Unexpected Group Fun By Bald Hairy Man
This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex. If this offends or bothers 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 winarch47@yahoo.com.
Robby Miller was the president of his own advertising firm. He was gay, but never mixed business with pleasure. He was imaginative, clever and specialized in helping declining firms refocus and revitalize their business. He had a knack of telling the hard truth and not offend. Somehow, he could tell an Eighty-year-old president that it was his duty to resign and let knew men in to save the company.
Robby was also six-feet-five and a former university football player. He was referred to as being a "very private man." No one knew he gay.
He was noted for giving credit where credit was due. That tended to be rare in advertising firms. He had two offices. He was in the New York office and there was a Virginia office in Richmond, that handed smaller companies.
His sex life took place in a restored "Plantation" in Virginia. Named Bellemont, it was possible Jefferson was involved in the design. It was handsome, modest and rather small. It was more a rural retreat than a plantation. His friends called it Monticello-lite. He added a guest house and indoor pool that had all the amenities of a mansion. The house was impeccably restored.
I am Bill Monroe and had a day job doing research on historic houses. That occupied my days, Bellmont occupied my weekend. I lived in what had been the manager's cottage. This arrangement was good. I am gay and got along with Robby well, both professionally and sexually. I do not play hard to get, and I am sexually flexible. It turned out that if Robby wanted it, I could do it.
He had known me for a year when asked me if I had ever been in an orgy. I said yes, but while most of the men were fine, several were suspect and there was liquor and that seemed to effect men's judgement. "Living in rural Virginia solved the orgy problem."
"Do you still have an interest?" He asked.
`I am a normal gay man. I am always interested in sex with men," I replied.
Robby smiled. "My firm has good people and seems to run itself. Somehow my interest in sex has come to life again. I was wondering if you might join me is opening our horizons?"
I nodded. The conversation was over, but I had a sense that Robby was making plans. This was his way of working. He would work things over in his mind and arrive at a well-developed general plan and then turn it over to his staff to develop. The staff would examine and develop the plan with their own ideas. The final product was a group project.
I knew Robby but I was not a part of the company. I was his direct employes. For obvious reasons he did not want to have his sex life associated with the corporation. Sex was private and not associated with the firm.
He was considering the purchase of Bellemont when he first showed me the house. I studied old houses and told him it was a major house, but it had the normal problems associated with 200-year-old houses. At the time I assumed he would not buy the house. It was a money pit. I knew he was wealthy, but I had no idea how wealthy. I also new he was gay but had no idea how gay.
For him sex was all oral. While I liked oral sex, my ass is a major sex organ, and he developed a deep interest in my ass. It wasn't callused, but it had been broken in. It was a revelation to him and transformed his vision of sex.
My sexual partners tended to be well educated and professional. I did work at a nearby university and knew several nurses and doctors. I was a historic advisor on the renovation of a historic medical structure. I am reasonable and felt being in u as a medical building was a major part of the renovation. The doctors liked that. One of the doctors, Samuel, also liked my ass and my approach to sex. I had a feeling he would like Robbie. That was the case.
Robbie did some recruiting. He found Davis, a lawyer; Tony, a restaurant owner and chef; Dan, a minster, Dudley, an older cop; Tommy and Joe, carpenters. With Robbie, Samuel and his nurse Harry, and me there were eight men,
In late June we got together at Bellemont. There were no planned activities. It was just to see if we got along well. Robbie explained why we got together. He said that we all were gay men and had similar sexual interests.
"At first, I thought this might be a discussion group where we could talk about our problems. My friend Bill told me he had no problem with conversation, but he wanted more sex. He said conversation might help a little with stress relief, but getting a blow job, or having a guy filling his ass with sperm would do a lot more than a little conversation," Robbie added.
"Bill and I were acquaintances. While we soon discovered that trading sex juices in either our mouths or asshole was a great stress reducer. I did feel a bit slutty, but a little slut is a great relaxer too," Robbie said." The men laughed.
"Is there any chance we could do some stress reducing now?" Samuel asked.
"I hadn't planned that, but we are all adults and are all well equipped for some fun," Robbie said. By then Dan, the Methodist minister, began to unbutton his shirt. Ten minutes later everyone was nude and sexually engaged.
"Is there any chance there are any bottoms in this group?" Samuel asked. I raised my hand as did Dan, Tony, Joe, and Harry.
"Do any of you have a problem taking cum?" Robbie asked. No one had that problem. Robbie added, "For your information, I am full service. I love other men's cum. I like to be naked and am a bit of a showoff.
Joe, the carpenter, came over to me. "I've never fucked a guy. Do you give lessons?"
I stroked his erect cock. "You have a good one. I would love to try it on for size," I said. "Any chance you could shoot off in me?"
"You like that?" He asked,
"I love that," I replied.
"Do you get to fuck me if you fuck me?" He asked.
"Only if you ask me," I said. "It's up to you." Joe smiled.
Men often have a nice characteristic. It is very hard for them to decide to avoid sex. Joe's body showed the effect of hard physical outdoor labor. He was muscular, and in good shape, but uneasy. He didn't have a dancer's body, but he didn't have the professional wrestler's body either. His body was used,
I dropped to my knees and took his uncut cock into my mouth. He had showered that morning. I sucked cock head into my mouth, peeled the foreskin back with my tongue and tasted his cock ooze.
I briefly played with his knob, and the pre-cum began to flow. I am not sure Joe knew what was happening, but his cock was preparing for the sexual event. Joe was getting ready. I was a little afraid he might shoot off before he entered my ass, but he remained in control.
Dan came by with a tube of lubricant. "Are you ready for this now?" he asked. I rolled over and spread my ass cheeks. He pushed the slippery stuff into my hole, then coated Joe's organ. This may have been new to Joe, but he knew what to do.
He gently pushed it into my ass, encountered my sphincter and pushed past that. From then on, he was on automatic pilot. His body was on automatic pilot. I didn't know how long he was in me, but I felt his orgasmic explosion and loved it. I briefly saw his face and I knew his life had changed.
When he pulled out Dan, the minister, took his place. He loved it. Of course, he liked the warmth and tightness of my ass, but he later told me that Joe's sperm gave the illusion that his cock was floating of sperm. I had sense that this wasn't the first time Dan's cock entered a needy ass. Dan obviously loved it, and his cock was at home in another man's ass. The party lasted a little more than an hour, and eventually everyone was comfortable sucking and fucking.
Robbie and I were surprised at the success of the party. We didn't think the men were particularly experienced and had been worried that the open sexuality of the group sex and the openness of the anal sex would have shocked some of the guests. I was surprised that the middle-aged men had no problem getting naked, seemed to be at ease sucking strangers' cock. They had no problem opening their asses for recreational use and were receptive to sharing sperm with men they didn't know. They were different men when they left than they had been when they came.
Robbie got several calls from guests thanking him for inviting them for the party and telling him they hoped they would be invited to any future events. I got similar calls. Several men told me that they had close friends who would be interested. I was surprised to get a call from Joe. Joe said that he and Tommy had a great time and thanking me for including them.
"I know we aren't your kind of people. I thought we were invited as entertainment to show how the other half lives." He said. "More realistically how the other 90% lives."
"It is hard to tell an annual income of a naked man," I said.
Joe laughed, "I am afraid my body showed signs of wear and tear."
"I am afraid that turned me on," I said. "You had a young man's cock and your sperm was fresh ad plentiful."
"If you do that again, I have a pal who would like it." He said. "Are you in charge of the guest list?"
"I make a contribution," I said. "
"My pal has never fucked a guy, but he shoots a good load," Joe said. Two hours later Joe came by with his friend Lee. Lee was a big, muscular, red head. Joe introduced him and said, "I told Lee about the fun we had. He thinks that he would like it too. He knows Henry who patched him up after a nail gun broke. He gave him a test, so everything is edible."
I shook hands. "I was hoping for some fun times. Are you guys interested?" I asked.
"I'm sort of new to this. Joe said it was sort of messy, but I am really interested," Lee said. "I think I'd like it.
"Sex between men is supposed to be fun," I said. "Cocks are always fun. The result is sometime messy, sometimes tasty." I dropped to my knees and sucked Lee's cock. I was a mouthful, but when precum began to ooze from his cock it was beautiful.
"Would you like to have Joe to be the first to take your load?" I asked.
"Don't stop! You know what you are doing!" he said. I soon swallowed his cock, and then took it all. He was primed and ready. He flooded my mouth with sperm. He loved it. I pulled off and Joe took the final ejaculations.
Lee was a young man. He was hard again in ten minutes. He and Joe alternated filling my ass. They had no problem using the other man's sperm as lube. It was good for me too.
When they had both climaxed and pulled out, Lee said, "I"t was way better than I thought it would be. Are you okay?"
"It was good," I said. "It's good when men share. I could feel your cock squirting. You shoot a good load."
"You could tell? Joe shot off too." He said,
"You alternated ejaculations. I felt both of you draining your balls." I said.
"We made a mess," he said. He then paused. "I felt his warm sperm in your ass.I liked that a lot."
"Did that excite you?" I asked, he nodded.
I think he was planning to play it cool. He looked at me, relaxed and said. "I had no idea it was that good. Is it always like that?"
"It is aways good," I said. "It was good for me too. The first time I did it I had no idea what it would feel like. I had no idea a man's most private organ would fit into my most private hole. I had no idea what it would feel like. I had no idea a guy could drain his balls in my ass.
"Robbie did me. I thought he was testing me for my job here," I said. "Sex is never part of his job interviews. I think he was doing me a favor introducing me to an underutilized part of my anatomy. Looking back, I had the Victorian fear of the bride on her wedding night. I was Queen Victoria, and he was Prince Albert. Shooting a load up my ass was a trip. I didn't know you could do that. Hell, I didn't know I could take it."
A week later Robbie called me and said he was having s second "meet and greet" at his house on Sunday after noon. The guest at the previous event had talked to friends who were interested. He asked if I would like to attend. I said I would be interested, but asked of the pool of possible playmates was getting to broad. Robbie said he talked with several of the men and they needed some help. He said they were genuinely interested. I said I trusted his judgement.
The first group of men were active and outgoing. The new men were shy and retiring. I got to Robbie's house at the same time as David Miller, who ran a pharmacy, and his cousin Henry Miller. I knew the pill, and Viagra were a substantial part of the business. I had heard rumors that the supplied poppers for the Sheriff and his pals.
Inside the house, Deputy Dunlop was in attendance as was one of the court reporters, Denny Smith. Steve Roland, the sports reporter for the newspaper was there, as was the retired coach for the football team, Boomer Manning
"I know a few of you," Robbie said. "We all have secrets. Some of these things we thing are embarrassing. Unlike ninny-nine percent of secrets, sexual secrets gives many men intense pleasure. This is not a one time only pleasure. It reoccurs every time we do it, and becomes more pleasurable every time we do it. It is gay sex. We do it with men who also love it, and while it gives us great pleasure and joy, we hide it and feel guilty for enjoying it."
"I hope that we are here to have guilt free pleasure with like minded friends. I know that many of us don't think of the men here as friends. We all share a common interest." Robbie said. He began to undress. "Lets get naked and had some real man fun."
About half then men stripped too. Some of the men took their time, but all joined in eventually. Robbi went to Steve Roland, dropped to his knees and sucked Steve's cock.
I was next to Dunlop. His best days were behind him but I saw his uncut cock was already getting hard. I helped with that. His cock was uncut, large and fully operational. I dropped to my knees and by the time I pushed the foreskin back he was oozing precum.
"Can I fuck you?" he asked. I said I would like that.
"What if I shoot off in you?" he asked.
"That's why I am here," I said.
"Do you get to fuck me?" he asked. "No one has ever cum in my ass. Does it hurt?"
"I get turned on when a guy loses it and shoots off in me," I said, "No one has ever complained he wanted his sperm back."
Dunlop was quiet, he coated his cock in lube. A minute later his cock was easing its way into my hole. I wasn't surprised when he went deep. A few minutes later he filled my ass with cum. He moaned when he ejaculated.
When he pulled out, he looked at me strangely. "Will you marry me?" he asked.
"On a first date!" I replied. Dunlop burst out laughing.
"It wasn't what I thought it would be," he said. "It's real hard to be a macho jerk with your cock shooting in an ass. It felt so good I forgot to be a macho jerk."
He went off and Boomer came over to me. His cock was attractively oversized. "Is there room for another load?" he asked.
"I don't know. Are you hoping to find out?" I asked. I was on my back on the carpeted floor. He leaned over me, draped his cock over my face. I opened my mouth to suck it as he sucked my cock. He was uncut. I sucked his foreskin and quickly found his precum, drooling cock head. Boomer's tongue was gently caressing my cock head.
His friend, Steve Roland was licking my hole, and he spread my legs open so his cock could poke into my ass. It was a good fit. For the next half-hour or so, my ass and mouth entertained a series of cocks.
Although each man had objective, everyone was pleasant and I was way more accommodating that I thought I could be. Even though my ass was filled with multiple loads of sperm, and I still felt the explosion of sperm with each orgasm.
Some of that may have been due to Robbie. Every once a while his tongue would enter my ass and lick up the drool. I was surprised when Boomer licked my hole after Steve fucked me a second time. I knew they were close but hadn't known they were that close.
I noticed one change in the men's attitude after the party. It seemed that the men accepted their cock, asshole and semen as an intrinsic part of their bodies and lives. They were not god's little jokes meant to lead men astray. They discovered that the cock not only played a role in making babies, it could also entertain and improve the rough spots in daily life. Cock play could fill in the drab and depressing parts of life.