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Sparky, Mac and Tang
by Patrick Buckley (patrickbuckley55@gmail.com)
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A new boy's first encounter with three leather/bear boys.
(MMMM, reluc, 1st-gay-expr, v, orgy, ws)
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Chapter One:
Having graduated from college, I rented an apartment in
the city that I was required to move to. My dad was a
disciplinarian who believed that you had to earn
everything you got in life. In high school he told me
that if I wanted to attend college, I had to get a
scholarship to pay my own way.
That being the case, I worked my arse off to attain the
required marks that would enable me to do so. The
company that sponsored me obviously required a return on
their investment, and I would have work for them for a
period of two years after graduation. That is how I
ended up at a branch of their company, in a city of
their choosing.
The city was six hundred miles away from the town that I
had grown up in. I did not mind, and was looking forward
to my emancipation as an adult. As a graduation gift my
parents had bought me a second hand vehicle, and also
gave me a small amount of money to fix the modest
apartment I had moved into.
I had never had a sexual encounter with anyone up to
that point, but was certain that I was gay. My parents
were not aware of this, and “coming out” was not a
priority in my life. I would definitely however explore
the opportunities of my orientation in my new
environment. I worked by backside off painting and
fixing my new apartment, and was very pleased with my
labours after the arduous task finally drew to an end.
After the four weeks of backbreaking toil, I finally
decided to visit a gay establishment. I found the name
of a place called “The Grizzly Bar” in a gay newspaper.
The reason for my choice was it was the closest bar to
my apartment, and in fact was within walking distance.
Being as naive as I was, I did not really register the
significance of the name.
To be honest, I had no idea about the various gay
subcultures that existed. One Friday night I meandered
over to the bar and entered completely unaware that it
catered for the “leather/bear” community. I arrived at
about 21h00 and nervously approached the bars counter. I
ordered a beer at sat quietly to observe the cliental. I
was very surprised by the men frequenting this
establishment.
At college there had been the “known” gay crowd that was
referred to as the “pussy boys”. They were very camp,
and always dressed in the latest fashion. One could
always discern their presence by the overpowering reek
of some or other in-vogue cologne. In the household I
grew up in, men simply did not wear cologne. In fact my
father got dreadful hay fever if my mother even wore
perfume. I never bothered with deodorant as my dad
believed it was a waste of money.
Truthfully I always liked the natural male body odour,
so I found the unnatural smell of perfume and underarm
sprays off-putting. In the bar, the guys were very
earthy and to use a slightly impolite term, rather
“blue-collar” looking. They wore mainly leather or plaid
shirts with leather or denim trousers. Facial hair was
also in abundance.
After ten minutes at the counter I was approached by
Sparky, real name Michael. I introduced myself as Cian,
and was summarily told that he would prefer to call me
Red. Fortunately I was not one of the freckled ginger
varieties but had a light complexion and darkish red
hair. Sparky was six foot tall and ruggedly handsome.
He was rather thickset and hairy, with short black hair
and a full beard. His hands were big and being an
electrician, somewhat on the rough side. He was witty,
and a lot of fun to talk to. He told me that he was
meeting two of his buddies that would hopefully arrive a
while later.
After twenty minutes Mac, real name George, arrived. He
was 6’2” tall, and fairly lanky. Mac had a receding
hairline that was quite advanced. The bit of hair he had
was short, but his beard was longer than Sparky’s whose
beard was fairly neatly cropped.
Mac also appeared to be hairier than Sparky, and was
quite unattractive with large ears and a broad nose. He
had thick lips and uneven teeth, as opposed to Sparky
whose teeth were attractive and in better condition.
Mac’s hands were not as broad as Sparky’s, but his
fingers were much longer and rather icky. Mac was an
auto electrician by trade, and was a very pleasant and
engaging guy. He told us that Tang, real name Tanner,
would be arriving shortly.
Prior to Tang’s arrival I asked about the unusual
nickname, believing that it could have an oriental
connotation. They both laughed and replied that the name
had more to do with smell. When I asked if Tang minded
the nickname, they said that he was apparently quite
comfortable with it.
When Tang finally appeared I was quite taken aback. He
was extremely hairy with a long ponytail and an even
longer beard than Mac’s. Tang was huge, and looked like
he had recently arrived from a deserted island where he
had regressed to an earlier species of mankind. Although
only 6’0”tall, he must have weighed at least three
hundred pounds.
Tang was actually facially quite good looking with large
expressive brown eyes, and an infectious smile. He had
thick stubby hands, with the fattest fingers I had ever
seen. Being a plumber by trade, his hands were grubbier
than either Mac or Sparky’s.
Tang also sweated profusely and it was very apparent why
he had acquired his nickname, because of the powerful
body odour emanating from him. He was an extremely
jovial guy, and radiated charm along with his “tang”. We
all chatted and enjoyed each other’s company for a good
hour or so.
Chapter Two:
As time wore on a discussion of going to Sparky’s place
for some fun after the bar was broached. I decide to
bailout of this gathering with the excuse of having to
be up very early the following day. They seemed
disappointed but I assured them that I would definitely
take them up on their offer at a future date.
I thanked them for a lovely evening and left shortly
after. When I arrived home I was sorry that I had not
followed through with their suggestion. An orgy however
was not what I had in mind for my sexual initiation. I
did though masturbate that night thinking of what might
have been.
The following Wednesday I visited the bar at around
20h00 for a quick drink. Mac was there, and I walked up
and began chatting to him. He told me that Sparky and
Tang would not be coming to the bar that evening. As I
was leaving later he asked if I made good coffee.
Naturally I invited him along for a cup. Strangely
enough although I had not been attracted to him at our
first meeting, after our one-on-one at the bar that
evening I really enjoyed his company and found him
sexier than I had initially thought. When we arrived at
my home he asked me to sit next to him on the couch.
He told me that he and the guys were nuts about me, and
rather sad that I had not partied with them the previous
week. He said that he hoped that I hadn’t lied about my
promise at the bar on Friday. I thanked him for the
compliment, and said that I had been honest in my
response to their offer. I then explained honestly why I
had been reluctant to party the previous Friday.
He smiled and asked if he could do the honours of
rectifying my “unfortunate disposition”, promising to be
very gentle with me. Before I could answer he gave me my
first ever intimate kiss. His thick lips covered mine as
his long tongue explored every inch of my mouth. With
tobacco flavoured saliva pouring into me, he hungrily
continued attacking my mouth for several minutes as his
rough hands caressed my body.
By the time we stood up, both our shirts and denims had
been unbuttoned. We removed our shoes, socks, pants and
shirts hastily, and were both not wearing underpants.
His cock was the strangest one I had ever seen. It was
shaped like a rhino horn, tapering from a thick base to
a small head.
I had never heard of phimosis before meeting him, and
his condition meant that his foreskin could not retract
and completely covered the head of his penis. He was
nonetheless well-endowed and easily nine inches long. He
also had a long scrotum that hung down at least eight
inches. His entire package was surrounded by a thick
bush of dark hair.
He placed me on my back on the couch, and assumed a
sixty-nine position on top of me. Because of his “curve”
he told me that this would be a more comfortable
position for oral sex. I received instructions from him
advising that I should swallow his cock by relaxing my
throat muscles, rather than trying to suck his dick.
Soon I was amazed at how comfortable his penetration
into my mouth and throat was. The weight of his body was
supported on his knees as he metronomically began face-
fucking me.
I felt his hot mouth close over my penis as our mutual
pleasuring got underway. As if instinctively he would
lift his body every twenty seconds to allow me air. I
was in ecstasy as I toyed with his balls and inhaled the
smell of his musky crotch, while his cock speared into
my throat.
Our fusing continued for ten minutes before he tried to
lift off me. I begged him not to and was warned that he
was very close. I did not care and wanted him to shoot
down my throat. He obliged me and two minutes later
exploded into my mouth and throat. I was also very close
and with him manically sucking my cock shot my load
shortly after.
Once done he turned around and lay on top of me while we
continued to kiss. I had never had such an exhilarating
experience in my life. We finally had the coffee that
was the “original” purpose for his visit. Soon after
that we moved through to my bedroom.
Once in bed, the kissing continued. I never realized how
facial hair would turn me on, and decided that I would
definitely start growing a beard the following day. He
lifted my arms above my head after a while and started
licking my armpits, thus introducing me to the most
unbelievable sensation.
When I offered to reciprocate he warned me that he had
not showered that day. I was so horny by then, that I
could not care less. When his rank wet pit covered my
mouth, I was in hog heaven. After cleaning both his
pits, he turned me onto my stomach explaining that as it
was my first time, this would be much more comfortable
for me.
Mac would always remain one of the most comfy
penetrators I would ever meet. I suppose because of his
cock shape, there was no discomfort when entered, and
you were in a state of bliss almost immediately. The
curve of his dick also gave ones prostate an intensive
massage.
His rhythmic variations were mind blowing, and there
were very few people I would meet in life that came
close to Mac in bed. After he had finished plowing me
for thirty minutes, I had cum twice. We fell asleep soon
after our coitus, and were almost both late for work the
following day having overslept.
Chapter Three:
I found it very difficult to concentrate on my work the
following day, and kept thinking about the previous
evening and how unbelievable it had been. From my first
meeting at the bar with “The Three Musketeers”, I had
been under no illusion about their laissez faire
approach to sex.
They were not looking for fixed relationships. Would I
be the D’artagnan in a future foursome of the group? I
was definitely interested in having sex with Sparky, but
Tang concerned me because of his intimidating size. I
was interrupted from my reverie by a call from Mac at
around 14h00, asking if I would I like to join the guys
at Sparky’s house on that Saturday evening.
After agreeing I was amused by his reminder to bring a
toothbrush, as it would be a “sleepover”. I did not
visit the bar on the following two evenings, and arrived
at Sparky’s home at about 17h00 on Saturday. To my
surprise all the guys were nude upon my arrival, as this
was the norm at Sparky’s house.
His home was very secluded, and nudity was therefore not
a problem. Not wanting to appear prudish, I followed
suite and also disrobed. Having seen Mac nude, my
attention was focused on the other two guys. Sparky had
a beautiful body as I had anticipated. He was manly and
solid, and although well coated, was the least hairy of
the three.
Tang of course was totally covered in hair. Even his
very broad feet and fat toes sprouted clumps of hair. He
almost appeared to be fully clothed with the amount of
fur coving his huge body. For a man of his size, he was
firm rather than flabby, and had the sexiest man boobs I
had ever seen. He had a big stomach with thick arms and
legs.
Once nude I was embraced by all three guys as part of my
welcome ritual. As this happened my olfactory sense went
into overdrive, with Tang of course taking top spot. I
would later learn that they never showered on weekends.
Regrettably as they put it, they had to shower during
the week because they had to interact with people and
therefore couldn’t afford to be too smelly.
Sparky had the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. He
was uncut and the tube-like shape was thick and
perfectly proportioned. It was around seven to eight
inches soft (expanding to ten inches hard as I would
later learn). Tang was cut and had an extremely thick
tool. The shaft was very thick with a massive blue
mushroom head on the end.
Although his cock only grew to eight inches, it was the
thickest of the three men by far. In its flaccid state
however virtually only the head was noticeable, engulfed
as it was by a very dense bush that surrounded his
equipment. His balls were noticeable despite the hair,
and were huge. I knew this would be an unforgettable
evening.
As we were having a barbeque, the fire was already well
underway. The guys were very affectionate and constantly
hugged and kiss me and each other. I complimented Mac on
his skill of a few nights before, and laughing he
offered to; “Open me up for the two thicker boys”. I
assisted with making the salad for the meal, and before
long the potatoes followed by the meat were on the go.
Man oh man could these guys eat.
Tang of course was again the front runner in this
department, although Sparky and Mac ran a close second.
We ate, drank beer, and had a great time chatting and
laughing.
Once done well all helped cleaning up and doing the
dishes. As Sparky and I were drying the last of the
dishes Tang and Mac moved through to the lounge and got
into a sixty nine position of one of the huge sofas.
With Mac on top, he was soon penetrating Tang’s throat
and giving him a far rougher face-fucking than I had
endured.
Sparky moved me over to the action and advised me to
give Mac a hand servicing Tang’s fat cock. Tang’s legs
were wide apart with his left leg curled over the
backrest of the sofa. There was no way one could
accommodate Tang’s fat cock in your mouth, so Mac and I
ran our lips up and down either side of the phallus.
Sparky started fingering my arse, and soon had two
fingers inserted into me. After a couple of minutes
Sparky suggested that he and Mac change places. We
resumed our action once the trade had taken place, and
almost immediately Mac shoved his well lubed cock into
my backside. Tang was now really grunting given Sparky’s
extra girth and length.
Sparky and I resumed our attention to Tang’s fat dick
and balls, as Mac got into a steady rhythm plowing into
me. Sparky pulled Tang’s right leg up thereby exposing
the hairiest arsehole I would ever see. I moved my mouth
down and located Tang’s anus in a musty dense forest of
fur. As my tongue penetrated as instructed by Sparky,
Tang’s groans intensified.
Chapter Four:
Mac broke up our party by suggesting we all move through
to the bathroom. With beers in hand we summarily headed
in the direction of Sparky’s en suite bathroom, which
was essentially a wet room. Prior to our action a large
thick rubber mat was unfurled in the middle of the room.
I was then pushed to my knees to receive my piss
initiation. Mac knelt behind me and inserted his cock
back into me.
After a few seconds I felt a warm gush of liquid being
sprayed into my bowels. It was totally awesome. Sparky
then placed his cock at my mouth and started pissing
into my mouth and down my throat. The taste was
fantastic, and I swallowed greedily.
When Mac finished pissing in me he immediately resumed
fucking my arse. As Sparky finished he was replaced by
Tang who had untied his ponytail and now really looked
like the “missing link”. He sprayed both Mac and me with
torrent of hot piss. Once Mac was done I was placed flat
on my stomach in the puddle of piss, with Sparky
replacing Mac in my backside.
The “upgrade” to Sparky’s dick really got my attention.
As the initial pain started subsiding I was turned onto
my back as Sparky kept plowing into me. Tang stood over
my body with his cock pointing towards Sparky’s mouth,
and Mac moved behind Tang and inserted his cock into
Tang’s butthole.
Lying on my back, while staring up at this hot scene was
a mind blowing experience. Being fucked at the same time
was sensational. Sparky pulled out of me and once again
turned me onto my stomach, as Tang’s turn to fuck me had
arrived. Sparky now sat in front of me and shoved my
mouth onto his dick. Tang got behind me and inserted his
thick meat into my arse while supporting his weight on
his extended arms.
When his huge cockhead entered me, I thought my butthole
was being ripped apart. Mac knelt behind Tang, and
continued fucking him. We were all getting very close,
and soon Tang unloaded his seed in my arse. As he moved
off me Mac inserted his cock into me and soon discharged
his sperm as well, before Sparky replaced Mac to finish
the procession.
I lay on the mat panting and sated for a while before
getting up and joining the guys with a beer. They asked
how I had enjoyed my first orgy, but words were not
necessary as my huge smile said it all. I was given
strict instructions not to discharge the contents of my
well filled bowels. We all towelled off before moving to
the lounge for dessert.
After we ate our dessert and consumed more beer, Tang
announced that he was ready for a second helping of
“proper” dessert. He stood up and l motioned for me to
follow him back to the bathroom. Once there he lay on
his back and instructed me to sit on his face. As he
licked my hole he encouraged me to slowly discharge the
collective filling of my backside into his mouth. He
licked, slurped and swallowed like a pig at a trough.
After Tang had sucked every last drop out of me, he
moved me off his face and pushed me down onto my stomach
on the rubber mat. His left fat hand now began slapping
my backside, as two fat fingers from the right hand
entered my arse. Between slaps he held me down firmly
with his left hand. After I had been “softened up” to
his liking, he got on top of me pushing my legs apart
with his knees and pushed his cock straight into me. As
I reacted to the intense pain his full body weight fell
onto me pinning me down completely. My whining and
pleading just exited him even more.
Tang was incredibly powerful, and sometimes did not
comprehend his own strength. I would often be bruised
after future encounters with him. He drove into me
relentlessly as he licked and sucked my ears. His long
hair was all over my face as I gasped for air with an
alpha gorilla on my back.
He manically pistoned his fat pole in, and out of me
while grunting like a wild animal. Thankfully my
wheezing must have really turned him on, because he shot
his cock-snot into me soon after. After a short while he
lifted his upper body onto his arms, before unleashing a
bucketful of piss into my abused arse.
When Tang exited the bathroom I lay on the mat for
several minutes drenched in perspiration. A while later
when I joined Sparky and Mac in the lounge Tang had
headed off to the spare room, and was snoring soundly.
That evening the three of us spent the night in the main
bedroom. We thankfully only had one scene that lasted
for thirty minutes, and consisted of me being spit
roasted by Mac and Sparky. I left fairly early the next
day as I had been invited to Sunday lunch by a co-
worker. That Sunday evening I lay in bed reflecting upon
the events of the past five days.
With a smile on my face I fell asleep looking forward to
the next gathering.
END
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