Long Summer 2
By Bald Hairy Man
If you are offended by gay sex or are underage, DON'T read this story. This is a fantasy, not a sex manual. No effort to portray safe sex is made in this story. If you have comments write me at bldhrymn@excite.com, or bldhrymn@yahoo.com
My head was still spinning when I fell asleep. I woke when Joe called me and went to his room. I helped him shower and got to breakfast. Several people from his office were coming for a meeting that morning, so he got dressed in a suit and tie. He went to the den to get ready. I returned to my room to put on a sports coat and tie. I didn't want to look like a hired hand.
His staff showed up promptly at nine. There was Mrs. Paulie, his executive secretary, Willy Brandt, the vice president, and two Realtors, Cecilia and Roger. The first ten minutes were spent signing documents and forms. I could tell Mrs. Paulie was well organized. Every document was in order and she had marked all the places he had to sign.
I thought this was all cut and dried, but he asked several questions about the documents and sent two back for revisions. Willy gave a quick rundown on problems at the office. Willy looked like an old football player, and that turned out to be what he was. He had been a star fifteen years earlier. He seemed to know his stuff.
Cecilia and Roger presented a proposed new project, converting an old warehouse into condominiums. They gave a good presentation and Joe asked them to move to the next stage developing the project. I had heard that business meetings drag, but Joe's moved along at a good pace.
Everyone stayed for lunch, then I helped Joe with his exercises. This was my first time doing this alone, so I was really worried. It went well. Rex was clear in his instructions, and he told me not to do anything I wasn't sure about. I wasn't as demanding as Rex, but I got Joe to do 90% of them without complaining.
Joe needed to rest after exercise and I rested too. Ruby gave me new directions for that night's dinner. Again I followed directions and all went well. I was cleaning up after dinner when the phone rang. Joe got it as I finished the dishes. Ruby said she would do them in the morning, but my mother would kill me if she found out I did that. Dirty dishes sitting over night was a no-no in our house.
Joe was watching television when I finished. "Willy's coming over with a friend in a half hour. Nothing fancy, just beer and chips," he said.
"That sounds easy enough," I said. "I can handle that."
"There's no need for you to do anything at all," Joe said. "Willy can handle it." He said this in an odd way, and I didn't know what he was trying to say.
"Is there some reason why I couldn't help?" I asked.
"I'm not sure how to put this. It might sound insulting," Joe said. "Willy knows what I like in men and when he finds someone he brings them by. This is more of a sex date than a social event. I don't know it that might bother you?"
I smiled. "I donlt think so," I said, "What is Willy's track record?"
It was Joe's time to smile. "Not 100% ,but well above 90%. Willy's a perceptive man."
"What is the problem with me?" I asked.
"I know Willy's likes too," Joe said. "Did you notice him looking at you during the meeting?"
"No, I didn't."
"He asked me if you were going to be around," Joe said. "I think he was hoping you might get together. If you're interested, you can help out, but if you're not, it might be better if you sat this one out. Willy's an old friend and I wouldn't want to have an uncomfortable situation."
"Do you think I'd like him?"
"He's a likable man. But every man is different. Louie and I hit it off with you last night," Joe mused. "Every time you're at a bat you don't hit a home run."
"Some times it a single and maybe a fly ball?"
"Sometimes you just plain strike out," Joe said. "Some guys have a really bad batting record." He paused. "Let me make something clear. We're talking about sex here, not love. Willy likes young men. He likes to teach them and help them. He and his wife are happily married. This is purely recreational for him. Let me tell you, it's usually good for the young men too."
"Not true love?" I asked, smiling.
"Definitely not true love," Joe said. "It seems to me if you are looking for true love and only get sex, you'll be disappointed. If you're looking for sex and find true love, you've hit the jack pot. I have friends who have fallen in love a hundred times and complain it's only been sex."
"Have you found love?"
"Not really, but I have a slew of friends who I love and can depend on," Joe said. "There are a lot of worse things."
"If you don't mind, I'll meet Willy and his friend tonight," I said.
Joe laughed. "When I was your age anything that had the potential for sex was all right for me," he said. "I have a feeling your life hasn't been that way."
"I've got some catching up to do," I said.
"It's not a race," Joe said. "You can do everything and any thing at your own pace. You don't need to do it at all, if that's what you want."
"What we did yesterday, is it always that good?" I asked. "I've jerked off, but didn't know it could be that much better."
"I'd put it in the 90% good to great range," Joe said. "It has to be really bad for sex to be bad. Tonight, I'll ask if they want to go to the hot tub. That's your chance to beg off. Do you understand?" I nodded and went to the kitchen and looked for crackers and chips. About twenty minutes later the doorbell rang.
I answered the door. It was Willy and another man. Willy was wearing a mostly unbuttoned Hawaiian style shirt, showing the curly, blond hair on his chest. The other man was a surprise. He was tall, lanky and balding. He had a handlebar mustache and a slightly crooked grin. I wouldn't say he was ugly, but he was flirting with ugly.
"Glen, this is Mike," Willy said. "He's the man who fixes my Mercedes."
"Glad to meet you," Mike said with a wide grin. He had a firm handshake. "My first love is old Chevies, but that ain't where the money is these days." He looked at Willy. "Maybe I shouldn't say that in front of a customer."
"As long as you can fix my car, you can say anything you want," Willy said. "Where is Joe?"
"Follow me," I said and I took them to the terrace in the rear. Willy introduced them and I got beers for the men.
Mike liked football, so he enjoyed talking with Willy and Joe. They told him I was going to the University and he liked that. "Free tickets to the games!" he said in awe.
Mike was really interested in Joe's accident. Since he fixed cars he knew a lot about accidents and was interested in the technical aspects of a crash. He was also fascinated by Joe's brace. I got the impression he would have liked to be an inventor.
After two or three beers, Joe suggested we get in the hot tub to limber up. "That sounds good to me," I said. Willy glanced at me and smiled. Willy stripped first, with Mike right behind. I had to work on getting Joe's pants over his brace, but Mike helped. "There has to be an easier way to do this," Mike said. You could almost see the cogs in his brain working. This also gave him some up close time with Joe's huge cock. Mike didn't object to that at all.
Naked Mike was muscular. I don't think there was an ounce of extra fat on his body. He had broad shoulders, and a six pack. His hair was dirty blond and he had a thick coat covering much of his body. It wasn't as thick as Joe's, but his hair was longer and almost silky. He had a greyhound's body with a sheepdog's coat.
Mike had a long, thin, cut cock and balls that hung halfway to his knees. Mike didn't get out in the sun much. His body was white with pink tits and a pinkish purple cock head providing the only color.
Willy was massive and thick. He wasn't as toned as Mike, but you could tell he had been muscular in the past. He had big balls held tightly against his body and his cock seemed to consist only of the cock head, enshrouded in thick foreskin. Willy had a perfect tan from head to toe. I didn't see a tan line.
Mike helped Joe get into the tub. By now it was dark, so it was surprisingly private in the water. Willy sat next to me. Our legs touched in the water and I didn't move away. We talked for a while. Willy's hand strayed onto my leg, then move up to my genitals. I reached over and played with him. The hot water felt good.
"This is good, but I need to get out before I get cooked," Joe said. I helped him out with Mike's assistance. We dried off and went into the house.
"Damn, I was afraid I was the only one here sporting a woodie!" Mike said as he looked us over. "There's a lot of meat here. Is it available for fun, or is it just decoration?"
"I think it's safe to say we all tend to be playful," Joe said. "Willy and I are old hands at this. Glen is still using training wheels."
"I'm not new to this, but my sex life has a specialty with rest stops and truckers," Mike said. "I feel kind of odd seeing my playmates. Usually it's really dark."
"Do you like what you see?" Willy asked.
"Shit yes!" Mike replied, "Do you like what you see? I've been a bit embarrassed at getting bare naked in front of guys. I don't look much like those guys in the porn flicks."
"I'm no movie star," Joe said.
"Maybe not, but they make exceptions for guys who are hung like Trigger," Mike said. He joked with Joe. Willy was next to me. He dropped to his knees and began sucking my cock. For an ex football player, Willy's sucking technique was almost genteel. He concentrated on my cock head, licking the rim of the mushroom and then lapping up anything that drooled from my slit. It took him a while to deep throat me. By the time he did, I was more than ready for it.
Mike had talked about being shy, but once he saw Willy and me playing, he got down to business quickly. I don't know if it was Joe or Joe's cock that turned him on, but Mike went after it. Mike was tall and thin. He stared at Joe's cock, opened his mouth wide and swallowed it whole.
Joe looked shocked, then pleased. Mike's nose was nuzzled in his pubic hair. It was hard to believe someone could swallow the whole thing, but it appeared to be effortless for Mike.
"Let's go to the bed room where we can get more comfortable," Joe said. Moving Joe always took some effort, but having Mike and Willy made it a lot easier. We got Joe on his bed.
Mike straddled Joe, dangling his cock in Joe's face as he sucked Joe's meat. Mike essentially was doing pushups. They were connected only cock to mouth. Mike's cock was long and thin. Joe swallowed all of it as Mike deep throated Joe.
I tried to do the same with Willy, but I wasn't able to do it push up style. We were side by side, with Willy licking my cock as I took care of him. Willy had extra foreskin. It still covered his cock when it was erect. I sucked the skin into my mouth, then worked my tongue into the pucker. It was juicy inside the skin. I licked around his knob. When I licked the underside of his cock head, he moaned.
That turned me on. Most of my relationships with adults had been parent-child, or teacher student. It was exciting to be a partner. Willy enjoyed what I was doing as I much as I liked him sucking me. I wasn't as crazed as the night before, so I could savor the sensations more. I explored Willy's cock.
I had thought of a cock as a single organ. Since Willy reacted to every move I made, I got a lesson in genital topography. His head, and especially the rim where it joined the foreskin, was very sensitive. He liked it when I deep throated it too. His balls were hairy, but his ball sack was tight and it was hard to suck individual balls.
I've got low hangers and Willy liked that. What really surprised me was how much Willy liked my ass hole. He loved running his tongue around the hole. He would swirl his tongue in circles until his tongue was at the hole itself. I figured he'd stop there, but he didn't.
After Joe had fingered my ass the night before, I knew there were unexpected sensations in my ass. I hadn't guessed a man would try to get his tongue into it. I like that a lot. I shivered as he pushed his tongue into the hole. I shivered partly because it felt so good, but partly because I realized that I really wanted a cock, not the tongue in my hole.
I would have like to be cool and collected, but that wasn't in the cards. Mike wasn't too good at cool either, so I wasn't too embarrassed. You knew when Mike liked something. "Damn, I'm fucking close!" he cried.
"The night's young," Joe said. "Why don't we cool down and catch our breath?"
"That sounds like a good idea to me," Willy said. We broke apart. Willy and I joined Joe and Mike on the bed.
"Damn, you guys are fun," Mike said. "I could really get use to taking my time."
"You've been racing to shoot your load before someone comes into the rest room and breaks everything up?"
"That's pretty much my history," Mike admitted.
"I've been there," Willy admitted. "It's hard being a football player with a taste for cock."
"Is anyone here into fucking?" Mike asked. "I love it, but that's damn hard in a rest stop."
"Top or bottom?" Joe asked.
"I like it all," Mike replied. "I'm not too sure I can take yours. I'd love to try, but I think you're a few sizes bigger than I've ever taken."
"I like it all too," Willy said. "I use to be purely a top, but I've out grown that."
"I'm open minded on the subject too," Joe said. "The brace is in the way though, Mike. I love to give your cock a test drive, but I can't figure out how to do it."
Willy looked at me. "You're not too sure about the whole thing, are you?" he asked.
Mike looked at me and smiled. "You've got a Whitman's Sampler of cocks here," he said. "It's not often you get a choice."
"Aren't you the romantic one," Joe said. He was smiling.
"I'm not sure the first cock in your ass is the subject of real romance," Mike said. "I know I'm just a grease monkey, but I'm sure glad I cut my teeth on Chevies and Fords, not on BMWs and Mercedes. I like to know the ropes first."
"You may be right about that," Willy said. "My first time was with a hot quarterback. It wasn't good. We were friends and things cooled off. I wasn't mad at him, but he felt guilty he had hurt me."
"My Uncle Bubba taught me the ropes," Mike said. He laughed. "You wouldn't have guessed I had an Uncle Bubba, would you? He was a nice guy and discovered we shared a common interest."
"How was that?" Joe asked.
"I gave this guy a blow job in a park rest room. When we got nearer the street light, we discovered I had blown him," Mike said. "I was scared he'd tell my Dad. He was afraid I tell on him. It's hard to believe how stupid we were. We talked it over and made peace. It turned out, he liked to fuck, and I wanted to experiment some."
"How was it?" I asked.
"It turned out just fine," Mike replied. "We went on a fishing trip over a weekend and he popped my cherry. He took his time. His meat was shorter and thicker than mine. You wouldn't say it was perfect the first time, but we had the whole weekend. By the time I got home Sunday afternoon I was enjoying it. What was funny, was that I got to pop Uncle Bubba's virgin ass. I liked it so much he decided to give it a spin."
"Did he like it?"
"He loved it," Mike said, as he stroked his cock. His large, mushroom style cock head crowned a slender, curved shaft. Pre cum glazed the cock head. "Once the head's in, the rest is easy." Willy was back rimming my ass while I talked with Joe and Mike.
After a while Willy joined the conversation. Mike was behind me and his cock was at my hole. "Just relax," he said. He was pumping his cock at my ass. I moved my leg to make it easier for him. Mike pushed. I felt a little pinch and his cock head was in. A second later the rest of his probe was in.
I had no expectations. I had never considered having a cock in my ass. I stayed still, then I moved my hips a little. "Wiggle that butt a few more times," Mike whispered. "You'll find the grove." I did as he said. He was right. It had been okay when he first slipped in, but it got a lot more than good as I rotated my hips.
"Glen's a natural, isn't he?" Joe said.
"That's the way it feels to me," Mike said, then he moaned, "Oh shit, I'm popping!" he pulled out and shot his load on my back. I was pleased he was that excited. I was also disappointed. I wanted more.
As it turned out, Willy wanted more too. Joe lubricated Willy's cock and he got behind me. His cock wasn't as long as Mike's, but it was thicker. It was very different from Mike's thin probe, but not as exciting.
"Why don't you let me lie down and you can straddle me?" Willy asked. He got on his back and I sat on his fire plug. I don't know exactly what happened. Later, Joe told me he thought Willy's cock must have made a direct hit on my prostate. Every move I made rubbed his cock against something that sent me to the moon. I was doing a little hula dance on Willy's meat when he began to shake and shiver. I knew he was shooting off in my ass, but I couldn't get off. I wanted his cock so badly.
Mike and Willy had shot off. That left Joe and me fully loaded. Joe's cock was rock hard and huge. "You're ready to go for the gold, aren't you?" Mike asked. He could read my mind.
"You can try it, but you need to be careful," Joe said. He didn't seem too enthusiastic about it, but he was coating his cock with lubricant. "It's big. Try to sit on it. That will give you control."
I straddled his monster and sat back. Mike and Willy helped, holding Joe's cock at my ass and making sure the brace was stable. I wasn't easy. I took my time.
"I've never seen anything like this in my life!" Mike said as he watched the huge organ slowly penetrate my ass.
"How much is in?" I asked.
"Five inches," he said, "You're half way there."
"Take a sniff of this," Willy said, "just inhale." He held a small bottle to my nose. I took a sniff. A second or two later Joe's entire cock was in my ass.