we could 69. Gus was fully excited now. He wasn't frantic. I had a sense he had let himself enjoy my cock. He could take his time and explore it. A minute or two later I tasted his precum. His sex juices were flowing.
"I can taste something," he whispered.
"It my cock telling you I'm excited," I told him. A few seconds later Gus shot off. I took it all. I was licking the late dribbles when my cock spurted a thank you note into his mouth. He took it all too.
We were still for a few minutes. "Have you ever shared your orgasm before?" I asked.
"I don't know what to think," he said.
"What did you feel?
"It was beautiful," he answered. "I was sort of embarrassed as I fed you. That vanished when you shot off," he added. His cock dripped a little, so I licked it up.
"You don't need to do that," he said.
"I wanted to do it. I like tasting a cock after an orgasm. It has turned soft again, but small remnants of the orgasm remain. You and it still feel the glow. Gus kissed my cock. I told him the next time we got together I would fuck him. "Make sure your balls are full. Getting fucked with empty balls isn't good," I explained. He got dressed and went home. Bubba returned a half hour later. We had a few quiet days and then Dean came by.
Some men inflate the number of their sexual partners, thinking that real men have lots of sex. That isn't necessarily true of some gay men. Some tend to hold onto their virginity even when it had vanished years earlier. Dean said nothing about what he did for a living. Some men are just very private, and others are just scared of being found out.
Dean came with a friend, Charles, a short, slightly pudgy man. He seemed terrified, but when he finally relaxed, he was still a bit hyperactive. I recognized him as the director of a Church Choir that produced excellent Christmas pageants. He didn't know me since I was just an audience member. He and Dean had experimented a little, but the experiments were minor and the little was the same as extremely rare. Charles was in a lead lined closet.
I understand the closet and would never out a man, but I know the closet can cause problems, both sexual and mental. Repressing your true nature causes problems.
The whirlpool came to the rescue. Most of Charles' modest supply of muscles were tied in knots do the stress he was under. Dean got him into the water and relaxing. If you like manly men, Bubba was the poster boy. Church musicians live in an unusual world of music and performances. Bubba was from another planet, a well-hung planet.
Charles was talented but had gone to a born-again school for religious musicians. That had pleased his parents, but there was no exposure to real life. There were no fun times in the dorm showers. I was never into the fun times, but I did know that all men have a cock and some cocks were attractive.
Dean was busy with Bubba, so I worked with Charles.
"You are new to this? Are you uneasy?" I asked.
Charles nodded. "I want to do something, but I'm too uptight," he said.
"Well, why don't I get something going. If you don't like it, I will stop," I said. "Does that make sense to you?" He nodded again, so I leaned over to lick his cock.
If you could get whiplash from a cock going from soft to rock hard, I would have gotten it. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
I smiled. "Getting hard and enjoying cock is why we are here," I said and then I tried to swallow his tool. I took it all and he moaned. Some men say they are growers not showers. Charles must have had his cock telescoped in his body. When it grew, it was impressive.
"Your buddy is well equipped," Bubba observed when he saw it erect for the first time. I knew Charles was well known as a musician and received lots of praise for his work. Praising a man's cock may be superficial, but it sure makes a man feel good. I later found out that Charles' experience was as a cock sucker. He had never been sucked and didn't think he was attractive enough to be sucked. I was the first and I gave him a full demonstration of my cock sucking skills. I tried doing everything possible with his cock except using it to play Taps.
Bubba and Dean joined us to form a small daisy chain, linked mouth to cock. Dean and Charley were full and enthusiastic participants. Bubba was sucking Charles as he sucked me, and I sucked Dean. Dean had to leave to get to a meeting. He dressed and told Charles he was in good hands as he left. We then cooled down and talked.
"I remember being a kid and thinking that I was the only one in the world who felt sexual urges. Of course, I didn't call it sexual feelings. I thought they were odd and very strange," Bubba said. "My folks were conventional, they never mentioned sex. I was on the JV wrestling team and discovered a new world. We didn't actually do anything, but we were nearly naked in public and all naked in the showers. I also ran across some men in the woods skinny dipping."
"They didn't just swim. I didn't know what they were doing, but I knew it involved one guy's cock and the other guy's mouth. I went by the same place a few more times they saw me, I was 15 and big for my age. One guy said that if I wanted to watch scram. If I wanted to join them that would be fine. I joined them. I loved it."
"I never saw another man's cock until I was 22," Charles said. I was sure I wasn't supposed to either look at it or like it, but it was a total turn on. I knew that was bad, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. Two years later I met a guy at a rest stop. We went to the woods and I sucked him off. I was horrified that I liked it. I thought would never do that again, but somehow I dropped by the rest stop with some regularity."
"Well Charles, just think of this as your own private rest stop," I said. "If you like it and I like it, how can it be bad. Do unto others is the golden rule isn't it?"
"I don't think he meant that?" Charles said.
"He didn't mention any exception to the rule for sex, did he?" I asked. Charles was getting hard again, so I returned to sucking him. After sucking for five minutes, I felt him relax. I had concentrated on his cock head and noticed his precum had begun to flow. It was sweet and plentiful.
I was relieved since you can't fake precum. If you are excited it begins to flow. Wanting it to flow doesn't work. It requires sexual involvement. I had been uneasy about precum when I was younger. If I got excited as a teenager, precum was involuntary, and it could leave a spot on my pants. I was afraid someone would notice.
I was hoping that Charles would let nature take its course and let go. Ten minutes later he lost to battle and began to ejaculate. He had been saving and it was a huge load. Bubba was watching and he encouraged Charles to let his cum flow. "It's a gulley washer. If I could bottle that stuff, we could market to every gay man in the country," Bubba said to encourage him.
At first, Charles wanted to pull away, but Bubba told him that I loved the stuff he hoped to take it the next time. He was also playing with Charles' tits and that seemed to stimulate him to ejaculate more. Things calmed down, and I remained attached to his cock licking the post orgasmic remains. Charles was a bit dazed. He had sex with two men and shot off my mouth.
Are you okay?" Bubba asked.
"It was unbelievable," Charles replied. "I don't know what to think."
"Charles, your cock has told us all we need to know.