Wolf

Of Boys and Sex, vol. III

Ten - nine for now - Short Stories

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Little Orphan Danny

1

I noticed that within a week Robert was having some of his men friends over for dinner and many times they would stay the night. I noticed that his friends slept with him and would be there for breakfast in the morning. I was too naïve to suspect anything was going on.

One night I got up to go to the bathroom and went past Robert's room. The door was ajar and I could see the two men in bed in each other's arms kissing. I knew it was wrong to be watching, but for some reason I was unable to stop. They were taking turns going down on each other sucking their thing. After a lot of moaning and heavy breathing, the other man rolled over and said, "Fuck me, fuck me!" and Robert put his long thing in the man's bottom and started pushing it in, and then back out. He did this to the other man for a long time. There breathing got louder and louder, then a few oh God's a little howling and then he slumped on top of the man, then in a little while there was some passionate kissing, and when they got up, I ran to my bedroom.

As I lay in bed thinking of what I witnessed, I remembered what a rush it had given me and how I enjoyed watching. I laid there playing with my small thing which seemed to prolong that feeling. A little later I tried to insert my finger into my poop hole. I fell asleep without climaxing.

That night was a real thrill for me, the next time Robert had one of his friends over I sneaked to his door and slightly open it, so I could enjoy myself watching. All seemed to be going well with my watching until, one night I wanted to open the door a little wider and it made a squeaking noise, both Robert and his friend looked my way and I guess the both noticed me and I bolted back to my bedroom and jumped into my bed and tried to pretend I was asleep, but a few moments later Robert walked in flinging my door open pulled my pillow out from under my head and in a loud whisper said, "What the hell do you think you were doing?"

I opened my eyes, and he was right next to my bed stark naked with his long thing hanging right there. I was mesmerized I could not take my eyes off it. Again Robert asked the same question and I responded by saying "watching."

"Watching????" he repeated.

I just nodded my head.

"How long have you been watching?" he asked.

"Tonight or the other times?"

He asked, "You have been watching the other times too!" Then he looked up and mumbled, "Jesus Christ."

By this time the other man was at the door also naked chuckling, and I still was unable to take my eyes of Robert's long thing. I had all I could do to keep from reaching out and taking hold of it. As Robert turned to leave he told me to stay in bed and go to sleep. I heard his friend say to Robert as they returned to the bedroom. "You should let him watch, he could learn a few things that would do him some good." I said to myself I am still going to watch whenever I can, I was hooked on it and I wanted to hold one of those big things.

The next morning I was called down to breakfast by Robert. The two of them were already eating. I sat down at the table, said, "Good morning."

Robert's friend said, "I am James. Good morning." holding out his hand for me to shake. I took it and he said, "It's nice to meet you."

We ate and made small talk with no mention of the events of the night before. Robert got up and put his dishes in the sink and said, "I'm headed up to shower and get dressed."

James said, "I'll be up shortly." When Robert had left James toughed my shoulder and said, "So you like to watch?"

I said without a blink, "Yes I do!"

He said, "That is the second best thing to do. How does it make you feel?"

I told him, "It makes my thingy feel good."

He chuckled and said, "thingy? what's that?"

I rubbed my crotch and said, "My pee thingy!"

He said, "That's a Cock, Dick or penis!" Then he surprised me and said, "Show me!"

I stood up and pulled down my PJ's, and showed him.

He said, "That's about the right size for a young man your age. Robert and I noticed your eyes were glued on his cock. We talked about it, but Robert is more into sticking his cock in my love hole. Would you like to see my cock?"

I said, "YES please!"

He opened his white robe and moved his legs from under the table as he opened them wide. I looked and it was about 6" [15 cm] long lying limp on the chair seat. He picked it up and began to stroke it. "You like cocks don't you?"

"Yes!" I said.

"Would you like to touch it?" he asked.

Without saying a word I reached out and cupped it with my right hand. "It's growing!" I said.

James said, "Yes it likes to be touched. Why don't you kiss it?"

So I leaned over and kissed the end with the hole.

"Keep kissing it! He said, Keep stroking it!"

It was really getting big now.

"You like it don't you?"

"Yes!" I said.

"Well, let go and lick its head!' he said.

I did with long licking strokes, and I noticed it was getting very wet. It tasted really good.

James then pulled it away and said, "That's enough, I am getting too worked up."

I did not want to stop, my own cock was hard, and this was much better than just watching. James got up and said, "I'm going up for a shower", and left.

I felt really good licking his cock and now having to stop left me kind 'a down.

After they both left the house, I could not think of anything except how James cock looked and felt like in my hand. It was a thrill licking his cock. The skin felt so soft and nice. I went up to Robert's room and lay on his unmade bed. I took my PJ's off and rolled around naked, smelling his scent and that of James. On the other side some magazines were laying on the floor. There were naked men on the cover, inside were photos of men having sex; Kissing and putting their cocks in the poop holes, sucking and licking hard cocks. This really got me worked up and made my little penis grow very hard. I really was attracted to the photos of men licking other men's poop hole. I wondered how it tasted, that excited me as much as sucking a man's cock. I thought I had better get up and clean up the dishes from breakfast and clean the kitchen before Robert came got home.

Robert got home about 4:30 and told me that James would be over later, He said, "He was going up to shower and shave."

This was my chance I went up to my room and waited until I heard him go into the bathroom. I strip down naked, and went to the bathroom door where I peeked through the keyhole. He was naked standing at the sink, but I could not see his cock he finished shaving and turned to turn on the shower, when the water was right he stepped in. This was my chance I opened the door and walked in.

Robert said, "Well what can I do for you?"

I said, "I wanted to take a shower with you!

He motion for me to enter and said, "Come on in!"

I stepped in with him. He looked down and noticed I was staring at his cock. He said, "That's just what you were doing last night weren't you?"

I said, "Yes!" as the warm water ran down off the end of that nice cock I reached up and took a hold of it. Robert did not flinch. He did ask, "What do you think you are doing?"

I said, "I want to lick it!"

He was silent and pushed his hips forward. I looked up at him and he smiled back. I lifted his cock up to my mouth and kissed it a number of times just as James had instructed me to do. While I started to stroke it, I licked the pee hole. I was in cock-suckers heaven.

Robert told me to open my mouth and he slid his cock in past my lips. I leaned forward taking it to the back of my mouth. Robert placed his hands on top of my head and started slowly moving his cock back and forth. I could hear a slight moan as he was stroking faster. "That feels good!" he said and it went on for some time as my mouth began to water. He pulled his cock out and bent over and kissed me on my mouth and pushed his tongue in as deep as his cock had been. He squatted down to my level and whispered to me, "That felt very nice!!! Danny I want you to call me Daddy from now on! Baby what would you like to do now?"

Without pausing a second I said, "I want to lick your poop hole!"

Robert was a little shocked, but he said, "That's easy but we call it a man pussy!" With that he stood up, turned around bent over, and spread his cheeks, fully exposing his puckered man pussy. I looked at it for a few seconds before leaning in with my tongue started to lick and kiss it. I could feel shockwaves go through my whole body.

Daddy said, "That's good your doing fine. Now slide your finger in slowly!"

I did what he told me. I could not get it in very far, but I could feel my finger touching something inside. I thought that it must be poop, and I removed my finger. I noticed the tip of my and nail had a small amount of poop on it. "Look Daddy, what I found!"

Daddy said, "It is daddy's shit!"

I looked close at it closely, and then just put in my mouth and sucked it off. Daddy saw me do it and said, "Oh my GOD. That is so hot baby boy!"

It did not taste bad, a little bitter and I noticed Daddy stroking his cock hard as he said, "Do it again for your daddy!"

I inserted my finger in his man pussy and this time I really dug into it slowly pulled it out, before I held it up for Daddy to see it and then put it into my mouth again. That seemed to really excite Daddy because he was really pumping his hard cock and fast. He turned to me and told me, "Open your mouth!" As soon as I did he pushed his cock in my mouth. He started to moan louder and his started pumping some creamy stuff into my throat. That stuff was gagging me.

Daddy yelled, "Swallow fast!!!"

I tried my best, but I was unable to keep up with the flow. It ran down my cheeks and out over his cock and hand. He told me, "Lick off all the white stuff! It is called cum. You will learn to love it, and Daddy's shit too."

The play in the shower was a turning point in my life. It opened a new world of fun for me. That night when James came over, Daddy must have told James what I had done because I was invited to shower with both of them. The first thing that happened was James started to kiss my mouth and putting his tongue deep in my throat. Daddy was sticking his tongue into my ear and whispering that James had a treat for me. James stood up and placed his haft hard cock head into my open mouth.

Daddy whispered, "James is going to give you a special treat. You should drink it down."

Just as he said that a large stream of hot piss filled my mouth and I tried to swallow it as fast as I was able, but the flow was overwhelming me and the overflow went down my chin. I could hear James moaning and my Daddy kept whispering how well I was doing while stroking his hard cock. When the stream trickled to a stop, I started sucking his now very hard cock. It seemed to make both of them very happy. I gleamed with pride. We finished the shower and both of them helped to dry me off, while telling me that there was lots of more fun coming in the bedroom. All three of us was naked all three of us lay in Daddy's bed with me in the middle. Daddy and James started tongue kissing each other, right above my head. As I watched them sliding their tongues back and forth in each other's mouth, I took hold of their hard cocks and stroked them slowly. Both of them started moaning and the slurping got louder. Daddy moved his hand to my little balls, while James took my little erect cock between his fingers and stroked it. Daddy moved his finger to my butt and located my little hole. I spread my legs open giving Daddy full access to my little puckered hole. Daddy pushed his finger as if he wanted to enter me, then moved his finger to my lips. I opened my mouth knowing he wanted me to wet it for him, so I did soak it with my spit. Daddy returned his finger to my puckered hole and began to work it in. As it entered, it hurt a bit, but I wiggled my butt trying to get it deeper. I was feeling his finger go all the way in, It felt so good, I was moaning. I could feel their cocks drip liquid on my thumbs and I thought it was pee drops, but it seemed more silky and thicker. I put them to my mouth and licked it off. It tasted much better than piss.

Daddy's finger was working around inside of my love hole, like I had done to is love hole that afternoon. He must have found some because when he removed his finger he showed it to James. He said, "Watch this." he moved his finger under my nose. I could see that his finger had a coating with my boy poop. I could smell it before I took in a deep snort of it. I raised my head and took daddy's finger in my mouth and started to suck it. I run my tongue around the finger to get it all of the stuff off and swallowed it. I could hear James saying, "Wow that's so hot!!!" as he started stroking his own cock. Daddy told James, "You try it!"

James wet his own finger and located my boy hole, before slowly inserted his finger deep inside me, working it around and locating more poop quickly removing his finger, and putting it to my mouth. I started to lick it first like a fudge sickle, then taking it into my mouth, cleaning it like I did Daddy's.

James said, "Wow again, I think you have a little shit piss pig here. He seems to love it."

Daddy said, "Soon we will see how much he can eat. We will see if he still loves it!"

James put his mouth to daddies and they were tongue kissing again. I felt so great that I was pleasing them so much. I rolled over and took Daddy's rock hard cock deep into my mouth to suck on it hard. After a while, I heard James ask Daddy, "When do you think you will take his cherry?"

Daddy said, "Right now, no need to wait. Get the lube and grease him up good." Daddy pulled me off his cock, and kissed me on the forehead as he said, "You love your Daddy, don't you?"

I said, "Oh yes, daddy!"

He said, "You want to give Daddy your cherry don't you?"

I asked, "What is my cherry?"

He said, "I want to put his cock where my finger has been in your love hole!"

"Yes! I do want that just like you did it to James, Daddy, will it hurt?"

"Very much the first time, but in a short time it will feel, oh so good you'll see!"

"Yes, Daddy, please do it to me. I want your cock in me."

James returned with a can of some white cream and told me to lie on my tummy, on top of him between his legs. I did and he pulled me up to his face. Daddy spread my legs, while James applied a lot of the cream to my love hole. He stuck one finger into me, then easing in another. That really hurt. James said, "Now now easy boy, the pain will subside in a moment." James eased another in and it hurt twice as much. I let out a scream while starting to cry. I begged them to stop! "Please!"

Daddy said, "You're my big man now. I want you to stop crying. I love you and you will thank me when it is over, you'll see."

James was stroking my hair saying, "There, there be Daddy's big boy. We all had gone through this."

The pain started to fade into pleasure, as Daddy's three fingers worked slowly in and out of my hole. I started to move my butt up as he worked in deeper. The tears started drying on my face, I rubbed my eyes. James put his finger under my chin, and lifted my face to his, so he could kiss my lips. After a few moments he slipped his tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it. We all stayed this way until Daddy slowly removed his fingers from my ass and began to rub his cock head up and down in between my very tender ass cheeks. Then he stopped at my somewhat numb pucker hole.

Daddy said, "I love you son!"

James reached down and parted my ass cheeks, so Daddy could begin to ease forward as my pucker opened to his cock head. He held it there for a few seconds as the pain started again. Then he eased off before he moved in a little deeper, allowing the pain to rise and fall until his cock head popped into me. "Is that feeling better?" Daddy asked.

"Yes I think so, Daddy." I said.

Again after a few moments, Daddy started to drive it deeper, and I was getting a very full feeling the deeper it went in. James was rubbing my back and saying, "Your gon'a love this and want it all the time, believe me. I was not really sure right at that moment, but the deeper Daddy's cock went into me it started to feel better and better. At last Daddy was all the way in. I could feel his cock hairs pressing tightly against my butt. Daddy whispered in my ear, "Your love hole feels so good to me and I love you."

I felt very glad I was giving my Daddy so much pleasure. After a while, Daddy stared pulling his cock out, I pleaded, "Please stay in me!"

Daddy shoved his cock forward again. He said, "That's how I fuck you in and out."

After that reassurance I felt better. I relaxed while he fucked my ass. Daddy was fucking me, in and out in and out. It was feeling really wonderful. I didn't want it ever to end. This went on for some time then daddy began to go a little faster and faster, it seemed Daddy's cock was getting bigger little by little and Daddy's breathing got heaver and faster. "Your Daddy is gon'a cum boy!"

James said, "This is the best part. Tell your daddy you love him and you want his seed deep inside you!"

"OH yes, Daddy, I love you!"

With that Daddy tensed up and let out a grown along with a kept yell, "YES-YES-YESSSSSS!"

I could feel Daddy squirting load after load deep inside me. It felt sooo good I didn't want it to stop. Daddy fell on top of me and kept kissing my neck over and over. We just laid there for what seemed to be forever. I felt Daddy's shrinking inside of me. It was causing me to get an empty feeling inside me. Daddy finally rolled off me and his cock pulled out of my butt. I rolled over on him and started to lick his messy cock coated with his creamy cum and just a bit of my ass flavoring. What a treat is was and I got to savor every drop. life was going to be great for me from now on.

2

The next morning as I awoke I felt someone playing with my cock. As the fog cleared from my head, I was looking into James' eyes as he said, "Good morning you little sleepy head."

All I said was, "Morning" as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

James asked, "Did you have a good time last night?"

As I stretched my arm out and with a yawn said, "It was wonderful! Where is Daddy?"

James said, "He left for work, some time ago." He leaned over and kissed me on the lips.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. Both of us were still naked. James slipped his hand down to include my balls in his grasp. As we continued to kiss his finger sought out my sore asshole. I could not help but recoil a little as he stuck his finger in and out of my throbbing asshole.

James asked, "Still a little tender?"

"YES, a little!" I responded.

He ran his finger in deep and worked it around, saying "You're still full of your Daddy's seed."

I let out a satisfied moan as I slid my tongue into James' parted lips. James removed his finger from my ass and told me, "Taste this" and put the cum coated finger into my mouth. I sucked his finger clean. It had a strong flavor of not only Dad's cum but the lingering flavor of my own anal canal. I loved it. James returned his finger to my love hole, while he passionately tongue kissed me again. This time when he removed his cum coated finger he smeared it on his nipples, telling me, "Suck the cum from my nipples!"

I was thrilled to suck his nipples, as I took his hard right nipple into my mouth and began to such. I wrapped my hand around his half hard cock and slowly started sucking on it. I moved my mouth to the left nipple as soon as I had sucked all traces from the right nipple. I could feel his massive cock getting harder in my hand. It was not long before James placed his hands on top of my head and pushed my head downward.

I could see his large mushroom shape with a glistening drop of pre-cum growing larger from his pee slit. I extended my tongue to lick up that taste morsel, to taste its sweet flavor. When I opened my mouth and rapped my lips around it I could hear James moan from deep in his throat. He was still holding my head with both hands as he thrust his hips forward forcing his cock deep into my mouth until the mushroom reached the back of my throat. I gagged as the cock touched the back of my throat. I struggled to pull my head back, but he held me firm until I was gasping for air before he released me.

That allowed me to breathe before he began to move his cock in and out of my mouth with a slow rhythm. I truly loved sucking his cock. It gave both of us pleasure. James fucked my mouth for what seemed like a long time. It was a slow in and out motion that induced moans of pleasure from both of us. Without warning James removed his now rock hard cock, and pulled me up to him and said, "You are a sweet little cocksucker. Did you enjoy that as much I did?"

"Oh yes I did! I said I could do that for hours."

We began tongue kissing again while James was caressing my small butt cheeks. He rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. My stiff little cock was flat on his belly and he pulled my knees up along his sides, which spread my ass wide open for him. James reached around my hip and took hold of his raging boner and rubbed the head up and down the crack of my ass. Each time the mushroom passed the opening of my love hole it gave me a thrill, which I could feel coursing through my body.

I whispered, "I want you in me!"

"You want me to fuck you?" James asked. He pressed the head of his cock against the little pucker.

"Yes! I pleaded, Please fuck me!" as I pushed me butt backwards against his cock head. I could feel it trying to stretch the opening of my ass.

"You really want it in you! Don't you?" he asked.

"Yes Oh Yes please, please!" I said, as I pushed backwards harder. I wanted that wonderful full feeling that Daddy had given me last night. "Fuck me like Daddy did!"

James asked, "What would you do for me if I fuck you?"

I said, "Anything you want! Just put it in me. PLEASE!"

With that James placed his hand on my hips and forced me down as he rammed his cock up and it was buried deep into my hungry love hole, sending a sharp shock of pain through my small body. James held me down on his hard cock. I whimpering as he whispered in my ear, "Lie still and the pain will subside and become pleasure as it had last night."

He was right. James slowly started moving his cock in and out of me and the pain did turn to joy. James asked over and over, "Does that feel good?" as he stroked his long cock in and out of my ass. We even pulled my head down so that we could tongue kiss while he was fucking my ass. I was well lubed by Daddies cum from the night before. I could hear the gushing sound of the liquid seeping out around the base of James' cock with each stroke. I could smell the pungent odor of cum filling the room as it worked its way out of my bowel to cover James' balls.

James wanted to change positions with me. He wanted me on the bottom. He held onto my ass as he sat up and then twisted our bodies around so that he could place me on my back. I clung to his shoulders as he made the maneuver. When I was lowered onto my back I lifted my legs up into the air and wrapped them around his hips. James was on top of me with his cock still buried in my ass. I told him, "That was a cool maneuver."

He hardly missed a beat as he continued pile driving his cock into my ass. He took hold of my legs and pulled them up to his shoulders forcing me to curl up in a ball, elevating my butt up so that my asshole was vertical. My weight was resting on my shoulders and neck. He was resting he weight on his toes as he locked his legs so that he could drive his cock as deep into my ass as he could. I could tell by his breathing that he was getting close to filling my ass with his cum. While I was waiting for him to fill me with his cum like Daddy had last night, James stopped fucking me and pulled his cock out of my ass. I felt an empty feeling and cold air rush in to fill the void. He moved his body farther over my body and he stroked his wet cock. My legs relaxed and was allowed to fall back onto the bed. He grabbed a hand full of my hair as he yelled me, "Open wide, I want to feed you some cum."

He was pulling my head up, as I opened my mouth as much as I could as I stuck out my tongue. He placed the mushroom head of his cock right on my tongue. He said in a horse whisper, "Suck it, and take all of it into your little whore of a mouth. I hardly lifted my head up to swallow it when he filled my mouth with the first squirt of cum. I swallowed as it splashed against the back of my throat. Another squirt followed even before I could swallow the first. "Swallow it boy!" he hissed.

I was swallowing as fast as I could but cum was coming too fast for me to keep up with it. James shoved his cock deep into my mouth forcing the knob past my throat, blocking my ability to breathe. Cum was forced out of the rim of my mouth around his cock. I felt more cum being squirted down my throat. It was a wonderful feeling to be able to please James so much. When he withdrew his cock I licked his cock and balls clean, just to taste his cum. James slumped over my head driving his cock back into my mouth as it slowly softened.

James said in a low voice, "That was the best fuck and blowjob I've had in a long time. You are going to make a lot of cocks happy."

After some time James rolled off of my head and sat up on the edge of the bed as he said, "Let's take a shower and get something to eat."

We showered together, James made sure my asshole was clean. I could not help but admire James' cock because even soft it was more than 6-inches [15 cm] long. I got an idea in my head and knelt in front of him under the spray of water to take the soft cock into my mouth again. As I took hold o it James said, "You can't get enough of it can you?"

I smiles up at him and wrapped my mouth around that big head and tried to stick my tongue into his piss hole. I pulled back and kissed it when he flinched before putting it back in my mouth. James moaned as he started getting hard again. James said, "I have a little something for you. Open wide boy."

I was a little puzzled by the comment but I opened my mouth as wide as possible. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and wrapped his hand around the shaft before he let go with a stream of golden pee. He filled my mouth with the salty tasting liquid. I closed my eyes as I swallowed the liquid and the spray of liquid splashed against my face. "Come on, Danny open your mouth and drink it like a man!" he yelled.

I opened my mouth wide again, and started swallowing as fast as I could. I thought it was beginning to taste like warm 'Gator Aid"

I was having all kinds of fun with Daddy and James, and it was getting easier for me to get fucked by both of them. I loved sucking cock and drinking their piss. Then they told me that the two of them had to go to San Francisco for a week. They told me that I could not come with them. They had made arrangements for me to stay with a friend of theirs.

His name was Mr. Holmes and his 15-year old son, named Tommy. Daddy helped me pack enough clothes for the week. He also drove me across town to Mr. Holmes home, on the way there Daddy told me Mr. Holmes and Tommy would probably want to play with me. I was to do everything they told me.

I had never met them before and was filled with curiosity about what they looked like and what they would want to do with me.

When we arrived and I was inside Mr. Holmes told me that it was nice to finally meet me. He told me that my father had told him a lot about me. I was a little embarrassed, as I wondered what Daddy had told him about me. Mr. Holmes called out for his son to join us. Tommy was a nice looking guy with long blond hair and a thin build. He had a feminine appearance about him.

I said my goodbyes to my father with clinging hugs and kisses before he left. After he closed the door behind him, I was left standing there with Mr. Holmes hand resting on my shoulder. Tommy took my duffle bag from my hand, and led me to an extra bedroom where he tossed the bag on the bed. They showed me around their home and I helped prepare dinner. After dinner I helped Tommy wash dishes.

Tommy told me, "My father wants you to join him in the living-room." He went to his own bedroom while I headed towards the living-room. Mr. Holmes was sitting in the leather recliner that was obviously his chair. He was totally naked and was stroking his half hard cock. He was a large man with a pot belly. His body was covered with a lot of dark hair. The thick mat of hair on his chest was turning gray. I stood in the doorway talking in the sight.

He said, "It's time to get naked boy! I have your dessert for you!"

I knew what he was talking about, and wasted no time disrobing. I lay down across the leg support of his chair between his spread legs. I wrapped my hand around the base of that massively thick cock. It was not as long as Dad's or James' but it looked like it was twice as thick as theirs. When he was the look on my face, he smiles at me. I began to kiss the head of that big dribbling cock. The foreskin did not cover the knob completely but it was very thick. As my lips touched the wet knob I could taste his pre-cum. It had a different taste from Dad's and James.

He moved his butt closer to the edge of the seat and placed his big meaty hands on the back of my head. I was still licking the pre-cum from the knob, when he forced the massive knob into my mouth. I felt like my jaw could not open any wider as that fat cock filled my mouth. When I felt a long spurt of piss slash against the back of my throat, I gagged a little before I was able to swallow it.

He was laughing as he said, "Does it taste pretty good?"

I tried to respond but my mouth was full. The only way I could show my approval was to stroke his balls for him. I continued to suck on his cock as hard as I could. Judging from the moaning being emitted from Mr. Holmes' mouth, he was enjoying my efforts. I never measured the diameter of his cock, but I am sure it was close to six inches around. My face was buried in that thick mat of graying pubic hair above his cock, when I heard him declare, "Oh here comes my little Tammy. What do you think of her Danny?"

I had to lift my head up and let go of that monstrous cock to be able to turn my head to see Tommy, or as Mr. Holmes had called him Tammy.

He had his long blond hair pulled back into a ponytail on each side of his head. He has on eyelashes, eye shadow, bright lipstick, and rouge on his cheeks. He had on a red bra that exposed his nipples. (I had not noticed just how large his breasts were when he was dressed as a boy.) He had on tight little red panties. They were cutting into his flesh. There was an equally small red garter-belt holding up dark fine fishnet nylons and black stiletto high heeled sling pumps. When I saw him I could not even make out a bulge of a cock in the panties. Later I found out that his cock and balls were pulled back and stuffed between the cheeks of his ass. I was amazed how much he looked like a teenage girl. I figured I had better think of him as a girl.

Mr. Holmes asked me if I liked her. I had to admit that she was very attractive. I had never seen anything like that before. None of Daddies and James' gay photographs and magazines had anything like Tammy in them.

Mr. Homes said, "Come over here Tammy and show Danny how you suck big men's cocks. I moved back from the leg rest and knelt on the floor. Tammy took my place, and took that massive cock into her mouth like it belonged in her. It dawned on me that it did belong there. She took a few deep sucks as she swallowed that monstrous cock, and she made some gagging sounds deep in her throat, while I saw her neck swell up. I knew that she had swallowed that cock. Her nose and lips were pressed against the dark gray pubic hair. I could not believe that she was able to get that thick cock down her throat. She was working her head around driving that thing deeper down her throat.

I was thinking, Wow, I want to learn to do that too. Tammy pulled back and started sucking him normally. She bobbed her head up and down 5 or six times before she shoved her head back down on the cock, swallowing it as deep as before. She wiggled her head around to force her head even farther down on that shaft again. Her Daddy had hold of her two ponytails as he rammed his hips up to bury his cock even deeper in her throat. Mr. Holmes had his head lying against the back of his recliner moaning his approval of her efforts. When he recovered he pushed Tammy's head away as he sat up. He said, "We have a guest this week, and Danny is being left out. You need to welcome out little guest properly Tammy."

She sat up on the footrest and turned to face me. It was a good thing his father was so heavy or the chair would have tilted over. Tammy and I were face to face. Her face was so close that all I could see was her eyes. She smiled at me and then gave me a kind 'a crooked snarl of a smile, as if she was planning something wicked. She grabbed me by my ears and planted a kiss on my lips, as she drove her tongue deep into my mouth. I began to suck on her sweet tongue. It still had the taste of her father's cock in her mouth. She pulled back and cleared her throat, and spit a luggy into my mouth. She smiled at me before she planted another tongue kiss on me. She worked her tongue around the slime inside my mouth.

Mr. Holmes told Tammy enough of that. Get your hassock set up. She got up and retrieved a small padded box covered with leather. She placed it on the floor in front of her father. Mr. Holmes patted it and told me to lie on my back with my head hanging over the cushion.

Tammy helped me get it right. Then Mr. Holmes told Tammy to assume her position. She smiles at me as she stood over my head and rolled down her panties. She reached between her legs to pull her 6-inch [15 cm] boy clit out from between her legs. She stroked it a few times as she knelt over my head and rubbed it against my lips. As I opened my mouth she slid her clit deep into my mouth. I could smell and taste where her clit had been resting until she pulled it out. She began to fuck my mouth. I was enjoying the action of her fucking my mouth, when her father told her, "Danny loves hot piss! Can you give him a drink?"

Tammy said, "Oh, yes!" with that she pulled her boy clit out and held it between her fingers and said, "Open wide little man!"

The head of her boy clit was resting on my lips as a few little dribbles of pee started to trickle out of the opening, before she let go with a heavy stream into my mouth. I tried to keep up with the flow, unsuccessfully. There was no way I could keep up with the flow. I loved the salty flavor, but some flowed out of my mouth.

Mr. Holmes stood over us, enjoying the sight as he stroked his massive cock. He told Tammy, "Now let Danny tongue your boy pussy for me."

Tammy was finished peeing in my mouth, so she moved her hips foreword until her asshole was right over my mouth. I licked her asshole, and stuck my tongue deep into it. I made my mouth water, so that I could moisten her asshole as much as possible for her daddy. Her smooth white butt spread over my mouth almost smothering me while I tongued her ass. Her balls were resting on my nose, and her cock was slapping my forehead. I loved the earthy taste of her asshole.

My own cock was getting painfully hard. Tammy even bent over and took my cock into her mouth. At one point Mr. Holmes said, "That's enough, my cock needs to get in there."

Tammy leaned forward, away from my tongue. That allowed her father to straddle me and guide his fat cock into the pink asshole. My head was right under them. I watched as the fat cock entered that tight pink boy pussy. Mr. Holmes hairy balls were rubbing against my lips. I could not resist licking the hairy sack. It did not take long before cum came seeping out of that tight ass and dribbling all over my face. Mr. Holmes pulled that monstrous cock out of Tammy's ass and wiped it all over my face before I opened my mouth to lick the thing clean.

When Mr. Holmes got up is when Tammy slid backwards to insert her clit into my mouth. She fucked my face until she deposited her own load of cum in my mouth. When she was finished she stood up and helped me to me feet. Mr. Holmes announced that it was bedtime, and added that I could sleep with Tammy tonight. Tammy led me by my hand to his room. I must say I didn't expect to see what her bedroom looked like.

The bedroom was very feminine looking and smelled of perfume and power. The walls were painted a rose-pink. The furniture was a light color because the oak had been pickled. There was a long dresser with a huge vanity mirror and brass wire back chair. The bed was a four poster with a full canopy. There was pink mosquito netting drawn back to expose the pink comforter and pink satin sheets. Tammy told me to make myself comfortable while she got ready for bed.

I sat on the cool satin sheets and studied the room. The red lights over head gave the room a rosy glow. When Tammy came back into the room she had washer her face and let her hair down. She approached me and when she kissed my mouth I tasted the minty flavor of her toothpaste.

I could not help but think about what my breath must and mouth must smell and taste like.

Tammy sat on the edge of the bed next to me, while she bent over and removed her sling pumps. Then she unfastened the garter-belt from her stockings and listed her leg up one at a time to roll the nylons up her legs and free of her feet. She unfastened the garter-belt and held out her arm before dropping it on the floor. The last item to remove was the bra. She reached behind her back and unhooked it. When she removed it I could not believe just how large they were. Her tits were as large as most young teenage girls. I could not resist reaching out and feeling one of them.

Tammy gently placed her hand over mine and held my hand against her tit. She told me, "I have been on hormone therapy for years now. I am planning on getting breast implants as soon as I graduate from high school. I get enough heat for looking so much like a girl as it is. I avoid undressing for physical education by being a drummer in the matching band. I have to tape down my tits while at school. I don't plan on staying in this redneck town when I get out of school."

I asked, "What are you going to do with this?" as I placed my other hand on her package.

Tammy chucked, "I intend to keep my clit. I have heard too many stories about transsexuals losing all sexual feeling after having their cocks turned inside out to make a pussy. Besides I do love getting it in the backdoor boy pussy."

I felt his cock stiffen in my hand. I kissed her lips and asked her, "Does your clit want a little boy pussy too?"

Tammy chucked as she pulled me backwards onto her bed. I turned my back to her and lifted my leg to give her full access to my ass. She pulled and shook her head to her blond hair away from her face while she got down and licked my asshole before she spit on my asshole and drove some of the spittle into my asshole. Then she cuddled up against my back and guided her clit into my ass. She fucked me with a slow rocking motion back and forth. She stared rocking back and forth slowly for a long time. It was a warm summer's night. The windows were open and there was a cross breeze cooling the room a little. I could hear the buzz incest's outdoors. Tammy had closed the mosquito netting to insure we would not be disturbed. As she got closer to her climax, the speed of her rocking increases. Then she grabbed my hip, as she pulled me to her she forced her clit deep into my ass and let go. I felt the warm liquid being squirted into my ass. It was very satisfying. After a long night of sex I was tired and ready for sleep. In the morning several things woke me up.

The first thing was the pressure in my bladder. The second thing was the smell of the unfamiliar room and the silky feeling of the satin sheets, the warmth of the attractive teenager. When I stirred I must have woken up Tammy sure looked like Tommy with that boner sticking up in the air. I almost laughed as I turned around and placed my body over his waist so that I could study that marvelous clit that was a very nice looking cock. I could smell her perfumed body and his cock still smelled of the inside of my ass. I was just starting to suck it when Tammy pushed me away and ran for the bathroom. I heard the sound of pee splashing in the porcelain thrown.

I remembered just how full my bladder was. I followed her into the bathroom and when she finished I took her place and relieved myself. We were laughing as we stood next to each other brushing our teeth. Then the house was filled with the unmistakable aroma of fresh coffee, toast and bacon made our stomachs grumble.

Tammy told me, "Go ahead, I will make the bed and follow you."

I heard my bare feet slapping the hardwood floor as I paraded towards the kitchen. Mr. Holmes was finishing up breakfast. He had a white apron on but his plump ass was sticking out for me to see. It was almost comical to see the hairy naked man with an apron covering his big fat boner.

When Tammy joined us she had her makeup on. We settled down to consume a large breakfast before Tammy and I did the dishes. When we were done we joined her dad in the living room. There was a large padded footstool placed in the middle of the room. Nylons were ties to the four wooden legs of the stool. The two of them draped me face down over the stool, and tied my thighs and upper arms to the stool. When I was properly restrained they greased up my asshole. Mr. Holmes applied a generous amount of the grease to his cock. I was sweating because I knew what was coming and was terrified by the size of that monstrous cock. I could not believe that thing could possibly fit in my ass.

Mr. Holmes knelt behind me and placed one hand on the small of my back as he guided his cock towards my asshole. I was whimpering in terrible pain as that thing stretched me open. I could not believe it when I felt his body pressing tightly against my butt. He was all the way in me. He let me get used to the feeling before he started fucking me. Tammy knelt in front of me and presented her clit for me to suck on. There was nothing to do but swallow her clit. I was about to get a cum bath at both ends. The funny thing was I actually squirted a load of cum all over the leather footstool.

The rest of the day was one endless orgy of sex. If they were not fucking me they were fucking each other. I was sure Tammy's ass was as sore as my own. I knew that the rest of the week was going to be one hell of an education. The rest of the week was a constant procession of fucking, sucking, eating, bathing and sleeping. I was never far from one or the other's cock. As soon as one's went flaccid the other had a boner. By the tome Daddy and James got home there would never be a problem taking large cocks in my ass.

The End

#2
Old Las Vegas

Las Vegas still is called Sin City but the City has been infused with a large number of Latter Day Saints. While many Cities in Nevada have legalized prostitution, Vegas actually had laws prohibiting prostitution. That does not mean there is none going on. It does give the police grounds for cleaning the streets to impress the moral right wing. Over the years there has been a concerted effort to clean up the unsavory parts of town.

Twenty years ago the older part of town on the east side was a lot raunchier. The farther east you traveled on Fremont Street from Las Vegas Boulevard the seedier it got. Fremont had been the gambling district before Buggy Segal built the Flamingo a couple of miles south of town on Las Vegas Blvd. By that time The Frontier and Golden Nugget had seen better days. As you traveled east the motels became cheaper. The street was lined with pawn shops, liquor stores and adult entertainment from cheap strip joints to adult book stories.

I brought that up because as a teenager growing up on the edge of town I knew that I was attracted to men rather than women. I had seen the showgirls in the grocery stores and found them repulsive. They always had on too much makeup. Their breast implants and face lifts made them look like plastic dolls. They reeked of perfume that could not mask the smell of their stinking crotches. Being a healthy boy as soon as I reached puberty I had a natural desire to play with my dick constantly, but I fantasized about males I knew.

Older boys in the neighborhood or relatives were the objects of my desires. I had learned that guys that were too obvious about their homosexual desires were ostracized brutally. I kept my desires to myself as a result. Then I heard that the adult book stores had video booth in the back that had a wide variety of porn. I found out they even had gay videos.

There was no charge to enter the stores. Minors were not supposed to pass through the swinging door to the back room where the most explicit porn was on display and the video booths were lined up in rows.

In addition to the rows of video machines were racks of magazines and VHS videos for sale. That was where I got my first look at a HUNG magazine at the age of 15. I could not believe who hard my dick got in my jeans while looking at the pictures of men suck cock and getting fucked in the ass.

I learned that Friday nights were the best times to be there. It was crowded and the clerk was less likely to notice me. I could ride my bike their or run there. Because of the heat I would normally dress lightly in running shorts and a baggy T-shirt or what was called a wife-beater undershirt (sleeveless ribbed undershirt that was popular in the gangster movies in the thirties). I was always sweaty as much from doing something forbidden as from the physical effort to get there.

I hung out around the store until the clerks got to know me and didn't challenge me when I slipped through the swinging door. The first time I entered the back room I was very nervous. I glanced at all of the pictures on the wall next to each door depicted the videos on the machine. My heart was pounding at the prospect of seeing something forbidden or being chased out.

In the back of the room I found several booths that were more or less hidden away. The pictures possessed a lot more gay pictures. Some of the men back there were not happy about seeing me in there. I noticed several men waiting next to booths. I assumed they were waiting their turn to use a booth. In time I noticed that doors were left open and the men at the door were either jacking off or the man inside was reaching out to jack them off while they watched a video.

I found a booth in back and slipped in. I read the sign on the wall that proclaimed that the door was to be locked and only one patron in a booth at a time. I was nervous about leaving the door open, so I closed the bolt. I saw the instructions calling for a quarter to be inserted in the slot that deposited the coin in a box that the store clerk had access to from the outside with a key.

The video machines operated on quarters. In those days you could sit in a booth for two hours for a couple of dollars worth of quarters. I inserted a quarter and flipped through the 6 to 8 video stories on the machine until I found one that caught my eye.

The video that caught my eye was a story about a man that looked like a young businessman with horn rimmed glasses. It looked like he was asleep until the bus reached the end of the line. When he got off of the bus he looked lost. It was dark when he approached a group of four black men. When he asked for directions the men mocked him, with statements that a Casper like him had no business in the hood. They pulled him into and ally where they stripped him of his clothes. The four black men took off their clothes to show off their rock hard bodies and long cocks. Two held his arms while the other one of them made him suck a black cock and the forth one stuck his big cock up that white ass. I watched the complete movie while rubbing my cock. I actually came in my shorts.

After I had become a regular in the back room, the clerks only winked at me. They did alert me if they knew a plainclothes cop was hanging around. When I got the message I would stay in front looking at comics until the cop left. I had to ask them how they knew who they were. They chuckled. They always send in new rookies that look too clean and sometimes they come in pairs while an older cop's teaches the rookies the way around. Besides you can spot a hideout gun. You can even spot a badge on a belt under a loose shirt. After that I could spot one whenever I entered the store.

When I got bolder I started leaving the door unlocked. Some men would open the door and apologies. They never failed to give my cock a look while I was jacking off. Some would stand there and pull out their cocks and jack off for me. One night a guy actually stood there until he squirted cum all over my shoulder and chin. I was hooked.

I would invite men into my booth. The floors were so sticky with cum they didn't dare kneel on the floor. But they would squat down, so I could watch the videos, while they sucked my cock. At other times I would enter a man's booth that I thought was attractive and squat down and suck their cock for them. I did learn to enjoy swallowing cum. I discovered that a lot of the booths had glory holes. I could suck cocks without ever seeing what the men looked like.

One evening after sucking a guy's cock, I was heading home when a man pulled up to the curb. I was impressed with his car. It was a classic red 1957 Thunderbird. He lowered the electronic window on the passenger side and asked me if I would like a lift. I gave him a good look. He looked good to me, so I got in his car.

As he pulled away from the curb he asked me, "Are you in a hurry?"

I said, "I'm in no hurry to get anywhere."

I could make out the smile on his face by the oncoming headlights of cars. He placed his big hand on my bare thigh. I didn't stop him as his hand slid up my inner thigh towards the large opening of my shorts. By the time his hand was resting on my naked cock, it was as hard as it had ever been. The man not only pulled my dick out, he started jacking me off slowly. He headed his car out of town until he came to one of those low slung ranch houses with the almost flat roofs so popular in the area at the time. He pulled the car directly into the attached garage with a remote garage door opener. The door was closing behind us as we got out of the car. We entered the house through a half bath. He led me right to a bedroom, where he showed me his collection of magazines and videos. He put on one that really got me excited. It was a video of boys totally naked in the company of a bunch of older men that were fat and hairy. The boys were giggling while that jacked off the old men and sucked their cocks. Some of the boys straddled the bellies of the old men so the men could suck their little hairless cocks. Eventually the men greased up the boys butts and fucked them. Some looked like they enjoyed the action while others looked like they were in pain. My host told me, "The one crying were virgins! Don't they look cute?"

I was so excited that pre-cum was seeping through my shorts. He saw it and asked, "Do you want to let me fuck you?"

I swallowed and said, "I think so. Will it hurt me that much?"

He said, "It depends on you. The best way to learn to fuck is to make like you are taking a big dump. The minute you try to close your sphincter it will hurt like hell."

He said the first time you might want to sit on my cock. He had removed his clothes and laid on the floor with his head propped up against the couch. I pulled off my shorts, and straddled his hips facing him. I reached down and started jacking him off until he was hard and pre-cum was leaking out of his cock. The man had some greasy stuff he smeared all over his cock. When he removed his hand I guided the knob towards my asshole. I did as he suggested and pretended I was shitting as I lowered my butt down on the shaft.

At first I felt my sphincter clamp shut and it felt like I was sitting on a red hot shaft of steel. I lifted up and then tried again. I was sweating all over as the cock disappeared up my ass. I was bent over watching as I eventually was sitting on his hairy crotch. I started bouncing up and down. I actually squirted my own cum all over the man from belly button to face. He wiped it up and licked his fingers before he came in my ass.

When I lifted up to clear his cock, his cum flowed all over his crotch. I reached under my ass and found that my asshole was gapping open. I was afraid it would stay like that forever. He assured me that it would relax soon enough. I just had to suck his cock clean. I cuddled up in his arms to rest while we watched more sexy videos. When I got another boner he allowed me to fuck him.

He reclined on the floor and pulled his legs up and pulled them up until his butt was fully exposed to my sight. When I reached for the grease he chuckled, "Baby, my ass has been fucked so many times you might need a lifeguard"

When my dick slid into his ass he pulled my head down and kissed me while I fucked him. It was a thrill to actually be fucking the hairy ass of a man old enough to be my father. I came in his ass quickly. He asked me if I had to get home soon. I assure him I had all night. That was when he pulled a leather covered footstool and draped me over it face down. He checked how greasy I was before he added some grease to my asshole. This time when he entered my ass I relaxed and let it slide in. I was looking at the video at a sweet looking younger blond boy was chucking as a man was stuffing a fat cock up his ass as the man buried his dick in my ass. It felt like I was that boy in the video as the man fucked me. It took a long time for him to cum, but I also felt my own cock discharge a few drops on the leather. I felt exhausted. I lay there for a long time.

I had to be helped up as we headed for his bathroom. At least he had a tub large enough for the both of us. He took great pains to clean me thoroughly. When we were dressed he drove me home.

A new world had been opened to me. I had a new place to go and enjoy a sex beyond my wildest dreams. I was treated to boat rides on Lake Mead with other men that were just as lustful and my benefactor.

The End

#3
Latino Uncle

My father was Norwegian and my mother was a Latina. I took after my mother except I have blue- gray eyes from my father. My uncle was the younger brother of my mother.

He was a typical Hispanic, brown skinned, thick dark haired, dark brown eyed guy. He was in great physical condition because he worked construction. He didn't drink or smoke. He was one of those guys that had hairy arms and always had plenty of hairs sticking over the top of his T-shirts. I always looked forwards to his visits because he was great company. When I was only 8-years-old my 18-year- old uncle took me to the local park to play.

He allowed me to play on the swings and slide until I was sweating and tired. When I was willing to call it quits, we filled up on cool water from a fountain before he filled a quart bottle with water. Then he led me to the edge of the forest on the edge of the park where there was an old picnic table.

The table was the longest distance from the parking lot, and did not have a Barbeque pit to cook on. It was concealed from view by trees and brush, for the most part. He stepped up on the bench and sat on the table top, before he pulled me up and had me stand on the bench with my back to him. He pulled me up against the crotch of his worn jeans.

I thought he was so cool, and felt privileged to be so close to him. It was so exciting to be wedged between his legs. I could feel the bulge in his pants pressing against my ass. The way we were sitting we could see the park and see if anyone was drawing close enough to see what we were doing.

He started massaging my back with his large hands. He lifted my T-shirt and slipped his hands under my shirt. He was playing with my nipples with one hand and the other hand was stuffed into the waist of my shorts. When his fingers found my little Winnie, I could not believe how excited it made me. My heart was pounding and my little dick was longer than it had ever been before. He had a way of holding it and wigging the dick back and forth against my cotton jockey shorts that was driving the head on my cock crazy. Each of his first two fingers was wider than my nuts. He would actually press my nuts back into my body. It felt so good I never wanted it to end. He eventually turned me around and slipped his hand down the back of my shorts. No one had even rubbed me back there that was not about to stick an enema nozzle into my ass. It tickled a lot. I was wiggling my hips around until his finger actually slipped into my asshole. I froze. It felt strangely good too. My boner was tenting my shorts out right in front of me. He gave it a little squeeze with the other hand before he said, "We better get out of here now."

I didn't want him to stop, but I could refuse him nothing. We headed for the parking lot. We got in his car. It was parked in an isolated part of the parking lot. It infrequently use by anyone that was a regular visitor of the park. When we close the doors he asked me to take out my cock. I sat back and lifted my butt up as I pulled my shorts and underwear down to my knees. I reached between my legs and pulled my scrotum and cock up from between my legs.

He reached over and played with it for a little while before he sucked my dick. He was able to get my dick and balls in his mouth, while using his tongue to lick them. After he sucked on me for awhile he sat up and unfastened his pants, so that he could pull out his cock. I was fascinated by the sight of his cock. It looked so large and brown to me. I had never seen a cock before that had foreskin covering it. It was wonderful watching him pull the skin up and down over the big mushroom knob for awhile. When he was good and hard, he placed his hand on the back of his my neck and pulled my head down into his lap.

He must have enjoyed the danger of possibly being caught. I was scared to death that someone would walk by and see what I was doing to him, with my shorts down around my knees. Just the same, I opened my mouth as my head was pulled down. I felt his cock enter my mouth and touch the back of my throat before my nose reached the material of his underwear. I saw dark pubic hairs sticking out of his shorts. My chin was resting on the bulge of his balls. He started lifting and pulling my head up and down on the shaft of his cock. It felt like the back of my throat was raw by the time I felt the hot soothing cum being squirted into my mouth. It shocked me at first, and I lifted my head just in time to get a squirt of cum right in my face.

When he was finished, he gave me a handkerchief from his back pocket to wipe my face, before he took me home. After that whenever we were alone he would play with my cock and whenever possible he would have me suck his cock. When I got used to his cum I learned to swallow it. That would be less messy than having it squirted all over my face. He even introduced me to his best friend named Rubin.

Rubin loved to get me naked and rim my asshole with his tongue while my uncle would encourage him with nasty language. It was so thrilling to have one of them playing with my ass if not actually depositing cum in it, while the other one fucked my mouth.

It was not long before I was introducing my friends to the joys of oral and anal sex. I still love to teach a young boy the joys of sex with adult men.

The End

#4
Cock sucking Vincent

My first exposure to gay sex came as a result of an incident with a man in a Staten Island movie theater. I was an eleven year old boy that had an overwhelming sexual desire. I had been shown how to masturbate by and older boy. That led to me masturbating as many as seven times a day.

I could be described as a pretty boy. My parents had given me the name of Vincent, before they realized that I would be an effeminate looking boy. I was never any taller than the girls in my classes. I had blond hair that was shoulder length and naturally wavy. At school I kept in a ponytail like many boys did at the time. In private I practices dressing up like a girl. I studied the way my mother put on makeup. I even secreted away a set of her panties, bra and nylons.

You can't grow up in NYC without becoming aware of the gay life of the big apple. I wanted to experience gay sex. An older teenager taught me to masturbate. The problem for a boy my age finding men that would be willing to seduce a boy, is not as easy as you might think.

Hanging out in Central Park would draw the attention of the law and thugs that would be all too willing to physically pummel a dumb kid like me. There are age restrictions, when it comes to a youth entering an adult theater, even in NY. I found out where there was an adult theater reputed to be a gay theater just off Times Square. There was no way they would sell me a ticket to me because of my age, and there was nothing I could do to make myself look older. Most people could not believe I was old enough to be in the fifth grade. I had to find a way to get in the theater some other way.

I hung around the entrance a few days before working up the nerve to approach a man I had seen coming and going before. I approached him to buy me a ticket and escort me in. The man looked me over good, before he gave me a warm smile and placed his arm around my shoulder and marched me up to the ticket booth and bought us two tickets. The usher at the door gave us an evil grin but didn't stop us from entering. The man told me his name was Joseph, and even bought me a Coke and box of popcorn.

The theater had an old musty smell, like the carpet and drapes were mildewed. It smelled kind 'a like stale cigarette smoke too. There was a smell I could not identify. The concrete floor between the aisles of the seats of the old threat was sticky. Joseph ushered me to a sheltered location under the balcony. He didn't say much at all until the theater went dark.

The movie was a gay story that was not very good. It was supposed to be a home invasion by escaped prisoners that take a man and his son hostage and force them to submit to their sexual desires. They perform anal sex acts on them and force them to suck cocks. I was fascinated by the action on the screen, just the same.

I didn't move when Joseph started rubbing the crotch of my pants. He could tell I had a hard-on. He fumbled with my pants to get my dick out. He sat there jacking me off for awhile with one hand while he opened his own pants and fished out his own cock. He placed my hand on it, and I thrilled at the feeling as I pulling his skin up and down. He leaned close to me and asked me, "Would you like to suck my cock like the guys in the movie?" I nodded my head in agreement. Joseph placed his strong hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down to his lap.

I had to slid out on my seat and kneel on the floor between his legs. I could feel the sticky floor under my knees. I wrapped my hand around the shaft of his cock. The knob of his cock was sticking above my hand. I could smell the laundry soap used to wash his underwear. He had a strong male aroma about him too. I could hardly get all of his cock into my mouth. Joseph used pressure on my neck to encourage me to move my head up and down. I was a little clumsy at sucking cock, but he enjoyed my efforts. It was not long before the man squirted cum into my mouth. There was more than I could handle. The slippery goo spilled out around the base of his cock to mat his pubic hairs down. I could taste saltines in his cum, but I swallowed everything I could.

When I fastened my pants and got back in my seat I found the knees of my pants were sticky. Joseph told me there was so much cum on the floor it was sticky and smelly. That was the smell I didn't identify, it was stale cum. When the movie was over we made our way out of the theater together. Joseph invited me to have a Coke with him. We stopped at a little sidewalk vendors cart and got Cokes and hotdogs.

He got very serious, "I belong to a group that spends the summer upstate at a resort for men. Why don't you join us?"

I could not see my parents allowing me to spend the summer at a camp used by old men. He assured me that it could be arranged. The place was called 'Whispering Pines'. He could provide me with pamphlets demonstrating that it was a boy's summer camp.

It took some doing to convince my parents to let me spend a couple of weeks at a boy's summer camp. Joseph was very clever telling them that it would be a good experience and not to get excited if I called a couple of time wanting to come home early at first, boys get homesick the first time away from home. They finally agreed when the man assured them that I could get a campership and it would only cost them a hundred dollars for the two weeks.

There was a lot of excitement preparing for the summer camp. There were tearful goodbyes at the bus station. As soon as I got to Whispering Pines I called home to let them know I had arrived safely. Joseph was there already and checked me in. When we entered the office of the log cabin style building we were greeted by an old man sitting behind the counter.

He was a bare chested man. He had graying hair and a beard. What I could see of his body it was covered with body hair. The man smiled when he saw me and told t Joseph to check me in. When he lifted his ponderous body out of the wooden swivel chair to come to the counter, I saw that he was totally naked.

His belly was full and shaded his crotch. I saw that he had about a 5-inch [12½ cm] cock that was very thick and the head was almost covered by his foreskin. He had full round balls wedged between thick thighs. He casually cups his balls and lifted them while he was studied me.

It was a bit of a shock to see the man behind the counter standing there totally naked. I felt like the man was undressing me with his eyes. I have to admit that it gave me a boner. The idea that the man found me so attractive thrilled me. Joseph helped me carry my duffel bag to the long cabin behind the office. It looked like a log cabin but inside it was kind 'a like a military barracks. There were doors at each end of the barracks with single beds lined up against the walls with windows spaced every six feet. There were footlockers at the foot of each bed.

We dumped my duffel bag in the foot locked of the bed Joseph indicated was mine. I was going to be sleeping next to him. As soon as that was done he led me to the dining hall. That was another cabin with a gable porch right in the middle of the structure. We entered the double doors and headed straight for the buffet line at one end of the building. We picked up trays and silverware. Being a typical boy, all I wanted was a hamburger and fries. I had to settle on a glass of milk to drink. We made our way to a table and sat down next to each other. It was at that point that I had my first chance to check out the large rectangular room. There were long tables spaced evenly down the room. There was a stage at the opposite end of the building.

There were plenty of men in the room. They were playing cards, snacking on food, drinking coffee or something stronger. Some were smoking cigarettes or cigars. The thing that struck me was the number of old men. Almost all of them looked old enough to be retired. There were a few younger men obviously in the company of the older men. The other thing was that most of them were naked. Some did have roomy shorts on.

Joseph smiled while he told me, "This is a clothing optional resort. You don't have to run around naked if you don't want to. I brought along a change of wardrobe for you. I will show you when we get back to the cabin. I was filled with curiosity about what he had bought for me.

I felt uncomfortable about the amount of attention my presence was drawing. The men were ignoring their card games and conversations to look at me while I was eating.

I was defiantly the youngest person in the room. Men started getting up and approaching our table. They greeted Joseph and asked him who this sweet looking boy was. Joseph told them, "This is Vince. I am turning him into Vinita. She will be our cum bucket for the next two weeks!"

Joseph beamed while they shook my hand and told me what a sweet looking boy I was. Some came around the table to stand behind me while I ate. They placed their hands on my shoulders and rubbed my back gently. It was very sexual to see all of these chubby old men standing there with their thick cocks dangling between their legs. Some had boners standing straight out in front of their bodies. There were a few of the old men that were the slender type. They might have had muscular bodies in their youth but with age the supple flesh had dried out and the muscles had atrophied somewhat. What might have been chest plates of steel now sagged and looked like dried tits! What had been firm round butts were now hollow boney indentations. Just the same I was attracted to them because they had the longest dicks. I swear that one of them had a dick that hung limply between his legs almost to his knees.

One of the chubby bears standing behind me looked just like the Coke a Cola Santa Clause. The old man was rubbing my back, but I could also feel his thick un-cut cock rubbing my backside too. I had a boner in my pants that was almost painful. The chubby Santa saw it and reached around me while I was taking a bit out of my burger and gently rubbed the crotch of my jeans. It embarrassed me when I actually cum in my pants. The front of them got a wet spot as the man rubbed the spot before he smelled his hand. He announced, "Vinita does have sweet tasting cum!"

I could have died, but at the same time it was a turn on to be manhandled by so many admiring men. When we were finished eating Joseph led me back to the barracks. There were a few men already there and the ones from the dining hall followed us. The man opened his footlocker and took out a schoolgirl's uniform and placed it on my bed.

The uniform was a red plaid pleated skirt, white blouse with a lace collar, tie that matched the skirt, white knee socks and black flats. The little lace panties would do little to hide my boy package.

All of the men gathered around to watch me change clothes. I was blushing terribly while I took off my clothes. Joseph put all of my boy clothes in his locker and told me I would not need them until I had to go home. When I was totally naked all of the men were all commenting on what a sweet little cock and balls I had. They were crowding in and touching the front of me and my ass. I felt a finger actually invade my asshole. I had never even imagined someone would actually touch me there.

When I put on the panties, there were more comments about how sweet I looked in them. When I was fully dressed I paraded up and down the aisle and the men all made rude remarks about what they wanted to do with my mouth and boy pussy. I had a ragging boner that was tenting out the front of my pleated skirt.

Joseph announced, "Stand back you dirty old bitches Vinita is mine tonight. All of you will have your turn eventually!"

I felt like the most popular whore in town. Every man there was hungry to have sex with me. My mouth was watering at the prospect of tasting so much cum. Eventually the lights were turned out and Joseph man took me to bed with him. I had stripped down to the panties before I got in bed with the naked man. He had me get between his legs and suck his cock until he squirted his salty cum in my mouth.

While he rested I got to look around the barracks. I saw naked butts in every other bed. They were sucking cocks and more than a few of them were fucking assholes. That was something new for me to see. I could not take my eyes off of the big fat asses slamming into the butts of the guys on the bottom.

When Joseph was ready he whispered in my ear, "Do you like what you see?"

I nodded my head up and down.

He said, "I can take your cherry if you're ready."

I turned to face him and kissed him on the mouth. He had a tube of something cold and greasy that he squeezed all over his cock and spread it all over his dick. Then he pulled my panties down in back and stuck a greasy finger up my ass. When he was satisfied my asshole was greasy enough, he got on top of me and guided his cock towards my asshole. When it started to enter me I let out a painful whimper, and begged, "Please pull it out! It hurts too much!"

I was starting to cry big tears. There was a number of male voices speaking up in the barracks, "Give it to him you old pervert. Take the little cocksucker's cherry." Some of the men that were on the bottom being fucked also started moaning as if they were in pain too. I could smell the sweaty body odor of men and cum as men were squirting cum in the butts of the bottoms and the bottoms were squirting cum on the bed sheets. One by one the place grew quiet and the sounds of moans were replaced by snoring.

I swear the fat men sounded like they were going to vibrate the walls of the cabin down. It was comforting to hear the noise and be held in the strong arms of the man. I fell asleep with cum dripping out of my ass and feeling my asshole throb.

The next day he made me get up and dress up like a schoolgirl again before we headed for the dining hall. Every man there was naked. They all played with their cocks to show me what they had for me. Even the men serving food pulled their aprons aside to show me their cocks too.

We took a walk afterwards around the place. Eventually we came back to the lake where men were playing volleyball and longing around. The Santa Clause guy motioned for us to approach him. He was reclining on a white PVC chase lounge like a fat Buda. He skinned back his un-cut cock and invited me to suck his cock. I stood at the end of the chase lounge and placed my hands on his thick thighs as I leaned over and took that fat cock into my mouth. Santa was telling me things like, "Suck my cock you sweet little cocksucker! Drink my sum you filthy little bitch!" He pulled the elastic band holding my ponytail off, allowing my hair to fall onto his chubby crouch. When he squirted cum in my mouth I swallowed as much as I could but there was plenty that spilled out around the base of his cock. Some even got on the tips of my hair. I had no more than swallowed his cum than I felt strong hands on my butt.

When I looked back over my shoulder I saw that it was that skinny old man with the longest cock I had ever seen. He had a boner to die for. I knew what he wanted to do to me. I was frightened at the prospect of him trying to stick that thing in my ass.

He flipped my skirt up over my back and pulled the lace panties down in back. Another man greased up his cock for him and stuck a couple of greasy finger up my ass. My ass was still a little sore from the fucking the night before. When the man started sliding that pole up my ass, I could not believe that it actually was able to slide into my ass. It hurt but not as much as the night before. He fucked my ass slowly until he got close to climaxing, and then he started slamming his pubic bone against my ass. I was whimpering like a puppy, while he was squiring cum up my ass. I could not believe it when I actually came, without anyone touching my cock. I was looking between my legs as white cum welled up on the front of the panties and began dripping on the ground.

The volleyball game had ended and men were lining up to take turns using me. I was moved to the stump of a tree and draped over it. There were guys stuffing cocks in my mouth while others were stuffing their cocks up my ass. I was jacking off two men at a time too. Sometime during all of the action the panties were ripped off of me. It was just as well they were cum stained and had shitty sits marks in the back. They had been stretched so much that the elastic was broken.

There was no problem, because Joseph had brought along plenty of fresh panties for me. When they had all used me, I was allowed to take off the uniform and get in the swimming pool. There was no danger of me getting into water over my head. A tall man picked me up and sat me on his cock. He was able to walk around in the water with his cock up my ass. He was also milking my little boner with one hand. I even squirted cum into the pool's water. He was telling me what a sweet tight little ass I had and telling me that he was going to fuck my mouth too.

I was the perfect little bitch for the next two weeks. Men were fucking my ass and cummimg in my mouth almost constantly. Many a morning I would wake up smelling a cock and feeling a wet knob rubbing my lips. I would be treated to a cum breakfast in bed. All good things come to an end. Eventually the vacation came to an end. I had to put on my boy clothes, pull back my ponytail and say goodbye to everyone.

At least Joseph was on the bus with me. I placed a coat over my lap and jacked me off all of the way home.

The End

#5
Bear Hunting

I was born to a father that was an average sized man for his generation and a mother that was tall and stocky like her brothers. When I was born I weighed 11 pounds 10 ounces [5,300 g]. My name was Spangler. Everyone called my Spanky after Spanky Arbuckle from the Our Gang Comedies movies. I was so comfortable with the name I used Spanky when asked what my name was.

When I was 12 years old I weighed 190 pounds [86 kg]. I was a freckled faced blond. Because of my size I didn't fit in with children my age. I played with guys that were three or four years older than me. I only had one friend that I was close with.

He and I experimented with sex with each other. We started off masturbating each other. It was not long before we started sucking each other's cocks. We even tried to fuck each other's ass but it hurt too much. That did not satisfy my desire for sex at all.

I had bought a computer of my own. It was in my bedroom, and I was hooked up to the web. I found out about a website that you could chat with guys live with a web-camera. I got a camera and was soon chatting with guys. It was very thrilling for me to talk to men in the privacy of my bedroom late at night. They would ask me to take off my clothes and jack-off for them. They liked for me to play with my boy boobs too. They would also ask me to show them my ass. I would spread my cheeks for the camera while they would masturbate for me. I was drawn to older men.

One evening I hooked up with a much older man, named Frank. His hair was white as snow. He had a full bear with mustache. I could not tell how tall he was, but he was huge. I knew he weighed at least 300 pounds [135 kg]. His body was covered with white hair. His thighs were very thick and his belly was very large. When he jacked-off for me, I was fascinated by the size of his cock and balls. His balls looked like they were as large of a softball. The only way I could appreciate the size of his cock was for him to lie down. When he sat up his legs and belly hid most of it. When he would lie back and jack-off for me I was impressed with the size of it. I didn't know how long it was, but when he grasped it with his big paw of a hand there was plenty of shaft showing. His cock had a thick foreskin that covered almost all of the head of his cock.

I was fascinated with the sight of him squirting cum, and he was equally thrill with the sight of me jacking-off and showing him my asshole. We made a practice of meeting most nights to cum a couple of time before we went to sleep. It was several weeks before we talked about where we lived. As it turned out we lived in the same area. By the time we told each other our addresses we discovered that we lived within five miles [8 km] of each other.

One day I told my parents that I was going to visit my friend after school. I might even stay for dinner. I assured my mom I would be home before bedtime. After school I rode my bicycle to his home. I rode a heavy bike we call a beach cruiser because of my size. I had a reinforced saddle and peddles because I broke the stoke ones. It did not take long to get to his house.

My heart was pounding the closer I got to his home. I almost chickened out and went home. I made very sure I had the right address before I pulled my bike up the steps and parked it on his porch before I rang the doorbell. I almost bolted before the door was opened.

When the door opened I recognized Frank right away. It was a lot different to see him in person. My computer monitor was so two-dimensional and the computer was black and white in those days. It was much different to see him in full color.

Frank was standing there in sandals, big baggy Bermuda shorts. The legs were very large. His legs were very hairy. He had on a silk Hawaiian shirt. It was blue and covered with bright red flowers and lime green leaves. His shirt was not tucked in and the bulge of his tummy made him look like he was pregnant. I could see the white hairs sticking out of the neck of the shirt. His beard was trimmed nicely so that there were no stray hairs and not too long. He greeted me warmly.

He showed me around the house. It was a nice place. When we got to his bedroom I recognized the place right away. I had seen most of it from the eye of the camera. He let me sit in his swivel chair and turn on his computer. He showed me his collection of pictures of men having sex with each other. I asked him if it hurt to have a cock stuck in your ass as much as it had when my friend and I tried to do it. He assured me that there were ways to make it easier until you got used to it.

While I was looking at the pictures he was feeling my tits through my shirt. I felt my dick get so hard I could not believe it. When I looked at the front of my pants I saw that my tan pants had a greasy spot where pre-cum had seeped through my underwear and pants. My boner was almost painful.

Frank pulled me to my feet and led me to the bed. I had seen it many times while he jacked-off for me. He very carefully stripped me of my clothes. He positioned me on the bed with my head on his pillow. I could smell the fragrance of his cologne on the pillow. I sat there holding my chubby little cock while he undressed in front of me.

I had seen that fat belly many times on the computer but seeing it in person was so much more exciting. His body was covered with white hair. When he took that fat cock in his hand and milked it a few times I was a little frightened when I saw just how large it was. The knob was wet when he skinned back the foreskin. Frank must have seen the fear in my eyes.

He lay down next to me on the bed. He leaned over me and kissed me while he took hold of my dick and played with it. I had never been kissed by a man, let alone by a bearded man. The beard tickled my face. When he stuck his tongue into my mouth I felt a thrill that was unbelievable. The way he was laying over my body it was hard to move my arm. I could not reach his crotch with the free arm. I had to struggle to reach his crotch between our bodies with my right hand. When I did I took hold of his cock and started masturbating him. I felt his wet cock head smearing his pre-cum on my right thigh. We tongue kissed for a long time while we played with each other.

Frank started kissing my chubby body. I had always been ashamed, and teased about my boy tits. Now this bear of a man was sucking on them lovingly. I lay there waiting to find out what he was going to do next. He licked my hairless body down to my newly sprouted pubic hair before he took my cock into his mouth and sucked me until I squirted cum into his mouth. We hugged and kissed some more. It was strange to kiss a man that had my own cum in his mouth.

He lay there when I started doing to him what he had done to me. It was strange that where ever I put my mouth there was hair. He had man tits every bit as large as mine but they had hair all over them. His belly was as hard and round as a beach-ball, but it was covered with white hair. When I got down to his crotch I savored my first contact with an adult males cock. I studied every inch of his cock. His cock was so thick that it was all I could hardly touch my finger tips to the tip of my thumb. It was hard to grasp his cock without grabbing pubic hairs. He had a big crooked blue vein zigzagging up the top of his cock. I had never seen a cock up close and personal that was un-circumcised before. The skin was very thick and didn't completely cover the knob of his cock. I was pulling the skin back until the knob was fully exposed and the skin was pulling the knob down until he winced in pain. I started stroking the skin up and down slowly. I savored the smell of a man's sexual organ. I actually relished licking the head of his cock. I got the taste of his pre-cum. It was all I could do to get my mouth around the knob of his cock.

Frank placed his hand on the back of my head and started pushing my head down until my nose was pressed against the flesh and hair of his balls. I gagged when his cock went down my throat but he would not let me lift my head up. I was forced to accept the cock. I could not breathe until he let me lift my head up. Then he shoved my head back down. He was actually fucking my mouth. He did allow me to lift my head up enough that when he climaxed his cum was squirted into my mouth. I was forced to swallow his cum before he allowed me to sit up. I was very pleased with myself for having pleased my polar bear of a lover.

We rested for awhile and he licked my asshole before, he sucking my cock again. He told me that there was no hurry about fucking my ass. We could do that at a later date. When I was ready I could tell him.

We even logged onto his computer and hooked up with a couple of men long enough for Frank to jack me off in front of them. We got to watch the one that was the top fuck the bottom's ass. Eventually I got dressed and went home. I was home well before curfew. I bathed and was in bed in plenty of time.

I had a boner because I was thinking about what a thrill it had been to sex with a bear. I even had to jack-off before I could get to sleep. I had all day at school to think about the prospect of finding out what it would be like to have a man fuck me.

I just had to rush back to his house and this time when he answered the door he was in a silk bathrobe and barefooted. I told him that I wanted him to fuck me if he could do something to make it easier. He undressed me right there by the front door. Then he led me to the bathroom. He told me that if I allowed him to give me an enema it would not hurt as much. I never like my mother to give me one but I agreed to let him do it to me.

Frank warmed up the water before he filled the enema bottle. He hung it on the back of the bathroom door and he told me to get down on the floor on my hands and knees, with my butt sticking up. He greased up the nozzle with plenty of Vaseline then he stuck his finger into my asshole. He inserted the nozzle into my ass. He released the clamp and I felt the water rushing into my bowel. Even though the water was lukewarm as it filled me up it felt cold. It felt like there was pressure on the front of my lower tummy from the inside. I began to plead with Frank to take it out so I could use the toilet. He assured me that I could hold more. He let the enema bag empty before he was willing to pull the nozzle out of my ass. He told me to clinch my ass until I was sitting down on the toilet. It was all I could do to hold it until I was sitting down.

He told me to hold it as long as I could. I was unable to hold it very long, and when it gushed out it splashed into the water with such force that water soaked the bottom of my ass. The stink of dirty water was strong. I was embarrassed having someone there smelling the stink. Frank didn't seem to mind though. When I was finished he flushed the toilet and led me to the shower, where he washed my lower half of my body with a hand held nozzle.

He led me to his bedroom and proceeded to kiss me while he played with my cock. He sucked on my boy tits for awhile. I had always been teased about my tits, now they were being stimulated by a beard and tongue. He eventually sucked my cock until I actually came in his mouth. The next thing he did was use a little bottle of a topical anesthetic that had a peppermint smell with a cotton swab. There was a tingling feeling for a short time. While he waited for the anesthetic to take affect he applied a generous amount of Vaseline to the head of his cock and then some to my asshole. He took hold of my ankles and lifted my legs up and placed my heel over his shoulders. That lifted my butt off of the bed, so that he could alien my asshole with the head of his cock. There was some discomfort when the knob entered but not much. He buried all of that fat cock into my ass and fucked me. He was sweating and I watched the sweat collect on his hair and drip all over me. When he leaned over my body to kiss me and then sat up his body hair was plastered against his sweaty body. When he climaxed in my ass he collapsed over my body. It felt so comforting to feel his warm sweaty body resting on top of me. I hated to get cleaned up and go home, but I had to.

I came to his home every day for a week and we repeated the same thing; enema, shower, anesthetic, ass fucking, some cock sucking and shower before going home. The next week he didn't give me an enema or use the anesthetic. By that time I was used to being fucked and it didn't bother me that much. In time he would log onto his computer and hook up with other men so that men could watch us sucking cock and him fucking me.

One day he asked me if I would like to try being fucked while sucking cock. The idea sounded thrilling to me. The next time I arrived at his house there was another man there. He was introduced as Karl. This man was not quit as old as Frank. He was bald headed, with a goatee and mustache that was graying. I guess he weighed between 220 and 240 pounds [100-110 kg]. His pants were probably 40 or 42 inches [100-105 cm] around the waist. He had on a T-shirt and jeans. His arms were covered in tattoos. When he took off his T-shirt I saw that he had tattoos all over his body. They were all a geometric designs. The best part was when he removed his pants.

Karl had one hell of an impressive dick. I don't know how long it was but I figured that I could wrap both hands around it and was sure the knob would still be visible. The one thing Frank and Karl had in common was body hair. He was every bit as hairy as Frank.

This time we did it in the living-room. They pulled a rectangle footstool into the middle of the room. It was a brown cowhide leather thing, sitting on big wooden balls. They took my clothes off of me and finished undressing themselves. They played with my dick until I squirted cum all over my belly. Then Karl straddled my head, while I tilted my head back upside down as he aimed his cock at my mouth. He slid that dick right down my throat. I had already learned to breathe on the back stroke.

Frank was busy greasing up my asshole and wedging his cock into my ass. The two of them fucked me until they were both sweating over me until they squirted cum into me. We rested for awhile before we started all over again. This time Karl fucked my ass and Frank fucked my mouth. Karl didn't have to grease me up because there was still plenty of cum in my ass to lube his way in. Karl jacked me off while he was fucking me. That was the beginning of my "Bear Hunting" vocation.

While I am writing this story I'm waiting for one of my cousins to bring her son over for a visit.

My cousin has known I was gay all of her life. She was only a size 2 when she married. After the birth of her son she ballooned up to a size 16. Her husband deserted her for another teenager with a small figure. She was left to raise her son on her own. She had called me because she had become aware that her son had an interest in gay sex. She had found his stash of gay porn in his closet, and she had caught him sucking the cock of his friend. She figured if he son wanted to be gay he should learn from me. I looked at the mirror on my dresser and realized I was now Frank.

My blond hair was white now. I weighed 300 pounds [136 kg] and my body is covered with white body hair. My cock is every bit as fat, as Frank's was. The difference is that my cock is circumcised.

My cousin had even asked if she could watch me teach her son about sex. The idea of giving her son an enema while she watched was strange but it might be interesting.

The End

#6
Older Brother Brought Me Out

I had no idea that I was gay. I did look at guys and think they were hot looking but never thought about sex with them. That changed one day when I was a 90 pound [40 kg], five-foot [1½ m] tall, 14-year old. I walked into the bathroom and saw my 15-year old brother Jake, in the shower jacking off.

Jake had short dirty blond hair. He was about five-foot six [1.70 m], 130 pounds [60 kg] and he had plenty of male body hair, under his arms, on his chest, around his crotch and on his legs. He sported a cock I learned measured seven and three quarter inches [19½ cm] long. I watched for a moment.

I saw him squirt a large load of cum on the tile wall of the shower. It hit me like a ton of bricks, I ran back to my bedroom. My brother may have seen me. I flopped on my bed on back and took out my five-inch [12½ cm] dick and started jacking off while thinking about my brother's larger cock squirting cum. I just had a few hairs under my arms and above my dick, so I envied my manly brother's physical development.

When I emerged from my bedroom nothing happened to alert me that Jake had seen me. I felt comfortable about jacking off at night thinking about his cock for a few days. It was a week later I was in my bed having a dream about Jake jerking me off. I woke up after I squirted cum in my pajama bottoms. When I looked around there was no one in my room. I got up and went to Jake's room and opened the door.

Oh my Gawd, there was Jake lying on his bed with that flag pole standing straight up. He was jacking off that circumcised cock. His eyes were closed, was he dreaming? At that moment he shot a huge fucking wad all over his naked body.

I moved just as he jumped up and ran past me to for the bathroom. Cum was all over his chest and belly. It was running down his body. As he passed me he smiled and he said, "Look at this, I made a mess all over myself."

For the next few days Jake deliberately paraded around in nothing but his boxer shorts. It was as if he wanted to show me his hard-on to excite me. He would brush up against me and say, "I bet you wish you had a cock like this."

One day I grabbed his cock and said, "How do you know I don't already have one that big?"

Jake didn't move, so I let go of his cock. Believe me I didn't want to let go of his cock, but I did. He backed off and left me alone the rest of the day. I could not get him out of my mind. I retreated to my room and sprawled out on my bed after taking off all of my clothes. I jacked off until I fell asleep. I slowly woke up dreaming that I was being jacked off. When I opened my eyes Jake was jacking me off. I saw the clock and it was just after 10 pm.

When Jake saw that my eyes were open he freaked out and ran to his own bedroom. I was in hot pursuit. When we were in his room he told me to get out! I just walked up to him and kissed him right on the lips. Why I did that, I could not say. When Jake recovered he stuck his tongue into my mouth, as he kissed me back. The kiss lasted at least five minutes, while we were kissing he reached down and stroked my cock. When Jake let go and stepped back and smiled at me.

"Little brother you are one hot little stud. Did you know that I am gay?"

I stood there too stunned to say anything. I just nodded my head from side to side.

With that Jake started kissing me on the chest and working his way down to my very hard dick. He was leaving a wet trail down my body with all of his saliva. When he reached my dick I have to admit that my cut cock was about the size of a raw winner. He was able to take all of my cock into his mouth. I swear the head of my cock actually went down his throat. To that date I had only cum while jacking off. I could not believe how fast I actually shot my load down his throat. Afterwards we just lay in each other's arms while we talked.

He told me that he hoped I was gay too.

A couple of weeks ago I would have said no fucking way, but at that moment I was not sure!

About that time we heard mom coming home. We scurried to separate, and I rushed back to my room. All night I was thinking about my brother. I was dreaming about Jake sucking on my dick. The next day he left for school before me. I did not see him at school all day. Our classrooms were on different sides of the campus. I was distracted all day thinking about him. I even popped a boner 4 or 5 times just thinking about his mouth on my dick. I thought about slipping into a bathroom stall and taking care of it but decided it would be more fun to wait until after school and let Jake take care of it for me. Then out of nowhere and idea took root in my head that I should take care of Jake's cock.

I got home everyday a couple of hours before him because he was on the JV football team; practice took a couple of hours. When he entered the house my reaction was Oh my GAWD all he had on was tight shorts, no shirt. I pushed him to the chair and as he collapsed onto the chair I buried my face in the crotch of his shorts.

"Watch the teeth!" was his comment.

I clawed at the zipper of his shorts and fished out his cock. It took me 5 or 6 tries to get his meaty cock down my throat. I had to learn to breathe on the up stroke. I loved the feeling of his meaty cock swelling up in my throat. My nose was pressed against his pubic hair when he let go and squirted cum down my throat. When I lifted my head and tried to breathe cum can bubbling out of my nose.

Jake announced, "We can keep doing this while in the shower!"

I stood up and helped my brother stand up. We paused to kiss. Jake was licking the inside of my mouth with his tongue. He took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom while saying, "I see that you like this as much as me."

My hands were all over his body as we headed to the bathroom. Jake was leading me by the cock. It was as if my dick was a handle. When we were in the bathroom and undressed we entered the shower and after Jake adjusted the temperature he knelt in front of me and sucked my cock down his throat at the same time he stuck a finger up my backdoor. Having him invade my virgin asshole shocked me as much as the stabbing pain it caused me. He was soon massaging my prostrate from the inside and Wowwww I shot what felt like the largest load of cum I had ever made down his throat. It almost choked him.

"I'm sorry Jake, but that was fucking hot!"

"Just wait until you put your cock in my hole!"

I froze on the spot. "You want me to put my cock up your ass? WOW!"

Jake bent over at the waist while he turned his butt towards me. The warm water was splashing all over us while I grasped his hips and aimed my five-inch [12½ cm] boner at his asshole. I felt his sphincter relax and accept my dick. When I had my entire dick in his ass I felt his sphincter gripping and relaxing on my dick. I didn't even have to move. It felt like a milking machine was sucking my dick. There was a little pain on his face when he gripped my dick but he seemed to love it. He demanded, "Fuck me hard!"

I did fuck him hard until I shot a big load of cum deep in his ass. When I withdrew my dick Jake stood up and turned to face me. He kissed me before he turned me around and bent me over.

I pleased, "I'm not sure about this!"

Jake stuck his finger up my ass. He rubbed my prostrate for a second before he replaced his finger with his cock. I was still not sure about his ability to get his cock in my hole, until his monster cock hit my prostrate. It was all over, he had about half of his cock up my ass and the pain was unreal. I was pleading with him to pull it out.

That was when we heard, "What the fuck are you doing to your brother?"

That made both of us jump. I stood up, Jake's cock shot up my ass.

It was Danny, one of Jake's buddies. He had let himself in and followed the noise to the bathroom. When I got over the shock I pleaded, "Don't stop now. Fuck me!"

Danny opened the shower door and said, "Don't stop now, bud!"

Danny was a couple of years older than Jake. He was a cool 17-year-old on the varsity football team. He stripped off his shorts and entered the shower hanging onto a cock that had to be at least 9-inches [23 cm] long. He grabbed me by the head and pulled it down while he shoved his cock deep into my mouth. Jake returned to fucking my ass. All I can say about what was going on is, WOW.

They came in me about the same time. They held me against the shower wall and took turns sucking my cock. While Danny was sucking my cock, Jake told me that Danny and he had been giving each other blowjobs for a few years. Danny had started fucking him in the ass about a year ago.

While Jake was sucking my cock, Danny added that a man had paid him to fuck him in the ass. After that he started fucking Jake. He had never let anyone fuck his ass before.

I was horny again, even if my balls were empty. Danny turned me around and pressed me against the shower wall while he guided his cock into my ass. Thank GOD Jake's cum was still lubricating my ass. Just the same it hurt like hell when Danny's cock slid up my ass. Long before he was finished I was begging him for more of it. My dick was hard again and being drilled against the tile wall.

That was a year ago. Jake and I don't get it on with each other much. We have double dated and shared guys before. I'm 15-years old now and have my eye on a 17-year-old guy that is on the wrestling team. I know he is hung because I have seen his package in those wrestling tights. I want to find out of I can seduce him.

The End

#7
My Best Friend's Father

My best friend and I were playing in the basement of his family's home, when we came across his father's collection of pornographic photographs. He had an extensive collection with a wide variety of sexual activities including gay magazines. Our discovery was not exactly what you would expect to find in the home of a family man from Kansas City, Kansas. (I mean, you might expect an adult male to hide girly porn, but a man living in the bible belt of America is not the kind of man you would expect to have gay porn.)

My buddy and I started looking at the pictures. We became fascinated with the naked men. At least I was getting excited looking at the different sizes of the cocks and balls. Then we found his father's stash of gay sexual magazines. My friend kept saying that the pictures of men suck cocks and getting fucked in the ass were gross. I chose to look at the girly magazines. On the other hand my cock got rock hard, especially while looking at pictures of black men getting their cocks sucked by young while males. While my friend left the room for a minute, I stuffed a magazine in my pants.

When I got home I masturbated three times that night, while studying every picture of black cocks in the mouths of young white teenagers, in the magazine. Every night I would pull the magazine out of my hiding place. I knew better than hide anything under the mattress or closet. I found the safest place to hide a magazine was in my collection of old comic books and 'Hot Rod' magazines. I would drag it out every night and masturbate for hours. That led me to look at all black men I saw differently. I started imagining what their cocks looked like without clothes on. I pictured myself sucking on long black cock.

I started getting concerned that my friend's father would notice the absence of the magazine. So the next time we were in the basement looking at the collection I waited until he left the room to get us a couple of cans of 'Coke a Cola', I put it back in the hiding place. I was not aware that my friend's dad saw me through the basement window putting the magazine back in the hiding place.

The next day his dad saw walking down the street. No one was at home at his house. He stepped out on the porch and invited me in. When I was in the house he offered me a Coke. While we were sitting at the kitchen table he asked me, "Did you enjoy the magazine I saw you putting back in my hiding place?"

I almost had a heart attack on the spot.

He said, "It's okay, I don't mind that you borrowed it. Would you like to see more of them?"

I got a funny feeling and got nervous with sexual excitement, just thinking about his offer. My response was, "YES!"

We went straight to the basement with our drinks in hand. He led me with his hand on my shoulder. He pulled all of his magazines out of there hiding place, and boy was there a large collection that his son and I didn't know about. He showed me other gay magazines, and asked me if they excited me.

By that time my cock was pressing against my pants. Even if I didn't say yes he could see the way my pants were tenting up. He asked, "Would you like to watch a movie with him?"

Again, "Yes!"

He put a video in a VCR and led me to the couch in front of the TV. I was so close our thighs were touching. The video was of an old black. He was totally naked and masturbating. I felt Mr. Smith's hand fumbling with the fly of my pants. By the time he had my pants open and pulled my dick out of my underwear the video had progressed to a point where a white man was kneeling in front of the black man and was sucking on his cock. Mr. Smith was skillfully jacking me off by the time the white man got on his knees for the black man to fuck him in the ass. He asked, "Do you like them sucking cock or fucking better?"

I could barely speak, because I was almost ready to cum. I managed to say, "Cock Sucking."

At that point he stood up in front of me and pulled down his pants. His fat cock was not all that long but it was stiff as a pole. His questions ended and he ordered me, "Take off your clothes and kneel in front of me."

How could I refuse, I did as I was told. He placed his hands on the back of my head and pulled my head forcefully against his crotch. "Suck my cock!"

It was hard getting it into my mouth because it was so fat that it was almost larger that I could open my mouth. He began to moan, while he was grasping my head and started pulling my head back and forth. He was fucking my mouth. Suddenly he shot his load of cum into my mouth.

"SWALLOW EVERY DROP!"

(I can still remember the great taste of my first mouth full of cum.)

He demanded, "Stand up and bend over!"

He turned me around and squatted down. While he clung to my hips he began to lick my virgin asshole. Just the feeling of his tongue on my asshole was about to make me cum. He spun me around and went to his knees, as he took my stiff cock into his mouth. I shot my load in just a matter of seconds.

After that we got dressed and I went home. He had given me a couple of more magazines, with the warning to never tell anyone where you got them.

That night when I was in my room I had memories to add to the sight of pictures in the magazine of teenagers like me suck cock and getting fucked in the ass. By the time was finished jacking off my cock was swollen and painful to the touch.

The next day I called Mr. Smith's cell phone number. He asked me if I had enjoyed the magazines. I told him that it took hours for me to finish looking at them. He asked me if I would like to visit a friend of his. I jumped at the chance. I headed for his house after school and was picked up by him before I reached his block. We drove across town and before long we were in the black neighborhood of KC. He pulled his car into the driveway of an old house that was freshly painted. It was obvious that whoever lived there took pride in their home. When the man answered the door I was taken aback. It was the black man I had seen in that video.

Mr. Smith introduced him as Artie. Both of them were not all that tall and they were both rather portly. Having seen him on video fucking a man I already knew that his cock was much longer and much smaller in diameter than Mr. Smith's.

As soon as the introductions were over Artie kissed me, and asked me if I really liked the video I had seen yesterday. I assured him that I did. His next question was, "Would you like to have sex with me too?"

I was fascinated by the differences between him and Mr. Smith. I said, "I would like that."

Artie gave me a big toothy smile. "Why don't we get you out of all these clothes? The two men had me stand there like a statue while they removed my clothes. When I was totally naked they admired my little dick and how tight my scrotum held my balls against my body. There was only the finest peach fuzz on my body. My little boner was stiff as it had ever been and pointed up at a 60 degree angle. Artie seemed be fascinated with the way it sprang back up when he pulled it down. I felt Mr. Smith's hand resting on my butt before a finger worked its way into my asshole.

Mr. Smith and Artie got undressed in front of me. Physically they were very much alike. They were about the same height and their waists were close to the same size. The difference was in their skin. Mr. Smith looked like what I had seen of my Dad. Artie was a dark skinned Negro. His butt and crotch was lighter colored where a bathing suit had protected his skin from the sun. The palms of his hands and bottoms of his feet were lighter too. He had very tight nappy hair that was very close to his head. When he lifted his arm I could see the tight little ringlet that looked just like the pubic hair above his cock. As dark as his skin was his nipples were a dark chocolate color. That long slender cock dangling between his thick legs was like a black rubber hose. As the foreskin slid back to expose the head of his cock I saw that it was wet and every bit as dark as his nipples.

I had never seen a naked black man before. I was fascinated with everything about him. He smelled of very sweet cologne. I can still remember the way he smelled. The closer I got to his crotch the stronger his male body odor was. I could not resist grasping his cock and lifting it up so that I could taste it. I licked the knob and the shaft before putting it in my mouth. I was bobbing my head up and down until I got enough of his cock in my mouth that I almost choked.

Artie placed a big hand on the back of my head and encouraged me to move my head up and down even more. I did that to him for awhile before Artie pulled my head towards him until my nose was pressed against his pubic hair and the cock was actually forced down my throat. I had to hold my breath because his cock was blocking the airway. I had to struggle to pull my head back enough to be able to breathe through my nose. He fucked my mouth until he ejaculate great gobs of cum in my mouth. There was so much that when I breathed some of his cum came dribbling out of my nose.

Mr. Smith had been playing with my dick and asshole while I was sucking cock. He greased up my ass and slipped his fat cock into my ass. He fucked me slowly. He was in no hurry. He was planning on saving his cum for my mouth. By the time he was getting close to coming by the time Artie had another boner. Apparently watching his friend fucking my ass turned him on. He moved behind Mr. Smith and rubbed his cock against the man's white thigh.

Mr. Smith pulled his cock out of my ass and stepped back to allow Artie to step into place. It was a different feeling. Mr. Smith's cock spread my sphincter so much that when he withdrew it my asshole gapped open. When Artie stuck his cock into the hole it went in much deeper. I had the same feeling as I did when getting an enema. My lower tummy felt like it was full. He fucked my ass with long full strokes.

Mr. Smith came around and stood in front of me until I opened my eyes and saw that fat cock in front of my face. You might think that sucking that cock after it had been in my ass would have been repulsive to me. On the contrary my mouth was watering with anticipation of tasting my own ass on that cock. Here I was being fucked at both ends again and loving every minute of it. I was reaching between my legs yanking on my cock as fast as I could. Mr. Smith was so close to coming that he was the first to shoot his load into my mouth. There was so much that I could not swallow it fast enough. Cum was dribbling out of my mouth all over his scrotum. While I was trying to swallow his cum my own cock exploded. Cum was splashing against my right thigh and running down my leg. It was not long before my foot as slipping in the puddle of my own cum. When Artie yanked my ass backwards by my hips Mr. Smith's cock came out of my mouth. When he pulled his cock out of my ass there was a flood of sticky white cum coming out of my ass in clumps. Artie used his big hands to rub his cum all over my ass.

By the time I was allowed to get dress the cum had dried when Mr. Smith dropped me off at my house. It was late so I went straight to bed. I had a great time. Whatever I touch on my body made my hands smell like the two men and their cum.

The End

#8
Long Distance Runner

When you are not very tall you make up for your size by being faster than the bullies trying to catch you. I was one of those boys growing up in Lancaster, England. It is a large city near the west cost of northern England. I started running at a local park regularly. It was my desire to become a track and field runner. I was 11-years-old when I entered high school. I joined the track team, and did well. I was encouraged to work harder. That started me running laps at the park three nights a week.

My Mum used to follow me around in her car. I guess she didn't want a stranger grabbing me. I was a sandy blond haired slender boy much smaller than my age would suggest. There was almost a girlish quality about my physical appearance. My legs were well defined because I had been logging 6 or 7 kilometers [3¾-4¼ miles] a day for about a month when I noticed a man watching me. He never said anything to me. He just watched me every afternoon. One night Mum was parked waiting for me to finish. As I was approaching the car I saw the man talking to my Mum.

It turned out he was a track coach for a local track and field club. He told us his name was Mr. Adams. He was asking my Mum if I would be interested in joining the track team. Mum was very excited about the prospect of me getting professional training and she would not need to stay around to keep an eye on me. All she would need to do is drop me off and pick me up. That would give her a couple of hours she could spend doing other things. That was enough to convince her that it was a great idea. She talked to me about the idea and she told me to give it a try.

I was excited about attending my first practice. I was impressed with Mr. Adams, he was about 6-foot three [1.90 m]. He ran cross country and kept himself lean and in good shape. As the days passed I noticed that even though Mr. Adams hardly ever spoke to me, I kind' a felt like he was watching me. It was as if his eyes were on me all of the time.

There were a lot of boys between the ages of 10 and 16-years-old. There was naturally a lot of testosterone flowing among the team, so there was a natural desire to race each other during practice. When we went to track meets to race against other clubs I was selected to compete in the 800 and 1500 meter [½-1 mile] races and the four-by relays. One meet we went to was in Liverpool.

During the race I got spiked in the leg by a runner in front of me, when I was trapped by a runner on my right shoulder. After the race Mr. Adams took me to the changing room and washed my leg before using a first-aid kit to treat the deep scratch with a cream and bandage my leg for me. He was not saying much while he treated me. When he was patching me up, he rested his hand on my upper thigh. I was not used to anyone touching my bare thigh and I sprang a hard-on. It was clearly visible the way it made my track uniform tent up, like there was a tent pole in my shorts. Mr. Adams just winked at me knowingly, "Chris, not to worry, I have seen lots of hard-on's."

He was very casual about it. When we exited the hanging room Mum was there and concerned that I was not hurt seriously. She thanked Mr. Adams after he assured her that it would hardly leave a scar.

After that Mr. Adams talked to me a lot more during practice. He assured me that it was natural for boys my age to get hard unexpectedly, and it would be our little secret that I got hard when he touched my leg.

As my abilities improved I was allowed to compete in more events. Mum's work made it hard for her to attend all of my meets. That required me to rely on Mr. Adams for transportation more and more. On one of those occasions, during one race another boy, that was taller than me, elbowed me in the chest. It knocked the wind out of me. I threw me off stride. That caused me to finish forth. At least that was good enough to me to advance to the next heat. It was still enough to piss me off. I may be small but when I get mad I don't care how big anyone is. After the race I attacked the guy that elbowed me. He was surprised by my behavior enough that he was slow in reacting. Mr. Adams grabbed me from behind and picked me up, pinning my arms to my side. "Hey tiger cool down or pick on someone your own size."

It may sound stupid, but I felt safe in his arms, anyway he kind' a started spending more time working with me. He even talked to me more while I waited for my Mum to pick me up. He would ask me questions, like "Do you have a girl friend on the team? Why not? Do you masturbate?"

At a race meet I was in a qualifying heat for the main event. A bigger guy was bagging on me, (hell everyone was bigger than me) after I qualified for the main heat I confronted the guy that had been bagging on me.

Even if I'm smaller than most guys, I have a bad temper that flares up when anyone makes fun of me.

Mr. Adams had to restrain me again. He had heard the verbal exchange and knew by the expression on my face, what I was likely to do, so he anticipated my reaction. He physically dragged me away from the guy. He escorted me back to the changing room and along the way he cautioned me, "Tiger if you didn't control my temper you will be disqualified from the meet."

Another reaction when I get really mad is that I cry. It is not because I'm hurt or anything like that. At least I didn't start crying until we were in the changing room. Mr. Adams sat down on a bench and sat me on his knee. "Calm down son, its okay." He was rubbing my back and belly with his big hands. He actually slipped his hand under the top of my track uniform and continued rubbing my bare skin. It felt nice. We had been sitting there close to ten minutes when another coach stuck his head in the door and called out, "Is everything okay?"

Mr. Adams shouted, "YES 3; EVERYTHING IS UNDER CONTROL!" Then Mr. Adams sat me on the bench next to him and ran his hand up my upper thigh. It felt good. He asked, "You're okay then?"

"Yes."

Then he looked at me and said, "Let's get back to the meet then." He seemed a little uncomfortable. It was as if he regretted touching me too personally. He didn't say much to me for the next couple of days. That upset me. I wondered what I had done to upset him. I had enjoyed the personal contact that had taken place at the last track meet.

I it must have been two months later that the word was spread that we were being invited to a race at Oxford. Everyone was excited because that meant we would get to spend a couple of days there. Everyone was talking about it all week.

When the list of members of the team going was posted my name was not on the list. At first I was disappointed at being left off the list but the longer I thought about it the madder I got. I stormed into the coach's office, demanding to know why I was not traveling with the team. Mr. Adams knew I was mad. "I have spoken to your mother and she told me that she can't take the time off from work. Without someone to look after you, I can't take the responsibility of allowing you to come with the team."

"I don't need anyone to look after me! I will be fine."

He just laughed, "It doesn't work like that."

"Well you can look after me like you did in the changing room!" I challenged him. "I know you fancied me."

He suddenly became cross with me. He grabbed my shoulders and shook me violently, "Don't ever say that again!"

When he let go of me, I practically ran out of his office. I was disappointed that I did not get to go to Oxford with the team. He didn't talk to me for more than a week. I regretted ever saying anything about him fancying me.

Eventually he did start chatting to me again. He got my E-mail address, so that he could send me training information. There was advice about warming up before practice or competition, nutritional advice and running tips. One day after practice practically everyone had gone home.

Mr. Adams told me to go to his office. I was kind' a nervous, thinking I had done something to incur his wrath. When we entered his office, he waited until we were seated before he asked me if I would be interested in entering longer distances, for instance the 3,000 meter [2 miles]. I was not sure about my ability to run longer distances. At that point he reminded me of my accusation that he fancied me.

I felt my cheeks go flush and knew that I was blushing.

Mr. Adams put his arm around me, "It is true I do fancy you, and always have. You're like a China doll."

I could not help laughing at the suggestion that I was a China doll.

"I didn't want to rush things with you. You just shocked me when you accused me of what I was thinking about. It took me awhile to come to grips with my feelings. If you were serious about me looking after you the way I did in the changing room then I want to do it. We do have to be careful. He could get in a lot of trouble and very embarrassing to you if anyone suspected that we were gay lovers."

He placed his hand on my head and started stroking my hair. I found myself actually placed my hand on his cock, with only the material of his pants and underwear separated my hand from his cock. His cock was as hard as a rock. He started moaning as he slipped his hand down the front of my shorts. He gently started feeling my cock.

Then he said, "Not here it is too risky. You need to ask your mum about extra training. I will talk to her on the phone about training you for long distance running, Okay?" Then he kissed me and sent me on my way home.

My Mum was excited about the idea when I told her that Mr. Adams wanted to train me for long distance running. She said, "You look stronger since you started training, and you are eating better. I'm sure the extra training would do wonders for you. It would be just you and Mr. Adams jogging through the county side. With her blessings I met Mr. Adams at the edge of town the next afternoon.

He told me, "I have a surprise for you. We started to run up a trail for about a half mile [800 m] then on to a caravan part (recreational trailer park). It was growing dark because it was well after school during the winter. We headed directly for a large caravan while he pulled out a key. When we were inside he closed the curtains and turned on the lights. He said, "This has to be our secret. No one knows of this place."

He took off his shirt before her took out a laptop computer and showed me pictures of men and boys. I was clicking through the file stopping long enough to study each picture. Some of the boys were really hot some were not all that hot. Mr. Adams was rubbing my chest and back while was looking at the pictures. He started kissing my neck and eventually my nipples. I thought it felt great, and he kept asking if I was okay with what he was doing. I assured him that I liked what he was doing. At that point he picked me up like a baby, and carried be to the back of the caravan where there was a bedroom.

It had a double bed, that he laid me on. He removed my running shoes and shorts. He was kissing me everywhere. He took my Willy in his hand and started wanking me off. All I can say is that it was awesome. It was much better than when I did it to myself, at home. I regretted it when he stopped playing with me. He took out a camera and took pictures on me on the bed fully naked and sporting a hard-on. He asked me to wank for the camera.

I asked him why he wanted to take pictures of me like that. He told me that he wanted so that he could wank over them when I wasn't around. He took close up of me wanking off.

When he was satisfied with the number of pictures he had taken he discarded the camera, before he took hold of my cock and stared sucking my cock. It was to thrilling to have my cock sucked on like that. My cock exploded, as I shot my load of cum in his mouth. I watched him swallow the cum and lick my cock clean. I felt like time had stopped but I'm sure it was only about five minutes before he sat up and pulled down his shorts.

Mr. Adams told me to play with his cock. I did so without question. He was hung very well. I had never seen one that big before. I could wrap both of my hands around the shaft and still there would be plenty of the shaft left exposed below the thick cap of the crown of his cock. I started to wank him off, while he kept saying, "Oh yes 3; oh yes go on doll, do it faster."

I did as he told me until he started shooting loads of cum all over me. When he was finished squirting cum all over me, he just collapsed on the bed. I wanted to get up, but he said, "No!"

I wanted to wipe the cum off of my body.

Mr. Adams said, "No!" He licked his cum off of my body. Then he licked my legs. He turned me over and licked my bum and even my bum hole. That was a strange feeling. It felt funny but very erotically good feeling. I even had a climax caused by him tonguing my backside.

After he was finished he insisted that we get dressed and go home. His explained his plan to me to make it clear, while we were heading home. We would run as much as a marathon three or four times a week but every other day we would go to his caravan.

Mr. Adams also would set up his computer camera so that he could connect with other men. We would suck each other's cock for the men. The men would ask me to turn around and spread my bum so they could see my bum hole. Mr. Adams would lick my hole too. Sometimes we would connect with other men that would perform sex for us. That was the first time I actually saw two grown men actually take turns fucking each other's bum hole. That inspired Mr. Adams to teach me how to take a man's cock up my bum.

He prepared me by using a spray topical anesthetic to numb my hole and greased my hole and his cock before he put it in me. I was sweating but managed to accept it. In time I learned to accept it without all of the preparation. We even entrained men on the computer. I would watch men wanking off while Mr. Adams was fucking me.

We have been meeting there for a couple of years. I have let my hair grow longer. It is actually long enough to put in a ponytail. When we meet in the caravan I dress up like a girl sometimes. I learned to love it when he would fuck my boy pussy.

The End

#9
Bobby and the Neighbor

Being a horny young boy I jacked off as many times a day as I could. I was the happiest boy in town when I had my first climax that resulted in me producing a few drops of clear cum.

When I was 11-years-old my sexual education was expanded beyond belief by my father's best friend. He lived next door to us. Him and his wife were like another aunt and uncle to me. When my parents wanted to get away for a weekend they could always call upon James to look after me.

One of those times when my father and mother wanted to get away, for a weekend to themselves, I was spending the weekend with James. It started out like any other weekend.

When it was bedtime I could not resist jacking off. While I was lying in bed I had tossed back the blankets and had a wad of Kleenex in hand to cum in, when James walked in to say goodnight. I was caught in the act. I felt like a fool, there was nothing I could say.

James stopped and paused for a moment, "Carry on son." Then he backed up and closed the door. I fully expected to get a lecture from him the next morning. That was what my parents did every time they caught me masturbating. It was as if they didn't understand how strong my sexual desires were.

I didn't look forward to having to face James the next morning. Eventually I had to get up. I dressed and slowly and made my way to the kitchen. James didn't say anything while he finished preparing or meal. He was very casual. He was talking about the articles in the sports page. There was no mention about what he caught me doing last night. I felt uncomfortable all day.

Later that evening James brought me a box and sat it on my lap while he sat down next to me. I looked at the box and then at James with a puzzled look on my face. When I opened the box I found several stacks of photographs. One stack was devoted to naked boys playing with heir cocks. The boys in the pictures were a variety of ages. Some looked like they were no more than 3-years-old and some looked like they were as old as 16-years-old. The next stack was of boys sucking each other and playing with their cocks. Another stack was of naked men jacking off. There were pictures of men sucking each other and fucking each other's ass. The last stack was of men sucking young bys cocks and some of men fucking young boys in the ass.

While I was studying every picture carefully I felt James place his arm around my shoulders and his other hand started rubbing the front of my pants with his other hand. While I was looking at a picture of a fat old man that was balding and what hair that was left was white sucking on the cock of a boy that looked even younger than me, James opened my pants and started jacking me off. When I was as hard as I could get he leaned over and started sucking on my dick.

I was holding a picture in one hand while he sucked on me. I could not resist placing my other hand on the front of his pants to find out if his cock was a big as the naked old man in the picture. There came a point when his cock became more important than the pictures.

I placed the lid back on the box and let the box slide to the floor. I struggled to unfasten his pants while he continued sucking my dick. He eventually helped me by getting up on the couch on his knees. That allowed me to get his pants open and pull his cock out. I was fascinated with the feeling of his cock in my hand. I was milking his cock like a cow's tit while he sucked my cock. I was so excited I didn't tell him I was about to cum. I felt my cock jerk and I squirted a few drops into his mouth. I feared that he would be mad at me for cumming in his mouth.

James didn't stop sucking my dick until it went soft. When he lifted his head up he smiled at me and kissed me on the mouth. He had swallowed my cum but I could taste it in his mouth. At that point he straddled my hips and stuck his cock in my mouth. He hung onto the back of the couch and proceeded to fuck my mouth. My jaw got tired before he came but when he did I had not anticipated the amount of cum he squirted into my mouth. When I tried to breathe some of the thick white cum came sputtering out of my nose. We cuddled up after that and talked about what we had done. He assured me that he loved me and we could do everything that was in the pictures if I wanted, as long as I didn't tell anyone.

I hugged him while I assured him that I wanted to do everything with him. It would take time for both of us to recover so we just studied pictures until bedtime. He assured me that he wanted me to sleep in bed with him. We took off our clothes and went to bed. That night he placed his cock between my legs and fucked me from behind until he squirted cum all over my legs. He gave me a hand-job until I came too. We drifted off to sleep with him holding me tightly.

The next time I spent the night with him we studied pictures while jacking each other off for a long time. We sucked each other's cocks before bed. We went to bed sans clothes as usual. James pulled me up against his body and I felt his boner poking me in between my ass cheeks. My butt crack was sweaty and he was dripping pre-cum. He was wiping his cock up and down the crack, making it even wetter. Every time his cock passed my asshole I felt a thrill. When he tried to insert it I pleased for him to stop because it hurt too much.

James reached over my body and pulled the bedside table open and took out a tube of lubricant. While he was leaning over me his larger body was pressing the air out of me. It felt good but when he rolled back off of my body it felt cooler and I could breathe again. While I was recovering James had unscrewed the cap and was squirting the stuff about the consistency of toothpaste all over his cock. He put the cap back on the tube and dropped it behind his body. Then he used his free hand to rub the stuff all over his cock. His hand was as greasy as his dick. He stuck those greasy fingers in my butt, and even slipped his finger up my ass. It felt good when I relaxed.

This time when he stuck his cock between my butt, it slipped into my asshole. There was a moment when my body tightened up and I felt that stabbing pain, but I relaxed and it went in slowly. I felt his body press against my butt before he stated thrusting in and out. He reached around my body with his greasy hand and played with my boyish tits. He managed to lick the inside of my ear. I could not believe how much his fucking me was turning me on. I even squirted cum on his sheets before James squirted cum into my ass. I felt the cum leaking out of my ass after he pulled his cock out of my ass.

I was so happy to be held by James as we went to sleep that I could think of nothing but how much I loved sex with him. He started fucking me several times a week after that. I even enjoyed sucking his wet cock after he had fucked me. He would even show me pictures of his wife sucking his cock. Then he would have me put on her soiled panties while he made love to me. It would always end with him pulling down the back of the panties and fucking my ass.

As the months passed two things came to mind. The first thing that I wondered about was why James' wife never got wise to what the two of us were doing and what it would be like to have sex with boys my age or younger.

I eventually learned that James' wife knew what he was doing with me and watched sometimes while she masturbated. She would fuck him after I went home. As for the second question I found out about sex with boys easily enough.

I started talking to my best friend about what he knew about sex and if he had ever had sex with a guy. When he admitted that he had played with an older cousin's cock a few times. It didn't take long before we were sucking each other's cocks. I showed him some of the pictures James had and before long we were fucking each other. The two of us sought out other young boys and taught them all about sex. We would ask around and find boys that were known to be sexually active. It was not long before we had a group of at least a dozen boys that were into sucking and fucking.

The End