Date: Sun, 14 Jul 2013 11:56:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Polar Lodge

Polar Lodge
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
bldhrymn@yahoo.com

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I saw a small item tucked into a corner of the personals page of a gay bear
magazine.  It gave no information other than it was for Polar Bear Lodge
and it had a web address. I was out of town and had gone to an adult movies
store. I had never had enough nerve to do that before and buying the
magazine was a stretch for me.  I'm Larry Smith and I live in a small
town. When I was younger finding a Playboy in my home town was difficult
not to mention a gay magazine.  Took it back to my hotel room and felt like
a little boy being bad.

It had taken me a long time to realize I was gay. I kept on thinking it was
a phase. By age 35, I knew the phase wasn't going to pass. I had never done
anything sexual except for my fantasy life and watching members of a
construction crew working shirtless.

When I got home I looked up the web site. I was shocked immediately. There
were no explicit pictures or images.  I was shocked that the Lodge was no
more than sixty miles away from my home town. It hadn't occurred to me that
a gay lodge could be nearby. I sent them an e-mail asking for more
information.

Much to my surprise I had a response fifteen minutes later. Polar Bear
Lodge was a gay resort on 500 fully wooded acres at the foot of the Blue
Ridge Mountains. It was for men who wanted to get back to nature in a quiet
and secluded place. It was made up of individual cabins, each with its own
full time guide. It was for men who were unused to the woods. The guide
would provide a full introduction to the natural wonders of the Blue Ridge
Mountains.  The guys were older, grandfather types who were gentle and
patient. Inexperienced men were welcome. It also mentioned the resort was
clothing optional. The motto was "arrive as a virgin, leave as an
experienced woodsman."

The seemed downright odd to me. It took me a little while to realize what
the advertisement meant.  It was a nude, gay resort run by older men. I'm
not good at double meanings, but I did figure it out. It wasn't the sort of
thing that I was into. But I did find my mind returning to the
advertisement regularly over the next few weeks.

The idea of visiting the camp grew on me.

I wasn't too sure of what I wanted, but as time passed I became more
interested and intrigued. I exchanged several e mails, and the head of the
Lodge suggested that I visit for a weekend. Ron, the head, said I would try
a day and leave if it didn't work out.

"Most guys like it here.  They come back most of the time," he said.

"I'm kind of interested in this stuff, but I've never been naked outdoors,"
I said.

"That is typical," Ron said. "Our guides take their time. They like to find
out what our guests are into and workout some things."

"What sort of men visit the Lodge?" I asked.

"They are nice, everyday kind of men," Ron said. "I will say they aren't
the most adventurous guys you might meet, but they think they may have
missed something.  They want to fill in the gaps. There is no way they
could go to bar and pick up a playmate for a night."

"I could never do that," I said and then I paused.  "What would happen if I
try out some things and it doesn't turn out well?"



"I don't know," Ron said. "We've never had that problem.  Everyone has left
Polar Bear Lodge smiling."

Two weeks later I was at the Lodge. Ron was a Kenny Rogers look alike. The
lodge was a big log cabin.  Ron took me through the Cabin and then out the
back door into a broad lawn, with a swimming pool to the rear. There were
cabins on the edge of the lawn; we went to one named Black Pine Cabin. Two
men sat on the porch.

"Larry, this is Jim and Scott, they are the guides for your cabin." Ron
said.  Jim was a tall man, bearded and bald.  I assumed he was in his
sixties, Scott was smaller and younger, perhaps 50. Both men were friendly
and we chatted.  Ron left and said that dinner would be at the main lodge
at 7:00.

"It's time for a swim," Jim said. "Did Ron tell you it all skinny dipping
here?"

I said no.

"You'll enjoy it," Jim said. "We have a good group of men here."  I later
found out Jim was a retired professor and he was used to being obeyed. I
was going to say no, but changed my mind.  He was the sort of man you
obeyed. The cabin was well provided with towels so I wrapped myself in one
and followed Jim and Scott to the pool.

The two men had their towels around their necks.  Scott was well equipped;
Jim was spectacular. My cock began to react. We were at the pool, so I
quickly jumped in the water before anyone could see.

There were several other men in the pool and a couple sitting on the
edge. I swam a few laps and when I stopped I saw that one of the men
sitting on the edge was fully erect.  No one seemed to notice, or if they
did they didn't care.  The man with the erection was younger than I was, I
guessed he was thirty. He was with an older, very hairy man. They seemed
close.

Jim was in the water and when he came over to me and be bumped me, feeling
my erection.

"You have a nice one," he said.

"I'm sorry about that," I said.

"You have nothing to be sorry about," Jim said, "Feel mine." We were in the
water up to our waists so I reached over. He looked big soft. He was huge
hard. It was so exciting I forgot to be shy.

After the swim we returned to the cabin. We did not get dressed again. We
sat on the porch and talked. It was hard to take my eyes off Jim's organ.

"It's a beauty, isn't it," Scott said.

"You must think I'm a pervert," I said.

Both men laughed. "You can't like it half as much as I do," Scott
said. "We've been together for fifteen years and the view every morning is
just as exciting today as it was the first time I saw Jim."

"What do you do with it?  It's so huge," I asked.

"What do you do with yours?" Jim asked.  He was clearly amused.

"Almost nothing," I replied. "I am not very adventurous."

Scott smiled. "Well you are here, so you must have some taste for
adventure."

"I'm a teacher," Jim said. "Since I retired I have enjoyed teaching men how
to enjoy their bodies. Are you a Baptist by any chance?"

"How did you know?"

"Let me guess. I bet you come from a nice family and you were a good
son. You obeyed your parents and were a good, church-going man.  You
believed all they told you about saving yourself for marriage and that your
body is an undefiled temple," Jim said. "How close am I?"

I smiled weakly.  "You are pretty close."

"I believe your body is a temple too, but I think it's a temple dedicated
to joy and happiness.  It is to be enjoyed, not just stored away for later
use," Jim added.

"I know some guys who are saving up pleasure for heaven," Scott said.
"That seems like a poor way to go through life, postponing everything
joyful until you are dead."

"It's hard for me to believe that god gave us all this sexual potential
just to neglect it and save for heaven," Jim said. "I don't think sharing
pleasure with another man can be bad. Scott and I have been sharing for
years. Have you ever shared a sexual experience?"

"No," I said.  "I have thought about it.  I haven't had the nerve."

"If I told you Jim and I have enough nerve for all three of us, would you
be shocked?" Scott asked.

"Yes," I said.  "but I think I was hoping for that." I was rock hard so it
was impossible to deny my excitement. Scott sank to his knees and licked my
cock head. I moaned and shivered and almost shot off.

"Calm down Larry. We are not going to defile the Temple.  We're just giving
your body a tune up. If you will let us, we are going to turn on a few
switches and make sure all your equipment is in working order," Jim
said. "If you are willing, just relax and go with the flow."

Much to my surprise, I did not shoot off. Scott pulled away and then Jim
replaced him. He swallowed my entire cock. I had thought about things like
that, but I didn't expect the intensity of feeling. After a few minutes the
intensity remained high, but somehow it seemed natural and right.  I think
I expected sex to be like some sort of demonic or alien possession. It felt
so good and so natural, those images vanished from my mind.

"Just forget your worries and anxieties, your body knows what you need and
want," Scott said. "Let your body have its way.  Mother nature knows what
is best." I felt the excitement rising, I knew I couldn't stop it and
wanted to get away, but Scott held me in place. I began to spurt and Jim
didn't jump away. His tongue caressed the underside of my cock. For a brief
moment it slipped into my slit and blocked the spewing seed.  I couldn't
believe a man would do that and I couldn't believe how good it felt.

My ejaculations diminished, but Jim didn't pull off. He continued to suck
me and take my seed.

Jim didn't mind me shooting off in his mouth.  I knew Scott was his
partner, but he didn't seem to mind it as Jim sucked up my semen.  He
didn't mind at all.

"Jim likes to take every drop," Scott said.  "Just relax and let it
flow. Don't worry, let him drain you.  Your balls will fill up again soon
enough."

I heard a bell ringing.  It was dinner time. I caught my breath and we went
to the main lodge for dinner. It was a cook out and the food was
good. There were only three additional guests; two younger men named Will
and Tom and an older man, Max.  The rest of the men were guides. They were
all older, bear-like men. We sat with Will and his guide, Ralph. Will
seemed to be entranced with Ralph, and called his daddy. Jim introduced
me. Will was 27 and had been to a "Christian" school and he almost had been
driven to suicide by his dread of eternal damnation due to his sexual
inclinations. Ralph was a retired minister who had a much deeper
understanding of theology than Will's literal bible based education
allowed.

Ralph was a quiet, calm man who was not argumentative, but was firm in his
beliefs. He was not prone to back down, or allow a misconceptions pass
uncorrected. Ralph was into Jesus and love thy neighbor and do unto others,
not into the Old Testament smite your enemies approach. This was a
revelation to Will.

Ralph claimed that the born-agains rejected Jesus and his teachings.  He
spoke Will's language and Will responded. We had a good discussion. There
was no preaching, only conversation. After dinner we went back to our cabin
and sat on the porch.

Max and his two guides, Calvin and Dudley came by to chat. Calvin and
Dudley were country boys; Max was not. Max was a school teacher in a
conservative part of the state.  He was afraid of losing his job if anyone
found out about his sexual preferences. After talking with Max a while, I
discovered he was even more innocent and less knowledgeable than I
was. That was a relief. I wasn't sure such a person existed. Calvin and
Dudley weren't shy at all, but they weren't aggressive either. They talked
about sex as if it were something you did every day, not a rare occurrence.
Dudley was saying that he loved cock sucking.

"I could never do anything like that!" Max exclaimed.

"It's really good," I blurted out, "At least getting sucked is good."  I
was surprised I said that, but it had been so good, I didn't want Jim to
think I hadn't appreciated it.  I was also hoping we could do it again.

"Was this your first time?" Max asked.

"It was," I said.

"Who done you?" Calvin asked.

"I did," Jim said. "Larry was good about it. Once you are into it, there is
nothing not to like."

"It seems so personal," Max said. "I'm uncomfortable naked."

"Well, we were all naked.  I'm uncomfortable too, but that feeling faded
quickly," I said. "It was hard to believe that I could do it. I became so
exciting so quickly, I didn't have a chance to be uncomfortable."

"I was brought up to believe that men shouldn't show their feelings," Jim
said. "That was the worst information I ever got. There are times when you
need to show your feelings and share them. You partner is just as excited
as you are. You can insult them if you don't show how much you like it."

We were in the mountains and it was getting coo and we went in our
cabin. The inside of the cabin was a bit stuffy and Jim suggested we get
more comfortable. That seemed to mean get naked and we all did including
Max. Being the lone dressed man in a group of naked men was uncomfortable
too. The room was dimly lit, but I could see he was well endowed.

"Are you boys partners?" I asked of Calvin and Dudley.

"We are pals who live together," Calvin said. "We were kind of late
bloomers. We were pals, but never did anything sexual.  Dudley found me in
a compromising position twenty years ago. He discovered it only a
compromising position until you join in."

"I discovered Calvin was more of a pal when my cock was in his ass, ringing
his chimes," Dudley added. "I had messed around with women some, but none
were a good as Calvin. I didn't know what I was missing. That's why we are
here; we are spreading the word.

Scott came over to me and began to suck my cock. Again I was embarrassed,
but after a few licks, I didn't care. Max watched and I could feel his
anxiety. He wanted the same but was scared. Dudley was behind Max and put
his hands on his shoulders.  Calvin went for Max's semi erect cock.

"Just stay calm and let nature take its course," Dudley said. "Look at
Larry. He's new to the scene and he's doing just fine." Calvin and Dudley
were a miss matched pair. Dudley was tall and thin, Calvin was chunky and
short. He had all of Max's impressive organ in his mouth.  Max moaned.

"That's it, let Calvin work his magic!" Dudley said. Scott was a master
sucker too.  His approach was very different form Jim's but it worked just
as well. I had assumed cock sucking was cock sucking, but the only common
element was my excitement.

"I'm going to shoot off," Max moaned.

"That is not a problem. We think of that as a reward for a job well done,"
Dudley said. "You don't need to hide your feelings; we've all had the same
ones. You don't need to hold back at all." Max began to shoot and I seemed
to have been inspired. I felt totally drained and wanted to sleep.

Max got up and was a little dizzy after his orgasm. Calvin and Dudley were
very nice with him.  He was dazed and they were reassuring. They went back
to their cabin.

I went over to the bed and sat down. Jim came over to me.  "How are you
doing?" he asked. "Is it too much too fast?"

"Maybe it is, but as of now it's fine," I said.

"You have figured out that an orgasm or two can only be so bad?" Jim
asked. He was smiling.

"I guess I have," I said. Jim's cock was soft, but almost in my face. For
some reason I leaned over and stuck out my tongue. He moved slightly
closer. I sucked the tip of his uncut organ into my mouth. I didn't know
what to expect.

I had thought about having a guy suck me, but I never considered sucking a
cock myself. I hadn't guessed it would be pleasurable. As soon as my tongue
touched his organ, I felt a shiver of excitement. I sucked the tip into my
mouth and then worked my tongue into the pucker. A few seconds later it
touched Jim's cock head and I became more excited. As my tongue caressed
Jim's knob, the organ began to grow.

Oddly, I felt a sense of achievement as my tongue inspired him. The tip of
my tongue was at his wide piss slit and I tasted something sweet and
thick. The goo was almost intoxicating. I wanted more of his and as I
worked on his cock, more was forthcoming.

"Is Larry doing it well?" Scott asked.

"He sure is; he a natural," Jim replied. "I'm getting close."

"If Larry doesn't want it, I'll take it," Scott said. I wasn't ready to
take his load so I pulled off. I expected Scott to take my place sucking
the huge organ. "Lie down and let me sit on it," Scott ordered.  Jim got on
the bed and Scott coated his cock with lubricant. He then straddled the
monster organ and slowly sat back on the prong.

I was shocked. Not only was I unaware that men could fuck each other, had I
been aware, I would not have believed that such a monster organ would fit
in an ass. Scott wasn't that big a man.

Jim took his time, but eventually the entire organ was in him. Scot had
winced when Jim's knob popped in, but from then on Scott was intent on
taking the entire cock.

When it was in, they rested a few moments and then Jim rolled Scott onto
his back. Once he had Scott's legs on his shoulders, Jim began to
thrust. Most were gentle pushes, but a few were hard thrusts.  Scott moaned
when he did that. I wasn't at all experienced, but I knew it was a moan of
pleasure.

As Jim continued to thrust, Scott became increasingly excited. I had just
shot off in Scott's mouth, but I was hard again. Jim noticed.

Larry, why don't you come over and Join us?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I have Scott nice and open and he doesn't mind a little variety,"
Jim explained.

"I couldn't do that," I said.

"Scott's ass is nice and tight, but soft and quivering. He loves a cock in
his ass and you can tell," Jim said. Somehow I was next to Jim and when he
pulled out, I slipped into Scott's hole.  I was afraid I might hurt him,
but when Jim pulled out, Scott's ass stayed open. When I put my cock into
the opening it closed on my member. His sphincter was tight but everything
else was warm and juicy. I thrust a little and Scott squeezed his
sphincter. I began to pump wildly.

"That it, Larry. I knew you would like it," Jim whispered. He was behind me
and he put his arms around me. His cock was against my ass crack, but I
knew he wasn't going to fuck me. He played with my tits.

"Am I hurting you?" I asked Scott. Scott smiled.

"Just look at Scott's cock," Jim said. "It's rock hard and oozing. There is
no need to worry about Scott." He paused. "You're new to things and I may
be rushing your education, but if you could drain whatever is left in your
balls into Scott's ass, it would be real nice for us.  I love using man
seed as lubricant. Scott loves having a few loads in his ass."

"I don't think I can do that," I murmured.

"Don't worry, it is good as it is now," Jim replied as he pinched my
tits. "If it happens, it happens." I could hardly think I was so excited. A
minute later, I felt my balls tingling and my juices rising. I wanted to
pull out, but Jim held me in place.

"Let it go!" Jim ordered.  I did. After I stopped shooting I collapsed on
the bed. Jim quickly replaced me in Scott's ass and a little later I heard
them moaning, as they climaxed. I was asleep a few moments later.

When I woke the next morning, I felt good. I had slept well.  I halfway
expected a night of restless self-recrimination, but I was fine. I had been
proud of my years as a virgin. I could resist all the evil temptations of
the world. I couldn't remember why I felt that was important. What had I
gained?  No one else cared about my virtue; no one benefited from it.

At breakfast we sat with Ralph and Will. Ralph was talking about sharing
your gifts. "A man with a beautiful voice needs an audience," he
explained. "What good is a beautiful voice if you only sing to the trees in
a forest? We are meant to bring joy to our fellow men.  If we devote our
lives to our own pleasure and benefit, who cares? What good is that to
anyone but yourself? Share your gifts!"

"I was taught that sex was just using another person for your own
gratification," I said.  I was thinking about one of my Sunday school
lessons from my teen age years.

Jim laughed. "Whoever told you that wasn't doing it right," he
exclaimed. "A long time ago, I discovered that having sex with another guy
wasn't just better than jerking off, it was four of five times better. I
can tell you that when I called up a pal and asked if we might get together
and have some fun, almost no one ever said no."

"Was it always good?" Will asked. "I mean from the start?"

"Well, I'm a big boy and I like to top," Jim continued. "Sometimes it takes
a few times before I discover how to ring a guy's chimes."

"How was it for you Scott?" Will asked.

"It took a few tries, but I knew the first time Jim fucked me that I could
love it." Scott said. "It's odd, but I had been fucked a few times and it
was okay, but I couldn't understand what all the fuss was about. When Jim
popped his monster knob into me I knew that was my future. He gave me his
phone number.  I called it the next day. Half the phone numbers guys give
you are fake. Jim answered the phone and I went over his apartment. This
time I fucked him and then we traded positions. Well, to make a long story
short, we've been at it for fifteen years. I keeps on getting better."

"Our Society has a big hang up on being naked," Ralph said. "Naked can be
just not wearing any clothes, but it different when you are naked and
having sex. Clothes hide a lot. When you are having sex, you can't hide
much. I think there may be another tier of naked, when you been together
for a while and you let it all hang out. That's when you can taste your pal
getting excited, when you know exactly what to do to ring his chimes. It
when you have traded semen so many times you are almost related."