Date: Sat, 23 Dec 2006 07:37:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Catfish and the Elves

This is a sexual fantasy with no effort made at real life experiences. If
you object to gay fiction, DO NOT READ. This story is not for you. If you
have any comments send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymen@aol.com.



It was Christmas Eve and I was in LAX and things weren't looking good.
There was a snow storm in Denver and that backed up all planes going East.
I was heading for Richmond, but by the particular logic of modern air
schedule planning there wasn't much hope that I would make it.

At noon there seemed to be a chance I could make it. There was a flight to
Vancouver, then on to Toronto, then to Washington.  It would be possible to
get south from there.  I was working with a young ticket agent and she was
trying her best to make the connections.  It was still possible at five.
Suddenly I had a ticket.  When I got to the check in, I was next to a young
girl and her even younger brother. They were on standby and only one ticket
was available for the two of them.

The girl was frantic, the boy was trying to be brave and not cry. I spoke
with the airline attendant and let them take my seat. I would be nice to
get home for Christmas, but I'm a middle-aged man, and it was no big deal.

I called my friend on the cell phone and told them of my problem. As it
turned out, he wasn't feeling well and was more than willing to celebrate
Christmas a day or two later. All was well. My ticket agent was still
giving it a try, but she was hoping to get home to her children, so I told
her not to worry. I'd wait for the next day.

The airline had hired a Santa and two elves to cheer up the customers and
ease the stress of waiting.  They had been trying to help the kids when I
came to their rescue. They went off to help others and I forgot about my
brief meeting with them.

I decided to give up on getting east. When I tried to get a hotel room, I
found out all the hotels nearby were filled to capacity. I decided to stay
in the airport for the night.  My chances were better at getting an early
flight out the next morning that way.

I was in the men's room taking a leak when I heard a voice saying, "That's
one hell of a piece of meat!  Your momma must have been fucked by a
donkey."  There was no one there.  I looked down and saw one of the elves.

I smiled, "I won't ask who fucked your momma."

The elf laughed. "I see you're smarter than you look as well as being hung
like Trigger," he said. "You're the guy who helped those kids aren't you?
It was a nice thing to do."

"Well, there ain't that many toys under my tree anymore," I said. The elf
was still looking at my cock. I'm uncut and meaty and you can tell that
even when I'm soft. He looked interested.  I guessed my elf was a cock
fancier.  I zipped up.

"Did you get a flight, or a hotel room?" he asked. We left the rest room
and went to a quiet part of the lobby.  By now the news of the Denver storm
was generally known and the crowd had diminished.


"Neither," I said. "But to tell you the truth, I've slept in a lot of
places much worse than an airport lobby."

"I've got a room in the Airport Hilton across the way," he said. "I'm
sharing it with my pal Rudy, but we're small.  There's room for you."

"I thought you'd be busy delivering toys with Santa," I said.  I sat in one
of the waiting room chairs. Sitting I could look at him more closely. He
was solid looking and I would guess he was in his forties. He had a
luxuriant blond beard and twinkling blue eyes. He appeared to be muscular
and well proportioned other than his short legs.

"My name's David, by the way," he said.

"Catfish is the name here."

He looked at me for a second or two. "A one-eyed catfish?  Am I right?"

"You guessed it," I replied. "I appreciate the offer, but . . ."

"I was thinking of you being my toy for the night," Davis said. "I was kind
of hoping you were the playful type.  You've got a lot to play with."

"I guess you're the kind of guy we call open minded, back east," I said.

"For you, everything's open," he said.  David climbed up on the sat next to
me and whispered in my ear, "Are you a top?"

"I sure am, but . . ."

"Don't worry about that," he said. "In spite of my size, I'm a big boy. You
aren't exactly basketball player material.  You can be the tallest guys in
the room for once."

"That's an offer I can't refuse," I said.

"You stay here while I tell Rudy," David said as he scampered away.

I wondered if he would return.  Lots of gay men have bigger eyes than ass
holes. It's fun to look at a big cock, but when it comes to getting up
close and personal with one, it's different.  Ten minutes later he
returned.  "I thought you had lost interest," I said.

"Not at all," David replied. "There is a little fly in the ointment though.
Rudy has invited some friends over tonight."

"You mean I'm not going to be the tallest man in the room now?"

"No, they're all little people," he replied. He climbed onto the seat
again. "It's going to be a sex party.  I didn't know if you'd be
interested," he whispered.

"How many guys?"

"Six, maybe eight."

"What makes you think I'd like to have sex with eight guys I've never even
met?" I asked.  David looked crest fallen.  "Actually, it sounds pretty
good to me. Are they all good sports?"

He perked up. "Rudy knows them, not me. He says they're lots of fun."

Fifteen minutes later we took a taxi to the hotel. Rudy was a black-haired
version of David. Both men were cheerful and seemed affable.  At the hotel
they ordered food from room service. It was a surprisingly good steak
dinner.  We talked as we ate and I got to know the two men.  I had no
experience with dwarfs and didn't know what to expect.

They were two successful actors. Rudy was a native of Hollywood and he
tended to play wise old dwarfs in fantasy movies. His beard was real and
the role didn't seem to be a stretch for him. David was from Reno and he
was more of a circus performer. He was athletic and a natural
gymnast-acrobat. This wasn't their usual gig.  They were substituting for
friends who had families.

They had been lovers at one time and were still friends. David had come to
LA to spend the holiday with Rudy and was just helping out. Apparently the
party was a surprise for David. David had moved to Reno to take care of his
elderly mother. She was visiting a sister for the holiday. He didn't get
out much and Rudy wanted to get a year or so of missed sex into one
night. I figured it would have to be one hell of a party to do that, but it
was a nice gesture.

Room service picked up the dinner trays. Rudy had two cases of beer on the
balcony.  It wasn't cold but it was cool by the standards of Souther
California.  David went off to get some lubricant for a nearby adult
"novelty" store.

"David says you're hung like Trigger," Rudy said after David left.  "He's a
bit of a size queen."

"You're not?"

"Not really," Rudy admitted, "but I could be converted. David was so
excited, I couldn't say no."

"I'm into fun, not pain. I don't go anywhere I'm not wanted," I
explained. "I tend to go with the flow. I like to top, but I've had a good
time on the bottom too. To tell you the truth if someone could find a new
way to get off, I'd be willing to try it."

"You're a man after my own heart," Rudy said. He was silent. "I'm ready to
get this party underway. Want to get naked?"

I said, "Sure." And I began to strip.  Rudy undressed too.

"Damn, you're a hairy one," he said. "I thought I was hairy, but you take
the cake."

"Is that a problem?"

"Not for me," he said. By then I had dropped my pants. I'm not into strip
teases, so I dropped my Jockeys too. "Shit, David was right. What in hell
do you do with that thing?"

I smiled. "I do the usual things," I replied.  "The question is what you
want to do with it."

"I can think of a lot of things," he said. "Have you noticed I'm at just
the right height to suck without bending over?"  Rudy had his shirt off,
exposing his hairy chest and big, pink nipples.  He hesitated before taking
off his pants. He finally dropped his pants. He had a pair of ping pong
ball sized nuts and a knob the same size wrapped in a thick foreskin.

"Jump up on the bed and let me look," I said. He did as I asked.  I then
took his cock into my mouth and worked my tongue into his foreskin.  I
licked his cock head. There was a good store of precum in there and a fresh
supply oozing as I sucked.

"I think we're going to get along well," he said. There was a knock at the
door.

"Company's here," Rudy said.

"I hope I'm not over dressed," I said.

"I think you're going to be a hit," he said.  Rudy opened the door and
three little people entered. One man was dressed in a camel hair sports
coat, looked at me and said, "That isn't David is it?"

"Look at that cock!" another one exclaimed. This man was a muscleman who
had the physique of a diminutive Steve Reeves or of Arnold.

"Boys, this is Catfish," Rudy said. "He's a stranded traveler David found
in the airport."

"What is it about him David found appealing?" the muscleman asked as he
looked at my cock.  I was half hard and looking good.

"I think I'm supposed to be the entertainment," I said. "I'm in place of
the pony or the clown."  The third man in the group took off his clothes
and came over to me and started to suck.

"Wally has the right idea," Rudy said. A minute or tow later we were all
naked and rolling around on the bed. The man in the camel hair coat was
Doc, a child psychologist, the muscleman was Trevor who was a nationally
known weightlifter. Wally was a computer programer.

About ten minutes later David arrived with two men.  They were twins, Don
and Dan. I felt for the first and only time in my life like Gulliver. All
of us were naked and erect. I didn't know much about little people, but it
was clear to me the seven dwarfs were different.  The Twins and Trevor were
miniature people, well portioned. Rudy, David and Wally had full size
trunks and small legs. Doc was had small legs and hands. David and the
twins were well hung. The other had nice equipment at a small scale. Doc
had oversized equipment. With his short legs may his cock and low hangers
look huge.

"Oh shit," Doc said. "We have seven Dwarfs in this room!"  We all burst out
laughing.

"Does that make me Snow White?" I asked.  There was more laughter.

"If you're Snow White there is a serious malfunction in the mirror!" Wally
said.

"I'll play Snow White if you want me too, but the Mae west quote, "I use to
be snow white, but I drifted," may be more appropriate," I added to the
conversation.

"Most of us know each other," Doc said. "Would you be offended if I asked
you what's your poison? We're only together for one night so we might as
well find out what you want."

"Doc is the direct type," Rudy said.

"I'm direct too," I said, "I'm 56 years old now and I can truthfully say
there nothing that involves a cock and an asshole I don't like.  Maybe I've
been lucky, but I liked man sex the first time I tried it, and it just gets
better.  I top. I bottom. I suck. I'm an old dog, but I can learn new
tricks."

"You've never had sex with a dwarf before?" Doc asked.

"Nope, but where there's a will, there's a way," I replied. "I don't know
what will fit where, but there are some easy ways to find out. I'm game if
you're game."  It turned out they were all game.

Somehow they turned my body into a playground. David wanted to sit on my
cock. Doc wanted to fuck me. They put a pillow under my ass, raising it so
he could get his organ in my ass as David sat back on my cock.

Doc was what I would call a hard but fair fucker. His cock blew up like a
balloon, it as thick, but tapered as it reached his body.  The taper formed
a natural cock ring.  He stayed hard and didn't get tired of thrusting.
The cock was a good fit for my ass.  He lubricated his cock well, but it
took some effort to get it past my sphincter.  Once it was it, it felt good
and got better the longer he fucked me.

As Doc fucked me, David was impaling himself on my cock. This took lots of
lube and lots of encouragement from the other men. They were a supportive
group squirting lube on my cock or in his hole as necessary. When he got
half of it in, he almost gave up. He sat up and rested. Wally squirted
fresh lube in his ass, and he tried again.

As he sat back a second time, Rudy produced a fresh bottle of poppers. This
seemed to do the trick. When Davis was fully impaled, Doc shot off. I could
feel him shiver and shake as he ejaculated.  He pulled out. By that time
David was use to my cock. I could feel him relaxing and letting my cock
slip deeper into his body.

I know many bottoms and I knew David wanted to be fuck, not just sit with
my cock nine inches in his ass. "Are you ready for a little doggie style
action?" I asked.  David nodded. He got off my cock. I got two pillows and
bent him over them.  Adding lubricant to my cock I slid in deep. Bending
over him I held him tight as I made thrusting motions with my hips.

I had to slow down a few times because he couldn't breathe, but he loved
it. He had a very muscular ass, so he stayed tight, even though his rectum
was velvety soft. As I fucked him, I spread legs wide. Someone started
playing with my ass.

I looked back and saw it was the twins. The were working a few fingers into
my hole. They had small hands and it was exciting. Something much bigger
started penetrating my ass.  I was puzzled since Doc had the biggest cock
in the group and he had already fucked me. I felt a sharp pain, then the
object slipped in deep. It was huge.

"What in hell is that?" I asked.

"It's Trevor's fist and half his arm," Donald said.

"Oh shit."

"Do you want us to stop?" Trevor asked.

"It's okay. Just take it easy," I said.  David began to moan. I had him
firmly under control and I could feel cum shooting.  His ass contracted
with every ejaculation. I pulled out. Trevor pulled out too.  I felt like a
wet dishrag.

"Have you ever been fisted before?" Trevor asked.

"Nope.  This is a first," I said.

"Are you okay?"

"Yep. You did it well," I replied.

Trevor was silent. "Do you think you could let me do it again?" he
asked. "It was really exciting."

"It's too much," Doc said. "Catfish has been a really good sport. We
shouldn't take advantage of him." David had snuggled up to me as had the
twins. I was feeling mellow and relaxed.

"If you let me catch my breath, I'll do it again," I said. "I'm kind of
confused now. I'm not sure what I was feeling."

We all had a beer or two and calmed down. I drank as someone sucked my
cock. I would lick a cock or two between swigs. Wally was getting it on
with one of the twins and Rudy bent over the bed, sipping beer as Doc
fucked him. It was a nice relaxing period of casual sex between friends.

The phone rang. David answered it. He spoke for a while and then pressed the
hold button. "It's Santa. He'd like to come over.  He just got off duty. Is
it okay with you guys?"

"I take it he's with the program?" Doc asked.

"He's a 100% sex pig," Rudy answered. "A nice guy too."

"Well tell him what we are doing and make sure he knows what he's getting
into," Doc said.

"Well Santa, how does a Christmas Even orgy sound to you?" David asked. We
could hear Santa saying "Hot Damn" in the room.  They told him to come
over. Fifteen minutes later Santa was at the door.  He entered the room,
looked around at the naked men and stripped with incredible speed. He was
heavily padded and had been sweating like a pig.  He took a shower and
joined us on the bed.

Santa was a good 6'-3" and was well above 240 pounds, most of it muscles.
He was bald with a massive and flamboyant white beard.  His body was furry
too. He was a classic polar bear. He had a meaty, uncut cock. Santa's real
name was Ed and he was a retired Master Sargent in the Marines. David and
Rudy never used his real name just in case they made a slip in public.

It was clear he had played with Davis and Rudy.  The other men were new to
him, but Santa wasn't the shy type.