Old Stories 1 By Bald Hairy Man
This is a story about gay men and gay sex. If you do not like that, DON'T read it! You have been warned. It is intended for adults to read, and is not for minors. It is a fantasy, not a sex manual. No effort to portray safe sex practices has been made. If you have any comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com
Coach Hal
Football was popular in the first decades of the Twentieth Century, but it was still possible for a small college to have a good team and a considerable following. The daughters of a mine owner who had died in a mining accident founded North Pennsylvania College in 1870. It was to be a charity school for the sons of miners. By 1900, it was a well-respected Engineering college with a good reputation.
Its football team played in a local league and garnered respect. Coach Hal came to the school as a mathematics professor who coached on the side. He had a knack for taking the sons of miners and turning them into fine scholars and good athletes.
The hard, backbreaking work of mining took a toll on the men of the region. Many of the students were fatherless or had difficult home life. Coach Hal was an impressive physical specimen, tall, barrel chested and muscular. He was also intelligent, enthusiastic and generous in praise. He wanted "his boys" to be all they could be. If you made the effort and did well, he encouraged you. Many coaches focus their attention on the stars and standouts on their teams. Hal said, "I'm not interested in the stars, I like the constellations."
Coach Hal was married to a mousey woman. She was rarely seen in public. They had no children. He devoted his time and considerable energy to his "boys." For many of them, he was the father they never had. Hal was no fool. He knew that love in young men at the peak of their sexual powers often expressed themselves sexually.
While he never encouraged this or indulged in any sexual activities with them, he was never unkind. His boys were part of the team and they felt the warmth of love and affection. For sexual release, Hal had a close friend Dr. Brooks, a professor of languages and me, Johnny Henning, the Head Groundskeeper. We connected accidentally and our relationship became close. Hal was strongly sexually driven, but moral too. He could never use his position for personal gratification.
Some of the students worked for me as sort of an informal scholarship. If a student was on the verge of dropping out, I found work and enough cash to keep him in school. The campus of North Penn was beautiful, largely by our efforts. While I never took advantage of the students, I sometimes became intimate with them. I am a huge man, but my tastes are passive. One might think they were taking advantage of me, but it was always a mutually enjoyable experience.
I knew which students were in love with Coach Hal. While Hal knew this happened with fatherly coaches and their team members, he never indulged or let things get out of hand. I knew Coach Hal well and knew the coach shared the sexual inclinations of some of his team members. It was in the later 1920s when I arranged for a little party at my cabin in the Pocono Mountains. It was a party to let off steam and reconnect with former playmates.
I felt that when former team members were fully adult, it was acceptable for them to satisfy their inclinations. Many had not lost their hero worship of the coach. I asked Hal to the party. He was opposed it at first. He relented after he thought it over.
Coach Hal's relationships with Dr. Brooks and me were intensely sexually satisfying. Brooks had connected with a few former students at their tenth reunion, and said it had been good. "It was as if you were finally able to scratch an itch you had been unable to scratch for years," Brooks explained. "We all knew it was a one shot only deal, but it was pleasant and satisfying for all involved."
"I would have thought it would be embarrassing," Hal said.
"We are all adult men now," Brooks replied. "I was not trifling with the affections of innocent youths. It was not a ladies' tea party either. As you well know, I have healthy, manly appetites. I was generous in my affections and the men were more than generous." Eventually Coach Hal agreed to join in the party. He wanted to know who would come, but I said I would make all the arrangements.
In late June in the gap between Graduation and the beginning of summer school, Brooks and Hal arrived at my mountain camp. I named it Kamp Kareful as a joke. Most people had camps named Camp Carefree or Kill Kare. I tend to be obsessed with safety, thus Kamp Kareful.
The camp sits on a small pond. The place was isolated and secluded. The first guests arrived an hour later. It was a trio of tackles, Bobby, Bruno and Benny. We had called then the Wall, since they formed and impenetrable wall protecting the quarterback. A half hour later three more men came, the quarterback, Dodson, a linebacker, Henry and the water boy Julius. That was the guest list. Brooks noticed that Coach Hal glowed when his saw the former team members.
Julius and I cooked lunch as the men talked. The sun was hot and Brooks suggested a swim. He and I stripped and the other men followed. The men had seen each other naked hundreds of times in the locker room. Brooks watched as the men saw Hal naked for the first time.
Brooks had known Hal for years. Curiously, Hal was under the impression that his cock was deformed. It was too big. His marital relations were poor on that account. Brooks had tried to disabuse him of that thought, but without success. When Hal's former team members saw it for the first time it was as if Christmas came early.
The men were all in their late twenties and early thirties, but they were still young enough to get hard when they were inspired. While Hal's oversized tool may have been embarrassed him, the excited men inspired his tool too. There is one nice thing about being a naked man. You do not need to tell someone you are sexually excited. Hal's cock responded to the stimulation.
It is one thing to be attracted to your coach. It is another when you discover that he is horse hung and excited by you. Everyone jumped into the water. It was comparatively warm and allowed for discrete explorations. Hal went over to Bruno. Bruno was a massive, hair covered, bear of a man, but was quite shy. He was now a mathematics teacher in his hometown, and Hal counted him as a great success.
They talked briefly, but Hal reached out under the water and fondled Bruno's equipment. I didn't know Bruno well, but Brooks said Bruno's cock tended to look small only because of his massive body.
I am an easygoing man and I make friends easily. I like to suck and be fucked. If my partner can stay hard and have an orgasm, I can do the rest. Because of my preferences, I was a little worried that the guests were all tops. I soon discovered that everyone could be versatile when he is in a group of men who like each other. A top can bottom for a man he likes. The right cock can feel real good in a willing ass.
I was also worried about Hal's meat. It was ideal for amateurs. I did not know how experienced the former students were. It turns out I worried too much. When you are with someone you want to please, experience does not matter either. They wanted to connect with their former coach as intimately as possible.
I was new to group play myself, and I was not sure how much I would like it. I like sex and it turned out that I like lots of sex a lot more. It was very good. Hal was muscular and in great condition. His athletic abilities included sex, and if there was such a thing as a sexual marathon, he was equipped to win. He had remarkable stamina.
While Hal was the main attraction, the boys did not neglect Brooks and me. They were polite and attentive. I thought I knew Brooks well, but he bloomed in the sexual free-for-all.
One of my special skills is sitting on a cock and working it to an orgasm. I had done this to Dodson and to Julius. Technically their cock was in my ass, so I was being fucked, but I did all the work. I bounced on the cock and caressed it with my sphincter. I masturbated their cocks with my ass.
This was intensely intimate and pleasurable for both of us. It is hard to believe that a cock and a sphincter can express affection, but that is the way it felt. Men must be enthusiastic and aggressive to complete the sexual act. That does not preclude affection or tenderness.
I also discovered that tenderness is not associated with a particular body type. Dodson, the slim and rather elegant quarterback, was most aggressive. The massive tackles were tender and delicate in many ways. Bobby had a thick and massive cock and there was no delicate way to wedge it into the confines of an ass, but he was careful. He was like the brawny sculptor who could turn a bloc of stone into an elegant sculpture.
The team members had seen each other naked in the showers almost every day at college. I wondered how they would deal with nudity in a sexual situation. It could be embarrassing to switch gears. Coach Hal and Dr. Brooks eased the way.
Hal connected with Bruno and Henry. He was sucking Henry as Bruno eased his organ into Hal's ass. Hal clearly was a master sucker, and Henry moaned, enjoying the genital attention. Hal had no problem with the anal connection either.
Henry lost it and let loose an impressive series of ejaculations. Henry was an open book, and you could see him shiver and shake with each ejaculation. Hal took his mas seed with obvious gusto. Henry's orgasm triggered Bruno's cock, and he let lose. It was not just that Bruno and Henry were injecting their manly juices into opposite ends of their coach. Hal was clearly enjoying it. It was beautiful.
Julius, the water boy, was an unimpressive physical specimen, short, thin and hairy. They called him the chimp. He was a gifted chemist and his stint as a water boy was to give him the money he needed to stay in school. He was a nice guy and the team liked him. He was never naked in the showers. When I said he was an unimpressive physical specimen, I did not realize that a quarter of his weight might well have been in his cock. It was so big it was almost a deformity.
Brooks saw it and was smitten. I think curiosity got the better of him. He connected with Julius and he discovered that Julius was a top. Brooks had discovered that being fucked by a cock that large was a different experience than taking a normal cock. Brooks later described it a hyper-fucking. Brooks went into a sexual trance as Julius worked his magic.
Hal and Brooks were entirely open and available sexually. Brooks was moaning in ecstasy as Hal ate every drop of sperm shot from Henry's quivering body. When Bruno finally pulled out of Hal's ass, Dodson went over to Hal and licked up Bruno's sperm as it drooled from Hal's ass. Once Hal had taken all of Henry's cum, he rolled over, pulled up his legs and opened his ass for Dodson's cock. Dodson had never fucked a cum-filled ass before and it was a great success.
There is a lull in sexual desire after and orgasm. On needs to recharge and rest before desire returns. I had noticed that many men leave and lose all interest. In a group of nine men, this was not a problem since a portion of the group was always ready for action.
As far as I could tell, Hal and Julius never experienced any lull in desire. I thought my ass relaxed after several penetrations. I was afraid that I would lose the tightness necessary to please my playmates. If it did, no one complained. The men were able to go deeper into to me as my ass relaxed I became more receptive. This was a shock of sorts. I am most willing and receptive anyway, and the new openness was exciting.
Once Hal took Henry's cum, there seemed to an urge to take his cream. Bobby told me later that he had never wanted to take cum before. As Hal lapped up Henry's load, Bobby wanted Hal's cream. He got it.
I asked if he liked it.
"It didn't taste that good, but I loved it," he said. "I was afraid I wasn't doing it right, but he began to ooze some sweet stuff I knew he was excited. He got more excited and then it came. There was a lot of it. It was kind of bitter and salty." He paused. "It was hot, straight from his balls. I did not think it would be hot. He fed me all of his baby making juice."
"Did you swallow it?"
"It would a have been rude no to. I can still taste it," he replied. "Hal told me he wanted to take mine. He told me he would like it on his mouth or ass." Bobby had been soft when we started talking; he was hard now. He looked down and saw his erect cock. "Sorry about that," he added.
Dodson joined us. He looked at Bobby's erection. "Damn you have a nice one," he said. "Some guys say they have a grower not a shower. You take the cake in that division."
Bobby looked at Dodson's cock. "You look good had or soft. I was always jealous of all the sex you got," Bobby said.
Dodson leaned close. "Let me tell you, the sex today has been better than all the sex I have ever had before," he said. "Johnny here was the first guy I ever fucked and it was the best sex I had in college. He promised not to get pregnant and that made it better for me." We laughed.
"I just took Julius' load," Dodson said. "I had no idea he was packing all that equipment. It was a mouthful. How was Coach Hal's cream?"
"I can still taste it," Bobby said. Dodson kissed him. They were both hard now. I was hard too and I got behind Dodson and nudged my cock into his crack. He shifted to give me better access. I nudged a little harder and found out his ass was lubricated and ready. His rectum was warm and welcoming.
"I want Hal to fuck me, but I need to be more open. Can you boys help me?" he asked.
"We sure can!" Bobby replied. Bobby and I team fucked him for fifteen minutes. My cock is a long, thin probe. Bobby's was thick and stumpy. Hal watched us work him over and then replaced me on one of the rotations. Hal was longer and thicker than we were and he went deep on the first thrust. Hal had a big knob and I think Dodson knew it was the Coach immediately. He went crazy.
Hal had been gentle fucking Bruno and Benny. He was a man rammer with Dodson, and that seemed to be what Dodson wanted. Hal turned him on his side and lifted his leg so we could all see his monster pounding into Dodson's ass. Dodson was gasping for air, but his cock was rock hard. He was loving it.
Hal pulled out quickly, ejaculated on Dodson's ass pucker and then shoved it in again. Hal wanted us to know he was breeding Dodson. He finished the orgasm in the ass, and then pulled out slowly. Julius went over to Dodson and licked up the opalescent cream drooling from his ass.
Julius had a long tongue and he soon was tongue fucking the hole, taking Hal's cream. Dodson began to moan and Henry took his load as it spurted. His mouth made love to the cock while Julius' tongue made love to his well-used hole. Dodson was in heaven. Henry and Julius looked happy too.
The party broke up and hour or so later. We were all exhausted but happy. We all knew we would do it again.
That opportunity occurred a year later. My plan had been to ask the same men who had come the year before. Several could not come, but several had a friend who was interested. Julius had a friend Dudley. He had been on the wrestling team a couple of years behind Julius. He was a chemist too, but athletic scholarships were easier to come by than academic scholarships. Bruno had two friends, Lou and Frank. They were on the football team two years before Bruno's time.
Much to my surprise, Brooks wanted to bring a friend, Dr. Findlay, the Dean of the Faculty. I think I have a good sense about men who share my tastes, and I had not guessed about him at all. I had a new friend too, Scott Robertson. He was an electrician who worked for the school. He had recently been divorced and we had connected. In his mid-thirties, man sex excited him.
His wife was a beauty and Scott had been hot stuff in High School, the captain of the football team. He became an electrician and that was not part of her plan. Sex wasn't a part either. Scott discovered she was saving that for a man with higher net worth.
He was walking home drunk from a bar when I picked him up, took him home and bedded him. He had a rip roaring old time. I don't think he had ever had sex with someone who liked it. He said he was not gay, but the sex was so good, he did not mind that I was a man.
Scott, Brooks and Dr. Findlay were the first to arrive. Hal, Bruno and his friends came next, followed by Julius and Dudley. While I prepared lunch, the men talked. By the time lunch was ready, they were all naked and in the water.
Dr. Findlay hit it off with Julius and Scott. Hal was with Bruno and his friends. Dudley was watching. I called them in for lunch. Lunch was festive but quick. All the men were ready. The men were varied in size and status. Findlay was a dean and a roly-poly ball of a man. I am a glorified janitor.
Dudley was built like a gorilla. He was a shy, academic type who no one noticed except when he won wrestling matches. He could have played King Kong in the movies without makeup. Hal noticed him watching, and signaled him to come over to play. Hal knew he was shy so he dropped to his knees and swallowed Dudley's dong. Dudley shot off a few minutes later and Hal took every drop.
Dudley was willing to please, and once he got into the swing of things, he was not shy. When Hal pulled away, he went to Findley. Findlay was not well endowed until Dudley coaxed his cock to full erection. Dudley also had a recharge time of three or four minutes. By the time Findlay was erect, he was ready to go again. The two men chatted a little then Findlay got on his hands and knees as spread his ass cheeks.
Brooks came over to them with some lubricant and Dudley began a slowly and gently inserting his oversized cock into Findley's small ass. Dudley was a lover not a fucker and he had a sense about the right pace. Eventually every inch of Dudley's dong was in Findley's ass and Findlay was purring in pleasure.
Hal had joined Lou and Scott. They were not too gentle, but they were enthusiastic. As I watched the men go at it, I realized how remarkable it was. All of us were used to hiding our sexual interests from the world, not to mention the actual sexual activities we enjoyed. For this one afternoon a year we were able be and do what we wanted.
For most of us coming into physical contact with another man's cock happened once or twice a year if we were lucky. Here everyone was both interested and willing. Since everyone was here for sex, there was none of the uneasy feeling out a man to see if he was into it. It was just sex, but somehow my cock and ass could not tell the difference.