Date: Thu, 10 Jul 2014 04:13:05 -0700
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Catfish Finds  Inner peace 7

Catfish finds Inner peace 7

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 next day's Tantric session was well attended and enjoyable. Some of the
men had been to previous sessions and they were comfortable. My uneasy
friend, Carl, from the previous day was there with his friend. Ram was
mellow as usual. Since I had been at the class before I had a chance to
analyze his technique.

He was so relaxed that he was able to say unexpected things and no one
seemed to notice. I tend to be direct, but I think my, "Let's get naked and
fuck like rabbits," would not have been as successful as Ram's, "Let's
connect with our inner soul," approach. These were all conventional men,
and the direct approach would not have worked.

Now, I think many would have liked the fuck like rabbits approach, but most
were too afraid or conventional to admit it. Ram started by explaining sex
was not a foreign aspect of life, but at the core of our human life. He
then went on to describe our sexual habits and the odd way we treat sex.

"We tend to have sex in a darkened room, and try to do it as fast as
possible so no one will find out. We should be proud of sex and proud of
our sexual skills. We can all give pleasure and share it.  Our objective
here is to improve our sexual skills. We need to enjoy sex, make it last
longer, rejoice in sex and treat it as an essential part of our lives," Ram
said.

"Now, let me be realistic," he added. "I suspect that not all of you are
sexual athletes of the first order. I suspect some of that is because you
need more experience." The men laughed. "We can help with the experience
aspect of the project. I can also add to your repertoire of sexual skills,"
he paused. "You may have noticed that I am Indian. India is a great and
ancient culture with its own esoteric knowledge and practices." Ram sat on
the floor and bent himself into a convoluted position.

"You will be relieved to know, but knowledge of advanced yoga techniques
will not be needed," Ram added. The room burst into laughter. "Now it's
time to get more comfortable," Ram unwound himself, and stripped naked in a
single fluid motion. As his assistant, I stripped too, in a less graceful
way.

The men who had been there before followed suit, with the new men right
behind. One man saw me. "Damn, you didn't mention sword swallowing!" There
was more laughter. It was a good group, much more relaxed than the previous
one.

Ram and I demonstrated some techniques. Ram had a few new tricks. I had
assumed he was going to do a repeat of the previous session. He seemed to
have an unlimited number of sexual skills. I was the beneficiary of his
skills.

I am demonstrative and the men became excited too. The Tantric session
began to have the feel of a plain, old-fashioned sex party.  It was both
sensual and relaxed. Carl came over to me as soon as the main demonstration
was over.  He was with his friend, who he introduced as Freddy.  Freddy was
an older man, well into his seventies. He was also well hung and he was
entirely relaxed.

"It is a treat to see a man of your endowments," Freddy said. "Brian said
he thought you were impressive."

"You are no slouch," I said looking at his organ.

"Mine is merely a still life. It is a mere decorative accessory," Freddy
said. "Brian and I have been partnered for twenty-five years. My prostate
problem was two years ago. Brian has been monk like for long enough. I was
hoping to let him spread his wings this weekend." He leaned close to
be. "He's was used to my cock. I wanted him to maintain standards; he's a
size queen," he whispered.

"I like size queens," I said.

I joined in with the rest of the group, but Freddy asked me to visit his
cabin after the session. It was a good group and I had a good time.  Scotty
and Brian were into it big time, as were most of their pals. This was the
introductory session and it was mostly fondling and oral. When it ended, I
was feeling good, but fully loaded. At nine, we went to breakfast and then
there was time to rest, exercise or have a massage.

I went to Freddy's cabin. Carl was there with Freddy. Freddy went off to
have a massage. A little later Isaac, the folk singer, came by. Apparently,
he had connected with Carl, and they shared an interest in large cocks. I
was the center of attention.

Isaac was laid back and casual as a singer but he was more driven sexually
and was enthusiastic.  He was an average man, slim and hairy. He had normal
six-inch organ, but he needed no lessons from Ram to use it to full effect.

Carl's ass had been unused for two years.  He was ready. It took a little
work and lots of lube to open him up, but it was worth the effort. His ass
was tight and quivering. As I slipped in, Isaac knocked at my back door. He
slipped in and hit my prostate.  He knew when he hit it, and then he gave
it a workout.

Carl needed a break and I pulled out.  Isaac took the opportunity to make a
visit. He surprised Carl who adapted quickly. Since Isaac's ass was wide
open, I decided to give him a boost. My plan was to just rest my knob at
his hole and see how he reacted.

I did not expect what happened. Isaac dilated his ass, sucked me in and
then clamped tight. He possessed an almost prehensile ass, and he loved my
cock. He moaned and shivered in response to every movement, but he did not
neglect Carl. Isaac was a multi-tasker.

Isaac soon shot off in Carl's ass. He pulled out and I took his
place. Isaac's cum added a little tingle and I pounded Carl until he
popped. His ass spasmed as he ejaculated and I released my special brew. I
pumped some after I climaxed. It was juicy and warm.

When I pulled out, I rested on the bed next to him. Isaac licked up Carl's
cum from his gut. He then slipped lower in the bed and licked Carl's
ass. Carl relaxed and some of the man soup in his ass drooled out. Isaac
was in heaven.

"It's good to be neat," I said. "Do you like the taste?"

"Not really," he said, "I turns me on so much I don't care.  Did I shock
you?

"I'm open minded," I replied. "Size queens and cum hounds are all variants
on the basic gay man. I like the cream straight from the spigot. I take it
you like it after it's been used?"  He nodded. "You should have a good
week. Officially, his place is Tantric, but there is a lot of sperm stored
up in men's balls and waiting for release. This place is a sperm banqueting
hall."

"I have to be careful," Isaac said. "It's not the sort of thing my fans
like."

"Privacy is what this place sells," I said. "You are free to enjoy it."  I
went back to my room and called my office just to see if anything needed my
attention.  There was one bit of information. My computer men had found
that Mr. Loving had many corporations under different names in several
localities. There were corporations controlled by shell corporations within
conglomerates.  "He has good lawyers and even better accountants. It was a
chore to find out who owns what," my man said. "There is no reason for that
complexity without something being bit off color,"

That afternoon I went out and sat at the pool.  I sat in the sun. I don't
get into the sun much, and I inspired several men to coat me in
sunscreen. We were in secluded area and we were nude. The men were careful
to make sure that my cock, balls and ass did not burn. Oddly, Brian made
sure the inside of my rectum was protected too.  He was thoughtful, that
way, but he also protected my prostate.

Scotty saw me and asked me into his cabin.  Brian was there with a third
man who I had seen at the morning session. He was one of the shy
ones. Scotty introduced me to Colin.

"Colin is an old friend of mine. This morning's session was a bit much for
him, but he sure liked the scenery," Scotty said. "He told me that he
thought that while your organ was pretty, it was too big to be useful. I
told him it was not purely decorative. We made a little bet and that is why
you are here. I was hoping you could prove that your organ would fit
somewhere."

"I can give you references, if you want," I said, 'No one has been
hospitalized yet."

"We were hoping for a demonstration," Scotty said.

"Are you drawing straws to see who gets to bottom?"

Brian laughed. "Yes, the man who gets the long straw gets to take it," he
said. "After seeing you at this morning's session we were hoping you
weren't too shy to help us out." Colin looked uncomfortable.

"Well boys, I never fucked a man who lost a bet. I like fucking men who
really want it. If you can't admit you want me up your ass, it ain't going
to happen," I said. There was a brief silence.

"I think you are talking about me," Scotty said. "I would love to have that
thing of beauty up my ass, but I am not sure it will fit."

"You are a bottom?" I asked.

"I was mostly a top until a few years ago.  I met Brian then. He's a top
too and something had to give.  It was my sphincter. He has branched out a
bit since then too. You turn me on big time."

"Is it me or my cock?" I asked.

"I think it's a little of each," he said. "Maybe it's one-third you and
two-thirds your cock. This may sound strange but thinking about you
shooting in my ass excites me."

"What are your interests, Brian?" I asked.

"Sloppy seconds," he replied without hesitation.

"Jesus, that's hot," Colin added.

"I take it you don't mind watching men going at it like dogs in heat?" I
asked Colin. He just smiled, but there was a wet spot on his shorts. I
unbuttoned my shirt, but all three of the men were naked before I was
undressed. I went over to Scotty, as did Brian. He sucked us both. Scotty
had a fireplug type cock. Brian had a long snake and Colin had an
impressive club cock. Colin was a bland looking accountant type, and his
cock was a surprise.

Things do not always work out the way you would think. Scotty had good
intentions, but he was too tight. I couldn't get him open without damage. I
looked at Colin and he volunteered. Colin was a nice, prim and proper
Southern Baptist accountant. When my knob touched his ass, he moaned and
opened wide. I went deep on the first thrust and he went to a more
pleasurable heaven than any of his Southern Baptist relatives ever went.

My cock shares my detective skills with my brain. It told me that I was not
the first cock to visit the dark side of his sphincter. It may have been
the biggest, but it wasn't the first. Colin wiggled, rotated and ground his
ass to make sure my cock was happy. His was needy, not just for cock, but
for a new cock that could stretch his limits.

I was pretty sure he had been entertaining at the back door for years, but
he was tight and firm. His sphincter was vice like. I had a good orgasm and
filled his ass with redneck man cream. When I pulled out Scotty took my
place. His fireplug type cock did the trick for Colin too. Eventually Brian
had his sloppy seconds, but it was more correctly sloppy thirds.

There was a quiet rapping on the door. Scotty went to see who it was.
"It's Isaac," his said.

"Let him in, he will love this," I said. Isaac came in the room, sized up
the situation and stripped. He was naked by the time Brian climaxed. Scotty
and Brian were fans, and the party picked up again. Isaac went to Colin's
cum filled ass. No one batted an eye. I think Isaac was a shy man, but
licking up sperm from a guy's ass made it difficult to play the demure
virgin. We were all willing to go with the flow.

I think everyone has a quirk or two about their sexual life. We tend to see
our own quirks as odd but harmless. We tend to see other person's quirks as
being deeply perverse, and either funny or disgusting.  I separate quirks
into two groups. I personally love size queens for obvious reasons. A
little play-acting is fine, although it does not do much for me. Anything
that involves pain or abuse is a turn off. Maybe the play acting stuff is
okay, but it is easy to slip into real pain.

Sex is for pleasure, mutual pleasure. I also have a problem with boys. I am
what people typically call a pipsqueak or a shrimp. There have always been
bigger guys who want to humiliate small guys.  I happen to be a mean as
shit pipsqueak, so usually the big guys have the problem, but guys going
after kids is a big problem for me. I know that some kids may really want
it, but they want lots of stuff. Waiting until they are mature is never a
bad idea.

Scotty and Brian were occupied with Isaac. Isaac's cock definitely fit
Scotty's ass. Brian liked watching his pal take it. I was with Colin. Colin
had relaxed now that we all knew how needy he was. "It's relaxing to be in
a room where everyone has been in my ass," he said. "The secret is out!"

"No one knew you are gay?" I asked.

"I think most knew I was a confirmed bachelor, and they knew what that
meant," Colin said. "Staying in the closet was a habit.  I was comfortable
there. I did not want anyone to know I liked it in the ass. I'm not a
he-man but it seemed too effeminate."

"I think liking the bottom may have more to do with the placement of your
prostate than anything else," I said. You were good at it. I could tell you
liked it."

"You could tell?"

"Well, naked men with erect cocks have a hard time hiding their feelings,"
I said.

Colin looked at me and smiled. "I guess you could tell you weren't the
first," I nodded. "I'm the county clerk in the next county. Everyone knows
me back home. It's good to get out."

"You must be busy, I've heard there is a lot of real estate activity around
here," I said.

"You know it's funny, but I have heard stories, but no one has shown up to
record a deed," Colin said. "There has been some re-plating of property
lines, but little else. What is odd is that the new lots don't make much
sense."

"What do you mean?"

"They are all being done by out of state surveyors. The lots and parcels
seem to start nowhere and end nowhere. They don't relate to roads or
existing plots," he said. "It's turning the county into a crazy quilt. Even
worse, the new parcels leave parts of the old parcels in place.  I have
complained to the Board of Supervisors to no avail. They don't care."

I wondered if you would realize existence of the new parcels without
reading the fine print and boundary description. Would you know the
property did not have access to roads? I was beginning to see the swindle
take form. As I talked with Colin, Isaac and Brian worked over Scotty
ass. I went over to Scotty and discovered his ass was now open and limber.
I took my time, but I got in him.

We had a good time. Brian and Isaac were fucking Colin and we were somewhat
alone. Scotty was on his side as I rubbed his rectum.

"I feel strange," Scotty said. "I've never been fucked by three guys
before."

"Is it a good strange or a bad strange?" I asked.

"I would bet it will turn out to be a good strange. It is so different from
anything I have done before. I've always been the macho type," he said. "I
was acting like a two bit whore and loving it. I don't believe yours
fit. Isaac's was good too. He shot off quickly. But it was good."

"You turned him on."

"You think so?" he asked.

"That's usually what a quick orgasm means," I said, "He wanted to shoot in
you. Do you mind having his seed in you?"

Scotty looked at me.  "I don't mind," he said. "It is oddly intimate."

"I pushed it in really deep," I said. "I added my own to the brew in your
ass."

"That was just frosting on the cake," Scotty said.

Julio out did himself that night with dinner. Julio had the ability to take
ordinary ingredients and make then special. He was nothing like the star
chefs you see on the television. The results were exceptional.  I went to
my room to get to bed early.  I would hate to think that there is a limit
to my tolerance for sex, but I was getting close. The next morning was the
Tantric anal session. I wanted to rest up for that.

I went to my room, got in bed and then woke at six the next morning. Ram
was already awake and we went to the Tantric center. By six-thirty, men
were waiting for him. This group was more sexually adventurous than the
previous group from the week before. They liked sex and were much more
comfortable with their sexual tastes. Some men aren't into anal. While
choosing he top or the bottom may be a personal choice, I suspect it may be
more of an anatomical choice than a personal preference. Some asses do not
seem to be suited for being a bottom. A small anus is an obvious problem,
but I also think the location of the prostate plays a role. There can be a
mental problem too. Some men feel that that taking it in the ass is too
feminine.

Ram was mellow as always and the men were both receptive to his message and
relaxed. It was more like anal massages than fucking, but my cock often had
a mind of its own. Several members of the farm staff were there included
Julio, the chef and Humphrey, the yardman. With Ram and me, there were
almost twenty men there.

Once Ram and I did a demonstration, the atmosphere warmed greatly. He
slipped into me easily and he remained both fully erect and mellow. "I am
in control of my emotions," he explained. "The tight confines of my
friend's ass are intensely pleasurable for him and me. My objective is to
reach that point where the pleasurable feeling are just shot of demanding
release. We all know that feeling seconds form the orgasm when the pleasure
is almost unbearable."

"Usually it only last for a few seconds. I want it to last for a minute or
two. At that point I want to cool down and slide away from the orgasms,"
Ram continued. "I am not going to pull out. I wanted to remain fully
enveloped by my friend's ass. I relax a little, but my organ continues to
ooze my slippery ball juices.  His warm ass is still tight, and my cock
continues to caress it."

"What happens if you pop?" Scotty asked.

"The world does not come to an end," Ram said. "You can try to control it
and limit it to one or two ejaculations. This adds some natural lubricant
and can be pleasurable. In my own case, one or two spurts takes the edge
off the need to climax and I can go longer."

"In this situation, there is another option. Since we are in a group, you
can slowly pull out, ejaculating as you do this. Thus, you distribute you
semen throughout the rectum. You can have a friend take you place and use
you natural lubricant!" Ram said. "If he is a close friend this can be
exciting. If he is a stranger, think of it as a special gift. It is a gift
that only a man can give." At that point, Ram pulled out of me, rolled on
his back and I took my place at his ass. He discussed how to relax your
sphincter so you can open for a big cock.

After the session, Colin came over to me. "I have a favor to ask of you. I
had a friend nearby who would like to meet you. He and I share a common
interest. Let me be frank, we have an agreement that if we encountered a
monumental organ such as your own, we would share it. His own interest is
oversized cocks is perhaps greater than my own," Colin said. "This is
entirely up to you, of course. He is younger than I am and masculine."
After a little conversation, I agreed to meet the man.

After lunch, Colin picked me up in his Mercedes and we drove to a secluded
mountain cabin. A man, who had been sitting on the porch, got up and came
to meet up.

"Noland, I would like you to meet one of my oldest friends Eugene Banks. He
is a fixture of these parts," Colin said.

Banks looked me over from top to bottom, lingering at my crotch. He smiled.
"How do you do?" he said as he shook my hands. "Colin told me that good
things cock in small packages.  Your package isn't small at all!"