Date: Sun, 25 Jul 2010 04:44:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Uncle Rudolph and his Pals 3

Uncle Rudolph and his Pals 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.




I had a good time with Jim, Edmund and Calvin. It was low stress, high
pleasure sex.  They weren't demanding. Each of us was willing to give
pleasure to the others. It was the type of sex you could have for hours.
While it was deeply pleasurable, it was not so pleasurable as to cause an
early climax. The problem with an orgasm is that it marks the end of a
sexual experience. I wanted sex to last.

After an hour or so of cock sucking, I had finally got to the point I could
think of my cock as a basic part of male anatomy. I'm afraid I had tended
to think of the cock as an afterthought added to improve your aim. When I
discovered the recreational potential of the penis as a teenager, I still
thought of it as an attachment.  It was hidden from view and never
mentioned It seemed to be useful only when it was dark and the lights were
out.

The cock was an embarrassment whether it was aiming piss, or spurting
cum. Looking back, this was remarkable.  The cock is at the core of
existence for all animals.  Without it we as a species would not exist. Jim
pointed out there were many ancient cultures that regarded the cock with
awe. They knew its true significance. They acknowledged the central role of
sex in all existence.  Somehow we lost that understanding.

While many ancient cultures celebrated sex, our own culture ignored it.  We
can glorify violence, fighting and war; sex is taboo. While someone like
Mel Gibson can indulge in intense sadomasochistic violence, torture and
death, he is always careful to avoid any image of the cock. You can kill,
rape, mutilate and torture, just don't show a cock; it might lead youths
astray.

In some ways it is perfectly acceptable and macho for a man to collect a
personal armory of lethal weapons.  That is a real man. We know that once
and a while these men go off and kill their family, their co-workers or
passers by. At least they aren't perverts and cock suckers.

Well, I was safely enveloped in three affectionate, middle aged-cock
suckers and enjoying every minute of it.  Each wanted to play with me and I
wanted to play with them. As I said, it was low key sex, but it wasn't
ineffectual sex. I was sucking Edmund's uncut cock when out of the blue, he
filled my mouth with his man milk.

I was caught off guard, but his load seemed to have inspired me to
climax. Calvin took every drop. My mouth still held Edmund's load when
Calvin licked up the remains of my orgasm, we kissed and he sampled
Edmund's seed and I tasted mine. Calvin had an impressive hands free orgasm
as we kissed. The party wound down and we went home. Calvin drove me back
to Rudolph's house.

"That was unexpectedly hot," Calvin remarked. "I appreciate your tolerance.
I'm an old queen, and not to everyone taste, least of all, men of your
age."

"It was good. I enjoyed it."

"I need to make a confession.  When I was younger I was one of those boys
who made fun of th old trolls. I was nasty," Calvin admitted. "It's hard to
believe I was so oblivious to the reality of aging.  I seemed to think it
would never happen to me. I was going to be young and pretty forever. There
is a lot to be said for aging gracefully. Curiously Edmund has done it
better than I."

"Why is that?" I asked.

"I was a real beauty when I was young. Edmund was just a man, not ugly, but
not exceptional," he explained. "He just let nature take it's course, and
now his a distinguished looking professor. I fought it tooth and nail,
trying to stay young.  Now I'm an old queen with died hair."

"Would it be vulgar to point out you have a young man's cock in full
functioning order?"  I said.

He laughed. "I also have the same sex drive. I thought that would diminish
when I got older," Calvin said.  I like young men, but the boys who are
interested in me find my bank account more attractive than me. I discovered
that the hard and expensive way. You are refreshing.  You certainly are
open minded."

"Is Jim aloof?" I asked.

"Not at all," Calvin replied.  "Have you been lusting after his cock?  It's
a wonder."

"I guess I have.  I don't think of myself as a size queen, but I find
myself thinking about it."

"Well, don't tell Jim I told you this," Calvin said. "He's a top, pretty
much 100% top as far as I know. He's looking for a bottom who can take it
before he gets close to a man."

"He wants to fuck me?"

"Of course. He wants to fuck everyone," Calvin said. "I don't think he
realizes this and I'm sure he would deny it, but that's the way he is. He
holds back until that monster cock of his had filled your ass and rung your
chimes."

"It looks huge."

Calvin smiled. "Let me assure you. It's bigger in your ass than it looks!
Do you bottom?"

""I've tried it a few times," I said. "I wasn't that good, but it wasn't so
bad I wouldn't try again.  It was okay."

"No one has hit the right spot yet.  That will happen," Calvin said. "If I
get the word out Rudolph's friends. They will be glad to help you
out. Shit, I'd be glad to help you out."

"I might get trampled by the volunteers!" I objected.

Calvin laughed. He dropped me off at the house and he went home.

The next day I spent with the accountants. Rudolph was prosperous, but he
had his assets in multiple place and that took some time to find. Doofus
had trouble keeping a job and his sister Dianne, was married to a Medical
student, and had a child. Uncle Rudolph had changed the will a year before.
He told me he was going to will the liquid assets to Dianne and Doofus, and
leave the house and it's contents to me, since I didn't need the cash.

Dianne was just like her Father, Rudolph's older brother, Maximilian.  She
was smart and amiable. Max married Aunt Flo.  My mother claimed she had a
heart of gold, but was a bit rough around the edges. Mom tended to be
charitable, very charitable. When god passed out social graces, he must
have skipped Doofus. Uncle Randolph was more tolerant of him that I was.
He said you can't pick the genes you get. Doofus took after his mom. Both
Max and Flow were dead now.  Doofus lived in their house.

After my day with Edmond I realized Randolph's Christmas presents to my
Mother and Aunt Flo had considerable value. I called my mom and told here
to put them in a safer place.  She had them lined up on a plate ledge in
the dining room.  I called Doofus too. I was afraid he might through them
out or give them to a rummage sale. I gave him the message.

An hour later he called me back.  Doofus wasn't interested in art, but
money had an allure. He was an avid watcher of Antique Road Show. He wanted
more detail. Eventually he'd be getting $200,000.00 or more from Uncle
Randolph, but it would be dribbling in over the next few years.  He had
just lost his job and needed some cash.

Two days later Doofus came to see me with 25 or thirty Christmas presents,
all in their original boxes and some still wrapped in the trunk of his
car. I noticed he had the boxes additionally wrapped in blankets; he was
taking no chances.  I called Calvin and asked if he would come over and
give Doofus some advice. He had heard about Doofus from Uncle Randolph and
wanted to meet him.

Calvin came over on Saturday morning and they unwrapped the presents. I had
to run some errands and went off.  I felt sorry leaving Calvin with Doofus,
but I figured a few hours with him could only be so bad.  I got back around
three and couldn't find them. I went upstairs and found them naked in Uncle
Rudolph's bed room. Calvin's generously scaled cock was tickling Doofus'
tonsils. I'm not the most sexually experienced man, but I knew this wasn't
his first time.

Doofus pulled off, muttered, "Damn, I haven't sucked one this big in
years." He then deep-throated Calvin's cock.  My gaydar isn't very good. I
hadn't guessed he was an anti-gay cock sucker. Calvin saw me in the door.
He smiled.

Doofus looked up and saw me. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed.

"Don't stop for me," I said. They didn't; I stripped to join them.  By the
time I was naked Calvin's cock was deep in Doofus's ass and he was
moaning. That I hadn't expected at all.

This may sound strange, but my cousin was a better looking man when he was
naked, erect and on his back, moaning in pleasure as Calvin fucked
him. Doofus was almost attractive. He was just responding to Calvin's cock,
not trying to impress us or making a stupid comment.

Calvin did his part. His cock was one size larger than it had been the last
time I saw him.  I guessed he was into fucking and Doofus inspired him. My
cousin's cock oozed a big blob of pre cum with each thrust.  As Randolph
said, you can't fake pre cum.

"Dolph, would you hold his legs open while we play," Calvin asked. "This
boy deserves the deluxe treatment." I did as he asked. My cock came within
range of my cousin's mouth. I moved so he could suck me. He was like a
starving man.

From my position I had a good view of Doofus' ass as Calvin plowed him. I
have never looked at an ass hole. Calvin had a big head that shimmered with
lubricant and pre cum. My cousin's hole looked small.  Calvin's head plowed
into the hole. He hole parted, but didn't give way. Calvin pulled out. I
saw the hole looked juicy and a little rosebud peeked out. Calvin took aim
at the rose bud.  He made a harder thrust. Again the sphincter
resisted. Suddenly it gave way and Calvin's gland vanished.  My cousin
spurted some precum as Calvin's organ slid into his rectum.

It reminded me a little of an octopus swallowing it's prey. Doofus's hole
was stretched. Calvin liked to pull out all the way and then ram it
deep. Eventually the hole stopped closing up between thrusts and stayed
open. Calvin began to thrust harder and more quickly.  He pulled out and
popped. He aimed his cum at the open hole.

Some ejaculations made a direct hit in the hole, others missed and dribbled
into Doofus's rectum. Calvin collected some cum on his finger and licked it
off.  He collected more and offered it to me.  I lost my head and sucked it
off his finger, then I shot off. Calvin quickly moved so he could suck my
spewing cock. Doofus shot off and poor Calvin's face was covered in
cum. That didn't seem to bother Calvin at all. Doofus said he had to get
home so he showered, dressed and left. I think he was embarrassed.

Calvin wasn't embarrassed at all.  "That boy has potential," he said
enthusiastically. "Real potential. Closet cases have years of built up
needs. I think he discovered some things he hadn't guessed about himself."

"He was always so nasty about gay men," I said.

"That is classic gay boy trying to pass behavior," Calvin said. "He told me
he had never done this before. That means he had never done it in a
bed. Rest stops, behind the bushes and in the sleeping cab of a truck is
another matter! It's odd, but he stopped being a jerk when he got hard."

"True love?"

"True lust combined with a need for cash," Calvin answered. "He also has
the makings of a true sex pig. I could feel it."

"I think I scared him away."

"I wouldn't worry about that," Calvin said. "He will be back. I think he
needs some exposure to some gay friends.  He's badly confused. If your
Uncle were alive he would have been able to help. Confused men were his
specialty."

"He could have helped me," I remarked.

Calvin laughed, "I wouldn't worry about that. Everyone wants to help you,"
By the way, a friend of mine, Roy, is having a little party next
weekend. You are invited. I told Doofus about it too. If you are interested
I will have him give you a call." Calvin had an appointment that afternoon
so he had to leave.

Roy called an hour later. He was in the neighborhood and I told him to drop
by. He was at my door in five minutes. Roy was an older Marlboro type man.
I guessed he was in his m[d 60s, but he was energetic and enthusiastic.  He
knew quite a bit about antiques.  Roy was a retired builder who took up
selling architectural antiques after he retired. He knew Calvin, but didn't
personally know Rudolph, although he knew of him. He looked like the strong
silent type, but was outgoing and personable.  "Calvin told me you might be
interested in my little club," he said.

"It's a club?"

"Club is a little grand.  We call it the Carillon Club as a joke. I think
it closest to being a play group for older men," he explained. My wife died
and I retired within months about ten years ago.  I sold my company and had
a non-competition clause so I was up the creek.  I'm not a golfer and I
can't go drinking.  I took up saving architectural elements from demolished
buildings.  I met a number of antique dealers and discovered the joys of
man sex with them.  That's how I met Calvin."

"I thought I had entered the old codger phase of my life, but I soon
discovered regular sex with pals was a lot more fun than playing bridge or
bowling," he continued. "I also discovered gay sex comes in several
flavors. Some seemed a bit genteel. Calvin is a card carrying member of the
Chablis and Brie eaten under crystal chandeliers group. I like my sex more
hardy than that, but I'm not into the whips and chains school of gay
sex. It seems to me sex is good and doesn't need leather accessories to be
good."

I laughed, "Does the leather chafe?"

Roy smiled. "I found a few friends and we created the Carillon Club. The
object was to ring each others' chimes.  I've been to a few of Jim's pool
parties and enjoyed them, but the Carillon is all sex, not social.  No one
sits around and chats.  I wanted to tell you this so you would not have
false expectations. Calvin thought you might like it. He said your cousin
Doofus would love it."

"I thought Calvin was in the chandelier crowd?" I asked.

"Socially he is in that crowd; sexually he is a vigorous and energetic
man," Roy said. ''He said you interrupted him, so you know that. Calvin
wants us to meet you."

"Why?"

"He gave me two reasons. He thought you would like us, and he thought you
needed some experience exploring the possibilities," Roy said.

"The sexual possibilities?"

"Of course," he replied without batting an eye. "Calvin is a perceptive
man.  He doesn't think you knew the full range and potential for sexual
pleasure."

"Are you sure he doesn't just want to get in my ass?" I asked.

"I am 100% sure he wants to get in your ass!" he exclaimed, smiling. "As do
I. Calvin thinks you are holding back. Sex is best if you jump in head
first." we talked a while longer.  I was pretty sure I wasn't going to go
to the party.  Roy was a good salesman and I told him I would think about
it.

I did.  I was worried about sex for sex's sake and then I realized, why
not?  Whatever I did with men would never result in children.  What was
wrong with sex for pleasure?  As I thought about the club I came to think
it might be nice to try out some things without my Uncle's friends
involvement. I wasn't experienced or knowledgeable. Maybe learning from Roy
and his pals would be less embarrassing.

I called Roy on Friday and said I would come.  Roy said parking was limited
at his house and he would have a friend pick me up.  The friend, Ernie
called me a minute or two later and got my address. He said Roy's house was
hard to find. I said I'd be ready. Ernie and I were prompt.  Ernie was a
slim, bald man built like a jogger. The house was indeed hard to find. It
was near Bryn Marr but did not front on a road. Apparently it was the
result of surveying error in the early 19th century.

You turned through big stone gates, took a right turn and went through a
stable yard, then went down a winding drive and came to a rambling house
perched on a hill side in a heavily wooded area. Most of the house was
stone, but there were some wood wings. The heavy vegetation kept the area
cool, but damp.

Roy greeted us at the door, he was naked and semi erect. We went to a bed
room, stripped and joined the party in a big sun room. Roy was there with
four other men. All were occupied. Ernie whispered in my ear, "Don't be
afraid to butt in. You will be welcomed."

I thought I was hairy, but it was clear Roy had a taste for exceptionally
hairy men. Other than the general level of hairiness, they were a mixed bag
of sizes and characteristics. I was trying to get a handle on them, but a
man came to me, dropped to his knees and began to suck. He was very good.

"Men, this is Dolph. He's a friend of Calvin's. He's a bit new to the
scene, so be gentle, but through."  The men laughed. I'll let the men
introduce themselves to you. The bear like man who is sucking your cock we
call the Milkman for obvious reasons.  Feel free to feed the bears at any
time." That comment amused then other men.

"Dolph is new to this, and I have the impression his ass is even newer,"
Roy said. "Let's make sure he enjoys us."

Milkman was short, stocky and hairy. A taller, slim hairy man came up
behind me and Draped his arms over my shoulders. He played with the hair on
my chest and tits. "You are new here. Just relax, we are all nice men," he
said in a strong Italian accent. "I am Rico, I sing in the opera."

Rico was a cuddler.  His fur felt good on my back; his cock rubbed my
crack. The milkman had me turned on. Somehow a little later Rico's cock
popped through my sphincter and was deep in my ass.

The Milkman looked up at Rico. "You done good. He liked it." he returned to
his sucking duties.

"I have thin, long cock," Rico said. "Easy to take, isn't it?" I nodded.
"Feels good?" I nodded again. I didn't know you could be fucked delicately.
It was very good, unlike any of my earlier anal experiences. Rico was
relaxed and not in a rush. Milkman pushed my legs apart.  This intensified
the feeling Rico's cock generated.

Calvin, Doofus and another man entered the room. The other man was huge and
gorilla like. "Hey Gus, I see you caught another one. Gus, the gorilla,
carried Doofus into the room, skewered on his cock. Doofus held onto Gus'
neck, as with each step, Gus drove his cock deeper. I was afraid Gus hurt
Doofus, but when he let Doofus get off his cock, Doofus was fully erect.

"I found a hot one!" Gus exclaimed.