Date: Sat, 15 Mar 2008 17:24:25 -0700 (PDT) From: Bob Archman Subject: Clyde S. Dale 3 Clyde S. Dale 3 By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@yahoo.com This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again remind you that I have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and have included no gestures toward common sense either. This is an all new story. Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments. To say I enjoyed my self hardly comes close to expressing the feelings that washed over me. It was spectacular. It was hard to believe how much we both enjoyed it. The night wasn?t even close to being over. I knew Dr. Martin had plans for me too. I had fucked Willy before, so I had some expectations there, but this was the first time I had taken a cock in my ass. It wasn?t what I expected. Bull was a perfect fit. His organ hit all the right places. As I screwed President Wills I was the filling in a sexual sandwich. It was hard to believe I had done it. In some ways it was an odd feeling. While I was a bit shocked, but I also knew I wanted to do it again. I guess I was like the boy who just learned how to ride a bike. Now that I got the hang of it I was ready to ride around the world. Dr. Martin had been watching us. I looked at him and realized the second part of my journey was about to start. I have to admit, my knowledge of sexual anatomy wasn?t good. I knew I had a cock and what to do with that organ, but that was it. I had no idea what went on inside a man?s ass, or in mine, for that matter. I knew there was something exciting there, but I didn?t know what it was. During the course of the night, Dr. Martin was to fill me in on the details. He was a teacher and tended to give a running commentary on his feelings and wasn?t afraid to tell me what he wanted and what I should do. He seems to have made a study of man sex. ?Sex is a laboratory science,? he said. ?It?s a science and an art. Luckily it?s like being a musician. Practice makes perfect.? ?I assume it?s not as boring as doing your scales on the piano?? Bull said. He was clearly amused at Martin?s pedantic style. ?Not at all,? Martin said, smiling. ?As in science sometimes your mistakes can be as much fun as your successes. I will admit it?s not possible to make hard and fast rules about sex. It seems there are too many variables to be positive about any one person?s sexual response. I don?t know if that is due to differences in anatomy, or if it relates to psychological differences.? ?Well, we all have the same basic equipment,? I said. Martin smiled. ?It may seem that way in theory, but that?s not the way it is in real life,? he said. ?I watched Wills react as your cock pushed deeper. I could tell when your knob rubbed his nut. Did you feel him shiver? ? I nodded. ?Did you feel yourself react when Bull hit the bulls eye?? ?What do you mean?? I asked. ?Let me show you. Lie back and spread your legs. I?ll tickle your prostate,? Martin said. I was sitting on the edge of the pool and I must have looked uneasy. ?Don?t turn shy on me, Clydesdale. We?re all naked and fucking. Your ass has no mystery to us.? I was still uneasy. ?I?ll join you in this little demonstration.? Bull said. He got on the floor next to me and spread his legs wide. ?Do you want to finger fuck us both, or do you have an assistant?? ?I?d be more than glad to help out,? President Wills said. He had shot off earlier but he was hard again. I guessed Bull turned him on. With Bull next to me, I opened up for Martin?s lubricated fingers. He toyed with my hole. He used his index finger to circle my hole and then he pushed it in. I relaxed as he massaged my hole and pushed deeper. He was feeling around inside my ass as if he was looking for something. A few seconds later, he found it. I moaned. ?Bingo!? Mike cried. ?I think you found the g spot.? Bull moaned a second later. Wills had found his spot too. ?I have just introduced you to your prostate,? Dr. Martin explained. ?Yours is healthy and in good working condition.? ?What does it do?? I asked. ?It feels great.? ?I think of it as a much under rated part of your reproductive system.? He explained. ?It adds the slippery lubricant to your sperm. It fills up just before you shoot off. That little nut-sized gland is like a punching bag until just before you pop. It gets hard as a rock seconds before have an orgasm.? He gently squeezed it, and I almost passed out it was so good. ?Why doesn?t anyone talk about it?? I asked. ?I didn?t know it was there.? ?Our society isn?t into talking about sex much,? Martin said. ?We are even less prone to talk about a sex organ a few inches up your ass. Let?s face it. Up until a few years ago you could arrested for using it with another man. I was embarrassed when I discovered I enjoyed it so much.? ?It seemed unmanly?? Wills asked. ?It sure did,? Martin said, ?It was taking it like a woman. I thought it made me less of a man.? ?Well, you seem to have overcome that hurdle,? Bull said. ?You can take a cock like a man.? By this time, I was really hard. Martin took his fingers out of my ass, straddled me and sat on my cock. It went in easily. A few seconds later he was fully impaled on my cock. It was a tight fit, and I was afraid I had hurt him at first. He just sat there, perfectly still except when his body twitched a few times. I didn?t know what to do. He began to move. They were small movements at first, but soon he was rotating his ass on my cock. I guessed he was okay. I looked at his face and realized he was on another planet. He looked as if he were in a trance. He didn?t just look like he was in a trance. He was zoned out. Martin was heavy, so I moved. Next, he got on his hands and knees and I took him doggy style. I think that was harder for him, so I slow fucked him. I would pull out, then slowly work my cock deep into his ass. I soon realized where his prostate was located. He would twitch when I rubbed it with my cock head. One time I stopped thrusting and just massaged the gland with my cock head for a while. Poor Martin went crazy when I did that. He whimpered and begged me to stop. I didn?t think he was sincere about that. I think I was up his ass for a good fifteen minutes and at the end he was limp as a wet dishrag. I gave him two hard thrusts and we popped together. It was great. It was late by then, so I went home with Bull and slept well. I had to go home early the next morning, so there was no time for sex. I have to admit mind blowing sex is a good recruiting tool. I decided to go to the school and become a part of Bull?s team. I got to school in late July for football practice. There were five freshman players and rest of the guys were upperclassmen. They were all nice guys, but it was pretty obvious the Rose Bowl wasn?t in our future. The star of the team was the quarterback, Rob Manly. He was handsome and pleasant and made it a point to be helpful to the new team members. The team jerk was Lonnie Smith. He was a tackle who seemed to make it a point to hit our own men. He liked to hurt guys. Lonnie was big, but not as big as me. He went after the smaller guys and didn?t try to mess with me. My friend from high school, Roger, was small and guys tried to pick on him. I hate that and tried to make it a point of making them see the error of their ways. I was there a week and I took care of Lonnie. I didn?t actually break anything, but it took a while to find that out. Lonnie didn?t try messing with the other guys again. If you call a bully?s bluff, they back down. That little episode made me popular with the team. I think Bull knew what I did, but he didn?t mention it. He also didn?t give any indication that he knew me better than any other new team member. He was cool. I know I have a good personality, but lot?s of guys have that. I?m masculine, but not at all handsome. Cute guys are four or five inches shorter than me and 100 pounds lighter. My strong suit on the football field was standing still and holding back the other teams tackles. I wasn?t aggressive. I was immovable. Some people mistake me for being fat. I am solid muscle and bone. I was there whenever the quarterback needed protection. There was no way I would be a star, but I could be dependable. No one much noticed me, except Bull and Rob. Rob was quick footed and fast, but only weighed 160 pounds. He needed protection. When I say no one noticed me, I mean no one noticed me except in the shower room. No one commented on my missing link like appearance. Coach Bull looked like my older brother and he was all but worshiped by the team. My cock, however, was under continuous, surreptitious surveillance all the time. No one commented on it, but I did hear the words King Kong whispered. Rob was the only other man in my dorm until the rest of the freshmen arrived . He was a RA and was nice and helpful. We were the only two men on the hall. At football practice there were always thirty men in the showers at a time. In the dorm there were only two of us. I never noticed him checking me out at football practice, but in the dorm, he showed up in the showers when I was there. He wasn?t shy about looking and he spent a long time making sure his cock and balls were clean. Rob was handsome in a 100% All-American way. He lifted weights, so he had a well-muscled, buffed body. His body was smooth except for his thick bush and hairy armpits. I was as shaggy as he was smooth. I thought there was no way he would be interested in me, but I underestimated the power of my cock. The dorms weren?t air-conditioned and I?m the kind of guy who can go shirtless at 45 degrees and be comfortable. In the evenings after practice I wore jockeys and nothing else. Rob liked that too. Jockies fit pretty snug on me. They left nothing to the imagination. Rob was curious, but remained a straight arrow. He only looked. Nothing happened until a relative from home visited him. We had practice on Saturday morning, and the rest of the weekend was off. Rob told me his cousin was going to visit. Most of the guys went home, since we didn?t need to be back until Monday afternoon. I was tired and figured I get more rest in the dorm than at home. I was there when Rob cousin arrived. Somehow I thought he was a kid. Rob?s friend was older, maybe 35 or 40 years old. I thought he looked as if he were a cop or a marine. I went to get some dinner. After seeing a movie, I got back to the dorm at 9:00. I sat down with a book and fell asleep reading it. I woke at 10:30 and went to take a shower. Rob and his cousin came into the shower and joined me. ?Clydesdale, this is my cousin Tom,? Rob said. I shook hands. ?Is that your real name?? he asked. ?I?m afraid it is. It?s a long story,? I said. Tom was older than I thought, but he was in really good shape. He was covered in a even coat of dark hair. He had shaved it at one time and his body hair was growing back. Tom?s cock was cut and his balls hung low. We talked in the shower, but I went to my room, and they went to Rob?s. I?m an early riser. Rob liked to sleep late when he could. I went to the toilets and then took a shower. Tom appeared. This time he was clearly interested in me and my cock. He got half hard. Erections are hard to miss when you?re naked. Seeing him getting hard got my cock to firm up. As my cock got harder, Tom?s cock got even harder. There was no way to hide his interests or mine. ?Rob told me you were a nice guy,? Tom said. ?He didn?t mention your cock. Damn you?re well equipped.? ?We all get the cards we are dealt,? I said. He smiled. ?It looks to me you have a full house,? he said. ?Maybe it?s a royal flush.? Tom reached over and stroked my cock. ?I?m not a size queen, but I am willing to give you a try.? By now I was fully erect. There was no way for either of us to hide our interest. I touched his cock. There was a bead of pre cum on his slit. I stroked his cock and another bead emerged. Tom dropped to his knees and took my cock into his mouth. He tried to deep throat me, and got most of it, no small achievement. He knew his way around a cock. I knew this wasn?t his first time. ?What if Rob comes in?? I asked. ?You turn him on,? Tom said. ?He?d love to see what it?s like when you?re hard. He didn?t know how to make the first move.? ?Damn, that thing is big,? Rob said. He was looking in the shower. I don?t know if this had been planned, or if it was accidental. Rob wasn?t surprised or uncomfortable seeing his cousin sucking cock. As it turns out, Tom and Rob weren?t cousins. They were lovers. Rob seemed like such an All-American, I had assumed he had an idyllic childhood and was straight as an arrow. He had been abused as a child and ran away at 14. Tom picked him up and raised him as his own. When he was soft, Rob had the perfect cock for a statue of a Greek God. Hard it was long and curved with a big flared head. As he walked into the shower room a filament of precum dripped from his cock head. Rob came over and stood next to me. He put his arm round me as Tom sucked both of us. After a while, Rob traded places with Tom. He could deep throat Tom easily. He tried to do the same thing to me, but only got half way on the first time. He took a long look at my cock, opened his mouth wide and then swallowed the whole thing. It was like a python swallowing a jungle animal twice his size. No one had ever taken it all. I liked what he could do. Rob swallowed and his throat massaged my cock. It was wonderful. Rob seemed to like it too. We went to Rob?s room and relaxed. Rob and Tom were obviously use to having sex together. I got the impression I was an extra added attraction to their standard repertoire of sexual activities. Given the difference in their ages, I assumed, Tom was the dominant partner. Tom was sucking me, when Rob rear ended him. It was almost casual, and clearly they had done this many times before. They may have done it often, but Tom moaned as Rob?s cock rammed his ass. Rob?s cock still worked it magic. Cocks are the gift that keeps on giving.