Date: Mon, 25 Feb 2002 02:39:21 -0800 (PST)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wilson's Hollow 2

Wilson's Hollow 2

By Bald Hairy Man

This is a sexual fantasy with no effort made at real life experiences. If
you object to gay fiction, DO NOT READ. This story is not for you. If you
have any comments  send them to bldhrymn@yahoo.com or bldhrymen@aol.com.


Ronnie and I talked over things when I got back. Neither of us was too sure
of what we were getting into. For the first time in my life, I let my cock
do the thinking for me. Ronnie was curious about who would be there and
wanted to see their cocks. I was interested too.

It seemed as if half the guys in the Hollow went around shirtless, but
Ronnie had never seen anyone naked, except his cousins at the water hole. I
had never seen a grown man bare before I saw Mr. Wilson naked, except for a
quick view of Coach Allen in the locker room after a game. I wanted to see
and know more.

Mr. Wilson made dinner again. It was hamburgers and he must have been the
world's worst cook. Ronnie loved having dinner at my house and now I
understood why.

"I think Bobby and I would like to go along with you tonight." Ronnie
said. "Is it still okay?"

"It sure is." Frank said. "I'm glad to have you along."  We left about an
hour later; driving up the valley to a building they called the Hunt
Club. It was a shack with a metal roof and a big porch. It had no
electricity and only water from a well. Inside it had a big fireplace and a
trestle table in the middle of the room. There were two oil lamps providing
dim illumination.

Around the edge of the room were beds covered in animal pelts or
quilts. The walls were covered in animal heads, mostly deer, but with
several bears and other wild animals mixed in. Johnny, Joey, Scooter and
Charlie were already there and there were three or four other guys I didn't
know. There was beer and coke. I had a coke.  Ronnie had a beer. Two men
entered. It was Coach Allen and Dave Anders. Dave had been the captain of
the football team a while back and now was a State Trooper.

Most of the guys were beefy Wilsons, except for three men who were
Clancies. The Clancies were married into the family and they must have
provided the scrawny gene pool. They were ratty looking.

Joey was telling me the story behind one of the animal heads when I saw
Scooter taking off his clothes with Frank, Ronnie's father. They put their
clothes in a small chest that sat beside a bed and Scooter dropped to his
knees and began to suck Frank. No one seemed to pay any attention and we
all kept on talking.  The light was dim. You could see what was going on
more or less, but nothing was spot lighted.

A few minutes later, I saw a Clancie stripping and pairing up with Coach
Allen.

"I looks like fun, doesn't it, Bobby?" Joey whispered. He was unbuttoning
his shirt. Ronnie came over to us.  He already had his shirt off. He was
with his Uncle Johnny. I began to take my shirt off.  Before I knew it, I
was naked and my cock had vanished into Joey's mouth.

I must have been the most nervous person in the world in the time between
getting naked and Joey's tongue touching my cock. By the time my cock head
was nearing his tonsils, I knew it was going to be a good night. Until that
second, I thought cock sucking was unnatural, a strange thing that no one
in his right mind would do.

Joey was a big hairy man with a huge beard, but he had a mouth made for
sucking cock. I'd never been sucked before, but I instinctively knew this
was good. In the back of my mind, I was afraid I was gay. If being gay
meant Joey could suck my cock, I didn't care. Joey licked my balls and ass
hole. That was another thing I never thought of doing. By the time his
wandering tongue returned to my oozing cock, I was willing to do anything
he asked. I knew Joey would be my guide to the world of man sex.

"Do you want to shoot now, or slow up and pop later?" Joey whispered to me.

"What will make it last?" I asked. He looked up from my cock. It was a pink
shaft enveloped in his huge gray beard.  Joey's blue eyes twinkled in the
light of the oil lamps.

"We'd better slow up some then," he said, "you're damn near shooting now."
He got off the floor and joined me on the bed. I got a good look at him
naked for the first time. His cock seemed huge, bloated and oozing.

"Shit, it's big!" I exclaimed without thinking. He looked pleased.

"We Wilsons aren't pretty, but we got the equipment." Joey said. "Grandpa
said his Momma got screwed by a donkey and we got the donkey's dick as well
as donkey good looks. You can touch it, if you want." My hand was on his
cock before I had a chance to say I wasn't going to touch it.

"Play with the balls too," he said, "they're the size of green apples. Real
baby makers. I hope you don't mind, I'm a real oozer. Makes my cock messy,
but tasty." I was spreading his cock ooze over the head with my finger and
discovered I didn't mind if it was messy. I stroked his cock and a bead of
ooze emerged. This was all new to me.

"Taste it." Joey said. I thought that was gross, but did it anyway. I had
to admit tasting the stuff that oozes from a guy's cock didn't appeal to me
in theory, but it was good in practice. The ooze was kind of sweet and a
little salty. It turned me on more.

"You liked it, didn't you?" he asked. I nodded. "Food of the gods." he
added. "Yours is good too." I hadn't realized I was leaking. I wasn't as
hard as I had been when he was sucking me and the stuff was dribbling from
my piss slit. Joey shifted his place on the bed so he could lick it up. I
got hard again.

Ronnie was on the other side of the bed.  He was moaning the way he does
before he shoots.  Normally I like to watch his cum spray all over his
body, but his cock was hidden in Johnny's mouth. Johnny's big white
mustache rested on Ronnie's thick, black pubic bush. There was no sign of
Ronnie's pulsing cock.  A minute later Ronnie was asleep and Johnny stopped
sucking.

"That was good," Johnny said, "but I'd love to do more. I hope he's not
done."

"Don't worry." I said. "Ronnie can cum three or four times. He rests, then
is ready to go in ten or fifteen minutes." Johnny got up and stood next to
me with his cock at eye level. He was uncut and half to three-quarters hard
and his cock peaked out of the skin with a little cock dribble oozing from
the slit. I was sorely tempted.

"Don't be shy." Johnny whispered. "It's made for sucking." I sucked
it. Again, the idea was gross, but the actual sucking was great. In fifteen
minutes, I had gone from a virgin to a confirmed cocksucker. I was afraid
Joey would be annoyed I was sucking his brother when he had done all the
work. He wasn't.

After a little while, Johnny replaced Joey and Joey caught his breath. I
wanted to suck more and Ronnie was near enough. His cock tasted
different. I guessed it was the cum that was still in his cock. It was good
too.

"Give me a little rest, Uncle Johnny." Ronnie mumbled. He opened his eyes
and saw me nursing his dick. He smiled. Our eyes met and we both knew our
bedroom at his Dad's house would never be the same. He liked what we were
doing as much as I did. I was sucking Joey and Ronnie was at my cock when I
shot for the first time that night.

After that, the four of us rested and I got to see what was happening
elsewhere in the room. It was quiet. Two guys were talking in the middle of
the room, everyone else was on a bed to the side. Frank was with Charlie
and Scooter. I couldn't tell exactly what they were doing, but I knew three
mouths and three cocks were in close proximity somewhere in the tangle of
men.

Joey got up and motioned for me to come and meet the men at the table. They
were beefy Wilsons. I thought of the local saying that all Wilsons looked
alike and realized these guys really looked alike.

"Let me introduce you to the twins," Joey said. "this is Buck and
Buster. Boys, this is Bobby. He's Ronnie's friend and this is his first
time here." They looked like `Bluto', but seemed friendly. "Buck has the
gold necklace. Buster is the naked one." Joey explained. They were both
naked to me.

"Do you work at the recapping shop?" I asked.

"That's us. Covered in dirt and grease most of the time." one of the twins
said.  "You're still in school?" I nodded.

"That's good.  We took the jerks' shortcut to fame and fortune." the other
twin said. "Dropped out at sixteen. You must be the guy that kept Ronnie in
school. Someone in our family needs to finish High School. Ronnie seems to
be the one."

"Thank God, what we lack in smarts, we make up in cock." Buck said.  "Uncle
Joey has been showing you the ropes?" I nodded. I saw Buck fondling Joey's
cock. The twins were completely soft. I could see the outline of a cock
head halfway up the foreskin. The skin completely hid the head and there
seemed to be an inch or two of extra skin. They were hairy, even for
Wilson's and the cock skin was the only hairless feature of the tangle mass
of black hair at their groins. I could just barely make out the outlines of
their balls.

Someone called for Joey, so he left me with the Twins. "You guys aren't
playing tonight?" I asked.

"We're waiting for Coach Allen. " Buck whispered. "We like "rasslin',
winner fucks the loser. We need a full load to fuck."

"Who wins?" I asked.

"We always do." Buster said. "The coach likes it in the ass, but pretends
he doesn't. It's better for him if it's punishment for loosing. He really
gets off on it."

"Do you ever lose?"

"Not to coach." Buck said, "Frankly I don't need to lose to like it in the
ass. Buster says, I've got a man-cunt, not a shit-hole. Feels like
velvet. he says." I had never heard anyone talk like that before and I was
a bit shocked. Buster felt my cock and my shock turned into an erection.
Joey returned.

Joey saw my hard and didn't seem to mind. We talked and Buck slipped to the
floor and sucked my dick, then his Dad's, then his bother's. He seemed to
like them all. He returned to my cock. He was good.  Even though he looked
like "Bluto" he sucked delicately. A tall, blond man came over.

"Shit, Buck. I didn't think you sucked any cock that wasn't family." he
said. "Boy, you must have something special to get Buck to taste foreign
food!" he added, looking at me.

"Bobby, let me introduce you to Willburt Clancie." Joey said. "He's a
loudmouth and a fool, but he has a big cock and is always ready to use
it. After all these years of complaining about him, I've gotten to like
him." I said hello.

"I like you too, Uncle Joey." Willburt said with a smile. Buck didn't stop
sucking me.

"Willburt was tall and thin. I guessed he was 30 or so.  While the hair on
his head was thinning, he had a thick mat of curly blond hair on his chest.
A trail of hair connected his chest hair to his pubic bush. His cock was
completely soft and hung to his knees. It didn't actually hang that low,
but that was the impression. He looked a bit like a scarecrow, but when you
took a second look, he was quite muscular. He was missing most of his
teeth.

Buck came up for air.  Much to my surprise, Willburt took his place. I was
hard by now and Willburt swallowed me whole. He did something with his
tongue and throat that felt good, really good. I thought I was going to
shoot a second time, but he pulled off.

He looked up at me sheepishly. "I don't mind cocking the pistol, but I
didn't want to pull the trigger this early." he said. "Nice dick you have."

"Your cock is spectacular." I said. Willburt smiled and rotated so he could
suck Buster.

"Wilbert has been a great sucker ever since the truck turned over and he
lost his teeth." Buster said. "He's a good fucker too, if you like them
big." Coach Allen wandered over to join our group in the middle of the
room. He saw me and blinked. He motioned for me to come over to him.

"Bobby, I've never seen you here before." he said.

"This is my first time," I said.

"Enjoying it?" he asked. I nodded and he smiled as he looked at my
erection. "I can see that! There's a lot to enjoy here. You can let your
hair down and relax." He stroked my cock. "Have you ever seen so many naked
men?" he asked in a whisper. I shook my head. "Nervous?" I said yes.  "You
don't need to be. It's all friendly. No one is going to make you do
anything you don't want to.  You can watch anyone or anything and try it,
if you think you will like it."

"It seems awfully .  .  ." I said.

"Let me tell you." Coach said. "I didn't find out what I liked for sex
until I was in my thirties. If you have a chance to play with some nice
guys now, take it. You may never get this opportunity again." He left me
and went to Buck and Buster.

"I was wondering if any of you guys would like a nice friendly wrestling
match?" Coach Allen asked.

"That sounds great to me." Buster said. "We were thinking about a tag team
match. You and Buck against Willburt and me."

"The usual rules?" the Coach asked.

"Sure, but let's add a little fun. What about having the losers taking both
of the winners?" Buster said. "Buck said that sounded good to him."

"Then I guess it sounds good to me too." the coach said. Willburt was
getting hard as Allen was staring at the monster meat. It was clear to me,
the twins were planning for him to screw the Coach.

I wasn't too sure what screwing a man was. Certainly, cock sucking wasn't
exactly what I had thought. I wasn't going to complain about cock sucking
at all and guessed fucking would be good too. The four men got together,
with the two teams working out strategy.  The Coach was in charge of the
wresting team as well as football, so I assumed he knew what he was doing.

With Willburt on Buster's team you just didn't know. Wilburt was one of
those people who exuded dumb. He looked as if he didn't have a clue as to
what was going on. Johnny stood next to me.

"I still can't believe he's my son." Johnny whispered.  "He's a throwback.
Looks just like his grandmother's folks."

The match began.