Date: Sun, 16 Dec 2018 21:47:55 -0500
From: bldhrymn@yahoo.com
Subject: Catfish Meets Santa 3

Catfish Meets Santa 3
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
bldhrymn@yahoo.com

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On Christmas Eve we made the bicycle, tricycle and scooter distribution. We
also brought sweaters and coats. That was a busy and enjoyable day. There
were many happy parents who would have presents under the
tree. Mrs. Berkley had worked her magic and clothing stores had donated
overstocks and some items that would be out of style next year. Their
staffs had wrapped them with beautiful ribbons and bows and they looked
spectacular. I overheard one mother saying she had never given a present
that still had the store tags on them.

Denny drove me home. "Catfish, did you think I was a complete asshole when
you first met me?" he asked.

I laughed. "I never thought you were an asshole. I did think you were young
and might have a hard time when you got older," I said. "I also saw how
much you enjoyed being an elf. It wasn't just a job to you was it?"

"It was fun. I hope that you enjoyed my cock. It wasn't a chore was it?" he
asked. "I didn't do much in return. I'm sort of afraid of your cock. It is
impressive, and I think of it a lot, but I can't see it in my ass."

"Denny, there are many worse things for me than being fucked by a
good-looking young guy. I had a fantasy that I was taking every drop of
sperm from your balls, and I was surprised your balls didn't shrink!" I
said. He was still laughing when dropped me off at my office. There, I had
a complete report from the Richmond Police on the scam on my desk. That
made for interesting reading on Christmas day.

On the day after Christmas, Gus had a little party.  He had asked me who
had been involved in the investigation and who might enjoy a party. He told
me this was a party to let off steam after the Christmas rush. Gus was not
always refined. He said there wasn't going to be an exchange of gifts, but
you could trade anything you had stored in your balls. He also mentioned
that it would be clothing optional as long as you selected the naked
option.

Templeton came with Thomas and Billy Boy. I brought Red Dog, Dewey and the
Kid.  Gus had made friends with Jimmy and his partner Lewis. Roger and
Denny were there. Gus invited Maxey, a former chef who worked for him and
Mini, a sou-chef who worked with him. Mini was a joke nickname.

I gave everyone an update on the investigation. It had all been kept quiet
until the investigations were finished.  The Richmond operation had been
closed with multiple arrests. Bambi had been helpful to the police because
she knew who had been involved as a leader and who had been worker
bees. That made it possible to clean the mess up quickly. The Police did
not charge the lower level workers.

I was not particularly detailed about the other operations. The main scam
was cleaned up, but in Europe they were on the trail of a Hit-Men-R-Us
company. They had been renting out hit men. Scotland Yard and the French
police were involved.

The party was in Gus's rec room which had its own kitchen and a grand
fireplace. The room was next to his bedroom and bath. It was cold that day,
but the fire took care of that. Everyone dressed warmly, and the heat soon
encouraged everyone to take off layers. Gus set the tone wearing only a
jock strap with Holley leaves embroidered on it. Mini was a scrawny,
hyperactive man wore a matching jock, but he had a hole for his cock to
protrude. Mini thought his cock was his best feature and he wanted to show
it off. Mini was a perceptive man.

Red Dog complained his underwear wasn't formal wear. Thomas told him that
his foreskin was dress up enough for him. Thomas was flying high. He had
met Billy-Boy who was both a gay Red Neck and a gifted artist. Billy
combined his interests in art and a fetish for sex with Red Neck men in one
package. Both men had difficult childhoods. Thomas had been isolated and
overly protected, Billy Boy had been isolated and under protected. They got
along well. I knew Tommy was a generous and skilled bottom. His ass became
Billy-Boy's Disneyland.

Maxey and Mini had been trained by Gus and they provided the food, which
was superb. It was clever, and just right for a post-Christmas
celebration-orgy. There was a lot of beer and wine, but the food was so
good we ate more than we drank and did not get drunk.

Gus's injuries had made heavy duty sex difficult, but he was nearly back to
normal. The combination of artists, bankers, rednecks and cooks was odd,
but everyone was in a good mood and shared common sexual interests. I
didn't know Lewis or Maxey and had never been with Dewey or the Kid, but I
figured lust would find a way.

I talked with Lewis. He was part-time professor of art and a collector. The
word dilettante jumped to mind when I met him. He was the second son of a
wealthy man who worked just enough to be respectable and not embarrass his
parents.

"This isn't your standard Christmas party is it?"  he whispered. "It seems
to be more like the Roman Saturnalia to me."

"It is the Saturnalia with a decorated tree," I replied.

Lewis laughed. "Johnny told me I could be as wild as I wanted to be as long
as I didn't have more sex than he did!" he said. "Some of the men are a bit
more .  .  . roughhewn than I am used to."

"I'm not sure you can tell a guy is a Red Neck when he's fucking you. Just
get on your hands and knees and don't look back. Think of this as a men's
club with unusual admission policies," I said.

He laughed again, adding, "I love initiations!"

The Kid came over to us. "Cousin Red Dog said I needed to come over to you
to get some fucking lessons," he said.

"You don't know how to fuck?" I asked. As I had guesses, the Kid was more
impressive naked than dressed. He was muscular and would be a Bear when his
fur grew longer.

"I know how to fuck, but Red Dog tells me I lack finesse," the Kid
replied. "He says that you can get it in and the guy you're fucking is
still smiling!"

"I don't know if I can help you with the finesse," Lewis said, "But I do
have an itch in my ass that needs scratching."

"I can't scratch it, but I could stretch it some, then massage it maybe
give it a sperm bath," the Kid said.

"That sounds great," Lewis said.

"I need to warn you Lewis. You look like the kind of guy who likes every
hair in place. You may be hot and bothered when we're finished," I warned
him. he smiled

As we talked Thomas was bouncing on Billy Boy's cock. Thomas was playing a
Bronco Buster complete with a few "ride him cowboy" hoots.  Johnny had
straddled Billy Boy's face, so he could suck him.

When I looked back the Kid was in Lewis's ass and Lewis was giving him some
advice. The Kid liked to pull all the way out between thrusts. Lewis's ass
was quivering and almost kissed the Kid's cock as it slid in. The hole
stayed open when he pulled out and the Kid waited for it to close before he
re-entered. The fucking became more delicate as the Kid adjusted to the
delicate caresses of Lewis's ass lips.

Maxey came over to me as I watched them. "Do you want to play?" he
asked. "I'm pretty much willing to do anything you want." Maxey was tall,
stocky and hairy. He was built like a fur covered brick. He almost always
had a smile on his bearded face, but was never going to be a male model in
a fashion catalog. He wasn't fat yet, but I guessed, he would be a butter
ball by the time he was sixty.

"I'm an openminded guy. You tell me what floats your boat?" I
replied. Since I was sitting, I leaned over and licked his cock head which
was peeking out from his foreskin.  His balls were huge and precum oozed
from his slit. He shivered, so I licked more. The slit almost bisected his
knob and I could get the tip of my tongue into the cum tunnel.

"I'm afraid I'm going to shoot off," he moaned.

I looked up at him and asked, "That's why we are here, isn't it?" He had
two ejaculations, and then he calmed down.

"Is there more where that came from?" I asked.

"You like it?" he asked. "Most guys think it gross."

"It's the food of the gods, still warmed by your body and 100% home made,"
I replied.

"Gus told me you like to fuck. I have an itch in my ass. Could you take
your time?" he asked. I said that wasn't a problem. Maxey had lubricated
his ass, so I tentatively gave him a poke. He had a bottle of poppers in
his hand and he took a snort. I gave him a harder poke and a second later,
I had cleared his sphincter was deep in him. He wiggled his ass and I made
little thrusts to let him adjust so I fit better.

"If you took some poppers, could you do me battering ram style? If I ask
you to stop, don't do it. I want it bad," he said. I took a hit gave him
the bottle back and went at it. Maxey turned into a mass of sexually
charged flesh. When I built up some speed, he shot off. I pulled out. Gus
had recruited Red Dog and Templeton fuck and seed him. Gus knew what Maxey
wanted. Templeton went first. I happened to know that he enjoyed using cum
as a lubricant and he had a special affection for mine. He took his time,
savoring the sensation of my cock cream Maxey's tight hole.

I went to the large six-by-six-foot shower and met Lewis, Roger, Denny and
the Kid there. There was marble bench on one side for me. Roger had just
rear loaded Lewis and the sperm dripping from Lewis's ass glistened in the
light. Roger and Lewis were happy. The party was well beyond the getting to
know you phase.

"Your dripping," Denny said to Lewis. "It looks like my pal's." Everyone
was either erect of half hard. Lewis bent over exposing his hole. Denny
licked it. He went from semi-erect to hard, to being deeply embedded in
Lewis's ass in what seemed like seconds.

"Denny is my cum good lube?" Roger asked.

"It's smooth as silk," Denny replied. Denny had obviously loosened up and
was having no problem with Lewis who was in his fifties. Roger left the
shower and Billy Boy entered. He replaced Denny in Lewis's ass.

I was fully erect, and Denny came over to me.  He turned his back to me and
slowly impaled himself on my cock. He was well lubricated and while it took
some time, he was in control and took it all. After resting a little he
began to bounce. I think my cock connected with his prostate on the third
bounce, and all was well.

Several more guests arrived. They were Gus's brother and nephew. The nephew
came with his pal. They stripped immediately so they knew what they were
getting into. Ari, Gus's brother, was a smaller, shaggier version of his
brother. Michael, his nephew was in his mid-twenties, and was as tall as
Gus but thinner. The pal, Conrad, was a smaller, handsome man.

Gus was the perfect host and he introduced them. Ari and he were both
outgoing. Ari owned a restaurant too and he wasn't at all shy. Michael was
their sister's son and he was more reserved, as was his partner. They were
relieved to see some younger guys at the party.

Ari came over to me. "Gus told me about his one-legged friend. He thinks
highly of you," he said. "He told me you were memorable." He leaned closer
to me and asked, "Are any of these guys out of bounds?"

"Not that I can tell.  We are all open minded. There are no jealous lovers
here," I explained. "I assume you are open minded too?"

"That's an understatement. The boys are a bit shy," he replied.

"You might tell them this isn't a dating club. No one is looking for
lifetime connections. Their balls might be drained, or they may have taken
a few loads, but no one is looking for true love," I said. "The guys seem
to be mostly versatile, but they aren't pushy. By the way, no one needs to
worry about being rejected."

"Does that go for you too?" Ari asked. I nodded.

The party never became wild or rowdy. Ari had no problem making friends. He
was friendly and outgoing. He did not seem to have a shy bone in his body
and had the gift of gab. Michael and Conrad were quieter, but Denny and
Roger caught their eyes immediately. I think Red Dog and the Kid interested
them too.

Ari seemed to have a double dose of male characteristics. He had a deep
bass voice, a brawny body, was hairy like a Gorilla and had a thick,
stubby, uncut tool. Thomas and Lewis were attracted to him, as were
Templeton and Dewey.

I have been to a few gay sex parties before, and I noticed that the arrival
of new meat well after the party was underway tended to revive the
party. Everyone seemed to get a second breath. Michael and Conrad were good
looking. They seemed a little shy at first, but naked, erect men tend to
solve the shyness problem.

Ari wasn't technically handsome, but he was attractive to men who like
manly men. He was also sexually generous. His mouth, ass and cock were all
available for entertainment. Gus told me that Ari had no trouble
entertaining three men simultaneously.

Ari told me I was more cock than man. I wasn't sure what the meant, but it
turned out to be a compliment.  I sat on his cock to let him know I was
friendly. He had a short, thick, bulbous cock and huge balls. His cock was
like a sex toy that worked the prostate. He also seemed to know when I was
nearing an orgasm, and he pulled out.

"The night's young," he whispered in my ear." I was thinking you like to
save the fire works for later."

Billy Boy had been watching us. "That an oddly shaped cock. What does it
feel like inside you, Catfish?" he asked.

"He gives your prostate and sphincter a real workout. I can recommend it,"
I replied.

"Are your pals here diamonds in the rough or just rough," Ari asked with a
twinkle in his eye.

Before we could continue with the banter, Dewey came by. "I've never been
screwed by a fucking gorilla before," Dewey stated. "Would you mind fucking
a red neck ass?" Before Ari could answer, Dewey skewered himself on Ari's
tool. Both men moaned in obvious satisfaction.

A little later the party calmed down. the men were talking quietly and
licking whatever cock was nearest.

Ari stood up. "Boys, I want to wish you a Merry Christmas and thank you for
your very warm reception. I feel close to you, so close that some of us
have overlapped!" Ari said. There was some laughter. "It's hard to meet all
of you."

"Now, you may have guessed that I have led a sheltered life, mostly bird
watching and collecting stamps. I have noticed that we are naked and share
one or two common interests," he continued. "By my quick calculation there
is between twelve and thirteen feet of erect cock in the room. While I am
so pure and innocent that I am almost a virgin, I have heard of things that
I think are called daisy chains and fuck trains that might be possible if
we felt the urge. This strikes me as a rare opportunity."

"Given the season, daisies are out of season, but perhaps we could form a
wreath of happy men. This is a rare opportunity," he added. "As an
alternative or in addition to that we might link to form a train, or if you
prefer, we might imitate a ring of fornicating Reindeer connecting our
private parts in an intimate and joyful way."

"That sounds complicated," Thomas said. "Actually, it sounds complicated
and fun."

"I've had a bit too much to drink so it sounds fine to me," Templeton said.

"There is one technical question I have," Jimmy asked. "if we get over
excited, do we have to take the cum?

"Well since the room is carpeted you should take it, but you could spit it
out later," Ari suggested.

"Shit, I like the stuff. Come over to me and I will take it," Gus said.

"I can help you with that too, Uncle Gus." Michael said.

"I had no idea that sort of thing could be genetic," Ari remarked.

The wreath was successful, I was between Ari and Billy Boy. Gus called out
and asked us to suck the other way, so I sucked both Ari and Billy Boy. It
was soon evident that fuck train was going to be the main attraction.

Ari seemed to be experienced in staging fuck trains. As a man shot off, he
would leave the train and the ring of fornicating men would get smaller. At
first, I was fucking Thomas and being fucked by Mini. Mini shot like a fire
hose and lubricated my entire fuck tunnel.  He left, and the Kid entered my
hole. Thomas shot, left the ring and I entered Red Dog's behind.

Each of the men who remained had two loads in their behinds, so it was
easier for the fucker behind him. both Red Dog and the Kid were a
pleasure. When Red Dog popped, I ended Denny. Denny was tight, but after
taking three loads, he was open and loved me and my cock.

At the end it was only four me, Templeton fucked Ari, Ari fucked me, and I
fucked Gus. Ari popped. Templeton slid into me. We were old friends and
Templeton hit the groove. I rear loaded Gus. I was out of the running and
Templeton and Gus were the grand prize winners. There was generous
applause.

Michael was at my ass making a meal out of the sperm dripping from my
ass. Gus took care of Templeton's ass. The party was over. Ari, Michael and
Conrad stayed with Gus.

Roger and Denny took me home. Somehow when I woke the next morning, they
were in bed with me. Roger had fallen asleep with his cock in Denny. The
sperm collection in Denny's ass didn't seem to be a problem.