Date: Sat, 16 Jun 2012 02:23:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: David's Gratitude 8

David's Gratitude 8

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
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I woke the next morning sporting a spectacular erection. I was sleeping
between Johnny and Rusty, so I cuddled up to Johnny to see if he was open
for business. He seemed asleep, but when my cock touched his ass, he
shifted a little to make his hole more easily available. His hole was
tight, but he offered no resistance. His ass was juicy and I wondered whose
semen filled him. That thought did nothing at all to reduce my erection.

Rusty rolled over and his cock was at my ass. I wasn't interested, but I
shifted my legs too and Rusty was in me a few seconds later. I wasn't
interested in the bottom, but somehow I had been bottoming quite a bit and
enjoying it.

Perhaps traditional thoughts that men should fuck, but not be fucked
lingered in my mind. Maybe my body was telling me something.  I could tell
my prostate was getting some strong messages for Rusty's cock. I was slowly
thrusting into Johnny. Rusty matched my pace so I was feeling what Johnny
was feeling. It was good, and I soon lost it.

The atmosphere in the cabin was odd that morning. While we were all mellow,
but still sexually excited and stimulated. The orgasms of the previous
night had taken the edge off, but we all wanted to do more. I think we were
all a bit more adventurous than we had expected, and I was willing to get
more into it. Bill and Butch seemed fine. We were just about to get into
the swing of things when Johnny's cell phone went off. There was an
explosion at a factory near the interstate and it was all hands on deck for
the fire department. Butch was a volunteer fireman so the party broke up.

The next two weeks were bad for me.  The explosion involved a potential
leak of hazardous gases. They drifted to toward the school. At one point,
the school was enveloped in the toxic fog. The building had to be tested
and the school board decided to do a complete cleaning of the building and
the mechanical system. We hired a professional crew to do it, but I had to
be at the school while they were working.

Several of the members of the cleaning crew were a bit suspect, and I
wanted to watch them. I found one man had a school computer he said he was
moving to a safer place.  I think he planned to take it home. It was the
only new computer in a room filled with computers. He didn't seem to be
interested in protecting the older ones. I wasn't too obvious about it, but
everyone knew I was watching.

David took a tip to California to investigate check out Dorothy's cousin's
will.  The cousin had indeed left money to Dorothy, but David had to
consult a lawyer in California since their probate laws were
different. Since he was there, David went to see another distant cousin. I
was taking care of both our gardens.  That took care of any free time I had
at night.

Charlie's crews were busy too. Everyone near the spill wanted to be
careful. As far as I understood, the toxic elements in the spill evaporated
quickly, so there was almost no real danger. The school board had been
worried about potential liability, so they wanted to go the extra mile.
Others were careful too.

I had one adventure during the clean up.  Bill came by and asked me about
the potential dangers of the spill.  His house was well away from the
spill. I had the impression he used the spill as an excuse for coming to
see me. Of course, he didn't need as excuse.  He lived alone, but some men
are uneasy regardless.

"I was talking to a friend at the club," Bill said. "I think he might like
to meet you and some of your friends.  He a good man, but he's very shy. He
doesn't get out much. "

"I take it you are really close to your friend?" I asked.

"We aren't that close," he said. "About a year ago we discovered we shared
a common interest."

"Have you been able to explore that interest?" I asked.

"Not really," he replied. "It's hard to get away. We done nothing like what
you have done. I told him what we did and he was really excited," Bill
explained. "His wife is away. He's afraid he will be caught. It would be
good to be somewhere private." I know you are not supposed to be into quick
hook ups, but I have a hard time saying no. Bill asked if 2:00 that
afternoon would be okay with me. I said yes.

They arrived a little early. I had just stepped out of the shower and I had
wrapped in a towel. He introduced his friend, Dudley Mason Wentworth
II. Dudley was the assistant golf pro at his club.  I guessed he was 35
years old, and looked like a young Jack Nicklaus. He was a bit beefy. I was
still wet and wearing only a towel. That was good for them since they met
in a shower room and associated that with sex. I offered them a drink or a
beer, but they were ready and we went to the bedroom. They stripped.

"Are you sure no one can see in?" Dudley asked.

"It's oddly secluded here, given we are in town. The only people who drop
my house by are men who are in the fraternity," I said. "They would want to
join us." That satisfied Dudley. He was a polite courteous man, but he was
so nervous he was on edge. Bill was much more relaxed. Both men were
perfectly groomed. I looked like a hairy Attila the Hun at a tea
party. Dudley was un cut, well equipped, but he seemed to possess double
the amount of foreskin he needed. It completely covered his cock head even
when he was fully erect.

"What do I have to do?" Dudley asked.

I smiled. "You don't have to do anything.  The minute I saw your cock, you
received unanimous approval from the membership committee!" It's always
good to compliment a man on his cock.

He laughed and seemed to relax. "You mean I wasn't back balled?"

"We usually expect to see the contents of your balls, before you leave," I
said. "That is not required, but usually isn't a problem.

"Let me warn you, I'm not the romantic type," Dudley said. "You could say
I'm here for a little fun, some tension release."

"I'm not much into a little fun," I said. "I want a lot of fun, ball
draining, cock drooling fun."

"I don't know if I could do all that stuff you see in porn movies," Dudley
said. "It's exciting to watch, but I don't think I could do it."

"I've just met you and don't know you at all, but I can assure you that you
can do it, and probable will. Not today, mind you, but eventually," I
said. "We are all men. We all like sex, but different things get our
engines going. Relax and let's see what develops." Both men were semi-hard,
so I dropped to my knees and sucked both of them.

At first both fit in my mouth, so soon I had to alternate. Dudley liked it
when his cock was in my mouth with Bill's organ. Bill told me they weren't
close, but I suspected Dudley was willing. Bill was turned on by sex with a
janitor. He became excited quickly, and Dudley liked that a lot.

After five or ten minutes of play, Dudley was more comfortable with the
situation and he relaxed. Dudley seemed like a nice guy to me, but I think
Bill wanted much more from him sexually. I was there as a trainer. I'm not
sure Bill realized he had a preference for working class men, but my
presence was good for him.

While I'm not much of a bottom, while I was in the shower, I decided to
lubricate my ass just in case. Dudley was on his back with his head over
the edge of the bed, working on his sword swallowing exercises with Bill's
cock. He could deep throat it from this position.  His cock was rock hard
and sticking up vertically in the air. I straddled him and sat on it. The
lube in my ass helped with this, but Dudley was a leaker, and his own
homemade lube had filled his foreskin. When my sphincter peeled his
foreskin back, he was fully lubricated.

His cock was longer than average, but a bit thinner than average. It slid
in effortlessly. It was a surprise attack, although Bill was watching and
he approved. Dudley's cock must have been designed for my ass. I loved
it. He more than loved it. Apparently, my tight ass was enough to make him
lose all of his sense of reserve and decorum.

I think sex can only be so bad, but let it all hang out and let's see what
happens sex is really good. Dudley seemed to have lost his inhibitions.
His newfound freedom inspired Bill and they were both willing to spread
their wings.

I grabbed Dudley cock with my sphincter rubbed it against my prostate. He
was rock hard and my prostate loved it. I lifted up a few time so that only
his knob remained in my ass and then sat back impaling myself. Dudley
moaned every time I did that. I knew he was close to shooting, so I slowed
the pace. We broke apart to cool off and recharge.

"I didn't know anything could feel that good," Dudley exclaimed.

"I thought you were happily married?" Bill said.

"It's never been close to being like that," he said. "Willy makes you feel
like he likes it!"

Bill laughed. "Your wife and my wife may have been related. My wife was
loving woman, a good mother and housekeeper and helpful in every way
possible, except for sex. She just wasn't into it. She never complained or
said a word about it, but it wasn't important to her," Bill said, "We had
such a good life, it wasn't that much of a problem for me either. It's been
a shock to discover how good it can be now that I'm middle aged and over
the hill."

"We have three boys," Dudley said. "This is what Diane wanted. I think sex
was just the way to have children."

"Well, don't expect that from me!" I exclaimed. "I like sex for fun, plain
and simple. The more fun, the better it gets."

"Does it get better than this?" Dudley asked.

"Sometimes your earlier experiences are real hot, but it is better when you
get to know your playmates. You come to know what your buddy likes and what
turns him on," I said. "You also get more comfortable with more
experience. I remember the first time I shot off with a guy. I was so
embarrassed. You are so exposed and naked when you shoot off.  Of course,
the guy I was with was planning to shoot off too. We were playing with our
genitals; we all knew where that would end. Still, I was embarrassed."

"I came close to shooting off in your ass," Dudley said.

"I'm a big boy. I wouldn't have been shocked," I said. "I tend to think of
an orgasm as a reward for a job well done. We can try it again. There is
time for another session or two."

"It's hard for me to remember that. Sex is usually a quick ten or twelve
minute interlude," Bill said. "I can go from being soft to an orgasm in
five minutes. I want to shoot off before I get caught."

"I like things long and drawn out," I said. It seems to me the more quality
time with a cock, the better it is."

"I shoot off too quickly for that," Dudley said.

"You did well when I sat on your cock," I said. "I think you were well
revved up by that."

Dudley turned beet red. "I was hoping no one noticed," he murmured.

"Dudley, just pretend you fell through the looking glass. The rules are
different here. It's okay to admit you like sex. No one thinks badly about
you for enjoying it," Bill said. "We're all naked.  There is no way to hide
your feelings." I reached over and stroked Dudley's cock.  A bead of precum
emerged from his cock. Dudley moaned. Bill leaned over and licked the tip
of his cock. Dudley's cock twitched and he ejaculated a single shot of
cream. Landing on Bill's tongue, Bill didn't object at all.

We eased back into full-scale sexual play. Dudley had played a few times
with Bill but always with time limits and never is a safe place. He soon
discovered Bill had a far greater sexual range than he suspected.  Bill was
always a bit uptight, but his play experienced with me and Johnny had been
good. During the sexual lull between the cook out and now, Bill seemed to
have relaxed and will willing to do more.

Dudley wanted to get back into my ass, but Bill was in me first. Bill
wasn't a fucker; he did an anal massage with his rock hard organ. Dudley
had never watched another man being fucked and that turned him on big
time. When Bill pulled out to cool off, Dudley slipped in. I don't know if
Bill's cock had tenderized my ass, of if my fucking the ass just vacated by
his pal's cock turned on Dudley. Whatever it was, it was good.

"In getting really close," Dudley said, "Do you want to shoot in him?"

"You go ahead; I'd rather soot in another ass later," Bill said. Dudley was
preoccupied and it took him a little while to realize whose ass Bill was
talking about. Dudley didn't shoot. He slowed his pace and we talked.

"My ass is virgin," Dudley said, "I don't know if I could do that."

"It's a desire, not a demand," Bill said. He was smiling. "I'd like to do
it and I'd like to be the first."

"You've seen me going after Willy," Dudley said.  "Does that bother you? I
really enjoyed him. I have never fucked a guy before."

"It's good to watch a friend have a good time," Bill replied. "It doesn't
bother me that my friends play in different foursomes at the club. No one
objects when a friend hits a hole-in-one, does he? You look like you are on
the top of the world right now."

Dudley was still slowly pumping his cock in my ass. "I didn't know it would
be this good," Dudley said. "Shit, I didn't know anything could be this
good!  Do you think my ass could be this good for you?"

"You never know until you try it," Bill responded. "Would you be offended,
or feel violated if shoved my cock into your ass?  When you state it
baldly, it doesn't sound that appealing."

Dudley didn't verbally answer that question; he had an orgasm
instead. Dudley was calm and collected except for shivering with each
ejaculation. At one point, it looked as if he was going to pass out.  Bill
held him steady. Bill's touch was enough to induce several massive
ejaculations.  I could feel the semen spurting into my ass.

We broke apart and collapsed on the bed, exhausted. Bill fingered my ass. I
think he was interested in Dudley's sperm. He used his semen-coated finger
to lubricate Dudley hole. He squirted some lube into Dudley's ass. I held
Dudley in my arms and gave him encouragement as Bill worked his cock into
Dudley's ass. While it wasn't that easy, Dudley never lost his
erection. Luckily, Dudley's prostate was sensitive and he gasped when
Bill's cock hit it the first time.

I didn't know how sensitive Bill was to Dudley's reactions.  He was
sensitive enough.  He massaged it for a minute or two. I could feel Dudley
relax.  Bill made a hard thrust and then Dudley balls were resting in
Bill's bush.

"Are you in?" Dudley asked in whisper.  He was winded.

"You have it all! Damn, you're tight, nice and tight," Bill said as he
began to thrust slowly. Bill picked up the pace quickly and soon he was
pounding Dudley like a mad man. I was going to tell him to slow down, but
Dudley had a hands free orgasm and sprayed us with his man cream. Dudley's
orgasm pulled Bill's trigger and he rear loaded his pal.

Bill said he had to go, so he showered and left.  Dudley showered too, but
when Bill was gone, he asked if we could do it again. I showered and we
returned to the bed. Bill turned Dudley on; I was just a guy. Dudley could
relax with me.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

Yes, it was good.  I didn't know what to expect. Once he was in, it was
good," he said. "There were some rough spots."

"It's not that easy the first time. It's too much for some men. I think you
did very well," I said. "You like Bill, don't you?"

"Yes, it was a surprise when we first made contact. He is so distinguished,
I didn't dream he was into this stuff," Dudley explained. "It was in the
locker room. I was the only one there and he walked in. I was sitting and
he was standing next to me. He came closer and his cock was almost at my
mouth. I took it, he jumped a little but he didn't go away. We heard men in
the hall and broke it off."

"I was afraid he might be mad, but the next time he saw me he winked. He
asked me when the shower was least used. I told him, but said I had a key
to the towel room. He smiled and asked about my schedule," Dudley
continued. The next time we met, we went to the towel room.  I wasn't that
sure he wanted to, but he did show up. He didn't seem to be that into it,
but I sucked him and he shot off in my mouth. I was shocked at that, but I
swallowed it. I saw him later that week and he said he appreciated me
swallowing the evidence. He wanted to meet again. I was pleased a good
looking man like him was still interested."

"I did all of the sucking, but he did stroke my cock a few times. I sucked
him off again, but this time he really liked it when he shot in my
mouth. The next time we me he shocked me when he sucked me. I didn't think
he would do that. I shot off quickly. I tried to pull away, but he held
me. He took it all. Even after I stopped shooting he sucked until I was
soft," Dudley said. "That was a week ago. Here I am now, fucked and happy."

"Unless I'm really mistaken, you were both happy," I said. I reached over
and played with his hole. "Is it sore?  Bill's a big man."

"It is fine," Dudley replied.

"Sometimes there is an itch in your ass that needs to be scratched after
your first time," I said. Dudley didn't say anything, but he shifted his
legs to give better access.  We alternated fucking each other for the next
half hour. Dudley got into the groove.

Rusty returned and found us in the bedroom. Dudley looked like a little boy
with his hands in the cookie jar at first, but then Rusty stripped and
joined us on the bed. The combination of lust and curiosity is hard to
resist, and Dudley was not in a resisting mood.

I told Rusty that Dudley had just taken it in the ass for the first time.
Rusty was matter of fact about all things sexual. Dudley was sitting back
on the bed. His hole was visible. "Damn. I like popping virgins too," he
said, as he reached over and fingered the opening. "Your hole still looks
virgin and you're still tight. How was it?"

"It was good, but I think it will be better when I have had some more
practice," Dudley said.  By that time, Rusty's finger had reached the
prostate.  Dudley moaned and squirmed.

"Let me see if your chimes are in operating order," Rusty said. He lifted
up Dudley's leg and flipped his cock into the cum-lubricated hole. That was
unexpected, but not unwelcome. Rusty is attractive if you like the
lumberjack-cowboy type. I think Dudley might have objected, but before he
could say anything, Rusty was ringing the chimes and it was too
late. Dudley had been relaxed, and Rusty's cock was anything but relaxed.

Rusty was also a natural leader of men. He expected to be obeyed. When he
asked Dudley to get on his hands and knees so they could do it doggy style,
Dudley obeyed. Rusty's cock tended to droop when he was erect. That seemed
to be just right for Dudley's ass.