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Archive name: hunger.txt (gay, orgy, 1st experience)
Authors name: Harry Sachs (harrysachs1@hotmail.com)
Story title : Hunger, The

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The Hunger (MM, orgy, 1st experience)
by Harry Sachs (harrysachs1@hotmail.com)

***

A married man explores his hidden taste for men and 
satisfies his desires.

***

It's odd that nothing predictable precipitates my 
occasional hunger for the touch and taste of another man. 
I can't blame it on a full moon, alignment of the planets 
or change of seasons but it's been a part of me for most 
of my adult sexual life and I've come to accept it for 
what it is; a natural urge with its own agenda. It's a 
subconscious lust that lurks in the back of my normally 
heterosexual libido that eventually awakens without 
warning, but now, at this point in my life where I relish 
any passion, it's hardly unwelcome and I look forward to 
the hunt for a man's body to satisfy my hunger.

I felt it beginning to stir recently when an erotic image 
cropped up at an odd moment. My thoughts were on 
something else when suddenly I was thinking about my hand 
slowly pulling on an engorged cock, slick with precum and 
I could almost feel it throb as I imagined my grip 
tighten around it. Then I pictured a rough, unshaven face 
between my thighs and my rock-hard dick sliding between 
its masculine lips, sucking greedily.

I could almost feel a warmly lubed finger probing my 
tight, little-used ring, patiently encircling its 
entrance and then artfully moving within and I remembered 
the delicious anticipation for the wonderful fullness as 
another slips inside along with it, stretching me open 
and preparing me for a swollen cock. As the hunger slowly 
builds with each vivid fantasy I make plans to slip 
quietly away from my straight life and satisfy my lust.

So I make my plans, prepare myself and allow the hunger 
to grow. As it happens, I'm lucky enough to live in a gay 
Mecca in Southeast Florida, so my field is abundant and 
nearby. Years ago, I felt I had to travel several hours 
to find lovers so I'd avoid an embarrassing encounter 
while back in my straight existence but at my age now, 
43, I'm discreet but not in hiding. I've stayed in decent 
shape and work out frequently, taking care to maintain a 
taut ass and defined chest. I'm tall and my body is 
reasonably lean and muscular and though I'm hardly Calvin 
Klein model material, I do catch more than a few looks as 
I walk in to the first bar of the evening.

I've prepared myself mentally as well as physically; I've 
taken care to shower well, trim my pubic hair close and 
shaved myself smooth along the back cleft. I've also made 
sure to clean my neglected ass for my favorite activity, 
being mounted by another hungry man needing badly to 
release inside my tight hole. So with the confidence that 
I'm equipped for my evening, I eye the crowd looking for 
men somewhat older than I, masculine, like myself and 
intensely horny but relaxed and patient. 

I take a space near the corner of the bar and order a 
beer. It's only 10:00pm but I'm not looking for the 
younger party studs so my types typically have already 
begun their evening and I notice several groups on both 
sides of me. I make some small talk with the bartender 
and get a laugh from him at a small joke I made.

One of a group of three to my right looks over to check 
out our conversation and we make brief eye contact and 
exchange quick smiles. He's an attractive man, about 50, 
dressed a little too tropical for my taste and he turns 
back to his friend close by, he too in his mid-to-late 
50's but built nicely and makes a comment apparently 
about me since they both slyly look my way.

Standing with them is another man about the same age but 
with closely cropped grey hair, a trim goatee, wearing a 
button-down shirt and blue jeans. Obviously listening in 
on the conversation he looks straight at me and gives me 
a warm smile and a slight raise of his glass as a salute.

I do the same and soon enough, the tropical guy is 
introducing themselves to me. He's Eric and his partner, 
David is the one standing close by. Roger, whom I'm 
warming to rapidly, is a friend from out of town. They 
invite me over and I join them at their side of the bar 
and the conversation is soon familiar and friendly. They 
had all been to a dinner party that had gotten dull and 
snuck out for some drinks so Roger could see more of 
Lauderdale. It turned out that Roger and I had each spent 
a lot of time in Chicago and that was fuel for more 
conversation between the two of us and more chance to 
feel for body chemistry.

I caught him looking me over several times and was 
pleased that he didn't attempt to conceal his interest 
yet was not making crude, overt remarks about big dicks 
and hot asses, which I don't possess anyway! I was 
wearing some very tight pants, without underwear of 
course, so there was no concealing my equipment; the 
outline of my firm penis was easy to see in the right 
light. He was intelligent and articulate but had a dry 
sense of humor that I've always enjoyed and he touched me 
often during our talk.

I intentionally reached past him for a napkin on the bar 
and brushed my inner thigh across his knee. He smiled and 
complimented the thin material of my pants and how soft 
they must feel without anything on underneath. I invited 
him to feel the fabric and he ran his fingers over the 
top of my thigh and circled down over my hardening dick 
and back up my inner thigh. "Very nice," he said.

Meanwhile, David called over a man in his mid-30's who he 
and Eric said they had met at a party. David was getting 
pretty drunk and was running his hand over the newcomer's 
ass and introduced him as Daniel, as they spoke with 
their heads close together. Daniel didn't seem to mind 
and soon had his hand on David and Eric's ass at the same 
time. I thought that this was getting interesting. 

The five of us continued drinking and Eric, David and 
Daniel insisted on drinking shots. I looked at Roger who 
was tipsy by now and said, "What the fuck?" Soon we were 
downing tequila and slamming the shot glasses on the bar. 
A moment later, the glasses were refilled, compliments of 
the bartender, and down they went. Of course the mood 
grew more boisterous and we were all laughing and having 
a great time. Eric piped up, "Let's go back to our place 
for a jump in the hot tub and some sake." Sounded like a 
fine plan to all of us and I followed them in my car to a 
very nice Oriental style ranch house not far from the 
bar.

On the drive over I thought about the possibility of an 
orgy, something I hadn't yet done, and how hot that would 
be or just making a move on Roger; he had been maybe too 
much of a gentleman so far but I was sure he was 
attracted to me. I'm an aggressor to a point but then I'm 
not a top nor a passive bottom so I decided to let events 
evolve on their own. I was feeling very warm from the 
tequila by now and my horniness was growing but my 
urgency was dulled only slightly. 

We went through the house and got a brief tour but Eric 
had Daniel's hand and was steaming toward the hot tub 
with the rest of us laughing behind them. In the 
beautifully landscaped garden there was a small wooden 
pagoda with a traditional Japanese tub underneath. It was 
already bubbling and Eric immediately undressed and 
wobbled into the house and returned with a bottle of sake 
but no glasses. Daniel, David, Roger and I undressed and 
threw our clothes over the lounges scattered around the 
garden and climbed into the hot but soothing water 
bubbling in the tub.

It fit five of us very intimately and it wasn't long 
before I felt hands running up my thigh and gripping my 
cock, causing it to stir to life. We drank the sake from 
the bottle and passed it around, laughing at each other's 
sloppiness. We tried exchanging mouthfuls but were 
pitiful at it and laughed as the strong wine drooled out 
between our mouths. Gradually the laughter quieted to 
soft talking and soon Eric and David were nuzzling 
Daniel, who was seated between them. Eric kissed Daniel's 
neck and worked up to his ears, nibbling at his lobes. 
Daniel sighed and rested his head back while David moved 
his mouth slowly to Daniel's nipple.

I felt the hand still caressing my cock and balls, gently 
massaging my hard cock so I filled my hands with Roger's 
and Daniel's. I slowly jacked the two of them, feeling 
Roger grow steadily with each stroke and Daniel's already 
thick shaft stiffen more and I closed my eyes, resting my 
head against the tub and feeling the hunger well awakened 
but not yet ravenous. 

Daniel's breathing became shallow and soon he was being 
lifted up off the tub's bench so that David could take 
his cock in his mouth. As I watched David suck first the 
head and then slowly push down to it's base, I was 
surprised at how big he actually was. In my hand it 
didn't seem quite as impressive but he seemed to grow 
longer in David's mouth. David's hand firmly grasped 
Daniel's staff as he eased the engorged cock further down 
his throat and slowly returned to its full head. Eric 
kissed Daniel, his tongue swirling deeply in the younger 
man's throat. 

Whoever had been fondling my cock soon let go but I still 
had my hand on Roger's, which had swollen larger and fit 
my hand nicely, not too long but thick with a perfectly 
formed head. I looked over to him and his eyes were 
closed as he gently thrust his hips in time with my 
strokes. Daniel was stiffening and squirming under 
David's mouth but David did not want him to release yet 
so he backed off slowly and whispered in Daniel's ear.

Daniel nodded and slowly got out of the hot tub and moved 
over to a chaise lounge nearby and lay on his back. David 
was beside him in an instant and had engulfed his cock 
back into his mouth. Eric quickly disappeared into the 
house and returned soon with a small box, which he laid, 
beside David. As David expertly brought Daniel back to 
brink of cumming, he again broke off and reached into the 
box for a tube of lubricant. He squeezed some onto his 
fingers and reached beneath Daniel, who parted his legs 
obediently.

David only allowed Daniel's penis head back in his mouth 
while his hand worked Daniel's ass unseen. Daniel moaned 
and thrust up, vainly trying to bury his engorged cock 
into Daniel's warm and expert mouth but David controlled 
the younger man's arousal. Daniel moaned sharply and 
ground hard against David's hand, apparently at the 
moment David inserted his second and third fingers.

Eric began kissing Daniel again but Daniel cut the 
embrace short and found Eric's erect cock, stiff and 
urgent for attention. Daniel sucked hungrily on Eric's 
slender penis while David rolled Daniel over on to his 
stomach and I could now see three fingers probing slowly 
in Daniel's ass. From my seat in the hot tub, I turned so 
that I could watch this erotic scene unfolding before me. 
I leaned against the side of the tub and kneeled on the 
benches within so that I could comfortably watch Daniel 
being taken by the two lovers but my own hunger had grown 
and I was secretly wishing to be in Daniel's place, 
between two men demanding and extracting pleasure from 
him.

David removed his fingers from Daniel's ass and reached 
back inside the box and retrieved a condom, which he 
expertly unwrapped quickly and rolled down his hard cock. 
He placed a lounge pillow underneath Daniel and mounted 
him, positioning his cock at Daniel's now relaxed hole. 
David, propped on his elbows, slowly sank his sheathed 
cock past the tight ring and hesitated as Daniel jumped 
from the initial intrusion.

Daniel's moan was muffled by Eric's cock which was 
pumping steadily in and out of his captive mouth. Eric 
was slowly fucking Daniel's mouth and Daniel gripped 
Eric's cock with both hands, propped up on his elbows, 
continuing to moan as his ass stretched to accommodate 
Daniel's thick cock. As David withdrew his cock slowly 
from Daniel's ass, Daniel relaxed and David sunk once 
again this time to the hilt and then began slowly 
increasing his strokes into the younger man's hole. 
Daniel gasped for air from around Eric's cock but never 
released it from his grasp and sucked it back down his 
throat.

I had become almost unaware of time or where I was, 
transfixed by the sex between the three men. I was 
startled when I felt Roger press his warm body up to my 
back, one hand reaching around to my hard cock, the other 
tweaking a stiffening nipple. I sighed and pushed back 
against him as encouragement. His jacking was slow and 
circular, gently rolling the head of my cock in his hand 
but he tortured my nipple deliciously. "Who would you 
rather be," Roger whispered in my ear. "What is it you 
like best about what you're seeing?" His rough beard, 
much like in my fantasy, rubbed my cheek and neck, 
stinging but arousing.

I felt his erection pressing against my back so I reached 
around and guided it between my legs, rubbing against my 
balls. My head was leaning back onto his shoulder and I 
said back, "You don't need to be told, do you? I want 
what you want." My attention was diverted when Eric 
moaned loudly, shooting his cum down Daniel's willing 
throat. David was now thrusting deeply into Daniel, his 
eyes closed and his face a grimace of pain and pleasure. 
I reached down and fingered Roger's penis head as he 
pumped it along the bottom of my ass, running my finger 
underneath, tracing over the sensitive skin. He pulled my 
nipple for my reward and I gasped, loving the pain 
turning to pleasure under his forceful touch.

David's moan started low in his throat but grew to 
plaintive yell as he came, his ass spasming and his full 
body weight upon Daniel, grinding hard against his firm 
ass with each downward thrust. "Fuck me, fuck me hard," 
Daniel gasped as David spasmed into him. Soon the three 
were quiet allowing me to focus on Roger's attention to 
my cock which had me grinding back against him wantonly. 
We heard the three of them leave the lounges for Eric and 
David's room and once they left, Roger guided me from the 
tub. I helped him out and we embraced for a deep, tongue-
grinding kiss. His finger massaged the top of my cleft 
and smoothed down to my puckered hole. Our cocks ground 
together, still wet but also sticky from the precum 
leaking from us both. He finally led me backwards towards 
the lounges.

Once there, he picked up the box left by David and took 
me by the hand back to the house toward his guest room. 
As we passed the master suite we glimpsed Daniel getting 
his reward from David and Eric as they both sucked 
languidly at his swollen cock, desperately needing 
release. Once in Roger's room, he closed the door and 
lighted two candles.

I lay back on the bed and admired his body, the first 
time I really had seen it. While my height, he weighed 
perhaps ten pound more than me. His pubic hair, which I 
noticed early, was shaved and he had a metal bar pierced 
close to the base of his penis, which somehow I missed 
during our fondling. He had a light matting of grey chest 
hair over his well-defined pectorals. My hunger now 
needed to be fed and I waited impatiently for him to come 
to bed.

He placed the box on the bed next to me and lay on top of 
me with his full weight, continuing the passionate 
kissing we started earlier. He moved his mouth away from 
mine and lightly tongued across my neck and down to my 
nipples, now gently sucking on the one he had been 
unmerciful with earlier. His strong hands firmly grasped 
my biceps, not allowing me much movement and trapped 
beneath him. The sweet sensation shot through my body, 
arousing every nerve along the way it seemed, turning 
every touch into an erogenous caress.

Glancing up at me as I blissfully smiled back he 
continued his trip down to my navel, then finally to my 
cock, springing hard in the air. He took in only the head 
at first, rolling his tongue across the sensitive skin 
underneath and then sunk down the length of my shaft. My 
head went back, my eyes closed and the fantasy had become 
a reality as I felt his bristly goatee rub across each 
thigh. I gripped his head with my hands and guided him up 
and down the length of my cock. 

I was close to cumming but I couldn't allow that yet so 
at the point of almost no return, I gently pulled his 
mouth away from my engorged dick, leaking precum covering 
his chin.

I smiled and said it was time for him to be on his back 
so after rolling him over I worked my way around his 
nipples (one was pierced which I pulled with my teeth, 
causing him to moan and grasp my head hard. The metallic 
taste mixed with his musk intoxicating), down his stomach 
and finally to his waiting hard-on. Remember that I 
haven't had a cock in my mouth in several years so I 
employed the best of the techniques I had just witnessed 
earlier that evening and was rewarded for my efforts with 
an earnest moan and a thrust toward the back of my 
throat.

I took my time, tried not to gag or touch it with my 
teeth but luckily, he was not long enough to choke me but 
thick enough to be very satisfying. I focused intently on 
the perfect head, tracing around the edge of the cap and 
licking up from below its opening, spreading its hole 
slightly with my tongue and lapping the warm precum 
streaming steadily from within.

Perhaps he felt my cocksucking skills were lacking 
because I faintly heard the box opening and though I 
wasn't paying much attention, I soon jumped at the 
coldness of the lubricant being liberally applied to my 
anxious hole. I continued sucking but was distracted by 
the first of his fingers snaking inside. I must have 
squirmed slightly because he backed off slowly and then 
circled its outline and gently persuaded it to open. I 
couldn't concentrate on his cock at all by now and had 
spread my legs and crouched up on my knees for him to 
have better access. Soon enough I was accustomed to one 
finger exploring me and then another. I only shuddered 
slightly but the pain mixed with pleasure was wonderful 
and I was in ecstasy. 

He drew his face close to mine and asked how long it had 
been since I'd been fucked and I admitted I was bisexual 
and long overdue, although as briefly as possible because 
he had now found my prostate and was gently massaging it, 
causing me to thrust back to meet his insistent fingers. 
I told him I needed it badly and wanted him fucking me.

He smiled and promised to be patient but I was more than 
ready. As he withdrew his fingers I sat up and gently 
pushed him back on the bed, where I straddled him and 
guided his cock toward it's target. He thankfully 
remembered to grab a condom which I applied and aimed the 
head at my relaxed hole. I slid down slowly, feeling the 
head fully inserted and my ass-ring tightened around it. 
The sharp pain caused me to grunt but I took several deep 
breaths and waited before sliding down to where I felt 
the metal ball pierced at the base, cold but very 
pleasurable.

I smiled and told him I enjoyed his piercing and he said 
most everyone loves it. I rocked back and forth gently to 
grow reaccustomed to the fullness. Soon I increased the 
tempo and depths of my strokes and savored every inch my 
tight hole grasped. I toyed with his head, almost 
allowing it to pop free, only to pull it back within my 
firm ass's grip. His eyes were closed and his hands were 
pinching my erect nipples. His cock was gliding across my 
prostate and I was now uncontrollably bucking downward to 
accentuate that wonderful feeling. I had all of him in me 
and we were panting and moaning as I increased the 
tightness of my hole as I pulled up.

He had a firm grasp on my ass as I rode his thickening 
cock toward climax, his other hand pulling on my 
erection. We found a gratifying rhythm and I felt my 
orgasm growing near. I was moaning each time I sunk 
downward, his cock finding its way further into me. He 
thrust upward, burying it another inch and I gasped, 
feeling the pressure mounting in my prostate for my 
release. He must have felt me getting closer, "give it to 
me," he urged. "Give me your cum."

It was all I needed to hear since I barely waited a 
moment later before my cock pulsed in his hand and gushed 
my pent-up semen across his chest and covered the hand 
milking me. I rocked violently at each pull on my cock as 
the last of my cum shot across his stomach but soon I 
slowed and savored the calmness enveloping me.

He moaned and said this wouldn't work and he quickly 
rolled me onto my back and he was bent over me thrusting 
deeply. It almost seemed a dream but for the sensations 
of the lube running out of me, his weight between my legs 
and the fullness pumping in my ass. I was crying out but 
hardly even aware of the sound. 

Soon Roger gave out a grunt mixed with a moan and his 
cock throbbed violently in my ass. I clutched his ass to 
draw him in deeper, forcing his testicles to empty its 
contents into my warm and tight hole. He cried out at 
each spasm, his semen filling the condom.

Soon he was spent and collapsed on top of me, his cock 
twitching occasionally in my well-fucked ass. I listened 
as his breathing returned to normal and felt him start to 
shrink out of me, my ass-ring now stretched and well used 
again. The familiar tingling of reawakened nerves brought 
memories of other encounters back into my relaxed and 
sated mind. 

He pulled out of me, rolled off and collapsed next to me 
on the bed. After several minutes I wasn't sure if he was 
asleep or passed out so I decided to clean up, get 
dressed and go home. After leaving the bathroom, Roger 
still hadn't moved, so I put my shirt on but my pants 
were still outside on the lounge. As I walked past the 
master suite I noticed Eric, Daniel and David curled like 
puppies on the bed. I tried not to wake them as I opened 
the French doors to the garden and found my pants.

As I was putting them on I heard a noise and was 
surprised to see Daniel standing there rummaging through 
the clothes, looking for his. "Can you give me a ride 
home?" he asked. "No problem," I said, "but should we 
leave a note for the others?" "No need," Daniel replied, 
"they're regular customers and will probably call me in a 
couple of weeks."

I was shocked. "You're an escort?" I asked incredulously. 
He nodded and found his pants and shirt. As he put on his 
shoes I asked how much, if that wasn't a rude question, 
he charged for that kind of performance. "One hundred and 
fifty," he said. "How about you?"

I laughed out loud at that and said my payoff was 
pleasure; I'm not nearly skilled enough to ever consider 
charging. "You'd be surprised," he said. "In fact, the 
deal was I was supposed to bring someone for their friend 
but I couldn't line one up so I figured they found you."

"I'm 43 years old," I said, "no one in their right mind 
would pay for me - not even me! I'm not that great 
looking and not a very good fuck. Daniel shrugged and 
laughed and said that there are all kinds and not to be 
too shocked by what people pay for and what turns them 
on.

I shook my head in disbelief and asked if he was ready to 
go. He was and was headed out the side gate but I decided 
at the last minute to leave Roger my cell number in case 
he came back into town and wanted to play again. After 
all, he had been the best fuck in memory and his cock was 
perfectly sized. I snuck back into the room and saw that 
he had moved to the other side of the bed but was still 
asleep.

I took a note pad from the kitchen on my way in and wrote 
my number and how much I enjoyed him and would like to 
get together again soon and went to set the note on the 
bedside table. There was one hundred and fifty dollars 
there that I would swear was not there before.

I laughed to myself again, left the note - and the money 
- and left the house. My hunger satisfied, for now.

END

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