Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2009 05:49:42 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Scout Masters 6

Scout Masters 6

By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story about gay men and gay sex. If you don't like that DON'T
read it! You have been warned. It is intended for adults to read, not for
minors. It is a fantasy, not a sex manual.  No effort to portray safe sex
practices has been made.  If you have any comments send them to
bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymn@aol.com.



 Johnson had "interviewed" several other men on his own. He said they all
had been nice guys, but one was a watcher only. Another man was into master
slave stuff.  "I've go no problem with different strokes for different
folks, but that ain't my cup of tea," Johnson said. "I don't need any make
believe drama to get into sex."

There was no problem with our guests for this after noon. Carson, Sullivan,
Bubba and Newton turned out to be nice men as well as first rate sex pigs.
They were also full service with anal and oral tastes. Carson was tall and
Marlboro Man like. Sullivan was shorter and full of energy. He had been the
quarter back on his High School Team.  Bubba was built like a line backer
or tackle. He sold cars for a living. Newton was a school science teacher.

Sonny was inside the lodge, setting out cokes.  He was already naked.  The
new men appreciated that.  Sonny was a good looking, young guy.  We got
naked as soon as we got inside. Johnson gave a little introductory talk. "I
think I explained this when you called, but this is a party for horny men,
not a Sunday School class. It's not a prayer session, although at our last
party here, several guys got a lot closer to paradise than they had been
before."

"Were you one of them?" Bubba asked.

"I sure as shit was," he replied. "This is a sex party, but anyone can say
no, and that's fine.  At the last party everyone could say no, but no one
did. Look around this group. I can almost guarantee you'll have sucked
every cock in this room. There's a pretty good chance you'll have been
fucked by half the guys here and you'll have screwed the other half. Any
problems with this?"

"No problems, only opportunities!" Sullivan said. Everyone laughed.

And opportunities there were. No one was shy. Johnson, Andy, Sonny and I
each took one of the new men. I was with Newton, he had a beer can style
cock and he was a drooler. I like ball juices so this was good for me. I
sucked and finger fucked him at first. I played with his prostate and
milked him of his sweet juices.

Newton wasn't the silent type. Everyone knew just how much he enjoyed my
finger in his hole. It was so good Carson got next to Newton and I fingered
him too. He had a long, curved cock with a lollipop head. It twitched when
I pressed his prostate. We shifted around some and somehow, Carson got his
curved member in my ass.

We broke apart, but Carson's cock was too good for me to pass up. When he
sat in a chair, I sat on him. I had my back to him and sat back ,so while
his cock went deep in my ass and my erect cock was on view. Newton liked
the view. He sucked our balls and my cock and even licked Carson's shaft as
it slid into my ass.

After this interlude, I moved on to Bubba and Sullivan when Johnson and
Sonny took my place with Carson and Newton.  If anything Sullivan was more
into sex than Carson and his pal. I don't think it took more than a few
minutes for all of us to get excited.

Man sex has always struck me as odd, especially when you compare it to sex
in th movies and on television. I had just met Sullivan, Bubba, Newton and
Carson a few minutes earlier. Now we were all naked and going at it. Men
aren't reliably into sex for affection or love.  For me the affection seems
to come after sex. When men are naked, they are totally exposed. The cock
is a sexual thermometer that tends to give an exact reading of your state
of arousal.

I've been to a gay bar a few times, where men are dressed you can't tell. I
knew the men in the bar were all looking for sex, but I never knew if any
were interested in me, or if they were looking for the mythical
Mr. Right. I seemed to have no problem meeting a pleasant Mr. Right Now,
but there seems to be more game playing than actual sex at the bar.

For the eight of us at Johnson's hunting lodge it was a different story. We
were here for sex, plain and simple. No one could, or tried to hide their
emotions or interests.  No one can be cool and disinterested with an
erection.  Whether the cock was half hard, fully erect, dripping precum, or
drooling the remains of an orgasm, we all knew what each person was feeling
and wanting.

I also think men share a common curiosity about other men's sexual
equipment.  Everyone checks out the cocks visible in the shower room. It's
always exciting when you meet a new man and get naked. I wonder about what
will turn the guy on.  Each cock is different and I never know how it will
react, and wonder what effect it might have on me when we get up close and
personal.

Our party gave everyone the chance to get down to brass tacks with out the
lengthy preliminaries. After the first round of orgasms, we all had more
than enough time to get to know each other. As a biologist this seemed
right to me.  Most species of animals, reptiles, or amoebas have sex and
never get around to discovering their partners' astrological sign, or
favorite color. In more developed animals some selection of the
strongest. or biggest mate occurs, but that certainly isn't based on in
depth knowledge of your mates personality and usually last only as long as
the intercourse.

Johnson's interview process was a success.  We had four more guests for our
next scout reunion.

A week later I got a call from Bubba. Some former scouts had called him for
some play time and he wanted to know if I was interested.  I asked if he
knew the guys.  He said Newton knew the caller well and said it was okay.

The next Saturday I went to Newton's house on the side of a mountain near
West Virginia. Bubba and Andy were already there. The school teacher's
house was a classic NASCAR fan's man cave. It was a tribute to either Dale
Earnhart, or the Washington Redskins.  The color combinations almost gave
em a head ache. I got there at one, a few minutes later an older man
arrived. He was a scoutmaster from Winchester, Henry. He was in his late
50s, tall and thin, and reminded me of Barney Fife of Mayberry.

Shortly after he arrived a van drove up with five guys. They were much
younger than the men we had played with before. They were all legal, but
several were border line.  I'm not that good a judge age.  The kid I
thought was 18-years- old and one day was 23. The kid that was built like a
linebacker and was hairy as King Kong was actually celebrating his 18th
birthday with us that day.

The boys were good sports and nowhere near as innocent as I was at that
age. Everyone stripped quickly and checked each other out. With timid
younger guys I thought we might ease into sex, but I had forgotten about
horny young men.  As soon as they dropped their pants, they were hard. They
were hard and hot to trot.

The leader of the group was a good looking 20-year-old named Steve. He
looked like a blond beach bunny from an old Annette movie. "None of us guys
are strictly speaking virgins," he said. "We've been sucking each off since
we started camping, that was 14 for me and 12 for Bill and Conrad. I think
Jefferson started with his brothers at 13. We've liked everything we've
done but would like to do more."

"Are you talking about fucking?" Newton asked. Newton was always straight
forward and direct.

"Yep," Steve said.  "We talked it over in the car, none of us has ever
fucked a guy and none have taken a cock either.  We'd like to give it a
spin."

"For years we messed around later at night making sure no one heard us,"
Conrad said.  He was a dark haired muscle boy. I wondered if he was a
gymnast.  "We'd like to take are time and let it all hang out."

"You boys sure have good attitude," Henry said. "But fucking isn't for
everyone. I like to top, but am not much on bottoming. Let me be up front,
my cock's not ideal for a maiden voyage." Henry wiry body was tanned.  He
spent a lot of time outdoors. His cock was uncut and soft, but hung seven
inches. Big balls and a hairy sack framed the fuck tool.  He was hung.

"It looks good to me!" one of the boys said. Everyone laughed.

"Well Bubba, Leo and I are full service and we can help you out," Newton
said. "Let me warn you about something.  The first guy who ever fucked me
had what he called the 50% rule. Once you get the cock head and half the
shaft in where the sun doesn't shine, you have to take the rest.  That's
not a problem with me. I've got a big head and thin shaft.  With Leo and
Henry, there's no free ride once the head's in."

"You can't be half fucked," I added. "If you're not sure you want another
guy's cock rooting around in your ass, don't start.  You can't change your
mind."

The boys seemed to think that was amusing. Gus went over to Henry, dropped
to his knees and started to suck.  I assume he was into challenges. The
line backer's name was Joe and he came over to me.  He was beefy and solid
and had the body shape of a forty year old.  I soon discovered it was the
body of a muscular forty year old. He was also a good sucker and not shy
about that at all.  Joe wasn't a linebacker. He was a heavy weight
wrestler.

Newton had spread quilts on the floor and Gus and I assumed the 69
position. He was my height, but looked shorter because of his bulk.  His
cock was thick, but not beer can thick. His cut knob was big and began to
drool the second my tongue touched it. He moaned as I sucked him. It always
amazed me that big, clunky looking guys like Joe can be so sensitive.

Joe wanted to fuck me but he took his time, I got on my back and put a
pillow under my ass to get my hole at the right level.  Newton provided
lube and someone had given Gus a bottle of Jungle Juice for his birthday.
He got my legs on his shoulder and got his big knob at my hole. It was
tight and it took him a few thrusts and a second application of lubricant
to get in. He opened the bottle of Jungle juice and I took a snort. That
did the trick.

Joe took a snort and we were off to the races. Joe wasn't exactly a man
rammer, but he was vigorous and energetic.  I'm had miss judged his
cock. It felt bigger in my ass than it looked. It was clear he was a
natural born top. He needed no extra training.

His big knob used my prostate as a punching bag and after a short while I
was just Joe's sex toy. I existed for his pleasure. What made it nice was
Joe's reaction. He was a hard, but very appreciative fucker. I could almost
feel the joy in his cock. Joe was also vocal, so all of the guys knew what
was up. We attracted and audience as he pounded my ass.

I could feel the head of steam building in Joe's balls.  He was going to
blow. Normally it's only polite to ask if you want a guy to shoot his cum
in your ass, but I decided to let nature take its course. Joe started to
moan and twitch. He jerked every time he ejaculated.  Joe pulled out and
shot the last few spurts splattering against my hole.

We had quite an audience by then. Jefferson, who was the only black guy in
the group, stepped up to the plate and slipped his cock into my just
vacated hole. Jefferson was downright scrawny everywhere but in the
genitals.  His cock was seven inches, with a big head and a curve
upward. When I said slipped into my as I meant it. Joe's cum dump had re
lubricated my ass.

What followed was a exceptionally polite and laid back gang bang.  It
hadn't been my intention to take each of the boys sperm, but that's what
happened. The boys were polite, enthusiastic and very hard. Steve and
Conrad had hair triggers. Jefferson took his time and Bill all but set up a
cot and took residence in my ass.

Bill was shy and the kind of guy who tends to fade away in class
photos. His cock was average, except for his head. His shaft was thin and
hard as steel, but the mushroom was gourmet style, wide and with a flared
edge. One he was in my ass the shaft played no role, his knob did the work.
Bill took the time to find my hot spots and play with them.

Later in the afternoon when we had a nice 69 session, I discovered Bill was
an Olympic level leaker. I never encountered anyone with more pre
cum. That's why the fuck session had been so good. He had been pumping his
home made lube into my ass as we played.

Bill was also the first of the members of the quintet I fucked. It was a
tight fit, but Bill was a trooper. Once he got use to it had rewarded me
with a hands free orgasm. As he popped, I shot too. It was beautiful.

Henry, Bubba and Newton were busy too. They got off to a more oral start
but soon they were busy as horny, gay bees.  Henry tended to act as the
traffic cop directing guys to the person best suited to their desires. The
boys were all young and had no problem with multiple orgasms. All five of
the guys had their sphincter's popped and all did well. Bubba and Newton
did the honors for everyone except Bill. Newton always claimed he had a
reasonable cock and Bubba's was similar.

A first fuck can be an ordeal if not done well, but Bubba and Newton were
nice guys and they took their time.  Newton had what he called a stealth
cock. He claimed he could sneak it in before you knew you were fucked.
That wasn't 100% true, but it was 90% true. Jefferson was waiting to get
fucked when he felt Newton's bush tickling his ass ring. It was a little
more difficult for Conrad, but not much more. The jungle juice helped him
take it.

Bubba's technique was a bit more rough and ready, Bubba was a bear of a man
and his lack of subtlety didn't bother the boys at all. It was like the
difference between the swimming lessons at the Y and the drop you into the
water and see of you swim school of learning how to swim.

By three in the afternoon the quintet had both fucked for the first time
and been fucked for the first time. None seemed to be the worse for wear
and if anything they were hornier than they had been two hours earlier. It
was like the day you got your learners permit to drive. You just couldn't
get enough of it.

Newton had soft drinks and chips in the kitchen. I went to get a drink and
Henry was there with Conrad. Henry was fully erect and Conrad was admiring
the engorged organ.

"Damn, I can't believe that thing would fit in anybodies' ass," Conrad
said.

Henry smiled, "Take my word for it, it will fit and there are guys who love
it," he said.

"Any one here?" Conrad asked. "I'd love to see it in action."

"Well. I've never met Leo before, but I bet he could take it," Henry
said. He winked at me.

"It sure is pretty," I remarked. "Can anyone deep throat it?"

"It's a lot easier to take in the ass than to swallow. Your ass can't
choke," Henry replied. Conrad looked at me hoping I'd step up to the plate.
I had already been fucked enough for one day, but I figured I'd never be
more open than I was now.  I looked at Henry's cock and he knew was
willing. He smiled. It may be my imagination, but I also think his already
erect cock grew little. I did notice some pre cum glistening on his cum
slit.

We went to the other room.  I asked Henry if I could sit on it; he was
happy to oblige. Gay radar is a remarkable thing and somehow every one
wanted to watch. This didn't bother Henry, who liked to show off his
organ. I figured since everyone was naked, had been hard and fucked, there
was no reason to get modest now.

Henry got on the floor and Steven lubricated his fuck tool. Joe added more
lubricant to my hole I straddled Henry's telephone pole and sat back. I
bounced a few times on his cock head and nothing happened. Joe held the
bottle of Jungle juice to one nostril, then the other. I inhaled.

I opened up and Henry's head and a few inches of his shaft popped
through. Two or three minutes later, Henry forced the rest in and I was
royally fucked. It took me a while to get use to it, but then it began to
work it's magic. I began to wiggle and grind my hips. Something popped and
all was fine. The audience was most appreciative.  After five minutes we
moved so Henry could do some thrusting. He pulled out and I got on my
back. This turned out to be really good for me and him. It also gave then
boys a good look at a master top in action. I shot of, hands free and
several of the guys watching got sprayed.  They took that well. I think
they thought of my cum as a party favor. Henry pulled out slowly.

Joe was next to us and as Henry moved away, he filled the void in my ass.
He was young, but he knew I wanted something in my ass. Joe also took the
opportunity to shoot a second load into my ass. Off to the side I saw
Steven getting on his back. He wanted to give Henry's cock a spin.

I was pleasantly surprised a little later when Steven was moaning in
pleasure as Henry deep dicked him.  There was more to that boy than I had
guessed. The party wound down at five. Everyone lrft with a smile on their
face.