Total Relaxation Therapy 2
Bald Hairy Man
This is pure fantasy. If you are offended by stories about gay men and gay sex, or if you are under age, DO NOT READ IT. It is not a guide to safe sexual techniques. It does not depict real men, or real situations. It does not depict necessary safe sex practices. Fantasy characters can do anything they want, real men can not!
Dr. Tommy wanted to make sure the men in TRT understood the reason for the group. It was a pure, 100% sex group. Pure may not be the best word to describe it. TRT wasn't to find true love or even friendship. It was to have sex with other men and get off.
In some ways Tommy was a sly man. He thought if you kept expectations low, it would be more likely to develop deeper relationships between men. Singles clubs often failed because of high expectations. Selecting the "right people" to meet is no guarantee of success. You can't predict compatibility. Statistic's are numbers not facts.
You may think you want a thirty-five year old, blond jogger who had a high paying job in finance. I know some men who wanted the prefect man, and looked for him for years. When a guy says, "I've waited so long, I'm not going to compromise now." Some of those men are nearing seventy, and may not have looked in the mirror in a long while.
At the Total Relaxation Therapy get togethers you meet plain old guys who share the same sexual interests. You have fun. That is the only objective. If men's sexual drives, anatomy, and sexual skills coincide, it may turn into more than an isolated event.
That event may become a single event or you may become buddies, friends or lovers. Tommy and I are, friends and pals. We are compatible, We help each other with the problems of every life, and would do the same in an emergency. We also fuck like rabbits.
Some might say the fuck like rabbits aspect of our relationship is superficial. Tommy joked that our relationship is at least seven inches deep. That is both a joke and fact. We are lucky that we are both sexually and personally compatible.
We are also lucky that working together and being able to count on one another for thirty years is good. Tommy says we have been sucking and fucking for years. I have been trading cum in our mouths and asses. We have reached the point that my cock has worn a groove in his ass and his cock has done the same to my hole. Feeling Tommy ejaculating in my ass is still a thrill. No one else can do that to me in the same way.
At our first Total Relaxation Therapy get together I discovered that attraction can strike from unexpected people. Ray was just a I guy I knew professionally. He was a nice guy, competent and dependable; a man you could count on.
When Ray's cock made its maiden voyage in my ass, his cock seemed to grow as it pushed past my sphincter. His big strawberry knob caressed my prostate several times before he pushed deeper. His cock had a kielbasa like heft that maintained pressure on my prostate. He took his time going deep. He later told me my tight ass was wonderful. I knew when he was deep in me. He made little thrusts for a minute of so, when he almost pulled out of my ass and then made a deep thrust. He then lost control and flooded my ass with sperm. I don't know how any times he ejaculated. It was almost too much.
I was on my back with my legs on his shoulders, so I could see him react. Somehow I had a sense that this was the most exciting sexual act of his life. A few seconds later I realized it was close to being one of my most intense sexual episodes. It was just plain beautiful.
We rested and I had a nice episode fucking Tony. He loved my cock. Smitty made it extra special by fucking me as I fucked Tony. Ray was sucking Tommy and he obviously enjoyed taking Tommy's load.
Before Ray left, he had a second episode in my ass. Much to my surprise, it was just as intense and pleasurable as his first visit.
A few days later I told Tommy about my time with Ray.
"Damn you're lucky!" he exclaimed. "I thought you were enjoying it. Ray is a good man, and if you ever met his mother, you would know he deserves all the pleasure he can get. He's a saint. It warms my heart to know he's found a warm place to store his sperm." He paused, and then added. "You felt something special, didn't you?"
I nodded. "It was very intense."
"Good for you! Ray and you both deserve it." Tommy said.
A two weeks later we had another party. Tony, Ray and Smitty were there with Mark, and Milton Dunn, the head Librarian where Tony worked. Tony had introduced Milton to a broad range of new sexual techniques. Milton loved man sex, but he had been too uneasy to make the first move.
Tommy invited Winston, because he thought he needed meet new men. Winston needed to expand his friends beyond the guys he knew in therapy.
Tommy gave his little opening speech and the men paired off. Mark went to Winston like an iron fragment to a magnet. Mark was turned on by younger men. Tommy went to Ray. I was with Tony and Milton.
Tony and I are big men. Milton was five-feet-five and had a jogger's body. He had sandy hair and while he had a hairy chest, it didn't show. He was average in many ways. His cock seemed large, but I couldn't tell if it was in comparison to his body or was over sized.
"I don't want to put words into Milton's mouth, but he has told me that he had never fucked a guy before. I was thinking you are good about taking a cock. I was hoping you might help him out," Tony said.
"Tony and I got sort of involved by accident," Milton said. "I'm not an adventurous man. This may be too fast for me. I don't want to bother you."
I smiled. "I was a physical therapist for almost forty years. I have been mostly dealing with injured men who have serious problems. To be direct, while sex with men has been rare, it is pleasurable and has kept me sane though difficult times. I am not much of a lover, but I am a good playmate."
"Sex is not a chore or an obligation. It's fun for me, entertaining and a joy," I said. "Along time ago I found out it only works for me if sex is a two way street. I want my sex partner to enjoy it as much as I do," I said. "I have discovered that while I'm not a lover, but somehow when I get close to ejaculating I get real affectionate. Most of the time my partner is feeling the same way. Sucking up my playmate's cum it really good. Feeling him shooting in my ass is great too."
Milton was timid and uneasy. Luckily his cock also had needs, and in this sexual situation it got what it wanted. Tony held my legs open as Milton eased his cock into my hole. Seconds later, Milton's cock took complete control. I don't think Milton knew that he had what most gay men would call, no easy piece of meat. His cock did what comes naturally, and my experienced ass welcomed his cock.
He was deep in me a minute or so later, and my ass adapted to the over sized visitor quickly. Like St Paul on the road to Damascus, Milton discovered his true nature. He discovered that pushing seven inches of his cock in my ass was what was lacking in his life.
Milton had never watched porn, no to mention Gay porn, so it was all a surprise to him. Luckily, his cock knew all he needed to know as a fucker. He was shy, but the sensations coming from his cock were well beyond his expectations.
"Damn, you're good!" I exclaimed.
"Am I doing it right?" he asked. I told him it was perfect.
A few seconds later he cried out, "I'm going to shoot off!" he tried to pull away, but Tony stopped him.
"Travis wants your load," Tony said. "Don't disappoint him."
He didn't disappoint. He ejaculated multiple times filling my ass. It was much more intense than Milton expected. I don't think he knew what he was experiencing as he filled the tight confines of my ass. I clenched my sphincter.
"He's milking you. Feed him every drop of your cum!" Tony cried.
When Milton pulled out of me, Tony shoved his cock into my sperm lubricated ass. It was beautiful.
"Your sperm has become my lubricant," Tony said. "It's smooth as silk."
"Are you alright?" Milton asked me.
"It's as good as it can be," I replied.
Our little party broke up after ten, but Milton asked if he could talk with me so he followed me to my apartment in the carriage house. His life was disoriented by his new sexual activity. I knew he was inexperienced, but I assumed they had been too shocking for him.
My assumptions were incorrect in one way. He was shocked his visit to my ass was so intensely pleasurable. He hadn't considered that. He was sure he was hurting me for his pleasure and I was faking my enjoyment.
We talked a while. Though his parents were loving, good people, he was an only child and he found out his mother had almost died in childbirth.
A maiden aunt lived with them and she regarded men as sexually crazed animals. In the shower room at school kids made fun of his over sized cock and a kid told him he would "rip a bitch in half," if he fucked her.
I told him that his cock was a dream for a size queen. He asked if I thought of myself as a size queen. I told him I didn't think that, but I never tossed a guy out of bed because his cock was too big. I was relieved when Milton laughed. He realized that was a joke.
I told him that while he was in experienced, he was a natural fucker. His cock knew what to do.
"Your ass was so tight and warm. I thought I should pull out, but I kept on pushing deeper," he said. "I was afraid I would shoot off, but somehow I couldn't pull out. I thought you would be mad at me."
"I felt every spurt," I explained. "It was beautiful. I didn't want it to stop. I didn't know you, but it was so intimate. Your cock was as deep as it could go as you were ejecting your semen. The moment you lost control was wonderful."
"Do you want to fuck me?" He asked.
"Of course I do," I replied. "That is up to you. You need to want it." It was getting late and he decided he should go home. We shared a shower and that was a great success.
Two days later, Tony called me and told me that Milton had enjoyed our meeting and was hoping he could get together with him again. I told him I was relieved. I hadn't been sure he would come back.
"He seemed too timid. I know he enjoyed what were did, but I was afraid he would return to his shy ways after the memories of the orgasm faded," I explained.
"I don't think that is going to happen," Tony said. "He gave me a ride home after work. He was afraid his sexual adventures would offend me. I told him I was glad to discover he was gay. Man sex is a trip, isn't it? Milton told me it was not very dignified."
I asked him if he was worried about dignity when he was shooting off in your ass? He laughed and said no and added, "I seemed to have forgotten about that while I was shooting off. That made a great difference." All was well.
A few days later Tommy asked me over for another "interview" of new men who wanted to try Total Relaxation Therapy. This was for a friend of Tony's, a cop named Dallas. He was a detective. Tony said he had a trouble with his anger control. I said that didn't sound like my kind if guy. I asked if he had connected with him sexually.
"I have sucked him off a few times. At first I thought he didn't like it, but two weeks after the first time he asked if we could do it again," Tony said. "Dallas visited me regularly when I was in the hospital. He is a good guy.
A few days later Dallas was in the news for a major drug bust. This was a particularly violent gang that tended to both kill off their competition and any persons who were near by. It was a big win for the police.
Tony had a week off after the arrest, and Tony arranged for Dallas to meet me. When Dallas knocked on the door he looked like a forty-year-old redneck with a mullet and sideburns. He could have been your average guy who might be a night manager at a 7-11.
I congratulated him on the drug bust. He said he just got lucky. We talked some and I mentioned Tony.
"Tony told me he got lucky he got you as a therapist," Dallas said.
"Tony was my ideal patient," I said. "He wasn't afraid of hard work, and he understood it would be painful."
"He said some parts of the therapy weren't painful," Dallas said in a near whisper.
"I didn't plan for that, but after some painful exercises, a little pleasure is good," I said. "That, incidentally is not part of the therapy. One of the hardest parts was for Tony to accept pleasure as part of life. He seemed to think pleasure was just a life option. Some activities are their own reward," I added. "Sex happens to be one of those self-rewarding activities. Tony eventually relaxed and accepted the pleasure."
"I don't think I could do that," Dallas said.
"Are you willing to give it a try?" I asked.
"I guess I am," he said. "Tony asked me to try it. He says it worked for him."
We went to my bed room and stripped. Dallas was better looking naked than dressed. He was muscular and in good shape. He had an uncut cock and impressive low hangers. My cock was bigger than his was and from the look in his eyes, he was fine with that.
I sucked him. His cock responded. Actually, he and his cock responded. I later found out his minimal sex life had been mostly quicky blow jobs. He later told me that my approach to sex was more delicate, tender and erotic. Other than with Tony, he sucked the other guy.
It took him more than ten minutes to shoot off. I kept on sucking after he came, and he liked that a lot. Much to my surprise, he wanted to suck me off, although he told me that he would probably not take my load. I told him that wasn't a problem.
"Dallas, I think of taking a guy's cum as sharing the load," I explained. "I know what I feel when a guy sucks me off. I know what I feel when I cum. I hope you will feel the same as I take your cum. Try to relax and go with the flow. Think of sperm as a gift from me to you. You could also think of it as a thank you for a job well done."
"That's a stretch," he muttered.
"Just give it a try," I replied.
"Piss is a waste product. Sperm is the basis of all human life," I said.
Much to my surprise, Dallas made an effort and he took my load after five minutes of sucking.
"I can't get pregnant, can I?" he asked.
I laughed. "Dallas you have discovered one of the reasons for man on man sex. With a woman there is the pregnancy problem. Sex is good, but is it so good that you have eighteen years of supporting a child and his mother?" I said. "With a guy it over. You either swallow the evidence, or ejected it up an ass."
"I don't think the embarrassed gym teacher explaining it to a bunch of adolescents explained it that way," Dallas said. "Sex was bad and it resulted in bastards."
"I sincerely promise not the get pregnant!" I exclaimed. We both laughed. Dallas relaxed. We sixty-nined and Dallas took his time. When I shot off, he took my load. The best news of this episode was that my second ejaculation induced his second orgasm. It was as productive as his first.
I knew that my experiences with simultaneous orgasms was very good. I could sense him relax as we traded sperm. It was beautiful. He went home but asked if we could meet again. Of course I said yes and that I looked forward to it.
Tony came by for some follow up therapy a few days later. He told me that Dallas was a new man.