Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2005 17:10:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Queens Row 3

Queens Row 3

By Bald Hairy Man.

This is an adult gay story for adult gay men. I this offends you, DON'T
read it. This is a fantasy, not a sex manual. Play safely.

By the time Bill and Bruno went home my head was spinning. The sex had been
great, better than anything I had experienced before.  I wasn't exactly a
virgin and it was a shock to discover what I had missed. I thought your sex
life was supposed to diminish after age 50. Mine was improving.

Bill called me two days later.  He had the same feelings. "I thought I had
a good sex life," Bill said. "It was good, but not as intense as with you
and Bruno.  I had a good marriage, but it was so different."

"I'm not exactly a virgin, but I had the same feeling," I said. "What's odd
is that neither you nor Bruno is the type of man I usually interested in. I
don't want to insult you, but I've historically been into pretty boys."

Bill laughed.  "You mean a middle-aged hairball isn't your idea of a dream
date?" he asked, still laughing. "I can do you one better. I never thought
I'd be interested in men as sex partners."

"Live and learn," I replied.

A few days later I got a call from Bruno.  "A friend of mine is having a
party on Saturday, I was wondering if you might like to come?" Bruno asked.
"I was a bit uneasy asking you.  I don't know if you're into this kind of
party?"

"What kind is that?"

"Well, it's a get naked at the door and have some fun, kind of party," he
replied. "It will be eight to ten guys.  Most of us are old friends, but
we're always into making new friends. I know you don't mind group play."

"I've never done anything like this before," I replied. "These are friends
of yours?"

"Yes, really nice guys too," Bruno explained. "It's for fun.  Several guys
are partnered.  It gives you some playtime without cheating.  I guess you
could say everyone in the group likes sex and admits it.  It's an outlet."

I thought and decided to give it a try and told Bruno.

"Great," he exclaimed.  Hesitating, he continued. "Do you think Bill might
be interested?"

"I have no idea, give him a call," I said.  "It might be a stretch for
him. But he sure liked our get- together last week."

"Would you ask him for me?"  Bruno asked.

I smiled. "To tell you the truth, I think you might be the better one to
ask him," I said. "He likes you."  Bruno blushed, then he smiled.

"You think so?"

"That's what I think." I replied.  Later that day Bill called me.  He was
interested.  On Saturday he came over to my house and had a drink before we
went to the party.

"I feel like a seventeen-year-old girl on the way to the prom," he
said. "Excited, but scared too."

"I feel that way too," I agreed. "It's odd my cock's still making choices
for me even though I'm quote, mature, unquote."

Bill laughed. "I'm not sure I can relax and let it all hang out," he
mused. "I've been reserved all my life, sexually that is. I'm certainly
vocal enough in my opinions, but that's not been the way I approached sex.
I'm not sure letting go and really enjoying sex is possible. I've always
held back."

"Well, you'll know a lot more in an hour or so," I said.  We walked around
the block to Bruno's.  He took us next door.  A red haired bearded man
named Chuck greeted us.  Chuck was the nurse who took care of Bruno after
the accident. He was wearing a robe and directed us to an upstairs bedroom.
"The party's in the back," he said.

The house was a standard, turn of the century town house on the
exterior. Inside it had been totally renovated into a high style modern
look.  The entrance hall floor was polished marble; the stair was stainless
steel and glass.  I was shocked. We went up stairs and stripped in a
bedroom furnished in stuffed animal heads and animal pelts.  Buddy was
there stripping.  He was friendly and seemed to take an interest in Bill.
Bill was flattered. He had been uneasy, but he flet comfortable with
Buddy. We went downstairs to the kitchen and found a cluster of men.

Bill looked around the room and said, "So many cocks, so little time." The
room burst into laughter.

"Hey guys, this is Denny and Bill. They're new to the group, so introduce
yourselves and be gentle!" Bruno said.  There was more laughter.  Bruno
took Bill and introduced him to the men. Buddy took me in tow.  There were
no beauty contestant winners in the room. Most were older, bigger men and
most were hairy.

Chuck was thin and wiry, but was covered in a thick pelt of copper red
hair. He had a long, thin cock and low hanging balls.  He was talking with
a heavy set man named Mel. Mel was built like a gorilla, he was just as
hairy as Chuck, but it was black hair, some of which was turning grey.  He
had a shaved head and a massive beard.  The beard concealed a cleft pallet.
Mel had a speech impediment. His big cock head was wrapped in a thick
foreskin.

"Damn you're pretty," Mel said as he looked me over. "Most guys here look
like the missing link."

"Mel, some times you lack sophistication," Chuck said in a good-humored
way. "You should try the subtle approach sometime."

Mel looked puzzled, then he bent over and sucked my cock.  He liked cock
and knew how to suck.

"He's the shy type too," Buddy said.

"Shy, but friendly," I replied.  Mel stood up, then bent over and began to
suck Chuck.

"He likes everyone," Chuck said in explanation.  I looked over toward Bill.
Bruno had his arm around him as they talked with a tall, blond man and a
smaller guy. Bruno shifted his position and I saw all the men were well on
the way to being erect.

The doorbell rang and Chuck went to answer it, throwing on his robe as he
went.  Mel transferred his attentions to Buddy.  The blond man with Bill
came over to us and introduced himself. "Denny, I'm Roger. Mel here is my
mate.  I see he's making you feel welcome," he said.

"Is he always this friendly?" I asked.

"I'm afraid so," Roger said.  "If he becomes a pest, just tell him to buzz
off. He's use to it."  The room was candle lit, so the light was dim.  I at
first thought Roger was smooth, but close up he was as hairy as Mel.  Since
his hair was pale blond, you could hardly see it against his skin.

Chuck returned with two men.  It was a Mutt and Jeff pair.  I had never
seen the big man before, but the smaller man was Timmy, one of my younger
florists. Timmy was barely five feet high, and 110 pounds.  He didn't
recognize me right away.  It was dark.

"Timmy, Ron, glad you could make it," Buddy exclaimed.  "I thought you were
going to be out of town."

"The trip fell through," Ron said. "I couldn't let you have a party without
bringing Richmond's best bottom."

"I don't like the bottom that much!" Timmy protested unconvincingly. He
turned his head and saw me. "Mr. Paul what are you doing here?"

"I guess I'm here for the same thing you are," I said.  "If you don't mind,
I don't either."

"Boy, you're hung," Timmy said. Timmy was scrawny, but he had an impressive
organ. It was the only part of the small man that was impressive. Ron, his
friend, was just the opposite.  He was a fine specimen of a man, but his
equipment looked average. He was a body builder, buffed form head to toe.
Ron was completely shaved except for a small tuft of hair at his pubic
region.

They formed an odd couple, but they were clearly partners.  Timmy went off
to talk with Buddy while Ron stayed with us.

Ron got close to me and whispered, "I hope having Timmy here doesn't bother
you?" he asked. "He loves his job and I'd hate for anything to mess it up."

"Don't worry.  That's not a problem. As long as what happens in Las Vegas
stays in Las Vegas," I said.

"Don't worry about that," Ron said. "Timmy seems like a mindless air head,
but he's very discrete. I'm a cop and there's never been a problem. He's
very careful.  We like these parties.  They've been a life saver for our
relationship."

"How's that?" I asked.

Ron got even closer to me and dropped his voice still further. "Timmy and I
have a great relationship, but Timmy's a bit of a size queen and loves a
big one up his ass," Ron explained. "I guess you could say these parties
are a safety valve. It keeps him from wandering off the reservation."

"You don't get offended?" I asked.

"He's a good boy and it's good to watch him enjoying himself," Ron said,
"Timmy's the energizer Bunny when it comes to sex.  He's always ready,
always willing, always enthusiastic. We've been together for five years and
we've never missed a night.  A little variety isn't going to be a problem."
Ron reached down and fondled my balls.  After Mel's sucking, I was still
half hard.  "Nice," he remarked. "Timmy's good and tight. He loves being
filled up.  You may need a shoehorn to get it in, but it will be worth it."

"For me?" I asked.

Ron laughed.  "For both of you."  Ron went off. I chatted with and Mel. Mel
was a construction worker.  He wasn't educated at all, but was friendly and
had a dry sense of humor. With his speech impediment he tended to be an
observer.  He saw things I hadn't noticed and was a good judge of
character.

After we chatted for a while I noticed we were alone in the kitchen. "Where
has everyone gone?" I asked.

"It's a little more comfortable upstairs," Mel said. "It's time to adjourn
to the bedrooms."



"I've got first dibs on you!" Mel said looking directly at me. "If it's
okay with you?"  I nodded and went upstairs with him.

Bill was sitting in a chair with Bruno and Roger standing on each
side. Roger was stroking his chest and tits.  Chuck was on the floor
sucking.  With Bruno and Roger's meat at mouth level on each side, Bill
could suck either cock as he turned his head.  Chuck got up and replaced
Roger who took his place milking Bill's organ. Everyone was hard and happy.

In a dressing area to the side there was a sling. Timmy was strapped in it
and Buddy was easing his cock into Tommy's ass. Ron was at the side giving
advice to Buddy. I didn't think Buddy needed the advice but all three men
seemed happy.  Timmy moaned with every movement of Buddy's cock and this
provided an almost musical accompaniment to the evening.

Mel and I went over and watched. I'm no virgin, but I'd never watched two
men fucking before in real life. I'd seen my share of porn movies, but
Buddy and Timmy were a new experience for me. I have to admit it was
exciting. Timmy was so small and Buddy's cock was so large.  Timmy loved it
and was so responsive, it was hard to not get caught up in the moment. When
you're naked, there's no way to hide the excitement.

"I'm getting too close, can someone spell me until I cool down," Buddy
said. He looked around and saw my erection.  My cock did the thinking for
me. Ron coated my cock with lubricant, Buddy pulled out and I stepped up to
the plate.

"Denny, I've warmed him up for you," Buddy said. "He's ripe and ready."

Timmy's ass was at the perfect height. "Just shove it in," Ron advised. I
took my time. Timmy had a hairy ass, with swirls of hair on the cheeks. In
the middle of the hair was a delicate pink pucker.  When my cock head
touched it, Timmy shivered. I pulled away. The hole twitched. When I pushed
forward again, Timmy tried to open his ass.  I could see the pucker pushing
out. It opened for my cock.

Timmy's hole welcomed my cock into his ass.  I had experienced men who
wanted to try my cock, but this was the first time I was welcomed.  In my
experience the cock is only sex organ.  Timmy's ass was clearly a sex
organ.  It quivered, twitched and reacted as my cock slipped deep into his
body.  He loved every inch.

Ron was watching it all, looking like a pleased parent.  "Denny has a good
one, doesn't he?" Ron said.  He provided a running commentary both
encouraging Timmy and giving me advice as to how to ring Timmy's chimes.
Timmy's ass possessed a full set of bells and whistles.  I never felt more
appreciated.

I got close and pulled out. Chuck was next in line. I went to the bathroom
and showered. Mel joined me.  I didn't know exactly what he wanted.  When
we got on a bed, we worked it out.  He liked to suck and eventually I got
to suck him. He possessed a fire plug type organ, as wide as it was long.
If cubage counted, he was big.  It was hard to get the entire cock head
into my mouth.  His balls were as big. The shaft wasn't long, but fat. He
had a wide slit, almost a half inch wide and his balls were regular cum
factories.

I got my into his shaft and coaxed out the juice. His head was a lush,
tender fruit and I was sucking it dry. There was no way he could run
dry. Precum oozed in a constant flow.  It was odd to be with this gorilla
of a man, sucking his ball juice from his cock, but I was really
excited. The flow turned into a flood and I swallowed his cum.

"Damn, that was good," he moaned. I continued to milk him until he was
almost dry. Surprisingly I was happy just relaxing and licking up the
remains of his orgasm. It was peaseful and quiet.

"Do you like to fuck?" he whispered. "I don't bottom much, but I'd love to
have your cock in me.  It was beautiful when you fucked Timmy."

"You want to be fucked?" I asked. "You don't need to do it for me.  I can
get my rocks off with someone else." As we lay there talking, Bill and
Chuck came in the room.

"Is there room on the bed for two more?" Bill asked.

"We're looking for a place to get comfortable," Chuck said. "Bill wants to
take a trip to the wild side."

"Join us, I was trying to talk Denny into doing the same to me," Mel
said. He looked at Bill.  "Is your ass virgin?"

"For the next few minutes," Bill replied. "I don't know what's got into me,
but I want to try it."