Date: Mon, 03 Jun 2013 18:00:56 -0400
From: Max Roberts <maxroberts@usa.com>
Subject: Max's Older Bears - Part 9 - The Fantasy Continues

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to persons living
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Max Roberts

As I moved Nick's socks and underwear to my goodie bag with the others, I
thought back on the evening so far. Mr. Berman's friend, Pete, opened his
home and set me up in the pool house. He lubed me up with cum he'd saved
and fucked me, dumping two loads of chubby old man jizz in my ass.  Then he
introduced me to Andy, a stocky, hairy, blonde mailman who also left a load
in me. Next was Mr. Wilson, my guidance counselor and one more load of
hairy mature cum. Finally, my huge crush, Nick Edwards, my old math teacher
came in. This super sexy, strong and chunky, extra hairy, uncut man let me
be the first guy he had sex with. He came in my ass as well, making a total
of five loads up there.  On top of it, I got to play in all of their socks
and underwear and keep them as souvenirs.

Meanwhile, Mr. Berman, my boss at the shoe store was working on his
fantasy. He had been prepping these guys with blowjobs before they came in
to see me and now I was waiting for him to complete his fantasy and eat the
cum right out of my messy hole.

I was standing there, naked and hard with my thoughts, my ass filled with
cum and a butt plug when Mr. Berman opened the door. He was still dressed.

"How are you doing, Max?"

"Great. Thanks for setting this up."

"It was as much for me as for you. Are you ready for me?"

"Yeah, I'm all filled up."

"Mmmm ... let me get out of these clothes and then get at your ass."

Mr. Berman kicked off his shoes and took off the tan pants he'd been
wearing all day leaving his bottom half in a well worn white jock strap and
mid-length tan socks.  He looked up at me and said, "I wore this jock so
when you put it on I'll still have access to all that cum in your ass."

Then he pulled off the jock and tossed it to me. The first thing I did was
lift it to my face and sniff his manly scent. He must have enjoyed sucking
off the guys before they came to me since there was a large wet spot of
precum in the pouch. Mr. Berman must have taken off his socks while I
examined the jock because he tossed them to me next. I put on his socks
which were damp with his foot sweat and pulled on the jock.

Mr. Berman must have really wanted all the cum that was fucked into me
because he came over to me, steered me to the couch, and bent my body over
the arm of it so my ass was in the air. He slowly pulled the butt plug out,
walked around so he was in front of me and sucked the butt plug clean. Then
he kissed me and said, "It tastes good. Thank you for letting me do this
with you."

Before I could respond, he was back behind me with his tongue licking up
and down my crack and down to my balls where some cum had dripped. I know
he was happy because he kept going, "mmmm."

Once my crack and balls were licked clean, Mr. Berman took his tongue and
pushed as far into my hole as he could - in and out - as I continued to
leak those hot loads that had all mixed together in my ass.

"See if you can push some out, Max. Help me get all I can."

So I pushed and I could feel some cum moving out of my hole and then
Mr. Berman's tongue working hard to lick it all up. Mr. Berman moved from
my ass and lay down on the floor. I took the clue and squatted over his
face so I was looking down over his naked body toward his feet. I pushed
out some cum and I'm sure it dripped down onto his mouth. He reached up and
pulled my ass down so I was sitting with all my weight on his face while he
continued to dig in my ass with his tongue.  I decided to reach out and
work his nipples between my fingers while he was eating me out. He must
have rimmed me for 10 or 15 minutes trying to get every drop of cum from my
butt. His pleasure was apparent in his hard cock which twitched every now
and then.

When he was done rimming me, he tried to squirm out from under me. I helped
rolling off to his side.  He pulled me to him and we started kissing. His
mouth tasted like ass and cum and I liked it.

"That was awesome, Max. Will you do one more thing before we go out to the
other guys?"

"Sure, Mr. Berman. What do you want?"

"I want to jack off and cum on your cock and then suck it.  What was in
your ass was great, but I want more."

We repositioned ourselves so I was lying on my back and Mr. Berman was
kneeling between my legs.  He started jerking his cock and I reached up and
started working his nipples again. He pulled the pouch of the jock aside
exposing my cock which was back to full hard.

"This is gonna be quick, Max. I've all horned up from sucking everyone and
then rimming your cummy ass. Are you ready? Here it goes. Ahhhh!!! Oh ... I
needed that ... wow. Look at that big load."

And then he stopped talking and dove down onto my cock taking it his mouth
and eating his own cum at the same time. I put my hands on either side of
his head guiding him up and down over my cock using it like my personal
jack off toy. I had just cum a little while ago with Nick, but it was so
hot having my big boss eat out my ass and then eat his own cum off my cock
that I was building up to an orgasm quickly.

To help things along, Mr. Berman used one hand to gently fondle my
balls. When he got a bit rough, I flinched and he remembers how sensitive
my balls are so he moved his hand lower and jammed a finger up my ass and
went right to rubbing that special place.

That was enough. I pushed Mr. Berman's head all the way down on my cock. He
took it all like a champ as I started shooting straight down his throat. He
pulled up a bit. I guess he wanted it on his tongue so he could taste
it. When I finished shooting, he looked up at me.

"That was amazing. I guess I got six loads in me now counting my own."

"You go seven. Pete came twice," I said.

"All these years I've dreamt of doing something like this, but my wife is
not adventurous.  Thanks again, Max. You've made this old man happy."

"You're welcome, Mr. Berman. You've done so much for me including tonight."

"Well it's not over yet, Max. If you can keep going, we have the other part
of your fantasy ready out in the yard."

"I'm sure I can go again. There are certainly enough hot men around to
help."

Mr. Berman moved up so he was lying on top of me in a push up position. I
pushed him down so I could feel his weight on me. He kissed me some more,
deep and sensually. He pulled up and looked at me in a strange way.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I don't know. I'm confused. I loved everything that happened tonight, but
it reminds me what I'm missing at home. I really like being with guys."

"Mr. Berman, I don't want to mess up your home or your marriage."

"It's not you, Max. It's me. Tonight and the fun we had other days felt so
good. I need to figure out what I really want." He paused. "Enough of that
for now. Let's go out there and enjoy the rest of the evening.

Mr. Berman stood up and reached his hand down so I could grab it as he
helped me up. He pulled the jock pouch back over my cock and suggested I
leave it on, but ditch the socks. I put the socks in the bag with my other
souvenirs and we walked out into the yard. When we left the pool house I
saw all the guys from the evening sitting on the deck, naked, drinking beer
and talking. It was nice to be in a private yard.

When he saw us, the owner of the house, Pete, called down. "It's about
time, you two. We've been holding this beer in about as long as we can."

Then they all started heading down off the deck into the yard. Mr. Berman
said, "lay down here in the grass, Max. The guys will come to you."

And they did. Mr. Berman (my chunky hairy boss) was standing on my left
near my chest and Mr.  Harris (my big, very hairy, mustached, guidance
counselor) stood next to him down near my legs.  Pete (the chubby old man
with the bushy gray beard) stood down by my feet. On my left near my legs
was Andy (the stocky, blonde, very hairy mailman) and up by my chest was
Nick (my super hairy, strong and chunky old math teacher).

Mr. Berman spoke. "Okay guys. Max was nice enough to take care of each of
us and one thing he's wanted is a bunch of guys pissing on him all at
once. We've got enough beer in us. Time to let it go.  Let's cover him
good."

Pete was the first to let go and I felt his warm piss hit the pouch of my
jock strap. I turned to my left to look up at Nick who, in my mind, was as
close to perfect as anyone could be. He hadn't bothered to pull his
considerable foreskin back, but as the others all started pissing, covering
me from head to toe, he still hadn't. I looked up at him with pleading eyes
and he mouthed the words "pee shy."

The other guys were covering me thoroughly. I couldn't believe how long
they were pissing, but I still watched Nick. He closed his eyes as if to
concentrate. A few drops escaped from that foreskin and then stopped. A
couple seconds later, just as everyone else was finishing up, he worked up
a strong stream of piss all coming through that skin.

I sat up, got closer and opened my mouth. Nick opened his eyes and saw me
drinking his piss. He smiled at me so I leaned in close enough to let that
extra skin rest on my tongue as his piss continued to pour out swallowing
as fast as I could. As his streamed slowed to a trickle, I took his whole
cock in my mouth using my lips to push the foreskin back and my tongue to
lick the head. His cock started growing in my mouth so I sucked it a bit
and pulled off showing everyone Nick's beautiful hard cock. All the other
guys started applauding and Nick turned bright red and started getting
soft.

Andy, the mailman, spoke. "I had a great time, guys, but I can't
stay. Maybe we'll get together another time."

Pete said, "I'll help you get yourself together and see you out."

Then they both headed up the steps to the deck and into the house. I looked
over and saw Mr.  Berman and Mr. Harris sitting on a bench near the pool
hugging and kissing each other.

That left me and Nick with Nick looking like he didn't know what to do. The
silence felt awkward so I spoke. "I'm glad you came tonight."

"I am, too. But I feel a little weird. I'm not experienced with guys."

"Yeah, but you were still the best. Honestly, if I could only pick one, it
would be you."

"That's nice of you to say, Max. You were really good, too. I was
comfortable."

"I wasn't saying it to be nice. It's true."

And I stood up, wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. Nick again
started hesitantly without opening his lips, but quickly gave in and
started kissing me back. Something else happened, too, I felt his cock
harden against mine and even though I'd cum twice, mine was at full mast,
too. I reached down and put our cocks together holding them in my hand. We
broke the kiss and I squeezed our cocks and said, "see ... it is true."

"Max, I don't know what it is about you, but this feels so good."

"Yeah, it does, doesn't it," I said.

"It must. I just let a piss covered guy, hug and kiss me and I'm hard like
a teenager."

I said, "I'm always hard like a teenager" and we both laughed.

"Oh," Nick said, "how old are you now Max?"

"I turn 18 in two weeks."

"Oh, my. I'm 54. I'm three times your age. And I was your teacher."

"It's okay. Don't worry. I think you're hot and I won't let anyone know
what we've done. You can check with Mr. Wilson. I keep it quiet and I act
normal at school."

"I feel like a perv of an old man, but I also want to spend more time with
you."

"You're not a perv. I want this. I want to spend more time with you, too."

"You're very mature, Max. Everyone else seems occupied. Should we go get
cleaned up? I'm sure we can shower in the pool house."

"Sure, if we can shower together," I said.

So we walked over to the pool house. Before we went in, I took off the piss
covered jock and left it outside on a railing to dry like I would a
swimsuit. We went over to the shower and while the water was heating up, I
moved behind Nick and hugged him from behind. I wanted to feel my chest
against his hairy back and reach around to rub his hairy belly and chest
with my hands. While I hugged him, I licked his neck and nibbled on his ear
which caused him to shudder.

"Why does this feel so good?" Nick asked. "My mind says it's wrong, but my
body thinks it's right."

"Let's go with your body for now," I said.

We went into the shower and kissed each other for a little bit under the
spray of the water. Then Nick reached for the soap and started cleaning my
body. He rubbed the soap on my chest and arms. I turned around and he
soaped up my back and my butt then he knelt down and cleaned my legs. I
reached down and took his hand and pulled it up to my crotch and he soaped
up my hard cock and balls lingering to jack my cock a little. I took the
soap from him and cleaned my face and said, "let me rinse off."

I rinsed the soap off and then moved to start cleaning Nick.

"Hang on, Max. I need to go piss again. Damn beer."

"You can do that right here, I said."

"I guess I can. If I can get started. I really am pee shy."

He closed his eyes and I waited. But I was thinking about that uncut
visitor I played with in his hotel room and I remembered what he did when
he pissed. So when Nick's stream started, I reached down and pinched his
foreskin closed and watched it balloon up with his piss.

"What are you doing?" Nick asked.

"I'm just playing with your foreskin. I love how it's so long. Look how big
it looks full of piss." I let go and all the piss rushed out. "I hope that
was okay."

"It was fine. You just surprised me."

Nick finished pissing and it was my turn to clean him. As you know, every
part of his body is covered in dark hair and it looked wonderful soaking
wet. And rubbing the soft curves of his body covering the muscle underneath
was such as turn on. I loved the feeling of his round belly and his love
handles. His big chest was awesome and I loved the feeling of his thick
strong legs. But it was that firm round ass that I'd dreamt about in class
that felt the best to touch. I rubbed it for a long time. I especially
liked the feel of that deep hairy crack. While rubbing in his crack, I let
my finger graze his hole and he jumped. I backed off figuring that was off
limits.

"Max, what's it like to get fucked?"

"Huh?"

"Everything else tonight I liked. You seemed to like getting fucked. What's
it like?"

"Well, it can hurt at first, but it usually feels really good. There's a
spot in there that feels great when a cock rubs against it. Sometimes it's
enough to make me cum without touching myself. And when I get fucked I just
feel connected to the other guy. Well, I guess we really are connected. It
feels better with some guys than with others. When you fucked me it was the
best it's every felt."

"Really? It was so quick."

"It was so quick because it was so good. It was like you were a perfect
fit. I wish you could fuck me every day."

Nick had a serious look on his face and he said, "I want to try it."

"You don't have to do it just because I did."

"Not because you did. Because I want to know what it's like. I surprised
myself today. I've never liked sex more. I want to know what else I've been
missing."

"Okay, let's take it slow, though," I said as a reached my hand back into
his soapy ass crack. I felt around until my finger was at his hole. It was
really tight. "Push out like you're taking a dump," I said, telling him
what I'd learned the hard way.

He pushed and my finger went in. I held it still for a bit and then started
slowing moving it in and out.

"How are you doing so far?" I asked.

"Good so far."

I pushed in further and felt for that bump of his prostate. When I touched
it, he shuddered.

"What was that?"

"That's that good spot I was talking about. You like it?"

"Oh my god ... it feels great. Keep doing that."

I kept rubbing that spot and noticed his cock growing to full hard. The
water was getting cool, so I turned it off and looked around for something
to use as lube. I found a bottle of body lotion and poured some in my hand,
then rubbed it on Nick's hole.

"I'm going to try two fingers now," I told him.

"Go for it."

I did and once they were in, Nick started pushing his ass back trying to
get more. I guess he liked it. I pulled out and got more lotion and tried
three fingers. It took a while, and he went soft for a bit, but he
eventually took them all popped up hard again.

"Max, I want your cock in me. Fuck me. Please fuck me."

"Okay. I'll give it a try."

I pulled my fingers out of his ass and as I rubbed lotion all over my cock
I looked at this big hairy ass I'd fantasized about so much and realized I
was about to jam my cock in it. I jacked off in my bed thinking about this
so many times and now, in a pool house shower, it was about to happen.

Niclk leaned forward with his hands against the tile wall. I took my cock
and pushed it into his ass crack feeling for the hole. I placed the head of
my cock at his hole and slowly pushed forward. His ass opened up and took
my cock in easily. As soon as I saw the head disappear into his hole, he
pushed back and took the whole thing in to the root.

"Oh, Max, that's amazing. I thought you said it would hurt at first."

"It usually does."

"It doesn't hurt. It feels wonderful - like it was always meant to be
there. Fuck me, Max. I want to feel you really fucking me."

I'm glad I'd already cum twice - once when Nick fucked me and once when
Mr. Berman sucked me. I wouldn't have lasted more than a few seconds
otherwise. Here was my ideal fantasy man bent forward in the pool house
shower with my cock jammed all the way in his ass. I started to pump my
cock in and out and Nick started moaning.

"It feels so good," he said. "Keep going. Let me feel you in me."

So I fucked him slowly at first and then I built up speed until I was
slamming hard into his ass our bodies making slapping noises on each
thrust.

"That's it. Fuck me hard. Look, my cock is leaking so much.  It's dripping
down."

I had to check that out so when I slammed in I stopped and reached
around. Sure enough his beautiful uncut cock was leaking pre-cum like
crazy. I rubbed my finger in it and then fed it to Nick. He sucked greedily
on my finger. I reached down and got some more to feed myself. Then I went
back to fucking.

I loved the view of Nick's hairy back and his hairy ass with my cock
pumping in and out of it as much as the feeling of fucking him. The
thoughts were getting me close, but what happened next pushed me over the
edge.

I started to feel Nick's ass squeezing my cock as he yelled, "my god
... I'm cumming ... I'm not even touching myself and I'm cumming."

That did it. I slammed in one more time and let my load burst into his ass
while saying, "me, too. I'm cumming in your ass."

We stayed still like that for a minute then, as my cock softened, it popped
out of Nick's hairy ass.

He stood up straight and pulled his skin back showing me all the cum caught
under there. "Look at that.  Two big loads in one night. I feel like a kid
again."

"That was my third load tonight and two of them were fucking with you."

"Wow. We need to do that again," Nick said.

"Definitely," I replied, "but I'm a bit worn out now.

"Me, too. I would love to have a night with you to myself."

"Well" I said boldly, "I'm on my own this weekend. My parents are on
vacation and they aren't back until Sunday. Maybe we can spend tomorrow
night together."

Nick was quiet for a minute. "You can be discreet about things? Keep things
quiet?"

"Of course," I said.

He thought for a minute. "Okay. Let's do it."

"I have to work tomorrow until 6. I can meet you after that."

"Do you want me to pick you up after work?"

"That would be great! I work at Mr. Berman's shoe store."

"Yes. I heard that when I was invited here. So it's a date?"

"Yeah."

Wow. A date with my dream man. How many guys get a date with the man
they've had a crush on for so long? I was definitely feeling lucky and
happy.

We cleaned ourselves up again. I got dressed. Nick's clothes were still in
the main house. We left the pool house and I grabbed the now dry, pissed
stained jock and added it to my souvenir bag. Pete was the only one in the
yard. He told us Mr. Berman and Mr. Harris were cleaning up in the
house. We all went into the main house. Nick got dressed. Mr. Berman and
Mr. Harris showed up all cleaned and dressed. We all said our goodbyes.

As Mr. Berman was driving me home he said, "Sorry about abandoning you
there."

"Oh I was fine with Nick," I said.

"Oh? You call him Nick?"

"He told me, too."

"Well I'm still sorry. He's was just trying things out tonight. We
convinced him to since you had such a crush on him."

"I think he liked it. We're getting together again after work tomorrow. But
I have to keep it quiet, so please don't tell."

"You're secret is safe with me, Max."

"You seemed to be having fun with Mr. Harris," I said.

"Yeah. We've been friends a long time and played sometimes, but it just
seems to feel better now than ever before. But that doesn't mean I don't
like you, too."

"I know. I'm glad you have a friend you want to be with."

Mr. Berman dropped me off by my house and he went home. I'd had a great
night and liked being with all those different guys, but I was more excited
about the time I'd have tomorrow alone with Nick.

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