First Time with Real Men
By Bald Hairy Man
This is a fantasy, not a how to fuck manual. It is not real in any way. If you don't like man to man sex, do not read it. If you are underage do not read it. Do not share it with people who would be offended or shocked.
Allen Miller and I were messing around in the barn behind his house. Allen's mother had died and his father worked in town. We were surprised and shocked when his father, David, came in the barn and saw us. I was more surprised when he stripped naked, and came over to me. He dropped to his knees and began to suck my cock. Somehow I knew that he knew how to suck way better than Allen. I shot off quickly and we broke apart.
"Freddy, I'm sorry about that, I got carried away." David said.
"You knew how to do that?" Allen asked.
"You would be surprised how many guys know how to do that," he said.
Allen looked at me. "Was it good?" I nodded. I nodded. "Would you do that to me?" Allen asked. His dad said no, but said he knew some guys who would like to do him. His father added that there were several guys who could do us. We talked a while. It was getting late. Allen's dad kissed my cock. I got dressed and I went home. Of course I didn't tell my parents about it and I thought about it all night.
Two days later Allen came over to me. "Are you okay?" he asked. I said sure, I was great.
"Dad said he knew two guys who like to have fun. Are you interested?" he asked.
"Are they really interested?" I replied.
"They are older guys. Dad said they like it a lot." He was quiet, then added, "Dad said they are experienced. They like ass play. I asked if he had done that. He said it was good once you got used to it. The guys said they would be real careful. I agreed to meet them.
"Could you come over to my house tomorrow?" he asked. That happened to be my Dad's golf night. Mom went to her bridge cub that evening. On that night I usually went to the burger joint for dinner and watched the TV. That was a good night for me.
After school I went to Allen's house.
Around 4:30, Allen's father arrived with Mr. Converse, who ran the Seed and Feed, and Rev. Miller. A man named Bud arrived a few minutes late. He worked a the tire company. We had a coke and Allen's dad asked if everyone was ready to have some fun. He asked if Allen and I were ready for some fun. We said yes.
"The boys are new to the scene, so be nice. For the boys' information Converse, Miller and I are not new to the scene. Our mouths, cocks and asses are not virgin. Don't worry." Allen's dad said. I couldn't believe he was so direct.
I was a little worried that there was four of them and only two of us. That was not a problem. Every one was a perfect sex crazed gentleman. I was surprised that it was more than sucking and shooting. The men were experienced but took their time.
Bud was hairy and the full size of his cock was hidden in the thicket of his hairy body. He came over to me. "Have you been fucked before?" he asked.
"Sort of,"I replied. A pal fingered my hole. He didn't go very far. It was okay. He didn't shoot off in me."
"I like to go all the way and fill you up with my man seed," He said. "It may hurt some. If that is a problem, tell me. I like repeat customers. I have not had a new customer in a while. I want you to like it." He leaned close to me and whispered. "If it's good, you can do me. It's been a while since I've been fucked."
Soon, his finger lubricated my hole. I sniffed a little bottle, and then his cock head was already pushing my rosebud into my hole. His cock was drooling precum so it was slippery. He pushed harder. I was surprised that I suddenly relaxed and let the cock enter. Whatever was in the bottle worked. My ass was not playing hard to get. Bud later told me I was a bottom slut and getting his cock deep in my ass would providing a missing part of my life.
As his cock slid deeper. The older men knew they would eventually fuck me and add to the sperm collection in my ass.
I though it would be messy, but David, Allen's father, licked up the drool. Later they took turns sampling the semen feast.
A half hour later I rested watching the men go at it. Rev. Miller stayed with me. He didn't fuck me. Apparently he wanted to make sure I didn't have any second thoughts. I was fine. He also licked up any sperm drool from my ass.
An hour later we were all tired and the sperm flow was coming to an end. We all showered and went home.
The next morning I felt good, but wondered if it had been real. It was too good to be real. That night dad made a hole-in-one. Mom and Dad were celebrating Dad's first hole-in-one. Dad was a good golfer and he did it on the 7th Hole. No one had done that before. That night mom baked a cake. We were all in a good mood, but the reason for my good mood was a secret.
I graduated from High School on the day after my 18th birthday, and had a summer job at Mr Converse's seed and feed. I ran the cash register. The regular woman who did that spent the summer with her children. Mr. Converse pointed out the gay men. Most of the hired hands were gay.
Mom and Dad were going to spend the 4th of July holiday with relatives. That weekend was busy for the seed and feed. It sold a lot of garden and home improvement stuff that weekend. While the meat and potatoes stuff was farm related, home improvement stuff had a higher markup. I had to work.
Mr. Converse told me had a little party for the hired hands on the Forth. His party was to keep the liquor consumption down. While he didn't provide health insurance for part time employees, he provided physical exam for them a week before the holiday. Converse was semi-married. He had a wife and a son, but they lived away next to a prep school.
The party was at Converse Mill Pond. His grandfather had a mill there. The mill was gone and it was now his summer place. The pond was used as swimming hole. Converse knew me well enough to invite me to the party.
The place was hard to get to, but beautiful as was the pond. It was shallow enough to be warm and pleasant. It was actually a nude pool party, since no one had swimming trunks, including Mr. Converse. The men were all showered and most jumped into the pond.
I laughed to myself but clean and naked was much better to their working attire. That was unfair. Under the best circumstances keeping clean at a building supply place was next to impossible anyway. I also just happened to notice that the men were well hung, and I wondered if some were semi hard. After ten or twenty minutes I knew they were well hung and were definitely semi-hard. I was annoyed at Mr. Converse until I noticed he was semi-hard too.
I am a bit shy and didn't think of myself as the sort of guy who responds to any potential sexual situation. That is exactly what happened. Mr. Converse came over to me with the oldest of the hired hands, Blackey. Blackey was probably sixty. He was quite muscular and very hairy, everywhere except his head. He was covered in gray to white hair, graded from his white beard to black swirls in his ass. A six inch cock hung between his huge, low hanging balls.
I had seen him with Mr. Converse and I was pretty sure he already had Converse's load in his ass. I saw a drop of precum on Blackey's cock. Just to be polite I dropped to my knees and licked it up. Converse went to talk to another man named Red, and I continued to suck Blackey's cock. A few minutes later we were on the grass, sucking each other's cock. His precum had a pleasant bourbon after taste as did his semen. I assumed his entire body was permeated by a lifetime of drinking. His load was a taste treat.
"Does it taste of booze?" he asked as I licked the drool for his cock.
"It's good whatever it tastes like," I said. Blackey smiled.
After I licked up the remains of his climax, the other men relaxed and became friendly. That applied to Mr. Converse too. Apparently his father had been a friendly, outgoing man. His mother was difficult and thought everyone was after their money. She thought the drunks were too stupid to worry about. For Mr. Converse, drunks were safe. He thought I was safe too. He played Golf with Dad and Dad never cheated. Dad once lost a match and was 35 cents short on a bet. He came to see Mr. Converse the next day with the change.
I think the guys were known as wild guys, but they were nice to me. Blackey told me they didn't get to do a young guy often they wanted to make sure I enjoyed myself. A guy named Clem said my ass was a perfect fit. Clem was a surprise. He was a little below average height, quite hairy, but blond so it didn't show much. His cock seemed a lot bigger than it looked, and his knob was big. His balls were both big and fully loaded. I felt every movement he made up my ass and his precum provided all the lube I needed. While he was fucking me, my ass was grasping his cock and he was moaning in response.
As he began to shoot, I realized I needed a cock in my ass to be complete. When he shot off I wanted more, but I realized my ass was filled and it was unlikely there was any room for additional semen storage. He pulled out and I discovered I wanted to be fucked by some of the other men. The party was good and we all had a good time. I was surprised that the men were so neat. There was no wasted sperm. We all went home happy and sperm filled.
A week later Clem told me he had a place and asked if I would like to have some fun. I said I would like that. He lived in the former Blue Bell Motel. It had closed years earlier and now was an apartment house with "studio" apartments. The kitchen was a cabinet with an electric hot-plate, an under counter refrigerator and the smallest sink I had ever seen. The bathroom was new. It was a walk-in type. The original bath had disintegrated.
I was a little bit worried that the sex wouldn't be as good as the first time. It was great. Clem was experienced, imaginative and seemed to be exhaustible. This time I felt him draining his balls in my ass I loved it.
This was a Friday night and the store was open to nine. I went back to work. Mr. Converse came in to close up. As we left he asked if I would drop by his place. I said I would like that but I had met with a pal earlier that day.
He leaned close to my ear. "Any chance you have a souvenir of that meeting in your ass?" he asked. I nodded. "I kind of like a used ass, especially if there is a souvenir," He whispered.
"You like that?" I asked. He nodded. Fifteen minutes I was naked in Mr. Converse's bedroom.
"I have not fucked a used ass in a long while." he said. "I liked it." He raised and spread my legs. "Your hole looks moist. "Is that sperm drool or an oversupply of sperm?" His cock head was touching my asshole. A second later it was in me. He and I moaned.
"Damn, it's beautiful!" he exclaimed. He then fucked me for a few minutes, savoring the sexual banquet in my ass. Apparently, he had rarely fucked an ass lubricated by another guy's semen. It was good for both of us. Ten minutes later he shot off mingling his seed with Clem's. This wasn't Sunday School games. Converse and Clem's brew excited them. I laughed to myself. It excited me too.
I was still close to Allen and his dad David. While they were both gay, they had different friends. They got along well, but sharing sex pals was bad idea. I met David when Allen was away. Allen was a new cadet member of the rescue squad. That took a lot of time, but the squad was made up of nice guys who were into helping others. I wouldn't say we grew apart, but we were taking different paths.
In school you saw the same people every school day for twelve years. While friendships remain, but they are different and it was easy to grow apart. I noticed that several of my parents' friends died. I was surprised, and then realized they were twenty to thirty years older than my parents. People die and move away and change. It isn't a plot, it just the way things are. Widows marry a new husband, and the have new friends.
David was nearing sixty and his son was getting a life of his own. One evening I was at Clem's and David showed up. Clem and I were both naked and erect. David looked embarrassed and said he'd come back another time. Clem invited him to join us. Nature took it's course, especially since sexually aroused men have a hard time saying no.
Clem slipped his cock into David. This was more of an anal massage than actual fucking. I heard Clem saying that I had a good ass and he was sure I would like to be double teamed. He told David he should try me out. I was surprised when Clem told him this. I was a little shocked that Clem thought being fucked by a pal's Dad would turn me on.
I was even more shocked when I realized Clem was right. I wanted to feel the cum filled cock that made my pal in my ass. A minute or two later David's baby maker was in my ass. David's cock barely fit, so I moved my legs so I could let him in deeper. I realized I wasn't exactly playing hard to get. I wanted to feel his orgasm. I was so excited I could hardly focus. I was too excited to worry about the about what was going on. When his cock was in me all was good.
Clem had already been in my hole. David's used Clem's cum to lubricate the way. I relaxed as my ass loved David's tool. I was worried David's cock was too big. I shivered in excitement and his cock pushed deeper into me. Soon it was in and I felt my pal's dad's cock fill my entire rectum. It was beautiful. David moaned so I knew he was feeling the same sensations.
I had worried that Allen's dad's cock wouldn't fit or would hurt. My ass gripped his cock as if it was a long lost friend, a very much loved old friend. I was suddenly worried that David would pull out, that it wasn't good for him. He began to shoot off and I knew that wasn't a problem. A little later I thought that half his body weight must have been in sperm. I loved it but was afraid it would stop.
His cock was still twitching when another naked man entered the room. I hardly could believe my eyes when I recognized the Fire Chief, Barnard Billings. He immediately stripped. I had seen him many times, but I hadn't realized he was so muscular. He was bald but his blond body hair was now all white.
"Is there room for more or is your ass filled," he asked.
"I'll make room for you," I said. How I got nerve for that I will never know. Allen pulled out, spurted more lubricant in my ass and held my legs open. I hadn't had a good look at Billing's equipment. Had I looked, I might have reconsidered. I sort of thought cocks we mostly alike. When I saw it afterwards I realized it was a no frills steel pipe. I loved it.
"Damn! I know your mom and dad. I shouldn't be doing this!" He pulled his cock back some.
"Could you cum in me?" I said, "I want to feel you shoot in me!"
Billing's looked at me oddly and then smiled. He began to shoot as he pushed deeper. I loved it and I sensed he liked it too. That was a foolish thought. Mature men rarely shoot by accident and don't stop mid orgasm.
Billings was sixty or so and hand been chief for years. When a neighboring town lost two people in a fire, he swore that his department would never let that happen. While Billings was a big man, he was smarter than he was big. Three years after he was named chief he had the top rated volunteer fire department in the state. They had fund raising for new equipment, rescued the residents from a "nursing home" fire. A television crew was in town filming a game. Our fire department became nationally famous as did the modest Fire Chief.
Billings continued to thrust pushing his semen deeper into me. Much to my surprise he shot off again shooting deeper into my rectum. When he finally pulled out David re-entered.
"Is your ass over used?" he asked.
"I want more!" I replied. The men laughed. My ability to play hard to get flew out the window. I realized that David and Billings were not Virgins
"You don't mind?" he asked Billings.
Billings laughed. "To tell you the truth, I'm watching your technique." All was well.
David's cock slid effortlessly into my well used ass. "I never fucked a guy using another guys sperm as lube before," he said.
"You like it?" Billings asked.
"I like it a lot," David said. "My cock loves it. It really likes it."