All Souls Night

I was outside under a blood red full moon and I was fucking some guy I did not even know. In fact I didn’t even know his name; I think it might have been Fred, or maybe Ed. I did know that he lived a few miles from the house Stu and I were sharing; I also knew he was digging the fuck I was throwing into him, he was begging me to go in deeper and he kept saying, “Oh man, this is so fucking awesome” … he was stoned; we were all stoned … that group of guys in the field behind our house that Halloween night in 1977.

It was Stu’s idea to host a little Halloween get together. Chris and Andy were the first to show up, and then Mitch came. Lately, Mitch was always around, that hot little beautiful guy who was a mix of Italian and Spanish and American Indian … in fact I knew that he and Stu were more than just mere fuck buddies lately, and it saddened me that my relationship with Stu was obviously coming to an end, but what could I expect? He had always been a free spirit, and you can’t pin his type down, but still, I had something of a heavy heart as I knew which way the wind was blowing.

Later on, a group of guys from the Jasper Commune, a group of hippies that lived a few miles from us, showed up. We’d become friendly with most of the men from this farm. They raised sheep and chickens and did all of this organic farming. Most of them were long haired earthy types and as hard working as they were (and they were, trust me) they were always ready to smoke a joint or go for a roll in the hay. I really don’t know if these guys identified as gay, not that I cared, but they were a frisky, friendly bunch and I liked them.

Well It did not take long for our little function to turn into a sex party. Stu was sitting on a an easy chair by the front door stroking his cock after smoking a bowl of some righteous Colombian weed one of the guys from Jasper had brought, Blue Oyster Cult was playing on the stereo, Don't Fear the Reaper echoed through All Souls Night and my boyfriend was waving his cock around asking if someone wanted to suck him off. I stood up and before anyone could say or do anything I said, "OK, let's take this outside, to the field behind the house, let's have our own little pagan fuck fest!"

One of the guys from Jasper, Fred or Ed yelled out, "Cool, fucking in the moonlight, I can dig it", and faster than you could have said, Trick or Treat, the field behind our home was filled with horny men.

A small bonfire was built and one of the Jasper guys, this gorgeous stud who called him self, Dog, was naked dancing around the fire like some kind of shaman. His long hair flowed behind him as he got in tune with the spirits of the night. Just then someone came up behind me and put his arms around me. I could tell he was as tall as I was. He smelled of something flowery, I was not sure what it was. I turned and saw this sweet faced guy with a mop of unruly dirty blond hair in curls that framed his face so that he looked like a painting of some woodland spirit. His bare chest adorned with tattoos and around his neck he wore a six pointed star, a pentagram and he took me in his arms and swept up and began to clumsily but enthusiasticly kiss me. I grew hard in his arms and we ground our hips into each other there in the cool night air.

A blanket spread beneath us, it was not long before he lay with his legs spread and I entered his tight ass. The moon light bathed him in a strange muted orange glow and his eyes reflected that light. I fucked him with wild abandon while his hands reached up and grabbed at my biceps. I threw my head back for a second, catching a glimpse of that monstrous moon that hung over head and then I looked down and over and saw that Stu and Mitch were double fucking some guy near the bonfire. The site of them going at it with this other guy filled me with so many conflicted feelings; it also made me more excited so that when I turned my attention back to Fred, or Ed, I saw that I was pounding him so hard now that he and I were pretty much off edge of the blanket and on the cool damp grass. He said, "Oh man this is so fucking awesome", and I agreed it was.

Just then someone came and crouched down by us. It was Andy. His cock was stiff and dripping, I looked over and smiled at my old friend and he leaned over and kissed me on the mouth. I motioned to Fred, or Ed's ass and said, "Want some, bro?" and then let the little stud take over. He power fucked Fred, or Ed and frankly I don't think the hippie had any idea that somebody new was doing him. I stayed with them for a few minutes just digging the scene and then strolled over to the barn where I found Chris, ever the Alpha Male, fucking the brains out of some guy on the sling. I did not go in the barn, instead I just watched as Chris did his lust dance-watching while his body moved in that strange way it did when he was getting off. I stroked my own cock while doing the voyeur thing and then I was joined by Dog who was standing next to me. From the barn's diffused light I could make out his face, movie star like in it's perfection, his hair auburn and just the faintest trace of facial hair at his chin. We kissed and groped each other and he got down on his knees and began to suck me off. I rested my hands on his head and pulled him to me and felt as his fingers traced the outline of my ass while he blew me. Once again, I through my head back and saw that moon it was so bright and it seemed so big - was it really that big all of the time?

Dog stopped and stood up and we kissed again and then I dropped to my knees to give him head. His cock tasted like honey, really like it had been dipped in something sweet. I made my tongue flat and let him go in as deep as he could and I reached up with my left arm and grabbed at his left tit and gave it a pinch and he let out an approving sigh and then pulled me off his cock and for the third time we kissed again. This time we just faced each other, our cocks touching and we smiled at each other and he said, "Moon brother" in a soft sensual voice, "Your smile is hiding something", and he was right it was, and I wanted to tell him what I was feeling but before I could say anything he motioned to the barn and to Chris and said, "He's your real soul-brother, you guys have this link, I can feel it..." I shook when he said this and Dog took me in his arms and held me gently and said, "In time, brother, all be well in time", and then he kissed me one more time and said softly, "Go to him, tell him how you really feel", and with that he faded back into the night...

I stood stock still for a second, another of the Jasper men came up to me, a short, wiry guy with a very muscular build, this was the one they called, "Monster", he was naked except for an opened fringe vest and he fished into the pocket of the vest and produced a joint which he lit and then handed to me. I inhaled, deeply, letting the smoke fill my lungs, I felt Monster gently touch my chest, his fingers lightly flicking at my erect nipples; I handed the jay back to him. Monster had a scar on his left cheek it betrayed his pre-hippie life I supposed (a knife fight or something, I never asked). Monster put the joint in his mouth, lit end first and pulled me forward and gave me a power hit. Once more I inhaled the smoke. This time it was hot, it burned my lungs... Monster took the lit joint from his mouth then crushed it out and slipped it back in his vest pocket and said, "Come on, looks liken orgy going on over there", and he pointed to the heap of bodies by the bonfire; asses rising up and down, moans and muffled groans, arms and legs akimbo ... I followed him to the seemingly pulsating mountain of flesh.

At the bonfire mouths and hands and asses were offered around. Someone had grabbed at my cock and I closed my eyes and let myself be pulled into the pile of men. I was on my back, somebody was sucking at my cock and someone else was sucking on my left nipple, a hand was massaging my balls and when I opened my eyes I saw a group of wild creatures, not quite men, not really animals cavorting above and besides me, the fire turning them all into orange skinned daemons ... I felt a cock enter my ass while someone lifted my thighs to meet this lover's dick...I was numb from the pot and yet, at the same time, every nerve in my body seemed to be sparking with some kind of electric spasm. One of the Jasper men, a slim guy with shoulder length hair was fucking me now ... he was good ... I saw Monster kiss him and then I saw Dog standing over me, his cock a silhouette thanks to that bloody moon, I watched his precum drip and I opened my mouth in hopes of catching some of it ... Stu was on his back next to me and Mitch was fucking him ... Andy and Fred , or Ed, were standing next to the guy fucking me ... Andy moved and sat on my chest, his cock stiff, and he played with my nipples some and then laid across me and filled my mouth with his cock ... I sucked my buddy off and he moaned in grateful appreciation, and then we all moved, like some kind of mini quake had occurred and I was lifted up and someone was kissing me and holding me around the waist and I found myself kneeling over the raised ass of Mitch and I plunged my cock into his tight, hard ass and secretly felt much delight when the bastard cried out in pain ... and some one was next to me and I turned and saw it was Chris, his thick dark curly hair slicked back into something of a pompadour, and he was fucking Stu, and Stu was crying out also and Chris kept slapping his ass, and the crack sound it made whenever he did this echoed through the night. All around us the others were doing the same. All of these beautiful men fucking each other and the light of Diana high above, the mute witness to this pagan celebration of Halloween Night.

Chris leaned over and kissed me and then told me to pull out and switch with him and I did, and now I was fucking Stu while he took care of Mitch. I followed my buddy's lead and we kept it up even when they screamed, and they did scream, we fucked them even harder and when we came it was at the same time and I think I might have howled, head straight up at that moon when I did and Chris might have done the same thing and when we finished, our seed deep inside our two prone partners, we feel into each others arms and we kissed and we kissed and we kissed...

Like drunken sailors we helped each other up and pulled back from the orgy which was still going on; the Jasper guys were now taking turns at Stu and Mitch's upturned asses and Andy was off to the side wrapped in the arms of Fred, or Ed. Chris led me away and as we moved on I saw Dog look up from the pile of men and he gave me a smile and winked and mouthed, "Moon brother" again...

We found a couple of blankets in the barn and wrapped ourselves up in them and walked over to a clearing in the field and made ourselves comfortable. Then we lay together looking up at that moon and said nothing eventually we feel asleep in each others arms...