Date: Thu, 23 Nov 2000 12:44:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <Bldhrymn@excite.com>
Subject: Jimmy, Me and Whitey Part 3

Jimmy, Me and Whitey - Part 3

By Bald Hairy Man    e-mail  bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@excite.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 have
included no gestures toward common sense either. If you have any suggestion
or comments, please e-mail me.


I did want more! And Ron kept on pumping, he stopped every once and a while
when he got too close, but then went back to his regular rhythm as soon as
he cooled down. I wanted it to last forever, but nature took its
course. Ron began to shake, then pulled his cock out and spurted cum all
over me. I popped too and added my seed to the mess on my chest.

We all rested a while, but our cocks started rising again and the desires
came back strongly. A half hour later I was feeling ready to go again. So
was Jimmy.


"Did you like it?" Jimmy asked, whispering. "It looked hot!"

"It was great, unbelievable." I said. "Do you want to try it?" Jimmy shook
his head.

"I don't want to be fucked, but I'd like to top you, though." He said. "Do
you think you can take mine?" Whitey rolled over and looked at us.

"You want more?" Whitey asked me. Ron was sleeping and of course couldn't
hear us. "Jimmy's a big boy. You liked Ron that much?"

"I sure did.  It was great." I said. "I'd like to try it again."

"Well Ron must have opened you up wide.  I thought he'd be good. He's a
nice guy with a nice cock." Whitey said. "Ron can take mine with no
trouble, and he didn't like the bottom much.  You might just like Jimmy's
donkey dong." I nodded. Actually I wanted Whitey's cock, but I guessed I
would get his eventually.

Whitey had a tube of lubricant and he squirted some on his fingers and
began to work it in my ass.  That alone excited me, but he began to coat
Jimmy's dong with the glistening cream.  Whitey told me to lie back and
spread.  He held my legs open.

"Go really slow Jimmy!" Whitey instructed. "Just ease it in slowly!" I
flinched as the huge head began to sink deeper. "Pull out and put more lube
on it!" Whitey said. Jimmy did and it was a little bit better the second
time.

"Hold it there, Jimmy." Whitey said. He got the bottle of rush, and opened
it. "Take a snort. A deep one." I did. The cock still hurt but suddenly I
wanted it all inside.

"Go ahead Jimmy! He's ready now!" Jimmy went in and I felt an explosion of
pain and incredible pleasure. Jimmy pumped twice, pulled out and sprayed
me, the bed and Whitey with his cum. His short fuse struck again.

Jimmy rolled over and must have all but passed out.

"Are you ok?" Whitey asked. "That was a big one. You did well. Did it feel
good?"

"Shit! I wanted more." I said. "It wasn't in long enough for me to figure
out what I was feeling." I began to stroke Whitey's monster. He was hard
and dripping. He knew what I wanted.

"Are you sure you want to go ahead with this?"Whitey whispered. "Once I get
going, I can't stop. I get kind of crazy." I squeezed some lubricant on my
hand and began to lubricate him. He got my legs on his shoulders and cock
head at my hole. I took another snort of the rush. I moaned and he buried
his cock in my ass and just left it there

"We'll rest until you get used to it." It hurt at first, then new feelings
began to dominate my emotions.  This incredible man had filled my ass with
his huge cock. All of his drive, all of his sexual attention was focused on
my ass and his cock lodged in it. I began to squirm to get more of the
cock.

"Damn. You're hot! Are you ready for a royal fucking?" He asked.  I
nodded. He began to pull out but then shoved it back hard. I moaned. He
smiled. "You're sure you are ok?" I nodded.

"Don't hold back, screw me the way you screw Ron." I said. "He said it was
great."

Whitey smiled at me. "Damn, you do like it!" He said. Ron woke up and was
watching us. He got the small bottle of rush and gave it to me, then to
Whitey. Whitey took a deep snort and waited a second or two for the aroma
to hit. The next few minutes were so far beyond anything I had imagined, I
discovered feelings and passions I hadn't even dreamed of.

I don't actually know exactly what we did, but it was intimate, wild, crude
and tender. It was the most spectacular thing that I had ever
experienced. Eventually there was cum everywhere, covering Whitey, Ron and
me. Ron had cum too, but I have no idea what he was doing, except he was
helping.  We fell asleep and I expected to wake ready for a new round of
play in the morning.

The phone rang at six. It was my father. Grandma had suffered a stroke and
we had to rush to Philadelphia immediately.  I showered, dressed and Whitey
drove me home.  Grandma died four days later. By the time I got back home,
I had to leave for college in a week.  I had to get packed and get all the
stuff you need when you leave home for the first time.  I didn't get to see
Whitey or Jimmy again that summer.

I did get a chance to call Whitey at his shop and tell him how much I had
enjoyed working for him. I was calling from the living room phone, so
everyone could hear and Whitey was at work. I didn't get to say what I
wanted, but I need to say something.

I went to Grandpa's house for Thanksgiving since it was 400 miles nearer my
college than home. Grandpa really seemed to like having me visit, and Mom
and Dad appreciated me helping him get over Grandma's death. I spent a lot
of time at his house in Philadelphia over the next few years. I went home
for Christmas break, but that time was filled with family.  I had hoped to
get to see Whitey and Jimmy, but the mountains were snowed in and there was
no place to get together, since all of us had family at home.

On New Years Eve my parents had to go to a wedding at a friend's house 200
miles away, so they had to spend the night. They were very apologetic at
leaving me alone, but this was a big wedding and they had to attend.  I was
sure there would be a blizzard and they would not go, but there was a rare
period of good weather and they left the house at 10:00 and wouldn't be
back until late on New Years Day.  New Years was on a Friday that year so I
didn't need to be back at college until Monday.

I called Jimmy and asked him over. He didn't seem too interested but said
he'd tell me later. Then I called Whitey at the tire store. He said he was
already had plans. He must have heard the disappointment in my voice and
told me to talk to Ron. He told me where Ron lived and it was only a few
blocks from my house. Whitey said that Ron wasn't working this week and to
drop by.

I walked over and found his apartment. It wasn't in a good part of town,
but he was in one of the better buildings. I rang the doorbell and got no
response. As I left, I was half way down the block when I heard him calling
me.

"Ed! I'm here!" He called. We shook hands. "Come on in for some holiday
cheer!" I went in his apartment. It was furnished in good antiques and was
beautifully designed. He offered me a beer, but I took a Coke.

"It's beautiful here!" I said. "I didn't guess you were interested in
antiques."

"I'm deaf, but I can see!" He said laughing. "I have a friend who's into
antiques and he tells me I have an eye for them. Most were badly damaged or
painted over. I refinished them."

"This is great!" I said. "You're wasted in the school boiler room."

"The school boiler room is a steady income and insurance!" He
said. "There's no job security in the antique dealer world."

I asked him if he would like to come over for New Years Eve. He said he was
sorry, but he had a friend coming over.

"Why don't you spend the evening with us?" Ron asked.

"I don't want to bother you." I said. He must have noticed the look on my
face.

"You'll like my friend a lot!" He said. "And he'll like you too!"  He
looked at me in the eye. "Believe me. You'll like him a lot!" I understood
what he meant.

"OK." I said. "I'll drop by for a while. I don't want to bother you. I had
hoped to get together with Whitey and Jimmy, but my plans for New years
were made too late!" He was pleased and told me to get there around
8:00. As I walked home, Jimmy drove by and stopped. I told him I was going
to see Ron.

"Great apartment, isn't it?" Jimmy said. "I'm on call tonight at the rescue
squad until 11:00. Ron asked me to drop by after my shift is over. Unless
there's an emergency, I may see you after all." I wished him happy New
Years and went home.

My parents called at six and asked how I was doing. I complained that I was
18 and didn't need a baby sitter. The y laughed. They were off to a sit
down dinner, followed by a dance and the wedding was to be at the stoke of
midnight. They would call me in the morning. A light snow began to fall. I
made a sandwich and got dressed. The neighborhood was very quiet, my
immediate neighbors either were at a party or had left for Florida.

I arrived at Ron's at eight on the dot.  I rang the doorbell and it was
immediately opened by a good looking older man.

"You must be Ed." He said. "I'm Carlton, Ron's partner in crime. Antique
dealer to the great! And. . ."He said under his breath. "To the deaf!"

He looked like an older Clint Walker, my favorite cowboy star, tall, broad
shouldered and muscular.  His voice and mannerisms were not like Clint
Walker. He was a flamboyant queen. He was very friendly and sort of swept
me into the room. I'm not attracted to effeminate men, but Carlton was so
good looking and so friendly that I went with the flow rather than my
preferences.

The room was warm, music playing, and Ron looked dumpy next to Carlton. It
took three or four seconds to realize hey were more than good friends and
about a minute or two to feel comfortable. Carlton calmed down and turned
out to be a nice guy. He was intelligent, witty and considerate. When he
was present, you wouldn't guess Ron was deaf, he filled in all the gaps and
effortlessly included him in everything.

The food and drinks were good. I wasn't used to cocktails, but it got to
like them. We got more informal as the night wore on.  Coats and ties were
shed and I began to get really relaxed. I was afraid I would be drunk as a
skunk by the time mid night arrived. Carlton had other ideas. Ron went off
to make another drink leaving me alone with Carlton.

"Ron said that you and he had a good time last summer?" Carlton said.
"We're old friends so he tells me everything."  I was a bit uneasy.

"It was a really nice time." I said

"I don't know if Ron told you, but we enjoy ourselves the same way."
Carlton said.  "He said that you didn't seem to think that three was a
crowd.  He thought you didn't mind having .... intimate experiences with
several other guys?" I knew where he was headed.

"As long as everyone is enjoying themselves, I don't seem to mind at all."
I said. "Ron seemed to like it too."

"Oh yes!" Carlton said. "He told me how much he liked it."  He laughed. "At
great length! I need to confess, I tend to be very open minded, when he
told me what happened, I wished that I could have been there. It sounded
very exciting." He had his hand on my leg.

"Interesting is not the word I would have used." I said laughing. I felt
his crotch and realized there was a lot of equipment packed between his
legs. "I hate to be too direct, Carlton, but what is your plan for this
evening?"

"Ron and I usually play around for a while, have a really good orgasm
together, then rest and take some refreshment. We try to have a second
round before mid night.  Last year Ron said he climaxed at the new year!"
Carleton said. "I really don't know if he did. His cock was hidden in my
ass at the time!"

"Well, do we have time to keep to that schedule?" I asked. By this time we
were getting really excited.

"Guys!" Ron cried as he entered the room. "Don't start without me!"  We
were all naked and rolling on the floor in seconds.  Carlton got better
looking as he stripped. He was muscular, with a hairy chest and low hanging
balls framing his cock. His cock was thick at the base and tapered toward
the head, a good eight inches. I thought he was cut, but later found out he
was uncut, it was just that he was erect all the time so you couldn't tell.

He sucked me, and could have won an Olympic medal in cock sucking if they
offered such a thing.  We traded around so that I sucked both Ron and
Carlton, and they both got me.  I was enjoying the sensations of the two
men both of whom were trying to outdo the other in cock stimulation. After
a hot session we rested.

"Eddie, Ron and I have been playing a little game for the last few years."
Carlton said.  "We've been trying to keep as close to an orgasm as we can,
without ejaculating. We get hot, bothered and hard cocked, but don't pull
the trigger."

"Why?" I asked. "That sounds frustrating."

"Yeah, but when you shoot, you'll feel great!" Ron said.

"You know that feeling you get just before you pop?" Carlton said. "Well,
just think of that lasting for minutes, over and over again. Once you've
shot off, you have a while before you're ready. If you don't pop, you can
calm down in a minute or two and be ready again." This made sense to me.

"I had noticed that the second time you shoot takes a lot longer." I
said. "I can take a lot more cock play than the first time." Carlton went
down on my cock.

"That's right. " Ron said. "We do both. Hold back, and then go for a slow
buildup for the midnight fire works!" Ron had a finger in my ass, and I
felt as if I was getting ready to pop already.

"At your age, you should have no trouble with three or four climaxes."
Carlton said. "At my age I feel lucky with two." He was sucking me between
the conversational snippets as Ron increased the pressure on my prostate.

"Like Hell!" Ron said, laughing.  "It seems to me you gave be breakfast,
lunch and dinner last week. I gained a pound eating your cum!"He withdrew
his finger. "Hold up Carlton. The magic nut is getting hard."

"Too late?" Carlton asked. I teetered on the edge of a climax. "Just relax
Eddie, relax. I did and the urge to shoot slowly receded.  After 30-45
seconds I relaxed. "Feels good, doesn't it?" I had to admit it did. Ron
worked his finger back in and pressed my prostate, Carlton began sucking me
again and in a few minutes I was back at the edge.

"Slow it down!" Ron cried. I stopped just short.

When I caught my breath again, I asked, "How can you tell, Ron?" They
laughed.

"It's time for an anatomy lesson! We need a scientific demonstration. "
Carlton said. "Ron, do you want to do the instruction or play the frog
whose going to be dissected?"

"Frog!" Ron said with a smile. "Eddie have you felt the inside of a man's
ass?" Carlton produced a tube of KY.  Ron got on his back and opened his
legs. His asshole was exposed in the center of the swirling hair that
covered his ass. A pink opening in a fur forest.

"Put some of this on a finger and work it in." Carlton said. I did, and
touched Ron's hole. Ron twitched as the cool fluid touched his hole. I
tried to work it in but the sphincter muscle was too tight. "Don't be
afraid to force it in some. Ronnie's really tight sometimes. He's had a lot
in that hole at one time or another.  He won't mind." Carlton was facing
away from Ron, so Ron didn't know what he was saying. "He's always
uncomfortable until you get in." I tried again and forced my finger through
the tight muscle. "Have you fucked him?" I shook my head.

It was warm and smooth inside. I thought it would be sticky or gummy but it
was soft but tight. "Feel for the nut!" Carlton ordered. "It's at the base
of the cock." I didn't really know what I was feeling for, but suddenly Ron
began to moan and quiver.

"Bingo!" Carlton said. "You just massage that little organ and when it
begins to fill up, pull out and tell me." He began sucking Ron's meat. Ron
was moaning some, but I felt fluid filling the gland. I pulled my finger
back and Carlton stopped sucking. Ron was in heaven. We did this several
times.

"What's going on in there?" I asked.

"I'm not sure, but I think it's the sperm or cum getting into position for
the orgasm." Carlton said. "I think of it as priming the pump. You keep on
cocking the pistol but you don't shoot."

"Eventually you explode?" I asked.

"Yes sir!" Carlton said. "It's always a challenge to get the right
balance. I've had a few mouthfuls of cum from miscalculation."

"Is that a problem?"

"Not for me! Some guys object." Carlton said. "I enjoy it."

The doorbell rang and a light blinked. Someone was at the door. We all got
up and dressed some, very quickly and Ron went to the door. He looked
through the peephole. "It's Jimmy!" He said. He opened the door and let him
in. It was Jimmy, Whitey and a third man, Coach Peterson, from school.