Date: Tue, 15 Oct 2002 04:17:29 -0700 (PDT) From: Bob Archman Subject: Uncle Ken 4 Uncle Ken 4 By Bald Hairy Man. Contact me at bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com. This story is all fantasy, all gay and mostly bear. If you don't like that, Don't read it! I was hoping for a sex filled night, but I fell asleep when we got home from the restaurant. It was a fancy restaurant, I had never been to a good restaurant before and it was an all new experience for me. For my parents, food was a necessity not a pleasure. The food was great and I ate too much. When I got home I crashed and slept until nine. The smell of bacon woke me. Ken had made breakfast and he had made an omelet. That too was a new experience. We had a nice lazy morning. That afternoon Ken had to go off to a Veteran's meeting. I was alone for the afternoon. I was also horny as hell. At one thirty I got a call. It was Father Bill. "Tommy?" "Yes." "This is Father Bill," he continued. "I was wondering how you were doing? That was a lot for you to do in one day." "Thanks for asking," I said, "but I'm fine. Never felt better." "No guilt, no regrets?" he asked. "None." I said, adding. "I thought you were the one to feel guilt." Bill laughed. "I was kind of expecting it, but I'm still waiting for it to develop." he said. "I had such a good time I couldn't seem to work up a good case of guilt. I actually would love to do it again." "I feel the same. Ken has gone to a meeting, I'm alone for the afternoon." I said. "Are you alone." There was a pause on the other end of the line. "No, I had a couple of friends over for the afternoon." he said. There was a long pause. "I was talking with my friends." Bill said slowly. "It turns out that we all share some of the same interests." "We do?" "Yes, I had no idea until this afternoon." Father Bill said. "I think they would like you a lot." He paused again. "Any chance you might like to come over and meet them?" It was clear Bill had no idea what I would say. "I might." I said. "I don't know if, well, you know, if things would work out." "I think they would understand that." Bill said. "Do you know where my house is?" "Sort of, can you give me directions?" I asked. I was lucky I asked. I thought he lived in the rectory next door to the church. That building was offices now. He lived in a house in a new suburban area. I told him I would be there in ten or fifteen minutes. The house was on the edge of town in a wooded area. While I had driven by the site many times, I didn't realize there was a house in the woods. It was an older farmhouse, surrounded by wide porches. I knocked on the door and Father Bill answered. "It's good to see you again." he said, "Come on in and I will introduce you to my friends." Two men were waiting in the living room. "Tommy, this is Frank and Julio. Frank went to school with me, Julio was a few years behind us." Frank was tall, thin, bald and bearded. His blond hair was streaked with gray, but his eyes were a sparkling , clear blue. He smiled as he shook my hand. Julio was shorter, a bit stocky and clearly Mexican, or south American. He was coffee brown with pitch black hair, a bushy mustache and brown eyes. I would have guessed he was Indian, but his hair was curly. He spoke good English with only a hint of an accent. I liked what I saw and must have been looking them over more obviously than I had thought. "Do you like what you see?" Julio asked. "I do." I admitted. I immediately knew they liked what they saw. They weren't as obvious as me, but I knew. We talked for awhile and got along. I had a beer and got more relaxed. The conversation got very frank. "Bill told us about your get together yesterday. Was it as good as he said it was?" Frank asked. "It sure was for me" I answered. "I don't have much experience, but I didn't seem like it could get much better." "Did it bother you that it was with men you hardly knew?" Julio asked. "I hadn't seen it that way." I answered, " but I guess it didn't. I must have been enjoying it too much to notice." Julio smiled. "That's the way it affects me." Julio admitted. "No strings sex is underrated." "It's funny, for years I preached on the need for meaningful relationships in sexual relations. I seems to me now, sex can be good regardless." Frank said. "It was a shock, but a pleasant one." "You are new to this?" I asked. "Sort of, I made the discovery five or six years ago." Frank answered. "I played some when I was a kid with my brothers and their friends." Julio said. "I became a priest because I was worried about it. The urges became too great a few years ago." He looked at me. "I like younger guys, but I can't do anything about it." I recalled the comment the day before, when Fred said I was a Methodist. "You are looking for young guys who aren't Catholic?" "I'm kind of embarrassed to say so, but yes." Julio admitted. "I guess it's part of the no strings sex thing. Sex with a priest has all sorts of associations with Catholics. It's easier with guys who don't care. I like guys who are into sex as fun, not as a path to salvation, or as a guilty pleasure." "You had sex with your brothers?" Frank asked. "I did, but I didn't know it was sex." Julio said. "It was just play. I was one of the younger kids and my brothers and cousins used to play around. I watched them and eventually got to join in. I wanted to be like them. I wanted a big cock and wanted to copy what they did. My favorite brother fucked me for the first time and I loved it. He was about your age Tommy. We got a new priest and he told us it was all evil, a mortal sin. I was shocked and terrified." "Is that why you became a priest?" Bill asked. "Yes, I thought if I could be as good as a man could be, I could make up for the sin." Julio explained. "A few years ago, I realized I had been a good man, but I still felt the same urges I had with my brothers years before. I think I was thinking that God would make me overcome the feelings." "He didn't, did he?" "Not at all. At first it thought of it as an unanswered prayer." Julio said. "I finally realized I wasn't forgiven because there was nothing to forgive. It wasn't a sin. I didn't want to force anyone into having sex. I didn't want to rape or intimidate, I just wanted to share a sexual experience with another man. I remembered how good it had felt to be with my brothers, all of us using our cocks to give and get pleasure." "The enjoyment is so total. My experience was different." Frank added. "Several years ago, I was gaining weight and went to the YMCA. I had never been around nude men before. I think I had been using full clerical garb as a defense against reality. I was always dressed in black with a collar. At the Y, I was shocked at the naturalness and openness of the nudity in the showers. Not shocked, liberated. I guess I must have spent a good while in the showers and the sauna wallowing in the nudity. Eventually a guy made a pass at me in the steam room. I told him no and explained I was a priest." "I was afraid he would be insulted, but he didn't seem to mind. He told me he was looking for a little fun, not true love" Frank continued. "A week later, I made a pass at him. We went to his house. I had told him, I didn't know if I would like it." "I bet you did." I said. "Is it that obvious?" Frank asked. "No," I said laughing. "It's just that I loved it so much from the start. I thought I would try it a little and discovered there was nothing I didn't like." "Well, it was the same for me." Frank continued. "My friend from the Y was the perfect guide to the world of man sex. It was exciting, fun, but no stress. He wanted to have a good time and liked me enough to take me along for the ride. Lou taught me men can't hide anything when your naked . I was embarrassed I was hard. He told me there was no way to hide it, no way for your partner to not notice you were leaking precum, no way to pretend you weren't spurting cum. He said, you might as well stop worrying and go with it. Just let go and enjoy it." "Have you done that?" Bill asked. Well, if this afternoon turns out the way I'm hoping, you all will know soon enough." Frank said. "I would hate for anyone to think I'm a hot Latin who can't keep his hormones in check," Julio said, "but I'm a hot Latin who can't keep his hormones in check. We've danced around the subject long enough, are we going to play or not?" "I'm game!" I said, "Are you?" "I am, with one condition." Julio said. "No theological musings! I want all cock play, all fun." "Damn." I said. "I'm not sure about that." The three men looked crestfallen. I waited a second or two. "I was hoping for some ass play too." The three men burst into laughter. "I think we can accommodate that easily enough." Bill said. "As a mater of fact, I think we all can accommodate you." Julio said. "Bill, where is the bedroom?" with that we went upstairs. As Uncle Ken told me, every new cock is exciting. Julio was the first to get naked. He had a hairy chest with curly hair and a uncut cock poking out of his pubic bush. The head looked fat, but the foreskin must have overlapped it by a good inch. It looked as if it were half way up the tube. Frank was covered in short blond hair and his cock was long. His balls were big and hung low. I think he was uncut, but he was already too hard by the time I took a look to tell. Julio was on his knees at my cock immediately. Frank and Bill joined me. Julio alternated sucking both of our cocks. He obviously loved it. I felt out Frank. His balls looked huge, but when you cupped them, they felt heavy. "You sure have the baby making equipment." I said. "Do you shoot big loads?" "I make a terrible mess." Frank said apologetically. "Cum everywhere. I hit the ceiling once." "There's an easy way to solve that problem." I said. Frank looked puzzled. He obviously didn't know what I was talking about.' "I kind of like the taste of cum." I said by way of explanation. "You'd do that?" he asked. I had been fondling his balls and my hand felt a drip. I looked at his cock and saw he had so much precut it was dripping down his cock shaft to his balls. I stroked his cock and a big glob of the natural lubricant emerged. "Sure. No one has sucked you while you were shooting?" Bill asked. "No, never." Frank said. Julio had me pretty hot, so I pulled away from him and got to my knees. I wanted to sample Frank's cock juice. It was sweet and plentiful. His cock head was almost bisected by the slit. Precum was flowing from the opening. I squeezed his balls and the flow increased. Frank moaned. His cock was long and the head was big, but it curved down and was easy to deep throat. I deep throated him, then tried to swallow. He moaned again. I pulled back only sucking his head. The edge of the head, where it joined the shaft, was real tender. I would lap up the ooze, then run my tongue around. Frank shuddered and went crazy. Frank was responsive to every move I made. He moaned and told me how much he liked what I was doing. His verbal enthusiasm was matched by the pre cum. If I did something he liked, I both heard it and tasted it. I felt appreciated. I have to admit, I liked having my cock being appreciated by Julio as I sucked Frank. Julio was good. His interest included by cock, balls and worked his tongue into my ass too. I was having a great time. I don't remember when I realized there was a tongue in my ass and on my cock. I was the focus of all three men's attention. We rotated and I sucked Julio, Frank moved to my cock. Julio's cock was fat and completely enshrouded in foreskin, even when it was hard. I got my tongue inside the skin and licked Julio's head. The taste of pre cum was stronger than Frank's. I realized there was no way for the fluid to escape the skin, so it collected. Julio's head and the inside of his foreskin were even more sensitive than Frank's mushroom. Julio had a classic, beer can cock, thick and stubby. Eventually I licked up all the pre cum, peeled back the foreskin and munched on his head. While I did this, I began searching out his ass hole. After his story about being fucked by his favorite brother, I guessed he wanted my cock in his ass. He shivered as my finger touched his hole. He opened up his ass. There was no resistance at all. Julio moaned, my finger went in and I rammed his prostate. Every time my finger rammed it, it was like an electric shock going through his body. His chute quivered. I knew he wanted my cock in his ass, but suddenly I wanted to get my cock in as much as he did. He was ready and I was ready. Bill and Frank must have realized it. They rearranged themselves and somehow my cock was at his hole. Julio was on his back. I was standing with my cock rock hard. I stroked his thick meat. His skin covered the cock head again, so I peeled it back and exposed the purple gland. "Hold up his leg so we can watch." Frank said. Julio was now spread open. I pushed and my cock head popped in without effort. Frank and Bill guided my cock into Julio. They were playing with Julio's sphincter, using my cock as a dildo. Julio was moaning. "Grab the cock head, Julio!" Frank urged. Clamp down on it. Make Tommy work for your ass. Tighten it up, give him a little fight!" Julio tried. I was all the way out and his ass returned to a tight pucker from the gaping hole. I had been in and out of Julio's sphincter a dozen times already, so he had no real ability to keep me out. He did try to tighten a bit, but he wanted my cock in his ass so bad, it was a half hearted effort. My movements were directed by Frank, who enjoyed his friends pleasure. I had no more than two or three inches of penetration. With no warning, Frank pushed my ass hard and I was fully lodged. Julio was all but crying in ecstasy. Julio's ass was hot and inviting. While his hole was loose, inside the tunnel it was tight, like a rubber glove, snug. Every inch of my cock was in contact with his tunnel, more importantly, every nerve bonded with one of his. When I began to pull out it was spectacular. I thought I was hard. But when I fucked him, my cock expanded another size. As I got harder, Julio's ass got tighter. I took control from Frank and began to fuck at my own speed. My pace seemed to be perfect for Julio. His cock was growing as much as mine. I felt a lubricated finger at my ass. It was Frank. I felt so good fucking Julio, I figured a little ass play wouldn't dampen my enthusiasm one bit. Frank pressed deeper in my ass in rhythm with my thrust into Julio's ass. It was good, but got better. Frank's cock was right behind his finger. I don't know exactly how he got it in my ass. It went straight up into my hole and fit perfectly. It was long and thin. I could feel his mushroom traveling up my ass. It hit every good spot. As Frank pressed deep, I pressed deeper into Julio. It felt so good I didn't want to shoot. I wanted it to keep it going forever, but I couldn't stop pumping. Julio sprayed me with cum. His climax was more like an explosion than an orgasm. His ass tightened as he ejaculated. That was enough to make me shoot. Frank began to moan. I knew he was rear loading me.