Date: Thu, 14 Aug 2008 19:54:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Smithy 3

The Smithy 3

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.

Sean's cock had begun to emerge from its sheath, so I bent over and licked
it. His cock was a thick tube, and it may well have been wider than it was
long. I licked his piss slit and tasted the first drop of his ball juices.
His slit was wide so I flicked my tongue and worked my way into his shaft.
He liked that. I stood up. "Very nice," I said. "You must stretch a man's
hole wide open when you screw him.

"I love to top a man, but I don't get many takers," he said. He leaned
close to me and whispered. "I don't mind getting plugged by a gentleman
such as your self. The Earl's shot so much seed in me, he says he's going
to have to adopt me."

I smiled. "Have you taken the Indian's tool?"

"Well, I've drunk from the spigot often enough, but he's too big for me,"
Sean said. "Usually Ram feeds me his cock and holds me open while then Earl
plows the field."

"Do other men plow the field?"

"I hope you wouldn't feel badly about me if I did?" he whispered. "Some
think it's unmanly."

"I had a cock up my behind for the first time a few days ago," I said, "I
didn't know anything could feel that good."

Sean smiled, "That's the way it struck me too, sir. I have seven boys, so
I'm good at the other too, but the Earl and the other men here are
different. It's pure joy."

A younger man walked by us holding a glass object. "Billy, come over here,"
he said, "This gentleman might need you." When the young man got closer, he
looked slightly familiar.

"Billy, this is Robert, he's a guest of the Earl," Sean said, "Billy's the
only one of my sons who likes it here."

That explained the resemblance. Billy was slimmer than his father, but
still solid and he had a golden beard, unmixed with white hair.  Billy
shared his father's smile too. He didn't seem to be bothered by his
father's erection. He stoked my cock in greeting. He was half hard when we
met, but was at full staff a few seconds later.

"What are you carrying?" I asked.

"It's one of the Earl's inventions," Billy said. "You cover it in oil than
use it to slick up the love tunnel. When you oil up the cock, it makes it
easy to take it up the back side." He showed it to me. It was 7 or 8 inches
long and was a curved, crystal tube with a bulbous tip. Seen close up it
was clearly a cock. "The oil works well, but the tip also stretches open
the hole too. Lie on the bench and I'll open you up."

I looked around. By now there were perhaps ten or eleven men in the
room. Several I recognized as members of the Castle staff, others I guessed
were farmers. Billy must had sensed my unease.

"Don't worry." he said. "I've already oiled the Earl's behind, and Ram's."
I got on the marble bench next to the wall. Billy dipped the bulbous end
into bowl of oil. I pulled my legs up and he oiled my ass. The implement
was cool. He pumped it and after maybe thirty seconds it popped though my
sphincter and into my ass. It was perfectly smooth and while it wasn't as
exciting as a man's member, it was good.

Billy played with it for a while then took it out.  He dipped it in the oil
again and went in for a second time getting oil deeper in my rectum.  He
took it out again. This time he dipped his cock in the oil and slipped it
into my ass.

After the cool crystal, the hot cock attached to the excited farmer's son
was more than pleasurable. Billy wasn't quite as thick as his father, but
he was longer. He was still talking informally as he pumped my hole. The
Earl passed by.

"I hope you like the hospitality of the Castle?" he asked.  "This is just
about then only place you can get away from the girls. I love them dearly,
but it's good to get to a sanctuary away from them."

"It's all I could wish," I said. "I didn't expect this at all."  Billy
pulled out and the Earl took his place. He easily worked his long and thick
cock into my ass.  He liked long deep strokes.

"I hope it doesn't shock you, Mr. Fairbairn, the Earl said. "I have the
miss fortune of having potent seed as well as the sex drive of a
bull. Almost every time I plowed the marital field, I seem to have a
daughter nine months later. After six daughters, I realized my wife would
be dead if I didn't find another outlet. I chanced upon Ram while stationed
in India.  With him I discovered an alternative."

"Was he your servant?" I asked.

"Not at all, we were cell mates," he explained. "I was captured in an
ambush while traveling alone and was thrown into a vile prison where I
found Ram.  He was the son of the neighboring Maharajah and the bandits
were holding him for ransom."

"This is a story from a Kipling Adventure!" I exclaimed.

"Indeed, but the story isn't over," the Earl said. "Ram was the second son,
and much more of a man than his weaker older brother. The heir had no
desire to pay the ransom. The bandits planned to chop off a few of his
extremities to inspire more prompt delivery of the money. He was in a dire
situation."

"It was a hot cell and they weren't going to feed us, or get us water. Some
Indians have no problem drinking piss as a religious exercise. Ram took
mine and shortly, I was so desperate, I took his. I was prepared to be
sickened, but I was actually titillated. I enjoyed it and when his flow
diminished, I continued nursing his cock until I got some of the cream. For
most men their seed would provide only a few drops, but Ram is a stallion
and I got a full mouthful."

"Ram returned the favor. In that dismal cell these daily explosions of
pleasure were a delight. Neither Ram nor I are fools.  We realized we
liked, and indeed loved, the sexual connection. We felt no need to claim
imprisonment to justify it in our own minds. Food and water are important,
but an orgasm or two a day lifts the spirits."

"How did you escape?" I asked.

"They left us alone most of the day and we played as if we were near death.
When the sent a underling to check on us, we overpowered him and got
out. Fortunately, while my unit had given up the hunt for me after two
weeks, they were still concentrating their patrols in the approximate area
of my disappearance. We were no more than two miles from our place of
captivity when we found them."

"And Ram stayed with you?"

"He understood the abduction had spared his brother from the trouble of
having him murdered. He was safer with me," the Earl explained. "This also
gave us an opportunity to further explore the pleasures of man to man
sex. As an Indian prince he had much more knowledge on this subject than
I. Every thing in the kingdom was available for the ruler's sexual
pleasure, man, woman, animal or vegetable, for that matter."

"We are lucky Queen Victoria is so restrained," I said.

The Earl continued fucking me as he told the story, changing the pace and
depth of his trusts to punctuate the high points of his tale. When I
mentioned Queen Victoria he laughed and gave me a hard, trio of thrusts. He
suddenly became rigid as a board as he diverted his energies to shooting
his aristocratic seed into my gentrified ass.

He relaxed. "Mr Fairbairn, that was quite wonderful. We must do this
again."

"Thank you," I replied as he left.

Sean and Billy had watched the scene. "That was lovely," Sean said. He
slipped his thick tube of meat into my just vacated hole. I was well opened
and it was painless. "I like my sex like a barn yard animal," he
said. "Would that bother you?"

"Give it a try," I said. He began thrusting like a mad man. In a short time
he too had deposited his seed in my ass.

"That was good, sir," he said as he pulled out. I got off the bench. It
seemed as if anyone passing by felt the urge to fuck me. That was fine, but
I wanted to see who else was in the room. I went to the pool. Ram was in
the pool talking with a black haired, bearded man.  A younger lad sat next
to me.

He leaned near me. "I've never been here before," he said.

"It's my first time too," I said. "My name is Robert."

"I'm Jack," he said. "I work in the boiler room. I'm a stoker." Jack had
pale, white skin, and hair beginning to grow around his tits and in the
middle of his chest. A tail of hair connected to his very think bush. His
uncut cock peaked out of the thicket of hair. He did not impress you as
being muscular, but when you looked at him closely you realized he was
strong. He was obviously uncomfortable and his cock was soft. He shivered a
little. The room was very warm so it was nerves. I put my arm around him.

"Your work makes you strong," I said. He snuggled closer.

"It's hard work, but I've got no problem with that," he said. "My mum says
I'm a regular work horse."

"Are you from here?"

"No, I'm from Leeds," Jack replied. "I was apprenticed to a boiler maker,
but he was a bad man and I ran away.  Big Jack found me and gave me a job
here."

I glanced at the black haired man talking with Ram.  "Is that Big Jack?"

Jack nodded. "A kinder man there has never been," he said. Some men in
Jack's position pour praise on their masters to curry favor.  I sensed
Jack's affection was real. "He said he always wanted a son. He's taught me
a lot."

"Has he taught you about man play?"

"That he has," Jack said with some enthusiasm. He leaned close to me and
whispered. "Truthfully speaking I knowed some things about having a good
time, before I came here. Big Jack says I got a good cock, but a better
arse!"

Big Jack and Ram were both erect and I saw Big Jack had a massive
member. "Did it fit?"

Jack smiled. "Not at first," Jack said. "It took some work, but it was
worth it. He said once I'd taken his, any other cock would be easy." I had
my arm around him and had been rubbing him gently. He cock was growing.

"Can I ask you a question?" he whispered. I nodded. "I've sucked and been
fucked right regular. Do you think anyone here would suck me. I've never
been sucked."

"Have you ever fucked a man?" I asked.

Jack shook his head. I got in the water and took his cock into my mouth,"
he looked shocked, but I tasted some of his ball juices immediately. I also
faintly tasted soap.  It would take a lot of scrubbing to clean up a
stoker. I guessed Big Jack made sure he was presentable to the group.

"He may have a hair trigger,Sir," a deep voice said. "Jack you make sure
you tell him when your going to pop. The gentleman may not want your
cream." I looked up and saw the hulking figure of Big Jack. He was
smiling. Big Jack's massive member was at eye level. His purple knob had
almost peeled back the skin.

"I hope I'm not trespassing," I said.

"His apprenticeship is almost done," Big Jack said. "He's a good and lusty
lad. Jack likes his fun. By the way, his cream is fresh, I milked him
yesterday."

"Do you like the cream?" I asked as I licked Big Jack's knob.

"Never been much to my taste, sir," Big Jack said. "I fuck the cream out of
him." I licked some juice that dribbled from Big Jack slit, then returned
to Jack's more modest member. It didn't take long to taste the creamy
product of Jack's balls. Jack looked as if he had died and gone to
heaven. I sucked until I drained the last drop of his seed from his balls.

Once he had climaxed, Jack needed some recovery time so I left him alone. I
joined Ram and Big Jack.

"The boy's happy, Big Jack said. "He wanted that bad. I think you gave him
exactly what he wanted."

"I enjoyed it," I said. I looked around the room. There must have been
fifteen men there. "I had no idea there were so many men like us."

Ram smiled. "Men are men everywhere. You can pretend they have no sexual
urges, or you can suppress them, but they are always there," he said. "I
noticed you are a generous man at Ralph's cottage. You must have an
unconventional streak in you."

"I am afraid I am very ordinary," I replied. He fondled my cock. I had been
playing with Big Jack's. I had two hands, so I could serve them both.

"You are an upper class boy who was thrown into a group of common men. This
was all new to you, but you accommodated them well. You treated them like
men, not servants, and you opened your body to them."

"Is that unusual?" I asked. "I know it is, but I was carried away by the
moment."

"Well. Here you are a few days later, and you are with common men
again. You've been fucked by two farmers and an Earl. Then you drained a
boiler stoker's balls," he observed. "You aren't doing it to shock you
father or your friends, or to prove a political point, or out of
curiosity."

"I don't know why I'm doing it," I confessed.

"I think you do it because you take men at face value without the screen of
class or wealth," Ram said. "I also think you are a naturally generous
man. You offer your body for other's pleasure without expecting return."

"But I get enjoyment in return," I said.

"Of course you do," Ram said. "That is the result of your openness. Men
want to please you out of a sense of fairness."

"I think you just a randy lad!" Big Jack proclaimed. Ram and I both
laughed.

"You may have hit that nail on the head," I said. Someone called for Ram
and he left.

"Let me introduce you to some of my mates," Big Jack said. "Let me warn you
in advance. Earnest is deaf, so he may seem simple. He likes men and he
likes to please. Now, Jelly is a bit simple. He's strong as and ox and can
do anything you ask him as long as it doesn't take much thinking. Jack is
the genius in the group. Eventually he can replace me. By the way, I
cleaned them up real good for tonight. Everything is cleaned and polished."

Jelly and Earnest were in a corner watching the activity. When they saw Big
Jack their faces lit up. Jelly was huge, he could easily have been a boxer
or circus strongman. He was smooth, but with a ruddy completion.  He spent
most of his life outside the castle. His face would have been handsome, but
his eyes seemed dull.

Earnest was much smaller and about as hairy as man could be with out being
a monkey. I remember having been shocked when I first heard of Mr. Darwin's
Evolutionary theories. When you saw Earnest you realized how right Darwin
was.

Big Jack put his arms around Jelly and said, "Jelly, this is
Mr. Robert. He's a gentleman."  Jelly smiled, but I think it was because
Big Jack had embraced him.

"Mr. Robert," Jelly repeated. It sounded as if it were a foreign name to
him.

Big Jack waved at Earnest to come over. "Mr. Robert," he said very
loudly. Earnest looked at Big Jakes mouth.

"Rah Bert," he said a few times. "Oh, Robert," he said when he figured it
out. He wasn't good looking. His face was lopsided and he had several
scars. His back was scared, and I realized he had been badly beaten. His
eyes were a beautiful shade of pale blue. When I looked in them they were
like a deep pool of clear, still water.  They were quite lovely.

I blinked and he blinked. He was looking into my eyes as I looked into
his. He stroked the hair in my chest. "Hairy." he said.

I stroked his chest and said, "Very Hairy."  It took him a second, but he
burst out laughing. I reached down and played with his equipment. It was
hard to find in the hairy thicket of his pubes, but once I found it there
was a lot there.

"Beautiful," I said. He smiled. I was at about half staff.  He stroked, it
and pulled the skin back from my cock head.

" Very beautiful," he said. I laughed. He began sucking me, but soon we
were on the floor, sucking each other. Talking was a chore for Earnest, but
his cock did all the communicating we needed. He had a bulbous, but rather
small cock head, but his shaft was like an ancient oak with a huge base
that tapered as it reached skyward. He had goat balls, large and low
hanging. While the head was small, the slit all but bisected it and his
balls kept a constant flow of sweet juices. After a while he took my hand
and directed it to his ass; he wanted to be fucked.

He wanted me to sit on the marble bench. When I did, he sat back on my
cock. I held him in place as spread his legs. Ram saw us and he sucked
Earnest's cock. Then he sucked Earnest's balls, then my balls,that dangled
behind. This was very good for me and Earnest. Much to my surprise, he
lifted Earnest up so he could lick my shaft.

We got on the floor, and Earnest impaled himself again, again with his back
to me. Earnest leaned back and Ram began to lick the portion of my cock
that wasn't in Earnest's hole. He was trying to get his tongue into the
hole with my cock. Earnest went crazy with excitement. He shot off and Ram
took the cream. I looked at Ram and he smiled.  His mouth was full of the
deaf man's seed.

A minute later Ram was sitting on the bench and I was impaling myself on
his monster. I was so aroused, only Ram's cock would do. It was huge and it
wasn't easy, but much to my surprise I wasn't that hard either.  Once half
of it was in I was so far gone, the remainder wasn't a problem. I spread my
legs as Earnest had done, and the sensations doubled. Every movement I
made, no matter how slight was intensely pleasurable.  It was lovely.

Big Jack joined us, licking and sucking our genitals and especially the
place where Ram's cock entered my ass. It was too much for me. Big Jack's
black beard looked as it he had been in a snow storm.  It was coated in my
seed.