Date: Tue, 2 Sep 2008 18:26:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Smithy 5

The Smithy 5

By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story about gay men and gay sex. If you don't like that DON'T
read it. You have been warned. It is intended for adults to read, not for
minors. It is a fantasy, not a sex manual.  No effort to portray safe sex
practices has been made.  If you have any comments send them to
bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com.

In would have guessed that sex with a group of academics might be more
delicate and refined than that with working men.  I soon realized Sir
Edmund and Isaac Woolrich were interested in sex as sex, pure and
simple. Sir Edmund began to suck me the second we were naked. He wanted to
fuck and he wanted to be fucked. Isaac had the same interests. Their
interest in sex was totally uninhibited. It was as if fondling a man's
genitals or taking a cock in the ass was as ordinary as shaking hands, or
hugging a dear friend.

"The highest expression of human existence is the ability to feel
pleasure," Sir Edmund explained as he fondled my balls. "And no human
pleasure can equal that generated by the genitals. There are those who talk
of spiritual love and platonic relations, but as far as I can tell, they
are little more than fairy tales."

"Some have a fear of pregnancy. Child bearing is wondrous and terrifying,
creative of a child, but often destructive of the mother," he
continued. "But when your partners in the sexual experience are all men,
your mates and pals, there is no limit to the pleasurable potential."

I looked around the room as he spoke. Robin sat in Ram's lap. Ram held his
legs up so Ronnie had full access to Lord Cloverton's ass. I hadn't seen
Ronnie's tool, but it must have been long. The frantic begging that had
marked the initial penetration was now replaced by a slow moaning. Beside
me, the Earl was on his hands and knees. Billy was screwing him doggy
style.

Isaac and Jack joined us. They were both erect.

"Have you been giving our young friend a lecture on the pleasures of sex?"
Isaac asked.  He had an amused look on his face. "Jack doesn't need a
lecture. He can feel it."  Isaac bent over and licked Jack's member.

"Jack's a child of nature," Sir Edmund whispered in my ear. "You are a
proper English gentleman. It's hard for you to feel without guilt."

"What do you mean?"

"You have been warned that the pleasures of the flesh are sinful and evil,"
he explained. "A stiff upper lip, being true to your class, propriety and
good manners are all barriers to our true nature. We suppress our natural
inclinations and hide them from view."

"Can not our natural inclinations lead us astray?" I asked. Sir Edmund put
his arm around me and Jack. Isaac dropped to the floor where he could
minister to all three cocks. It may seem childish, but I was proud I had
the biggest of the three cocks. Sir Edmund had girth, but not length. It
was a hard and solid tube of flesh. Jack was average in size. Isaac seemed
to like all three of the organs and didn't show any favoritism.

Isaac looked up at me and I knew I was supposed to take his place. I was
game. Isaac had a long cock of moderate girth.  He head was big, but not
huge.  His balls were big. At first I thought he wasn't fully erect, since
his cock drooped. He was hard as steel. His cock curved in the opposite
direction from mine. From this angle I could swallow the entire
thing. There was no urge to choke or gag. It was a perfect fit.  When my
nose was buried in his bush I swallowed a few times. Isaac's cock twitched,
but he didn't shoot.

"That's a beautiful sight," Sir Edmund said.  "Does it feel as good as it
looks?"

"Oh yes," Isaac said.

I slowly pulled away and moved on to Sir Edmund's meat. There was no way I
could swallow his. I had been able to do it when I had first sucked him,
although even then it had been a mouthful.  Now he was fully erect. I
opened my mouth wide to take the head. It was a beautiful shade of bluish
lavender. He had been leaking man juice and the light of the fire sparkled
in the quivering drool. When I got the head in my mouth, my tongue sought
out the slit. The cum slit was wide as was the tunnel. Instead of licking
the slit, I tongue fucked it.

I don't know how deep in the shaft I got, but it seemed deep. My lips held
the tender flared edge of his cockhead and my tongue pushed into the
shaft. He was moaning. I moved on to Jack, but he was gone. Turning my head
I saw he was feeding at Isaac's cock. He had watched me take it all and was
trying to do the same. I returned my attention to Sir Edmund's organ. All
was well.

The evening was somewhat like a game of sexual musical chairs. We all
admitted our interests and Sir Edmund and Isaac's lack of shyness was
contagious. After an extended period of play, Ronnie brought out drinks and
cakes. I had been so preoccupied by the sex; I hadn't realized I was
hungry. We all were.

"Unless I am very mistaken we seem to be a most congenial group," Sir
Edmund remarked. "I have been in few groups of this size before. Everyone
is willing and open to the possibilities.  I confess to being intrigued by
the opportunities for shared orgasms, and multiple penetrations. I assume
Ram and the Earl have some knowledge of the Indian classic Kama Sutra. I
have never shared an ass with another man's cock. I have never screwed a
man when I was being screwed. Do any of you share my interests?"

"You know damn well I'm interested," Isaac said. "I have wanted to be in a
daisy chain of men, linked cock to mouth in a circle of lust. I want to
know if the pleasurable sensations are amplified by multiple participants."
Each member of the group expressed interest and willingness.  I wondered if
Billy and Jack would want to participate. Jack suggested the chain might
consist of men linked cock to ass.

He glanced at me when he said this. I knew he wanted to fuck and this
arrangement would insure his cock spent some time in the warm recesses of
at least one or two of the men.

"I'm a top man," Ronnie said in his deep bass voice. "But in the interest
of scientific inquiry," He winked at Sir Edmund when he said this. "I'd be
willing to open up my hole for one of you, or all of you for that matter."

"Ronnie, you are a true gentleman and scholar," Isaac said mock
seriously. "Is there anyone here who would be willing to contribute their
mouths, cocks and asses to this scientific inquiry?" He raised his hand and
every man in the room raised his hand at the same time.

"I'd love to screw every man in this room and feel every man's cock in my
hole," Ram said.

"I'm not sure you'll fit in mine," Jack cried.  Everyone laughed.

"You'll know soon enough," the Earl said. He got on the floor and got Jack
next to him. He took the young stoker's cock into his mouth and began to
suck with obvious relish. In a minute we formed an irregular ring on the
Persian carpet on the floor. I was on the floor sucking Ronnie as Robin
sucked me. Ronnie had a club cock.  The head was the same size as the shaft
and was perfectly straight. It was seven or more inches long and the head
was deep red and so hard I could see my refection in it. It had been in
Robin's ass, but it tasted only of Ronnie's man juices. I smelled only the
musky man smells of his bush and bull balls.

Until I encountered Ronnie's balls, I thought of balls as a minor accessory
to the manly scepter, the cock. He balls were the size of small apples or
large eggs. They hung low and were heavy with man seed. I had hardly begun
appreciating them when Sir Edmund call out and told us to switch
partners. I rotated and took Robin's cock as Ronnie took mine.

I didn't find Robin particularity attractive, but in the spirit of the
moment, I did what I could. His cock was smaller, but it was easy to take
in its entirety. This I enjoyed.  Ronnie enjoyed my cock with evident
relish. He let a finger wander toward my ass hole. I shifted my leg to give
him better access.

I moved my finger toward Robin's ass.  He greeted the movement with obvious
enthusiasm.  His ass was already lubricated and my finger penetrated
deeply. I inserted another finger. I continued sucking as my finger pushed
and his cock began to drool profusely. My finger must have touched the
prostate gland as Ronnie's thick digit pressed mine. It seemed as if we
united in pleasure.

I soon realized Robin was fingering Jack and Jack did the same to his
neighbor. We were now linked mouth to cock and finger to prostate. After a
short while Ronnie began to slide up against my back. I shivered in
anticipation that his cock would soon be nuzzled against my ass. With my
fingers in Robin's ass I began to pull him towards me and pull his ass to
my cock.

The circle began to contract, as each man's cock got closer to his
neighbor's quivering hole. I shivered again as Ronnie's organ pushed
against my hole. My ass wasn't lubricated, but Ronnie must have been oozing
enough to slip in. Sean was moaning as Ram fucked him.

Ronnie eased his knob into my ass, but once it was in, he thrust the rest
into the depths of my body. As he did, I rammed Robin. Robin's ass was
needy.  He needed another man's cock in his ass to be complete.  He cried
in pleasure as he fucked Jack while I massaged his ass. Soon we were all
connected.

"Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!" the Earl called out. Soon cocks plunged into
asses in a rhythmic pattern. Ram was the first man to shoot his seed.  The
first ejaculation started a chain reaction of orgasms. Each man drained his
balls into his mate's ass as another man filled his ass with man seed.

Ronnie had been disciplined as he obeyed the Earl's commands, but once he
began to climax, he became a wild man. He grabbed my shoulders to insure I
took every inch of his rod. I felt him twitch as each squirt of man seed
was projected from his organ.  It was lovely.

The party was over now. We were spent. I returned to my college with the
Earl and his retinue. The next week was quiet and I was much involved with
my studies. There were many students who didn't seem to study at all, but I
was cursed with my father's intellectual curiosity. I enjoyed getting
beneath the surface of academics. Several weeks later Ronnie appeared at
the gate and asked to speak with me.

"Sir Edmund wanted to know if you might attend him later this afternoon?"
he asked. "He will be at his offices."

"I should be able to do that," I said. "Is this some special occasion?"

Ronnie smiled. "Not at all.  He was away in London arranging for
expeditions for the last two weeks," Ronnie replied. "I think he just wants
to renew your acquaintance. Is 5:00 acceptable for you?"  I said yes.

Sir Edmund's office was in the Oxford Museum, a modern building of unusual
design that enclosed a cast iron and glass display area.  Skeletons,
fossilized dinosaurs and curiosities filled the light and airy room. I
asked for Sir Edmund and a porter took me to the top floor of the building
and then into the attic. His office was in the turret roof over the main
entrance. It was a gigantic space, filled with large drawings, specimens in
glass jars and a green house area filled with exotic plants.

"Mr. Fairbairn, it's so good to see you again," Sir Edmund said. "Welcome
to the mad scientist's lair!"

"I had no idea such a space existed," I said.  "It's good to see you
again." We shook hands.  Ronnie went to the door and closed it behind
him. Professor Woolrich emerged from a dark corner of the room and greeted
me warmly.

"You know I am not one to beat around the bush," Sir Edmund said. "I
enjoyed meeting you two weeks ago. I was hoping you took it well.  I was
afraid it might have been too much for a man of your character and
upbringing."

"I assure you I enjoyed it as much as you, if not more so," I said. "I have
to admit until a little more than a month ago I was a novice in matters
sexual."

"Your introduction was gentle?" Isaac asked.

"At first it was gentle, but when things got more intense and forceful I
was so excited, it made no impact on my emotions," I said. "To tell you the
truth, at first, I was unsure I could participate, but my natural urges
took over. At least I hope they were natural urges. There seems to be a
drive that takes control of my actions."

"Indeed there is," Sir Edmund exclaimed.  "I once thought myself too
refined and cultured to be driven by sexual urges. This is pure,
unadulterated foolishness. Isaac and I have found a circle of friends who
share our enthusiasm."


"I do," I said.

"Most of our friends are older men," Isaac added. "You may have noted, they
are quite varied in social status. That doesn't bother you?"

"Not at all," I said. "The Earl and Ram must have told you about my earlier
experiences."

"They did," Sir Edmund replied. "I thought you might be a like spirit.  Let
me be direct. We would like for you to join our group. Frankly, we would
like to have a man who could satisfy the desires of some for relations with
a younger man. I seemed to me you liked relations with them, so it is good
for all."

"It seemed to me you had several younger men at the gathering."

"Sean and Billy were good men, but they are humble men.  There is a chance
they are simply submitting to men of higher rank," Isaac said.

"Lord Cloverton?"

Edmund laughed. "He certainly is willing, that is clear! I like Robin, but
his interest are well beyond what can be regarded as normal. He is usually
entirely passive.  You are.  .  ."

"Both passive and active and hung like a horse!" Isaac added.  We all
laughed.

"I am honored," I said as I bowed to the men in mock seriousness.  "Do you
have regular .  . conclaves?"

"We would like to, but it is never as regular as we might wish.  Most of us
are men of affairs and scheduling is difficult," Edmund said. "We do have a
token to identify members." He removed a small box from his pocket. In it
was a gold signet ring. It was simple and small and embellished only with
an engraved image of a cock, a rooster, not the male organ. He slipped it
on my finger.

"You are now a member of the Rising at Dawn Society," Edmund said. "We meet
twice a year for a breakfast at dawn. Informal meetings occur when members
encounter each other. Saturday afternoon there will be a gathering at
Isaac's house. Can you attend?"  I nodded. We shook hands and I returned to
my college.

A day later I got an invitation to Isaac's house for tea at 3:00.  It was a
pretty day and I walked to his cottage. While it was quite near Oxford the
house was quite secluded and I might not have found it if I hadn't
encountered another member of the Society who knew the way.

"Are you lost?" he asked.

"I'm not lost yet, but I may be soon," I replied.  I saw his ring and moved
my hand so he could see mine.

He smiled.  "Follow me!" he said. "Isaac's taste in gardening tends to
favor the over grown. I'm Seth, Lamb."

"I'm Robert Fairbairn," I replied. Seth was a big man who dressed in
expensive, but rather loud clothes. "Are you related to the inventor?"

"My father is an inventive man," I said. "He has a knack for inventing
machinery."

"I'm deeply honored to make your acquaintance," Seth replied. "I've worked
on doing the same sort of thing, and I was shocked when I found he had
already created what I had been working on for years.  It is a most
impressive achievement." We had reached a big hedge. Going through a small
maze, we arrived at Isaac's cottage. This was indeed an ancient, half
timbered house.  While it was ancient it was in good condition. Isaac
greeted us and we went in the place. It was a warm and sunny autumn day and
the house was comfortable.

To the rear was a small garden surrounded by a great hedge, making the
place entirely cut off from the outside world. Standing in the garden was
Ram, Big Jack, Earnest and much to my surprise, Ralph, the Smithy. All of
them were naked.

"Leave you clothes in the house," Isaac said.  "I will join you when the
last guest arrives." I had never been naked outside, but, as always, I did
as I was told.  Seth was portly. But he had been muscular and he was still
solid. His belly was impressive, but the family jewels hung low and very
visible below the paunch. A big bulge in the foreskin gave promise of an
impressive organ.  He went to Ram and Big Jack and I went to Ralph.
Earnest looked uneasy but Ralph put his arm around his shoulders. Earnest
relaxed as he felt Ralph's protective embrace.

"Do you know these folks?" Ralph asked. "Ram said I'd like them."

"Very much so, I think," I answered. I glance at Seth who was on his knees
sucking Big Jack and Ram.

Ralph smiled. "Everyone is really shy, I see," he remarked. He dropped to
his knees and sucked me. Earnest smiled and joined Ralph at my cock.  I got
Ralph to stand so I could suck him. Sir Edmund arrived with Ronnie and two
other men, I didn't know.  Edmund joined Seth, Big Jack and Ram. The other
men joined us.

"Is there room for more?" one man asked.

"Of course," Ralph said as he rose. The sun showed off every hair on his
body and I saw him as an ancient god, like Odin, or Thor. "Ralph's the
name," He said to the new man.

"I'm Lord.  .  ." the man started to say. "Frederick Karl is my name."  He
had a slight German accent.  He was a slim and trim body with a coat of
blond hair on his chest. Frederick Karl wasn't handsome so much as he was
elegant and almost delicate. The contrast between him and the massive
blacksmith was striking.

Frederick Karl put his hand out and stoked Ralph's reddish pelt in clear
admiration. "Wotan," he said as he sank to his knees and tried to swallow
Ralph's cock in a single gulp.

The man with Frederick was short and stocky. With a barrel chest and
massive shoulders, he was an impressive specimen of manhood. "I am Max," he
said in a very strong German accent.

"I am Robert.  This is Earnest," I said. "Earnest is deaf, so he may have a
hard time understanding." Max didn't understand that, but after some
gestures, he figured it out.

"My brother is deaf," Max said in German. Max went over to Earnest and
hugged him. All was well. Isaac came with a final guest, a white bearded
Indian, and he was naked except for a turban. He must have been sixty but
was in good condition and he must have been well over six feet tall.

The Indian looked at the assembled men, saw me and came to me like an iron
filing to a magnet. Isaac came with him. "Robert, this is Ravi. His English
isn't as good as Ram's. But he'd like to meet you," Isaac said.

Ravi's skin was dark and his chest was covered in black hair that was
beginning to turn white. He was uncertain what to do, but his cock was rock
hard and sticking straight out.  The sunlight glistened on a bead of precum
that appeared on his slit. I collected it on my finger and then licked it.
Ravi smiled.