Date: Sat, 15 Jun 2019 10:11:10 -0700
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Lona, (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, anal, best, b/MMm)

Adult Youth, oral, anal, best, b/MMm

Author's Note:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions
of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering
their sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex
between a consenting underage boy and adult males...  If
this type of content offends you or you are under the
age of 18 do not read it.

Copyright 2018 Wolf, all rights reserved.

You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you
like.  All flames will be ignored.

                          Lona
                           By
                          Wolf

	My parents both worked and made arrangements
for the wife of a farmer near our southern Kentucky to
look after me when I was 7-years-old and wasn't in
school.  They were a 50-year-old couple, with a 25-year-
old son.

	She was a portly woman that acted as my
babysitter for years.  I called the woman Aunt Helen
and I called her husband Uncle Jim.  I enjoyed visiting
the farm to be around all of the animals.  There were a
lot of different animals; can, free range chicks, milk
cows, dogs, and working horses.

	I enjoyed playing with the dogs.  The biggest dog
was a ran boxer named Bruno.  I couldn't help noticing
that he was always trying to my leg when I would sit on
a hay bale.  Several times I witnessed Bruno mating with
the female dogs.  (Jim called them bitches.)  A few
times I saw him mount the other male dogs.  I saw his
red-mottled cock enter their asshole and he fucked
them.  When he was finished fucking both female and
male dogs, he would dismount and be hung up the butt to
butt.  Jim told me that Bruno's cock had a knot what
would swell up inside the other dogs lock him into them
until the swelling went down.  When I asked why he
fucked the male dogs, he told me that Bruno reinforced
his dominance over the other males.

	Aunt Helen had been my babysitter for about a
year when one weekend everything changed between
Uncle Jim and me.  I was spending the weekend at their
farm, something I had done many times before.  Helen
had to take a trip into town for some reason and she
told me that Jim would be looking after me while she
was in town.

	He always insisted that I just call him Jim.  He
told her I could just hang out with him at the barn and
he would watch me and I was excited about getting to
see the animals.  After she drove way in the old Ford
pickup truck.  He grabbed my hand and told me that he
and I were going to have a lot of fun in the barn
because he was going to teach me a new game that only
he and I could play but I couldn't tell anyone or I would
get into trouble and they would take all my toys away.

	I said, "Okay"

	I liked playing games and I was good at keeping
secrets.  With that John led me to the barn.  The barn
was empty and just had that normal dusty barn smell of
hay. linseed oil used to preserve ropes and old axil
grease.  I asked, "Where are the animals?"

	"We will bring in the animals later.  For now, I
know you need to pee-pee because you have been
drinking a lot of sweet tea before Aunt Helen left!" Jim
said.

	I was unaware that he had put something in the
tea that made my penis get painfully hard and longer
than it had ever been.  The end result was that the
front of my pants was noticeably sticking out in front of
my Weiner.

	"It is okay to unfasten your pants and pee on the
dirt in here."  He pulled me in front of him facing away
from him and pulled my shorts and underwear down.
Then he took hold of my little Weiner his thumb and
two fingers and announced, "I need to hold it for you
while your pee-peeing."

	It was hard to start peeing with him holding it,
but eventually, I started peeing longer than I had ever
peed before.  Once I finished peeing, he started tolling
my Weiner between his fingers.  It was still as hard as a
wooden dowel.

	"Does your thingy feel funny?"

	I nodded my head yes.

	"Well, Uncle Jim will make it feel better and really
good.  Your thingy will get a special feeling if you are a
really good boy and let Uncle Jim keep playing with it?"

	"Okay," I responded.

	He used his thumb and two fingers to pull the skin
on my dick back and forth.  He told me that he was
jacking me off, and asked me if it felt good?

	I said, "Yeah...really good."  After a few minutes, I
told him, "I feel like I have to pee-pee really bad."

	He said, "That's good baby boy...go ahead and pee-
pee.  Instead of peeing Uncle Jim going to make it get a
special feeling."

	Suddenly, I began to shake and tremble all over,
while he whispered in my ear. "This will make your thingy
get a special feeling!  Doesn't it feel good baby boy?"

	I collapsed into his arms and went limp.  As a
result of his manipulation of my penis I experience my
first dry cum.

	"That is a good boy for Uncle Jim now keep being a
good boy for Uncle Jim and let Uncle Jim play with it
some more, then we will go find the horses and cows."

	 He continued to play with my Weiner until I had
four more orgasms in quick succession.  He told me, "You
are a big boy for being good for me.  Remember that I
am the only one to play the special feeling game with
you."

	"Okay"

	After he helped me pull up my shorts and
underwear we went out to the pasture.  The cows were
simply eating the grass, but the horses were in another
pasture.  At one point one of the male horses mounted
another horse.  I had seen horses mating before, but
this time I realized that the horse was mounting
another male horse.

	Jim told me that the alpha male mounts the other
males to demonstrate that he is the dominant male.

	I was fascinated by the sight of the male sticking
his long cock into the asshole of the other male horse.
While he was being fucked the horse's, cock dropped
out of the sheath.  Jim knelt by the horse and took hold
of the horse's cock and played with it, just like he had
done to me.  When the horse started squirting watery
cum, Jim caught some in his hand and rube dome under
my nose and stick a couple of wet fingers in my mouth.

	I didn't mind the smell or taste at all.  Jim assured
me that adult males make cum too.  He told me that he
would allow me to taste his cum eventually.

	The cows had to be milked twice a day and they
were led into milk shed.  I was taught how to clean their
teats and attach the milking machines.

	When Jim was satisfied that I was keeping our
secret he slowed me to jack him off.  When he would
cum, he would allow me to taste his cum.  Then he
demonstrated how to suck cock on me by sucking my
little Wiener.

	Learning how to suck Jim's cock until I could
swallow his cum intruded me and got me to wondering
about Bruno.  One day, while Jim was in town and Helen
was busy doing the week's laundry I went to the barn
and when Bruno started sniffing the crotch of my pants,
I opened my pants and pulled my underwear down under
my balls.  Bruno started licking my dick and balls.  The
rough surface of his tongue felt good and I had a dry
orgasm.  Figured that I would find out what it would
feel like to be fucked by Bruno.

	I removed my pants and underwear and draped
myself across a hay bale, and Bruno actually started
licking my asshole, then he mounted me like he did the
other dogs.  As he mounded me his front legs clung to
my ribcage and I felt his dewclaws digging into my flesh.
He moved his hind legs closer and started stabbing at
my asshole until his cock entered my ass.  He fucked me
fast and hard like he did the other dogs.  I felt the
knot swell and wondered if he was going to be locked in
me until the swelling went down.  When he was finished,
he pulled back and I felt my asshole stretch as he
pulled out.  I felt his warm watery cum dripping balls
and the inside of my thighs.  I gathered up a handful of
loose straw and wiped my legs and asshole, and got
dressed.  As I left the barn Bruno curled up in a cool
corner and started licking his red mottled cock.

	I was self-conscious about the tingling feeling in
my asshole and the fear that Bruno's cum leaking out
and making the seat of my pants wet.  I made a beeline
for the bathroom to take a dump to make sure my ass
was dry.  I was in no hurry to do that again.  But as time
passed, I got curious about it doing it again.  It was
about a week later that I planned on doing it again.

	This time I took a wad of toilet paper with me.
Only this time while Bruno was fucking me, I head Jim
clear his throat.  I looked up and saw him standing there
with his cock in hand.  My impulse was to flee but I was
pinned under Bruno.  Bruno finished fucking me and
pulled out with a notable sucking sound as his cock was
pulled out.  He slowly made his way to the corner and
curled up to lick his cock.  I made an effort to stand up
but Jim placed a big hand on my back pinning me to the
hay bale.

	"Don't move boy!  If you want to act like a Bitch in
heat, you might as well find out what it feels like to be
fucked by a man."  He unfastened his bib-overalls and
dropped them and his boxer underwear to his ankles.

	Jim a not a tall man, maybe 5' 7" tall, slender and
with a hairy body tuning gray.  His cock was not quite 5"
long.  He aimed his cock at my asshole and it was
dripping Bruno's watery cum.  He stuck his cock in my
ass and I felt the eight of his body pressing against my
butt before he started fucking me.   Jim leaned over me
and whispered in my ear, "Are you going to be my boy
bitch from now on?"

	I whispered, "Yes Uncle Jim."

	When he finished cumming in my ass he pulled out
of my ass and came around my body and stuck his cock
into my mouth and I sucked hid wet cock clean.  When
he allowed me to get dressed, I made good use of that
wad of toilet paper.

	The first time we had the place to ourselves
because Helen was visiting a sick friend.  Jim had called
his 25-year-old son to come home for a visit.  Bill was
about 6'-3" and weighed about 190 pounds.

	I met him before and was impressed with his size.
This time when I visited the farm Jim told Bill that I
was his new bot bitch.  Bill was thrilled to welcome me
into the fold.  The three of us removed our clothes and
Jim sat in his favorite chair and jacked off while
watching his son make love to me.

	When I got my first look at Bill's cock it
frightened me.  His cock was at least 8-inches long and
much thicker than his father's.  I learned fast enough
that he could stick all of it into my ass.  I got the
biggest boner of my life while he was fucking my ass.

	When I found out that Bill lived in town, not far
from home.  I was able to ride my bike to visit him.  The
first time I knocked on his door Bill answered the door
wearing a thin cotton robe.  He invited me in and hugged
me.  I felt his stiff cock poking me in the belly.  When
he led me into the living room there was a redheaded
teenager sitting on his couch.  Bill introduced me to
Albert a fifteen-year-old teenager friend of his.

	Albert was naked and was playing with his cock.
His body was cover with freckles and his pubic hair was
red.  We spent the rest of the day sucking each other's
cocks and I enjoyed being fucked by both of them.

	There came a time when my mother asked me
about all of the time I was spending at Bill's home.  I
told her we were working on a hot rod he was building,
but she eventually confronted me about cum stains on
my underwear.  "Lona, are you having sex with him?"

	I broke down and told her that I had been having
sex with Uncle Jim and his son for years.  My sudden
confession upset my mother but she got over it
eventually.  She told me that her brother was gay too.
My father was pissed to learn that his son was a fag,
but he eventually got over it.

	I eventually got to visit my uncle in Louisville and
was introduced to the gay life in the big city.


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