Date: Fri, 30 Oct 2015 15:01:27 -0400
From: bldhrymn@aol.com
Subject: Blue Top Mountain 3

The Blue Top Mountain Nursery 3

By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story about gay men and gay sex. If you do not like that, DO NOT
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.  I have made no effort
to portray safe sex practices. If you have any comments send them to
bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com

"I didn't mean to shove my arm up your ass. Did it hurt?" he asked.

"It was good. No one has ever done that to me.  I didn't expect it," I
said. "You were careful."

"Are you mad at me?" he asked.

"Not at all. It was a surprise, that's all," I replied. "I wouldn't mind
doing it again, with some warning. Your cock was good too. You shoot a good
load."

"Which was better, my cock or my arm?"

"They were different. It was exciting having your private parts in my
rear. I liked it when you shot off.  I could feel it," I said. "Your arm
was exciting and felt really different. Did you like it when I ate your
cum?"

"I sure did. I guess you felt the way I do when I suck Thompson," he said.

"Can you tell when he is about to shoot?" I asked.

"Most of the time I can," Shorty said.

"Do you like the taste?" I asked.

"It is okay. The sweet stuff before is better," he said. "I like it when he
gets really excited, and pops. He shivers, shakes, and then tells me to
pull off.  He says his cock head gets too sensitive."

"Do you do that?"

"No, I hold on tightly and take every spurt. He tells me it's too much, but
he always comes back for more," Shorty said. "Other guys aren't the same."
He paused. "This is the best time I have ever had, Mr. Watson," Shorty
said. "Is it always this good?"

"For me it's good, but I have quite a bit of experience," I said. "When I
was younger and experimenting a few things didn't work out."

"What sort of things?"

"Fucking without enough lube is a problem. Some men are not considerate
when they screw. I like a man who takes his time, especially the first
time," I said. "When you get to know a guy, it may be different, but it's
good to ease your way in the first time. By the way, have you checked out
the other guys here?"

"I've looked a little. I don't want to have them see me looking," Shorty
said.

"That is a good rule in general, but it doesn't apply here.  Everyone here
is into it and they won't mind," I said. "They are all playful."

"I don't think I could play with all of them," he said.

"Do them one by one," I said.  Shorty laughed.

"How much do you like man sex?" I asked.

"I don't think I like anything else as much," he said. "Whatever is in
second place isn't even close."

"I think you are going to like Blue Top a lot," I added.  Shorty was good
man. As I came to know him better, I discovered he was a sexual amusement
park. His parents were affectionate and loving, but they were also
smothering. He had almost no experience with other people. They were afraid
that outsiders would make fun of his size. Thompson was is only connection
to the outside world and provided his only sexual outlet.

That sexual relationship was entirely oral and consisted of Shorty
servicing Thompson. That was mostly out of habit and due to Shorty's
folks. They watched him closely and tended to get frantic if he did not
check in with him regularly. It was hard to get away from their smothering
influence.

Blue Top was both scary for Shorty and exciting. After our interlude, he
was less afraid and much more excited. Shorty was polite and courteous. He
wasn't sure about the rules of normal behavior. As a result, he was timid.

I encouraged him to be less timid, but I wanted him to understand that the
sexual situation at Blue Top was unusual and unique.  The next day I had a
talk with Billy. Billy was closer to Shorty's age than anyone else was. I
had a feeling that the small man brought out Billy's protective feelings.
That was good.

I told him I had a good time with Shorty, but I thought he might like
sexual experiences with some of the other men. "Have you connected with him
at all?" I asked.

"He's a nice guy, I like him a lot," Billy said. "I'm a little afraid I
might hurt him. He's so small."

"I can tell you his sexual drive is normal, and all the sex organs are in
working order. His sex drive may be on the high side of normal. He loves
sex," I said.

"He sort of hides in the corner of the showers.  I thought he didn't want
to mess around," Billy said.

"He's afraid some of you might take offence at him checking you out," I
explained.

"Does he like to suck?" Billy asked.

"He does. I am pretty sure he would like to suck you," I said. "I sucked
him in return. That has not been typical of his sexual encounters. He loved
it."

"I had a few Johns who were one sided," Billy said. "It was always better
when they got into the swing of things. I was better for me, of course, but
I think it was better for them too." We talked a little longer. Before he
left for the cabin, I asked if he would join in a threesome with Shorty and
me.

"Sure, count me in," he replied.

"You do remember this is extracurricular. It is not a requirement of the
job?" I asked.

"I do, and I have no problem with Shorty or you for that matter," Billy
replied. The next day I asked Shorty and Billy to drop by after dinner.

Shorty seemed nervous. I knew he had enjoyed our earlier get together and
he was ready, but he was not sure if Billy was into it. Billy cleared up
that worry in no time flat. He dropped to his knees and sucked Shorty and
me. That didn't last long because Shorty wanted to suck Billy badly. Shorty
loved to suck, but he liked to know that his playmates would suck him, if
he felt the urge.

I sat on Shorty's cock again and Billy fed Shorty his meat as we kissed. A
little later Shorty surprised me when he said he wanted to sit on Billy's
cock. Billy had a pretty cock of average size. I lubricated Shorty's ass
and Billy's cock. I then held Billy's cock vertically as the dwarf impaled
himself on it. Shorty's hole looked small, but it was big enough for
Billy's tool. Shorty took his time, and he looked relieved when he was
fully impaled on it.

He rested briefly, and then began to clench his buns, adjusting the cock's
location.  He suddenly moaned softly.  The cock had slipped into a good
spot.

"Are you okay?" Billy asked.

"I'm a lot more than okay," Shorty replied. A little later Billy rolled
over so he was on the top and more in control. That seemed to work
well. Billy picked up the pace of his thrusts. He suddenly stopped and
moaned. I knew he was unloading in Shorty's ass. Shorty knew that too, but
he did not object at all. All was well.

The next time I was in the big shower, Shorty was a full participant.
Oddly, he was clearly getting along well with Conway and Hal. They tended
to be reserved and Conway rarely talked.  Conway could relax with Shorty.

Conway was always on guard and ready for a Taliban attack. Shorty was
obviously not an enemy insurgent and presented no threat to the six foot
four veteran. Shorty's head was close to cock level and he could deep
throat Conway's black snake when he was soft. It never stayed soft for
long, but once and a while Shorty could keep it down his throat for a
minute or two. When it emerged from Shorty's mouth, it was a truly
impressive organ.

Conway discovered that Shorty could suck it longer if he held him upside
down. This left Shorty's sexual equipment at the level of Conway's
mouth. Conway liked licking Shorty's full sized balls and cock. He also
seem to like the dwarf's asshole too.

Conway had never openly reciprocated before. Not only did he reciprocate,
he was gentle and affectionate. Hal had told us he was a nice man; whatever
they did, they did it in the dark and alone.

Several of the men were uneasy about Conway. He was a huge man who never
smiled and rarely spoke. I assumed that several were not comfortable with a
black man.  No one said that but I could feel the vibe. It did not help
that Conway was a top and his cock was what Hal described as a log
splitter. It was hard to believe anyone could take it up the ass.  Hal
described taking the cock as being memorable.

I have a little confession to make. Hal's description of being fucked by
Conway as memorable excited me. Since I had been at Blue Top, my sexual
horizons had been steadily expanding. I had always enjoyed sex, but I had
not realized just how much I liked it, nor my capacity for enjoyment.

Before I bought The Blue Top Mountain Nursery, I had an adequate sex
life. I was a successful workaholic, but I did work some sex into my
schedule every few weeks, or months if I was working on a big project. That
seemed both normal and adequate.

As the Blue Top Mountain Nursery developed, the sex became more regular. It
had been weekly and then semiweekly.  Now it was almost daily and sometimes
with several men in a day. That should have been enough, but I still was
driven to have more sex.  If it was available, I was willing.

I also thought it might become routine and boring. That did not happen. It
just got better. Casual, no strings attached sex is good and improves with
repetition. I was surprised that I enjoyed anal sex more as both a giver
and a taker. When I said sex was casual, I didn't mean it was without
passion and intense pleasure. There was a mutual sharing of knowledge and
skills.

I noticed that when I saw Gussy one evening in the showers. Gussy was a
horny bottom. He was not shy or embarrassed by his interest.  If anyone
felt the urge, anywhere and at any time, Gussy would strip naked and bend
over.

Johnny made a sling like contraption for the showers for Gussy. Johnny
didn't like the rear entry position. He like to watch his playmate and his
playmates cock react to his thrusts.  It was comfortable for Gussy and
easily adaptable for different heights. Everyone could get the prefect
angel of entry. That was good for Gussy, but even better for the men
fucking him.

We gathered around Gussy and made suggestions on how to make it feel
better. Everyone had his own techniques and tricks. There was a
surprisingly good conversation about the virtues of the quick poke and
squirt approach, compared to the slow and easy buildup to the climax. I
noticed that no one tries to hide his sexual excitement or his climax.

Gussy said he was tired after three men shot in him. Sonny stepped up to
the sling and got in. Sonny was a difficult man, but he was nicer in the
sling with his ass exposed. Sonny wasn't popular, but an open hole had its
allure.

Johnny broke the ice. He used his imitation of a steam locomotive going at
full speed technique to get Sonny warmed up. Sonny was exceptionally
responsive and was a full participant. He was complimentary of his fuckers'
skills. The men had been gentle with Gussy. There was no need for that with
Sonny.

I was afraid it might get out of hand.  Sonny had offended everyone at one
time or another. I soon realized that a tight ass massaging a man's cock
could make up for many offences. It helped that Johnny had both screwed and
seeded Sonny's ass. The men liked and admired Johnny. Billy added his cream
to Johnny's rectum, and then held Shorty so he could fuck Sonny.

Shorty fucked, pulled back and squirted at Sonny's hole and then reentered,
pushing his seed into the ass. Shorty must have been saving up. There was a
lot of cream, splattered in Sonny's ass. Shorty may have been half-sized,
but he was fully loaded.  I think several of the men noticed that.

Conway surprised everyone when he joined in. While his cock was large, it
was also rock hard. He gently nosed his oversized knob into the hole and
then made a single, hard and deep thrust. It vanished and Sonny's eyes
crossed. Conway slowly pulled out.

"Do it again! I need it! Fill me up!" Sonny begged. Conway accommodated his
wishes. Ten minutes later Sonny looked like a wet dishrag. He was wiped
out.  He moaned when Conway rear loaded him.  When he pulled out slowly,
the hole remained open.  From my vantage point, I could see sperm
glistening in the rectal tunnel.

Shorty stepped up and shoved his fist into the cum-filled hole. Sonny
clamped tight. Shorty worked the ass a little and then he began to pull
out.

"Damn, it's fucking stuck!" he cried. The men burst into laughter. Sonny
looked shocked, but he had a Fourth of July type orgasm as Shorty pulled
his arm from his ass.

There was a big change in Gussy. After two months of regular sex and no
drink, his erections returned. It had been lost ten years earlier. As he
watched Shorty pull his arm from Sonny's ass, Gussy got hard. Gussy had low
hangers, but his cock looked shriveled. He did not shoot off, sperm just
dribbled out. Now that he was hard, it was bigger than I would have
guessed.

Billy was next to him, when he saw the improved man tool. He dropped to his
knees and went to work.

The event had a good impact on the men and their sex lives. Shorty and
Conroy joined in as full members of the group. Everyone seemed to be more
relaxed and comfortable with sex. Being less tense and at ease with sex
leads to better sex.

Things were going along well at the nursery. The pruning efforts on the
older trees was a success. A large project needed large trees and I sold
100 trees at $2,500.00 per tree. That provided a huge influx of cash and I
was doing far better than I expected. My accountants loved it.  The Nursery
was still in the red, but it proved to the IRS that it was indeed a
business, not a tax dodge.

Thompson was careful about the men he selected for the nursery. He was a
good judge of character, but he knew the freewheeling sexual atmosphere of
the Nursery was not for everyone. From the Judge's point of view, it was a
success. Men who used to make regular return visits to the courtrooms were
not clogging the system.

Thompson had found another operation, a modular house manufacturer, which
could take men. He sent the straight men there.  The owner of that company
was a former Marine, Jon Kimball, and he ran a tight ship. His men lived in
the community and he had a van to pick up workers. Many of his men didn't
have cars, and the van solved problems. It also had a fixed schedule so men
had to get up and be ready. That was a major problem for many of the
men. Jon gave the men a raise after two months and a big raise after
six. He also provided health insurance. Most of them had never had a raise
or insurance.

It was midwinter, when Thompson next had a new man for me, Wilton. Wilton
was what my mother used to call borderline. He could function and be
productive. He did anything he was told to do. That was a problem with his
last employer, who was a crook. He had been the fall guy in an embezzlement
scheme.  Wilton had a public defender who was overworked with a murder
case.  He was almost sent to jail when a Judge realized that Wilton was not
criminal mastermind material.

Thompson found him living under a bridge and brought him to us. Wilton was
thirty-five and good looking. In addition to his mental weaknesses, he had
a major flaw. He was gullible and trusting. I don't know if there is an
actual metal condition called the Gullibility Syndrome, but if there was
such a condition, Wilton had it. His survival skill was being friendly and
accommodating. That got him in trouble. His time in Jail was a disaster.
He was beaten and raped several times, and when he came to Blue Top, he was
barely responsive.

The men liked him. Shorty took to him right away. Wilton needed detailed
guidance for simple tasks, but Shorty and Gussy had no problem like
that. Shorty's head was always at cock level so he was the first to make
contact. Wilton had been taking, not giving, and Shorty was a good
cocksucker. Shorty gave Wilton's cock and sperm a good review. His cock
juice was both plentiful and sweet. After two weeks, Wilton was comfortable
and happy.  Several other men had sampled his sex juices and enjoyed
them. He had a high sex drive and a short recharge time. Both
characteristics added to his popularity.

Life is strange sometimes and I discovered Wilton liked trees and he had a
knack for digging them up and packing them for transport. Moving trees was
always a problem since they can be easily be damaged. Wilton was
careful. He was not imaginative and when I showed him the right way to do
it, he did it.  He had a good sense of the best way to protect and pack a
tree.

I was aiming for the top end of the market. I provided handsome, healthy
trees that looked good from the day we planted them. Most of that was for
institutions, like colleges, but I was also after upscale developers. Some
realized that landscaping could increase the sales price by 15 or more
percent. Every damaged tree was a problem. With Wilton, that wasn't a
problem. Every tree was perfectly prepared for transplanting.

Wilton was cautious making friends, but he expanded his cluster of friends
beyond Shorty and Gussy. Conway seemed to like him. Wilton was uneasy with
black man. One of the men who had raped him had been black and hung. Conway
was standoffish and made new playmates slowly. He had bonded with Hal and
liked Shorty.  I think Shorty was the only man he sucked publicly. He had
also taken Shorty's cum.

Wilton had been at Blue Top for a month when I found Conway on his knees
sucking Wilton with obvious enjoyment. While Wilton was not vocal in his
appreciation of good blowjob, his body twitched and shivered as he
unloaded. I had told the men that Wilton had a bad time in jail. They
understood and let Wilton take the lead.

I felt good about that. Wilton was a good-looking man and he was great
looking naked. They all wanted more, but they held back and let him proceed
at his own pace. They knew that eventually Wilton would feel the need to
reciprocate and they were willing to wait.

On a cold, wet winter day, the men couldn't work so they were in the
showers. The showers and the attached dressing room were warm rather than
just heated, so they used it as a clubroom.

The bottoms in the group decided to draw straws to see who would bottom.
Sonny was always up for a friendly gang fuck, but he was in town seeing a
friend. Shorty drew the short straw, so he took up the position in the
sling. Wilton was uneasy about that, but Shorty assured him that he would
have a good time. Wilton kept an eye on him.

Shorty took Gussy, Billy and Johnny with considerable enthusiasm. Conway
stepped up to plate.  That caused a stir, but he lifted Shorty out of the
sling and took his place. This was the first time any of us had seen
Conway's hole. Wilton put stool next to the sling so Shorty could fuck the
black man. Shorty had full sized equipment, and Conway seemed to enjoy
it. Shorty's white semen showed up well on Conway's black skin. Hal was
next in line. Hal was a man rammer and Conway liked that.

I was next. "Can you take another?" I asked.  Conway smiled.

"I'm nice and open now," he said. "It will be fine."  I eased my tool into
his hole. I like it nice and easy, and I massaged his innards for a
while. Johnny came up behind me and slipped into my ass. He had never
fucked me in front of the men before. It felt natural. We were now all
equal opportunity fornicators.