Messiah Time 3
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The Opera and the associated Gala were total successes. Edmund and Rolf were superb, and it seemed as if they had a friendly rivalry between old friends. At the Gala, they did song requests for supporters of the Opera. Rolf said this was a chance to generous, and he did this without sounding like a pitch man. When one man offer to donate $10.00 for a song, Rolf did a funny routine saying he felt a sore throat coming on. The next man offered a thousand to sing an aria for his wife on their 30th Wedding anniversary. Edmund sang a beautiful romantic aria, Rolf joined in and it was a memorable event.
By 2:00 in the morning Rolf and Edmund had raised a little over a hundred thousand for the opera. The Opera Patrons looked on the singers as friends.
After the flood of productions in December, we had almost three weeks off in January. We needed a rest. Rolf was off to do concerts in Boston and New York before he returned to Europe. Edmund had a series of auditions for the next fall's seasons. Word of his performance in Richmond spread quickly and he was in demand.
At the theater, we had time to do deferred maintenance. A reviewer from the Washington Post had been in Richmond and had given the performance and theater glowing reviews. He referred to the theater as "glowing and immaculate." He also mentioned that while the theater was large, acoustically it was intimate and served the music well.
In mid-January, Lawrence invited me to a little get together at his house. Rolf was stopping in Richmond before he returned to Europe. "He said he had some unfinished business," Lawrence explained and then he added, "He said he hoped that Bruno and Rocky could join us." Edmund would be there with Raoul and one of Raoul's friends. Etienne and Jefferson were also invited.
Of course, I said I would come, but I was uneasy. I had a feeling I would be the least desirable of the sexual appetizers at the party.
Lawrence must have sensed my unease. "Rolf made one request. He doesn't want this to be a civilized gathering where everyone talks about art and opera. He hoping for a complete sexual blow out." Lawrence explained.
"That may not be for everyone," I said.
"That is what Jefferson thought, but he's coming and going to give it the old college try," Lawrence said. "He has an old friend who is into that sort of thing." In theory, we were going to watch a game on TV and talk.
I arrived on time and found Lawrence's exercise room decorated for Christmas. Small potted trees and flowers turned it into a wonderland. Jefferson and his friend Douglas were there already. Bruno and Rocky came with a friend, Butch. Etienne, Raoul and his friend, Ernesto, were just behind them. Troy was busy as the bar tender.
Rolf made a grand entrance dressed as Santa, a jolly Santa indeed. He did the full Santa act, waving and smiling at us. When he sat on the Santa chair, his scarlet robe slipped open and revealed he was naked and semi erect beneath the Christmas finery.
"I hope you boys have all been good," Rolf bellowed. "If you've been good, I have presents for you. To tell you the truth, if you've been bad, I may have a bigger present for you!" The semi-erect cock was a nice touch. I had an old friend who referred to things as being "tasteful without being gaudy." While the cock expressed interest was it was not over eager.
Of course, I realized that Rolf was the main attraction. More correctly Rolf's cock was the main attraction. Douglas tended to stare at Rolf's crotch. Raoul's friend, Ernesto, had the same problem. He was a European stage designer and he knew a prefect theatrical prop when he saw it.
That did not bother Rolf who like the attention. I mentioned this to Edmund who remarked that Rolf had enough cock to serve everyone. Lawrence had bowls of nuts, pretzels and little packets of lubricant set out. That clarified the true purpose of the event. I had no idea how the party would switch from the pretzels to the lubricant gracefully.
Rolf solved the problem. "Am I under dressed?" he asked.
"Hell no!" Bruno, Rocky and Butch said simultaneously. Everyone laughed and in two minutes we were all naked. While Rolf was the center of attention, Lawrence and Etienne came over to welcome Butch to the group. Etienne was usually demure, but he used his tongue to shake hands with Butch's uncut cock. I think he was trying to beat Lawrence to the prize.
Douglas was the first to worship at Rolf's man tool. Douglas was a good-looking man in his sixties. He looked a like hyper version of the Marlboro man. He was in good shape and hairy and I suspected he had been manscaped. He was also enthusiastically feeding on Rolf's cock.
Rolf was sucking on Bruno on the left and Raoul on the right. The both responded well. I noticed Rolf was finger massaging the two men's prostates as he sucked them. He looked a bit like a Hindu divinity flanked by sexual playmates.
Rolf was a professional performer who liked being on stage showing off. Lawrence, Etienne and Raoul were also performers. While many of us were behind the stage men, and Jefferson was a patron, not a performer, everyone got along well.
While Rolf liked the top, there seemed to be some competition for who was the most responsive bottom. Lawrence surprised me he sat on Rolf's cock, who stood and used Lawrence as a hood ornament. Lawrence is small and his weight was partially supported by Rolf's cock. Lawrence's feet did not touch the floor. Every step Rolf took drove is cock deeper into the former dancer. Both men liked to perform and it was quite a show.
Normally, fucking is a private affair and most of the action takes place in a dark, warm and receptive place. It takes a long cock and a good porn director to make fucking showy. Lawrence was a spectacular bottom. While you could only see Rolf's cock from time to time, Lawrence squirmed, wiggled and moaned so that you fully understood the intensity of his emotions and had a strange sense that you knew exactly what Rolf cock was doing and how deep it was. Lawrence's cock was fully erect and drooling continuously.
When Rolf shot off, he returned Lawrence to Jefferson's arms. I thought that might be a problem since Lawrence and Jefferson were lovers. Aa little later, I saw Jefferson licking Lawrence's ass and taking Rolf's sperm as it drooled from the pucker. I assumed all was well.
The orgasm did not slow Rolf down at all; he moved on to Douglas next. Douglas was both deeply interested in taking Rolf's cock, but uneasy about it too.
In some ways, Rolf didn't fuck Douglas; it was more like a delicate massage of Douglas's ass by Rolf's cock. If it hadn't been for the coordinated orgasms and multiple ejaculations at the end, you might not have known it was sex. Douglas told me he felt as if Rolf's cock was masturbating his tool from the inside. When Rolf flooded his ass with sperm, the warm seed made Douglas shoot off.
Their coupling set to tone for the rest of the night. It was low key, high intensity sex. We had all been working hard in a high stress environment. Even when everything goes well, every performance is a challenge. We had all been in the business for a while, and we all knew that one small thing can ruin an entire performance.
There were a lot of problems in the Christmas time productions, but with a lot of work and some luck, the performances were fine. At the party, we were in a strange situation. We were both exhausted and wanted sexual release. In some ways, most of us were too tired and tense to relax. Sex would force us to relax.
We knew each other well and were comfortable. Rolf explained he had the Mount Everest of cocks. While many men enjoyed the achievement of taking his tool, they usually returned to their old playmates. "Climbing Mount Everest is exciting, but a walk in a beautiful park on a summer eve is better as an everyday experience," Rolfe said. "I am a bit of Johnny-One-Note sexually. I stretch you open and fill you completely. Smaller tools can provide a more varied experience."
"I am afraid I have a sex tool, not an affection tool. It provides a lot of intense pleasure, but not affection or love." he added.
"I felt some real affection," Rocco said.
Rolfe smiled. "There is a difference between real affection and love and orgasm induced passion. My thinking is never very clear when I am draining my balls into another man's ass. There is a minute or two of deep connection. It is brief, but incredibly intense. It is wonderful but it cannot last. It is too intense."
"I would not want to pass it up, but it is not the same as love," Rolf added.
"I sure like plain old sex, "Douglas added. "I have had sex with a few straight guys. They are happy with sex alone."
"Most of the time, I will bet even they get into it emotionally during the climax," Rolfe suggested. By that time, Etienne was moving closer to Rolf. I noticed that Rolf's cock had magnetic properties. Etienne hadn't been interested in Rolf, but being close to the naked singer, tended to increase the interest. There are true size queens who are immediately drawn to a big organ. For others. curiosity tends to grow, and I had a feeling Etienne was curious. He might not want to take the cock, but he might regret not taking the opportunity when he had the chance.
Etienne was well equipped too. He was uncut, and long like Rolf's organ. The cock was thin and it struck me as being almost spindly. That may have just been an optical illusion due to his cock's length.
I was with Lawrence and Edmund. Lawrence hadn't shot off when he was skewered on Rolf's monster, he was still fascinated by Edmund's foreskin and Edmund seemed to be more into my cock. I later found out that Edmund was uneasy about precum. I am a heavy leaker. I had last seen him more than a week before. Edmund discovered he liked the cock drool while we were apart.
While Lawrence loved foreskin, precum was an interest too. My drool excited Edmund and that increased the flow of his sex juices. That added to the attractiveness for Lawrence. Sexual excitement slowly increased for all three of us.
By then, Rolf was deep into Etienne. Etienne was alternating between urging Rolf to slow up and demanding that he force his tool deeper. He wanted every inch of the massive organ in him. My threesome was next to them. I leaned over and sucked Etienne's oozing tool. Edmund and Lawrence rearranged themselves so that I could take more of the cock.
It was thin and curved so that I could deep throat it. Apparently, Rolf was in deep by then and he unloaded. Etienne shot off and we had a satisfactory chain reaction orgasm. We had a rest period to catch our breaths and we talked. Edmund took my load as he fed Lawrence.
The sex calmed down except for a little fondling and a lot of lustful looks. While there was a little of the normal post-orgasm let down, but being surrounded by naked men tended to counteract that.
"I assume you men tend to be active sexually?" Douglas asked.
Rolf laughed. "I used to think I was moderately active, but since I've been visiting here, I realize my earlier sex life was more like monastic celibacy," he said. "It has been wonderful."
"I thought I was doing well if I got lucky every few months," Butch said. "I've had a year's worth of sex in an hour!"
"You don't mind if sex is superficial?" Jefferson asked.
"The short answer is shit no!" Butch replied. "I like it, but I'm not exactly a romantic."
"Most of my relationships are in depth," Rolf said stroking his cock in case no one got the pun. "As a young man, I had some affairs. They all seemed to dwindle away. My life in filled with engagements and travel. The best affairs became friendships. As I became better known I encountered what might be described as opera groupies."
"I didn't know they have opera groupies," Douglas said.
"It's worse for ballet dancers," Lawrence interjected.
"There are a lot of men who want to bed the soprano, but as a bass, I tend to play hyper-masculine types. I am a big man with a hairy chest. I had a small following," Rolf said. "For some it was almost like autograph hunting if you substituted sperm for ink." Everyone laughed.
"I assume you left the "autograph" in a hard to reach place?" Raoul suggested. There was more laughter. Rolf nodded.
"Most men seemed to like the more boyish dancers," Troy said. "I am too big. Once I hit 15, I was no longer attractive. I don't seem to be a hit with the butch group either. I need an ordinary, everyday gay guy. It seems to be all twinks or bikers."
"I have a suspicion there are several men here who could help you with that," Douglas said.
"I don't see any problem with casual sex. We are all adult. What is wrong connecting with a man, having some fun and going home for dinner and a good rest?" Raoul said. "I don't need any extra drama in my life." The conversation continued, but men being men, sex urges began to rise as sex juices refilled their balls.
I was with Rolf, Raoul, Edmund and Troy. Troy knew that I have a warm spot for the bottom.
"I have a little present for you," Raoul said in his best Spanish accented Santa voice. "Have a seat and I will give it to you." He was on the floor leaning against a couch. I sat on it. His cock was comfortable, long, thin and curved.
"My friend Edmund told me he would love to share an ass with my cock," Raoul said in a whisper. "Do you think it would fit?" I thought about it. Rolf's monster fit, there was probably room for two normal organs. I nodded.
"Does the idea of two men using your ass to get off offend you? He gets excited easily; he will probably shoot in you," Raoul added.
"That's not a problem," I said. "Will you shoot?"
Raoul smiled. "Eventually," he said. I don't know if Raoul and Edmund expected me to agree, but they clearly had thought about it and seemed to have a plan. Raoul had a knack for making improbable things look graceful. He shifted a few times and suddenly Edmund's cock was at my ass. Well lubricated, he pushed and popped past my sphincter.
Edmund carefully thrust, and Raoul reacted to his movements and my tight ass. Raoul was a handsome stud muffin. I didn't think they were lovers, but Raoul was much better looking than Edmund's usual playmates.
He was used to the guy next door and now he was rubbing cocks with a sex god. He was happy. I was happy too. Raoul was right; Edmund didn't last long. I felt his cock cream filling the leftover space between Raoul's cock and his in the tight confines of my ass. Both Raoul and Edmund moaned. Edmund pulled out.
A few seconds later another cock shared my ass with Raoul. Troy had been watching and saw the opening. Troy was a dancer too, and the two men had an erotic ballet in my ass. Edmund had shot a massive load in me and that lubricated their movements.
I also soon realized that they both knew the exact location of my prostate, and included it in their movements. I thought I was just providing the theater for their play, but I was included in the action. We attracted an audience, and that was good for Raoul and Troy. After about ten minutes, they both shot off. The men watching applauded.
Rolf came over to me. "Did you really enjoy that or just give that impression?" he asked.
"I am embarrassed to say it, but I enjoyed it," I replied.
Rolf leaned close to me and whispered, "Bruno and Rocky would like to try a poke, but you are the boss. They aren't sure it would be right."
"It's not a problem. The rules are different when I am naked and on my back then when I'm at work," I said. Rolf smiled.
"That seems sensible. I like to keep work and pleasure separate. Even in rehearsals a blow job ruins my train of thought," he said. Rolf went off and five minutes later Bruno, Rocky and Butch wandered over. They did a good imitation of being casual. They worked security and looking relaxed and uninterested when you were watching for a problem was an important part of their job. Their cocks were not that relaxed. The three men did what might be called Round Robin intercourse with me.
Each man took his turn and when they were too close to an orgasm, they traded off to the next man. All three men were big and beefy. Their cocks were varied. Butch was uncut and had a huge knob on a thin shaft. Rocco referred to it as the lollypop. I only felt the knob in my ass. Bruno had a thick, blunt instrument, with no real differentiation for the head. Rocco had a fire plug, thick and stubby.
Each cock created enjoyable but different sensations. I had thought I would lose interest in what had become an anal marathon. I both enjoyed it and wanted to make it better for them. On the third round, I tried to grab Butch's cock head. This was impossible due to the lubrication. I couldn't quite grab it but I did manage to caress it. This massaging action made Butch shoot off, flooding me with his steamy man cream.
Bruno immediately replaced him. Fucking an ass filled with man juice is always good. It is even better if you like the man who made and deposited the sperm. Bruno popped and Rocco replaced him. He lasted only a minute before his cock erupted in an impressive orgasm. Bruno and Rocco's orgasms had a vocal component, and that attracted the other men.
Jefferson and Douglas took turns. Jefferson was normally cool and reserved. As soon as his cock popped through my sphincter, he became enthusiastic and affectionate. I realized his natural reserve required the intensity of intercourse to vanish and let him fully enjoy the sexual experience. Douglas was different. He was handsome and knew it. He attracted sexual partners.
I think he was more straight than gay, but gay sex had fewer complications than heterosexual sex. his marriages had been failures, but he was wealthy enough to attract predatory women. Men were easier to deal with. He was a very sexual man and was not at all timid about gay sex. Fucking a cum filled ass was a new experience for him and he enjoyed it. he took his time to shoot off and I think he enjoyed exploring my ass. I was surprised when he found a few sexual hot spots up my ass and he worked them until I nearly came.
I was on the edge of and orgasm when he shot off. Douglas pulled out and Rolf made a return visit. I realized this gang fuck was the grand finale of the party. Rolf provided the final burst of fireworks. I had seven loads in my ass and as Rolf pushed in, some of it squirted out; he pushed the remainder in deeper.
Troy later told me that my cum smeared hole still looked small. He said it looked like a magic trick as Rolf's cock opened me and went deep. That sounded messy to me, but Butch shot off and sprayed me with sperm as he watched. I am not a performer and being watched was slightly uncomfortable, until I felt the warm splatter. At least I knew the audience liked the show.
I relaxed a little and then Rolf's cock took charge. I briefly stopped being me and became a sex toy for Rolf's pleasure. He was noted for great, once-in-a-life-time performances. I was his co-star and let waves of intense pleasure flow over me. I don't know how long he fucked me, but when I came to my senses, he had contributed his sperm to the sexual stew in my ass. I was shooting off. Rocky and Raoul were licking and eating my sperm as I ejaculated.
Rolf gently thrusts until every drop was in my ass. Edmund joined Rocky and Raoul, and I feel asleep to the sounds of Christmas Carols.