Date: Mon, 7 Jul 2014 20:00:31 -0400
From: Rod888man <rod888man@yahoo.com>
Subject: Homo Sapiens VII

			HOMO SAPIENS ANONYMOUS VII

 Our speaker today will discuss the progress of legalization of gay
marriage and gay rights. For newcomers, this group meets for the
intelligent discussion of gay issues and the anonymous means all you may
hear remains here, without exception. The initiation fee for newbies is for
you to tell us your name and describe your first gay orgasm.

 A twentiesh young man stood and said his name was Fred and the group in
unison said "Hello Fred."

 "I was in seventh grade and played in the middle school band. We practiced
with the high school band, but did not march with them. I sat next to a
tall lanky kid named Elmer who also played trumpet and he had helped me
with the instrument and also with some of my knottier homework problems. I
had known for years I was gay and for some reason I had an inkling Elmer
was too. And he turned me on. So one day after practice as we were walking
home I said, hey Elmer, I've heard guys talking about jacking off but I
don't know what that means. That was a bald faced lie because I'd been
bashing the bishop for about a year. Elmer asked if I had been having wet
dreams and I said yes. That was a lie too because I said goodbye to those
from the day I learned how to have an orgasm by hand.

 Elmer said, "My parents are at work so come on over to my house and I'll
teach you about jacking off." When we got there he said, "OK, now we take
our clothes off."

 "We did, and he had a boner before I even got my pants off and it was
awesome. At least twice as long as my four inches but no thicker. Long and
skinny like the rest of him.  He went into his parents bedroom, came back
with a tube of KY jelly and said next we get into the bathtub."

 Elmer laughed and said, "You look puzzled. You know the goo you make with
a wet dream?  Well we're going to make a lot more mess than with a wet
dream and the bathtub solves the cleanup problem. Now you sit down facing
me, put your legs over mine, and exactly what I do to you, you do to me."

 "He started out feeling my balls and sort of rolling them around. I
couldn't exactly do that because his 'nads were pulled up tight to the base
of his tool. Then he started stroking me dry and then with the lube. Now,
I'd never seen another guy's hardon before let alone touched one and I was
hot! But, still stroking me, when he put his finger in my pooper, I lost
it. I didn't even get that feeling I was about to cum, it just happened,
and I squirted my load all over him. It took him a couple more minutes
until he came, and man did he fire a salvo. At least twice as much jizz as
me. So we took a shower and got dressed. Then he said he had more to show
me and we made a date for the next afternoon." And Fred sat down.

 The moderator said, "We have plenty of time, so tell us what happened the
next day."

 "Well, we got in the bathtub again and he said he'd always wondered what
it would feel like if somebody played trumpet on his cock. He meant the
buzzing the lips make in the mouthpiece and he wanted me to do it on the
underside of the head of his dick. So I did for a while and he said he was
getting close and he wanted me to stop. He told me he wanted to put his
peter in my ass. I wasn't so hot for that. I told him I thought it would
hurt but he said he'd bet that I had pooped bigger turds than his tool. And
that was true so I said OK. He greased up his skinny boner, put me on hands
and knees and stuck it in me. It hurt a little when he put it in, but then
he shoved the whole thing in and started to screw me and after a minute or
so it started to feel good. In a couple of minutes he let out sort of a
moan, jammed it in to the hilt and I felt it sort of pulse and realized he
was cumming. The thought of all that goo shooting into me was pretty
exciting. He didn't move for a minute or so and then he pulled it out.

 "So naturally I wanted him to do the trumpet thing for me and he did. But
the buzzing felt too rough and I asked him to just suck me. He put his
finger in my fanny again and wiggled it around while he sucked me and his
tongue was playing a tune on my boner. I can't tell you how good it felt,
but I imagine most of you can guess. Based on how fast I popped the day
before he was being very slow and gentle with my woody but nonetheless it
wasn't more than a couple of minutes before I told him I was getting
close. Then he just tickled the tip of me with his tongue. I'd. Never felt
anything like that before. When I would choke my chicken I was always eager
to cum but he was just inching me toward it. I remember feeling like he was
blowing up a penny balloon up behind my balls. And it got tighter and
tighter and later he told me like I sounded like a cat in labor. Finally
the balloon exploded and the jizz blasting down my cock was so fast and
hard it felt more like I was shooting little peas. He took the first couple
of squirts and then pulled away to watch. Even tho I had unloaded just the
day before, it was maybe the biggest collection of semen I had ever shot."

         Fred sat down but, no surprise, someone in the group asked him
whether they had gotten together again. " No. A couple of days later his
dad came home from work early and caught Elmer and another kid in the
bathtub. He threw the other boy out the front door naked, beat the crap out
of Elmer and told him if he ever did anything like that again he'd have him
castrated. Seems unlikely, but Elmer was out of circulation after that. How
the other kid rode home on his bike bareassed I can't guess. And how he
explained to his folks how he came home with no clothes, no key, no wallet
and no watch, I don't know.

        A tall guy in his twenties stood, introduced himself as Will, the
group said hello and Will began his initiation story: "I got an after
school job in the beauty parlor where my mom goes. I was saving up for a
moped. It was pretty easy. Just swept up all the hair, polished the
mirrors, stocked the supples of hair goo and so forth. There were three
female beauticians and Phil, a guy who was mostly a colorist. You know, he
specialized in dye jobs. He was a funny friendly guy and everyone liked
him. I'm six feet two and he was about five inches shorter than me. He was
an amateur photographer and often showed me his recent stuff. One day we
were the only two left in the shop and he showed me a picture of himself
standing naked in a dark room facing a window. The camera was behind and to
the left of him. He asked if I wanted to see more and I said yes so he
turned the page. In the next picture, he had turned to the left so he was
in profile. He had an erection, and a surprisingly large penis for a
relatively small man. He showed me four if five more and they were all
similar, just at different angles. But the angle of his penis was always
the same, pointing almost straight up. Then he looked at me with a smile
and said, "I showed you mine, now I want you to show me yours."

               "Well, I was a horny kid and looking at those pics got me
hard. I knew from the time I was a little boy I was gay, but I had been
able to not let anybody know about it. So I dropped my pants and my boner
was sticking straight out. Phil shucked his pants too and then he asked if
I wanted to touch his woody. I said yes. Jeez his tool was about an inch
shorter than my eight incher with an oversized head that looked like a Nazi
helmet and he had a really big pair of balls. Everything looked bigger than
it was because the rest of his body was pretty small. So I reached over and
felt those billiard ball nuts. He didn't ask if he could suck me, he just
went to his knees and took me into his mouth. Wow, what a sensation! I
don't know how long I lasted, but real soon it felt like I had a bucket of
cum in me that had to get out. I guess I started moaning or something but
he knew I was about to pop and he moved aside and stroked me a couple of
times and I exploded. The orgasm was so violent I took a step backward like
it was the recoil from a shotgun. I don't know how long it lasted, and it
wasn't a bucketful, but it was a lot. I shot my goo all over the floor and
it went out a couple of feet."

           Will sat down but a chorus from the group wanted to know what
happened next. Will, still sitting, said, "Hey, I thought my initiation was
just to tell about my first gay orgasm?" The group egged him on, so he
stood again and said, "Well, I was still pretty hot and my hardon stayed
hard so when he asked me to blow him, I jumped at the chance. He lasted a
whole lot longer than I did, but I was trying to work with my tongue like
he did. Trouble was, his cockhead was so big it filled up most of my
mouth. I played with his balls while I sucked and let me tell you it was
almost as much fun as when he did me. When he came, it was a surprise. I
felt his cock jump a little and then his jizz started to fill my mouth. I
swallowed some, but my mouth was full of dick and I had to give up after a
couple of spurts. He didn't shoot near as far as I did, but those monster
nuts sure poured out a monster load. And somebody's going to ask, so I'll
say yeah, we had more of the same every week or so afterwards."

            The speaker's talk can be summarized in a sentence.
Legalization of gay marriage and equal legal rights for the gays of all
persuasions is proceeding at an accelerating pace.

				  THE END

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