Date: Fri, 2 Jan 2004 03:17:35 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Private  Journal 5

The Private Journal of Dr. Alexander MacAfee

Part 5

by Bald Hairy Man


This is an adult gay story intended for adult gay men.  If you are offended
by this or are not an adult, gay or a man, DON'T READ IT.  It has a lot of
sex between adult men, many of whom are older, hairy, bearded, and in this
case of several different races.  If this offends you, DON'T READ IT.  If
you have any comments send them to bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@yahoo.com.

I think I had been afraid of fucking a man; afraid it would be dirty or
disgusting; afraid I wouldn't be able to perform well; afraid I would hurt
my partner.  All of these fears were groundless.  I had some fundamental
missunderstandings about the act.  It hadn't occurred to me a man would
actually enjoy getting fucked, especially by a man as big as me.

There was no mistaking Great Komodo's enthusiasm. I could see it in his
eyes. More remarkably, I felt it in his ass. His ass was quivering,
twitching and trying to grasp my cock. Komodo wasn't a passive recipient of
my cock; he was an active bottom, fully participating in the sex act.

His ass was also tight.  It held my cock tightly in its grasp. He could not
control my movements; I was firmly in control, but he could effect my
pleasure.  I later found out that Komodo's anal skills helped to confirm
his leadership in the tribe.  His ability to enjoy and to give enjoyment
confirmed his worthiness for leadership.

His ass tightened and I shot off. Once I started ejaculating, I couldn't
stop. The sex had been good and exciting as I became accustomed to the
tribal traditions.  This orgasm was a new experience.  Komodo tried to milk
the seed from my cock; his ass undulated as he tried to squeeze every seed
from my balls. Even when the main ejaculations were finished, he continued
to milk my cock.

When I finally pulled my cock out, cum dribbled from Komodo's ass.  His
hole had been stretched to its limit and remained open.  I had been fully
absorbed in Komodo and hadn't focused on Little Komodo or Dragon. As soon
as I pulled out, Little Komodo began to force his tongue into the gaping
hole. It closed on his tongue and he began to lick the cum from his
father's ass.  Little Komodo went after my cock as if it was a desert after
a fancy dinner party. His warm mouth enveloped my cock and my cock
responded appropriately.

I had a final ejaculation in his mouth, somewhat like an aftershock after
an earthquake. The spurt of cum shocked Little Dragon and pleased him to no
end.  Great Komodo moaned as his son shared my seed. It took a while for us
all to cool off sexually.  We returned to the cool pond. The three
tribesmen glowed in satisfaction.

As a Victorian academic, I was fascinated by the event, shocked, but
fascinated.  I had only a vague suspicion of what my first anal experience
would be like. It was vastly more than I had expected.  I was shocked at
Little Komodo trying to suck the cum from his father's ass, but I wasn't as
shocked as I should have been. In reality, I was so excited by it, I almost
forgot to be shocked.

We wandered back to the village. Ransom was in the lodge and he seemed to
sense what had happened.  He was with one of his redheaded friends and was
slow fucking him doggy style as we entered.

"The High Chief looks pretty happy," he said. I smiled. Ransom
understood. "Was it as good as I told you it would be?"

I said, "Yes. It was a lot better than I had guessed."

"Is "a lot better" a typical Victorian gentleman's understatement?" he
asked. The two Komodos and Dragon had gone off, so Ransom and I were alone
with his quivering redheaded guest. Ransom could screw for hours and had
perfected the gift of combining intercourse and conversation.  I told him
what had happened. He was pleased.

"I know you don't want to hear this, but our future here is dependant on
your cock. They love cock and you've got what they want to love," Ransom
said. "You don't want to admit it, but you like cock as much as they do."

"I'm not sure about that!" I protested indignantly.

"I'm not insulting you.  Believe me when I say, your cock and your
suppressed sexual tastes will save us. If you could just let yourself go
and be the cock hound and sex pig you are."  I must have looked shocked.
"Deep inside." Ransom paused.  "You loved the chief's ass, didn't you?"

I nodded.

"Well, get a bit closer and let this boy get a taste of your meat!" Ransom
demanded. "You'll make his day.  Shit, licking that man rammer of yours
will be the greatest thing that ever happened to him."

I did as he asked and as usual, Ransom was right. The red-haired man almost
cried when my cock was within range.  I held it and pulled the skin back,
so he could see my cock head and the slit. He stuck out his tongue and
cautiously licked the slit. My slit is wide and he opened it and got the
tip of his tongue into the cum chute. He began to moan and twitch.

"Angus, my man, you've popped him. He's shooting," Ransom said, as he began
ramming the man hard.  He stopped suddenly and was still.  I knew Ransom
was shooting his seed into the man's ass.  When Ransom shot off, he became
entirely still, concentrating all of his energy on his spewing
cock. Unconfined by a willing ass, Ransom could shoot seed a yard or two
without any effort. Williams later told me Ransom shot off with such force
you could feel the blasts in your ass.  Of course the tribesmen loved
that. The deeper you could shoot, the better it was for you.

I was able to talk to the red haired man after.  I was much better with the
language than Ransom and could carry on simple conversations.  His name was
Red Parrot and most of the red haired men were named after birds.  Most of
them were small boned and they regarded Ransom as a great monkey-like
ancestor.  I assumed he was talking about a gorilla or Orangutan of some
sort. He was perhaps a reincarnation of an ancestor.

Red Parrot was 18 rainy seasons old. He was the only redheaded man in his
family. They admired him, but were a bit afraid of him; he was so
beautiful.  Men thought he had everything, so they didn't waste cum on him.

He was a good-looking man. The copper colored hair contrasted with his dark
skin.  He already had a thick beard and a dusting of hair on his chest. It
got thicker as a trail from his chest to his thick pubic bush. His black
cock stood out against the copper display.  The skin was pulled back,
exposing his pink cock head.

"I want to be a great man!" he said. "I need more man seed to make me
stronger."

He was squatting next to me with the cum he had shot off earlier dripping
on his chest.  I took some on my finger, reached over and worked a finger
into his ass.  "Your love hole is filled with man seed now." I said.  He
smiled.

"It is good. His seed has filled for the first time. Do you think he will
fill me again?" Red Parrot asked. He was desperately hoping for another
session with Ransom , but was afraid he was unworthy.  I didn't know what
the tribal word for guaranteed was.

"Yes," I said. "I will order him to, antime you want."  Red Parrot beamed
in pleasure and relief.

"Ransom," I said, "I just told this boy I ordered you to fuck him any time
he wants it. Are you up to it?" Ransom burst out laughing.

"I think so, and if you want to give that order to anyone else, go right
ahead!" he replied.  "I think you are finally getting to understand these
folk."  He was right.  I had to continually remind myself to forget my
proper Scots upbringing. What was the height of depravity in Edinburgh was
a common expression of friendship here. Here it was as common to fondle the
balls, as it was to shake hands on Prince's Street.

Quite frankly, there was no equivalent in Scotland to finger a man's ass
and rubbing the magic nut, as I was doing to Red Parrot now. Red Parrot was
getting hard again and smiling.

Ransom was watching, obviously amused.  "Angus, relax and spread you legs
so he can finger you," he said.

"Do you think I should?  He wants it, you think?"

"Of course he does." Ransom replied. "Spread wide and give him the
chance. You've noticed, if it's open, it's available." I had noticed that.
Men usually went around with their cheeks tightly clenched.  I noticed it
tended to emphasize the muscularity of their asses. If you saw a man's love
hole, he was willing.  I shifted my position.  I was sitting near a column;
I lay back with my knees spread.  He would have been able to see my hole,
if my cock and balls hadn't hung so low.

That wasn't a problem for Red Parrot.  He came closer and carefully lifted
my balls and cock out of way.  Then he licked a finger and touched my ass
hole.  I was shocked as how excited that made me.  My cock began to rise as
he slowly worked his finger into my ass.  He was fully hard now and precum
oozed from his cock.

We continued to talk, from time to time I would gather up his precum on my
finger and lick it.  That apparently was just the right thing to do.  I
didn't know where this was going, but Little Dragon came back and joined
us.  Red Parrot rose to greet the older man.

Little Dragon was Red Parrot's size, but much beefier.  He felt Red
Parrot's ass hole and realized there was cum in it.  He asked me if it was
mine.  I said no, that it was Ransom's.  This seemed to please Little
Dragon to no end.  He stroked Red Parrot's hard cock and Red Parrot did the
same to his soft cock.  It didn't stay soft for long.  Soon he was hard.

Little Dragon wasn't little in the genital area; he wasn't as big as
Komodo, but he was bigger than Ransom.  He was going to dry fuck Red
Parrot, but I sucked him to get him really hard and coated his cock with my
saliva.  I think it still hurt Red Parrot, but the young man had such a
look of satisfaction on his face as Little Dragon screwed him; I knew it
was all right.  I had guessed Little Dragon had been planning to fuck
Komodo at the pond when I took his place.  Red Parrot took the load
intended for the High Chieftain.

Little Dragon had the stamina of a horse and I was afraid he would wear out
the young man, but Ransom solved that problem.  He got under the coupled
men and licked Little Dragon's goat-like low-hangers as he fucked.  That
was too much for the older man and Dragon shot off.  Red Parrot looked as
if he had died and gone to heaven as Little Dragon's seed filled is ass.
There it mixed with Ransom's cum in what Parrot had to regard as a
particularly potent brew of manly seed.

When they broke apart, Little Dragon rested with me.  Parrot rested with
Ransom.  Komodo came back with several other men, all excited at the day's
happenings.  They were talking excitedly and I couldn't follow the
conversation.

Fortunately Williams came to visit and he was able to translate what they
were saying.  When my cock touched Great Komodo's prostate the world
changed for the tribe.  A god had come to earth and he was willing to
directly connect with them.  Komodo wanted the tribal elders and the up and
coming men to see and experience the communion.  He was going to have a
great love festival.

The other men were more than excited.  I asked Williams, "Do they all
expect to get fucked?  I'm not sure I can do that."

"No, no.  Remember they believe in pleasure and virtue by association," he
said.  "If you watch an event you can partake of the virtuous and uplifting
character of the event.  That's why Little Komodo and Little Dragon wanted
your seed.  Even second hand, sucking from your father's ass, it is good."

"You know about that?" I said, rather taken back.

"Of course.  You are the god, or the descendant of the god who created
their tribe with his sperm." Williams explained.  "Taking sperm in the
mouth is food.  It is a great honor and good for you as food.  As far as I
can tell, it is a great improvement on an older tradition of eating
children.  This tribe figured out sperm is necessary to make children and
made the logical assumption that eating cum is as good as eating children
with less mess and trouble."

"Taking seed in the love hole is very different.  When they shoot it in a
woman's hole, it makes children.  In a man's hole it grows into virtue and
strength."  Williams continued.  "You have to admit there is a certain
logic to the thought."

"You have learned a lot since you've been here," I said.

He smiled a bit wistfully.  "There are many boys in this tribe.  They all
want to help," he said.  "You may not believe this, but they see me as a
magician in need, sickly.  Do you believe that?"  Williams was delicate and
his mental state was worrisome, but he didn't see himself that way.  He
continued, "They think if they fill me with their young cum, I will be
strong again.  All good things come from man seed.  Rain is the sky god's
cum, springs are the earth god's cum, vegetable and fruits are the tree and
plant god's cum.  Their cum will make me healthy again, they think.  They
also talk while they fuck me.  The boys tell me everything."

"You are good to do it." I said.

"I hope you won't feel badly about me, but virtue has nothing to do with
it." Williams said under his breath.  "I had sex with my school friends
when I was a child.  I liked it then, but never did it again, until I came
here.  When the first boy slipped his cock into my ass.  I couldn't even
come close to understanding the depth of feeling which swept over me.  When
that first cock penetrated my sphincter and drove deep into my gut it was
as if the sun came out in a world which had always been overcast."

"At first I though it was that particular boy, but I soon found out it
wasn't.  He was older and bigger than many of the others.  All of them have
the same effect.  Back in England it was the bad boys who did it to the
younger ones.  Here it is so innocent.  It is all children's games,
harmless and enjoyable.  Ransom was a shock, though."

"Too big?" I asked.

"No, many of the boys are better equipped than Ransom, it was his
attitude."  Williams said.  "I had thought of him as a crude and unlettered
man, not of my class at all.  He is more like the boys in the tribe than I
had guessed.  He did it for enjoyment, plain and simple and that's the way
it felt to me.  I had thought he was one of the bad boys.  I was wrong.
When his cock entered my ass,,, it felt the same as with the other boys.  I
know he's not innocent, certainly not a virgin.  His cock has been in many
asses, but I felt the same joy."

Little Komodo came over to me and asked me to join the elders, so the
conversation with Williams came to an end.  They passed around a drink of
fermented fruit.  This was always a sign of high hospitality.  There were
seven elders seven younger men.  I realized each elder has his replacement
in training with him.  Rather to my surprise Red Parrot was with Little
Dragon.  Little Mouse was there too.

The men all sat down, but lounged informally rather then the stiffly formal
pose they affected in major gatherings.  I noticed none of the men had the
tightly clenched asses that were typical of major meetings.  Then men
seemed excited but relaxed.