Date: Fri, 28 Oct 2016 07:14:04 -0400
From: bldhrymn@aol.com
Subject: Obsession Inc

Obsession Inc.
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, comments send them to
bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com

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Part One: The Cum Hound

Some people say that money makes the world go around. That is a half-truth;
money and sex make the world go around. I have made it my business to
combine money and sex into a profitable enterprise.

That is by no means unique to me. Prostitution, whorehouses and blackmail
have been a part of human existence since civilizations came into
existence. While I want to make money, the criminal aspects of the sex
business has no allure. I tend to think of sex as an entertainment rather
than a job. If I can make money while entertaining others and myself, that
is ideal.

I am William Bolt, the black sheep of a respectable and well placed
family. My parents were well regarded and prominent. Apparently, there must
have been a pirate or sex manic lurking somewhere in the family tree.  They
were good people as were my brothers and sisters.

I took another path. It wasn't criminal, but it was not respectable. At
school, I was Billy Bolt, always good for a laugh and in trouble most of
the time. I experimented with sex my pals in school.  I thought it was a
phase, but I never grew out of it. I like sex with guys.

Many teen agers would have worried about that, but introspection is not a
part of my personality. I now think that being gay was god's gift to
me. Whatever you said about gay sex, unwanted children are not a
problem. If I had liked women, I would have ruined many lives. I like sex,
but not romance. No one fell in love with me; we just had a good time.

I ended up finding a job with an advertising company. I was good at that,
and my superficiality was regarded as a blessing and a gift. I handled the
smaller accounts, but I did well. One of my clients was a small video
production company that made commercials for small businesses. The owner
was a man named Lou. The company had a sideline as "talent scouts" and did
a few soft porn videos when business was slow.

Lou and I connected sexually and he liked me. Let's just say that versatile
hardly begins to describe my sexual skills. I am pretty much up for
anything that doesn't cause pain or lead to an arrest. Lou liked that a
lot.

He was an older, heavy set man, but my interest in sex without romantic
associations was prefect for him. Lou had a pal named Gustav. He was an
older, retired widower. Lou introduced him to the joys of man sex. Most
people have one or two little quirks. Lou like to suck, but he went crazy
taking a load of hot man-cream in the mouth.

Gustav had another quirk.  Lou introduced him to me and Gustav discovered
that two loads were better than one, a lot better. Gustav knew of Lou's
porn sideline. He was a wealthy man and he offered a considerable sum if we
could find more men who were willing let him take their loads. This is when
I had the idea to found Obsessions Inc.

I would find ways to help wealthy men experience their innermost
obsessions. Experiencing a fantasy is not a crime. I made sure that no
crimes were committed and made sure that all participants were healthy.

Leo loved the idea. He felt that a safe fantasy experience would be better
than risky encounters, and might be profitable too. With his porn
background, he knew people who might like to participate. I knew a lot of
gay men.

Many of my friends were chronically in need of cash. They would have no
problem combining a blow job with a little cash remuneration. I would
organize the event. Gustav would pay for it and offer party favors for the
participants. He referred to it as paying for the milk. Two months later, I
had a little party at my house. My parents had died by then I had had taken
the house as my part of the inheritance.

The house was old, but nice and sat on a wooded lot on the edge of town. It
was secluded, which suited my needs. I had added a pool which I liked. I
had been on the swimming team in college. Of course, I have a warm spot for
naked men, and the pool was a good was to transition to nudity.

In addition to Leo, Gustav and me, I had asked three men to join in, Joel,
Jerry and Johnny.  They had jobs as a waiter, night clerk at a motel and an
artist. Leo had two friends, Bobby and Don. They did straight porn, but
liked being sucked off. The men ranged in age from 32 to 45. They had all
been tested and were healthy.

I was a warm day. We had a few drinks around the pool. Joel and Bobby
complained it was hot and mentioned the water looked cool. I mentioned they
were free to jump in the pool. "It is so private here I usually skinny
dip," I added. Everyone was ready to strip, but Bobby and Don took the
lead. They were used to being nude in the porn movies.

Some men are uneasy getting nude in front of men they don't know.  That
wasn't a problem here.  I knew that he actors were show offs. My friends
were proudly showing their equipment and Jerry was semi hard. As is often
the case, his excitement was contagious, and even Lou and I caught
it. Gustav loved the display. He jumped in the water and joined the
frolicking men.

After about fifteen minutes of playing in the water, Gustav sat on the edge
of the pool. He seemed to have noticed that left his cock at mouth level
for those in the pool. Don sat next to him. Don was a tall, bearish man. It
looked as if he had received a double dose of testosterone at birth. He was
almost fully erect.

Gustav looked at it. "It is a nice one," he said.

"It needs some attention, but I don't want to make a mess in the pool," Don
replied. "I shoot a huge load."

Gustav smiled. "I could help you with that. Maybe we could go somewhere?"
he said.

"It is nice in the sun.  I know some of the guys here; they wouldn't mind,"
Don said, adding, "There is one problem. They might want to join in. Would
that be too much for you?"

"I would like to find out," Gustav replied. In the next hour and a half,
Gustav took care of the five men as well as Leo and me.  After the men went
home, I asked if he was all right.

"I sure am," he replied. "It was better than I could have hoped."

"You are a true cum hound," I said. "Did anyone stand out?"

Gustav was silent for a moment. "Well, Don was good. I never would have
guessed that he was into it. He shot a huge load.  Jerry came close to
shooting as much as Don. That fireplug of his was impressive. Most of the
men squirted and then drooled. His was like a fire hose," he replied.

He looked at me. "Did I insult you by not mentioning you?" Gustav asked.

I laughed, "Not at all. It wasn't a contest; it was an orgy! I had a good
time too. I have a question for you. Was it the cock or the cum that turns
you on?"

"It is hard to separate the two," he replied. "How about you?"

"At first I liked sucking cock. Cum was just a byproduct of a blow job. It
then became an indicator of a job well done," I said. "It is a bit odd, but
lately I have been getting more into cum. A guy makes it in his balls and
later shoots it into my mouth or ass. Eating homemade sex juice may not be
romantic, but it is intimate."

"It turns me on that it is still warm," Gustav whispered. I smiled.

Two months later we had another party for Gustav. He told us that he had a
new interest in his cum-cravings. He wanted to be the first to take a man's
load in the mouth. He remembered being young and scheming of ways to hide
the results of jacking off. He was an adult before anyone took his load.

We would have had the party sooner, but finding men who met his
requirements was difficult. Asking the question was difficult. It was a
hard thing to ask out of the blue. Luckily, some of my playmates knew of
men who might fit the bill.

Of course, I might have just found men who would make the claim. Despite my
background, I do believe in truth in advertising.  I had another reason to
look for men who had never had a man take their load. I knew that Gustav
would enjoy it, but I wanted to see the men's reactions.

Don found two friends, Bobby had one and I found four guys. I had assumed
they would be all young, but most were middle aged. There were two men in
their twenties. Sandy had gone to a born-again school, and had just
discovered he was gay. Neil was a momma's boy who had just escaped his
mother's clutches. Tom was a 39-year-old, divorced auto mechanic who was
just beginning to admit he was gay. Tom didn't know how to meet gay men
until Bobby told him about us. Jules and Ron were timid middle aged men and
Randolph had just lost his controlling partner.

We were at my house and had a few drinks. The men were all nervous and they
needed some Dutch courage. It was late summer and was unusually hot, so I
mentioned skinny dipping in the pool. Most of the men went in the
pool. Those who didn't were watching the others with great interest. A half
hour later, all were in the pool.

Most of these men didn't spend hours at the gym exercising. They had normal
bodies. Gustav and I were talking with Randolph. Randolph was in good shape
for a 65-year old man but he had been under the control of his long-time
partner, Phil. Phil died and Randolph was lost. Randolph had sucked his
partner, who never reciprocated; Phil said he was afraid of germs. Randolph
watched his partner ejaculate, wiped it up and then burned the paper
towels. It was very sanitary.

"Phil told me he would have sucked me, but I ooze too much stuff. He didn't
like that," Randolph explained.

"The ooze is the best part of sucking for me," I volunteered.

"I like the cream more than the ooze, but it is all good," Gustav added as
he slipped into the pool and began to suck Randolph. I think Randolph was
shocked. I put my arm around Randolph.

"Let Gustave work his magic," I whispered to him.

"Men are watching!" he said.

"Don't worry. They all wish they were in your place. Gustav is a good
sucker. You will enjoy it," I said.

"What if I shoot off?" Randolph asked.

"Gustav knows just what to do. Don't worry one bit about that." I
said. Five minutes later Randolph almost bellowed when he emptied his balls
into Gustav's mouth. By then Sandy was on Randolph's other side. He was
real nervous hoping that Gustav would drain him. He didn't know that Gustav
wanted to drain everyone's balls.

Tom was with us too. When Gustav went down on Sandy's cock, Tom took a deep
breath and went for Gustav's underwater cock. Once the sex was underway,
everyone relaxed and got into it. They got into it big time. Sex is its own
reward, and the men soon discovered its pleasures. Sandy had a short fuse
and shot off quickly. Neil was next in line and he made Gustav work for his
cock juice. Gustav had no problem with that especially since Neil was a
precum soda fountain. Neil had a spectacular and very vocal orgasm.

I had planned to check out the men's reactions to being sucked to
completion, but I got caught up in the sexual excitement, but there was no
way to not notice Neil. Gustav moved on to Jules next. Jules was an
ordinary looking man, and didn't react much. I first noticed he was
climaxing when Gustav began slurping up the sperm. Neil had just closed his
eyes and had a blissful look on his face. I later found out most of his
sexual experiences were in public rest rooms. Quiet was an essential part
of avoiding arrest.

I talked with him and found out this was his first experience in a private
home with other men who were openly sexual. It was a revelation for him.
Neil an I talked. He had lived at home with his controlling mother. He had
never been with more than one man and that was usually in a dark public
place, such as a public park. I know of some men who liked the excitement
and danger of that sort of situation. For Neil and Jules that wasn't the
case. They enjoy taking time and making the experience last.

They also said they would like to help me out with any of my group
projects. "I'm not experienced," Neil said, "But I am willing to try almost
anything." Jules nodded in agreement.

"Have you been fucked?" I asked.

"No," both men answered simultaneously. "I think I would be willing. I have
wondered what it would be to have a cock in me," Jules added. "Do you have
anyone who wants to fuck?"

"No," I said, "but I am pretty sure there are men who would like to be the
first."

"If you had someone like Gustav, I would be willing," Neil said.

"I wouldn't mind someone like Tom," Jules said.

"You like men who are a bit rough?" I asked.

He nodded. "I like them to look rough but not be rough!" he said. "Does
that sound strange?"

I smiled. "It sounds like that might be a useful bit on information," I
said. Like a good host, I wandered away and talked with some of the other
men.

After the initial frenzy, Gustav had taken five or six loads and most of
the men were recharging for a second round. It was obvious that Gustav was
up for it.

I was with Tom. Tom was not to the manor born and felt a little out of
place. He was also well endowed and uncut. Those two characteristics are my
favorites. He had already fed Gustav, but his semi-erect cock indicated
there was a potential for more. I was in the water. He was sitting on the
edge of the pool. I began sucking him.

"I'm afraid it might taste of motor oil," he said.

"That's a risk I will take," I replied. I knew he was uncut, but I hadn't
realized he had some extra skin that could cover his knob even when he was
fully erect. I could get my tongue into the tube of skin and go searching
for his cock head. There was a trail of cum and precum leading to the
slit. The remains of his post orgasmic drool had been trapped in the
skin. It wasn't fresh, but it was not ripe either.

"Do you mind if I play with your skin some?" I asked. I didn't need an
answer. I had pushed my tongue deeper into the skin tube and tasted fresh
precum. Tom was into it. My probing tongue and Tom's expanding cock met. I
soon realized that Tom's cock was ultra-sensitive, and every movement of my
tongue induced a flood of precum. I thought it was sensitive, but when he
shot off it became even more than just sensitive.

I have no idea how much he had shot into Gustav's greedy mouth. I know I
swallowed two mouthfuls of his A-Number One, prime man-seed. There was no
oily aftertaste. For me, there was one unexpected aspect of the party. I
discovered that I was deeply attracted to Tom.

As the party wound down, we all had another exchange of cum trading, and
the guests went home. As far as I could tell, everyone was happy. There was
another nice aspect to the party. While everyone had shot off two or three
times, there was no mess. Gustav's example must have inspired the men to
swallow the creamy goo.

Two weeks later, Gustav called to thank me. he had exchanged phone numbers
with several of the men and he had reconnected with them. Sandy and Neil
had dropped by with another young man who wanted to drain his balls. That
was most successful. Neil knew the new guy and knew he shot off a generous
load. Gustav said he almost choked there was so much sperm. Gustav wasn't
complaining at all.

Gustav called me once and a while, but by then he had a wide range of
friends who were willing to feed him their loads. These included Sandy, Don
and Randolph. Randolph came to see me. He had enjoyed his time with us.

"For all of my life, I had never thought of sex as being anything but an
aberration. I thought of me sexual interests as a failing. It was a dirty
secret that popped up at inconvenient times. My cock was an embarrassment."
Gustav explained. "I now see that as wrong. Sex is part of life, not an
added attraction. It seems to me that all the men I have recently met are
normal guys having a good time. They aren't embarrassed or shy. They openly
enjoy it."

I smiled. "Well, I have to say that it doesn't take much for a man to enjoy
a blow job!" I added.

Gustav laughed. "That is true, but I been with some of them one-on-one. We
have explored other mutual interests most successfully," he said.

 Gustav was a wealthy man who moved in upper class circles. He gave our
name to friends who had specialized desires. That gave my little business a
boost. At first it was just a side line, more of a hobby than a
job. Eventually it grew into an actual money making business.

It never became a chore. While I wasn't interested in all of our clients'
obsessions, all were interesting and fun. Leo and I were hands on
businessmen. We were both sexually active and versatile. That may not have
been entirely professional, but it worked out well for our clients.