Kind of a Suck Fest

The guy called himself 'Uncle Nelson' and said he was hoping to host around ten men in his house Sunday afternoon. Of course I wrote back, very excited to be included in the festivities. Those of you who know me here on SoloTouch know I like that sort of thing. However, I'm very much a proponent of masturbatory things, not so much any other activities, such as kissing, frotting, oral or anal. I spoke with the promoter by email and phone, and he accepted me into his upcoming event. (He interviewed everyone first, to weed out any potential weirdos.) He told me the event would be pretty much a free-for-all, except no drugs. He figured mostly it would be guys wanking while watching, or perhaps wanking each other, but that other activities could happen, too. So, with great excitement at 4pm, I arrived. I was the third one there. Uncle Nelson himself was quite a good-looking guy. Blond, just starting to turn gray at the temples, medium height, reasonably thin, and with a friendly face. He had shaved everything but his head. Shortly, the three of us removed our clothes and placed them in bags at the end of the hall between his bedrooms. He had designated one bedroom with a sumptuous bed as a play room, but the other two were off-limits, containing his personal stuff. As we were setting out snacks on his dining table, the others arrived, until there were seven of us total. Within minutes, we made introductions, and were all naked. Everyone turned to be normal, well-balanced, friendly individuals. Most had wives, some were gay. No one knew anyone else at first. I had been kind of hoping someone I know from ordinary life - perhaps a co-worker, might show up. Wouldn't that be something? I mean, it might be a bit shocking, or maybe even embarrassing at first, but soon enough you'd figure out that the other guy is into the same thing you are, an all-male nude afternoon. What an ice breaker, don't you think? To see your co-worker buddy nude, and to be seen nude by him? And maybe even do something together? You'd go to work on Monday, knowing what he knows, keeping the secret among yourselves, but knowing... It would be sort of like finding out you both like chess or tennis, but much, much better! Alas, no one I knew showed up. Nelson put some porn on his big screen TV in the living room, and we all took up towel-covered chairs of various sorts. Things got off to a slow start. I decided to be a bit of a leader, and so started stroking my soft dick. Soon, four or five of the others were stroking themselves also. I was a bit disappointed that I didn't get fully hard right away. Even though I'm bisexual, and probably lean to the hetero side, I do love the sight of men walking around and socializing with hardons. And even more, in the right environments, I like to be one of those guys going around sporting a big throbbing hardon in front of everyone! At first,that wasn't to be, but in due course, I hardened up. I noticed it was about the same for the others who had started stroking. They too, hardened slowly, but harden they did. Nelson had a somewhat small penis, but it was lovely to look at once hardened. Another guy, Tom was his name, had a huge dick. A real 8-incher. I'm not much impressed with size, but just seeing him fully hard was nice. Quite nice. I got out of my chair, walked over to Tom, and asked whether he'd like a hand. So, once again, I was leading the action, because we had been there for perhaps 20 minutes before anyone had done anything but stare at the porn on the screen, and stroke themselves. He was appreciative, so I pulled up a hassock, and started giving a very gentle hand job. More just light tickling of his hairy scrotum and underside of his penis, really. He really liked that, and became even harder. Soon after my lead, everyone was stroking everyone else. Then the sucking started. As I mentioned, I'm not much of a fan of that, but when in Rome... So, the guys were starting to clump up in varying groups of three and four, stroking and sucking in various arrangements. I kept trying to offer handjobs, but was starting to become clear that sucking was more the order of the day. One of the guys started sucking me, and I have to say, it did feel nice. He was quite good at it. At one point, I felt a sort of obligation to suck Nelson, then a skinny older fellow named Gary, but I didn't take anyone to completion. Frankly, I wasn't all that happy with the way things were going. I do like handjobs, getting and getting, but oddly, don't find the joy that others seem to have in oral sex. At one point, we got a very interesting show. Tom had been sucking the skinny guy, who had leaned way back in a chair, exposing his shaved asshole. Tom lubed up his penis and stuck it in the guy as the guy lifted his own feet over his head. We're talking about two guys who didn't know each other until this afternoon. No condom. Stupid, in my opinion, but that's what they did. The rest of us pretty much stopped anything we were doing, and resumed just stroking ourselves as we watched those two go at it. Soon, they both came, the top shooting in the bottom guy's ass, and the bottom covering his own stomach in cum a few seconds later. I decided it was time to be me. Just me. Be proud of who I am, so I took up a fairly remote chair in the room - one spaced a good ten feet from the others, and just stroked myself as the others resumed sucking, fondling, and hugging each other in assorted combinations. I didn't have to say anything. Somehow, they could sense I wanted to stay at a distance and just enjoy the show, which was, I have to admit, much better than the hard gay porn that was being shown on the TV. In time, people got off, and some of them went home. A comfortable, medium-built guy with longer hair named Wayne and I got into a mutual handjob thing. Then, I focused all the attention on him, and he started spurting cum on my hand. I felt a nice, mild feeling of accomplishment. I kept lightly stroking him after he came, looking for signs that he had had enough. Because, as you know, most guys can't stand to have their dicks touched for a good 15 minutes or more after they cum. But he never squirmed, and he stayed hard. So, to my delight, I kept stroking him with one hand, and lightly massaging his balls with my other. He came again! After that, he was truly done, pushing my hand away. Soon, he put his clothes on, said his goodbyes, expressed appreciation to Nelson for hosting, and went home. Finally, only Nelson and I were left. He and I were the only ones who hadn't cum yet. Me, because I'm a very good edger, able to bring myself to dry orgasms without ejaculating, and staying hard. Also, because I believe I'm a bit jaded from too much of this kind of activity, so it is hard to get me particularly excited sometimes. He, too, was probably jaded in a way. Nelson invited me to that sumptuous bed in his guest bedroom. I had been boasting about this business of orgasming without ejaculating, and he was intrigued. I offered to demonstrate on his equipment. So, in that nice bed, I gave him my best, fullest attention. He went from soft to hard, and really enjoyed the attention, but never got even close to orgasm. We decided we might get together again sometime soon, just the two of us, and work on that some more. Then, he turned his attention to me. I was hoping to show him the orgasming without ejaculating trick, but it didn't work out right. That's usually the case. I can do it to myself, but when someone else tries to do it to me, I end up fully ejaculating, and that kills the process. As per my request, he tried to keep jerking me after I came. I always imagine that I'd really like post-orgasm 'torture,' but the reality is, like most guys, I usually can't standing being touched after I cum. Uncle Nelson will be out of the country for a month, but plans to organize another get-together. He hopes for at least ten men this time. At first, I was feeling this group isn't really for me, because of the not liking blowjobs thing, but then I decided I can't hardly wait to return, and I'll enjoy it more as an observer. Or, maybe, I'll be more of a leader, and offer to teach them some of my wilder masturbatory techniques, if they'd be interested in learning that stuff. On the other hand, I could go ahead and enjoy some oral action. I'd really love to hear your thoughts about all this. Please leave any sort of comments you'd like below.