Date: Wed, 29 May 2002 20:58:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wilson's Hollow 9

Wilson's Hollow 9

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.

We had a few days to spare before the weekend. Ronnie's job started, so Gus
and I went on some long, site seeing drives. He was unfamiliar with
Virginia and he loved it. He had been to Tidewater Virginia's with its flat
landscape, but had not been in the Valley or the Blue Ridge.  One day we
were leaving town when his rental car began to act up. We made it to Buck
and Buster's tire shop when the car conked out. It was dead as a doornail.

Buck and Buster were nice guys anyway, but they went out of their way to
help.  We got a free tow to a repair shop and repairs were underway in half
hour. Unfortunately, they needed a part sent in from Roanoke. It would be
noon the next day before the car could be on the road.

Tom Washborne, the new Presbyterian Minister, was there getting a State
sticker. He offered to take us home.  Buck and Buster looked downright
disappointed when we left with him. Until I met Gus, I wouldn't have
believed a cock magnet existed. Somewhere between Gus' cock head and ass
hole, something attracted Gay men. If they were within a hundred feet of
him, within a day or two there would be genital contact.

I never would have guessed in a million years, Rev. Tom liked cock. He
seemed like such a straight arrow. I also don't know how he realized Gus
and I were into it too.  As we drove, Tom asked me about Wilson's Hollow.

"One of the Elders told me, it's a den of iniquity."  Tom said. "I have to
admit, that statement did nothing to decrease its appeal in my eyes."

"You like dens of inequity?" Gus asked.

"It gives me a chance to do some heavy duty salvation work." he said. We
were silent. "Hey guys, lighten up. It's a joke.  Actually, I am interested
in what members of my congregation classify as Dens, or Sin for that
matter. This guy hired me, because I don't smoke or drink.  That's all
personal preference, rather than because it's "sinful"."

"I sure hope you have some vices." Gus said. "I have some I'm mighty
partial too." He was smiling as he said this.

"As a mater of fact, I think Uncle Gus and I share the same vices." I
added.  "It must be genetic.  We just met for the first time a few days
ago."

"It's funny what some people classify as sinful." Tom said. "The Bible says
nothing about drinking, smoking and damn little about sex. It's very clear
about avarice, cheating and treating your neighbors like dirt. Somehow this
doesn't seem to penetrate the minds of some so called, ^ÑChristians'.
Some things are genetic. I think sex drive and sex preferences seem to be
inborn. I'm not sure preaching at it will make any difference."

We got to Ronnie's and Frank's house. Tom still was talking, so I asked him
in.  This seemed to be what he wanted.  He entered the house and looked
around.

"This doesn't seem to fit my vision of a den of iniquity.  It looks like a
plain old house to me."  Tom said. Gus laughed.

"I wouldn't bet the farm on that!" he said, still laughing. "We all share
the same vices.  It may not be a house of virtue, but it sure is a happy
house."  Tom looked at us and was silent for half a minute.

"Wouldn't it be curious if we all shared the same vice?" the minister
said. We looked at him and he looked down. He was wearing loose fitting
pants and boxers. He was clearly getting a hard on.  Gus smiled.

"I bet we do share the same vice.  And I'll tell you one thing, we're
always willing to have done unto us what we do to others." Gus said.  "I
all but insist on it."  Tom looked at me.

"Bobby's kind of young." he said.

"Bobby a full fledged member of the club. You don't need to worry about him
at all." Gus said.  "Bobby and his friends here have been teaching me a few
things. And I'm no shrinking violet when it comes to man sex."

"I'm no shrinking violet myself." Tom said. Gus was already stripping, so
we went to the bedroom.

Tom was a surprise naked.  He was lean and muscular like a jogger with an
even dusting of brown hair on his chest and a trail connecting it to his
pubic bush. His cock stuck straight out and was a good eight to nine inches
and almost as thick as his wrists.  It almost looked like he would tip
over, it was so large in proportion to his body.

"Are you a fucker or sucker?" Gus asked.

"I like it all." Tom said. "You?"

"Never found anything I didn't like!" Gus said.

I said, "Amen!"

There wasn't anything Tom didn't like either. Ronnie came home while Tom
was fucking me doggy style and Gus was rear ending him. That didn't bother
Tom at all. Ronnie joined in, as did Frank when he came back from work.
Tom was a first rate top, forceful, but considerate. He didn't want to hurt
you with his donkey dong, but you knew he would eventually get the whole
thing in.

Tom's dick wasn't a perfect fit for me, but I sure knew there was some big
meat in my ass. I kept on wiggling my ass to see if I could get more
comfortable. He was thrusting, alternating deep and shallow
penetrations. After Gus shot his load in Tom's ass, Tom pulled out, flipped
me on my back and went at it again. It was on his tenth or twelfth thrust
when it clicked.  I felt overwhelmed with sensation. I wanted his cock to
be twice as big and go twice as deep. I wanted him to fuck me for the rest
of my life. I suddenly wanted to cry at the prospect Tom would eventually
shoot and pull his cock from my hole.

My ass constricted and tried to capture his cock and keep it lodged deep in
my insides.

"Damn!  You really got him going!" Gus said as he watched. "Ronnie, Frank,
watch this. You don't get to see this every day."

"Shit, I'm shooting!" Tom cried. The cum emerged from his fucker with such
force, I actually felt it spurting in my ass. After a few volleys, Tom
pulled out and sprayed me and all the bystanders with cum.  He shot an
unbelievable amount of man seed. It took me a second to realize, my own cum
was mixed in.

Ronnie let me finish, then began to lick my cock, while Frank licked up the
cum on my chest. I could hardly breathe. It was that good.  I could hear
Gus talking to Tom.  They sounded far away.

"How long does it take you to reload?" Gus asked.

"Thirty minutes usually." Tom answered. "I'm real turned on today, it may
be faster."

"I'd love to take a ride." Gus said.

"Let me warn you, the second shot can be a long time coming." Tom said. "I
get real hard fast, but it takes a while to build up a good head of steam."

"You've made a study of this?" Frank asked. "Is it what they teach you at
Theological School?"  Tom laughed.

"After hours only!" he said. "I bet you know exactly how long it takes to
shoot a second load?"

"It kind of depends on the inspiration for me." Frank said.

"Fifteen minutes for me, tops!" Ronnie added. "But I'm not much of a
bottom, compared to Bobby."

"You have no trouble taking me?" Frank said.

"You're different Daddy." Ronnie replied. "You're family."

"You're kidding?" Tom asked.

"You're kidding about what?" Ronnie asked.

"Your Dad fucks you?"

"You're in Wilson's Hollow.  They have different rules here." Gus said.

"You're the first horse hung Preacher man we've run into, who fucks like a
rabbit." Frank said with a sly grin on his face. Frank reached over and
stroked Tom's cock.  It was hard as a rock again. "You may be shocked, but
you're turned on too."  He coaxed some precum from the minister's dick and
coated the already bloated cock head with it.  Tom smiled and looked a bit
embarrassed.

"You're right, I could fuck a horse." he said.

"I'm next in line!" Gus said. He rolled on his back and hooked his legs
with his arms, so his ass hole would be easily accessible.  Tom moved into
position and coated his cock with lubricant.

"You guys really fuck each other?"  Tom said incredulously. He was nosing
his cock head into Gus' wide open hole.  He was just popping the head
though the sphincter and out again. "You don't mind if I play with your
hole for a while, do you?" Tom asked Gus. Gus moaned in answer.

"Do you mind if I get a up close and personal look?" Ronnie asked. He moved
into cock sucking distance of Gus' meat and started licking the cock, while
he watched Tom's cock play with Gus' ass hole. Ronnie was spreading his
legs and I knew what that meant.  Ronnie wasn't a natural bottom, he
usually protected his ass and kept his buns tight. He only relaxed when he
wanted something in his ass bad.

"Would you like to watch me fuck my boy?" Frank asked. "I usually only do
it at family events, but, being you are so interested and a guest and all."
He paused.  Ronnie was feverishly licking Gus' meat and deep throating
between licks. "When Ronnie gets this way , nothing but his Dad's cock will
do the trick."  Ronnie had pulled his legs up under his body and then
spread his knees, so his ass was wide open.

Frank was wrong about one thing. His cock wasn't the only one that could do
the trick. Mine could and did. I loved Ronnie when he did that.  He only
opened up for guys he trusted and loved.  That was his Dad and me. I loved
the feel of a cock in my ass. Ronnie opened up to please those he loved.

"Does Ronnie want it?" Tom asked.  Ronnie couldn't say anything because his
mouth was full with Gus' cock. He smiled at Tom.

"I remember how nice it was the first night my Daddy did me." Frank
said. "I was the runt of the litter. Jesse, Joey and Johnny had all been
taking it for a year or two." I lubricated Franks cock.  He pushed the head
into Ronnie's ass in imitation of Tom's fucking technique. "They told me it
was good and they had been playing with me for years, but I was convinced
Daddy would never screw me.  He finally asked me to the hunting lodge, but
everyone screwed me. or let me suck them, but Daddy. I was on the floor
taking Grandpa when Daddy came up behind me and slipped in."

By now Frank's cock was halfway in Ronnie's ass and Ronnie was in heaven.
"My Daddy said, "Shit, it's smooth as silk", as he went in all the way the
first thrust.  At least 12 guys had shot off in my hole that night already,
so I was real open.  He bent over me and stroked my cock. Daddy said,
"Shit, you've got one hell of a cunt plug!" with that, Daddy shot his
load."

"It turns out Daddy liked them big and he realized he had a lot of home
grown entertainment in his own back yard."  Frank continued. "Now Tom, see
what I'm doing now?"  Frank was pulsing his cock about three fourths of the
way up Ronnie's love chute. "If you get the chance , rub him there, it
drives him crazy."  I knew the spot.  It was one of those places that felt
so good it almost hurt.

Ronnie gave the impression to me, he and Frank got it on only at parties.
Frank knew an awful lot more about Ronnie's love chute than you would learn
in a few encounters a year.  Ronnie looked completely relaxed as he sucked
Gus and Frank massaged his innards.

"Did you get to play with your Daddy much?" Tom asked. He was getting real
hot and bothered and it was hard for him to talk. He was at the point when
the feelings in your cock are so strong you can't think any more.

" I sure did.  He was built like Ronnie, but wasn't a natural born
bottom. He liked them big and wanted them big, but it took some work before
he could take it all." Frank continued, " I was afraid Ronnie would be like
him and my dick wouldn't fit. Ronnie is tight , but not too tight."  Frank
started to breath heavily. "You've done it again, Ronnie, I'm going to
shoot."

"Pull it out Dad and show Tom your seed!" Ronnie asked.  Frank did and
seconds later, Ronnie's hairy back was covered in cum.  That was enough to
induce orgasms in Tom and Gus. Tom, Frank and Gus were wasted by now, but
Ronnie and I were ready to go again. I took Tom and Ronnie eased into Gus'
ass. They weren't enthusiastic at first, but were good sports. Tom had to
get home, so we relaxed, had dinner and went to bed early.

Frank was real tired, so Gus slept with us. Ronnie's trip up Gus' love
canal must have been real good.  They spent the night coupled one way, or
the other. I slept and sucked whatever cock was near whenever I rolled
over. For a day which started with a broken down car, it had turned out
really well.