Old Guys Rule Part 2

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Old Guys Rule Part 2I was perfectly willing to spend the rest of my life fucking Billy. But tryas I might, basic biology took over and I shot my load deep in the footballplayers ass. Ari seemed to enjoy the show, but not as much as Billy. Thelights turned on again and Ari rushed off to make dinner. By the timedinner was over the sky had cleared and it was a beautiful evening.The beach was entirely empty that night so we went swimming, and thenreturned to the house for a nightcap. Ari held Billy as I fucked him asecond time. Ari seemed to enjoy his friend’s pleasure as I pumped in hisass. The two friends talked continuously. Billy described what he wasfeeling and Ari made suggestions as to other things to do. Billy loosenedup quite a bit between the two fuckings and I wondered that if we did thisenough he would be able to take Ari’s cock.They were remarkably unselfconscious about their sexual interests. Billydidn’t mind telling his best friend what my cock felt like as it poppedthrough the sphincter and into the chute, ramming his prostate. Ari spreadBilly’s legs wider when said he was ready to pop. It didn’t seem to botherAri that this best friend was having an orgasm courtesy of another guy’scock.I went home and left the old friends to spend the night together. I didn’twant to be a fifth wheel in their relationship. While Billy said they werejust pals and playmates, I could see it was much more than that. Billywent off to a speaking engagement the next morning.I saw Ari every day, but we got together once or twice a week. He liked tocook and clearly regarded me as a culinary charity case. We went to playsand exhibitions from time to time and grew to be good friends. As I got toknow Ari, I got to like him more. He didn’t have a formal education of anyaccount. He had dropped out of school and worked in his father’srestaurant. Ari never spoke of his parents except respectfully, but Iguessed that his father drank, and that Ari needed to fill in when therewere problems. His personality and drive made up for his poor education.Ari’s house had no books or magazines in it at all, except for books onbirds. He loved birds, and the primary reason he moved to the beach was towatch them. His interests had moved well beyond the amateur and he kept ajournal of sightings and activities. He was a member of the Audubon Societyand Sierra club and was a generous donor.In the late October Ari called me up and asked me to come over and meetanother friend of his. I had my heart set on another retired footballplayer, but when Ari opened the door, the other man in the living roomlooked like Grizzly Adams’ father.”John! Meet professor Gil Richards, specialist in seabirds of the GulfCoast!” Ari said. We shook hands and sat down. Unlike Wild Billy, there wasno prohibition of shop talk here, it was an all bird conversation. Gil washeavily bearded with a main of grey-blond hair. He was dressed like a modelin the L. L. Bean Catalog, all plaids and corduroy. He was a good 6-4 andalmost 300 pounds, more muscle than fat.”I’m a retired professor from UVA.” Gill said. “I’m trying to do acomprehensive study of the birds of the Gulf Coast. Ari is to be the fieldcoordinator for this area.” I liked birds, but had nowhere approaching theenthusiasm that Ari had, but Gil described his study and it wasfascinating. He was trying to relate bird populations to pollution bycoordinating older studies with a new, comprehensive survey of the area. Wewere in one of the under developed areas so they hoped they could relatethe populations of this area with the more developed districts.Gil went off to a meeting, but was going to be back in time for dinner. Istayed and soon I realized that I was being recruited into the project. Ariwas uncomfortable, which was unusual. He was typically direct. Finally hespit it out.”John. You know I’m not good at reading and writing?” He said. Inodded. “Well, I really can’t read. I never got the hang of it. No oneknows.””Ari, we’re friends. I wouldn’t consider embarrassing you in any way.Don’t worry.” I said.”It’s that I want to work on this project, but I can’t do the reports. Gildoesn’t know about my problem.” Ari said. “Could you help?””I’d like to, but I know nothing anadolu yakası escort about birds.” I said. “I’m not sure that Ican be that much help.””Don’t you worry about that!” He said, beaming with joy. “I know it all. Ican do the bird part if you can do the writing part.” He got out hisjournals. When he opened them, I realized that they were a complexcombination of writing and hieroglyphs. Ari had created a written languageal his own.”Let me make a deal with you.” I said.”I’ll let you suck my cock any time you want too?” He suggested a bituneasily.”In case you hadn’t noticed, I do that anyway.” I said laughing. “No, if Iwrite it down, you learn how to write it with me. A deal?””It’s a deal!” He said. “This is great! I’d love to drain the cum fromyour balls now, but I need to make dinner!””Thanks, but Gil will be back any minute, anyway.” I said. “It might betoo public a display of gratitude!””Believe me. Gil would have no problem with that. As long as he gets apiece of the action!” Ari said.”Gil’s a member of your fan club?” I asked.”More like I’m a member of his! I’m close to being a charter member.” Arisaid. “We have a mutual admiration society.” There was a knock at the doorand Gil returned. I got drinks while Ari worked in the kitchen. It wasnear dark and we had a good view of a spectacular sunset over the Gulf. Iwent home to get another bottle of wine, and found my answering machineblinking. My grandson and daughter-in-law had been in a bad automobileaccident. I called my son, then the airline. There was a plane leavingOrlando at midnight. I got the ticket and then called Ari and told him Iwas on my way to Connecticut.He offered to drive me to the airport, but it was easier for me to park mycar there and have it ready when I got back. I put some clothes in asuitcase and was on the road by 6:00. The next weeks were a blur.I played utility for my son, doing what needed to be done. This includedbabysitting for his two older c***dren, cooking, and being generallysupportive. My daughter was in California and wasn’t able to get away. Thein-laws arrived. I had never liked my daughter-in-law’s parents much. Theywere born-again and looked at me, and just about everyone else,askance. They were so concerned and worried and didn’t do shit. They werepray-ers not do-ers. I prayed some, but there was a hell of a lot moredoing on my part.The neighbors were great, and the friends were helpful. Alan and Peter, myuninjured grandsons, were nice k**s. They at eight and ten they didn’treally know how bad things were, but they were willing to be helpful anyway they could. My microwave and frozen food diet was my grandc***dren’sdream come true. Their Mom was into heath food. They took baths when toldand were ready for car pool every morning. I found out later that thesewere the basis of major battles every morning with my daughter-in-law.The crisis passed. It’s amazing that a serious injury can be critical onone day, and then all but vanish the next. The injuries were serious butdidn’t cause long term damage.After two weeks I realized that my son and I were more alike than I hadrealized. I stopped thinking of him as a k**. He was an adult and madeintelligent and rational decisions without parental guidance. My daughterfinally arrived with a two-week vacation in hand to take over fromme. Elizabeth was a lawyer. She, rather oddly, got along well with thek**s, and was actually pleasant to her sister-in-law. I got back to Floridanear the end of November.I called Ari and told him I was on the way back. He was at the airport. Wehad the keys to each other’s cars and he figured that he would check it outafter it hadn’t run for almost a month. That wasn’t a problem, since ithad been stolen. It was an old Toyota, so it was no loss. I was shockedat how pleased I was to see him. I had missed him.He filled me in on all the local doings as we drove home. My house was inbetter shape than I had left it. Ari had his cleaning lady give it acomplete cleaning, and he had dinner ready at his house. He had twocousins, Elinor and Eddie, visiting. They were in the restaurant businesstoo, but had no interest in birds or anything other ataşehir escort than a visit to DisneyWorld. I collected some of Ari’s bird notes and took them home and rewrotethem on my computer.It was nice to be home after caring for c***dren for most of a month. I hadhoped for a long night of sex, but the cousins made that impossible, so Ityped. Ari called me the next day and said he was off to Disney World withhis relatives, and would I like to come over for Thanksgiving dinner. Isaid sure. He then told me that Billy and Gil would be there, so I shouldnot plan anything for the weekend. I got an erection just thinking aboutit. I told Ari not to worry. My social calendar was empty.Thanksgiving was a week away and I felt like a k** waiting for Christmas. Iwas ready. I got calls from my in laws asking if I wanted to come to dinnerat their house in Ohio. I said I was terribly sorry, but I was tootired. They didn’t cook turkeys. They treated the bird as a burntoffering. My c***dren called worried that I would have a hard time at theholidays without Helen. I toyed with the idea of telling them that I wasgoing to spend the holiday in a wild homosexual orgy, but decided againstit.Gill arrived in Jacksonville on Wednesday and Billy arrived in Orlando atthe same time so I went to pick up Gil and Ari got Billy. Gil was biggerand more impressive than I remembered. He was cordial and affable.”How’s your family?” He asked. “Things sounded desperate when you left.””All turned out as well as could be expected. No permanent damage.” Isaid. “Thanks for asking.””Ari told me you were good friends.” Gill said. “He said he clued you in onour relationship? He told me you were, what they call in the personal adds,open minded?” I laughed.”I guess that’s what they call it.” I said. “I seem to be a lot more openminded when Ari is around than I ever was before.””It’s the same with me. I had no idea I was into that stuff until Ari wovehis magic spell.” Gil said. “I liked men, but didn’t ever think I’d act onmy likes.””I think it’s his cock.” I said. “It’s so big, I just got carried away.Although it may be one of the things that once you try it, it’s hard tostop.””You want to stop it?” Gil asked, incredulously.”Hell no.” I said laughing. “I just can’t get enough of it.””It’s the same with me.” Gil said. “Gay guys are supposed to like boys andqueens. I like big, hairy men. Ari’s cock is huge, but the rest of him isabout as masculine as a guy can get. I must be gay because I like sex withmen, but I don’t want effeminate men or hairless beach bunnies.””I fell the same way. I seem to like women who are feminine and men who aremasculine.” I said. “That seems to be the opposite of the standard imagesof gay guys. I didn’t know that I like men better than women until I metAri. He a testosterone cocktail. It’s hard to believe that any moremasculine characteristics could be wedged into a single human being.” Gillaughed.”You just wait until we all get naked tonight! Have you met Billy?” Gilasked.”Two months ago, he’s a nice guy.” I said. “He seems to define openminded.””I’ve never been with him, so it will be a new experience for me.” Gilsaid. We got home before Ari was back so we went to my house. The phonemessage machine was blinking. I pressed the play button withtrepidation. It was a salesman for vinyl siding.Ari arrived so we went over to his house. Gil and Billy looked each otherover and were obviously pleased with what then saw. I fixed drinks foreveryone while Ari put a casserole in the oven to warm up for dinner. Ipulled the d****s and Ari turned on a gas log in the fireplace. Like mostFlorida houses, it was under heated. The fire made the room warm and cozy.It got warmer when Ari suggested that Gil and Billy shower after the longday of traveling. They excused them selves and disappeared into the guestroom. Gil emerged wearing shorts and a mesh tee shirt. Billy was wearingthe see through mesh shorts and a matching shirt. By the time dinner wasdone and we had demolished several bottles of wine, we were mellow. Theroom seemed downright hot.”What’s for desert?” Billy asked. He winked at Ari. “Dinner was great, butI was hoping for something light.””I ümraniye escort was hoping you guys could help me out on that.” Ari said. “I planned onsteaming, hot man seed, served straight from the cum factory.” Ari slippedhis hand in Billy’s shorts and cupped Billy’s bull balls.”All protein and no fat, I think.” Gil said. “Zero calories.””Spoken like a true professor of biology!” I said as I dropped to my kneesand slid his shorts down, burying my face in his crotch. It must havetaken all of twenty seconds for us all to be naked and sucking on theoriental rug in front of the fire.Gil’s cock was hidden in the thickest mass of pubic hair I had everseen. His dick was cut, a little shorter and a bit thicker than mine, atrue beer can cock. He was a leaker. My experience with men wasn’t great,but I couldn’t imagine more pre cum that he oozed. It was like a leakingfaucet. I also hadn’t realized what a turn on that was. Ari and Bill oozedas they neared a climax. The taste of Gil’s pre cum must have triggeredintense reactions in me. I was really enthusiastic.I discovered the source of the fluid. Gil had a nice cock, but tangerinefor balls, packaged in low hanging sack. They were industrial strength seedmakers.”Time to trade partners!” Ari said. “Let’s all get acquainted.” He pairedGill and Billy together as he sucked me. I finally got to his cock. I feltlike a man dying of thirst in the dessert who finds an oasis. The hugeshaft must have all but touched my tonsils. We soon formed a daisy chain,linked by our erect cocks to each other. Gil and I popped together, feedingAri and Billy respectively. Ari ejaculated what must have been several cupsof cum in my mouth. Gill was moaning as billy let loose. We were four veryhappy guys. We rested on the floor, slowly coming down from the high. Ilicked Ari’s cock head every time a bead of cum emerged.”Damn it boys! That was good!” Billy said. “Sucking cock is quite the icebreaker, isn’t it Gil?””If that’s the way you make friends, Billy, you must be a popular guy!” Gilsaid laughing. “You’ve got a beautiful piece of meat there.””Thanks, this has been great.” Billy added. “I only wish I had started thisearlier. I have thirty years of no cock sucking to make up for.””Are we all regretting a virtuous youth?” I asked. Everyone laughed.”Sort of.” Gil said. “But I never encountered guys as attractive you. Ifyour going to start late you might as well start with the best.””Most people seem to think I should be the poster boy for hair removalproducts!” Ari said. He was laughing, but there was a tinge of concern inhis voice. He must have heard the Gorilla beach comments.”You’re a fur ball of fun, and one of the nicest guys I know.” Gilsaid. Ari oozed a big drip of cum and I lapped it up. Ari was happy.”I have a little request of you all.” Billy said. “Just a request, not ademand.””Shoot.” Ari said.”Gil, you wouldn’t know this, but the last time I was here, John and I gotinto some anal.” Billy said. “Ari and I had always been oral before that.”He paused. “Well, I liked it. I liked it a lot. I was hoping we might dosome more exploring this weekend.” Ari oozed again. I licked again.”Why not?” Gil said. “I don’t mind learning new tricks.””Well, you guys know I was a quarterback?””I heard a rumor to that effect!” Ari laughed. “It was a hobby of yours for20 years, as I recall.””I wasn’t a receiver. I tossed the ball.” Billy said.”You want to pitch rather than catch?” I said. Billy burst out laughing.”Wrong game!” He said. “But that’s the idea. I’d like to pitch and Iwondered if any of you would mind catching.” There was a silence.”I don’t know if I’d like it, but I don’t mind experimenting.” Gillsaid. “Scientific interest you know.” He winked. “I thought about it alot. The idea doesn’t bother me.””I’m in the same boat, willing to run it up the flagpole and see whosalutes.” I said. Ari laughed.”Are you sure we’re talking about a flag pole?” He said. “The nice thing asex play with men, is that we all know how to salute!” He paused. “I have aconfession to make. I’ve caught one or twice, and had no problem. I’d loveto top someone and enjoy it. I mean. I’d like them to enjoy it. I’m in my60s and have this fuck tool that’s still got its training wheels on it.Everyone admires it, but are too afraid to use it.””We have four cocks, four ass holes and four willing men.” Billy said.”And four days!” I added.”It seems to me that if we put our minds to it, we should be able to worksomething out.” Bill said.”Or in!” Gil added. He seemed almost enthusiastic.

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