Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2018 16:48:37 +0000 From: Tim Hobson Subject: going-gay-5 Copyright Tim Hobson - all rights reserved. Tim and Beau have moved beyond kissing and hugging, and Tim has mastered the art of oral sex. For his next lesson, Beau requires a "teaching assistant." Your donations to Nifty make it possible for this web site to provide you with entertaining and (we hope) stimulating reading. Please support them today. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ___________________________ GOING GAY PART 5 ["I'll be down by the pool. Call me when you get back to the room. And don't even dream of taking that shower without me!"] On my way to the pool, I ducked into the gift shop to see if they carried Rail Bondis(R). The clerk said they were out of stock at the moment because everybody wants them, but that she would order a pair for me. I requested two in my size - brown and tan. For some childish reason, I wanted to wear the same sandals as my studly new boyfriend. I stepped out into the Southern California morning sunshine and immediately saw Martin, Allie, and Windermere eating breakfast at a table under an umbrella. I tried to step back into the shade, but I was too late. They all waved, and Windermere called out, "Not so fast, old boy. Get your ass over here!" Leery of what they had in mind, I joined them. They all looked at me with shit-eating grins. "So, how was your night in the garden of earthly delights?" Martin joked. "Yes, was his bottom as impressive as we said?" Allie added. "Hold on, gentlemen," Windermere cautioned. "Let's let our newbie take his time organizing his thoughts... before he spills his guts to us!" They all laughed heartily at that. I smiled with feigned innocence. "Why, gentlemen, I have no idea what you're talking about! Did I do something naughty?" That sent them into paroxysms of laughter. Martin waved to the waiter, who brought coffee and orange juice for me. "Anything else, sir?" "No, someone will be joining me for a late breakfast a bit later." "Someone?" Windermere inquired, eyebrow arched inquisitively. "Anyone we know?" Allie said with a knowing smile. "Does his name begin with B and end with OHHHH?" Martin exaggerated. Again, laughter all around. "Gentlemen, I never kiss and tell!" I began. "Or suck and tell or fuck and tell or anything else and tell." This time, I joined in the laugh-fest. When they all calmed down, Martin spoke in a serious tone. "Tim, your business is your business, and yours alone. We like to joke about things, but we also remember that you're new to this side of life, and the last thing we want to do is make you uncomfortable or regret that you are pals with us." "That's right," Allie chimed in. "In all seriousness, we hope you had a good time, that you learned something about yourself, and that you aren't mad at us for egging you on last night." I thought for a moment. "Thanks, fellows. As I said, I'm not one to talk about personal things, especially when someone else is involved, but I should, and do, thank you for your friendliness and willingness to show me the ropes." "Oh, no. Ty does the ropes!" Martin interjected, laughing. And they all had another hee-haw at my expense. I'm going to have to ask Beau to explain that joke to me. "Whatever," I said, unsure what 'ropes' are. "Seriously, thanks! And thanks, too, for respecting my privacy. If I ever want to talk about things, I know I can rely on the three of you to help in any way, and I really appreciate that." With that, the waiter arrived with my beverages, and the conversation veered off to the weather and a planned excursion to the San Diego Naval Base, where they hoped to enjoy the sight of hundreds of handsome young men occupied with all the daily work of sailors and pilots. They asked if I wanted to go along, but I excused myself, saying that I was going shopping for a pair of sandals. Their looks revealed that they didn't believe that for a second, but no one said anything more. They stood to leave, and it suddenly occurred to me that their three companions of the night before weren't with them. "Say, where are the boys?" "Look around you, there's a thousand of them!" Windermere exclaimed. "You know the ones I mean. You left with them last night." "They're probably all in their rooms, sleeping it off. We gave them quite a work-out, you know." Allie said with his archest grin. "What about YOUR lover-boy?" Martin asked. "Well, if you're talking about Beau, I believe you'll find him in the hotel gym, doing some kind of exercises." "Will he be joining you later for another kind of exercise?" Allie asked, making a shaking gesture with his fist partly closed, indicating sex. "That's up to him, I'm sure," I equivocated, "but I should hope so." "Good for you, old bean!" Windermere said as they all disappeared into the building. I sipped my coffee and juice and turned down two more offers to bring me something to eat. It occurred to me that the waiter may have been talking about food, or perhaps a more succulent morsel that I could clearly see outlined under his white apron. Jesus Christ! Was every young man in San Diego a sex-crazed stud? Or was I the one suddenly so obsessed with man-sex that everything became suggestive? After about an hour and a half, my cell phone rang. I had left the number at the bottom of the note I wrote for Beau. "I'm back in the room, although the maid gave me a disapproving look when I used the key to get in. Anyway, I'm up here, hot and sweaty, and in dire need of a long, hot shower. Care to join me?" "I'll be right up!" I said eagerly. When I entered the luxury suite I could hear the shower running. I hurried into the bedroom, pulled off my clothes and dashed into the bathroom. Then I came to a dead stop. Beau was in the shower, letting the torrent of water splash from his head to his toes. His cock was erect, and kneeling before him, Jimmy Coxx was sucking away on it. "What the fuck?" I demanded. "We ran into each other in the gym, and I invited Jimmy up to have a little fun with us." "Us?" "Sure. Step right in." Hesitantly, I moved across the bath and stepped into the shower. It was actually big enough for five or six people to be in it together, and it occurred to me that the hotel probably designed it that way. Beau twisted around toward me, leaving his hard-on deep in Jimmy's busy mouth. He pulled me into a hug and began ravishing my mouth with his kisses. I was powerless to resist, even though I had no idea what to do next. My uncertainty was eliminated by Jimmy, who smoothly transferred his oral ministrations from Beau's prick to mine, which to my surprise was already fully erect. We stood there, the three of us, Beau and me kissing and caressing each other under the torrent of warm water, as Jimmy alternated between our erections, keeping both of us hard and very pleased with his skills. After a few minutes, Jimmy stood up and the three of us exchanged deep tonguing kisses, while playfully using soap and shampoo on each other. I can honestly say I have never touched any man in all the places that I was invited to wash these two handsome youths. I hadn't gotten a very good look at Jimmy the night before, so as I washed his back, I examined him more closely. Jimmy was about six feet tall, a tad shorter than Beau. His body was just as lithe, though, and I guessed he weighed about 150 pounds. Unlike Beau, Jimmy was covered with tats and piercings. Both ears sported large black circles that stretched his earlobes to four times their normal size. One ear also had a silvery bar in it across the top, and the other had three shiny diamonds. He also had a tiny diamond in one nostril and a thin gold ring on the left side of his lower lip and another on his eyebrow. Across his chest, right below his neck, I read 'Semper Fi' in Olde English script." "Were you a marine?" I wondered. "I AM a marine," Jimmy replied. "When you're a marine, it's for your whole fuckin' life." He made a face and we all laughed. "Were you stationed here in San Diego?" "Sure was. And that's how I got into porn. There was a guy cruising the bars, handing out business cards that said if you wanted to make some easy money, give him a call. I jacked off on a video for him, and the rest is history!" I nodded and continued my wondering observation of his lissome young body. He had an elaborate tattoo that began at his right wrist and wound all the way up his shoulder to the base of his neck. It was all red, blue, and green - some kind of flowery pattern or maybe paisley. His left wrist had what looked like Roman numerals: XII-V-MCMXCV, which I translated to December 5th, 1995 - possibly his birthday, which would make him about 23 years old. There was a gigantic pair of wings inked on his back - perhaps a vain attempt to convince viewers that he was just an innocent little angel as they watched him pound another man's ass! He had various flowers and animals drawn on his abs, but the most striking tat was right below his navel: enormous numerals "10 1/2" and a wide arrow pointed straight down at his dick. I guess the free advertising must be a draw to his would-be admirers. But of course it was his perfect penis that grabbed my attention and wouldn't let go. First of all, his pubes were completely shaved off, leaving smooth, baby-bare skin. Even his balls were shaved, which I imagined must be tricky for such a tender area. His phallus certainly lived up to the boast of more than ten inches. It was cut like mine, amazingly big around, and it seemed to stay solid no matter what he did. As I was staring at it, Beau reached from behind Jimmy and began to stroke that legendary appendage, as if to rinse off the soap, but I looked up at him and he winked at me and licked his lips. I blushed and proceeded to lather my hair under the shower-head. Finally, we all rinsed off, and Beau reached over and turned off the water. But neither he nor Jimmy made any move to leave the titanic shower stall. "I thought you might like to have your next lesson," Beau began. "Does it involve all three of us?" "Oh, yes, but it starts out with just Jimmy and me." "I am your humble student, O master of all things sexual." "Then behold, O unworthy pupil." Beau gestured toward Jimmy's cock, which was pointing out perpendicular to the floor and pulsing slightly with his heartbeat. It truly was the biggest penis I have ever seen, then or since. In all our playing and kissing in the shower, I had studiously tried not to fixate on Jimmy's equipment, partly out of modesty, and partly out of loyalty to Beau, whose eight-inch prick was now my favorite toy. Once again, I thought of the "noms de porn" that Windermere had used when he introduced the men last night. And I had to agree that "Coxx" was more than appropriate for Jimmy. With that, Beau dropped to his knees and began to fill his mouth with Jimmy's hardness. I couldn't believe how easily he took in a thing of such gargantuan proportions. "Is that really ten and a half inches?" my voice trailed off. I didn't quite know how to ask, or even if it was polite to do so. With a proud grin, Jimmy, quickly replied, "Ten and half inches long AND seven around." Taking Jimmy's hard-on out of his mouth for a moment, Beau chimed in, "That's why they pay Jimmy the big bucks!" They both laughed at that and Beau resumed his slurping as Jimmy began to thrust into Beau's mouth. Beau gagged several times but managed to accept whatever Jimmy gave him. After another couple of minutes, Beau looked up at me. "Want some of this action, Timmy?" I had no idea if I could even get my lips around Jimmy's monster member, but I eagerly knelt beside Beau, and Jimmy turned to point it at me. The piss-slit at the end of his prodigious prong looked like the Cyclops' eye, staring at me and daring me to open my meager, tiny mouth. Throwing caution to the wind, I opened wide and slowly tasted the Coxx-cock. Surprisingly, my mouth accommodated the girth without difficulty. It was a little like putting a small apple in my mouth, all in one bite, reminding me of a roast pig served up on a silver platter, but it wasn't really difficult to do. I was most worried about my teeth causing him some discomfort, but if they did, he never let on. I tried to take Jimmy as deeply as I could, and it felt like my mouth was about to burst apart, but I probably only had four inches or less in there. Unable to stuff any more of him into me, I proceeded to use my tongue and lips as Beau had schooled me last night. Jimmy apparently approved, as he grinned at Beau and gave him a high-five. My mouth began to ache at the size of the piece of meat I was trying to swallow, so Jimmy stepped back. "I gotta take a piss," he said suddenly. "Actually, I need one, too," I added, starting to head for the toilet. "Perfect!" Beau exclaimed, "and I'd love a golden shower!" I remembered that he had mentioned those words just this morning. I began to put two and two together. I turned to face him, "You mean you want him to piss on you?" "No, not at all. I want BOTH of you to soak me from head to toe with your hot, sweet pee-pee!" With that, Beau knelt on the shower floor, looking up at both of us expectantly. "Whoopee!" Jimmy crowed, as he aimed his pecker at Beau's face. Beau shut his eyes and the stream of urine began to splash on him. He opened his mouth, and Jimmy adjusted his aim to hit Beau's tongue straight-on. "You don't swallow that shit, do you?" I asked, alarmed. Beau shook his head without a word, as Jimmy began to wet his shoulders and chest. "Come on, you said you had to go," Jimmy urged me. "Join in the fun!" I pointed my dick at Beau but, as bad as I had to go, I couldn't get anything to come out. I tried and tried, but the idea of spewing something so disgusting on someone I was falling in love with was just too much for me. Jimmy finished and shook a few lingering drops in Beau's direction. Beau looked up at me with mild disdain. "So, you can come in my mouth and let me come in yours, but you're afraid of a little piss?" "I don't know what's wrong. It just won't come out," I said meekly. Beau's expression softened. "I think we're asking too much of you, too soon. Don't worry, Tim, this is not something that everybody enjoys. Just remember how great the oral sex has been, and forget about the other shit." But a blowjob was apparently not the principal topic of today's lesson. After a short while, Jimmy pulled back and the two of them helped me to my feet. "Let's hit that fuckin' bed!" Jimmy said hoarsely. I could tell he was more than eager for whatever was going to come next. ___________________________________ Stay tuned to https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/beginnings/going-gay/ for the next installment! It gets even hotter!!!