Good Times Video 6
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 comments send them to winarch47@yahoo.com
The gangbang video of older men fucking me was a total success. In the strange world a gay porn I was a star. My asshole got fan mail. That is not exactly the highest praise a man could get, but one man said if they gave an Academy Award for the best performance of a quivering asshole, I would get it. Another man admired the cameraman's ability to show my ass as both tender, alluring, and belonging to a complete slut. He added that fucking a complete slut was a recurring dream of his.
By this time, a good portion of our staff and actors had fucked me. They thought I was a good sport and a nice guy. Since Looser Takes All was an all-time best seller for the company, I gave bonuses. That was well received.
Rocky's wife died in an automobile accident. This was a major personal problem. He loved his wife who was a fragile beauty. While men provided for his sexual needs; he loved his wife. His kids had their own lives and had moved away.
Rocky's father started the business. Rocky is a workaholic and grew it into large concern. His kids had no interest in selling used cars. He told me that his father always claimed he was working to have a great retirement. Rocky decided to quit and smell the roses now. He sold the business for a large sum. He sold his big house and bought a smaller town house in the city. He gave the money from the sale in trust to his grandchildren for college.
I was shocked to discover Rocky's used car salesman personality was fake. He wasn't a brash, loudmouth. That was for business only. That persona had been his father's thing. Rocky was a nice guy. I had some slight suspicions of that. Somehow, I thought that a brash, loudmouth was not the sort of man who liked a cock in his ass.
Rocky's social life changed. Over the years he found some gay playmates. He had well-spaced sexual interludes when wives were out of town. He called me and said he was going to have a little party on Saturday for his friends. Three of his friends' wives were on a three-day tour of Montreal with a women's group. Two women were at a lady's golf tournament. Men were not included.
"I was hoping you could join us and meet my pals' sexual horizons," he explained.
"They are innocents?" I asked.
"Let's just say they have a limited repertoire," Rocky said. "To tell you the truth, I don't really know that. I have playmates, but I have no idea what their sex life is with other men. Aubrey Roberts is a proctologist. He is a straight arrow, but he obviously had an interest. We all of us go to him, so we're tested. They are all good men, but I don't think imagination is their strong suit."
I am not a betting man, but I suspected the men were more experienced Rocky thought. Even quiet, conventional men had urges and drives. All cocks have needs, and other men understand that. Gay men have a way of finding like spirits.
Rocky's new house was late Victorian and built on the edge of a hill. Two stories high, it had a full basement. He restored the first floor in a period style. The second floor was renovated bedrooms and baths.
The basement was a rec room, with a media center, exercise equipment and a shower-whirlpool. The garden was enclosed by a tall brick wall. The window had a film covering it that made it into a mirror from the outside was appeared clear from the inside. That reversed at night, but he had full length drapes that kept the room private.
I arrived at one in the afternoon. Rocky greeted me and introduced me to Dr. Aubrey Roberts, the proctologist. We talked, the doorbell rang, and Rocky went to answer it.
"Are you the star of Looser Takes All? Aubrey asked. I said yes.
"You certainly have stamina," he said. "Did you have any ill effects? It was an over-the-top anal workout."
"The men had saved up for the shoot. I was very well lubricated by the time I took the last cock," I said.
"Did using sperm as lube give you a little tingle of excitement?" he asked.
I told him it was more than a little tingle as Rocky returned from the door with two guests, Lawrence, and Spud. Aubrey wasn't married and he had watched Looser Takes All with the two new guests. Three more men arrived a little later and we moved to the rec room.
"Now that you have all met Billy, I want you to know that he shares a number of common interests with us," Rocky said. "To be frank, Billy isn't that interested in love, but he does like the recreational aspects of men who like sex with other men."
"Rocky, we know who Billy is, so let's get naked and go at it!" Lawrence said. The men laughed and stripped. I didn't exactly know how experienced the men were, but I sensed that virginal or semi-virginal was a memory from the distant past. They were all perfect gentlemen in heat.
"We have all seen Looser Takes All," Lawrence said. "Would it offend you if I asked you to bend over, spread your ass cheeks and show us your hole? We have had an argument about the possibility of a stunt double." The men laughed.
"I'm not sure I want you to think I'm a slut," I said.
"I think you misunderstand our intentions," Spud said. "Our intentions are totally disreputable. Our bodies are completely open to any depraved urges you might have. To be direct, we have never man like you. We are hoping for the worst!"
"If that's the case. Let's go at it," I said. The men laughed.
The men were slightly tame, and friendly. Rocky thought they were only casually interested in gay sex. He misjudged the situation. A half hour later I knew that I was not the only man in the group who had a well-used ass. Rocky showed them his personal gangbang video from Good Times.
"Rocky, I am seeing you in a new light," Dr. Roberts said. "I never saw your anus as a thing of beauty or as having a gang bang capability." The men burst into laughter.
"I think only a proctologist could make that statement," Spud said. Spud wasn't handsome, but the phrase animal magnetism was made for him. He was a short, heavy, and hairy, bear. I later found out he owned a large frozen food company.
"Should I be offended by that," Aubrey asked.
"Well usually being an asshole in an insult," Spud said, "In this case it is a compliment. We have two men who might get an Academy Award for the best Cum Drooling Asshole category."
"Rocky would say his success is due to a combination of having wide hole and telephoto cameras." Spud continued, "I do need to recognize Wally, who provided the sperm, and Mel who churned it up the sperm to become the photogenic froth we admire."
"It seems that our get together is going to be more openly sexual than usual," Aubrey said. "Since Billy and Rocky have let it all hang out on video, I think I would be nice for us to be more demonstrative when we encounter squirts and pokes. Since I am your proctologist, I can assure you are all in working order."
Everyone there was a polite, affable man. It turned into a tasteful and refined event. Of course, the objective was to redistribute and share your sperm to the other men as they fed their sex fluids to you. That could either be a tasty snack or as anal lubrication.
The men realized there was a necessary intensification of activity as they approached an orgasm. I was the youngest man there, and all of them knew of my sexual needs. I knew that wasn't true. In their minds, my needs were secondary to their needs and lust.
All cocks reach a point when they stop being Mr. Nice Guy. They have a job to do, and they are going to do it. Their job does not include providing for the bottom's pleasure.
Spud looked like a troll with an average cock. It turned out to be a thick, long, ass stretcher. He was lying on a thick exercise mat.
"Would you mind if I took a seat?" I asked him. He said that would be fine. I straddled his tool and impaled myself. It was filling but well lubricated. It entered easily. I bounced on it until my ass touched his pubic bush.
I was surprised when Dr. Roberts got behind me and licked Spuds' cock as it slid into my ass. He then tried to get his tongue into my ass.
"Doc likes to feltch. Is that a problem for you?" Spuds asked.
I said no. Are you getting close?" I asked.
"Would it be a problem if I made a deposit in you, so Doc has something to feltch?" Spuds asked. I didn't need to answer the question, since Spuds' cock all but exploded when he mentioned the word "deposit."
Spuds pulled out and Doc's tongue was in my ass. I had focused on Spuds' cock and hadn't noticed his big balls. I had enough sperm in my ass to keep Doc busy for a while.
Everyone took their turn in my ass. I was relaxed and it was nice to savor the variety shapes and sizes of each cock exploring my ass. It was a good experience for me. It was a better experienced for them. Being relaxed and comfortable had more enjoyable sex. We all went home happy men.
The success of Looser Takes All seemed to inspire other amateur groups to want to immortalize their sexual exploits on film. These groups paid well but were rarely successful as porn videos. All cocks are not photogenic. Our regulars tend to be well endowed. It's easier to photograph a large cock especially in intimate situations. Our men were in the current phrase, "multicultural." Multicolored cocks made it easier to know who was fucking whom.
The first successful amateur group to make a video called itself the Back Street Fight Club. They were jocks who discovered the action in the showers was more interested that the actual wresting. The Club was a merger of the men from the Main Street Gym and the Olympic Gym. The Main Street Gym burned down. The Olympic was going bankrupt. They merged out of necessity. The Main Steet men were mostly Black. The Olympic men were mostly white.
Both groups had a homosexual orientation that flowered after they merged. Wresting is up close and personal. Naked men in a steam room, and showers form a common bond. The Back Street Fight Club wanted a video to raise funds. I talked with, the leaders of the Gym, Tyrone, and Bubba Gym. If you wanted embarrassing, racial stereotypical names. Tyrone and Bubba had that base covered.
Bubba ran a well-known restaurant and Tyrone was a city planner. We had a good talk. Bubba said many of the men had been in televised matches. All were comfortable being almost naked. They had also been in naked events at the gym. Masked wrestling bouts were popular favorites, and standard for some.
"We had a naked fundraiser two months ago. We let people know we are having a Greek Style wrestling match. Fifty guys showed up to watch. It was a good audience. Our guys performed well, and several of our best men shot off in front of the audience. More than half or the audience was naked and hard for most of the performance. That is why were are here talking to you," Tyrone explained. "We know there is a market.
I told Tyrone and Bubba I could provide an audience. "In your naked bouts, did the audience get involved?"
"The sure as shit did," Bubba exclaimed, "Some wanted to join in! It was to be just nude wresting. The sex was unexpected, and the audience was involved."
"Was all the sex oral?" I asked.
"It was for that fundraiser." Bubba said. "The audience wasn't tested. Our boys are tested. And their special sauce is edible."
"Are they versatile; okay with anal?" I asked.
"Their asses are as open as their minds," Bubba said. "Tyrone, do you know of anyone who has a problem with taking a cock?"
Tyron laughed. "Taking it up the ass was the highlight in the initiation ceremony," he added. "How about your boys, Bubba?"
"It was not quite the same. When we get a new member, each man makes a deposit in my ass," Bubba said. "The men were all nice enough to take my load later. I solved any problems with anal virginity. Even Little Tommy took it."
"He survived?" I asked.
"When his folks tossed him out of the house, he moved in with me," Bubba said.
Tyrone and Bubba wanted the performers to be masked. Jacob was in the meeting. He disappeared and returned with a fantastic headdress. Given the number of feathers on the mask, it was macho. It became the head dress of "The Raven."
Two weeks later we were recording Winner Takes All with the Back Street Fight Club. Tyrone recruited some of his audience to join our guys as the audience. They all passed our physical and testing requirements.
There was no plot or script. We had two extra camera men to help our regulars. One just recorded the audience. Tyrone assured me there were no shy or modest men in the group. The wrestlers entered naked and wearing Jacob's headdress-masks. They were clever and imaginative.
Tyrone and Bubba wearing Eagle and Cardinal masks were first up. Bubba believed leader's lead by example. They were to show what was expected. They were big, well-endowed men and surprisingly agile. They wrestled for a minute or so before they added sexual interludes. At first it was a quick lick, or a finger up the ass. Five minutes later it was openly sexual.
The "referee" was clever and comic. The winner was the first man to get his cock into his opponent's ass. Bubba won because his opalescent cum photographed well on Tyrone's black ass. Sperm dripped from Tyrone's ass and the referee used his tongue lick the drips.
The next bout was between Fox and Bear masked men. Fox was muscular, slim, and quick. Bear was heavy, muscular, and slow. Both were hairy men. The audience thought it would be a hare and the tortoise event. It looked that way for a while, but Bear lifted Fox over his head, flipped him over and sucked his cock. Fox snagged Bear's cock, so we had a vertical, sixty-nine position.
Adding to the charm of the scene, Fox got Bear to shoot off. You could see Bear's sperm overflow dripping on the mat. When they broke apart, Bear opened his mouth, and the audience could see Fox's sperm in his mouth.
We took a ten-minute break, to let everyone cool down. Eagle and Cardinal had showered by then and they mingled with the audience. Our guys in the audience were naked from the start. A good portion of the audience was naked by now. They were getting over excited and needed a rest.
We run a safety-first studio. All of the guests were checked and tested by a doctor. While the Back Street Fight Club was for adults only, we checked for possible under aged fans. One kid was one day short of his 21st birthday. Others looked young, but all were Twenty-one or older.
Our men, Dick Longest, Bill Shooter, Wally, and Lugg, testified that they identify no one as a virgin, a few could not remember being a virgin. That was too far in the past. Wally told me that our twenty-one-year-old liked Daddies. "That boy has a tight ass, but that's mostly because of the calluses," he explained. "He told me his uncle did him first."
The third event was between Mastodon and Sea Creature. Mastodon was a former cop. He could have been named Sasquatch or Big Foot. He was muscular and beefy. Sea Creature was a heavy Black man. He looked fat, but when they go going, the fat was camouflage for his muscles. Both men were agile and quick. They had a real match which ended in a draw.
The referee announced that since it was a draw, were there any men in the audience who would like to reward their skills by opening their ass for the victors. Only half of the audience volunteered. Lugg came forward with a man I didn't know who called himself, Willing and Ready. Willing looked like a high school football star who had gained fifty pounds. He was incredibly pale and wanted Sea Creature to fuck him.
Mastodon fucked Lugg and Willing took Sea Creature' cock. I was afraid that this might turn out badly. Luckily, Willing's ass was made for Sea Creatures cock.
The final even included the six previous wrestlers in a tag team match. The wrestler switched partners. By then seventy percent of the audience was naked, and fifty percent were erect. The tag team match was complicated the men were up for it.
My men were all sex crazed, but they were calm and collected compared to the new guys. I had four camera man, and they were overworked keeping up with the pace of the orgasms. While the match was light on the wrestling techniques, it made up for it with imaginative ways to sexually couple. The match was only ten minutes long. Men were tired, and I didn't was anyone to be hurt.
Afterwards the audience and the wrestlers had a meet and greet. It was friendly and allowed men to calm down. The audience was tired too. Sex was relaxed too. most of the more driven men had peaked and were tired too. Orgasms are self-limiting.
I announced that the event was over, and it was time to go home. The crowd quickly dissipated. Several of my men cleaned up. There was a private video session scheduled for the next morning.
Mastodon hung around to see me. His mask was off; he was not a looker. "I haven't seen a guy who turns men on as much as you do in years," he said. "Do you think we might get together some time? I know I'm ugly. We could just talk if you want that. My name is Stan."
"Sure, that's not a problem." I said. "This may sound trashy, but I like one part of you a lot." I played with is cock. I would like to know you a lot better?" He smiled and said he would call me.