Date: Sun, 30 Sep 2001 05:19:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <Bldhrymn@excite.com>
Subject: Millennium Construction company 5
Millennium Construction Company 5
By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@excite.com
Both men came home with me and we had a good night. It was odd, but
good. I understood why Steve was excited. In this group there was no need
to hide your interests, affections or curiosities. Everyone was gay and
shared the same general interests. No one was going to get pregnant.
If you wanted to feel a guy's cock you could, and if you asked nicely
there was a good chance you could suck it too. If you had a fantasy or
wanted to try something, all you had to do is ask. Someone would be
willing to lend you a helping hand, cock or ass. If they didn't want to
play, they wouldn't. But probably someone else would be interested.
Julio and Steve were really interested. They weren't experienced, but
they were more than willing and seemed to think that I was much more
knowledgeable than they. Julio told me they were in their late twenties
and had almost no sexual experience and wanted to make up for lost time. I
was near 60 and was in the same boat. I didn't mention that.
Julio sucked me while I sucked Steve. Steve's cock was so big I could
barely get it in my mouth. He was muscular and firm and covered with an
even layer of blond hair. His cock was thick and long, but each vein
showed and made it lumpy. The head was bright pink and dribbled a steady
flow of precum. He rewarded every lick and caress of my tongue with more
ball juice. I was concentrating on his cock while Julio worked his magic
at my cock and I let loose.
It felt like I shot for several minutes. Volley after volley filled
Julio's eager mouth. I couldn't believe how much I shot and how good Julio
was. I usually pulled away from my partner because my head got so
sensitive during the orgasm. Julio seemed to know when to lick and when to
rest. When my orgasm began to diminish, he would swirl his tongue around
my cock head and I'd get going again. He did this three or four times and
I finally was drained. Julio then licked the underside of my head where it
joined the shaft. I squirted another load of sperm.
Steve began to spurt in my mouth and I sucked it up and think I must
have fallen asleep immediately afterwards. I woke a few hours later.
Steve was asleep but when I stirred, Julio moved. I reached over and
played with his cock. Julio had sucked off and drained both Vince and me
and didn't seem to want any reciprocation. I guessed he was a cum hound
like Skeeter.
I felt the urge to suck cock so I slipped down in the bed and searched
out Julio's cock. I found the pucker of his foreskin in the hairy crotch.
I sucked the skin in my mouth and began to work my tongue into the skin
tube.
Much to my surprise my tongue kept on working it's way in and soon
half my tongue was in the tube. I still hadn't encountered Julio's head.
The taste of precum, some new, some old became very strong. Julio began to
moan. My tongue was almost completely encased in Julio's foreskin when I
finally licked his head. It was completely coated in pre cum.
I found his piss slit and tried to work my tongue into it. Julio was
beginning to shiver. I shoved my tongue into the slit and tried to trap
his cum in the cock and jam the ejaculation. Julio was shaking now and I
could feel him twitch with every ejaculation. I felt the sperm pushing
against my tongue but was able to hold it back for the first few shots.
Then the dam burst and the sperm spewed with great force.
"Hold it in there!" Steve said. He was awake and watching. "Keep all
the cum in the skin!" Julio's foreskin was entirely in my mouth and was
sealed by my tongue. His load had cleared his cock head but was still
trapped inside. My tongue was in a sea of man seed. Julio finally stopped
shooting.
"Let's see if we can share Julio's cock cream." Steve said. I slowly
pulled off. Steve had his head next to mine and soon as my tongue cleared
the skin, his was in. He sucked the tube as if it were a straw, sucking
the cum from the foreskin. Julio had a huge load and Steve and I both had
our fill.
We all fell asleep again. I woke at 6:30 and went to make coffee. The
two firemen joined me shortly. They were early risers too.
"That was one hell of a night!" Julio said. "Damn! I never felt
anything like whatever you did to me last night. It was a 10."
"It was good for all of us." I said. "I like uncut cocks, but yours
seems more that uncut."
"I'm sorry." Julio said. "I know it grosses out people. I should get
it cut."
"Hell no!" Steve said. "There's a lot of recreational potential in
that skin. I don't know when I was turned on as much."
"I thought you were pretty well turned on in the hot tub last night."
Julio said laughing. Steve laughed too.
"I was the most turned on I've been since the hot tub." he said. "It
must have been a good two hours. Frankly, I didn't know I could shoot
twice in the same day."
"You're not finished for the day, I hope?" Julio asked. "We have a
long holiday ahead."
"Records are meant to be broken!" Steve said with a smile.
I got some breakfast on the table and they ate everything that came
close to their plates. Clearly, Julio was embarrassed by his long
foreskin. It took us a while to convince him it was an attractive feature.
Both men had to go to work but they had the rest of the holiday off and
would be back that evening. They were on call but not on duty.
I had the day off so went shopping. I tried to drive to a shopping
center but encountered so much traffic that I gave up the attempt and
returned home. I went wandering down the street to a small shopping area
and discovered a collection of good shops. I had been in the suburbs too
long and had forgotten these distinctive and unique local businesses. I
got some things for my house guests and found something for Skeeter.
I also found more half price Christmas decorations. Decorating had
been my wife's job, so I had never done anything but set up the tree and
let her decorate it. After my last few months restoring architectural
decoration I discovered I liked the idea of decorating my house.
I had lunch at a small café and got back home by the middle of the
afternoon. I was going to decorate, but sat down to watch the TV for a
minute and fell asleep. I woke when Julio and Steve returned. Skeeter
came back a few minutes later and we all settled down to making a big
spaghetti dinner. Skeeter had been out getting Christmas decorations too.
Larry came over and said he had the tree outside. I finished cooking
dinner while the other guys brought it in the house.
It was a beautiful spruce. It sat in the living room while we ate
dinner and when we returned the place smelled like Christmas when I was a
kid. It was wonderful. Steve cleaned the dishes and we pulled out the
decorations and found enough lights to make a convincing display. Skeeter
and I didn't share the same tastes in lights but Larry mixed them in a way
that looked good.
Butch and Bubba arrived to see Skeeter. They brought additional
lights and decorations and we added them to the increasingly elaborate
tree. After five minutes they were best friends with the two firemen.
Everyone was friendly anyway, but the combination of the Christmas season
and sexual attraction made forming friendships easy.
Butch brought some beer and it turned into a party. He was about the
same age as the firemen and they seemed to get closer and closer. Bubba
and Skeeter were old friends. Larry and I seemed like the daddies. I got
a fire going in the massive fireplace and we all became a bit mellow. It
was getting late so Butch and Bubba decided to spend the night.
Skeeter went upstairs and Bubba, Julio and Larry seemed to follow him.
I ended up in bed with Butch and Steve. The two boys were attentive to me
but were curious about each other. Their cocks were the same length, but
Steve was as thick as Butch was thin. Neither of them had any trouble deep
throating the other. It was a remarkable display. They 69 and deep
throated as I watched.
I was sucking on Butch's balls when the urge to get his cock in my ass
began to build. I wasn't sure I wanted to get fucked in front of Steve,
but I really wanted to feel the cock deep in my ass. Lust overcame
modesty. I rotated in the bed and sucked on Steve's balls, so Butch and I
were nose to nose as he deep throated Steve's cock. I don't believe in
nonverbal communication but, I knew Butch wanted to get in my ass as much
as I wanted him in me.
We all uncoupled and rearranged ourselves. Steve was puzzled, the
exclaimed, "Shit that's hot!" when Steve's cock began its trip into my ass.
He quickly got into 69 position with Butch. Butch sucked Steve's meat,
then Steve leaned over and sucked me. I had sensory overload, as Steve
swallowed my cock as Butch's cock rammed my prostate. I couldn't tell
which end was up for a moment.
Butch began to twitch violently as he shot his load into my ass. We
broke apart and I relaxed for a second then Steve turned me over and popped
his cock head against my hole. I hadn't even considered that possibility.
I moved a little to open my ass a bit wider. That was all the invitation
Steve needed.
Steve was a polite but insistent fucker. He was really big and didn't
want to hurt me. He obviously really wanted to get the entire shaft into
the tunnel. Once it was buried deep, he slowed down. It hurt some and was
really uncomfortable. As he rested, I relaxed. I don't know what
happened, but the pressure his cock exerted seemed to grow and turn fro
being pain to a sexual urge. At first I wanted him out of my ass so I
could breathe again. After a minute I found myself wondering if he could
get it any deeper.
It was as if his cock was masturbating my cock from the inside of my
ass. I undulated my hips so that his cock head would rub my prostate
again. Steve immediately knew what I wanted and he began to pump me
slowly. It was slow at first, but Steve picked up the pace and soon was
fucking like a mad man. I couldn't catch my breath and began to ejaculate
as his ramming continued. When I started to moan, he popped and froze as
he filled me for the second time that night. He was still except for his
spasming cock.
We both collapsed on the bed and he left his meat in my ass and it
slowly deflated and he eventually pulled out. Until then I hadn't realized
fucking wasn't a single sex act. With Butch it had been an intensely
pleasurable meeting of cock and prostate. Steve's fucking was a collision
between cock and ass. I fell asleep trying to decide which I liked the
most.
I woke Christmas Eve morning with a desire to cook a big breakfast.
My ex was a toast and orange juice person. My mother had been a bacon and
eggs with rolls and fruit woman. I think I must have wanted to recreate my
earlier memories. I got the coffee brewing and the bacon cooking and the
kitchen filled with men. It was like a magnet. Larry went to his house
next door and brought back a fruit basket he had been given. He and Julio
turned it into a fruit salad.
Everyone had a good night. There is nothing like sex and an orgasm as
a sleep aid, and everyone was in a good mood. We ate and had a serious
evaluation of the tree. Bubba had very clear ideas what a tree was
supposed to look like and he felt there were deficiencies. Technically it
wasn't bare, but he felt there weren't enough decoration.
After we ate Bubba took a delegation down to the shops I had visited
the day before to find things to fill the gaps. Julio started to work on
dinner. Larry and I were his helpers. Julio came from a large Italian
family in the Bronx and was used to cooking for a large group. His
experience cooking for firemen had increased his skills. He wasn't a fancy
cook, just a good one. I went off to the market to get some additional
items and some more wine and beer.
When I got back to the house, Bubba and his foraging crew had returned
covered in glory. They had found a small shop that was going out of
business and bought the entire remaining stock of Christmas decorations for
$200.00. Bubba filled up his pick up with the boxes and had now filled the
living room.
It turned out there were a good number of Halloween and Thanksgiving
decorations in the boxes too, along with a few Easter things. Skeeter had
turned a plastic skeleton into an ornament display that was rakishly
festive. A ceramic turkey and bunny played under the tree. There were no
gaps in the tree's decoration and there was a slew of other stuff left to
cover any possible decorative need of my house.
We had a lunch of cold cuts and the groups started to decorate in a
serious way. One of the boxes had 100 sets of Christmas lights, 200 lights
to the strand. Butch thought they should outline all the windows and eves
in lights. I almost said something about West Virginia trailer decoration,
but held back. Julio had another decorative theory, so the result was a
combination of Bronx and West Virginia preferences. I was a bit unsure
about the whole thing, but everyone was having such a good time I let go.
Ed arrived with Bobby. They brought two big boxes. One contained a
train set, the other a village. Ed was a model train hobbyist and had
saved this set from his divorce. They began setting it up under the tree.
Much to my surprise, presents began to arrive from business associates.
This included some very good whisky, two hams, a case of wine and boxes of
cookies and candy.
Otto and Tom arrived around three in the afternoon. Otto immediately
took charge of the remaining decorations and began to rearrange everything.
Tom joined me in the kitchen. I was drinking a glass of wine and stirring
a massive stew. Tom had brought CD's with a complete collection of
Christmas music. The house began to look as and sound like Christmas.
We had Bing Crosby singing "White Christmas," beef stew simmering on
the stove and two cakes in the oven. One group of guys was outlining the
house in twinkle lights and another was assembling a train and village
under the tree. It was a fantasy vision of the holiday. The only oddity
was that all the participants were men.
It was clouding over by four and got quite dark. Much of the
neighborhood was empty now. All the students had gone home and many had
left to visit relatives, so it was quiet and peaceful. It began to snow.
It rarely snows in Richmond and never on Christmas. I turned on the
TV to the weather channel and found that we were indeed in a snowstorm.
They expected six inches, but would have 12 plus inches to the south. I
told Bobby to call his mother and check on the situation there. He did and
discovered there was heavy snow in his hometown and he wouldn't get to go
home after all. The s State Police were closing the highways. Bobby
looked disappointed and lost. I told him he could stay here and celebrate
with us.
Bubba yelled at us to come out for the grand illumination. The snow
was coming down in big flakes now and the street was all but deserted. We
stood in the street and Bubba plugged in the lights. It was beautiful and
spectacular. The house was dripping in lights. There was no gesture
toward good taste or restraint. Everyone cheered, and then went in for a
drink.
Inside Otto had rearranged and redecorated everything. He had a great
eye so the haphazard look of the early afternoon was replaced with an
orchestrated series of decorations. Even the skeleton looked good. We all
had a beer and admired the effect. Ed turned on the train. It was the
dream train of every young boy, and there was a lot more boy in my men that
I had guessed.
Everyone had planned to go home, clean up and dress up before they
came for the Christmas eve party. The snow put an end to that. Larry took
a group over to his house to shower and clean up, the rest used Skeeter's
or my bathroom.
Bobby, and Bubba went up stairs with Skeeter. Ed, Julio and Tom
joined me in my bedroom. The others went off with Larry. I saw
immediately that Tom and Julio were going to hit it off. Tom got in the
shower and Julio joined him. Ed and I had never been together sexually.
Tom emerged from the shower with a hard on and Julio followed in the same
state, except his erection was enshrouded by his foreskin. I went to
shower and Ed joined me.
"Do you mind company?" He asked. "I think three was a crowd in your
bedroom. Is Julio's cock for real?"
"Come on in." I replied. "It is real. Turned on by foreskin?" Ed got
in the shower. He was a big man covered in blond hair that was turning
white.
"Until I saw it, I didn't know it."Ed confessed. "I feel like a
teenager who is just discovering sex and is damn puzzled by what he
discovers. When I saw Julio's skin hanging over the tip of his cock my sex
button turned on. I couldn't believe it." I looked at Ed's cock. It was
maybe five to five 1/2" long and three inches in diameter, a solid cylinder
of meat. I stroked it and a stream of pre cum emerged and dripped to the
floor of the shower. Ed blushed. "I guess you can tell I'm ripe."
"I know what you're feeling. I spent all of my life hiding my
feelings and hiding my cock. It was as if it didn't exist. Guys can't be
naked and hide their feelings." I said. "Your mind can control a lot of
things but the cock sure isn't one of them." He stroked me and I went from
half staff to full erection. "Cocks seem to have their own thoughts"
"I was talking about this to Billy and he thinks it is the balls that
run things." Ed said. "Once they start pumping out hormones they can just
take you over and run things." I had that sensation as Ed described it.
Ed was big and fair skinned and clearly had a problem with sunburn. He was
pink, healthy looking, and 100 % masculine. I dropped to my knees and
began sucking his cock.
"I'm sorry John." he whispered. "I'm a terrible leaker. My wife
hated that. She hated the mess. She actually went to see a doctor about
it. He told her you can't turn it off." I had no desire to turn it off.
I first thought it was cum, but it was pre cum all right. Every movement
of my mouth or tongue was answered but a change in the flow from his piss
slit. I steadied my self in the shower by holding his bull balls. I could
almost feel them churning out the milky fluid. I got up.
"Damn it Ed. I've never tasted any thing that turned me on before.
You cock is oozing pure sex. You need to bottle it!"
"Shit. There's enough of it!"
"This morning Julio told me he was embarrassed by his foreskin.
You're worried about your pre cum. Don't worry. There is no problem."
Ed smiled. "There are no problems, only opportunities." I laughed.
"That's right, and as long as you give me the opportunity to milk your
dripping dick, there will be at least one really happy guy in this world."
We got out, dried off and went to the Christmas eve party.