Date: Mon, 19 Feb 2001 13:41:18 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <Bldhrymn@excite.com>
Subject: Jimmy, Me and Whitey Part 6

Jimmy, Me and Whitey  Part 6

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

This is an adult story intended for adults. It is a fantasy, so I again
remind you that 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 the end of the story. If you want to
see any of the characters in another story, drop me a line.


Breakfast was on the table when I got out of the bedroom and everyone was
talking. Whitey was going out on the boat fishing with Winslow and Carlton
so I cleaned up the breakfast dishes with Ron. Jimmy and Coach vanished
into a bedroom. Ron and I couldn't talk because I was at the sink facing a
widow looking into the woods, but Ron was nice to be with.

I heard Jimmy moaning from the bedroom and figured coach was in his ass
again. The cries went on for fifteen minutes, gaining in intensity and the
time went on. They stopped, I heard the shower running and Coach rejoined
us.

"You had a good time?" I asked.  " Where's Jimmy?"

"I sure did, and he's sleeping." Coach said. "That boy's a trooper. I was
afraid I'd get a callus on my cock before he popped." Coach tended to
mumble, and Ron didn't know what he said. Ron continued to dry the dishes.

"You're the only one he lets fuck him." I said. "I didn't believe he would
let anyone fuck him until last New Years."

"A lot of guys want to please the coach." He said. "Even Ron here will
pretend to like it. He not a natural bottom."

"Are you a natural top?"

"I thought I was until I met Whitey." Coach said. "He opened the door and I
have re evaluated my preferences. It ain't love, but it's damn good. You're
a bottom, I take it?"

"It seems that way." I said. The dishes were done and we sat down at the
table overlooking the lake. The sun was out and you could tell it would be
another warm day.

"Have you noticed that you get betrayed by your feelings?" I said.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked.

"I don't want to be homosexual, and I don't want to like men. But I am, and
I do." I said. Ron looked concerned.

"You don't like being with us?" He asked.

"I don't like it.  I love it. I feel comfortable, and safe with you guys."
I said. "It just doesn't seem right."

"You got all the makings of a good coach!" Coach said with a touch of
bitterness. "I know what you mean."


"I don't think you can control what you feel physically." Ron said. "I
remember the first time someone sucked my cock. I couldn't believe how good
it felt. He asked me to suck him next. I was frightened about touching his
cock with my mouth, but I did it. I took one lick and tried to swallow it
whole! I went crazy. I knew this was for me."  He paused. "This guy was a
perfect stranger in a dirty book store, and it was really good."

"That's the way I felt." Coach said.  "Even with a pick up it was exciting
and pleasurable.  For a while I never thought I would ever suck the same
cock twice. It was great when I found you."

"You're lucky." Ron told me. "You've had your sexual experiences with
Whitey and his friends. We're all nice guys and comfortable with
ourselves. Here we can relax and really enjoy ourselves. No one is going to
walk in on us. There are no police paroling the area."

We went out to the rock overlooking the pond, sat and talked. The fishermen
were on the other end of the placid pool of water. It was a cool at first
but warmed up quickly. Jimmy came out.  He was naked and sat down with us.

"Did everyone have a good time last night?" He asked.

"I did. It was a good night. You had a good morning too, I think?" Ron
said. Jimmy laughed. Coach winked at him.

"That's for sure." Jimmy replied. "You know, I wasn't sure about some of
the things we did at your house on New Year's Eve. I sure like it now.  It
just gets better the more you do it. I never thought I'd bottom."

"I've always tried to help young men find themselves." Coach said. "It's
just hat I never tried to do in their ass before."  We all laughed and saw
that the fishermen were working their way back.

"No luck at all!" Whitey bellowed from the boat. "I think we go up too
late." They landed the boat and joined us on the rock outcropping.

"I see that some of you got an early start!" Carlton said looking at
Jimmy's nude body.

"Yep! Coach gave me an early morning oil change." Jimmy said. "I shot a few
pints out and shot a few in. It's a nice way to start the day."  Jimmy
didn't seem at all shy about his sexual activities.

"I see you haven't changed you interest in sunrise sex!" Winslow said to
Coach.

"It was the best time in college. That was the only time that most guys
were asleep and you had more time to play." Coach said. " You got an "oil
change" as Jimmy calls it, several times a week, if I recall correctly?" It
was now quite warm on the rock and the fishermen had stripped off most of
their clothes.

"Saturday morning was the best time." Winslow said.

"Damn it if it isn't Saturday morning now!" Ron said. Everyone laughed.

"You noticed." Winslow said. "But I'm afraid that Pete had shot his
breakfast load."

"If you'd like follow in his footsteps, my ass is itching I'm ready to play
again." Jimmy said. Jimmy was naked and sitting in a chair so you could see
his cock and asshole. I was surprised that Jimmy admitted he liked it. He
must have done a lot of re thinking about his sexual interests. I knew that
Winslow liked and figured he'd take Jimmy up on his offer.

I was thinking about Winslow when Carlton came up behind me and I got
involved with him. I don't know if the fishermen had arranged it on the
boat, but we were all paired up, Whitey with Ron, Carlton with me and
Winslow with Jimmy. In no time at all we were all naked.

Carlton was very good looking. I tended to be turned on by masculine men,
rather than Carlton's movie star looks, but I enjoyed him. Looking back, I
realized that I was pleased that a hunk like Carlton would be interested in
me at all. He was also both experienced and accommodating. We sucked, then
we sixty nined. He worked a finger into my ass and his cock followed
shortly.

To my surprise, my cock ended up in his ass after that. This was the first
time that I had fucked a genuine, 100% bottom and Carlton made it
memorable. He had a responsive ass. It relaxed and tightened and was more
like a massaging machine than an ass. Carlton knew exactly what he wanted
and what felt good and told me. It was a show and tell exhibition of anal
sex techniques.

"Would you like to trade partners?" Whitey asked me. "That description is
so good I'd like to try it out?" I said surely, and gave Whitey my place in
Carlton's hole. Ron looked a bit lost. I rolled on my back and opened my
legs and Ron brightened considerably.

He liked the top as much as I liked the bottom so we were well matched.  I
had thought that the first time you have sex is the best time. The rush of
new experiences and feelings is wonderful when you encounter real sex for
the first time. Ron had screwed me before and we were friends now. The sex
was much better. We were both relaxed, and if we didn't have the excitement
of the unexpected, we knew what was coming and how good it was. Ron was
great. He shot off and we stayed in the sun on the rock.

That afternoon we went hiking in the woods and talked. I was shocked that
the grown men treated me as an adult, at 19 that is still an exciting
thing. When we returned to the cabin, Winslow called his office for
messages. The Speaker of the Assembly had keeled over dead the night before
and the funeral was the next day. He had to get to Albany. That was the end
of the weekend.

He went to the bedroom to pack and Coach followed, he had brought him here
and needed to drive him back.  We were on the porch when a Jeep drove up. A
uniformed man got out.

"Lou! What are you doing here?" Whitey bellowed. Lou was a forest
ranger. He was almost as tall as Whitey, but heavier, with a bushy beard
and barrel chest. He was wearing the heavy ranger uniform.

"Was just passing through." Lou said. "I didn't know you had company. I'll
be on my way."

"No need at all, come and join us." Whitey said. "We're all friends
here. Jump in the pond. Go for a swim.  You look hot as hell."  Lou looked
at us as we looked at him.

"You don't have any trunks that would fit me, I'm afraid."

"We're all friends here, I said." Whitey said. "We're all good friends,
like you and me."

"A swim in the pond sounds good to me." Coach said. I remembered him
telling me he liked men who were rough around the edges.  That would seem
to fit Lou perfectly. "We can start our trip back an hour or two later,
can't we Winslow?"

"Not a problem for me." Winslow said. He had a twinkle in his eye. He knew
Coach's interests too.

"Cradle robbing, Whitey?" Lou asked. He understood the relationships.

"Educational training." Whitey said laughing. "And they're both ready for
post graduate studies. Really good learners."

"Hot damn." Lou said. "Is this an orgy?"

"If we're lucky, it will be!" Carlton said. "Let's get naked and start
playing!"  That was all we needed. After a year in the dorm, I had a much
better estimate as to the size and character of men's cocks. I associated
big beefy men with small cocks. Lou was beefy but not fat, and well
endowed. His cock was nice but his balls were huge.  He wasn't Whitey's
size, but he was good. I had thought that Winslow was a gorilla. Lou had
both the hair and the size.

He looked like a French Canadian lumber jack like you see in the Mountie
movies. He jumped in the water making a huge splash. We all joined
him. Coach swam over to him.

"I've only got an hour or so. Do you like to be sucked?" he asked.

"Shit yes!" Lou said. "I thought you'd never ask!" Coach usually had been a
bit standoffish, until he met Lou. I didn't know anything about true love
but I could see lust. Coach didn't have enough time to be cool. I don't
think being cool ever occurred to Lou. We weren't in the water long. A big
cloud rolled over and we realized a storm was in the offing. We returned to
the cabin.

Winslow had played with Jimmy that morning while I played with Carlton and
Ron.  We got back together again and it was just as good as the night
before. His cock was oozing just as much as the night before.

"Shit, you're a top?" Lou said to Coach.

"Yes, you are too?" Coach said. Everyone laughed.

"Either you flip a coin or trade partners!" Whitey said."Everyone else here
can pitch and catch, we're versatile."

"I've got a coin." Lou said. They flipped and Coach lost. Lou smiled. "Do
you need lessons, boy?"

"It will be a first." Coach said, he was fully erect. He hugged Lou and
they kissed.

Whitey was laughing. "We can all give you demonstration if you need
them. Ron, take some lubricant over to that man in need." Ron went over and
lubricated Coach's ass. Lou got coach on the floor and was fingering his
ass.

"Gather around guys! It ain't every day you get to see a middle age guy
loose his cherry!" Lou said. I though this was awfully embarrassing for
coach. I looked at him and realized he was really excited. We gathered
around.  "You don't have to just watch, show us some of those demonstration
you talked about."  Lou said. "You boys play bitch-in heat." Lou seemed to
have a plan. I wasn't too wild about it but got on my hands and knees. I
was facing Ron who was on the other side of Coach's gut. Jimmy had the head
position. Carlton was behind Ron, Whitey behind Jimmy and Winslow to my
rear.

"Let's do this togther guys. This guy needs some company on his ride!"  Lou
said. His cock was inches from my face. It looked bigger than I had
thought, but the heavy coating of lube made it look like a candied
apple. The head glistened, while the lube emphasized every vein in the
thick shaft. "Pop the head in so we don't have any aim problems." Lou must
have been a natural leader of men, everyone did as they were told. I winced
as Winslow apricot pressed through the hole, then felt relief when it
cleared it.

Coach and Ron did the same. It had been uneasy, now I was just plain turned
on. The cock head in my ass was just an appetizer. I wanted the main
course.

"Don't just sit there relishing the moment!" Lou said. "You only need one
hand to steady your self, lend another the help this boy remember this
afternoon."  I stroked Coach's cock, while Ron and Jimmy played with his
tits. He was still had as a rock, even though there was a complete
stranger's cock head in his ass for the first time in his life.

"Ok men. Let's go for the touchdown!"  Lou said. "One, two, THREE!"

I completely forgot to think about coach as Winslow's cock rammed my
hole. I was more than ready for it and it did everything I remembered from
the night before and more. After a minute or two of bliss, I could focus
again. Jimmy was moaning and kissing coach. Ron had his eyes rolled back in
his head as Carlton hit pay dirt. There was a pool of pre cum under Coach's
cock. It was rock hard still but look like a leaking faucet.

"Slow up everyone." Lou commanded. "Let's make this an afternoon."  Whitey
had another plan. He handed Jimmy a bottle of Rush for us to share and
passed another around for the tops.

"This isn't a marathon, Lou! It's a sprint!" Carlton said. The Rush hit
Winslow and me at the same time. It turned from lovemaking to heavy duty
fucking. I couldn't breathe it was so good. Ron moaned as he
popped. Carlton held him us and his cum spurted over me then sprayed
Coach's chest.

"I'm shooting!" Whitey cried. He was filling Jimmy's ass as Jimmy popped
and shot the length of Coach's body and landed on Lou. The white cream
stood out in dribbles on Lou's black hair. Coach and I popped
together. Winslow kept on pumping until I felt him go ridged and fill my
ass. Lou was smearing all the cum over coach. He started to jerk and I knew
he was shooting too.

It was unbelievable. I think part of it was that each of us had the cock of
someone we liked a lot in our ass. It was the perfect combination of
affection and lust. Part of it was because of the group of hot men. We
built on each other's excitement. I had discovered that I liked sex.

The weekend was over now and we all packed up to get home. We never got
together again as a group. I spent most of my time at college so this was
the end. I guess though. If you need to start your sex life somewhere, this
was about as good as it would ever get.