Date: Sat, 11 Jan 2014 14:03:07 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Fort 2

The Fort 2
By Bald Hairy Man

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex.  If this offends or
bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
discussion of safe sex. If you have, comments send them to
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I liked Uncle Ron and thought it would be nice.  I didn't expect to feel
what I felt.  I think I experienced total genital bonding. He dropped his
pants and I dropped to my knees.  He was soft and I took his man spigot
into my mouth. Since he was soft, I could easily take the whole thing. I
caressed the underside of the flaccid organ. It began to firm up. As it
grew harder, I could take less of it and soon my tongue was caressing the
underside of his cock head.

I tasted his cock drool for the first time, licking his slit to gather the
fresh precum.  It was intoxicating. I suddenly thought my tongue was
tasting the juices that made my cousins.  I was really excited.

"Larry, I want to fuck you bad!" he moaned.

"I'm willing. Do me now!" I replied.

His cock was a perfect fit for my ass. It was as if every feature of his
cock was designed to ring my chimes, it hit every sexual hot spot.

When I say it was a perfect fit, at some points he was too big for me and
he had to force it deeper. It hurt some, or more correctly it was a little
uncomfortable.  He had to make a hard thrust a few times to get his organ
pass a tight spot. By the third or fourth thrust I knew that spot had just
been waiting for Ron's organ to beat it into submission.

I clenched my ass tightly trying to make sure every inch of his man rammer
was in direct connection with my ass. I could feel his knob and the sperm
tube on the underside of his cock. I could sense his balls pumping out
precum to lubricate the way.  Making it even better, it was clear that my
rectum had the same effect on him. He was moaning.

There was one bad aspect to Uncle Ron; he was a tease. He told me he had a
lot of experience with Walrus and Burt. He knew his way around a boy ass.
He knew how to get me close, and then pull back, teetering on the edge of
an orgasm. "Let me shoot!" I cried.

"I should have warned you Larry," Walrus said. "Ron likes marathons, not
sprints! You have miles to go before you rest."

When Uncle Ron began to teeter himself, he pulled out and turned me over to
Walrus.  Walrus' butt plug type cock stretched my hole still wider. He
continued the anal massage until Ron was in control again. Walrus climaxed,
flooding my ass with his cream. He pulled out and Ron re-entered, shoving
Walrus' cum deeper into me. About fifteen minutes later, Ron withdrew a
second time and Burt took his place. I hadn't focused on Burt at all.  He
was not my type.

His cock was my ass's type. They got along well. His organ was long and
thin.  My ass relaxed after the heavy stretching from Ron and Walrus's
organs. I could feel Burt's knob traveling along my chute, like a mouse
looking for a safe place to hide. It found that spot deep in my ass. He
made a deep deposit and Ron went in for the kill. Ron flipped me on my
stomach and did me doggy style. I was shocked at how intense it was.  He
eventually shot off, but I wasn't aware of exactly when. I was floating on
a sexual cloud. Every movement of his love stick made me shiver. After his
orgasm, he didn't pull out.  He left his cock in me and let it slowly
return to its soft state.

I fell asleep.

"How was it, Daddy?" I heard a voice say.

"It was really good," Ron replied. "I didn't expect it to be that
good. Larry is what we would call a keeper!"

"We always knew that, didn't we?" the voice added.  I opened my eyes. Ed,
Sam and Drew were watching as their father got up, pulling his cock out of
my ass.  They didn't seem to be at all disturbed at finding their father
fucking their cousin.

They were wearing swimming trunks. "Are you worn out?" Sam asked. There was
a nice bulge in his trunks.  I smiled.

"Your ass looks nice and juicy," Sam said as he stripped off his
trunks. "Dad shoots a big one."

"Well, Walrus and Burt did their part," I said. Sam lifted my leg and then
nosed his cock into my sperm filled ass.

"They sure did!" Sam exclaimed. "It's a man stew of seed in you." He
shivered in excitement and he fucked.

"I'm embarrassed," I said. "I shouldn't have done it."

"Don't worry, Larry," Andrew said. "It was a great relief when we
discovered Dad shares some of the same interests we do. I hadn't
guessed. It's exciting to get together, although we don't play with each
other. We play with his friends, and he plays with ours."

"You may have guessed we sometimes use his seed as lube. It especially good
when it is in a pal's ass," Sam said. He gave me a hard thrust when he said
that.

"Uncles and cousins are all fair game?" I asked.

Sam laughed. "It seems that way. We are a bit short on bottoms. If you get
tired or if the whole thing offends you, jet let us know."

"I don't think that will be a problem," I said. "I've never even done a
threesome before.  This has been an adventure."

"You are okay?" Sam asked. "We do try to be friendly!"

"I thought all the sex would be overwhelming," I said. "I think I misjudged
my sexual capacity.  I had loved it. I'm a bit worried you might think I'm
a slut."

At lunch time we had a break and I had a chance to think.  I found out
Uncle Ron wasn't exactly who I thought he was. I knew Aunt Helena was
difficult and I thought Uncle Ron was a wimp who just gave into her.  Her
metal problems were greater than we knew and he stayed with her to protect
his children. She had no interest in her sons, but her interest in Julia
was obsessive. He was afraid she would smother her. I didn't know if that
was mentally or physically and I didn't ask.

While he dealt with her, he also had found other sources of support. When
his sons left home for college, their friends dropped by from time to
time. They discovered common interests.  Uncle Ron had no idea any of his
sons shared the same sexual interests. Ron was shocked when he discovered
Walrus and Burt were his sons' playmates.

It all seemed complicated to me.  I assumed Uncle Ron, Walrus or Burt could
just call it off. That would have made sense, if it hadn't been Uncle Ron.
It hadn't occurred to me that mild mannered and affable Uncle Ron was a
sexual powerhouse. He was warm, friendly, affectionate and gentle. He was
also rock hard and continuously oozing what Walrus called Ron's high test.
His cock drool was intoxicating. I thought we would have a nice suck
followed by a hard fuck. Once my tongue touched Ron's knob I was under his
control.

The sex that afternoon was easy and casual.  It was play, not passion, at
least until the few moments just before the orgasm.

The next day was Sunday and several other men dropped in. Uncle John and
Cousin Rudy returned. They had been visiting friends, but were back at the
fort for few more days, Two of Ron's friends, Daniel Henderson and Sean
O'Brien came by the fort. Henderson was the Town Manager, and O'Brien was
the Fire Chief.  A man named Louis was a friend of Ed's from college came
to visit. He arrived with a friend in tow, a man named Julian.

One of Sam's friends from college, Pete, also came by. Pete was a giant of
a man, at least six feet four or five. All of the men had played with one
or two of the brothers or with Ron.  They shared the same interest, but had
never been together as a group.  I would have thought that would cause some
uneasiness, but everyone was in a good mood, and it seemed as if the family
was not attracted to shy or timid men.

At first, I thought the weekend was to be a wake for my Aunt. That wasn't
the case at all. I then thought it was to be a farewell party for the two
cousins who were leaving for distant places.  That wasn't exactly right
either.  I knew the brothers were close and tended to share things.  I
think they were introducing their friends to the family so they could share
the experiences with the family.

We all had a few beers and talked.  It could have been a difficult
situation. The boys didn't realize their father had a relationship with and
Henderson.  Uncle Ron did not know about Pete, Lewis and Julian. As far as
I could tell. They all shared similar tastes and preferences. While they
were varied in appearance they were all affable pleasant men, and easy to
get along with. After a half hour of conversation it was as if we were all
old friends.

It may have helped that everyone had been keeping secrets. Everything was
out in the open now and there was no need to hide anything anymore. We all
went to the pond to swim. No one was uncomfortable getting naked at
all. Things started with a great deal of splashing, but soon calmed down to
underwater explorations.

After swimming we went to a broad, wooden deck on the sunny side of the
pond. It had some rustic benches and a few lawn chairs. It was good place
to dry off in the sun.

I was with the two giants, Pete and Sean O'Brien. Pete looked like a
lumberjack or a Viking god. He was a forest Ranger. He was covered in curly
blond hair. O'Brien was as dark as Pete was light. Pete had a mane of hair
and had a beard the size of a Raccoon. O'Brien had a shaved head and a
closely cropped goatee. They were about the same size.

"Ron said everyone here is with the program?" O'Brien asked me in a
whisper.

"As far as I can tell they are," I replied, "I sure am."

"I hate to say this, but I am always horny as shit," Pete said. "I blame it
on too much time alone in the woods. Sam told me we might have some fun?"

"I think I fall into the same category. I love to suck and fuck, but I'm
not the delicate type," O'Brien said. "I'm not into the kissy-kissy stuff."

"It's been mostly cock play so far," I said.

"You guys are so young; do you mind give an old guy some fun?" O'Brien
asked. "I can still get it hard and it's still squirting."

I was about to say yes when Ron stood up. "Men it's nice to see all of you
here. You are the men who helped the boys and me get though the last few
years," he said. "As you all know, Helena was difficult, but in the last
ten years, the situation went downhill. I felt trapped and were it not for
you, it would have been a nightmare."

"Daniel and Sean came to my rescue," he continued. "An hour of mind blowing
sex with friends saved my sanity and made it possible to go on. When I got
to know Walrus and Burt I realized my sons and found the same way to
cope. That was a surprise and a relief. I was relived to discover that sex
is an anti-depressant."

"Now that the boys are moving away and scattered, I wanted to thank all of
you for helping out," my uncle added. "You have been good friends.  It may
sound odd to say this, but you were even better as friends with benefits. A
kind word and good advice is a blessing, but when combined with an orgasm
and mouthful of sperm from a buddy is great."

"I seem to recall that an ass filled with man cream is good too!" Walrus
added.  Everyone laughed.

"It's only natural that things change. People die, we all get older and
some move away. That is just the way life is," Ron said. "This event wasn't
intended to be a funeral or a memorial.  It is to give you a thank you for
being there for us. That is for being there as friends and playmates."

"You may have used me as an anti-depressant, but you always gave more than
you got," O'Brien said.

"Well, let's all get to know each other better," Ron said. "For those of
you who are uneasy about connecting, I talked with my boys before I
arranged this party. Everyone here is a friend and playmate, but the
relationships are open, not exclusive. I don't know who is a top or bottom,
fucker or sucker. We are all gay; we all have ways to figure that out."

"For your information. I don't play with my sons and they don't play with
me," he added. "I might as well be frank. I'm horny as hell and I'd love to
do it with anyone else.

It was an odd situation. Everyone on the group was connected sexually to
someone else, but not to the others. You would think that meeting your
father's or bothers' sexual playmates would have been uncomfortable. That
didn't seem to be the case. Perhaps everyone was at ease with their
sexuality.  I also think that Aunt Helena had been a sword of Damocles
hanging over their lives. Now that she was dead, a huge worry was removed
from their lives.

I wouldn't say the family was wanted to celebrate, but they wanted to let
loose. There was no need to hide anything and there was no need to be
afraid you might say or do something that would set her off.

 There was a wide range of ages from Ron, Uncle John, Cousin Rudy,
Henderson and O'Brien to Julian who was only twenty-three. I knew some guys
at college who avoided old men like the plague. I wasn't one of them. At
college young men are just about the only game in town. These were a few
students who went for professors in hopes of better grades but it seemed to
me it was easier to study. I had one little episode with a janitor. He
wasn't very attractive, but he was nice and we had some fun. Looking back I
think he was much more fun than some of the students I played with.

I had a feeling that O'Brien had his eye on me. That was true, but Sam had
his eyes on O'Brien.

"Chief O'Brien, I have to admit it was a surprise to find you here. I had
noticed you had quite an impressive basket. I assumed it was all potatoes
and not much meat. It seems to be both," Sam said. "I had guessed the same
about Pete when I met him at school.  He's fully equipped too."

"Your dad never talked about you boys in sexual terms, but you seem to have
inherited his cock," O'Brien said. "To tell you the truth, we never talked
that much. Our relationship was more action oriented." Sam smiled.

"That must be a family characteristic," Pete said. "Sam likes action first
too."

"I thought that you liked that about me," Sam said. He was fondling
O'Brien's balls

"It is," Pete said. "I thought it was wonderful for find a guy who liked
quick and easy sex. It was even better when I discovered it wasn't always
quick. You have one hell of a long fuse."

"It's a family characteristic," Uncle Ron said as he joined our group. He
fondled Pete's equipment. A little later Ron was deep in Pete's ass and
O'Brien was in Sam's rectum. I was sucking both of the bottoms and tasting
them react. I would say that Pete was more enthusiastic by a hair, bit it
was a close call.

"I can't hold back," Ron cried.

"Fill me up!" Pete responded. I was sucking Sam at the time and his flow of
precum doubled. We broke apart after the orgasm. Sam was rock hard. He got
up and slipped into Pete's cum filled ass. He must have liked using his
father's cum as lubricant.

While I watched them going at it, O'Brien entered me from the rear. He had
a fire plug type cock, thick and stubby. He also had a big mushroom. The
mushroom was designed to work over my prostate. He alternated battering ram
like motions with gentle, almost caressing movements. O'Brien was a crude
looking older man, but he was able to both fuck and make love to me.  I was
dizzy with pleasure.

It should have felt strange and uncomfortable being fucked in front of
people I barely knew. But it was so good I didn't care. Eventually I
realized everyone in the group felt the same way.

I needed a breather and we took a break. I looked around the area. Ron was
fucking Julian doggie style as Julian sucked Cousin Rudy. Julian was rather
slight and delicate looking, but he had no problem with the cock in his ass
or the one in his mouth. When Ron was in as deep as he could go, Julian
deep throated Rudy. Julian liked being double teamed.

Daniel Henderson was in Ed's ass. He had a long, curved member and he took
deep strokes. Ed was on his back with his legs on Daniels shoulders. Daniel
had his eyes closed and it looked as if he was in a trance. I'm not sure
you can fuck in a trance, but that is the way it looked to me. Ed was
giving him instructions.

I heard Ed say, "Push harder, Mr. Henderson. I think you can get deeper."
All was well there,

Andy, the youngest of Ron's sons came over to me. "How was O'Brien?" he
asked in a whisper.

"Really good, I replied. "He's filling but it's worth it. Andy had been a
cute kid; now he was a handsome 26-year-old. Andy went over to
O'Brien. When O'Brien saw him he looked pleased. Andy got on his back and
the Fire Chief lubricated his cock.  He was gentler with Andy than with
me. Once he was in it took a few minutes for O'Brien to find the groove,
but when he did it was good.

Andy was receptive and soon O'Brien was up to full speed. After five
minutes of heavy ass play the slowed and relaxed some.  Apparently the
wanted it to last.

"This may sound odd, Chief O'Brien, but I'd like you to do me the way you
and Dad do it," Andy said. "Does that bother you?"

"Does it bother you to have me in you?" the Fire Chief asked.

"I thought it might, but you are good," Andy replied. "It seems to be a
turn on.  Maybe that sounds sick." O'Brien gave him a series of hard
thrusts. "You are actually better than good," Andy added. "Would you like
to shoot in me?"

"Usually Ron shoots in me," he responded.

"I can do that to you later," Andy replied. "I want to feel you squirting
in my hole." Andy wanted more and he got it. Andy was young, but he knew
were O'Brien was in the run up to an orgasm. A few minutes later O'Brien
had a four alarm orgasm.

There was one potential problem. Ron and his sons tended to be tops. Many
of their friends were tops too. Most of them seemed to have bottomed for
their pals, but I seemed that Pete, Julian and I were the only real bottoms
in the group. My dance card was full and potentially over full. I wasn't
sure I could meet the demand.

It turned out that I was worried for nothing. Everyone was cheerful,
friendly and no one was demanding.  It was a celebration of sexual
freedom. Sex was everywhere and there was no need to achieve sexual
release, you couldn't avoid it.  I also discovered my own capacity for
sexual engagement was all but unlimited.