Tiny Tim 4 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, any comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com
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Good sex isn't dignified. I wonder if that is why sex scares so many people. It's impossible to maintain all the illusions and pretence when you are squirming on a cock trying to get it to send you to the moon. It helped that Bumpass was as excited as I was, but it was a shock. I had thought fucking was a one-way street. I had enjoyed fucking, but somehow I thought the fuckee was just being polite. Bumpass' organ went way deep. I couldn't think straight or get my bearings.
I felt things I didn't know were possible. Bumpass and I were both excited and we didn't last long. When I felt his man seed tickling my ass, I shot off. I noticed that Bumpass never over stayed his welcome. He seemed to sense when I was close. We broke apart.
Late that night I told him it had been good. He looked relieved.
While Bumpass had a lot of rest stop experience and many playmates, I was a comparative novice. Larry seemed to like me and he dropped by to see me when Bumpass wasn't there. He told me I had turned him on and he had told a friend. I must have looked unhappy. I was worried I was turning into a sideshow at a sexual circus.
"Don't worry Tim, my buddy is a really good guy," Larry said. "He's shy and sweet. I kind of introduced him to sex play and he loves it, but he is way too shy to make a pass at anyone."
"Are you making the pass for him?" I asked.
Larry looked at me and then smiled. "I guess I am," he said. "I was hoping you might be willing to meet him."
Well, there is nothing wrong with meeting a man," I said.
Larry came by two days later and drove to a house in the country. It was a small farmhouse, but the property was grown up in trees. The house was nicely fixed up. A man sitting on the porch got up to meet us. He was a big guy.
"George, this is my friend Tim," Larry said. George said hello and asked us in for a beer. There was something odd about the way George talked. His voice was very deep, but slightly lisped. He had a thick black beard. I wondered if it covered a cleft pallet.
"Damn, you too look alike!" Larry said. I thought he was joking, but when I looked up at George, I saw the resemblance. Other than our size, George was almost twice as tall as I was, we did look alike.
"Oh shit!" I said. "It's me and mini me!" We all burst into laughter. The conversation was easy after that. George was a Phys Ed major and on the wrestling team. He was my age, but looked older due to the beard. His parents had bought the house for him, and from the way it was furnished, I could see they were well off. It was nice. He preferred listening to talking.
I made a mistake and slipped into my computer nerd lingo. When I caught myself, I realized George had actually been listening and understanding. George was so big and muscular; I had written him off as a caveman.
Larry said he had to get back to a practice in a while, and asked if we might go to the bedroom and have some fun. That was acceptable to all of us. George was hairy, like me, but so big he was intimidating. He and Larry kissed. Since my head was at crotch height, I slipped in between them and sucked them both.
George was beefy, but his cock was thin and six or seven inches of uncut man meat. While he was rock hard, the skin still covered the knob. When I slipped my tongue into the wrapper, I found out he had been oozing sex juices as we had been talking and it was a precum buffet. That turned me on big time.
We went to the bed and George sucked me as Larry watched. George was more than enthusiastic. I tend to ooze precum and George liked that. Larry didn't ooze much, so it was a new experience for George. He was new to the scene. He was a bit tentative when he saw a glob of precum on my cock, but once he tasted it, he was fine.
After a few minutes of play it was clear we were all into it and comfortable with each other. Since I knew Larry and George was Larry's friend, it was good from the start. They were both muscle men, but they were miles away from the loudmouth wrestler types you see on the television.
Oddly, I had the biggest cock in the group. George liked that and mentioned I had a beauty. Given the size difference between us, you would assume they would have been more aggressive. It's possible I was slightly more experienced than George, but only slightly. He was new to the scene, but very curious and willing to try things out.
After the initial burst of activity, we talked and George confessed he was new to man sex, but had liked everything he had tried. "I want to try more," he said.
"You may not like everything," I said. "Every experiment isn't a success."
"Have you had any problems?" he asked.
"Not yet," I answered. "Everyone's been nice and careful. I so small, they don't want to hurt me."
"I'm a wrestler," George said. "I'm pretty hard to hurt! I'm afraid I don't know the rules. The first time I did this it was a few days ago with Larry."
"I take it you liked what you tried?" I asked.
"It was mind blowing," George said. "I went to a very conservative Catholic school and I believed everything the nuns and priests told me. The school used the Latin Mass. It was that conservative."
"To tell you the truth, I'm not sure I know the rules myself, but I think if it feels good, and your partner likes it, it's okay," I said. "I don't think there is a class on it."
"Not even in the computer science department?" Larry asked. We all laughed.
"I would think the team shower rooms would be a better training ground," I said. "I admit I have heard the basement men's room in the library is said to be busy."
George smiled. "I have always had eagle eyed coaches with no funny business at all," he said. "The coaches are scared of an incident. If something happens, the press would go crazy and would eat them alive. It even was hard to take a good look. " He paused. "I sure got a good look this afternoon."
"Do you like what you see?" I asked.
"I fucking love it!" he exclaimed. "I have a question though. What happens when you shoot off? Do you wipe it up or . . .?
"That depends on you," I said. "Sometimes I lick it clean, sometimes I just wipe it away." Since I am always at cock height, I noticed George was rock hard again. He was excited.
"You eat the stuff?" he asked. His cock twitched as he asked the question.
"When I'm inspired, I do," I replied. I wasn't sure if he wanted to suck mine, or have me suck his, but I took his cock into my mouth. I guessed right; he was more than ready. George didn't last long and soon hand a four-alarm orgasm. He filled my mouth. When he was done, I opened my mouth so he could see his man seed quivering in my gullet.
What happened next surprised me. George pulled me close to him and we kissed. I opened my mouth so he could taste his own cock cream. Larry joined us, surprising George and me. I was really turned on. I was rubbing my cock against George's body and I felt my sperm rising.
"Damn, I'm going to shoot off too," I exclaimed. A second later, both Larry and George were at my cock. While they shared the sperm, George was really into it. If he could have sucked my balls through my cock, he would have done it. A little later George took Larry's cream with equal enthusiasm.
We cooled down and Larry said he had to get to practice. George asked if I could stay for a little longer. He said he could take me back to the campus. That was fine with me. When Larry left, we talked.
"Is Larry as nice a guy as he seems to be?" George asked.
"As far as I can tell, he is," I answered. I had never been with anyone quite like him."
"What do you mean?"
"I tend to associated with nerd types. I'm not standard issue, and they are more open-minded," I explained. "It didn't seem possible that a genuine, all-American dream boat like Larry would be interested or willing to play with me."
"I was a small kid with a hair lip," George said. "My parents were really protective of me."
"I think you out grew the small part!"
"Thirteen was a big year for me," George said. "I had the growth spurt of growth spurts. It's funny though, I still think of myself as a small kid and my parents still treat me as a child."
"If you think you have problems with that, you need to take some steps in my boys' department shoes!" I said; we both laughed. He was hard again so we tried a little more sex. I asked if I could sit on it.
"You really want to try that?" he asked.
"Do you have some lubricant?" I asked. He did. I coated his probe and then straddled it. He had a flared knob on the thin shaft. I bounced on the knob a few times and then it popped into me. I relaxed and the entire organ was in me.
I was winded a little. George was in heaven. "I'm going to shoot again!" he cried.
"Try to calm down and hold back," I said. "It's better when it lasts longer." I was perfectly still for a minute or so, I felt him twitch once, but he relaxed. I began to bounce a little and then I undulated my hips. George moaned. While I am small, my ass muscles are well developed and tight. I gave George a real workout. He did nothing other than stay hard and moan.
Eventually, he cried out and I felt a tickling sensation in my ass. He twitched as he ejaculated. George would have been a bad poker player. I felt every squirt and his face registered every moment of pleasure. He went soft and his cock plopped out of my ass. I was happy, but I don't think I was as happy as George was.
He almost fell asleep, but the hugged me. "That was wonderful," he said. "I can't believe it was that good. Was it okay for you too?"
"Couldn't you tell?"
"I was sort of in my own little world. I couldn't believe you let me shoot off in you," he said. "That was nice. I was always afraid my mom would find the remains. You really liked it?"
"I was the one doing a fancy dance on your cock," I said. "I could have gotten off at any time."
"I'd love to have Larry sitting on my cock," he said.
"Ask him, he might like it."
"If I fucked him would he have to fuck me?" George asked in almost a whisper. "I don't know if I could do that."
"I don't think there are any hard and fast rules about that," I replied. "I suspect getting fucked is more about desire then ability. If you want it, you probably can take it."
"I guessed getting sucked would be good. I wasn't sure about sucking a guy's cock myself," George said. "That was a lot better than I thought it would be."
"I had the impression that you enjoyed it," I observed. George looked at me.
"It's hard for me to admit how much I liked it," he said. "It was great. It just that it seemed like I wasn't supposed to like it that much."
"I understand. It must be hard to turn on a dime. One minute it's a deep sin, a minute later you are trying to suck jiz from a pal's cock," I said. "It takes some getting use too."
"Did it take time for you?"
"Some, but I like the sex so much, I got over it quickly," I said. "You got into it hot and heavy. It was your first blowjob and you took all the cream! Did you like that?"
George nodded. "Larry's was wonderful. You were good too, it gave me a tingle."
"A tingle?"
"You're a dwarf. I had no idea what to expect," he said. "Please don't be offended."
"Did you expect mini sperm?" I asked. George looked shocked. Then I burst into laughter. He joined me. "That was supposed to be a joke!" I added.
"I was just afraid I had hurt your feelings," he said. "I can't joke about my cleft pallet."
"I would never do that," I said.
I had to get back to school. We showered, dressed and he drove me home. It had been a good afternoon.
Phil saw him drop me off. He asked me how things were going. I told him things couldn't be better. "I'm going off to a little party tomorrow. It's all older men. I told them I had hit pay dirt with some young men. They asked me to invite you," he said. "It's a nice group, but there are no movie stars in the group, if you get my meaning."
"How do you know them?" I asked.
"There are two construction guys I used to work with, Harvey and Doug. They hooked up with a retired policeman and another man, a retired Navy man who works part time at Lowes. There is a retired nurse too, Greg. It's not a tea party. They own a sling. One man gets in and they all have fun with him. It's all mindless sex, nothing heavy."
"Would I be in line for the sling?" I asked.
"Oh no! Guests are guest," Phil said. "I am a regular guest. They know I don't bottom and they are oaky with that. Am I right in thinking Bumpass might like the sling?"
"I can't speak for him, but he might," I said. "I'm I right, but are these the kind of guys he might have met in the park?"
Phil laughed. "Yes and no, several met in a park or cruising areas somewhere. Greg thought that was too dangerous, so the club is a park substitute. They get together every two to three weeks, but they are known to have emergency meeting when someone needs it bad."
I laughed. "I guess that a sensible way to handle that problem." I told him I would talk with Bumpass.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7:00 then," he said.
"Have you already talked with Bumpass?" I said feeling a bit miffed.
"No I haven't, but let me ask you a question Timmy. What chance is there that Bumpass would say no?" Phil asked.
"Pretty slim, I would guess," I said, "perhaps between slim and none."
"I have an ulterior motive here. Bumpass likes the parks and pick up areas. This is a safer alternative for him. You are guaranteed a good time with a better class of man," Phil explained. "It's stress free too." you always get lucky at Harvey's house.
That actually made some sense. I knew Bumpass had some bad experiences. I talked with him and he was interested. At 7:00, Phil picked us up and we went to Harvey's house. It was a bungalow in an okay, but not great part of town. Most of the houses had a chain link fence around the yard. Harvey's house had an iron fence around a nice garden. He house was well set back so, you walked down a garden path to get to the door.
Harvey met us at the door. He was a stocky bearded man with bright blue eyes. I said the garden was beautiful.
"That is Doug's doing. He has a green thumb. The back yard is a vegetable garden. It's nice too," he said. He was full dressed at the door, but naked in what seemed to be a second or two. "The undressing room is to the rear. Get naked and join in." We went to the room he indicated and stripped. Greg, the nurse joined us. He was a crew cut, stocky man too, but I think he must have worked out.
"New meat!" he exclaimed when he saw us.
"The boys are shy, don't scare them!" Phil said.'
"Well I am the bottom boy for tonight," Greg said. "We will get to know each other well by the end of the night." He looked at us. "You boys are packing some meat. You could do me a favor and get to the end of the line. I think I'd enjoy you more once I've been opened up some."
"That's okay with me," Bumpass said.
"Do you mind using other guys sperm for lube?" Greg asked. "It might be messy."
"I'd love that," Bumpass said. He was already hard. He liked Greg. "You don't mind taking a load of a stranger?"
"No one here is a stranger after fifteen minutes or so," Greg explained. "Take your time and smell the roses. We have all night if we want." We went to the playroom in the basement. There were five men there talking. There was applause as Greg entered.
Phil introduced us as they strapped Greg into the sling. It sat in the corner of the room with beds on each side. The walls were mirrored.
Doug, the gardener, came to Bumpass and me. He was well over six feet tall, slim and moderately hairy. "No one here is shy," he said. "There a good chance that someone here would like to do anything you want." He was semi hard and his cock was in my face.
"Well, I see something I want!" I said as I took his cock head.