Date: Wed, 22 Jun 2016 07:41:16 -0400
From: bldhrymn@aol.com
Subject: Circus 2

Joining the Circus 2
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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The "special demonstration" wasn't what I thought it would be. I guessed it
would have been guys watching us and perhaps feeling us out. I was uneasy
at having my cock on display.  I didn't need to worry about that; most of
the time my cock was down a throat or up an ass.  The men weren't an
audience; they were participants.

I was the biggest man there. Both my body and my cock were big and the
immediate center of attention. The manager came over to me and whispered,
"You are a hit."

"I'm surprised," I replied.

"You've got a lot of personality," he added, "eight inches of personality."

I didn't know how I would make the transition between being just naked and
sex. Steve solved the problem by sucking me and assuring the men that I was
a good sport. He quickly turned me over to a man named Greg, a beefy, hairy
farmer. All of the men wanted to sample my cock.  Steve was popular too. I
guess you could say he had seven inches of personality. Once Steve got me
into the swing of the thing, he moved on to helping Cletus get involved.

Steve went over to Tom and his Uncle. "Is Tom shy?" I heard him ask the
Uncle.

"This is new to him, but he will be fine," the Uncle replied.

"It gets a bit wilder later on. There is a lot of fucking. Will that be a
problem?" Steve asked.

"Uncle Fred has done me," Tom replied. He had overheard the
conversation. "It was good."

"Did he cum in you?" Steve asked.

Tom nodded. "It was good but messy. It drooled out," he answered.

"Cletus over there has a long, thin man-snake. He plants it really deep,"
Steve said. "It is easy to take too. Do you mind if Tom takes a stranger's
cock?" Steve asked the Uncle.

"Do I get to watch?" Uncle Fred asked.

Steve smiled and nodded. "You know the rules here. You can always watch and
you can get real up close and personal too. I remember one time when a man
got his tongue into the hole with his pal's cock!"

"You noticed that?" Uncle Fred asked as he blushed.  Steve smiled.

Tom walked over to Cletus and they clearly discovered common
interests. They were a mismatched pair; Tom was a pretty boy type and
Cletus looked barely human. They immediately fondled and moments later they
were sucking.  Steve later told me that Uncle Fred was a Baptist minister
and his "nephew" was probably a member of the choir. Fred liked his
playmates to be between 18 and 23 or so. Fred liked to be the first to get
into a young man's ass.  Once he did that he began looking for a new
virgin. Apparently Uncle Fred was well known for this, and Tom was not
surprised or unhappy with the relationship.

I thought Cletus was a bit slow, but not with respect to sex; he was in
Tom's ass ten minutes later. It looked to me that Tom liked a
non-preacher's cock in his behind. Cletus knew his way around a man's ass,
and Tom was happy to serve.

I was with Greg and the farmer's friend, a mousey guy they called
Jaybird. Jaybird was the assistant librarian in the county library. Greg
explained Jaybird's real name was John.  His mother had given him the
nickname when he was a baby because he was so small and timid, like a
bird. She never let him out grow it.

Greg seemed to hold back from sex, but he really liked to watch his friends
get it on. Jaybird was needy and desperate. He sucked us both. Greg became
semi-hard; I get hard at the first hint of sex. Greg had a stumpy, fireplug
shaped cock, while Jaybird's unimpressive soft organ was meaty and
impressive when he got excited. Jaybird came close to deep throating me. He
stood up after sucking me for a while. I dropped to my knees to service
them.

I had misjudged Greg. Greg liked man sex; it just took him a while to get
cranked up.  After a minute or two of cock sucking, Greg opened the
floodgates and let his balls pump out precum. He didn't drip; the precum
flowed. It was rich, thick and almost intoxicating.

I then switched to Jay. As I sucked him my hand strayed. I had been holding
Jaybird's balls and a finger moved toward his ass.  Jaybird moved his legs
wider, so my finger touched his hole. He had lubricated his hole.  As my
finger touched his ass pucker, his precum began to flow. As I pushed my
finger deeper into his ass, I looked up at him and he looked happy.

Greg apparently knew Jaybird well. "Jed has a big one, do you think you can
take it?" Greg asked.

"I sure want to try," Jaybird replied. A little later Jaybird was on his
hands and knees.  I had my cock at his hole. Greg had straddled Jaybird's
face, so he could suck him as I fucked. Jaybird's ass was a surprise. The
tiny hole opened to let me in and then clamped tightly on my tool. He
wiggled and ground his ass vigorously to massage my prong. Greg bent over
to kiss me. Jay's warm and juicy ass and Greg's kiss got me going big time.

It was oddly relaxing. Jaybird was essentially jerking me off with his
ass. I felt waves of sexual excitement with little physical exertion. It
was beautiful. We tried different positions. When I got on my back, Jay sat
on my cock and Greg fed me his cock. That gave Jay complete control of my
cock and he took full advantage of that. Jay was agile and he could bounce
on my cock as he kissed Greg. It was clear that Jaybird was a size queen
and squirming on my cock was a dream come true.

When Jay took a breather, one of Greg's friends, Edgar, took his
place. Edgar was a pudgy, middle-aged florist. He wasn't my type, but my
cock seemed to think his ass was a perfect fit. He wanted it doggy style at
first, but soon was on his back. My cock was apparently two or three sizes
bigger than he was used to. He seemed winded at first, but then became
wildly enthusiastic. Edgar was experienced, but he told me my cock found
some new hot spots in his ass.  We attracted a little audience. Edgar liked
deep strokes, so they had good view of my cock and his reaction to it

It was odd to be so open sexually, but all the comments were flattering
about me and my cock. There are worse things than being complimented on
your cock and fucking technique. I took a break and went over to Tom who
was now with Steve. Tom was squirming on Steve's cock. Steve's tool was
quite a bit larger than Uncle Fred's cock and thicker than Cletus's
tool. There is a difference between being fucked and being filled.  While
Steve was always gentle and considerate, he was also single
minded. Mandrake told me that Steve was task oriented. Luckily, Tom greatly
enjoyed getting fucked by the little man.

Steve was well equipped.  Earlier, I had noticed that his cock seemed to be
bigger when he was in me. I couldn't tell if it was just bigger than it
looked or if being in another man's ass made it extra hard. Steve told me
it was difficult for a man to complain that a dwarf's cock was too big for
him. That made you seem like a wimp. I also knew that once he was in you,
you quickly forgot any discomfort. Steve was good about meeting a man's
sexual needs. Once he knew what turned you on, he went for it.

I seemed to have gone over to them just as Steve rubbed just the right
place. I watched as each thrust intensified and Tom surrendered to the
sensations. Uncle Fred wasn't watching Tom; he was looking at Gerry the
acrobat. Gerry was young and pretty. Gerry had just discovered that Fred
bottomed for the right man.

Rudy, the circus manager, came over to me. "It's a hot scene, isn't it? Do
you have any problem getting it on with management?"  he asked.

"I don't know, but I kind of doubt it," I replied.

"I'm not into men in a lovey-dovey way. I just like sex with men," he
said. "No strings, no commitments and no obligations. Does that offend
you?"

"Sex with no complications sounds good to me," I said. "What is your
poison?"

"I usually top and suck," Rudy said. "Mandrake told me you are good. He
said you shoot a big load that lubricated his ass. Gerry loved it he said
it was like a fire hose.  This may sound strange, but I have something
going on with Molly, the girl who runs the burlesque show. It would be a
turn on to have my ass filled with man seed when I did her," he said and
paused. "You must think I'm a pervert."

"That's not a problem for me. Do you like a secret load of man cream in
your ass when you get it on?" I replied.

Rudy nodded.

"I do like a guy who lets me know he likes it."

"I can do that," Rudy said. "I wouldn't be faking it either!"

Rudy may not have been into the lovey-dovey stuff, but he gave a good
imitation of being into man sex big-time. He was energetic and clearly
comfortable with sucking and fucking. I had a suspicion he had bottomed
quite a bit. He had no problem taking my cock at all. He was fun and
enjoyed it all.  I hadn't expected that.

The high-light of the affair was an acrobatic show with Gerry and
Cletus. They did a little show exploring the number of ways you work a cock
into a double-jointed man's ass. Cletus was a disheveled, odd looking man
who was a natural show off. Gerry was a handsome, graceful young man.

They would do an almost classical dance, when Cletus would trip and contort
himself into an odd position. Gerry would do a pirouette and suddenly his
cock was in Cletus's behind. They did a series of variations on that theme,
each time Gerry improbably fucked Cletus. It was both comic and sexy.

Cletus could also contort himself into a pretzel shape and suck himself as
he watched Gerry fuck his ass a few inches away. It was clear that he
enjoyed the view. At the end of the skit, Gerry asked if any of the
audience would like to take a poke. Several men came forward. I hadn't
guessed that Cletus would be such a good sport, but he enjoyed it as did
the audience. These men were excited and several shot off in Cletus's
ass. I doubt Cletus had anticipated that, but he enjoyed the sensations and
the view.

The men who didn't take a trip up Cletus's ass, took care of Gerry. As far
as I could tell, all of them shot off while they were fucking him.  Gerry
was handsome and toned. Most had never been with a man as attractive as
Gerry. I thought that Mandrake might have a problem with Gerry taking all
those cocks.  He was fine with it. Gerry was his boy and he seemed think
the other men were paying tribute to his good taste. Later, back at our
trailer, I held Gerry open as Mandrake fucked him.  He liked using the
other men's cock cream as a lubricant. I also discovered that Mandrake
liked to rim. Extra cum drooling from Gerry's ass was not problem for
him. By this time, Mandrake and Jerry thought I was a member of the
family. They didn't mind sharing intimate moments with me, Steve or Cletus.

I also discovered now that sex was more regular, I didn't become board or
uninterested in sex. I hadn't understood that sex could be so varied and
inventive. That was especially the case with Steve and Cletus. I had tended
to think of sex as the orgasm. They thought it also included the prelude to
the orgasm as well as an erotic clean-up.

The party wound down and I returned to our trailer with Steve, Mandrake and
Gene. "That was a good one," Steve remarked. "Did you have a good time?"

"It was wilder than I expected. I don't exactly know what I feel," I said.

"Part of you was pretty enthusiastic," Mandrake observed.

"It seemed so .  .  ." I added.

"Jud, you need to relax. I was watching you some; you sure looked like you
were having a good time," Steve said. "Did you shoot off?"

"I got close a few times," I said. "I didn't know if they wanted me to
cum."

"Well, if you fed me you load, I would be a really happy guy," Steve
said. We talked a little longer and then we all went to bed. A minute
later, my cock was in Steve's mouth. The "special demonstration" was more
fun than I had guessed. Five minutes later Steve was swallowing the entire
contents of my balls. I fell asleep as he licked up the last drops of cum.
When I woke, I realized I was much more relaxed about sex than I had been
before I joined the circus. As I relaxed, I also enjoyed it more. Some of
that may have been due to Rudy's selection process. The men were all
enthusiastic and they thought of us as celebrities. Steve was the other
reason I relaxed. He was good about low stress sex.


The next day we pack up. We usually traveled on Tuesdays, set up on
Wednesdays and had circus shows from Thursday to Sunday.  For me the set-up
and take-down days were the hardest work. Everyone pitched in, but some
were small, like Steve and Gerry.  They were helpful but not with heavy
lifting. Heavy lifting was my strong suit. But I was also a good carpenter
and I could do the small repairs that were constantly needed.

Just about everyone in the Circus had something that needed to be fixed in
their trailer, or booths. I became a popular man. There was a divide
between the performers and the staff. I sort of bridged the divide and our
trailer was the only one to house both staff and performers. Everyone got
along, but we weren't all close.

County fairs were the mainstays of our business. We were a popular addition
to the livestock and agricultural exhibits. Of course our "special
demonstrations" were not advertised. After years of being on the road, Rudy
had a number of regular guests and many of the guests had special friends.

A month after the first "special demonstration," we had a second one, a few
counties to the south. Rudy told us this would be a little different from
the first demonstration. Some of the guests had been to the demonstration
before, but this time they were bringing guests with them. These new men
were into man sex, but not very experienced. We were to introduce them to a
wider range of sexual experiences.

"That sounds like it could be a problem," I said to Rudy. He told me not to
worry. This time we were at a secluded and remote fishing camp and more men
attended. Some of them had camped out there.  Several of the guys from the
first demonstration came too.

Tom was there without his "uncle" but he brought a buddy, Sam. Sam was a
slight, bearded 20- year-old with a hairy chest and a meaty man snake
dangling from his crotch. I was surprised to see Edgar, the pudgy florist,
with a handsome friend named Don.

The new local guys included, the police chief, Garland, a judge, Emmet, and
a Catholic priest, Father Bill. Each of these men had two or three friends
with them. Garland was with two cops and a trooper. Emmet was with a lawyer
and a public defender. Father Bill was with two other priests and an
organist.

The new men are a bit timid, but I am assured they are quite enthusiastic
once they get going," Rudy whispered to me. "The old hands have good
judgment in these matters. We done it a few times before and it turned out
well. Rudy was an old friend of the Judge, Chief and Priest. and he had
good taste in playmates. We were to provide a safe outlet for the visitors'
sexual drives.

It took me a little while to understand what was going on. The older men
wanted to their younger associates to be more experienced and to introduce
them to different activities. They didn't want to do this themselves. If
there were unpleasant or unsuccessful experiences, they wanted it to be
with strangers. There was a problem with rank too. Sex with your boss is a
good way to advance. The older men wanted sex to be for fun, not for a job
promotion.

This time we started with Cletus, Gerry and Mandrake doing a skit that used
Cletus's double jointed ability with their own acrobatic and magic
skills. Of course, they demonstrated all the ways you could get a cock into
Cletus's ass.  It was clever, athletic and surprisingly graceful. At the
end, they encouraged the men to all take a poke in Cletus's ass. Father
Bill was first in line, and the first to shoot off in the hole.

Father Bill had a thick ass stretcher. Cletus was caught a little off
guard, but he soon enjoyed it. Cletus was typically redneck cool about
sex. He and Father Bill got into it big time. Bill likes showing off too.

"We are all here to let it all hang out and shoot off," Rudy said.  "If you
feel the urge, or if your juices are rising, don't be shy. Let nature take
its course! Let me give you some advice; don't hold back or save it for
later. It's not doing anyone any good trapped in your balls!" After that
little chat, we broke into smaller groups.

The Police Chief and I hit it off right away, I was his type. He knew his
guys liked sex. The Chief was a top, but his thick fire-plug wasn't
designed for maiden voyages. My tool was longer but thinner than his was.
He was hoping I could do some ass stretching and prostate tickling for his
men.

The youngest of his pals was Trooper named Darryl, a blond haired body
builder. He was also had the most nerve of the group. He had poked Cletus
but not shot off. "That strange looking guy was sure into it," he
said. "I've never seen anyone take it in the ass before. I guess he likes
it?"

"Cletus likes it all," I said. If you top and bottom as well as suck,
you've covered all the bases. There is a good chance you will have a good
time with anyone you meet.

The Judge went straight for Tom and Sam. He liked them young. After Father
Bill finished with Cletus, he went hunting for another playmate. He seemed
to know Edgar, but he was after an introduction to Don. Steve was with
them. Steve was always ready for some fun, and his enthusiasm was
infectious.