Date: Sun, 21 Jan 2001 13:04:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <Bldhrymn@excite.com>
Subject: Old Guys 7

Old Guys 7

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

This is a story about adult men intended for adult men. 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.  If you have any
suggestion or comments, please e-mail me.

This is that last part of this story. The character are going on to a story
in the Camping part of Nifty, called Expedition. If you are interest in
they you can follow them there.

Bldhrymn

I was ready for the next weekend. On Friday I went to pick up Gil and Ari
went for Billy. We all got back to Ari's house at five.  Ari was always
organized and had a stew slow cooking all day and his house smelled
wonderful. Mike, our fireman friend from the hardware store and Troy
appeared at six. At 6:30 Robert, our Bible Thumping, Size Queen preacher
showed up.

It was a cold day. The exceptionally warm weather of the preceding weeks
had vanished and Billy got a good sized fire going in the fireplace. The
drapes were pulled and the room felt more like a mountain cabin in winter
that a beach house in Florida.

A hearty Burgundy wine went well with the equally hearty stew and everyone
was in a good mood. Troy had been briefly uncomfortable with Mike, since
Mike was so much younger than the rest of us, and they had met
processionally, but that passed quickly. Mike seemed to be attracted to the
walrus-like policeman.

"Guys, I ran into this opportunity for an interesting spring." Gil
said. "One of my old associates at the University is working with a
foundation mounting an expedition to excavate a Mayan city in Mexico. He's
looking for volunteers. I thought I might join up."

"I thought you were a bird only guy?" Billy said.

"I will admit that the area is little known from an ornithologist point of
view. They need a naturalist for consulting, but most of the work will be
archaeological, but I'm interested in that too. It's a remarkable
discovery. You don't expect to find a major Mayan city in the first year of
the 21st century."

"Archaeology is interesting, but cocks are more interesting." Billy
said. "I've been waiting since the oil spill to get down to some really
serious sex!"  He backed up his statement by peeling off his shirt.

"That sounds good to me!" Gil said. He followed suit. "It's been a long
wait. I've checked. There are no tankers in distress off the coast."
Everyone laughed. " Let's play."  We all stripped and Mike and Robert
immediately started to suck the nearest cock. Troy's and Gil's
respectively. Billy and I had seen Mike in action before, but you could
tell that Mike was attracted to Troy.

"This is the night." Billy whispered to me. "I'm going to take Ari's cock."

"You're ready?" I said.

"Psyched up like for the super bowl."  Billy said. He was well beyond half
staff and there was a glimmering bead of pre cum in his piss slit.  I
looked down and saw I was in the same state. Ari came over, dropped to his
knees and began sucking Billy.  I went to the bathroom and got out several
bottles of lubricant and brought them into the living room. It was just in
time. Ari and Billy were in the sixty-nine position. I couldn't tell
whether Troy or Mike would be the top, but that was in the cards.

Gil grabbed me and I became a part of a threesome with Robert.  Robert had
no problem with two cocks. I suspect he wouldn't have had a problem with a
dozen cocks. He was a cum milking machine.

Gil made me sit down. Robert maintained his suction on my cock. Gil went to
Robert's rear and lubricated the open hole. He got on his knees and poked
Robert with his hard cock. I felt something like an electric shock go
through Robert's body and into my cock. I'm not sure he expected the cock
ramming his ass, but he did not object. He didn't object one bit. Within
seconds he coordinated his sucking with Gil's pumping.

Robert began to twitch and he deep throated my cock. I felt a warm liquid
squirt on my leg and realized it must have been his cum. He didn't want to
stop sucking, but Gil pulled him off. By that time Mike was sitting on
Troy's cock and the policeman looked really happy. Billy was sucking Ari
now.

I went over to Billy and lubricated his ass. He was ripe. He offered no
resistance to my finger, nor to my cock when I poked him a few times.  He
was still tight, but wasn't trying to fight me. Robert was out of
commission until he could build another head of steam so Gil came over and
joined us.

Troy started to moan. Mike was no longer skewered on his cock, but was now
screwing him. Mike's cock was nice and long and that must have been just
right for Troy. Mike took long slow strokes.  Troy began to moan when the
love pole started its trip in his ass and got louder the deeper Mike shoved
it. The repeated thrusts must have made Troy's ass more sensitive, because
the moans increased in intensity as Mike continued.

Troy had said he didn't have a hair trigger and he proved it this
night. His ecstatic moans provided the perfect background music for Billy
and Ari's coupling. Billy got on his back on the floor and Gil and I held
his legs up so that his ass was wide open. He had buns of steel, and I knew
if he had a chance to tighten up he would. Ari lubricated his cock and it
shimmered in the fire light illuminating to room. The flickering flames
reflected from the veins and the tubes of his horse cock. Ari nosed into
Billy's ass and Gil popped an ampule of amyl and held it to Billy's nose.

Billy stiffened as the head penetrated his sphincter, then relaxed as the
cock and the amyl hit. I looked and saw Billy's tight balls resting on the
cushion of Ari's bush. The donkey dong had vanished. Billy first looked
like he was pained, then shocked, then a look of great satisfaction spread
across his face. "Damn!" he said.

"OK?" Ari asked. He was always afraid that he would hurt his partner with
his monster.

"Shit yes! Pump it!" Billy said. "Pump it kind of slow, but pump it."
Billy's cock head looked like a deep purple plum so filled with juice it
might explode.  Ari slowly withdrew a few inches, then went in again. He
did this a few times until Billy relaxed more. Then he began to pull out
further and push in deeper. Billy relaxed more with every thrust.

Ari looked happy too. I knew how good Billy's tight ass felt on my average
sized cock. What it felt like for Ari's tree trunk, I could only imagine.
After two or three minutes of cautious screwing both men relaxed and went
at it full tilt. It must have hurt some, but I knew that Billy was a "no
pain no gain" man. I suspected it would enhance the sensation.

They zoned out after a minute or two. They were in their own world of hard
cock and soft ass. I knew that sometimes when you wanted something really
badly, and when you finally got it, it could be a disappointment. There was
nothing about Billy or Ari to suggest disappointment. Ari suddenly pulled
out and shot a huge load all over Billy's chest and gut. The ribbons and
gobs of sperm sat on top of Billy's blond body hair.

"Damn if it doesn't look like feta cheese in a hair salad!" Gil said. I got
inspired by the simile and started to lick it up. Billy liked that. Ari
laid down, winded by his orgasm. Gil moved in to fill the void in Billy's
ass. Troy cried out as he shot off. Mike got up, went to the bathroom to
wash up and returned. He was still hard.

We had all calmed down a bit. We were still excited but not as close to
shooting as we had been earlier. I had licked most of the cum off Billy
when I reached his bush the cock was too close to resist. He got me to
rearrange myself and we were soon sucking each other. Gil was still
screwing Billy so I had a great view. Every time Gil hit a certain place,
Billy would ooze some precum.  The taste was as exciting as the view. Mike
fingered my ass and thirty seconds later his cock was ramming me.

Mike would stop when he was fully in and just rest. Mike had low hangers
and I realized that Billy was licking our balls together. "I'm coming!" Gil
said. He pulled out and began to shoot. My mouth was right there so he shot
directly into my mouth until his ejaculations began to diminish in force
and the cum began to dribble out of the slit. We al broke apart and rested.
By now Robert, Gil, Ari and Troy had shot off. Billy, Mike and I still had
full loads.

Troy and Ari vanished into the bedroom and returned smiling. Troy sat next
to Billy and me. "Did it feel as big as it looked?" he asked.

"It sure did." Billy answered. "But it's worth it. It was an incredible
sensation. It was worth it."

"The first time I took a cock, it was too big." Troy said. "It turned me
off for a long time."

"How long ago was that?" I asked.  "When did you get to like it again?"

"Twenty-five years ago and until tonight." Troy said, laughing.  "Mike has
cured me."

"Glad to be of service." Mike said smiling.


"My first cock hurt like hell." Billy said. "But, damn if it didn't hit
something. Ari just hit it the second time a few minutes ago."

"Glad to be of service." Ari said. "I'm not really experienced with this
but you have the tightest ass I can imagine."  Ari shocked me when he bent
over and kissed Billy. As a group we were better at sex than
affection. Like most men we showed affection by being helpful rather than
outward displays.

I also think that some of the feminist treatment of sex as an expression of
power is wrong. Dominant, subservient, active and passive were a crock as
far as I could tell in my friends.  No one mentions sexual friendships. We
were friends and expressed it sexually, but we weren't lovers, we weren't
married. We didn't stay together for the kids. It seemed to me that we were
friends who enjoyed each others company as well as enjoying each other
sexually.

"Damn, I wish I had discovered how good this was twenty years ago." Troy
said. "I feel like I've been wasting my life." His cock was beginning to
swell. Ari must have given him a Viagra. They both were ready to play again
and the urge seemed to spread. Robert was back in action sucking Troy. Ari
was siting on the sofa and Mike got on his hands and knees and sucking any
cock that came in reach and wiggling his ass in invitation.

He sucked Ari then got up and sat on Ari's cock. Mike was no virgin, but
Ari was a challenge. Ari pushed Mike onto the floor so he could screw him
doggy style. Mikes eyes bugged out when the donkey dong entered his hole.

"Hot damn!" Mike cried.

Troy was on the floor now with his cock sticking straight up. I felt
inspired so I straddled him and then sat on it. He was thick but short, the
proportions of a fireplug. I felt warm as the blunt instrument pressured my
prostate.

"John.  Can I have a seat next?" Billy asked.  I felt like I was at a high
school dance and someone was cutting in. I was always polite, and Billy
replaced me on Troy's plug. He was rock hard. Robert was sucking Gil
again. So I decided to fuck him, reversing our position of earlier that
night.

Mike and Ari, Billy and Troy were getting really hot. I was watching them
when I slipped into Roberts ass.  I hadn't guessed that Robert had a dream
ass. Robert had complete muscular control over his sphincter and rectum.
It welcomed my cock. He squeezed, tightened and relaxed. I had thought of
the bottom as a passive participant in sex. Robert was a full partner,
manipulating my meat as I thrust in.

I looked at Gil and he smiled. "Good isn't it?" He asked. I was going to
say yes when my cock erupted in a four star, two thumbs up, climax. If my
balls would have fit through my cock I would have unloaded them in Robert's
ass.

"Thar she blows!" Billy yelled as he popped. There was a fountain of cum
shooting into the air from his cock. It must have been five feet straight
up.

Mike shook sat back onto Ari's cock and shot a volley across the room. Some
hit my back.

"Everyone happy?" Ari asked. I couldn't talk, but I didn't need to. We all
rested and Air got everyone another glass of wine. It was getting late and
Robert and Troy had to get home to their wives, and Mike to his mother. The
four of us were left.

"I'm serious about the Mayan adventure." Gil said. "I think it would be
great fun."  I was going to say that I couldn't do it. Then I realized that
this was exactly why I had sold my house and moved. I was to give me a
chance to do thinks without encumbrances. I had a modest interest in
archaeology. I had never traveled outside the United States.  It might be
fun.

"I might just be interested."  I found myself saying. "Do they need an old
building contractor?"

"I'd be rather shocked if they didn't." Gil answered.

"What about a cook?" Ari asked. "I've never seen Mexican birds in their
habitat."

"I don't know, but from my experience in field camps, I bet there is a
place for you." Gil said laughing.

"How long is it?" Billy asked. "I'm committed for lots of things this
year."

"The normal tour of duty is three weeks for volunteers." Gil said.  "You
can sign up for more than one if you wish."  He paused. "It might be
interesting for you to know it's a gay group that sponsors the expedition."

"Your kidding!" Billy said.

"Well. It's very quiet, not in the brochure, but that's what it is." Gil
said.  "My friend says it's a very congenial set of men involved. I
described all of you to him, and he said there would be no trouble fitting
you into the group."

"Us or our cocks?" Ari said.

"You." Gil said. "It's a serious expedition. Potentially very
important. But he said that it wasn't exactly a convent. He said that with
a wink, wink and a leer."

"I'm game." I said.

"Me too." Ari added.

"I'll see what I can do." Billy said.