Date: Thu, 30 Nov 2000 04:08:19 -0800 (PST) From: Bob Archman Subject: Jimmy Me and Cousin Whitey 4 Jimmy, Me and Cousin Whitey Part 4 By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@excite.com This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again remind you that have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and no gesture toward common sense too. If you have any suggestion or comments, please e-mail me. "I got off early and found some friends!" Jimmy said. "Well come in and make yourselves comfortable!" Ron said. "You all know my friend Carlton and Eddie. Coach Peterson, glad you could make it. You know everyone?" "Nope." Coach said. "But I bet we'll all know each other soon enough. I need a drink." "The bar is open!" Carlton said. "And you boys are over dressed, if we're going to be friends, let's be a bit more informal. Put your coats in the bedroom over there." Carlton led them to the bedroom and when he returned he had stripped naked. Everyone followed suit and shortly we were all nude, eating and drinking. "Nice to meet you Carlton." Coach said. "Ron told me about you." Peterson was the hockey and wrestling coach at the high school. He was also the chemistry teacher, and I had taken his course. He was my height but a hundred pounds heavier with crew cut black hair and curly black hair on his chest and gut. In spite of his name, he was about as un Scandinavian looking as a man could be. He had a thick, short, uncut cock resting on big balls. "Ron mentioned you." Carlton said. "You are the most unlikely Viking I have ever seen!" He was laughing. "Now, Whitey, you look like a Viking chief!" Carlton fondled their cocks. Neither man objected. I couldn't believe that grown men could be so casual about that. I liked it, but was a bit shocked. "There's going to be no shortage of meat here tonight. Nice." "I'm a little uneasy about the kids." The coach said. "I'm not into cradle robbing. Not into learning experiences either. It's too much like work. " He was playing with Carlton and Whitey's meat and they all were rising to half staff. Jimmy and I were a bit beyond that without even being touched. "Don't worry. They're broken in!" Whitey said. "They may not be ready for the major leagues, but they're well on the way." "I don't want to get in trouble." Coach said. "Ron and I had some very heavy sessions with the boys and you don't need to worry." Whitey said. "They ain't virgins and they ain't talkers. Jimmy and I have been at it for years and never a word has been said." As if to emphasize that point Jimmy dropped to the floor and began sucking Peterson's cock. I was next to Ron and he put his arm around me. Soon Ron and I were sixty nining and there was no question about our virginity. "Damn. You're good!" Coach said to Jimmy. "I can tell it's not your first time." Coach held Jimmy's head and controlled the sucking. He knew what he wanted and made sure Jimmy gave it to him. Most of his teams won, and I guessed that was why. Coach got what he wanted out of his team. He later told me he never had sex with anyone on the teams, or students. I wondered if guys could sense that he had an interest in men, and they gave him a little extra on the outside chance that he would be interested. Jimmy was never very enthusiastic about sex. He liked it and the participated, but he liked to give the impression it was just something he did and he wasn't that important to him. He did it so much that you knew that wasn't true, and he could get really excited 30 seconds before he climaxed, but he liked to be cool. He wasn't cool about coach Peterson. He turned into a cock sucking cum hound. Jimmy wanted the coach and had attached himself to the man's thick cock and was giving it a workout. "Whoa baby!" Peterson said. "This ain't a sprint. I'm a marathon man myself! Let's join the rest of the team." He got Jimmy detached from his cock and standing up. He hadn't really seen Jimmy until then. Jimmy was a big kid, chunky and with some baby fat, but with an uncut horse cock. It was sticking straight out. "Damn!" Coach Peterson said. "You're packing some meat there." He skinned it and exposed the red head. "We'll see what we can do with that later. Let's meet the guys here and we can play later." Peterson said. Jimmy followed him like a dog and his master. Ron and I had sucked each other really close to cumming again, so we stopped and joined the rest of the group. We formed a cluster of men in the middle of the room, each with a drink in one hand and an erection. Ron knew everyone there, but Coach didn't know Whitey or Carlton, and they didn't know him. Everyone knew enough of the guys to be comfortable, but the mew faces added some extra excitement. "Ron, your friends are hung like fucking horses!" Peterson said. "I didn't know you were a size queen." "I don't carry a ruler with me, but it seems I've been lucky!" He said smiling. "Are you complaining?" "Hell no! We share the same taste in men, and cock." The Coach said. "I do need to know the ground rules. Is this a j.o., a cock sucking or . . ." "I don't know about you guys, but I'm full service." Whitey said. "Hot damn! I don't want to be impolite, but I'm a top." Peterson said. "I just want you to know that if you want to play with me, that's my objective." "Fair enough." Carlton said. "That's not going to be a problem here. No problem at all." With that Carlton dropped to his knees and introduced Whitey's cock head to his tonsils. I followed suit with Peterson. His cock was probably six inches long, but looked short because it was so thick. The head was the same diameter as the shaft and the piss slit must have been a half inch wide. It felt as if you could force your tongue an inch into the shaft. Coach liked that. I was surprised at how frank everyone was. Coach clearly told everyone what he was interested in and what he wanted to do. Whitey all but said to him he was willing to be fucked. I might have been sucking his cock, but I was given warning of what he was expecting. Whitey came over and I go to suck both of their cocks. "You've broken this boy in?" Peterson asked. "I sure did, we had a really nice time." Whitey said. "Very accommodating, he likes it all. In one night he took Ron, Jimmy then me." They were playing with each others tits and feeling each other out. "That's one hell of a night!" Coach said. "I might be a let down after that. That's one hell of a fuck stick you have. " He chuckled. "Is Jimmy accommodating too?" "Not like this boy. Ed is a natural bottom." Whitey said. It sounded like a casual conversation, but both men were oozing pre cum in family sized amounts. They were turning each other on. Ron came over and worked some lubricant in my ass. He did Whitey too. "Is there a special play room, Ron?" Whitey asked. Ron shook his head. "Do you mind being screwed in from you our friends here?" Coach asked me. I shook my head. "Let's do it doggy style." I got on my hands and knees. Ron gave the lube to Whitey who coated coach's beer can cock. I was waiting for him to get in position when Carlton scooted under me and began sucking my cock. I deep throated him as Coach rammed me. They were both thick. Carlton must have liked what he tasted and was watching a lot. He was oozing big time. I liked the taste of his cock honey, and Coach was a good fucker. I had guessed he would be aggressive and rough. He was slow and deliberate. The combination of Carlton's cock and the taste of pre cum in my mouth and my stretched ass with Coach playing taps on my prostate was spectacular. "This is great! Smooth as silk." Peterson said. I squeezed my ass and he moaned. "You've been waiting a long time for this haven't you?" Whitey asked. "Ron and I don't get to play near enough." Peterson said. "It must be six months since I last screwed him." I squeezed again. "If you keep on doing that Ed, I'm going to pop!" "No one's to shoot before mid night." Ron said. "If you can't hold off, pull out and cool off." Coach pulled out and I was disappointed at the sudden void in my ass. Ron popped in. He must have been half the diameter. My ass contracted to fit the new cock. As before, his big cock head seemed to have a life of its own as it travel the length of my chute. Carlton was just licking the tip of my cock, cleaning up anything that oozed from it. "You look like you are getting close."Whitey said. Ron had been picking up his pace. "Damn, I think you are right." Ron said. "Do you want a turn?" "I sure do!" Whitey said. Ron pulled out and Whitey eased his monster in my hole. "Just look at that!" Carlton gasped from his vantage point sucking my cock. "Let's call Ripley's believe it or not!" He shot two solitary spurts of cum in my mouth, but I slowed down and he didn't fully climax. I began to moan. Whitey had me on the edge. "This puppy can't take any more." Carlton said. "We've got ten minutes til midnight. Let's break up and regroup." I got up and saw Coach lubricating Jimmy's ass. Jimmy wasn't being cool anymore. He was a boy in heat. "Last year Ron and I fucked for the first time. This is our first anniversary!" Carlton said. "Let's all screw someone new for the New Year." This struck everyone as a good idea. There were enough of us who hadn't been together before to make this work. It was obvious that Coach was going to fuck Jimmy. Everyone there had fucked me, so I would be a top tonight. I hadn't fucked Ron, but Whitey, Coach and Carlton had, so he was my partner. Carlton and Whitey flipped a coin to see who would fuck whom. Whitey got to be the top. I could see Carlton glowing. The three bottoms got on the floor with their heads almost touching forming three spokes of a wheel. Coach, Whitey and I got our partners legs in the air and cock heads to hole. We thrust together. Whitey's monster disappeared in Carlton's ass in one thrust. "Thank you Jesus!" Carlton shouted. He wasn't a virgin and he obviously knew how to take cock and knew how to enjoy it. Whitey too must have appreciated and experienced bottom. He knew there was no need to be careful. Carlton could take anything he dished out. Coach eased in Jimmy slowly. Jimmy was tense but the desire to feel Coach's cock was really intense. He didn't complain. He slowly stretched Jimmy's ass. It may have hurt some, but Jimmy didn't loose his erection. Jimmy would wince once and a while, but his gut was coated in Jimmy's boy precum. Ron had been fucked many times before, but I sensed he wanted it slow. I have a good sized cock head and I forced it through, Ron's tight sphincter. I popped the head in and out several times and Ron began trying to grab it. His hole was massaging the tender connection between my head and the shaft. His legs were on my shoulders and suddenly my shaft was into the hilt. His sphincter closed tight grabbing my tube in a muscle vice and I felt as if Ron and I had merged. I felt as if my cock had linked with his gut and we were together forever. The clock struck twelve. I flooded Ron's insides with sperm. Jimmy's juice splattered on me as he shot over two prostrate bodies and hit me. I looked at Whitey. He looked relieved and drained. He had already unloaded. Carlton leaned over and gave Ron's cock two licks. Ron sprayed his face with cum. Whitey kept on pumping Carlton's ass. Even after he popped, Whitey had a lot of cock. Everyone but Carlton had shot off by now. The new year started in a flood of sperm. I felt wasted. After my cock drained in Ron's tight hole I pulled out and collapsed on the floor. I could hear Jimmy whispering his thanks to Coach. "I've never done a boy before." Coach said. "Was this our first time? Did I hurt you?" "It hurt some but was worth it." Jimmy said. "You can do that nay time you need relief. I'm always around." "Jimmy!" Whitey said. He was laughing. "You're a full-fledged member of the fraternity now. Peterson deposited your membership certificate in your ass." "Am I a member?" Carlton said. He alone still had a full erection. "My guess is we were renewing membership." Whitey said as we all laughed. "I love to get you off, but I need a rest." "I think of it as a master class!" Carlton said. "I'm fine." He glanced at Ron and I saw they had a plan for later. I made my apologies and the group broke up. Jimmy gave me a ride home. "You won't tell anyone, will you?" He asked in the car. "I'm kind of embarrassed." "Of course I won't! You're a fool if you are feeling embarrassed." I said. "Everyone there likes you and liked seeing you have a good time. Whitey seems to think I'm the village slut. I should be embarrassed." I paused. "You liked Coach?" "Shit yes. I've been dreaming about him since 8th grade." Jimmy said. "When I saw him naked, I'd never been more turned on in my life." "You didn't want to be screwed did you?" "No, but Coach told me the rules straight out." Jimmy said. "I didn't want to like it but my cock told me something different. I've never shot off hands free before. I thought it would be disgusting, but it was too exciting for me to notice." We were at my house by now. "Do you want to come in?" I asked. "I'd love to, but I'd better go home and get my head straight" Jimmy said. I got out of the car, into the house and almost fell asleep on the stairs to my bedroom. New Years Day I packed for the trip back to school. My parents returned. They had a good time at the wedding and Mom was guilty about leaving me alone so she cooked my favorite diner and we had a nice time. I left for school the next day and didn't get home again until the next summer. I had a full time job for the entire summer for the first time in my life working in the local book store. It served the local college. Since it was summer, some of the regular staff was on vacation for most of the time I worked there, and I spent a lot of time restocking text books. I hadn't occurred to me that moving books was heavy physical labor, but I was wiped out for the first month I was there. Eight hours a day, every day of the week was a new experience for me. By the end of the summer I was accustomed to it, and I had also built up some muscles. Weight lifters have nothing on a guy lifting a box of books onto the top shelf. I was at the cash register when Whitey came in at noon on a Friday afternoon in the late summer. "Ed, good to see you!" He said. "You're looking good. Working out?" I jokingly flexed my arms. "Yep!" I said. "It's been the textbook weightlifting competition every day here. I've never been so sore in my life!" Whitey laughed. "I remember the first summer I worked for my father at the tire store." Whitey said. "I couldn't believe you were supposed to do it all day long! " He lowered his voice. "Have you seen any friends this summer?" "It's been quiet. I've been living like a monk, but I'd love to get together again." "I'm having some friends over to the camp this weekend. I know it's short notice, but it would be great if you could come?" Whitey asked. "I have nothing planned, but I don't know if I can get away. I haven't checked with my folks." I said. "Your Dad is off to a golf match in Ottawa, and I think your mother was thinking about going along." He said. I was surprised he knew more about my parent's plans than I did. "You're not going?" He was the best golfer in town. "Nope, sprained my back this morning. Just called your Dad to see if he could substitute." Whitey said. "He's going. "You can admire the results of your work there last year." I called Mom and could almost hear the relief in here voice when I said I might go to Whitey's camp. Ottawa was the nearest big city to us in the North Country. She liked to shop and eat at good restaurants. They had no problem going solo, unaccompanied by a teenaged boy. With that arranged, Whitey said he'd pick me up at my house at 4:30. I got off of work at 3:00. We closed early on Friday ‘s in the summer. I got home packed, and was ready. Mom was in her own packing frenzy. Ottawa was a dressier place than Marshall and she needed her good clothes to look right. Whitey showed up on time and we drove off. "Glad you could make it." Whitey said. "I was having some friends over and one specifically asked for you." "Ron?" I asked. "Nope." Whitey answered. "Coach Peterson. He was bringing a friend with him and he thought He'd like you." "Am I getting a reputation? " I asked. "That's embarrassing." Whitey laughed. "No, I don't think so." He said. "At least if you are, it's in a small part of the population. Peterson must have enjoyed you. I would have guessed that he would want Jimmy again." "I didn't know that Jimmy had it in him." I said. "To enjoy himself that much." "I know what you mean. I was lucky." Whitey said. "That old petty officer taught me it was ok to like sex, and to like sex with men. He admitted it and it rubbed off on me. Lots of guys love it, but can't admit they love it. They spend their entire life wanting it and never letting themselves go." "It's difficult." I said. "You're taught that it all dirty and a sign of depravity." "It seems to me that you had no trouble enjoying when you let me in your ass?" Whitey said. "I was so overwhelmed I forgot to be demure!" I said laughing. "If I could have thought straight maybe I would have." Whitey turned on the gravel road that went to his camp. A deer jumped at us and we almost hit us. I lost my train of thought. We were soon at the camp, and unloading the car.