Date: Sat, 15 Mar 2008 17:24:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Clyde S. Dale 3

Clyde S. Dale 3

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

This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again remind you that I have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and have included no gestures toward common sense either.  This is an all new story.  Please e-mail me if you have any suggestions or comments.


To say I enjoyed my self hardly comes close to expressing the feelings that
washed over me.  It was spectacular.  It was hard to believe how much we
both enjoyed it.  The night wasn?t even close to being over.  I knew
Dr. Martin had plans for me too. I had fucked Willy before, so I had some
expectations there, but this was the first time I had taken a cock in my
ass.

It wasn?t what I expected. Bull was a perfect fit. His organ hit all the
right places. As I screwed President Wills I was the filling in a sexual
sandwich. It was hard to believe I had done it. In some ways it was an odd
feeling.  While I was a bit shocked, but I also knew I wanted to do it
again. I guess I was like the boy who just learned how to ride a bike. Now
that I got the hang of it I was ready to ride around the world.

Dr. Martin had been watching us. I looked at him and realized the second
part of my journey was about to start. I have to admit, my knowledge of
sexual anatomy wasn?t good.  I knew I had a cock and what to do with that
organ, but that was it.

I had no idea what went on inside a man?s ass, or in mine, for that
matter. I knew there was something exciting there, but I didn?t know what
it was.  During the course of the night, Dr. Martin was to fill me in on
the details. He was a teacher and tended to give a running commentary on
his feelings and wasn?t afraid to tell me what he wanted and what I should
do.  He seems to have made a study of man sex.

?Sex is a laboratory science,?  he said. ?It?s a science and an art.
Luckily it?s like being a musician.  Practice makes perfect.?

?I assume it?s not as boring as doing your scales on the piano?? Bull
said. He was clearly amused at Martin?s pedantic style.

?Not at all,? Martin said, smiling. ?As in science sometimes your mistakes
can be as much fun as your successes. I will admit it?s not possible to
make hard and fast rules about sex.  It seems there are too many variables
to be positive about any one person?s sexual response.  I don?t know if
that is due to differences in anatomy, or if it relates to psychological
differences.?

?Well, we all have the same basic equipment,? I said.

Martin smiled.  ?It may seem that way in theory, but that?s not the way it
is in real life,? he said. ?I watched Wills react as your cock pushed
deeper. I could tell when your knob rubbed his nut. Did you feel him
shiver? ? I nodded. ?Did you feel yourself react when Bull hit the bulls
eye??

?What do you mean?? I asked.

?Let me show you. Lie back and spread your legs.  I?ll tickle your
prostate,? Martin said. I was sitting on the edge of the pool and I must
have looked uneasy.  ?Don?t turn shy on me, Clydesdale. We?re all naked and
fucking.  Your ass has no mystery to us.? I was still uneasy.

?I?ll join you in this little demonstration.? Bull said.  He got on the
floor next to me and spread his legs wide.  ?Do you want to finger fuck us
both, or do you have an assistant??

?I?d be more than glad to help out,? President Wills said. He had shot off
earlier but he was hard again.  I guessed Bull turned him on.

With Bull next to me, I opened up for Martin?s lubricated fingers.  He
toyed with my hole.  He used his index finger to circle my hole and then he
pushed it in. I relaxed as he massaged my hole and pushed deeper. He was
feeling around inside my ass as if he was looking for something.

A few seconds later, he found it. I moaned.

?Bingo!? Mike cried. ?I think you found the g spot.? Bull moaned a second
later.  Wills had found his spot too.

?I have just introduced you to your prostate,? Dr. Martin explained.
?Yours is healthy and in good working condition.?

?What does it do?? I asked.  ?It feels great.?

?I think of it as a much under rated part of your reproductive system.?  He
explained. ?It adds the slippery lubricant to your sperm.  It fills up just
before you shoot off.  That little nut-sized gland is like a punching bag
until just before you pop.  It gets hard as a rock seconds before have an
orgasm.?

He gently squeezed it, and I almost passed out it was so good. ?Why doesn?t
anyone talk about it?? I asked. ?I didn?t know it was there.?

?Our society isn?t into talking about sex much,? Martin said. ?We are even
less prone to talk about a sex organ a few inches up your ass. Let?s face
it. Up until a few years ago you could arrested for using it with another
man. I was embarrassed when I discovered I enjoyed it so much.?

?It seemed unmanly?? Wills asked.

?It sure did,? Martin said, ?It was taking it like a woman.  I thought it
made me less of a man.?

?Well, you seem to have overcome that hurdle,? Bull said. ?You can take a
cock like a man.?

By this time, I was really hard.  Martin took his fingers out of my ass,
straddled me and sat on my cock. It went in easily. A few seconds later he
was fully impaled on my cock.

It was a tight fit, and I was afraid I had hurt him at first. He just sat
there, perfectly still except when his body twitched a few times.  I didn?t
know what to do.  He began to move. They were small movements at first, but
soon he was rotating his ass on my cock. I guessed he was okay.

I looked at his face and realized he was on another planet.  He looked as
if he were in a trance. He didn?t just look like he was in a trance. He was
zoned out. Martin was heavy, so I moved. Next, he got on his hands and
knees and I took him doggy style. I think that was harder for him, so I
slow fucked him. I would pull out, then slowly work my cock deep into his
ass. I soon realized where his prostate was located. He would twitch when I
rubbed it with my cock head.

One time I stopped thrusting and just massaged the gland with my cock head
for a while.  Poor Martin went crazy when I did that. He whimpered and
begged me to stop.  I didn?t think he was sincere about that. I think I was
up his ass for a good fifteen minutes and at the end he was limp as a wet
dishrag. I gave him two hard thrusts and we popped together. It was great.

It was late by then, so I went home with Bull and slept well. I had to go
home early the next morning, so there was no time for sex. I have to admit
mind blowing sex is a good recruiting tool.  I decided to go to the school
and become a part of Bull?s team.

I got to school in late July for football practice. There were five
freshman players and rest of the guys were upperclassmen. They were all
nice guys, but it was pretty obvious the Rose Bowl wasn?t in our
future. The star of the team was the quarterback, Rob Manly. He was
handsome and pleasant and made it a point to be helpful to the new team
members.

The team jerk was Lonnie Smith. He was a tackle who seemed to make it a
point to hit our own men. He liked to hurt guys. Lonnie was big, but not as
big as me. He went after the smaller guys and didn?t try to mess with me.

My friend from high school, Roger, was small and guys tried to pick on
him. I hate that and tried to make it a point of making them see the error
of their ways. I was there a week and I took care of Lonnie. I didn?t
actually break anything, but it took a while to find that out.  Lonnie
didn?t try messing with the other guys again.  If you call a bully?s bluff,
they back down.

That little episode made me popular with the team. I think Bull knew what I
did, but he didn?t mention it.  He also didn?t give any indication that he
knew me better than any other new team member.  He was cool.

I know I have a good personality, but lot?s of guys have that. I?m
masculine, but not at all handsome.  Cute guys are four or five inches
shorter than me and 100 pounds lighter. My strong suit on the football
field was standing still and holding back the other teams tackles. I wasn?t
aggressive. I was immovable. Some people mistake me for being fat. I am
solid muscle and bone.

I was there whenever the quarterback needed protection. There was no way I
would be a star, but I could be dependable. No one much noticed me, except
Bull and Rob. Rob was quick footed and fast, but only weighed 160
pounds. He needed protection.

When I say no one noticed me, I mean no one noticed me except in the shower
room. No one commented on my missing link like appearance. Coach Bull
looked like my older brother and he was all but worshiped by the team. My
cock, however, was under continuous, surreptitious surveillance all the
time. No one commented on it, but I did hear the words King Kong whispered.

Rob was the only other man in my dorm until the rest of the freshmen
arrived . He was a RA and was nice and helpful. We were the only two men on
the hall.  At football practice there were always thirty men in the showers
at a time. In the dorm there were only two of us. I never noticed him
checking me out at football practice, but in the dorm, he showed up in the
showers when I was there. He wasn?t shy about looking and he spent a long
time making sure his cock and balls were clean.

Rob was handsome in a 100% All-American way. He lifted weights, so he had a
well-muscled, buffed body. His body was smooth except for his thick bush
and hairy armpits. I was as shaggy as he was smooth. I thought there was no
way he would be interested in me, but I underestimated the power of my
cock.

The dorms weren?t air-conditioned and I?m the kind of guy who can go
shirtless at 45 degrees and be comfortable. In the evenings after practice
I wore jockeys and nothing else. Rob liked that too. Jockies fit pretty
snug on me. They left nothing to the imagination.

Rob was curious, but remained a straight arrow.  He only looked. Nothing
happened until a relative from home visited him. We had practice on
Saturday morning, and the rest of the weekend was off. Rob told me his
cousin was going to visit. Most of the guys went home, since we didn?t need
to be back until Monday afternoon. I was tired and figured I get more rest
in the dorm than at home.

I was there when Rob cousin arrived. Somehow I thought he was a kid. Rob?s
friend was older, maybe 35 or 40 years old. I thought he looked as if he
were a cop or a marine.

I went to get some dinner.  After seeing a movie, I got back to the dorm at
9:00.  I sat down with a book and fell asleep reading it.  I woke at 10:30
and went to take a shower. Rob and his cousin came into the shower and
joined me.

?Clydesdale, this is my cousin Tom,? Rob said. I shook hands.

?Is that your real name?? he asked.

?I?m afraid it is.  It?s a long story,? I said.  Tom was older than I
thought, but he was in really good shape. He was covered in a even coat of
dark hair.  He had shaved it at one time and his body hair was growing
back. Tom?s cock was cut and his balls hung low. We talked in the shower,
but I went to my room, and they went to Rob?s.

I?m an early riser. Rob liked to sleep late when he could. I went to the
toilets and then took a shower. Tom appeared. This time he was clearly
interested in me and my cock. He got half hard.  Erections are hard to miss
when you?re naked.  Seeing him getting hard got my cock to firm up. As my
cock got harder, Tom?s cock got even harder. There was no way to hide his
interests or mine.

?Rob told me you were a nice guy,? Tom said. ?He didn?t mention your
cock. Damn you?re well equipped.?

?We all get the cards we are dealt,? I said.

He smiled. ?It looks to me you have a full house,? he said. ?Maybe it?s a
royal flush.?  Tom reached over and stroked my cock.  ?I?m not a size
queen, but I am willing to give you a try.?

By now I was fully erect. There was no way for either of us to hide our
interest. I touched his cock. There was a bead of pre cum on his slit. I
stroked his cock and another bead emerged.

Tom dropped to his knees and took my cock into his mouth.  He tried to deep
throat me, and got most of it, no small achievement.  He knew his way
around a cock. I knew this wasn?t his first time.

 ?What if Rob comes in?? I asked.

?You turn him on,? Tom said. ?He?d love to see what it?s like when you?re
hard. He didn?t know how to make the first move.?

?Damn, that thing is big,? Rob said.  He was looking in the shower. I don?t
know if this had been planned, or if it was accidental.  Rob wasn?t
surprised or uncomfortable seeing his cousin sucking cock.

As it turns out, Tom and Rob weren?t cousins. They were lovers. Rob seemed
like such an All-American, I had assumed he had an idyllic childhood and
was straight as an arrow. He had been abused as a child and ran away at
14. Tom picked him up and raised him as his own.

When he was soft, Rob had the perfect cock for a statue of a Greek God.
Hard it was long and curved with a big flared head. As he walked into the
shower room a filament of precum dripped from his cock head.

Rob came over and stood next to me.  He put his arm round me as Tom sucked
both of us. After a while, Rob traded places with Tom. He could deep throat
Tom easily.  He tried to do the same thing to me, but only got half way on
the first time.  He took a long look at my cock, opened his mouth wide and
then swallowed the whole thing.  It was like a python swallowing a jungle
animal twice his size.

No one had ever taken it all. I liked what he could do. Rob swallowed and
his throat massaged my cock.  It was wonderful.  Rob seemed to like it too.
We went to Rob?s room and relaxed.

Rob and Tom were obviously use to having sex together. I got the impression
I was an extra added attraction to their standard repertoire of sexual
activities.  Given the difference in their ages, I assumed, Tom was the
dominant partner.

 Tom was sucking me, when Rob rear ended him. It was almost casual, and
clearly they had done this many times before. They may have done it often,
but Tom moaned as Rob?s cock rammed his ass.  Rob?s cock still worked it
magic. Cocks are the gift that keeps on giving.