Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2000 08:02:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <Bldhrymn@excite.com>
Subject: alcazar 12

Alcazar 12

By Bald Hairy Man e mail bldhrymn@aol.com or at Bldhrymn@excite.com or
bldhrymn@aol.com

This is a fantasy, for men, not kids, not for anyone who got to this site
by accident who is not expecting to find gay stories.  No effort at
realistic or safe sexual practices has been made. This story follows on
from Snow on the Mountain, Preaching from the Choir, and White Tail Lodge.
Some of the characters from Play Pen and Uncle Jake will also join in. If
you have any comments, please send them to me at bldhrymn@aol.com or at
bldhrymn@excite.com.

Roger pulled his cock out and re-entered my ass. It took me a second to
realize that it wasn't Roger's cock. Some on else was fucking me. Since I
had Larry's meat in my mouth and he was sucking me I couldn't see who
screwing me now.

"Damn, I'd forgotten how good this was!" I heard Bill say. He was the
mystery fucker. I sucked Larry's precum as and I enjoyed Bill's beer can
cock pumping my ass.  Larry began to shoot. He must have enjoyed his front
row view of Bill's fucking technique.  He got up and Bill was smiling at me
as he rhythmically thrust into my ass. "I figured, why should I let Roger
get your ass so I helped my self!" Bill said laughing. "I hope you don't
mind."

"Not at all!" I said. "It seems to me that we may have done this a few
times before." We hadn't had sex together in a while and it was comfortable
to get back into the groove.

Chucky, Wally, Catfish and Ed Elias entered the pool area and were
watching. I hadn't seen Dr. Ed Elias at the club before. He was every inch
a doctor every time I had met him before.  He wasn't a handsome man, in his
suit and tie he looked a bit shaggy and poorly groomed, always in need of a
shave. He seemed gangly, tall and thin.

Naked he was hairy and gangly, more muscular that I would have guessed,
with a disorderly covering of hair and a long cock and dangling balls
hanging from a dense pubic bush. His body was greyhound like, muscular, but
coated in shaggy dog hair.

"Nice technique you have there, Bill!" Dr. Elias said.  "I had heard that
you boys had practiced at this some."

"Max is good at this" Bill said smiling. "It's a lot of work, but when the
fuckee is as appreciative as Max, somehow the time flies."  He paused. "If
you'd like to spell me a while, I'm sure Max wouldn't mind."

"I don't usually play with guys I have a professional relationship with."
Ed said. "It sure looks like fun! Thanks for the offer."

"Don't worry about that." I said. "This place is for getting your rocks
off, no strings attached. No one at my office knows that Bill and I do
this. We've never had a problem maintaining our professional relationship."
The good doctor didn't need too much convincing. Bill pulled out and Elias
stepped up to bat. He stoked his cock, covering it with lubricant and then
worked a finger into my hole. His interest in my prostate was professional
as well as sexual.

"Enlarged?" He asked. "Do you have trouble urinating?" I laughed.

"Not at all!" I said. "I've had the same doctor for 20 years.  It's always
been big. He gets worried every year, checks it out and decides it's just
naturally big. I've wondered if that is why I like to be screwed so much."
Ed laughed.

"There doesn't seem to be any scientific literature on the subject. And
nothing on the role of the asshole in sexual pleasure. You have a
pronounced rosebud."  He flicked the rosebud then nudged his cock head in
the puckered hole.  "I've also wondered if there is an affinity between the
skin of the lining of the ass and the cock head." He popped his cock head
in through the sphincter. "It certainly seems that way to me." He shoved
into the hilt. "Damn that's good!" His eyes rolled back and he looked
relieved. Ed was usually hyperactive and tense.

Bill watched. "Ed, there is something about the way you look right now,
that makes me think you need to spend more time here! Think of it as
therapy!"  Elias slowly withdrew until only the head remained in, then he
thrust in again. He soon found a comfortable rate of thrusting. His cock
was long, with a flared mushroom head and he soon began to slow as the head
passed my prostate and caressed it with the rim of his head. He looked both
relaxed and sexually stimulated.

"This place is wonderful!" He said as he continued to pump.  "You get so
used to hiding your sexual interests and trying to get whatever contact you
do get done before someone catches you. I can't believe that I've got all
the time in the world and no one minds me fucking a guy on the side of the
pool."

I laughed. "I know the feeling." I said.  "Every guy here likes men and sex
with men. And we all seem to like cock too! At least that's the way it
seems to me. This is the only place I've ever been where it's perfectly
fine to like cock. You can look as much as you want, feel as much as you
want or suck it if the urge takes you."

"I've got to pull out or I will shoot." He said.

"No problem here!" I said. "Go ahead! Don't be afraid to come back. " I was
getting ripe. He pulled out all the way.

"I have until 11:00 before I am due at the hospital. I want to play a bit
longer before I pop." Ed said. "Do you mind?" I laughed.

"I give rain checks!" I said.  Chucky was on his knees sucking Bill, and
Roger had gone to the shower room so my ass was empty.  I was primed and
ready to shoot. I would have liked it if Ed had screwed me into a climax,
but he looked so happy, I wanted him to enjoy the night.  All the other men
were occupied. I was a bit annoyed with myself for being so desperate for a
cock.

 Catfish appeared as if in answer to my prayers. Our eyes met and he knew
exactly what I wanted.  "I've got a catfish looking for a home." He said,
and he shoved his donkey dong into my ass without any preliminaries. It
wasn't lubricated, but there was enough lubricant from Roger, Bill and Ed
to make it effortless.

"It's hard to believe that all fits in your ass, Max." Bill said who was
watching from the side with Chucky nursing his cock like a baby at a
breast.

"Now you see it." Catfish said as he pulled all the way out. "Now you
don't!" He rammed it in. "I'd like a long ride, Max. If you don't mind." He
said. "So let me know when you get close and I slow down and we can make it
last."

"That sounds good to me." I said.  Catfish was a fucker not a lover and his
technique was crude but his big cock and obvious enjoyment made it fun. The
lubricant was getting thin, so my chute was really beginnings to feel the
cock. It wasn't raw yet but it was getting dryer. We played for five or six
minutes and I ejaculated, spurting cum on the tile wall behind us. Catfish
pulled out and shot cum in the exact same place.

"Damn. It's like Robin hood splitting the arrow down the middle in the
bull's eye!" Bill said.  "Good shot Catfish" I went to the shower to cool
down.

When I returned to the pool after the shower, Chucky was slow fucking Bill
and I must admit, few guys ever look as happy as Chucky did at that
moment. Sweat was pouring down, matting his thick pelt of red hair. His
hands were caressing Bill's fur-covered chest and toyed with his
nipples. Every vein in Chucky's rock hard cock was visible when he withdrew
it in his slow pumping motion.

Chucky was sweating from passion and sexual tension rather than physical
exertion.  I thought Bill was growling, but realized the sound was more
like was more like purring. I decided to go to the steam room and leave
them alone.

Ed Elias was there with Catfish, Wally and Roger. Roger's was still hard.
The viagra was a success.

"I hear that Ed was giving you a rectal exam, Max!" Wally said. "And Roger
did the prep."

"It was all in the interest of science." The Doctor said. "I did a
classical digital exam then followed with a penis probe, just to make sure
there was no blockage. Everything was fine, and I do mean fine!"  Everyone
laughed. "I haven't worn out the penis though, the battery hasn't run down,
I'd be more than willing to check out you guys." Both Roger and Wally
volunteered. "Spread them wide and let's get a good look!"

They were sitting next to each other on the top seat of the steam room and
they opened their legs for Ed.  "This will be the first dual digital exam
in Richmond. "Ed said as he worked a finger into each mans ass. Roger
moaned as Ed hit the prostate and was obviously playing with it. Wally was
uncomfortable, and Ed didn't try to go deeper. I thought something was
wrong.  Just then Roger shot off in a spectacular climax and attention
focused on his spewing cock.

Roger just kept on ejaculating. He had usually shot off in five or six
volleys. Tonight it was twenty or thirty. Ed laughed. "I'm going to need to
so a paper on this for the AMA Journal! This must be the longest orgasm on
record." Roger was panting and I bent over to suck his cock as it continued
to drip. Ed stood behind me and eased his cock in my ass for the second
time that night.

It was a good ride. I hadn't been screwed from the rear that evening and I
got one leg up on the lower bench stretching me wide open. Ed's cock slid
in and out of the well-lubricated chute effortlessly. He always hesitated a
little when the cock head passed my prostate.

"You do like this don't you?" He asked me. "You've stretched it open to
make it tighter."

"You can tell?"

"I sure can." Ed said. "And by raising your leg You've made it easier for
me to ram your prostate." I continued to lick the cum from Roger's cock. By
now beads of cum were emerging sporadically. Ed leaned over me and
whispered in my ear. "Do you mind if I shoot in your ass? I'm uncomfortable
shooting in front of everyone."

I said it was ok, so we had a private climax as he quietly filled my ass
with his cum. Everyone was still talking about Roger's orgasm, only Catfish
noticed. Ed pulled out, and he left the room for the showers with Roger and
Wally. I sat beside Catfish.

"A hot scene!" He said. "Almost romantic. How may loads are in your ass
now?"

"Two or three."

"Can you wait here a minute?" Catfish asked. "I've got someone I want you
to meet." I nodded, I didn't want to meet anyone, but I didn't want to move
either. Catfish returned a few minutes later with a short, small blond guy.

"Max, this is Johnny. He's a nurse at the prison." Catfish said. "He has a
special interest in assholes, I thought yours was too much to pass up." I
was flat on my back on the marble bench in the steam room. Catfish lifted
and spread my legs and Johnny buried his face in my hole.

"I told Johnny that there was cum from three guys in there, and he thought
that was just fine with him. I only like cum when it is fresh, straight
from the cock, but Johnny here likes it stored and heated. So don't worry
of you ooze some, anything that dribbles from your ass will be fine with
Johnny. And, Max, I do mean anything."

I had little interest in rimming, and none in scat, but Johnny was good and
I relaxed. Johnny had a long tongue and had a genuine interest in rimming.
Bill and Chucky came in the steam room next and Johnny went after Bill. For
a guy who liked cum filled asses this was the night.  In the next few
months, Johnny became a fixture of the place.

It was getting late so Bill and I showered and decided to call it a night.
Bill was quiet on the drive home.

"Anything wrong?" I asked. "You seem quiet."

"Not really." Bill said. "I had a good time. But I kind of lost it with
Chucky."

"I did look like you hit it off really well." I said. "In case you didn't
notice, Chucky has the hots for you. He seems like a nice guy."

"I like sex, but usually it's just enjoyment, no strings attached." Bill
said. "I felt some strings developing with Chuck. He really got me going."

"Don't complain!" I said laughing.  "I could tell it was really intense."

"Did it bother you?" He asked.

"Nope." I said. "Do you think I am jealous?"

"I was wondering." Bill said. "I lost control with Chuck, big time. I
didn't know if I like that. I like to be more .  .  ."

"You like to run things!" I said. "You aren't a control freak but you do
expect to run things. You've been a construction superintendent for thirty
years. You run the job.  Chuck was controlling you and he was doing it with
his cock in your ass."

"It just didn't seem right." Bill said. "But shit! I couldn't believe how
good it was. I mean good!"

"We're friends and playmates but we aren't married." I said. "Don't worry
about me, and don't feel embarrassed because you enjoyed yourself. You've
been through some rough times, take what you can."

We got home and went to bed.  The next day I got a call from Dr. Elias. He
wanted to know the name of the guy he had finger fucked.

"Roger?" I said.

"No, the other." Ed said. "A musician maybe?"

"Oh. Wally. He's the organist at Central Church."

"That's him. Do you know him well?" Ed asked. "Well enough to tell him to
call me?"

"Sure no problem." I said. "I give him a ring. Is there a problem? I saw
you were a bit uneasy in the seam room."

"It may be nothing, but it should be looked at."  Ed said. I told Ed I
would call Wally.  I called him that evening.  I'm not sure but I thought
that Wally knew exactly what Ed had found. He wasn't surprised.  I didn't
like the sound of this at all.