Date: Tue, 02 Nov 1999 22:14:06 -0500
From: Bald Hairy Man <bldhrymn@aol.com>
Subject: Snow on the Mountain Part Four

Snow on the Mountain Part Four

By Bald Hairy Man

I would appreciate your comments and suggestions. Bldhrymn@aol.com

I had a strange sensation of being exhausted, limp like a dish cloth and
still horny as hell.  I was not normally a passive sexual partner, but I
just wanted to be fucked. Lay back and take a cock, no thinking, just
sensation, no effort, just wait to climax. Leave the work up to my partner.

Mike looked at me, must have sensed my desire and worked his cock in my
ass. His cock was average in size and uncut.  After the big cocks that had
been in my ass earlier that night, I had guessed that it would be an
intermission between the major acts.  I was wrong. Bill's dong had rammed
my prostate as it proceeded deeper into my rectum. Mikes shorter cock
lodged his head in the tender organ.

Mike's silky long hair was matted by sweat on his muscular chest. He
smelled of clean sweat and sexual excitement.  He was gentle and forceful
at the same time, and he struck me as an exceptionally handsome man.
Sherry popped another ampule and gave it to me. I inhaled deeply and gave
it to Mike, who did the same.

It would have been hard to believe that the feelings of sexual arousal and
power could have gotten stronger, but they did.  I could feel Mike's cock
expanding in my ass to the point of exploding. He was pumping faster and
faster, and my ass was twitching, trying to caress it, at first with my
sphincter, but as he got more excited , the whole chute tried to contract
to trap it inside my ass.

The waves of sensation merged into a continuous crescendo of feeling. I
began to convulse in a whole body orgasm. Mike arched his back and he
rammed his bloated cock in for a final thrust. He shot. I shot.

You never know how long a orgasm lasts. You can watch them in porno movies,
and realize that they rarely last for more than thirty seconds or a
minute. But this was like when you put the video on slow motion and watch
the cum slowly emerge from the cock.  First a single drop, then a spurt of
cum that dribbles down the cock.  Then there is a powerful shot of sperm,
flying across the gut and chest, leaving ribbons of man seed spewed across
the body hair. Finally cum everywhere.

I didn't see this.  This is the way Bill described it as he and Skeeter
watched. The jiz hit Bill on the chest and then Skeeter tried to intercept
it as it flew through the air. He got a few spurts. Skeeter licked the
juice off Bill's chest and Bill went into orbit. He pushed Skeeter on his
back raised his legs and forced his cock head through Skeeter's
hole. Sherry popped a second ampule and the two men started to undulate
together. Bill tried to get deeper, Skeeter to open his ass wider.

Mike and I were floating on a cloud of cum. We didn't know where we were or
who was watching. As the last of the juice oozed from our cocks, we felt
peaceful and spent. Bill was growling as he filled Skeeter's ass.  Skeeter
was crying. Not from pain, but too much pleasure. As he shot, remarkably
the cum landed in his mouth, he fed himself his own cum.

Bubba came up behind Sherry and poked Sherry's ass with his cock. Ronnie
walked over and dropped to his knees at Sherry's horse cock. When Ronnie
realized that Bubba was entering his lover's ass, he changed positions so
that he could lick both the men's cocks and balls.  Sherry popped another
ampule and gave it to Bubba, and then to Ronnie before he too a good snort.
They were all over ripe and Sherry cried that he was going to come. This
gave Ronnie a chance to get into position and take the load. Ronnie shot
straight up in the air hitting Bubbas's cock at the point it entered
Sherry's ass. With the warmth of the cum and the slippery cum lubricated
the cock Bubba dropped his load.

It was one in the morning now and everyone slept as the last traces of cum
and pre cum dripped from their cocks. The sheets would be stained the next
morning.


I woke at about six thirty and opened the drapes and looked out. Snow
everywhere. The storm was unabated. I went back to bed and Ronnie whispered
to me, "What's it like out there?"

"Real bad." I said, " We're here for another day at least."

"Hot diggity!" He said. "I like this place. Hey Max, have you ever done
anything like last night before?"

"I never had a dream that good before!" I said.

"Same here. And I had some real good times when I worked with Bill." Ronnie
said.  We were the only two awake in the room. How we ended up on the same
bed, I don't know. Ronnie touched my cock and began to play with them.

"Do you and Sherry have group action often?" I asked.

"Not real often. In a hotel there is always someone willing to get into bed
with you. Sherry is picky." Ronnie said. "He has some old friends who drop
by periodically."

"I can go for months with no sex at all.  I'm afraid I am a workaholic and
I get caught up in day to day problems, and leave out the recreational side
of life." I said. I was coaxing his cock to life. It did not take much
coaxing. "I have a cock in my ass, maybe once a year."

"Five cocks in one night is kinda special, huh?" Ronnie smiled.

"Kinda special is hardly the word for it." I said. "I thought you were a
bottom mostly, Ronnie?"

"Sherry and Bill have certainly spent a lot of time probing the insides of
my ass."  Ronnie said.  "But Skeeter was right, your ass is easy on the
cock."

"Thanks." I said , "If that was a compliment?"

"It was a compliment alright." Ronnie laughed. "Do you, by any chance,
think there is enough lube left in your ass to let me in for a quiet little
fuck?"

"I don't know Ronnie.  But I guess if there has ever been an occasion when
there would be enough, it would be this morning." I said.  I rolled over
and nuzzled my ass against his cock. He spit in his hand and I guess
lubricated his cock with it and quickly had his cock head at the hole. I
raised my leg to give easier entrance and he applied pressure.  Not much
pressure; his head popped in without any pain.  Once he cleared the
sphincter the whole shaft slid in.

"Oh baby!  Nice and warm. Real easy!" He said. I lowered my leg squeezing
his rod in my rectum. He made small pumping motions , maybe an inch in and
an inch out. Just enough to keep his erection up and my prostate
stimulated. "Is that Mikes cum that makes it so hot? Cum is a great
lubricant."

"It could be, Bill came in there too." I said.

"Hot damn!" Ronnie pulled most of the way out and then gave me a hard
thrust. "You do know what turns me on!  You and Mike put on quite a show
last night."

"Incredible" I couldn't believe it.  Hard to believe that I felt that way
with six guys watching. I'm a little embarrassed." I said.

"No reason for that. It was great. I think we were almost as excited as you
were. Bill and Skeeter certainly were. I don't think I have ever seen Bill
that hot." Ronnie said. "Have you ever watched a porn movie and realized
that the guys weren't acting any more? I felt that way watching you, pure
unadulterated man-sex, as good as it gets."

"It felt that way to me too." I said. "How would you describe what you are
doing now?"

"Two guys having a good time?" Ronnie answered. "You are fun to be with,
willing to play and pleasant to talk to. Oh, and attractive too. Enjoyable
for me, and for you I hope?" Ronnie had been playing with my tits, but he
grabbed my cock, and felt it. It was hard and covered in pre cum.

"Bill told me you were a LTR guy, looking for true love." I said. "This
isn't true love, but it feels great."

"Feeling great will go along way in my book." Ronnie answered. "Do you have
a lover?"

"Nope, I don't know if it's because I am too conventional a man to make the
jump or unlucky." I said. "I have lots of friends."

"Maybe your lucky!" Ronnie said.

"Who taught you about sex, Ronnie, your Dad, uncles or guys in the locker
room?" I asked.

"Well it wasn't Mom or Dad, that's for sure." Ronnie said.  "Uncles and
Bill mostly."

"I was thinking back, my parents were proper people and never discussed
sex, and never really conceded it existed. It just wasn't part of our
lives.  How I was conceived is beyond me." I said, smiling. "I realized a
few years ago that I don't think of sex and marriage as being associated.
Sex is fun and enjoyable, but I don't need to be in love with a guy to
enjoy him, or let him enjoy me."

"My Dad talked about cocks some times, horse hung or little dick, my Mom
thought it was all dirty. She was a Baptist." Ronnie said. "If Adam and Eve
had been Baptists, there wouldn't have been much need for those passages of
genealogies in the Bible. And God created Eve and Adam waited until she
didn't have a headache."

I laughed, Sherry came in the room, and came over. "You are still at it?"
His cock was at about the level of my mouth, so I began to suck it. I
didn't know what to say so I left the talking to Ronnie. "Thank you Max!"
Sherry said.

"Just building up an appetite for breakfast." Ronnie said. Sherry got erect
and was beginning to face fuck me. "Are you working up an appetite or going
to give Max breakfast in bed?"

Sherry put his hands of each side of my head and pushed me off of his
cock. "Would you like some man cock in that hole of yours? Ronnie looks
like he has warmed you up good." Ronnie pulled out.

"Can I sit on it? It's huge." I said. Ronnie rolled over to make room on
the bed.  Sherry laid down beside me with his donkey dong sticking straight
into the air. The bottle of lube was on the table so he coated it with a
thick layer. I straddled him with my knees on each side and his cock at my
hole.

I tried to lower myself on it, but it hurt, and I pulled off. "Get me some
ass opener, Ronnie." Sherry said. Ronnie got an ampule and broke it,
holding it to my nose. I felt warmth, then a need to be filled.  My ass
opened and welcomed the monster cock. I lowered my self, until I was fully
impaled. If it had been three feet long, I could have taken it. Ronnie gave
the ampule to Sherry as I began to ride him. I was bucking like a cowboy on
a bronco, desperately trying to get every inch of his cock into my ass.

I watched as the amyl hit him and felt his cock expand even more. He pulled
me forward to kiss, making sure that his cock remained firmly lodged in my
ass. I felt a light touch on my stretched hole.  Ronnie was licking
Sherry's cock as it pumped into my ass. "I'm cumming!" Sherry said. I sat
up forcing Ronnie from the hole. Sherry was bucking in orgasmic ecstasy, I
was grinding my ass into his cock, and Ronnie repositioned himself and
sucked my rock hard cock. I exploded. Ronnie took the whole load.

I just sat there, skewered on Sherry's cock, with my back arched and head
staring at the ceiling with my cock spewing shot after shot of sperm into
Ronnie's hungry mouth. As I calmed down, I couldn't move. I couldn't figure
out what to do next. Ronnie released my cock, sat up and steadied me.  My
cock still twitched, ejecting small bursts of sperm. I felt Sherry doing
the same. His cock was slowly returning to its non erect size and my chute
contracted with it. My hole was tight, and contracted to make up for the
massive invasion it had accommodated. I realized that this had the effect
of being a cock ring, holding his cock erect in my rectum.

"Ronnie." Sherry said. "You need to take some lessons from this boy!"

"Sherry, you fool. I was trying and you wouldn't let me finish up!" Ronnie
said in mock irritation. "Is there anyone in the world more interested in
learning than me?" Ronnie helped me off of Sherry's cock.  "Ready for a
shower?" He asked.

"Yes, but let me rest a minute. I am a bit dizzy." I said. Sherry and
Ronnie went to the shower together. I lay still.

"Feeling relaxed?" Bill said. He and Skeeter were in the next bed, and
apparently had been watching.

"I don't know if relaxed is the word for it." I said. Bill and Skeeter came
over.

"Let me just sooth and relax your ass." Bill said. Skeeter was smoothing my
hair, Bill took a mass of lube in his hand and worked several fingers into
my ass. His callused hands were very tender, and felt cool in my burning
hole. He touched my prostate and I twitched. "Still working?"

I smiled, very tired.

"Skeeter, come here and help Max." Bill ordered. Skeeter came , put some
lubricant on his cock and slipped it in my ass.  I was shocked.

Skeeter had a good seven inches of man meat, not thin, but not thick
either. It glided into my ass as if it were on ball bearings. It was
soothing and warm, and I felt a glow from Skeeter. He slipped it in and out
slowly, smoothly.  Bill leaned over and kissed me. "OK?" he asked.

"More than OK." I said.

"Max, I gotta pull out or I will give you prostate anther sperm bath."
Skeeter said. "I'm getting too close."

"Leave it in and shoot." I said.  "It feels too good to stop." He continued
to pump slowly, He began to have some spasms, and I knew he was
shooting. We were spent.

"What a morning! It's breakfast time." Sherry and Ronnie returned from the
shower and Bill Skeeter and I went in the room and got under the hot
water. It was both refreshing and relaxing.

When we returned to the bedroom the Weather channel was on the TV. It
showed a solid mass of snow from Virginia to the Mississippi. The phrase
storm of the century was being bandied about.  Everyone was up and Sherry
and Ronnie were dressed for work. They left.  Five minutes later the phone
rang. Bill answered.  It was Sherry.

There was a six foot drift on one side of the restaurant roof, and Sherry
needed help. We all got dressed. I wore some of the extra clothes Bill had
in his tool box.  My business suit was not appropriate for the task at
hand. The storm had piled three feet of snow in the space between the motel
and the restaurant. We snow plowed through that and looked at the drift on
the roof of the restaurant. I went inside.  The wood beams were
sagging. One had split.

"We had better move that snow damn fast!" I said.  "The roof could
collapse!"

"You think it's that bad?" Sherry asked.

"Well I'm not an engineer, but I am an architect, and this is really
serious." I said.

"I've been fucking an architect!" Bill exclaimed.

I laughed.  "Contractors are fucking architects all the time, just not in
the ass! Let's see what we can do about the roof."

Bill's organizational skills were wonderful. The men got a ladder and
shovels out of the truck and Ronnie brought out some of the motel's
equipment.

In twenty minutes the roof was cleared off and the immediate danger was
past. Ronnie found some lumber and we were able to brace the wood structure
of the ceiling.  The four carpenters installed the bracing, while the
electricians and I cleared a path between the restaurant and the hotel.

Sherry was inside organizing a breakfast buffet, calming the kitchen and
restaurant staff, and trying to contact the state police for advice. The
state police always gave the worst case scenario and this was helpful as
the guests began to ask when they could leave.  There were about seventy
guests in the building, and most were being good sports about the
situation. None were enjoying it as much as we were.

The motel had some comparatively big equipment for snow clearing, but it
was inside a garage with blocked doors.  We went there next.  That drift
was harder to clear, and took about an hour of work.

Sherry fed most of the guests as we worked and he explained the situation
to them.  Several volunteered to help so once we got the machinery out of
the garage there were more hands to shovel.

We went in for breakfast. I expected the food to be picked over and cold,
but Pedro, the cook, had replenished all the dishes.  Every thing was fresh
and piping hot. Pedro knew what men wanted after several hours of hard
work, and he gave it to us.

Sherry was in deep conversation with one of the guests.  He brought the man
over to us and introduced him as Dr. Williamson, a G. P from
Charlottesville. He was worried about exposure and over exertion.  The
wind, snow and temperature could be deadly.

"You don't need to worry about us." Bill said. "We spend every day
outside."

"Actually, I am not as worried about you as the other guests.  This is the
typical winter-snowstorm , heart attack situation for several of the
guests.  But cold and sneak up on you." Dr. Williamson said. "You can be in
deep trouble before you realize it."

"All the same , you men need to take some breaks. Relax and warm up."
Sherry said. "I am sure you can find something to do in your room." He
winked.

"I am sure we can find something to do." Skeeter added.