Date: Fri, 8 Apr 2016 10:24:43 +0000 (UTC)
From: gaystoryman@yahoo.com
Subject: Cherry Pickers 11

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Cherry Pickers 11 Brian

Brian: While some of my class looked forward to getting fucked, re-leaving
them of their anal virginity. I was an ass man myself. I had drooled over
the asses of the guys I roomed with and those of the staff that I saw
getting fucked. But I always imagined myself as the guy on top for those
luscious bottoms. I wanted to kiss them and make love to them, but the idea
of a cock in my ass terrified me and no amount of getting psyched up for a
fucking made this evening any more enticing.

I had asked John if there was any way I could be a top and fuck one of my
fellow class mates and attain the status of brotherhood. He replied, "There
will be plenty of chances for you to pick cherries in the future and help
those who have loved getting there cherries picked, but tonight, you will
enter the brotherhood as all other have, or you may leave now. You will not
be judged as a looser, just as a man who has come to terms with his inner
being, which is not a part of this group. You will receive your full
scholarship and you will go in peace".

Me a fucking looser, no fucking way, I thought. But as Matt called my name
to step forward, I was almost compelled to run away, I was that
frightened. When the man who had bid to take my cherry stepped though the
darkness, I almost cried. Here I stood at six feet, and weighed 160
pounds. I loved any sport and competed on a non-varsity level with my
friends. My treasure trail started at my belly button (an innie) and fanned
out quickly to cover my pelvic area in a very dark blonde, long thick
mass. Part of me wanted to trim it and the other part was amazed at how
long it grew, long enough to comb. I excelled in music and could play the
piano, organ and violin as knew the rudimentary workings of brass and
woodwinds, although the percussion instruments, in many eyes the simplest
were for me the hardest to master.

I had bonded with a senior when I was a freshman. He let me hang around
with his friends and him. I realize now there was a sexual tension in the
air, but nothing happened. He made it a point to look me up during my
Senior Year Spring break, and after hearing that I was going to attend the
same University the next year, we went to lunch. Neither of us beat around
the bush as we acknowledged that we were both gay, and he grinned ear to
ear when he found I was a virgin and gave me a quick tutorial in the Cherry
Pickers without revealing the brotherhoods name. He submitted my name for
membership and now I stood waiting.

I almost cried when I saw the man who was going to pop my cherry. At Five
foot eight, I looked down on this man who had to be forty or fifty years
old. He had a slight belly, receding hair line, tan legs and arms and the
rest white as a sheet. My fucking luck I thought as I looked down at the
floor and willed myself not to look him in the eye.

"I'm Guy," and I know that I am not God's gift to man as far as looks are
concerned," he stated. I read your profile, and when I saw your body
language tonight I realized you are scared to death to get fucked. I think
you are a total top, just as you believe you are. But tonight you will be
fucked, and you know it, and want to get this part of the initiation over,"
he spoke barely above a whisper into my ear.

"Most gays find life like a box full of Tupperware, too many bottoms and
never enough tops", he grinned. But trust me to be a great top, you have to
respect the wants and needs of the bottom. The old wham bam thank you Dan
is not the way to make your bottom have as good a time as you do, and also
you will find that just blowing your load without engaging your partner
over time is not a successful combination for either one of you. Now I have
one attribute that you will be thankful for. My cock is seven inches long,
but extremely thin and torpedo shaped. If you a total top are willing to
give up that virgin ass, I have the cock for the job. Having said that are
you ready?"

I grinned at him, "Now that you put it that way, yea I am. Let's do it." I
said. My admiration for this man had grown immensely. To bid he must have
been wealthy, and for all I knew I brought the least amount at the bid. He
could have walked in, not cared a thing about me, gotten his nut in a
cherry ass and moved on. Yet he had taken the time to engage my mind and my
body was responding in a positive fashion as my dick that had only been
slightly chubbed most of the night, now proudly stood at a full thick 8
inches.

"OK you know the routine, get that fine grade A Beef Ass up there and
spreadem," cause you are about to get fucked. I would have thought my cock
would have deflated, but sensing the inevitable, it grew and stood
proudly. Guy quickly lubricated my ass and cock and then I felt it. Jesus,
how had the other guys stood it, I felt that the long thin dick must have
grown into a redwood as it invaded my ass. Slowly and surely Guy pushed
until I felt his pubes rubbing my ass. He started to fuck me, and while my
ass never felt the love for cock that some of the guys had, the pain was
bearable and I enjoyed watching his face as his cock plummeted by ass
hole. Guy was more than considerate as his took slow even strokes, hitting
my prostate and keeping my cocks attention to what was happening.

I knew that unlike some of the men, fucking me would not result in an
eruption from my cock, but neither would I go screaming like a raped virgin
from the room. I had lost my virginity fair and square on the Altar of Cock
and my college would be paid for. I also knew that when I ran into a bottom
Cherry Picker that my life would be golden.  And so the fucking continued
and I hoped Guy would soon pump my ass with his seed of life. I felt the
buildup and my ass responded as it hoped that by co-operating the assault
would soon end. As it did. The funny thing is I loved the feeling of cum
squirting into my hole. So how do you get seeded without getting fucked I
wondered?

"Thank you Guy for being so patient with me. Not many guys would bid that
much money to help the newbie reluctantly losing his cherry," I said. I
will remember what you told me and try to be one of the best tops you have
ever met. I then leaned in and surprised myself as I initiated the long
sensual kiss. We broke apart and then I pulled him into me for a through
tongue battle as the room erupted into cheers and catcalls.