Hometown Fun 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
East Newburg was founded in 1822 and was planned to become a major stop on the Erie Canal. It grew quickly until the 1850s when it became clear that Central New York was not going to be a major agricultural center for the United States and railroads were common.
Today it had 12,000 residents. It was a nice place to raise your family and was within commuting distance to larger cities. When I was growing up it had one gay man, Dr. Willard Jones. He was the best surgeon at the local hospital.
Some people might make snide comments about him, but he was a good surgeon, and your life might well depend on his skills. My aunt and uncle were in a bad accident, he saved their lives. Our next-door neighbor was in the Rescue Squad. He had thought they were fatally injured. Dr. Jones saved their lives.
I am Miller Donaldson. I knew of Dr. Jones but didn't know him personally. I did well in school and went to college in pre-med. I did well.
I was home for the summer of my sophomore year. I had summer job working at the country club as a lifeguard at the swimming pool. It was one of those jobs that are boring and easy until things go wrong.
We had several families who believed that boys will be boys. I couldn't decide if their kids were brats or idiots. They called me the Pool Nazi because I was strictly by the rules. The parents even complained to the board that I was overly strict. One of the parents was calling me out when her son jumped off the high board onto another swimmer. The jumper hit the head of the swimmer, who was now floating face down in the pool. The lifeguard stand was at the mid-point of the pool, so I jumped in, got the unconscious swimmer faceup and grabbed the jumper who was stunned and got them both to the side of the pool.
It was Saturday and Dr. Jones had just finished eighteen holes. He heard the commotion and rushed over. He was really fast for an old guy. He jumped in the water fully clothed and help me lift the two swimmers out of the water. He knew what to do for a concussion. He got them responsive by the time the Rescue Squad arrived.
The police arrived and we told them what happened. The jumper's mother told the police that I hadn't been attentive enough. That went over badly with the other parents and kids.
The next lifeguard arrived and took over and I went to the locker room to shower. The boy with the concussion had thrown up on me. My parents were members of the club, so I used the men's locker room. Dr. Jones was the only man in the shower.
While he was an old guy he was in good shape. I am pretty hairy and was embarrassed at that since this was the Annette and Bobby Daren period. I thought I was hairy until I saw Dr. Jones. He was bear like in his appearance. He was also hung. I knew cocks could be big, but I had never seen one as big as his.
I didn't get hard, but I obviously was not soft. He saw that, smiled, and continued to shower. Another man entered the room, Mr. Billings. He was an insurance agent who often played golf with my father. He was well over six feet tall and had been a college football player. He had a big cock too. He showered next to Dr. Jones.
Mr. Billings spent quite a bit of time getting his groin and cock really clean. I got a little bit harder. Mr. Billings winked at me. Nothing happened but I had a feeling that we shared some things.
My parents had been away visiting friends in a nearby town. They turned on the radio on the way home. The local news headlined, "Local Lifeguard Saves Two Swimmers." We went out to the best restaurant in town for dinner that night. In High School I was considered to be a "brain." That wasn't quite as bad as having leprosy, but I wasn't good enough compared to being a quarterback. My parents were pleased.
As I went through adolescence, I thought I would get interested in girls. That never happened. I liked and got along well with girls but never thought of them as sex objects. I discovered masturbation, and had some strange dreams, but I wasn't attracted to boys either.
I ran into Dr. Jones and Mr. Billing two other times before summer ended and I went back to college. Nothing overt happened, but our cocks got quite firm. They turned me on. I realized I liked mature men, not boys. Back at college I ran into fellow pre-med student, Marty. Marty had an Italian father and an Armenian mother. His nickname at school was Bigfoot. I ran into him in the second-floor toilet room of the Biology Building. He was five-eight and two hundred pounds of weight-lifting muscle. I and six-two and 180 pounds of swimming muscle.
A week or two later I gave him a blow job. It was a total success. He told me it was good, but he wasn't sure he could reciprocate. A week later he sucked me off and he clearly liked it.
When I was home for Christmas vacation, I ran into Dr. Jones at a party, and we talked about the pre-med program. I told him the courses were getting increasingly difficult and I was getting discouraged. He told me that everyone felt that way.
"They want to make sure that everyone who gets into medicine is one hundred percent into it," he said, "They don't want the waste medical education on people who are "sort of" into it." That made sense to me.
Three days before Christmas, dad's best friend from his Navy days died unexpectedly. The funeral was scheduled for three days after Christmas. My parents had to go to it. Since I didn't know the friend, I told them it would be fine staying home. Two papers were due at the end of the semester, and I could work on them. That worked out well for me.
We went to an annual day after Christmas party at the Golf Club. Mr. Billings was there and asked what exciting thing I was going to do over the vacation. I told him I was working on papers due after the vacation.
"That doesn't sound exciting at all," he said and then added in a whisper. "Is there chance you might like some real excitement with a couple of old guys?"
I nodded and said that might be possible.
My parents left for the funeral the next morning. Mr. Billings lived up the street and must have seen them driving away. Ten minutes later the phone rang. It was Mr. Billings.
"I promised your folks I would check up on you," he said. "Did you have any problem on you first ten minutes alone without you parents?" he asked.
I told him it had been an ordeal, but I had survived. He laughed.
"When I was talking about excitement, I was thinking about our summer showers," he said. "Did you understand that?"
I said I did, but I told him I was hoping for something more intense. He said he was hoping for something way more intense, personal, and intimate. I said I was fine with that.
Our neighbors were getting older. They went to Florida for three months after Christmas. They went as a group and stayed at the same residential hotel. They formed a little caravan that left for Miami Beach on the same day my parents left for the funeral. Mr. Billings and I were the only people left on our end of the street.
Mr. Billings suggested that I come over to his house after lunch. That was fine with me. At one, I walked down the street and knocked on the door. Dr. Jones opened the door. I wasn't that surprised. It was a big Victorian house, and the front rooms were museum like. There was a big modern kitchen and a rec room to the rear.
"Before we go too far, I want to make sure we understand that were are hoping for sexual play and pleasure," Dr. Jones said. "Is that what you were hoping for?"
"Yes," I replied. "I'm not experienced, but I'm not a virgin either. I'm sure I will enjoy it."
"I have all the experience you could ever wish for," Dr. Jones said. "I'm Davie when I'm not playing doctor. My parents had an odd sense of humor." I looked puzzled. "I am Davie Jones." I got it and we went to the rec room.
Mr. Billings was standing naked in the middle of the room wearing only a red bow around his cock and balls. "Barny, Miller is here to celebrate the season," Davie said. "There is another man who I think he would like; would that bother you?"
I said it wouldn't.
It turns out that cocks are vastly more attractive in a private home than in a shower room. Davie went to make a phone call. Mr. Billings came over to me.
"You can call me Barney," he said to me. "What my parents weren't thinking when they named me Bernard Billings I can't guess."
"Barny Billings is memorable," I said as he dropped to his knees to suck me.
When Willy returned Barny said, "Miller is already dripping, he's into it already."
Ten minutes later another man entered the room. It was Trooper Williams. He was usually at the speed trap just on the edge of town. He hadn't been a popular guy until he interrupted a bank robbery. The robbers where holding the customers hostage. When one of the robbers shot a teller, Williams stormed the building alone and shot the ringleader. Williams was wounded in the arm. He was a much admired hero now.
Williams stripped and came over to us. "You're the Lifeguard," he said as he replaced Barny sucking my cock.
A little later they made a ring around me. I was on my knees licking and sucking their cock heads. I took each man's cock head into my mouth and licked the tender underside. I had learned about that from sucking Marco.
"If you lick the slit you can tell who is getting into it. Precum will indicate who is getting into it big time," Davie said. "Trooper Williams is the strong, macho type. He never says much, but his cock drips like a leaky faucet when he gets excited." The men laughed and I tasted Williams' precum for the first time.
Williams had a big knob and a wide slit. I got my tongue into it and wondered if I could tongue fuck his slit. I couldn't but he appreciated the effort. When I stood up, Williams returned to sucking my cock.
"Have you taken a load in the mouth before?" Barney asked. "I was hoping we might trade our special sauce."
I said yes. "I thought the first spurts didn't taste that good, but by the time my pal stopped shooting it was the food of the gods. It seemed odd to have my mouth filled with a guy's man seed. It turned into a taste treat after I swallowed the load," I said. "It was warm. I didn't expect that."
"Have you fucked a guy?" he asked. I told him no.
"We're all versatile. We would all like to take your cock up the ass," Barney said.
"Do you expect to fuck me too?" I asked.
"Expect, no," he said. "Hope yes. If you want to try it, Davie is the master virgin poker. He can open a virgin ass like an unlocked screen door. He's a doctor and I will swear he has an eye in his cock head. He knows exactly where to push it," Barney explained.
"Does he shoot off in you?" I asked.
"He sure does," Barney said. "I thought it was strange to have guy's cum in you. I shot off hands free the first time he rear loaded me."
I didn't think I would feel that way, but it was in uncharted territory. My pre-med classes didn't include man to man sex. I did have a feeling that Dr. Jones might be writing a textbook on the subject.
I returned to Trooper Williams' cock. While he was a macho man, his cock was tender and delicate. He shivered when my tongue caressed his bloated knob. I alternated between deep throating him and cock head play. Each time I returned to his cock head the precum flow increased. Williams was moaning and then began to spurt. It tickled my tongue.
It was sweeter than Marty's cock cream. I took every drop and continued to suck until he was soft. He had more cock soft than some men have when hard.
I was on the bed relaxing after taking Williams' sperm when Davie got on the bed. He reached over and played with my cock. He then shifted a little and his fingers played with my asshole. I shifted a little to give him better access to my ass. I didn't know it but that was like turning the Rooms Available sign on at motel. My ass was ready to take visitors.
"I had guessed you were ready to take a cock up your ass," Davie said.
"You want to fuck me?" I asked.
"I sure do. Barney and Williams want to fuck you too. I have the biggest cock, so if you can take my cock, theirs will be a piece of cake," he said. "You don't have to take it, unless you want it." I told him I wanted to try it.
He lubricated my ass and his own cock. I was really excited when his knob touched my hole. He gently nudged his cock into me. He stopped when he encountered my sphincter. "Your sphincter usually needs to be retrained to welcome a cock. That can hurt some," he said. He made a sudden hard trust, and his cock head was on the dark side of my sphincter.
Technically, I knew I had a prostate. I didn't know it was a sex organ. I moaned, "Wow, that is fucking unbelievable!"
"We have just started," Davie said. Five minutes later his entire cock was in me, and I was on the way to heaven. It felt like his cock belonged in me. I thought it would be an invader, a foreign object probing my innards. It belonged in me.
Unexpectedly, I wondered what Marty's thick, stubby, tool would feel like. Would he shoot off in me. Would I be able to feel his sperm shooting into my ass?
"Damn, you just opened up a little bit more," Davie said. "Do you like it that much?"
I was able to say yes.
"I wanted to take my time, but that is not going to happen. You're too hot," Davie said. "After I shoot off, Williams and Barny want to fuck you. You need to go home and rest after that. We can do more tomorrow if you are still into. You may feel differently about this tomorrow."
When he pulled out Barney's cock slid into me ass. Williams was at the head of the bed, and he fed me his cock. He leaned over and sucked my cock. We were in the sixty-nine position. He was watching Barney's cock slide into me as his tasted my cock's reaction.
I tasted Williams' cock react to the stimulus. Williams was cool and collected, but if cock ooze is any indicator, he was into it big time. He later told he that he tasted my reaction to Barney's orgasm. when Barney shot off Williams got up.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked. "This is a lot for one day."
"I'm getting a little tired, but if you don't shoot off in me, I'll be awake all night wondering what it would have felt like," I said.
He moved and nudged his knob into my ass. He then pushed his entire cock into me in one quick movement.
"This is fucking beautiful!" he exclaimed. "It's smooth as silk."
"Is that Miller's ass or my sperm?" Davie asked.
"I've used you cum as lube enough to say it's twenty-five percent is due to your cum, and seventy-five percent is Millar's ass," Williams' replied. "It's beautiful." As he said "wonderful," he shot off. I loved it.
After showering I dressed and went home. Mom had cooked a casserole for each night she was a way. Of course, she knew my favorite foods. It was oddly exciting to eat my favorite home cooked meal with three loads of sperm in my ass.
Mom and Dad called that night. The were sorry that I was alone. Dad said it was good they were there. Dolly, his friend's widow, took it badly and they were reassuring and straightened out the confused funeral arrangements. It told them everything was good with me, and Mr. Billings called me to make sure everything was fine. I was twenty years old, so I wasn't a child.
Dr. Jones called to make sure I had no problems. I said it had been great, and all was well. He then said he was having a little, post-Christmas, pre-New Year's pool party the next day. He said I would like the men there. He told me he had a whirlpool in his rec room. Calling it "pool party" was a joke.
"It's a small group of friends," he explained. "I was hoping you would play lifeguard. I provide towels. I wouldn't worry about swimming trunks. All the guests are close friends. Several are young," he added. "Not as young as you, but they can at least remember being young." We laughed. I said I would be there.
Barney Billings picked me up a little before eleven to go to the brunch. Dr. Jones live outside of town in what had been an abandoned farm. Much of the property was overgrown, but the house and gardens were beautifully restored. Davie greeted us at the door and told us to go to the rec room. There were several naked men there. Barney took me into a small dressing room where we stripped.
Back in the rec room, Barney introduced to Rollo, Gene, and Tom, they were nurses and therapists at the hospital. A man named Robinson introduced himself. He was an accountant at the hospital. They all knew who I was because of the incident at the pool.
Robinson told he was new to the hospital. He told me he was Tom's friend but had never been in a group like this. I said I was slightly acquainted with some of the men. I said they were very friendly and pleasant.
Tom told me is Davie and Barney were intimate friends. I leaned close to him and whispered, "If taking a cock in your ass and taking their load is intimate, it's intimate."
"Was it okay?" he asked.
"It was a lot more than okay," I said.
Tom leaned even closer to me and played with my balls. "Would you be shocked if I told you I liked to be fucked on a first date?" he asked.
I said, "Join the club!" Tom laughed.