Date: Sat, 24 Oct 2015 07:35:46 -0400
From: bldhrymn@aol.com
Subject: Catfish Goes Naked 9

Catfish Goes Naked 9
By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story about gay men and gay sex. If you don't like that, DON'T
read it! You have been warned. It is intended for adults to read, and is
not for minors. It is a fantasy, not a sex manual.  I have made no effort
to portray safe sex practices. If you have any comments send them to
bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com


I was not that comfortable with doing a big porn video.  I do not object to
porn, but I was not into it. Somehow, real sex was never that far away from
me to require porn much. I was also afraid that someone I might know would
see the video.

I laughed at myself. The video was not going to be featured on the Disney
Network. Anyone who saw it would have to go out of his or her way to find
it. I realized that anyone who saw it would want to see it.

It also was not as if I was famous or well known. The secret of my firm's
success was anonymity. Only a few people knew about Catfish & Company or
our real services. When we caught someone, I liked it to be like a
lightning strike from above. The perps rarely knew we were involved or that
we existed for that matter. In Richmond, they knew Catfish & Company as the
company that provided guards in dark parking lots. They had no idea the
guards were the tip of a security iceberg.

I would be wearing a mask. My body is odd and memorable, but to recognize
me when I was naked that someone would have had my cock up their ass at
some point. They would not be shocked or worried.

I was not involved in the police activities across the street. I had
alerted the police of the suspicious activities and my room was the site of
several surveillance cameras, but that was it.  I was just being a good
citizen.

I was a little worried that there might be a shootout at the Babington. The
combined forces of the Ft. Lauderdale police and some state troopers were
well organized and planned to carry out the plan quickly. The operation
would take no more than fifteen minutes.

I went to Otis's room to get to know him better. Danny, Big Chuck and Pete
joined us. Danny had his camera with him.  Hector like to have video of all
sexual contacts including off-stage recreational fucking. If needed, he
could splice these tapes into another scene. If the sex was hot enough, he
figured his audience would not mind a problem with continuity.

Otis wanted to practice, but his balls had to be fully loaded for the
actual videotaping. Hector liked big loads. Otis wanted to become a major
porn star and wanted to impress him. The tops could shoot in the ass, and
no one would know how much they shot. As the bottom, a modest dribble of
semen would not photograph well. I was not sure about Otis, but he seemed
like a good sport. I assumed he would give it the old college try.

Of course, some porn makers use fake semen. Hector was not one of those. He
used ordinary men in his videos and the close up money shot was part of his
video's appeal. My cock was also a few sizes bigger that Otis was used to
taking.  Big Chuck offered to stretch Otis's hole, but stop short of
getting him off. Chuck liked Otis a lot. Pete made the same offer.

Pete had average cock and he was first in line.  Otis was in his back on
the bed. Pete's organ popped in easily. As soon as it did, Otis's cock,
which had been semi-erect, blew up like a balloon. Pete made three or four
thrusts and there was an impressive spurt of precum from Otis's organ.  His
face had a blissful look on it.  He had pulled his legs up and spread them
a little expose his hole and to accommodate Pete. Pete began to thrust like
a mad man. Pete pulled out, shot his load on Otis's hole and re-entered,
shoving the sperm into the hole and having his last ejaculations in the
confines of Otis's quivering ass. Pete's cock lubricated Otis's fuck
channel with his home brew.

Pete was not in the official video, so he was not shortchanging Hector who
wanted productive orgasms. Big Chuck watched this episode had it an impact
on cock. Chuck possessed a thick, fireplug type member. By the time Pete
shot off, it was a tall beer can.

After Pete pulled out Otis's small hole featured a pretty, little
rosebud. The rosebud had emerged after Pete fucked him.

Big Chuck did something strange. He took his cock head and opened his
slit. It was wide. A second later, the slit enveloped the rosebud. Chuck
shivered a little and then his beer can vanished as he thrust hard. Otis
moaned and gasped for breath, but there was nothing to indicate there was
any pain or even discomfort. Danny was right there. He captured the detail
on his cam.

I had been under the impression that Big Chuck was new to the scene. If he
was, he had some specialized interests.  I knew some men who like to play
with the rosebud. I had a friend who like to use his tongue to tickle
it. That was okay for me, but Chuck seemed to like it a lot. After five
minutes of pounding, Chuck pulled out and we had a break.

There are men who say they are perpetually horny and are willing to screw
on demand. Many of these men are duds. Otis was not a dud. He said he loved
it and that certainly seemed to be the case. I am not sure what a male
nymphomaniac is, but that seemed to describe Otis well. He was more than
willing to take a few additional cocks.



Danny took the opportunity to strip and put on a mask. Otis looked deflated
when Chuck pulled out.  Danny eased his tool into the vacated ass.  That
worked out well for both men. Pete held the camera and did the
filming. Danny was younger than the rest of us and I think Otis liked a
younger and much thinner cock in his ass. Bubba, Donny-boy, Red Dog and
Gustavo now had joined the audience.

When Danny pulled out it was my turn. Otis's hole was messy with a
combination of lubricant, precum and sperm. "Could I take a little rest?"
he asked. "I need to catch my breath." That was fine with me.

"I wouldn't mind trying it on for size?" Donny-boy said to me. He got on
the edge of the bed and pulled up is legs. It was not a success.  I had
seen him bottom the day before and he had no problem. Today, he was too
tight and could not relax. It clearly hurt him and that was not my thing.

"Never send a boy to take a man cock!" Red Dog said as he took Donny-boy's
place on the bed. Red Dog was Red Neck macho and had been uneasy the day
before. I wondered if he was taking my cock as a bet.  The last thing a Red
Neck says before he dies is, "Hey guys watch this!" Red Dog was that sort
of a man. He was a pink and pretty Ginger. He didn't shave and his bushy
copper beard connected to his hairy chest, treasure trail and bush.

I put his legs on my shoulders and nuzzled my cock head in his pink
pucker. I always use a lot of lube. I had realized that sometimes an ass
pucker could communicate; somehow, it felt comfortable and welcoming. Red
Dog was excited and I stroked his cock as I inserted my own. After three or
four fairly gentle thrusts, his sphincter surrendered and opened wide. I
was in.  I was in all the way. I felt as if I had discovered gold in his
ass.

Red Dog looked shocked and then his eyes glazed over and he shivered in
pleasure. I had a strong feeling I had sent him somewhere he had never been
before. It was beautiful place.

Hector had joined the audience. He came up behind men and whispered, "Save
the orgasm for the movie. I have a feeling it will be real photogenic." I
pulled out and Hector went over to talk with Red Dog. From the smile on Red
Dog's face, I assumed he was getting a better billing.

Gustavo was on his back by then. He was handsome, muscular and had great
teeth. He had the Latino, three days stubble look that worked for him. He
was very macho, but as soon as we made sexual contact, I knew he was
accommodating. Some men turn tricks because the need the money. You can
earn money and stay in bed.

I did not know why Gustavo had started in the game, but he genuinely loved
sex. He was tight, but he wanted to open up for me. I was not his type, but
my cock had its allure. Red Dog watched and pinched his tits. Gustavo
looked surprised, but his sphincter relaxed and opened for me. It was
almost as if Red dog had pressed a button and the garage door opened. On
the dark side of Gustavo's sphincter, all was warm, slippery and
welcoming. He was a moaner. Hector looked on with approval.

The main action in fucking is hidden and out of view. As Gustavo moaned,
you knew what my cock was doing in his ass.  After five minutes, I pulled
out and Otis was ready to go. Otis had the look of a perpetual virgin. He
looked young, delicate, pale and sweet. I look like something the cat
dragged in. Hector liked the contrast. I was afraid Otis might be like
Donny-boy.

Otis turned out to be a young, delicate and pale sex pig. Even after the
stretching exercises, his ass was still tight, but flexible. Some men like
virgins or inexperienced boys. They like to be the first. I like used men
who know the ropes. I do not necessarily like an asshole that has calluses,
but used is fine. I had watched three men fuck him. Otis had asked for a
rest period. I thought he was reconsidering taking my cock.

Otis was tight, but he didn't resist at all. His hole was small and it was
a snug fit. As I pushed in Pete, Chuck and Danny's sperm lubricated the
way. Man cream actually squirted out beside my cock. Danny was doing close
ups. Otis moaned as a slow plowed him.

"Keep it slow," Rex said. He was doing close up shots. "Damn, I've never
seen anyone so totally fucked," he added. When I pulled out, my cock
glistened with used sperm and my bush was dripping with man seed. I pushed
it in slowly to give Otis a chance to adapt. I had guessed he was a
trooper, and I guessed correctly. After a few minutes, he squeezed his
sphincter and wiggled his ass.

I pulled out and then thrust deep. He moaned. After four or five more hard
thrusts, he surrendered and opened wide. I do not know if it was his ass or
the three loads of pure man seed, but it was good. Rex told me later that
the scene had a nice, barbarian fucking a virgin look to it. I had to stop
because Otis had to save his ammunition for the main video. Pete was nice
enough to lick the cum from Otis's ass.

Otis's room was on the backside of the Darlington. As we frolicked, the
Police made their move on the Babington.  I did not see it, but I looked at
the video afterwards. The television often shows videos of Police
operations that go wrong. In this case, nothing went wrong at all. There
were no explosions, gunfire or canisters of teargas exploding. The police
arrived in vans, deployed and entered the building in a minute or two.

It was over before anyone in the building knew what had happened. A bus
with blacked out windows drove up to the side door and the police loaded
the suspects into the bus. It drove off. All the vans vanished and
plain-clothes officers in unmarked cars processed the scene. There was no
publicity for three days after the raid. Police forces all over Florida,
Georgia and the Carolinas were mopping up additional suspects catching them
unaware of the arrests in Ft. Lauderdale.

I later found out there was another big benefit from the raid on the
Babington. The police found all of the computers, tablets and cell phones
of the men in the motel. The owners did not have time to shut them down not
to mention wipe the hard drives. Massive amount of information fell into
police hands.

Back in the Darlington, the main video shoot was coming up, and I was a
mess.  Big Chuck asked if I would like to shower in his room.  My room was
still in use for videoing the Babington. I needed to shower. I knew that
dried cum is miserable to get out of hair. Chuck sucked me and then helped
me get nice and clean.

"I've never been with men who like sex so much, it was wild," he said.

"I think you are wrong about that. You've never been with men who admit and
show they like sex so much," I said. "A lot of men have trouble admitting
that. It's more macho to pretend otherwise."

"That is my case," Chuck admitted. "I'm such a big guy. I was a football
player and I did well with women. I did really well with women. That was
more of an ego trip, than out of desire. When my wife died I changed."

"Was it a good marriage?" I asked.

"It was. People talk about finding their sole mate.  I did. I stopped
messing around with other women and settled down. I think I was not into
women; I was into a woman," he said. "After she died, I met Pete
accidentally. I had been at the club, drank too much and he took me
home. It was only sex, not love, but it was spectacular sex. I had
forgotten that plain old, no-strings-attached sex could be so good."

"Cock exercises can only be so bad!" I said.

"I have never been to a real orgy before," Chuck said. He laughed. "I've
never had a threesome, not to mention an orgy. I didn't think I would like
it.  I was wrong about that. I had never taken a load before I licked your
cock clean. After the video shoot is over, do you think we might get
together? I'd like to lick up whatever is left." We went to the homemade
video studio,

At the Darlington, all was well. Originally, I think there was to have been
a plot or story to Hector's epic.  At some point, Hector decided to
videotape as much sex as possible and adjust the story later. Given the
acting abilities of the men involved and the general weakness of
pornographic plots in general, that may have been a good choice.

The long and slow build up to an emotional climax rarely works in porn. It
never worked for me. I always fast-forwarded to the good parts.

Some of the men who were to have been in the video lost their nerve and
dropped out. Other men stepped up to the plate.  These included Big Chuck,
Pete, Butch and Tony. The manager Louis was willing to join in. Rexford and
Danny would be camera men-participants. Bert appeared wearing a mask.

The Boys' Brigade had no defectors and no one lost their nerve. Some had
dreams of porn stardom. They wanted to be famous, even though the shelf
life of a porn star is measured in months, not years.

Hector was sexually involved.  He claimed he wanted the sex to be
spontaneous and not over rehearsed.  He wanted a chance to play with many
of the men.

The cameramen were self-directed and self-starters. They all tended to
gravitate to where the action was, and that was fine with Hector. Hector
did not plan individual scenes. He shot videos continuously from start to
finish. In this case, it was from first lick to final orgasm.

He put the cams in the middle of the room and with two or three scenes, one
on each side of the side of the room. In general, he liked one young guy
with two or three older men.

The outline of plot was that the young men were ass holes who didn't like
old fags or over aged failures. The older men would teach them a lesson and
the boys would discover that a sixty-year-old cock could feel real good in
an ass a third its age.

To get the ball rolling, Hector explained that Otis, Lance, Raoul and Red
Dog had hooked up they decided to call some pals and make it a party. Each
man was to call two or three friends and then they would see who showed
up. Red Dog's "friend" was at a bear party. He told them to come over not
realizing his friend was the youngest one in the group. Otis called a pal
who was a biker.  A bunch of people showed up and the plot faded away.

There were problems. Porn actors cannot act and they have trouble
maintaining focus. The young guys were supposed to be shocked by the
arrival of a group of old bears and bikers. In the makeshift studio, they
were obviously hot to trot and ready. They had a hard time not going after
the nearest cock.

Lance went for Big Chuck, and they set the tone for the event. Lance looked
small beside Chuck's massive and well-tanned body.  Chuck liked to show off
his sexual skills and he was a leader of men. He was an Alpha Dog
surrounded by obedient puppies.

Chuck had Bubba do the honors opening Lance's ass. Bubba was a man rammer.
Chuck then came up from behind and rammed Bubba with his beer can. Bubba
was shocked. He turned his head and saw it was Chuck.  He smiled.

There was no script, and all of the dialog was adlibbed. That was mostly,
"Look at that fucking horse cock," or "Fuck me harder, I can take it!"
lines.

I had wondered if someday I would encounter a sexual situation that was so
wild and crazy it would overwhelm me. I would decide enough was too much
and leave. As soon as Chuck's cock was buried deep in Bubba' ass, I
realized this was not that day. Soon there were three groups of fornicating
men.  It was like Cinerama. Sex was everywhere. I watched for a little
while, but watching does not satisfy the little obsessive brain lodged in
my tool. I looked for an opening and moved in to fill the void.

I guess you could say I am an equal opportunity fucker. If you have a needy
hole, I am willing to fill it. Some might say that the same as being a
horny bastard. That may be true, but there are a lot of size queens in the
world, and I can make them happy men.

I had picked out Louis as a member of that fraternity. Louis was a sleek
and elegant man, the perfect 1930s lounge lizard. He was frolicking with
Red Dog and Pete.  I joined in. I was originally aiming for Red Dog. I had
just fucked him and I knew he wanted more.  Louis wanted it more.  Pete had
been poking him. Louis was on his back, holding his legs open both to give
Pete easy access and to give Rex, the cameraman, a good shot.

Pete had climaxed. He had shot his first volley inside, but then pulled out
and bathed Louis's anus in man seed. Pete then re-entered and planted the
seed deep. When he pulled out, Louis saw me watching.  He twitched his ass
in invitation. Rex saw that and filmed it. He swiveled the cam and filmed
me walking over.  I was nice and hard. I nuzzled my cock head in his hole
and went in.

Louis was tight and resisted a little, but I was soon deep inside six or
seven thrusts later. He was on his way to the moon. His rectum was shrink
wrapped to my cock and it felt great. His ass was very tight, but sperm is
a great lubricant. That combination worked for both of us. I pulled out
when he shot off and went to take care of Otis.

Otis was not as tight as Louis was but he was more vocal and
enthusiastic. I plowed him for five or six minutes and then followed Pete's
lead.  I ejaculated once in him, and then pulled out and spurted on Otis's
hole. As the ejaculations diminished, I pushed back into him, planting my
sperm deep inside his body. When I did that, Otis shot off. Rex was there
catching the highlights.

I went to the hotel room next door to shower and clean up. It was good to
get out of the mask. Bert was in the room on the bed.

"I've never done it with a cam taking pictures," he said. "It was
different."

"Is that good different or uncomfortable different?" I asked.

"Well, I was afraid I couldn't get it up. That wasn't a problem," Bert
said. "Shooting off wasn't a problem either. Hector said I shot a good
one."

I smiled. "High praise indeed. Hector is a connoisseur when it comes to
orgasms," I said. "You enjoyed it?"

"I did.  I'm not sure I could have bottomed with the cameras going," he
replied. "That's not my good side and it's awfully personal."

"You bottom?" I asked.  He nodded. "That's not part of your public image?"

Bert nodded again. "It's okay in private," he said.

"Well, drop by my room tonight if you want to do some private relaxing," I
said. I showered and then returned to the studio.

When I returned to my room that night, Danny had packed all the camera
equipment. He had left a note saying he would be back to get it later. I
was tired and went to the bed. I turned on the television to see if there
was anything about the rain on the late news, but there was nothing.  That
was a good sign. A few minutes later Danny and Bert were at the door. They
had met earlier and had compared notes.  Both were interested in a sexual
nightcap.

I thought I was too tired to do much of anything, but once there was a
potential for sex, I rallied. The importance of the arrests at the
Babington were becoming clearer by then. They had decapitated a major drug
and smuggling ring that afflicted the Southeast and Caribbean areas. That
was good, but it was also sending shock wave up the East Coast and towards
Texas.

Apparently, a number of the headmen decided to take a vacation in response
to the arrests. A power vacuum at the top was good for police everywhere.
Bert had been involved in the investigation for two years. He was flying
high. Dan was a worker bee, but he was involved and basked in the reflected
glory.

Bert liked Dan, and soon Dan had eased his cock into Bert's ass. Bert had a
nice cock that turned into a dispenser of sexual juices when he was
stimulated. Dan's cock did the trick. Bert's orgasms were a wonder.  I took
his load and then kissed Dan. Dan loved tasting Bert's cum. it wasn't a
restful night, but it was intensely satisfying.