Date: Thu, 25 Nov 1999 07:05:17 -0500
From: Bald Hairy Man <bldhrymn@aol.com>
Subject: Preaching to the Choir Part Three

Preaching to the Choir- Part Three

By Bald Hairy Man e-mail bldhrymn@aol.com

This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again
remind you that have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and
jetsoned a good deal of common sense too. It follows on my earlier story,
Snow on the Mountain.  That is not required reading, but it might help you
to get to know the characters better.  If you have any suggestion or
comments, please e-mail me.


Wally announced that he was returning to the house to prepare
dinner. Ronnie and I volunteered to help him. The other men were dozing in
the sun, except Bill, who went to collect and store the equipment they had
used to begin clearing the property.

"It seems if everyone gets along well. " I said.

"That is hardly the word for it!" Wally said. "It's difficult to believe
that men with so little in common could hit it off so well."

"Maybe common sexual interests are enough." I said, thinking out
loud. "Clothes don't mean a damn in the shower room. Do we all share the
same tastes in men?"

"I don't know about them, but I'm quite sure that you and I do." Wally
said. "In some ways I always feel out of place. I'm not interested in women
sexually, which excludes me from the straight world. And I'm not interested
in boys, and even less in effeminate men.  That excludes me from most of
the gay world"

"And leather?" I asked.

"Too many accessories to buy!" Wally said, and we laughed.

"Shit, I like cocks, plain and simple."Ronnie said. "Leather straps, and
chrome rings seem like a lot of work for letting a guy suck or fuck you.
`Specially since you want to suck or fuck anyway."

"You are a philosopher, Ronnie." Wally said.  "I will admit there is
nothing more unattractive than other peoples' perversions.  My interest in
hairy, well-hung men is perfectly natural and understandable.  Your
interest in wrapping you partner's cock in a plastic baggy and sticking it
into an electrolux represents the height of depravity!" We all laughed
again.

"If I wanted role playing, I would have become an actor." I said. "Being a
horny, gay, middle-aged professional man is hard enough"

"Being a gay, redneck, construction worker is no piece of cake." Ronnie
said.

"I hate to sound stupid," Wally said, "but you know, I never thought you
could be gay without a college degree. I've never been outside my circle of
friends."

"When I have run into businessmen, the look at me as if I were going to
beat them up!" Ronnie said. "I just want some cock."

We reached the kitchen and Wally distributed chores.  He took care of the
main course and got the grill going.

"I would love to know a bit more about your sexual interests?" Wally
asked. "Any thing off limits?"

"Well you know I like to bottom." I said.

"You've already taken that fucker?" Ronnie said.

"Yep" I said.

"How was it? Did it hit anything new?" Ronnie asked.

"Every thing you would think. And yes." I said.

"Well, can I get on your dance card later tonight?" Ronnie asked Wally.

"I actually had you at the top of my list!" Wally said. "You are
interested? You think you can take it?"

"Shit, yes!" Ronnie said. "I'm the kinda guy that likes a challenge."

"Why don't you give us a run down on the trio, and I will fill you in about
the construction crew?" I suggested.

"Fair enough. Larry's the only one that took my whole cock. The other's
tried, and were really interested, but I only got half way." Larry said.

"I remember that halfway point myself." I said.

Wally continued.  "Everyone is versatile.  Charles is more oral than
anal. He's a relaxing top. His cock isn't a challenge, but he knows what it
can do.  Larry loves cock in his ass, but likes it in his mouth too.
Templeton likes anyone who can manage his cock. He's a good bottom, but
that may be out of necessity. Few guys can take that donkey dong."

"This may be a good weekend for Mr. Templeton." Ronnie observed. "It's
longer but not as thick as yours?"

"We never measured, but it's long, ten plus, and thick, with no taper."
Wally said. "Telephone pole, not oak tree trunk."

"Well, I am a sucker-fucker combo platter, with special skills as a bottom"
Ronnie said in his usually sophisticated manner. "Bill is good at
everything, interested in everything, good at everything.  Skeeter is a cum
junkie.  Likes a cock in his ass from time to time, and really likes the
feel of the insides of Max's ass. And I do mean likes!"

"Thanks for the testimonial." I said.

"I admit it liked it too." Ronnie confessed. "John-Boy is young, but very
willing. A fast learner."

"Any experience?" Wally asked. "I've had some experience with some
twenty-five-year-old choir boys whose eyes were bigger that their
assholes."

"Are you sure you are a virgin?" Ronnie asked. "I am just beginning to have
doubts about your virtue."

"Believe me when I tell you." Wally said, "I am as virgin as you. I've done
it all, once or twice." Wally had finished his work and was bending over
the island counter, when Ronnie came up behind him, and patted Wally's
ass. I knew Ronnie well enough to know his finger was probing, and shortly
his cock would follow his finger. Wally seemed unconcerned.

"Charles is a trip to play with. Very responsive, you feel every thing you
do to him or with him gets fully appreciated." Wally said. He sighed as
Ronnie's cock slipped into his ass, clearly enjoying it. "Larry is more
reserved, but when he gets really excited it's no holes barred.  Templeton
is an ice cube until he gets naked.  I don't know what he would be like
with guys who could service his cock.  He was always ready to help and
participate in any scene, but the mechanics of sucking his cock or taking
that thing in an ass defeated Charles and me the last time we got
together."

"You're nice and responsive your self." Ronnie said to Wally. Wally was
wiggling his ass to massage Ronnie's meat as the red neck pumped slowly.
"How long was your last group get-together? When we were stranded on Afton,
guys seemed to loosen up and open up the second day."

"Six hours or so.  We've only got together twice." Wally said.  "Scheduling
is a bitch! Do you want to cum now, or save it for later?"

"If I'm going to take that fuck pole of yours, I'll need a full load of
juice." Ronnie replied. " This has been a real enjoyable interlude."

"Enjoyed it!" Wally said. "Time to clean up before dinner." Everyone had
joined us in the kitchen and had watched Ronnie and Wally screw. There were
many erections evident. "There are three bedrooms, three baths. But the
dorm is the place for us now."

Wally explained that the house had a master bedroom suite, and two
conventional bedrooms on the second floor, but a large common sleeping room
in the attic. "The entire family was my grandparents and four boys. He
figured that all the boys would sleep in the dorm.  It is big enough for
the boys and any friends who would sleep over."

I was a bit uncomfortable with the idea of sleeping in a hot attic, but
when we got there, my concerns were unjustified. It was more of a penthouse
than an attic, with windows or French doors opening onto balconies on each
side. Wonderful cross ventilation. In the middle was a circular stair up to
a copula- overlook.  The bath was marble, with a gym type shower room.

"Hot damn!  A play pen!" Skeeter said.

"There's a steam room on the other side." Wally said. "Aunt Isabel's live
in boyfriend was a body builder and this was his gym."

The water was going and everyone was soaped up.  I was with Templeton and
Bill, sharing a shower head.  We rinsed and Templeton was nice enough to
suck my cock.  Bill got on his knees next to Templeton, watching him deep
throat me and giving him advice about my likes.  He also worked a finger
into my ass.

"Now Templeton. I'm playing with Max's ass.  Let me know when I hit a good
spot?" Bill said. "Work a bit more on the mushroom head." Bill had my
prostate wedged between two fingers and was squeezing from each side.

"Max liked that!" Templeton said. "Getting real close to hitting pay dirt,
unless I miss judge."

Bill withdrew his fingers. "Let's save this for desert, not an appetizer."
He said.

"Don't leave me like this Bill!" I whined, "I'm ready!"

"If it's worth doing it's worth doing well, and slow." Bill said, "Now why
don't you help Templeton here?" He directed me down on my knees and I was
facing Templeton's huge meat.

When my tongue first touched his cock head, I tasted pre cum, it was
dripping with it. I tried to deep throat it, but got three quarters of the
way before I stopped. I was sure I could take it, but was afraid of
scraping the fuck tool with my teeth. I was coming at him from the wrong
direction. In a 69 situation I would have been using his head to massage my
tonsils.

"Gee.  That's good." Templeton said. I pulled back and he rewarded me with
a new shot of pre cum.

Bill watched with interest. I tasted an unexplained shot of pre cum and
assumed Bill was fingering Templeton's prostate.  I was back at the three
quarters position when Templeton's cock expanded a bit more. Pulling back,
Templeton's cock twitched and I got a single shot of cum.

"Calm down boys." Bill said. "Just relax. You're not too far gone to stop,
Templeton.  Cool down."Remarkably Templeton did this, and he
relaxed. "We're all primed and ready to go. Let's wait `till later the
pull the trigger."

At the next shower head Charles and Wally were in a tight embrace, with
Skeeter slow fucking Wally. Larry was on his hands and knees with Ronnie
giving his prostate a workout with his uncut cock.

 "Let's break it up guys!" Bill commanded. "Let's save it for after
dinner." Bill was nothing if not a leader of men, and everyone obeyed. On
the job, I had noticed that men obeyed him. He didn't order men about, he
just stated what he wanted with authority and they did what he asked.

"Wally, are you getting a tasted for red neck cock?" I asked.

"Actually, I haven't had much taste." He replied. "But I certainly like the
feel!" Both Ronnie and Skeeter smiled. We all dried off, pulled on some
shorts and went downstairs for dinner.

Wally was a good cook. He had a huge roast beef turning on a spit over a
fire and potatoes baking to the side.  The vegetables Ronnie and I had
chopped were assembled into a toss salad, and Wally produced a fruit salad
from the refrigerator.  All the food was simple but distinctive. The meat
had been marinated in a sauce, the salad dressing was tangy, The fruit was
perfect.

We all sat at the dining room table, drinking a pleasant red wine and
talked.  It was an odd but attractive combination of elegance and
informality. Candles flickered and reflected on the crystal and silver.
The contrast between that and the half naked men was erotic. I had heard
that Wally was known as a good host, and realized that he had planned the
dinner to be distinctive but not intimidating.

The conversation was good, and surprisingly comfortable, given the odd
assemblage of men. There was a hunting, fishing and canoeing group, and a
building, old houses and restoration cluster.  Skeeter and Wally got into a
deep conversation about the mechanics of organ construction. After the
sexually charged situations at the quarry and in the shower, dinner was a
long, pleasant cool-down period.

We cleared the table and went up to the cupola above the dorm room.  It was
dark now, In the distance we could see fireworks on all sides. The
reflections in the water doubled their effect below. It was still hot, but
the good breeze made it comfortable.

"I'm sorry guys." Wally said. "I forgot desert.  You'll need to make do
with what you have." Wally dropped his shorts.  Skeeter was on his cock
like a magnet on an iron anvil.  We needed no more invitation.  The copula
was about fifteen feet square with windows on all sides and a continuous
cushioned window seat wrapping around the room. As my eyes became
accustomed to the dark, I saw that Wally and a pump bottle of lubricant on
each side of the room, with several small, yellow bottles next to them.

Bill, Templeton and I were together. "Go take care of Larry." I suggested
to Bill.

"Oh-kee doak-kee." He said and he went off to find Larry. Templeton and I
hugged, kissed and were on the bench 69ing each other.  He was five inches
shorter than I so when he deep throated my cock.  My mouth was at his
balls.  I normally am not much interested in balls, but I took the sack in
my mouth. The fur-covered bag contained two ripe, sperm making apricot
sized balls.  Hung like a bull was the only phrase I could describe them
with. Both were in my mouth, my tongue was tracing circles on the spheres,
when Templeton took my cock deep and kept it there. I growled
involuntarily, and they must have directly transmitted the vibrations into
his balls. He twitched.

I finally pulled my cock out from his mouth, so I could get to his cock. As
I had guessed, the curve of his cock in the 69 position matched the curve
of my throat. I lunged forward and took the whole thing.  Templeton
moaned. I pulled off and took a breath, not letting his cock head out of my
mouth. I then hunched up so that he could get at my cock, and we deep
throated together. We stayed as cock- stuffed as long as we could then
broke apart.

"Shit! That's good" Templeton said. "I need to breathe." I rotated on the
window seat so we were face to face. We were covered in sweat and out
hearts were beating at a furious pace.

"I can use a breather too." I said. On the other side of the room I could
see the outline of Larry on his hands and knees sucking Charles and the
more massive shape of Bill a cocks length from Larry's ass.

"Just relax and let me in." Bill said.

"Concentrate on my cock and let your hole open wide." Charles said.

The space between Bill and Larry disappeared. "Hot damn!" Bill said. Larry
moaned. "Now, I'm going to just stay here still-like for a while and when
you are ready just squeeze." Bill said. Charles was rubbing Larry's
back. The room was still and I guessed everyone was waiting for Larry to
respond. There was a two or three inch space between the two me, Bill had
pulled out a bit, and I could clearly see Bill's beer can cock, with its
head still lodged in Larry's ass. "That's it. Let's just do this nice and
easy." Bill said as he pumped slowly.

Ronnie and Wally were in a clutch, and at first I couldn't see Skeeter and
John-Boy. Then I saw them on the floor between the two men sucking cock.

"Ready to get going again?" Templeton whispered.

"I sure am." I said.  "But I have this itch n my ass." I stroked his
cock. It was still rock hard and oozing. "I really want to try to take it."

"How do you want it? He asked. I felt him shiver in excitement. There was a
pump bottle of lube near by, and I coated his cock.

"Can I sit on it first?" I asked.

"Any way you think you can take it." Templeton said. "Any way."

I squeezed another shot of lube and worked it in my ass.. I was lying on
top of him so I just straddled him and began to ease myself back.  He held
his cock steady as he found my hole and kept the head there. He let go and
it popped out, but the next time he waited until I had three inches in.

Templeton took a snort of amyl and gave me the bottle, and I took a whiff.
I sat up, and lowered myself onto his fuck pole. It went in, and in, and
in. It was like having the Washington Monument shoved in you ass. That is,
if the Washington Monument were attached to a diminutive sex maniac who was
moaning and twitching in ecstasy.  John-Boy came over and fed Templeton his
cock, as if Templeton needed any more sexual stimulus. John-Boy later told
me I looked like I was trying to do the hula on Templeton's cock.

Templeton and I had been over ripe in the showers several hours earlier. I
couldn't hold anything back any more. I shot and covered Templeton's and
John-Boys chests with cum. Templeton moaned and I felt spasm after spasm
roll through his body. He couldn't move since I was on his cock and
John-boy was face fucking him.  He told me later that he briefly understood
the attraction of bondage. He was having a massive orgasm, but couldn't
touch his cock or his partners.  Then John-Boy shot off, adding his cum to
the sticky gobs on Templeton's chest.

"Skeeter! Get over here." He called. "We've got something for you."

Skeeter came over , saw the cream on Templeton's torso and began to lick
him clean. My cock was slowly deflating, and I could feel Templeton's cock
begin to diminish. Skeeter would lick my cock from time to time as he
cleaned all the cum from Templeton's chest.  He would suck another drop of
juice from my piss slit before he returned to the main task.

Eventually I pulled off the cock and got beside Templeton, whose breathing
was almost normal again.

"I hope you felt half of what I felt. "Templeton said.

It was unbelievable." I said. "Great. The first half of your cock was
wonderful, the second beyond description."

"No one has ever enjoyed it. Not on the first time." He whispered.

"I never saw any thing like that before. John-Boy said. You really got into
it." His cock was near my mouth and I took a lick. He was still oozing cum.

Larry's moans became continuous as Bill picked up the pace of his fucking.
"I can't stop now." Bill cried. The three of them must have cum together.
Larry took Charles cum in his mouth and Bill's in his ass.  Only Wally,
Ronnie and Skeeter still carried a full load of juice in their balls. It
was still early.