Date: Sun, 15 Dec 2013 18:49:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Waldo the Virgin Hunter 3

Waldo the Virgin Hunter 3

By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex.  If this offends or
bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
discussion of safe sex. If you have, comments send them to
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I think of myself as a nice guy. I admit I may be a bit oversexed. I also
admit that shoving my cock in to a virgin ass is a real turn on for me. In
some ways I think of fucking a guy as a charitable act. I membered my
experience with Mr. Butler. I wanted to have sex with a man, but it was
bad. He just wanted a hole to fuck and he didn't give a flying fuck about
what I was feeling.

I wanted for my playmates to enjoy the experience. I wanted my cock to
introduce them to a new world of enjoyment and pleasure. Sex is rarely
exactly a 50/50 situation. By the luck of the draw I may enjoy it more than
my playmates or it may be the other way around. As long as you both enjoy
it more or less equally, it's good.

I like sex a lot and fucking a virgin is at the top of my list of pleasure
giving activities. Ken was one of those guys who liked being fucked as much
as I liked fucking. We took several trips to the moon together. There is
another thing. I'm big and big isn't always good for a first-timer. Big was
good for Ken. It was a tight, but near perfect fuck.

I have discovered there are many ways to have a perfect fuck. In general an
ass that is just barely able to take my cock is best for me. When it's
really tight the cock to rectum skin contact is nearly total. I did fuck a
guy with a big hole and a rectum that felt like a feather pillow
once. Somehow that turned out to be really good too.

There are some men who don't mind that my cock is too big for their ass.
They are turned on by the size and they like the achievement of taking it.
That was great for my cock, but I was uneasy about it. Most of those guys
came back for more, so they must have genuinely enjoyed it. I saw an
article on cannibals that said that eating the cock and balls of you enemy
made you stronger. I wonder if taking a cock and a load from a big guy
effects guy's sense of virility.

I like masculine men and Ken fit the bill in that regard. We shared our
bodies, genitals and sexual juices. Some people thing taking a cock is a
feminine role.  Ken seemed entirely masculine as he fucked himself on my
cock.

I had a clear sense of what Sandy wanted, but I had no idea how far he
could let himself go. I had no idea why he was bringing a friend. It
possible he wanted moral support.

I got off of work at 8:00 and went home. Sandy and his friend appeared at
my door ten minutes later. He introduced his friend as Paul, his
tutor. Paul was maybe five-feet-six, and 200 pounds. He was built like a
brick gorilla. He had square shoulders, long arms and short legs.  He
sported a beard the size of a raccoon.

When Sandy thought he might become a professional football player he put
off doing some required classes. He was now an upper class man and had to
pass Chemistry. Paul was a doctoral student at Hanover who was hired as a
tutor for Atlantic's jocks. He was about thirty years old.

He looked older due to the beard. I could tell he was excited,
uncomfortable and shy. Sandy was the same way, but Sandy was handsome and
athletic; Paul was a dumpy grad student.

"I told Paul what we did," Sandy said. "I was confused and I had to talk
with someone. He understands. We kind of did some things together like you
and I did. I thought he would like to meet you."

I smiled. "Are you here just to see what I look like and to talk, or to
have some fun?" I asked.

"I think we'd like to talk and have some fun," Sandy said.

"If I suggested we get naked and have some fun and then talk afterward,
would that make sense to you?" I asked.

"That sounds great to me," Sandy said. I began to remove my uniform. Sandy
began to strip. Paul unbuttoned his shirt, but he stared at me as if I was
doing a strip tease. He was almost drooling by the time I was down to my
under shorts.

"I'm embarrassed," he said. "You're going to laugh me."

"We're all boys here. You don't have anything I haven't seen before," I
said. "We are here to have some fun; it's not a Mr. Universe contest." I
took off my shorts. That seemed to make up Paul's mind. Paul was uncut,
like me. His cock was short and stumpy, like his body. He was one of the
few men I have seen who are hairier than I am, so the gorilla image was
reinforced.

I went over to him and stroked his cock. "You have a nice fire plug," I
said.

"Is that good?" he asked.

"It sure is," I replied. "What have you boys tried out?" In answer to my
question Paul sank to his knees and began sucking my organ. Sandy dropped
to his knees too and they shared. After a few minutes I suggested we
adjourn to the bedroom where we could be more comfortable.

I got on the bed and told Sandy to suck my cock and asked Paul to straddle
my face so I could suck him. "Are you sure?" he asked. I nodded. His cock
was really thick, and he had huge, bull balls. That was good for me. Paul
wasn't pretty, but he was all man. He must have just showered before he
came to my apartment, I could smell soap. The tip of his cock head was
exposed, but the skin covered the rest. I took the head into my mouth and
then worked the skin back.

When my tongue touched his cock head I thought he had already shot off.  A
second or two later I realized he was churning out precum. It was thick,
creamy and plentiful. Some was stored in the space between the head and the
skin, but it was all fresh. It was nice to feel appreciated.

The three of us switched around a few times and we were all
compatible. During a break we talked and exchanged notes. Paul had
self-esteem problems.  Unfortunately in our society being a gifted
scientist isn't a substitute for being cool and cute. He was socially inept
and after several poor contacts with men he just gave up.

He had a little more sexual experience than Sandy, but it was mostly
rest-stop interludes. He was willing to suck and didn't demand
reciprocity. Sandy and I were the second and third men to suck him. His ass
was virgin. I realized that he had one very attractive feature; he was
willing to anything that could be interpreted as sex. Paul had pent up
sexual needs and he was willing to do anything his playmates wanted.

Sandy had told Paul that I liked to fuck and that Paul was willing to
bottom.

"Are you sure about that?" I asked. "Everyone likes blowjobs, but fucking
is very much a more complicated matter. Sometimes the anatomy just doesn't
work."

"I'm willing to try," Paul said. "Sandy said he'd like to watch."

"You and Sandy hit it off?"

Paul nodded and explained, "Sandy ate my cum. I shot in his mouth and he
took it. No one has ever done that before. It was beautiful."

"It was good for me too, Paul," Sandy said. "I didn't expect it to be good,
but it was more than I expected. I had no idea that Paul had those huge
balls.  They are filled too. When he shoots it's like a small fire hose in
your mouth."

"You like that?" I asked.

He was silent for a few seconds and then said yes. "I took a second load
from Paul later."

"He was trying to use my sperm as a mouthwash!" Paul said. "He liked it a
lot."

"We are three adult men who are naked and hard. We were here for sex. There
no need to be shy or hide our feelings or desires," I said. "Maybe we
should move the fucking to the next time you visit. It may be rushing
things to do it now." Paul looked crestfallen.

I had thought that Paul wanted to be fucked to please Sandy. Sandy was an
incredibly good looking man and Paul wanted to please him. I now realized
that this was his own desire.

"If you think you are ready for it, we can try it," I said.

"I've seen fucking in porn videos, and it always turns me on big time,"
Paul said in what was almost a whisper. "I was willing to try it after
Sandy told me about you. He said you were big. Now that I've seen you, I
want to do it more. I understand if you don't want to do me."

"My cock doesn't scare you?"

"It turns me on," he replied. "Do you think I'm pathetic for wanting it so
bad?"

"Sex makes me pretty pathetic sometimes too," I said. "I think that's why
it's called a sex drive. Controlling your urges is hard."

"Do we need to control them here?" Sandy asked.

"As long as you ask first, I'm game," I replied. "Paul has asked me to fuck
him and I think he will get his wish. As long as he knows that wanting to
be fucked and having a big hard cock up his ass aren't always the same
thing. I can shove it in, but only he can feel the pleasure. That's if he
is lucky." Paul looked relieved.

"I think I'd be happy if you could just get off in me," Paul said. "Damn, I
sound needy and desperate."

"I kind of like desperate," I said. "It tends to make a man open up to the
possibilities. Paul, why don't you spread your legs so I can lubricate you?
I like to do some anal tenderizing before we get down to business."

Paul jumped a little when I first touched his hole, but he relaxed. I
coated a finger in lube and toyed with his hole. Paul like it when I
finally poked through his sphincter. I searched out his prostate. When I
found the little gland it was obvious he didn't know its sexual
potential. I pressed it a few times and he was gasping for breath. That was
a good sign.

"I found your on button," I said.

"What is that?"

"That is your prostate and that is why you will love being fucked," I
said. I rubbed it gently and pressed little. "A finger feels good but a
cock feels better." Sandy was watching us closely. "Would you mind if Sandy
feels it?"

"No, not at all," Paul replied. I told Sandy to lubricate his finger and
slip it in.

"Everything in there is delicate and tender," I explained. "Ease it in,
then push past the sphincter. That little ring of muscle is tight. Paul is
muscular and that little ring is going to try to keep my cock out of his
ass."

"I want to be fucked," Paul protested.

"That little ring is designed to hold things in not let me into your ass,
it always puts up a fight," I said. "Once I'm in it grabs my cock and tries
to hold it tight.  That is real good for me."

By then Sandy had found Paul's prostate and Paul was squirming in
pleasure. "It's squishy," he said.

"Be careful with it; it's delicate," I said. Sandy was so hard it looked
like his cock hurt.

"From a fucking point of view, the cock is good because it lacks
fingernails that can scratch, and it's self-lubricating, I said. "I like a
lot of lube anyway, but I've done it natural without any manufactured
lubricants.  That was good too." Sandy pulled his finger out and I
re-lubricated Paul's ass and my own cock.

"Did Sandy tell you how much I like to fuck?"

"He did," Paul said. I put my cock head at his hole and nuzzled it in the
pucker.

"I didn't tell him how much I like it; I love it," I said. "I did tell him
how much I like to be the first to pop through a virgin ass. I love to be
the first to stretch your sphincter wide and the ring your chimes."  I
began to gently pump. After a few pushes I could feel Paul relax a little.

"You know this isn't a beauty pageant. This is two guys who are going to
have hot, sweaty man sex. In a little while my cock will be deep in your
body, touching places that have never been touched before. You'll be
feeling new sensations you didn't know existed," I said as I pushed a bit
harder. "This is ass fucking, cock squirting sex. Every drop of semen in my
balls will be in your ass. Every drop of man cream in your balls will be
spurting on that hairy pelt of yours. That is unless Sandy decides he needs
a snack of cock caviar." When I mentioned Sandy, Paul's sphincter relaxed
and I was in.

Paul moaned. It was a "Thank God I am finally fucked" moan, not a "damn
that hurts" moan. It may have hurt some, but the wave of pleasure over
whelmed whatever pain there was. Paul possessed an incredibly tight ass and
tighter sphincter. It formed a natural cock ring. I noticed that Sandy
moaned when Paul moaned.

Ten minutes later I was doing deep stokes and Paul was floating on a sea of
sexual pleasure. I have a long fuse. I told Paul I didn't want to climax
now and had to pull out for a breather. I didn't want him to close up and I
asked Sandy to keep him open.  That was fine for everyone.

Sandy lubricated his cock. I pulled out and he slipped in. They didn't
realize it, but they were more than just friends. I had never watched a
man's cock enter his lover's ass before. They might not be lovers yet, but
I could tell. Paul was riding high and was out of it. His ass caressed
Sandy's cock as he pumped. Sandy liked to pull out and then go deep. When
his cock head touched Paul's ass, it looked as if the hole kissed the
invading sex tool.

"I'm going to shoot!" Sandy cried.

"Fill him up, he's not going to complain," I said. Sandy began pumping
furiously and the stopped dead. His body shivered with each ejaculation. He
seemed to squirt for a minute or two but I know that was just the way it
looked.

Paul glowed in pleasure. As Sandy pulled out, I could see disappointment.
Like all orgasms they are both intensely exciting and mark the end of the
sexual interlude. You always hope it will last forever.

I eased my cock into Paul's vacated ass. "I hope you don't mind if I push
Sandy's man cream deeper into your ass? Is that the first load of man cream
you have taken in your ass?  I asked. Paul nodded. "Do you mind if I push
it deeper? You have a beautiful hole, tight, warm and juicy. It's real hard
for me to hold back and keep my sperm in my balls." He smiled.

As I talked, I gently pumped my cock making nice long strokes. I also
stroked his slippery, precum-coated cock. Paul began to squirt. His ass
twitched as he ejaculated and that was enough to pull by trigger.  We had a
beautiful double orgasm.

Sandy was cooling down, but when he saw the first squirt, he bent over and
took the load. I love to watch a guy drain his balls, but this was
fine. Sandy was working Paul's cock as he climaxed. It was beautiful.

We stayed on the bed, too tired to move. Older men need to rest following
an orgasm. Young guys use the time to refill the balls. Paul was the first
to recharge. His cock stood straight up. I straddled it, and sat back.

"Damn you're thick!" I said.

"I'm sorry," Paul whispered.

"That wasn't a complaint, it was a statement of fact," I said. I leaned
back and his cock rammed my prostate; it was intense as my weight balanced
on his cock. As Sandy watched he became excited.

Our evening of fun had turned into a hot anal session with all of us
playing. Sandy alone had a virgin ass.  Paul had been plowed and seeded. He
clearly enjoyed it. Some men think that getting fucked is demeaning. That
is a left over from the dominant male taking the blushing bride. Paul
wanted me in his ass. My cock was a tool to sexually stimulate him. A nice
tight ass and a good hard cock are the perfect combination for both men to
have a good time.

Sandy straddled Paul's chest so that he could feed him his cock. As he did
this, his ass was wide open and on display for me from my position sitting
on Paul's cock. Sandy had buns of steel, but his hole looked miniscule. It
seemed impossible to think my cock would fit.

I was pondering that question when Sandy's anus winked at me. He pushed it
out and his little rose bud emerged from his ass. I was squirming on Paul's
cock and Paul had been stroking my heavily lubricated cock.  I was rock
hard and ready. Sandy winked is hole again.

I sat up and Paul's cock popped out of my ass, when I leaned forward, my
knob was at Sandy's hole. He sighed. I pushed a little. He leaned over and
opened his ass wider. I pushed again, and I popped in.

"Relax and let him in," Paul said. "Will has a beautiful cock. Let him in."
I was already in the dark side of his sphincter, and I pushed just deep
enough for my cock to rub his prostate. He moaned, and spread his legs
wider. He wanted full cockhead-prostate communion.

We had a genuine threesome. Once Sandy was open he was fully available for
play. Apparently Sandy had an on button buried deep in his ass. When my
cock touched it, it turned him into a sexual powerhouse. He had a strong
sexual drive and a needs. These needs included a drive to seek out sexual
pleasure and a need to serve and give pleasure.

Once my cock was in him the floodgates of sexual repression opened.