Twas the Night Before Christmas Part 5 By Bald Hairy Man
This is an adult gay story intended for adult gay men. If you are offended by this or are not an adult, gay or a man, DON'T READ IT. It has lot of sex between adult men, many of whom are older, hairy, and bearded. If this offends you, DON'T READ IT. If you have any comments send them to bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@yahoo.com.
The wind picked up as darkness settled. As part of my father's renovation of the house he had insulated it; the old place kept the harsh winds out. We could hear the wind, but we didn't feel it inside the snug and warm house. There was no television, but Dad did have a good stereo system and a good collection of records.
Sean had never used records. It was his first exposure to a record changer and a turntable. Remarkably, Mom and Dad had saved my sister's records, so we had the Beach Boys' Christmas Album and Elvis' holiday fare. To Sean these things were as distant as the Middle Ages. He was enthralled.
Freddy knew the value of each record. As an accountant, Dad had a tendency to be anal retentive with respect to maintenance and repair. Every record and it's cover was in perfect condition. It was a gold mine for collectors of period vinyl. The music was good too.
The warmth, good food and wine added up to a very relaxed evening. Everyone had shot off earlier in day except for Perry and Chet. They were ready for fun and served as spark plugs for the night. Frankly, I was ready to take a nap, but the two new men mixed things up and added some excitement.
I usually tend to watch more than participate. Thinking of myself as a student of human foibles and oddities, it had struck me as odd that sexually active men seem to be insatiable, always interested in the next cock. I think if you've seen one cock, you've seen them all.
My experience with Chuck, Freddy and Bruiser made me doubt this assumption. The sexual experiences with each had been good, but very different. Some of this was due to my attraction to each of the men. Some of it was due to the cocks themselves. I was attracted to Chuck, but Bruiser's cock sent me to the moon when it touched my prostate. I had always thought it was the man that counted. When it turned out it could be the shape and size of the cock, I was surprised.
Quite frankly, I didn't have enough experience to realize there was a difference between attraction and sexual sensations. Ahmed both attracted and sexually satisfied me. I liked his body, his cock and his mind.
Bruiser's cock worried me. The sensations were so spectacular, it was hard for me to think I might not ever experience it again. I looked at Perry and Chet and had to wonder what they were like. It might seem superficial to look at men as sexual playthings, but I was beginning to feel a serious bout of superficiality coming on. I wanted to try them out.
Looking back, my sexual attitudes were a bit funny. So much of our language and attitudes toward sex are based on old Victorian attitudes. The image of a quivering virgin girl, terrified of losing her virginity to a callous and insensitive older man is at the heart of our sexual imagery. Virginity, saving oneself for marriage has no relationship to adult men who are aware of and interested in sexual release. Perhaps Bruiser was "using" me when he fucked me, but I couldn't conceive of a way that his pleasure was any greater than mine.
Was he using me, or was I using his cock? It sure wasn't clear to me. A far as I could tell, the men who had gathered by accident in my house were all adults, aware men fully capable of making choices and decisions for themselves. We were enjoying each other, not using each other.
Sean was the youngest man here and if not innocent, his ass was virgin. Did Ralph take advantage of him, or did he introduce Sean to sensations he hadn't dreamed existed? Maybe Ralph shot more cum into Sean ass than Sean sprayed across the room when he shot off, but I doubt it. I might not be a great judge of human character, but I would have been very surprised if Sean didn't have another cock up his ass before the night was over.
Sex is good, but solitary sex can never approach the impact of sex with another person. Man to man sex doesn't have the baggage of possible pregnancy, or the requirement that one partner be able to provide for the other. The partners are almost by definition equal and it seems to me most men have a much better grasp of what his partner is feeling when sexually stimulated than women.
Perry Como was singing his favorite carols and I was sitting with Bruiser and Perry. "It must be rough to be here on Christmas Eve so far from your family?" Perry asked of Bruiser.
"Being away from my family is not a bad thing," Bruiser said. "My Daddy like to drink through the entire holiday and he wasn't a good drunk. I left home when I was 16 and haven't been back. This is the nicest Christmas I've ever had. The guys here are nice and it's the best sex I've had in years."
Perry laughed. "I don't know if they're going to make a Hallmark card of that thought," he said, "but I do understand the sentiment. I've been though some bad times at home. Lots of questions as to why wasn't I married. Mom got real religious as she got older. Heavy duty Catholic praying to Mary. It's odd, the more religious she got, the further she moved from her kids. In order to get to heaven she made it hell for the rest of us."
Bruiser had his arm around Perry and was stroking the hair on Perry's chest. He played with Perry's tits and got a strong reaction, so Bruiser played more.
"Exactly how good has the sex been here? Any rules I need to know?" Perry asked. I was playing with Perry's balls; his cock was well on the way to being hard.
"As far as I can tell, as long as both guys want to do it, it's okay," I said. "It all pretty vanilla sex." "It's one hell of a lot of vanilla," Bruiser said. "It's hard to tell if there are nay rules. No one has said no yet. No one seems to be too shy about cock or ass play, at least as far as I can tell."
"I'm a top," Perry said. "I don't trade places." By now his cock was erect. It was a solid seven inches, thick at the base and tapering toward his cock head. The head was small, but the slit was wide and oozing already. "Do you boys bottom?" Perry asked, almost under his breath.
"Only when asked nicely," Bruiser said.
"Can I fuck you, please?"
"You sure have a way with words," Bruiser replied. "I'm game."
"Do you mind taking it doggy style?" Perry asked.
"It's big enough for me to take it just about anyway you want," Bruiser said. "I can be very open minded." He got on his hands and knees. I thought we had been having a quiet little conversation at the side of the room, but Ralph threw me a tube of lube, so everyone knew what we were up to. Someone began rhythmically moaning. I looked over and saw Freddy being deep-dicked by Chet. Freddy really like the deep thrusts.
I don't think of myself as a sex a maniac, but I felt an urge to get more deeply involved. I got on the floor, scooted under Bruiser and began licking his cock. Perry was still lubricating himself . Bruiser was just beginning to produce precum. I had wanted to suck Bruiser's mushroom, but when Perry got his cock in position, I saw I had a front row seat for the fucking.
Perry poked his cock head into Bruiser's ass a few times, more to work the lube in more than really fucking. He pulled out with only his cock head nuzzling Bruiser's hole. "Are you ready?" he asked.
Bruiser said, "Yes!"
Perry shoved maybe three inches of his cock in the hole. He then pulled out and repeated the process, this time shoving four inches in. He did this five or six times until his pubic hair was shoved next to Bruiser's ass.
From my position sucking Bruiser's cock, I could see the whole thing and tasted Bruiser's reaction. Bruiser was outwardly impassive as the cock was shove into his ass. His balls told a different story. They were churning out precum by the bucket full.
Chet had said Perry was a good top and I could tell. Once he was fully lodged, he rested and let Bruiser get accustomed to the invader in his ass. Bruiser twitched a few times and wiggled his ass to adjust the location. Only when I felt Bruiser relax, did Perry begin to thrust.
Bruiser had compact, tight balls held close to his body. Perry had loose, low hangers. His balls were ripe plumbs hanging free. When Perry was fully embedded in Bruiser' ass, his balls hung over Bruiser's forming a compact cluster of four balls. I shifted and licked Perry's hairy ball sack.
"Damn, this is gong to be a real good night!" Perry exclaimed. He was right about that. It turned out to be a night of shared sex. Everyone was in the mood, everyone was giving and taking, everyone was as interested in the other guy's feelings as in his own. Chuck said the cock was the present that keeps on giving. That was the theme of this Christmas Eve.
Several things contributed to the night. Most of us had climaxed earlier in the day, so we didn't feel the need to shoot off quickly. We were willing to take out time. Perry had the stamina of a work horse. He stayed hard and never lost his interest. Perry liked the fucking, not the orgasm. Chet shot off easily, but his recovery time must have been less than five minutes. His balls were regular cum factories, producing seemingly inexhaustible supplies of man seed.
Chet was also the most totally anally oriented man I had ever met. His openness to fuck or be fuck impressed even Freddy. Chet didn't seem to get tired either. He told us it had been a long time since he had played with anyone other than Perry and he wanted to make the most of this unexpected outbreak of willing men.
Until this evening I had never associated sex with the word comfortable. Sex had always been exceptional and I was embarrassed to talk about it not to mention like it. Growing up as a child, I had hands, feet and a head, but no one mentioned the cock. I thought it's primary purpose was for aim. Since the storm had stranded this odd assortment of men in my house, my cock had joined the rest of my body.
I had never thought of sex as a group activity before either. I guess the evening would be best described as combination of musical chairs and tag-team wrestling. If a cock was free, it was available. The group was a bit like a basket of puppies, sleeping and playing together.
Chet and Perry fit in the group without trouble. I realized my initial impressions of Bruiser and Freddy had changed. They were good men; both had hearts of gold, Bruiser had a golden cock at least as far as my ass was concerned.
Bruiser and I got together again after he was royally fucked by Perry. He hadn't climaxed and so his cock was still hard and slipped in my ass again. Perry and Chet were taking a rest period and watched us as Bruiser's mushroom hit my prostate.
"Ain't that a pretty picture?" Chet asked. "I'm not sure any cock has ever done that to me, even yours that first time." He came over to us, straddled Bruiser's head and played with his tits. I was too far out of it, but soon Chet was sucking me as Bruiser was working on his balls. I was overwhelmed with sensation.
Chet sucked like a Hoover, trying to vacuum the cum from my balls. Bruiser was trying to squeeze it out from the other direction. I was a bit unsteady, so Perry came over and gave some support.
"Just let it go," Perry said. "I can tell you, Chet isn't going to let go until he's tasted some of your cock caviar. He's a regular bull dong when it comes to cock sucking. He never lets up." I don't like to be out of control, but when Perry began twisting my tits, I lost it. I almost passed out, but Perry was there to hold me.
Chet took every drop, then pulled off. "Shit, it was tasty and filling!"he said. Chet and Perry lifted me off Bruiser's cock; I couldn't think straight. As Bruiser's mushroom cleared my ass, I felt something warm spraying my ass. Bruiser was shooting, bathing my hole with his cum. I started ejaculating again, spraying Chet. Chet didn't mind at all. He did get the idea I was some sort of a sexual athlete. That had never crossed anyone's mind ever before.
I was lying on the floor on my side, trying to come down from the sexual high. "I think a little of the hair of the dog that bit you is what you need right now," Chet said. He got behind me and cuddled up. A second or two later, his cock slid through Bruiser's cum and into my ass.
If it hadn't felt so good, I would have been pissed. It did feel good. Chet was big, much bigger than Bruiser's cock, but it missed all the tender places in my ass. He was hard enough to penitrate, but not to ram me. My ass was filled with Chet's warm, gently pulsing organ, but I was pleasantly stimulated. It was almost like having someone rub my back, except it was with a cock and in my ass.
"You just relax and let Dr. Chet take care of you," he said. "Take a nap, you'll wake refreshed and ready to go again." There was no chance in hell I could do that with his cock in my ass. I fell asleep in seconds.
I had a strange dream of the classic train entering a tunnel, but in this case the tunnel wasn't big enough. When I woke, Chet's cock was at 100% if not 110%. As it expanded it hit a number of good spots. My ass twitched; Chet moaned. He began to twitch and I knew he was ejaculating.
"Sorry," he whispered, "I couldn't hold back. Damn, this is hot."
"It was good for me too," I said as he slowly pulled his cock out of my ass. I felt good and went upstairs to shower and clean up. Chuck and Ralph were there. They had turned the steam on and were relaxing.
"Am I interrupting anything?" I asked.
"Not yet," Chuck said. "I'm willing enough, though."
"You mean you two haven't hooked up yet?" I asked. Ralph was on the bench, but he sank to the floor and swallowed Chuck's cock.
"I was going to say not yet, but that has just changed," Chuck said. I turned the shower on and left them to their own devices. Sean came in and joined me in the shower. Ralph and Chuck were going at it hot and heavy now. My cock was responding. Sean noticed this and he bent over, opening his ass to me. "Do we need some lube?" I asked in a whisper.
Sean chuckled. "Probably not," he said. "There should be enough lube and cum in there to make it easy enough." His ass was tight, but unresisting. Once I was in, Sean's love tunnel was smooth as silk, but tight, like a tight fitting glove or spandex shorts.
I was being polite; Sean didn't excite me. My cock fell in love with his ass. We both had a good time, but not as good as Ralph and Chuck. Ralph was on his knees and Chuck was slowly plowing his ass. Ralph was a top as far as I knew and Chuck must have inspired him.
Sean and I left the shower to rejoin the men downstairs. Everyone was coming up.
"We figured we should get to bed before Santa get here," Guy said. "It's time for us to recharge the gift that keeps on giving." That made sense to me.
"There aren't enough beds, some guys are going to need to share," I observed.
"I bet we'll find some way to deal with that," Sean said. I went downstairs to make sure everything was turned off. The place had been straightened up, everything was in its place and turned off.
When I went back up stairs, Bruiser was at my door.
"Is there room at the inn?" he asked.
"If there isn't, I'll make some. We might need to get real close," I said. It was going to be a great Christmas.
The End