Date: Mon, 3 Sep 2018 07:38:47 -0400
From: bldhrymn@yahoo.com
Subject: The Motel 2

The Motel 2
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
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As the party wound down, Uncle Newton cozied up to me. "I was chatting with
Buster," he whispered. "He said you and he had virgin asses." I nodded.

"Bobby-Joe and I would like to be the first to fuck you. We're good at it,"
he said.

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"They all come back for refills," he replied with a smile. "We are really
careful and gentle. You'll be shooting off before we get in deep."

"I might consider it, but I doubt Buster would be interested," I said.

"Well, Buster did Bobby-Joe and had a great old time. He figures turn-about
is fair play, so he's willing," Uncle Newton explained. Most of the men had
left, so Buster and went back to the Ponderosa with Uncle Newton, Bobby-Joe
and the Rev.

In the room, Newton told us that his Grand Daddy discovered that man play
was a good way to let off some steam, have some fun and not knock up a
sister or a cousin. "I was surprised that when you got away from the
hollow, our fun was called gay sex. It was just guys helping other guys out
for us," he explained. "I noticed that some men were into it more than
others, but that is typical about almost everything."

"Are you one of the men who are more into it?" I asked.

"You could say that," he responded. "Grand Dad discovered my ass was a
playground both for him and for me. I was into it big time, and I my cock
seems to be just right for introductory lessons. Bobby-Joe thinks it's not
too thick and just long enough. I have a bullet shaped knob that slips in
easily."

"Newton has an accommodating hole, that is designed to please," the Rev
said. "He likes the creamy stuff too. I was thirty when I shot off in his
ass for the first time. He was tight, warm and appreciative. I was in
heaven. He did me a few weeks later."

"Some guys think it is best to throw a guy into the deep end of the pool
for a first fuck. Newton likes to take his time," the Rev continued. "He
does some warm-up exercises and then eases the tool into the hole."

"You may have noticed Bobby-Joe and I have long, thin cocks," Newton
said. "The Rev's tool is short and thick. If things go well, you might like
some variety."

"By the way, I also have a taste for cock juices," the Rev said. "I like
anything that shoots, spurts or drools from a cock. I keep things neat."

Buster and Bobby-Joe were already going at it, so I bent over to suck Uncle
Newton. Somehow, the Rev got on the floor and was sucking me. A little
later Newton and Bobby-Joe were double teaming Buster and The Rev was
talking his way into my ass.

He was an unimpressive, borderline fat, bear-like man. When I got close to
him, I discovered he was 100% muscle, and his fire-hydrant cock was a
rock-hard, six-by-four-inch, fuck tool. "Boy you have a nice one, Briscoe,"
he whispered. "You've fucked, haven't you?  You know what a tight ass feels
like? You get all hot and bothered, and then you realize your playmates is
just as into it as you are. When you shoot off, you feel the relief and
deflate. When you realize you don't need to clean up the mess on the floor,
all your spunk is in your pal's ass you get excited again."

"I used to think of my cock as just a spigot to aim your piss. It's a joy
stick when you are fucking a man. You aren't going to get pregnant, so it's
all fun. I knew it was good when I was fucking. For a while, it didn't
occur to me it was good for the guy I was fucking.

He was nosing his cock into my ass pucker. He must have been oozing
precum. He wasn't pushing; he was massaging. "Guys tell me I give their
prostate a real workout. I don't use it as a punching bag, it's more like
treating it like bread dough," he continued whispering. I relaxed a little
and a second later I felt a slight twinge of pain and then his bloated knob
was on the dark side of my sphincter. My ass was stretched, but it was
okay,

"Briscoe, as of now you are officially fucked," he said. "Did you feel a
little twinge?" He pushed a little deeper and I moaned. He made a few quick
pumping motions.

As he talked, he rubbed something in my ass that sent me to the moon. I
spread my legs to give him more access. "Your hormones are in control," he
said. The Rev knew he had rubbed something that made me react and he
continued to rub it. I soon was wiggling my ass to get his cock back into
the good spot again.

"That's it baby," he cried, "I've hit the good spot!" He fucked me for five
or six more minutes and pulled out. "You're okay? You need a little rest"
he said. I nodded. We relaxed on the couch,

"I could tell you were into it," the Rev said. "Some guys never get to that
point. Others take a long time. the second I rubbed your prostate, you were
into it."

"It was hard to know what was going on," I said. "I don't know what
happened."

"Well, Briscoe, my thick fuck tool just met your prostate and they fell in
love," the Rev explained. I was still hard, and the Rev got up, straddled
me and sat on my cock. I moaned as he moaned.

"You have noticed I'm not exactly a virgin. I was the equipment guy for the
football team at my high school. A few of the guys did me. They were crude
kids who had no idea how to fuck a guy. It was bad, but, when it comes to
sex, bad doesn't mean you don't do it again. I don't feel I know a man
until we've fucked. It's all hidden and secret as I explore your private
places. I confess I like to be the first in a virgin ass. I like to be the
one who explores and finds those places you didn't know existed," he
explained. "You may have known you had a prostate, but you had no idea it
was a sex-organ, did you? By the way, yours is a near perfect fit in my
hole."

"Every cock is different; a new experience," he replied. "I admit some are
average, okay, but not exceptional." I must have looked uneasy. "Don't
worry, yours is on the high side of average." He bounced a few times.
"Let's just say it on the way high side of average," he said.

Bobby-Joe came over.  "Uncle Newton and Buster have really hit it off.
Would you mind if I did you, Briscoe?" The Rev got off my cock and spread
my legs for Bobby-Joe.

"Oh shit, I forgot to ask if you wanted to take his tool," the Rev
exclaimed, "I'm sorry."

I smiled. "I'll give him a chance."

"Bobby-Joe isn't a looker. He has a short fuse and he probably will leave
his load in you. Is that a problem?" the Rev asked. He was a little
late. Bobby had already eased his tool into me.

"The Rev did a good job opening your ass," Bobby said. "It's smooth as
silk." We reached a climax, he shot off.  He pulled out and the Rev
returned to my ass and unloaded.  The night was over, and they left. I
wanted to talk with Buster, but we fell asleep. I woke up with Buster in my
ass.

The next night's group was larger than before. A bear club from the West
Virginia, Tennessee and North Carolina area was visiting. They were a
hearty, outgoing group, but their meetings usually tended to be social,
rather than sexual. They gave men a chance to meet and they would hook up
later in private. This pool party was their only primarily sexual get
together.

It was clear to me that they had been saving up and their intentions
weren't mostly sexual; they were entirely sexual. I expected lumberjacks,
hillbillies and farmers. There were a surprising number of EMTs, volunteer
firemen and professional men, such as nurses, teachers and preachers. Doug
introduced me to Doc, the president of the group. Doc told me there were
few ways to meet other gay men in the area, so the bear group was one of
the only places to meet other men.

Apparently, Doug told Doc I was new to the scene. Doc told me that some of
his members could be overly enthusiastic, and he would keep an eye on me. I
told him that wasn't necessary, but he was unconvinced.

That was not necessary since Buster was the focus of attention. Buster was
bigger, hairier and much more muscular that I am. He looked like the
missing link.  That was a problem in most situations.  In this group it was
positive asset. He was a magnet attracting gay bears. The men were willing
to please him any way possible.

I attracted the Chief of a Volunteer Fire Department, Mark, and his
friends, an EMT named Josh, and a nurse Calvin. Apparently, they were a
team. Mark was tall, beefy man, with a twinkle in his eye. "Was Doc warning
you about some of the guys here?" he asked.

"He seemed a little concerned," I said.

Mark laughed, "He was warning you about me and my pals!"  he exclaimed.
"Enthusiastic is a nice way to put it. One guy said I was over sexed and
under inhibited. That wasn't a compliment, but he didn't go home crying to
his Mom, if you get my drift! Josh here can suck you dry and Calvin can
find erogenous zones you didn't know existed."

"I'm not sure," I said.

"By the way, they all come back for more," Mark added.

"Marty over there came back three times," Calvin said. Hearing this, a
short otter came over to us. Marty was almost short enough to be a dwarf.

"We need a testimonial to our sexual skills!" Mark said.

While I was playing hard to get, I hadn't noticed my cock was well beyond
half-staff. That undermined my credibility. Marty began to suck me, and
nature took its course. Soon I was on my knees sucking Mark and Calvin was
rimming my ass.

Mark had a fire hydrant type cock which oozed plentiful precum. We switched
positions and Josh sucked me. Mark whispered in my ear, "We have a
Whitman's sampler of cocks here and we all want to fuck you. Are you game?"

"What if I say no?"

"No means the same to us as it does to you," he replied.

Doc came over to us. I thought he was going to cool things off a bit, but
when I saw his erect cock, I figured he had other plans.

"I tend to think if a guy is erect things are fine," he said to me. "Are
you okay?" I smiled and nodded assent. I began to suck Calvin. Stocky and
uncut, I thought he was smooth, but he was a blond bear and it was hard to
see. Doc bent over me and whispered, "I have some lube with me. I could
lubricate your hole, if you think you might need it?"

"That might be a good idea," I said. His lubrication was an anal massage. I
hardly noticed that his fingers were working their way deeper into me.

"I can get it deeper," Doc whispered. "Are you still okay?" Calvin's thick
precum was foremost in my thoughts, but I managed to tell him that was
fine. I sort of knew what was coming, but I wasn't sure. A few seconds I
knew Doc's cock was in me.  I was ready to be offended, but it felt so
good, I forgot to complain.

"The lube is seven inches in you," Doc said. Can I spread it around
evenly?"  I managed to nod, and he began to pump. It was a perfect fit.
After about five minutes Doc leaned over me and whispered, "You're really
good; I can't hold it back." I felt him twitching and it briefly felt a
small fire hose spurt deep in my ass. Again, I thought I would be offend,
but Doc's heart was beating away. A wave of affection washed over me. I
knew what he was feeling, and I shared the warmth and intimacy. It was
lovely.

I thought about my experience with Newton and his pals the night before.
That had been fun, a romp. This was different, more intense. Doc pulled
out. I had been on my back, I rolled over.  Mark, the fire chief was
there. He raised and spread my legs as he eased his cock into me. He had a
big cock head on a long, thin shaft. Marty straddled me, we kissed as he
impaled himself on my cock. Marty welcomed my cock, but he had buns of
steel and he firmly gripped my tool.

I realized that Mark's cock in my ass was just inches away from my cock in
Marty's hole. Each of Mark's thrusts pushed me deeper into Marty. The Rev
saw us and came over.  He fed me his cock as he made out with Marty. The
Rev must have liked Marty because it sure got his juices flowing. It was a
bit confusing, but intense sex sorts itself out quickly. Mark shot off. His
twitching pulled my trigger and I pushed deeper into Mark's and found his
on button.

When Marty pulled a way, the Rev bent over to lick up his sperm.  A few
seconds later, he was spewing a massive load into my mouth. We broke apart
and it seemed we all had enjoyed it. For the next forty-five minutes I just
wandered around, recovering and recharging. I wasn't sure I would have a
second orgasm, but I was still excited.

I sat next to an old bear named Eubank. He was one of Newton's pals, but he
made Newton seem like a sophisticated man of the world. He lived in a
valley that was largely cut off from the modern world. If it had been good
enough for his Paw and Grand Pa, it was good enough for him. Newton was a
distant cousin and the Newton family sexual tastes were fine for Eubank.

Eubank leaned close to me. "I have a nephew with me. We've done some
playing with ourselves, but are kind of uneasy with outsiders," he said. "I
talked with the Rev and he said we would like you." The cousins were
watching us and came closer. For the second time my cock made the decision
for me.

"Otis is a nice boy but a bit timid. We've messed around some, but I think
he like something more heavy duty," Eubank explained. "I can't get hard
enough to give him what he wants. I think he might like to take a load, but
I don't shoot much anymore. He's kind of turned on by man juice, but I
don't swallow, and I can't give it to him. The Rev said you give and
take. I think he would like that."

I was hard by then and Otis was cock was drooling. I motioned to Otis to
come over and licked his dribbling cock. If you want to make friends
quickly, that does the trick. Otis was young, muscular and hairy.

"I'm going to shoot," he cried. I slowed my sucking and pushed my tongue
into his piss slit. I held the sperm back briefly and then let it
flow. Otis moaned and shivered as he shot off. He loved it. I assumed the
session was over, but as a 20-year-old, he had a recharge time of ten
minutes.

We talked quietly. "Did you like eating cum?" he asked. "I don't know if I
could do it. Sucking a cock is a big deal for me. I've done it once or
twice, and I like doing it, but it's still hard to believe I like it. It
doesn't seem right."

"I'm not 100% sure you can control what you like or dislike sexually," I
said. "I never thought of myself as gay, but there seems to be some
evidence I am."

"I thought I was just messing with my buds," Otis said. "I've played with
Uncle Eubank and he seemed to know a lot about it. Eubank's boy, Toby, is
sort of into it too. I thought it was a family thing. I've never done it
with a stranger."

"Are you willing to experiment some?" I asked.

Otis was silent for a while. "I don't think I would normally do it, but I
think I would do it with you," he replied. To emphasize the point, he bent
over to suck me. After a minute, he looked up. "You're drooling. It's
sweet," he whispered.

"I leak a lot of precum when I'm excited." I said. "Does it bother you?"

"It tastes good, really good," he said. I shifted some, so I could suck
him. He liked that a lot. We broke apart when we got too close to shooting.

"I've never fucked a guy," Otis said. "Have you? I think I would like to
fuck, but I don't think I'd like to get fucked." I leaned over and sucked
him again. One finger strayed towards his asshole and I tasted the
increased flow of his precum. I touched his hole and he moaned.

"That's good," he said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm playing with your prostate. It's a little sex organ in your ass," I
explained. "Fingering it is good, rubbing it with a cock is better."

There were tubes of lube around the pool, so I used it to coat Otis's
cock. He was on a recliner, and I straddled him and slowly impaled
myself. He moaned again, and his eyes rolled back into his head. I bounced
a little. A heavy-set young guy came over to us. He was erect and dripping
precum. It was Toby, Eubank's son.

"I'm going to shoot again," Otis whispered.

"Hold back as long as you can. My prostate wouldn't mind a sperm bath, so
don't worry," I said. he lasted anther minute or so and then let loose. It
was good, but when I got off his tool it got better. Toby had been watching
and saw Otis's cum drooling from my hole. He came over an licked my
drooling hole.

When he cleaned it up, he said, "I want to get fucked!"

"Damn Toby, he's got a big one," Otis exclaimed.

"Shit Otis, that's why I want it!" Toby replied.

It didn't take long to realize Toby was all bottom. I hadn't shot off yet,
so I stepped up to the plate. It was a tight fit, but that was good for
both of us. He essentially masturbated my cock. When I got too close, I
pulled out and let Otis take a turn.

As soon as Otis's tool vanished in Toby's hole, I knew this was true love.
Toby glowed, as his he explored his ass. Marty, the dwarf joined our group
and casually nuzzled his cock in Otis's hole. There was no objection and
apparently no resistance from Otis, so Marty pushed deeper. He was about
four inches in when Otis began to shoot. Toby and Marty let loose. Marty
twitched until his balls were empty.

They broke apart. Otis looked deflated. I cozied up to him and he shifted
to get my cock in range of his ass. I think I was too big for a novice, but
Marty must have shot half his body weight in sperm into Otis's hole. It was
fully lubricated, and Otis was willing. I filled him and gently jiggled my
cock until he was hard again. I wasn't exactly fucking, but my tool rubbed
his prostate the right way.

The party was breaking up, but Otis, Marty and Toby came to Buster and my
room. I fell asleep, but I woke up a few times and fucked whoever was in
bed with me.