Date: Mon, 6 Oct 2014 22:16:47 -0400
From: bldhrymn@aol.com
Subject: My Year Off 4

My Year Off 4
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
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Joe and Jackson hit it off. I was essentially an observer as they
frolicked. I would not have thought that was good, but I enjoyed watching
and helping from time to time. I was nice to see them enjoying it so much.
Joe was an enthusiastic man, but Jackson tended to hold back. He lost it
when Jackson had three or four inches of his cock safely lodged in his
ass. It must have been a perfect fit.

Jackson was moaning and twitching as Joe worked his magic.  He knew it was
good too, and he played Jackson like a violin. Given the intensity of their
sexual coupling, I was surprised to see how long they lasted. Joe seemed to
know when he needed to slow down and let Jackson get his bearings.

This surprised me too. Joe was an aggressive fucker. Sometimes he seemed
frenzied as he pounded Jackson's hole, yet he was always in control.  Not
only was he in control of his own cock, he seemed to be very much in
control of Jackson. The sex was so intense Jackson was out of it most of
the time.

Joe like to edge. He told me during a lull, that if his playmate popped,
the intensity of the feeling diminished. "I may still be fully loaded and
hard as a rock, but once my playmates shoots something is missing," he
said. "Technically his ass is the same, but it feels different. Knowing
that his balls are full and desperate to get out of their tight confines
excites me."

"What about your own balls?" I asked.

"I like them over filled and building up a head of steam," he replied. "One
pal told me it feels like a fire hose going off in his ass.  When he felt
it, he shot off. He told me it was the best orgasm he had ever felt.  That
had only happened a few times, but it was great. It was me, his ass and a
flood of sperm that did the trick." He looked at me. "Do you eat the
stuff?"

"Sometimes when I'm excited," I replied.

"I like that. When I go to the trouble to make the stuff and then get all
hot and bothered to shoot it, it's nice when a guy appreciates it," he
said.

"Do all of your pals take it in the ass?"

Some do and some don't," he said.

"Does it bother you when they don't," I asked.

"I figure I'm a guest in his ass.  I need to be polite and do what he
wants," Joe said. "I bottom once and a while. I hate it when I guy ignores
me. Sometimes they treat me as an inanimate tool, not as a man."  He looked
at Jackson. "Are you ready for more?"

Jackson nodded and Joe's cock slid into his ass effortlessly. Fifteen
minutes later the shared a joint orgasm. It was beautiful.

On the drive back home, Jackson asked me if he had made a fool of himself.

"Not at all. You and Joe hit it off. It was nice," I said.

"Did you watch the whole thing?" he asked. I knew he had been out of it,
but hadn't realized how out of it.

"I sure did. Joe's a handsome man, and you were looking good," I said. "You
both enjoyed it so much, how you could not enjoy watching?" We talked a
little longer and then I left him at his house.

I had a quiet week at work. Nothing broke and nothing unexpected turned
up. Several reports were due to the Department of Environmental
Quality. They were time consuming but not demanding.  My parents dropped by
for two days and they went off on a trip to Arizona and the South West.
They would be gone a month and a half. They asked me to keep an eye on the
camp.  That was not a problem.

The camp was on a small lake or more correctly a pond. There were only six
camps on it.  My parents were the youngest of the residents. Only two camps
were occupied, everyone else was too old or occupied to visit this
year. There had been ten of fifteen kids on the lake when I was young. Not
it was quiet and peaceful.

I drove out Friday night to see how thing were the weekend after my parents
left. I assumed everything was fine, but it was always possible something
was left on, or there was something in the refrigerator. All was well. My
mother and dad were good about that sort of thing.

The lake was awash in wildlife and mountain flora. I had been interested in
that as a kid and my interest rekindled. I was sitting on the lawn facing
the lake when a canoe came up.

"Hello!" a man called. "Are you new here?" he asked.

"Sort of, sort of not. I used to come here as a kid. My folks are away and
I was checking the house for them. I'm Andy Smith." The man pulled his
canoe out of the water and came over to me.

"I'm Teddy Miller," he said. "I bought the Casson house on the other side
of the pond. They said you might come by. They asked me to keep an eye on
the place.  It is secluded here."  Teddy was forty-five or so. He was well
groomed and preppy looking.  I had brought a six-pack with me and offered
him a beer. We sat down and talked. He was an insurance agent from a town
50 miles to the north.

He told me that we were the only ones on the lake this weekend. The only
other resident was off at a wedding in Georgia. They would be away for two
weeks.

"You will have the lake to yourself," I said.

"Some friends and coming tomorrow, so I won't be lonely," he said. Teddy
rearranged his balls in his shorts. Somehow, when he was done, they were
more evident than before. I made a few adjustments in my crotch area. Teddy
smiled.

"I'd ask you to join us, but it might not be the sort of thing you are
into," he said. "We are all old guys. There is no one your age coming." He
scratched his balls again.

"Don't worry, I'm planning a quiet weekend," I said. "I can entertain
myself."

"We can all entertain ourselves. Sometimes it fun to entertain each other,"
he said he said with a smile.  "I need to warn you. Some of my pals like to
skinny dip."

It was my turn to smile. "I'll try to bear up. I think I see a naked man
every time I take a shower," I said. "I won't be shocked." We talked a
little longer and Teddy returned to his house in the canoe.

I slept well that night in the cool mountain air. I also got up in the
middle of the night and looked at the star filled sky.  There was no man
made light and it was perfectly clear. Trees made it had to see the stars
to the south, but the lake was to the north and it was spectacular.  It was
cold the next morning, but warmed up quickly.

I took our canoe around the lake. I soon discovered that I was out of
shape. I hadn't paddled in years. I enjoyed it but I was sore. Teddy saw me
and waved at me. "Come on in, and I'll show you what I have done to the
house. I did, primarily because I needed a rest.

He had all but rebuilt the Casson house.  It had been a rustic camp. From
the outside, it still looked rustic. Inside it was very nice, not quite
luxurious, but distinctly up-scale. We were talking in the kitchen when two
naked men joined us.

"You have company!" one man said. "I think we are under dressed! Are you
one of Teddy's new friends?"

"I don't mind a casual dress code," I said. "I am a neighbor and just met
Teddy last night. There is a good chance we could become friends."

"My naked friends are Al and Leo DeLuca," Teddy said. "This is Andy, the
son of the Smiths who live on the other side of the lake. Al and Leo are
not as shy as they might be. They are brothers and the owner and chef of
the Roma Restaurant in town." Both men were olive skinned, hairy men. Leo
was short, bald and bearded; Al was tall, bald and more bearded. Both men
were beefy, but not fat. Beefy, fat and uncut described their cocks.

"My parents have mentioned the Roma. They go there when they want real
Italian food," I said. "You certainly look like you are real Italians." I
had more than just glanced at their genitals. They did not seem to mind
that at all. I did not want to overstay my welcome. "I have some Pop Tarts
waiting for me on the other side of the lake, so I'd better get along.

When I said the words "Pop Tarts" Al and Leo had a look of absolute horror
on their faces. It was as if I had said an obscenity in front of a group of
nuns.

"I'm making breakfast. You will stay and have a real breakfast," Leo
said. It was an order. I stayed.

"Maybe we should dress," Al said.

"No need to do that, I like the scenery," I said.

"We are old men," Leo said.

"You look good to me," I replied. Breakfast was good. It was an
all-American feast with bacon, eggs, muffins and fruit. They ran an upscale
Italian restaurant, but opened for breakfast to serve the locals. Leo
explained that the breakfast brought people in, and they came back for
special event dinners. My parents thought the food was expensive, but worth
it.

It was clear that the get together was going to be gay and mostly
naked. Leo felt me out under the table. I assumed it was not going to be
platonic.  Teddy took me aside when Leo and Al were doing the dishes.

"We would love to have you join us this afternoon.  I assume you have
figured out the basics," Teddy said. "You don't seem to be the shy type. No
one who is coming is exactly a blushing virgin, and most can't remember
their virgin days."

"I'm a bit new to the scene, but the virgin problem is settled and in my
past," I said. "I like sex with men a lot."

"Liking man sex is an understatement for most of my guests," Teddy
said. "That goes for me too. The first time the men came over it was mostly
oral.  Do you have a problem with anal?"

I smiled. "I think of anal as an opportunity not a problem."

Teddy laughed. "A new top would be exciting for the men.  If you entertain
on the back porch, that would be even better. There will be ten or twelve
guys here." He paused. "No one is shy and it tends to be open. Is that a
problem?"

"I've done threesomes. I like that a lot." I said. I went back to my camp
to lock it up and returned to Teddy's place just before lunch.

Several men had arrived. They were on the lawn, naked or wearing
speedos. The lots on the lake were big and wooded.  You could not see from
camp to neighboring camp. My camp was barely visible on the other side of
the lake.

Teddy was in the house but Al introduced me to the other guests. There was
one man under forty, Rob.  He was muscular and had a crew cut.  I suspected
he was a military man. He was with an older man named Henry. Henry was in
his fifties and looked like a former football player who no longer worked
out. Rob wore a speedo; Henry was nude and adjusted his equipment when we
met.

I met Ernie, a tall, thin, very hairy plumber, and Wolf, a biker type who
was a building contractor. I went to the house and saw Teddy. He was with
Leo making lunch. He said if I wanted to dress more appropriately, I could
leave my clothes in the den.  I did as he asked and rejoined the men on the
lawn.

I do not get out in the sun much. Ernie and Rob had suntan lotion and were
nice and thorough about making sure I was covered. Rob has discarded his
speedo. His ass wasn't tanned like the rest of his body.  Ernie and I
helped him with that.

Three men arrived just before lunch, Oliver, Jules and Mark. Oliver and
Jules were older men. They seemed to like the bearded woodsman look.  Mark
was the youngest man at the party, except for me. We had a spectacular
lunch. It was just sandwiches and salads, but Leo had a knack for making
simple food exceptional.

I sat with Jules and Rob. Jules was an interior decorator from Syracuse. He
had done Teddy's house. While he was well equipped, he referred to his
genitals as still life. Jules did mention his ass still worked. He was open
in his conversation and not shy. He told us that everyone else's equipment
was in full working order.  He looked at Rob.  "I see you can take care of
yourself. Andy, I suspect you are a polite boy, and tend to be nice to your
elders," Jules said. "Everyone would love to have some fun with you. You
can pick and choose anyone you want. You have as much fun as you want. No
one will complain."

"Is this going to be an orgy?" I asked.

"I don't think that is exactly the right word," Jules said. "It is an
afternoon at the lake with potential. There is beautiful scenery, lots of
fresh air, good conversation and good food. Most of the men here are old
friends and longtime partners."

"No cheating allowed?" Rob asked.

"It is a chance to have some variety. You can enjoy an interlude with other
men as long as it is open and in plain sight. When my partner was alive, he
loved it. He liked to spread his wings and have some fun with new men,"
Jules said.

"Did that bother you?" I asked.

"The first time we came here it was worrisome," Jules said. "When we got
home we had the best sex we had had in years. It was wild." he paused. "I
would hate to sound like a slut, but fucking him with another man's sperm
in his ass was a real turn on."

"Did he discover any surprises in your ass?" Rob asked.

"He thought I was all oral in my tastes. Teddy had cured me of that
problem," Jules said. "My partner liked Teddy a lot and I told him Teddy
semen lubricated my love tunnel.  That excited him."

Teddy came over and joined us. "Is Jules giving you his advice to the
lovelorn?" he asked. "Don't believe anything he says."  Jules laughed and
we chatted for a while. It was a beautiful day, sunny and warm. Jules and
Rob went off to talk with friends.

"I hope you understand this is a party, not an orgy," Teddy said. "I don't
discourage anyone from having fun, but it's not required. Everyone does his
own thing. This is your first time here. The men are curious and want to be
friendly."

"I don't feel pressured," I replied. Ernie, Oliver, Wolf and Mark were in
the lake now; I joined them and played in the water.  The water was warm by
local standards. Wolf and Ernie were good swimmers. Oliver and Mark played
in the water with me.  Oliver was the first man to feel me out.

Mark worked at the local hardware store. He was thirtyish, tall, somewhat
hairy and dumpy looking.  He had a look of a man who spent a lot of time
playing computer games. He was not sophisticated or shy. He came over to us
and felt us both out.  Finding Oliver' hand on my balls didn't bother him
at all.

"I'm new here," Mark said. "My balls are loaded to the brim. What are the
ground rules? Do I go in the bushes and see who joins me?"

Oliver and I had checked out his equipment. It was on the high side of
average and rock hard.

"There is no need to hide in the bushes," Oliver said. "No one will bother
you. They will watch, but not interfere. We ae all members of the same
fraternity."

"I fucked a guy once. It was great," Mark said. "Is anyone here willing to
take it?"

Oliver laughed. "As far as I can tell everyone is willing; most would be
eager to help you out," he said. "Do you bottom?"

Mark blushed.  "I've done it. I was the student manager for the football
team," he said.  "It wasn't very good. It was better than nothing." Ernie
swam over to us.

"Are you guys solving the problems of the world?" he asked.

"My new friends here have fully loaded balls and want to know where to
drain them," Oliver said. "They wanted to know the ground rules. Mark wants
to fuck."

"I have great news for you guys; this is your lucky day!" Ernie cried. "I
am ready, willing and able to meet your needs. In fact, I would bet that
every man here is willing to help you out."

"They would let me fuck them?" Mark asked.

"Oh yes," Ernie said. "As Dorothy said, "I don't think we are in Kansas
anymore. By the way, I lubricated my ass earlier. I am ready!"

We got out of the water. Oliver had a blanket. Ernie and Mark worked things
out.  My cock and Oliver's tonsils had a good time. Mark's cock fit Ernie's
ass and Oliver enjoyed me.

Mark liked making deep strokes, pulling all the way out and then shoving it
in deep. Ernie liked that, but it provided good viewing for the other
men. Keeping the cock lodged deep in the ass may feel good, but it is not
much to look at. Several men came over to take a closer look.  Mark
discovered he enjoyed being a star and having an audience. He was well
equipped, but not overly so. There were a number of men willing to try it
on for size.

Mark told me later that he had only done it with the lights on once or
twice. He was terrified of being caught.  It was liberating to do it
openly. Ernie had been a revelation too. "It was almost as if his ass was
kissing my knob!" Mark said. "I had never been with a man that hairy.  I
didn't expect his hairy hole. That hole just opened wide and swallowed my
cock. He loved it."

Oliver was what is technically is called an old codger. He was a Polar Bear
too, but the codger aspect was dominant. He would never be used as a model
for Santa on a Christmas card. He was a good man and well liked. I was nice
to him and that seemed to get me points.

The Italian Brothers came over to thank me. They were gay, but did not play
with each other. They were affectionate together, but they stopped short of
genital involvement. Al sucked me as I sucked Leo and that seems to hit the
spot for them. They found threesomes and foursomes attractive.

They were good cooks and gourmets. I had the feeling Al thought my cock was
a rare dish and he wanted to savor it. Leo had an impressive cock if you
like them thick, but it was the special sauce that made it special. They
were both outgoing and generous men.  We switched around and I sucked Al as
his bother took care of me. Leo's cock juices were plentiful and rich.

Al liked sucking my balls and rimmed my hole too. Most of the men were
watching Mark and Ernie, so we were sort of private. Al spread my legs and
nudged his knob onto my ass. It slipped in easily. I wanted it so much I
forgot to tell him I wasn't into being fucked right them.

"Damn Leo, he is tight but it's smooth as silk in him," Al whispered.  That
was when Leo popped. He flooded my mouth with his Italian sperm. I sucked
it up until he stopped ejaculating. Leo pulled away. Al bent over and
kissed me. When he tasted his brother's sperm in my mouth, I felt him
squirting into my ass. He was intensely excited. So was I. Somehow, I knew
that later that weekend, Leo would be unloading in my ass as he ate Al's
sperm from my mouth.