Date: Fri, 22 Jan 2010 19:10:25 -0500
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Adult Book Store (gay/adult youth. oral, anal, b/MM..)

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               Adult Book Store
                      By
                     Wolf

	When I was 11-years old I discovered some
pornography hidden in an abandoned warehouse.  It
was not the kind of stuff you see in popular
magazines for men.  These magazines were gay in
nature.  I found the pictures of men sucking each
other's cocks.  I found the sight of naked men
playing with each other and showing off their asses
very erotic.  I wore the pages out looking at the
pictures and jacking off until my little dick actually
got so swollen that the swelling would not go down.  I
started looking for other magazines to replace the
ones I had worn out.

	I knew about the local news and paperback
store.  The front of the store displayed a large
variety of magazines that ranged from comic books,
hot rod; fishing, hunting, home improvement, cooking
and hobby magazines.  There was a back room
posted 'ADULTS ONLY'.  I knew that back there was
the kind of magazines I was looking for but I was
too young to get back there without drawing the
attention of the clerk.

	One evening I was there looking at comic books
when the clerk went back to a storage room to get
something.  I was the only person in the store at the
time, so I made a bold move and slipped into the
adult room.  I scanned the books and magazines
quickly.  I knew that I might be discovered at any
minute.  The pictures of half naked women didn't
faze me I was looking for the gay section.  When I
spotted the section I moved to it and started
picking up magazines looking for the juicy stuff.  I
was so absorbed by the pictures of men sucking and
fucking each other, I didn't notice that a man had
entered behind me.

	I almost pissed my pants when I felt a hand
resting lightly on my shoulder.  When I turned to see
who had touched me I was looking at a chubby man
not much taller than myself.  His gray hair was
cropped short and he has a full trimmed bears.  His
blue eyes sparkled with a warm smile.  His hand was
resting on my shoulder lightly.  He asked me, "Do you
like looking at these kinds of pictures?"

	I nodded my head in agreement.

	"If you like I will buy you some to look at?"

	I nodded again.

	The man quickly selected a few magazines and
ushered me from the room.  The clerk didn't even
flinch when he saw me exit the room with the
chubby man right behind me.  The man placed the
magazines on the counter and said, "I would also like
one of your special selections."

	The clerk reached under the counter and pulled
out another magazine and placed it on the counter.
He rang up the purchase.  The chubby man paid for
them and collected his change.  The clerk placed the
magazines in a paper bag and handed it to the
chubby man.  The chubby man ushered me out the
back door of the place.

	He led me across the small parking lot to the
only car there.  I was impressed by the car.  It was
a bright blue BMW convertible Z4.  The rag top was
up.  The chubby little man opened the door with the
remote key.  Normally I would have been reluctant
to get into a car with a stranger but this was a hot
looking car and the man had just bought me a bag
full of gay porn.  I got into the passenger seat while
the man walked around the car and got in behind the
steering wheel.  I pulled out one of the magazines
and started looking at the pictures by the dim light
from a security light on the back of the store.  The
man reached over and rubbed the front of my jeans.
I got a boner right away.

	The man asked, "Would you like to come to my
place to look at the magazines all you like?  If you
like we might even see if you would like to do some
of the things in the pictures."

	My mouth was dry when I tried to speak.  The
idea of getting to do the things I had seen in my
magazine pictures had my dick so hard that it was
straining at the buttons on my pants.  I almost
choke when I tried to say, "Yah."

	The man started the engine and put the car in
reverse.  He swung the car around smoothly and put
the car in first gear.  The car was low to the ground
and responded to the slightest touch of the gas-
peddle and steering-wheel.  I think he took a
vicarious route to his home to make it hard for me
to tell where he lived.  I happen to know the area too
well for that.  I was looking at the pictures while he
was driving.  When he was not shifting gears he
rested his hand on the front of my lap and squeezed
my hard little dick.

	He asked, "What is your name son?" while his
hand was rubbing my dick.  "My named is Arnold."

	I said, "My name is Johnny."

	When he pulled into the driveway of an
interesting looking apartment complex I recognized
them right away.  There were at total of eight
apartments arranged in a square.  There were
garages behind each one of the apartments.  He
opened the garage door with a remote control.
When we got out of the car and headed around the
building he closed the door by remote.  I was still
carrying the paper bag as we rounded the building.  I
had not known that there was a swimming pool in the
middle of the rectangular area grounds.  He led me
to the front door of the apartment.  The place was
almost hidden by tropical plants.  The front door
was almost hidden as we made our way to the door.

	The inside was very nice looking.  It was a man's
residence.  The entertainment center was all steel.
The pictures on the wall were not something I would
have expected.  There was a life size photograph on
a naked man half turned away from the camera and
holding his cock.  The couch and recliner furniture
was modern and covered in coffee colored leather.
The coffee table was made of steel like the
entrainment center with a thick glass top that
looked strong enough to support a car.  Arnold
guided me to the couch where he sat down next to
me, while I spread the contents of the paper bag on
the coffee table.

	The one that caught my eye was the one that
the clerk had retrieved from under the counter.
The cover of the magazine was of two young boy's
totally naked outdoors in an open field playing with
each other's dicks.  The title on the cover of the
magazine was "Chicken Pluckers."  I thought the title
was funny.  Arnold told me that the title is a
reference to men that like to have sex with young
boys, boys being the chickens.

	As I flipped through the pages I was
fascinated with the pictures of young boys playing
with each other's dick and sucking on them.  Later
pages had pictures of adult men sucking the boy's
dicks and the boys sucking the large cocks of the
men.  When I got to a page where and adult man was
sticking his cock into the ass of a boy even younger
than me, I studied the picture very carefully.

	Arnold was sitting next to me and had one arm
around my shoulders and he was rubbing the front
of my pants.  He started fumbling with unfastening
my pants.  When he got my pants open he slipped his
hand inside the warmth of my pants and felt my
little dick.  I could not believe how good it felt.  It
was far more exciting than when I played with
myself.  When he fished my balls and dick out of my
underpants he bent over and blew cool air on my dick
before he licked my dick and balls.  My dick was
throbbing when he took it into his mouth and started
sucking on my dick.  I rested my free hand on top of
his head while he was sucking on my dick.

	I asked him if men could really fuck boys like in
these pictures.  He lifted his head up and smiled at
me as he said, "Of course they can.  It takes time to
get used to it but after anyone gets used to fucking
ass they love it."

	His statement caused me to squirt my load of
cum all over his face.  He smiled and wiped his face
and licked his fingers.  Arnold didn't press me to
reciprocate.  He simply said, "It might not be wise to
take these magazines home with you because your
mother would likely find them eventually.  If you
leave them here you can come by anytime you like to
look at them."

	I agreed with his logic and also looked forward
to having him suck my cock again.  After I got
dressed he drove me home.  He gave me his business
card.  It contained his full name, title of Architect,
address and phone number.  He told me to call him
whenever I wanted to come over.  I jacked off three
times that night just thinking about the pictures and
the prospect of having sex with Arnold again.

	Before was over the next day I used my cell-
phone to call Arnold to find out if I could come over.
Arnold was thrilled that I was so horny and assured
me that I was welcome.  As I passed through the
entrance to the apartment complex I passed the
common mail box there was a man opening his box
and taking out his mail.  He looked at me as I passed
him.  I noticed that he smiled at me and gave me a
wink.  It made nervous.  Did he know why I was
there?

	When I knocked on the door Arnold greeted
me with a warm hug.  When I told him about the man
winking at me, he told me that everyone in the
apartment complex is gay.  He was sure the man was
admiring me.

	This day we shed our clothes and I got my
first look at what Arnold looked like naked.  I had
never seen anyone as hairy as this little chubby man.
His body hair was gray too.  The only place there
was no hair was where skin was rubbed; under arms,
butt, backs of thighs and his round belly.  His belly
was hanging over so much that his crotch was tucked
away between thick thighs.  What was fascinating
about his sex organ was that his balls were so large.
Rather than dangling sacks, his scrotum was as large
and round as a softball.  His dick was tucked away
above the scrotum.  Only the tip of the knob was
visible.  The skin obscured most of the knob.

	Arnold stood there and took hold of his dick
and jacked off for a moment.  When he removed his
hand I saw that his erection made his dick stick out
about four inches.  It was a little thicker than mine
but not any longer.  I wanted to find out what a cock
would taste like.

	I knelt in front of him and took hold of his hips
as I took his cock into my mouth.  When I took his
entire dick into my mouth the top of my head was
supporting his belly.  I could not resist feeling those
large balls.  They were very firm, as if they were
filled with liquid.  I sucked his cock until he warned
me that he was about to cum.  As I pulled my head
back he squirted cum into my mouth.  I did not find
the taste bad at all.

	Arnold offered to let me fuck him.  As we
retired to his bedroom and I removed my clothes, I
asked him why his balls were so big.  He told me that
in his youth he had played a lot of soccer.  He told
me that he had been kicked in the balls so many
times that he had gotten a hydro-cell.  He told me
that what that meant was blood vessels ruptured
inside his scrotum and lymph filled the sack with
fluid.

	The thought of getting kicked down there
enough to cause the sack to fill with fluid sounded
very painful.  I relaxed my grip on his balls.  He
assured me that I was not hurting him.

	He got on top of the bed on his hands and
knees.  I got on top of the bed behind him.  He
rested his head on his pillow and reached back and
spread his big round butt to expose his hairy
asshole.  I moved on my knees behind him and wiped
my stiffy up and down the sweaty valley of his butt.
It looked like the skin around his asshole was stained
a darker brown and there were hairs all around the
opening.  When I pressed the head of my dick
against the opening it resisted and sank in before
the head of my dick slipped in.  I could not believe
how good it felt to have my dick in the hole.  It was
far better than just my fingers around it.  I started
fucking his ass while holding onto his hips.  I was
sweating and breathing hard by the time I squirted
my load into his ass.  I collapsed over his back while
I rested.  I could smell his cologne and sweat.

	When my dick slipped out of his ass I rolled
over beside him.  He cuddled up next to me and
started kissing me.  It was like I was a girl the way
his stuck his tongue into my mouth.  It felt finny
kissing a bearded man like that.  He was rubbing my
chest and toying with my nipples.  I could not believe
how excited that made me.  I had another boner in
no time.  Arnold went down and sucked my dick
clean.  I could not believe he was willing to suck my
dick, knowing where it had been.  He sucked me until
I climaxed again.  There were only a couple of drops
left this time.

	I wanted to spend more time with him but knew
I had to get home soon.  I cleaned up and got
dressed.  I spend the next couple of the days trying
to come up with ways that would allow me to visit
Arnold more often.  I came up with the idea that I
could introduce Arnold as the father of one of the
boys in my class at school.  I figured that telling my
parents that I was going to spend the night with a
classmate would be as good of an excuse as any.
Arnold took some convincing to meet my parents.

	I had him come to school on the next open
house.  I introduced Arnold to my parents as the
father of one of the boys in my class.  They chatted
with each other in the hall.  My parents were
impressed to learn that he designed homes and
commercial buildings.  They chatted for a few
minutes.  They told me that he was a nice gentalman.
They thought he must have married late in life to
have a son my age at his age.

	It was just luck that within days my parents
were invited to a funeral of a relative in the home
town of my mother.  They were reluctant to drag me
along to the funeral of a distant relative.  I jumped
on the opportunity to suggest that they let me stay
with my friend.  They called Arnold and he assured
them that he would be pleased to look after me for
a few days.  He would be happy to see to it that I
got to school if they wanted to stay a few more
days.  He came over and picked me up.

	As soon as we were in his apartment we shed
our clothes.  The first thing I did was suck his cock
while he played with my ass.  He inserted a finger
and finger fucked me awhile.  I asked him how long it
would take before I could get fucked like I had done
to him.  Arnold assured me that it would hurt, but if
I was willing, he would be willing to start breaking me
in.  I begged him to teach me.

	Arnold told me, "We better start on something
sturdy.  The bed would be too soft to start with."

	He told me to kneel on top of the coffee table.
It was not until I was kneeling on top of the glass
that I observed that there was a mirror on the
cross supports that allowed me to see myself while
looking down.  Arnold had a lubricant called 'KY' that
he used to grease up my asshole with his finger.
Then he greased up his cock before wiping his hands
clean on my ass.  He pulled me back so that my knees
were on the edge of the table.  He told me, "You are
going to have to strain like you are taking a dump, or
it is going to hurt a lot!"

	I felt him rest his hands on my butt and spread
my butt wide open and moved his hips around until
his dick was lined up with my asshole.  It did hurt
when his cock entered my ass.  I was sweating like it
was 110 degrees in the room.  It was all I could do to
strain like I was taking a shit.  I was looking at the
mirror and saw my dick swinging back and forth with
every thrust of Arnold's hips.  I could see those big
balls slapping against the backs of my own balls.
Every time I relaxed my asshole tried to tighten up,
sending a sharp stabbing pain in my ass.  It came as
a surprise to me when I shot my load of cum on top
of the glass table top.  Eventually Arnold squirted
his load in my ass.  I could feel the white cum
dripping out of my ass, and dripped on the table top
to mingle with my own pool of cum.

	When he pulled his cock out of my ass I slipped
down on the table top to rest on the cool glass.  I
didn't even think about the pool of cum I was resting
on.  When I looked at the mirror, I could see the
wet skin of my belly spreading the cum to the edge
of my body.  I reached back and felt of my butt.
The hole was swollen and wide open.  Cum was
trickling down the inside of my legs.

	Arnold pulled me up and turned me around so
that I was sitting on the glass.  He hugged me and
kissed the tears from my cheeks.  I assured him
that I felt okay.  I could not resist looked down at
the mirror to see what my ass looked like.  My butt
was flattened out and my asshole was still gaping
open like an open mouth kissing the glass.  There was
still some cum leaking out of my ass.

	I went to the bathroom to take a real shit and
wash off my body.  When I waddled back to the
living-room Arnold had cleaned up the mess on the
coffee table.  He had me sit on his lap while we
talked about what we were going to do for the next
couple of days.  I wanted to try everything I had
seen in the magazines.

	The picture I selected was of a boy being
fucked in the ass while another adult was stuffing
his cock in the boy's mouth.  Arnold grinned like a
'Cheshire Cat.'  He said, "I have someone in mind that
would be the perfect third."

	He slipped into a silk kimono and rubber shower
shoes.  He told me to relax and he would be right
back.  He slipped out the front door.  I sat back on
the couch to play with my dick a little while I waited
for Arnold to return.  I was just about to cum again
when the door opened and Arnold ushered the man I
had seen at the mail box into the room and closed
the door behind them.  The man was a little
surprised to see me sitting there naked and playing
with my dick.

	I felt foolish looking at the man that had
grinned at me so knowingly.  Arnold made the formal
introductions.  All I remember was that his name
was Bruce.  He reached out and cupped my balls and
dick and said, "It looks like your guest is about to
cum without us."

	Arnold chuckled, "You know how horny these
youngsters are."

	They sat down next to me on either side and
both of them started rubbing my body with their
hands.  I found it very exciting to kiss a clean
shaven man.  We showed him the photograph of that
boy being fucked at both ends.  He was all too willing
to take part in the act.  I assumed my previous
position on the table.  Arnold opened his kimono and
assumed his position behind me.  While he was
greasing his cock and my ass Bruce dropped his
pants and removed his shirt.  He positioned himself
in front of me and pulled on his cock until he had a
hard-on.  I had to admire his cock and balls.  The
cock was about the average length of the men in the
pictures in the magazines and it was not as fat as
Arnold's cock.  It had a distinct curve to the left.  I
assumed that was from years of masturbating with
his right hand.  I clung to his hips as he shoved his
cock down my throat.  I could not pull back because
Arnold was driving his cock into my ass.  I could not
believe the thrill I was getting out of all of the
sweaty sex.  As before I squirted my load of cum on
the table top before either man filled me with
theirs.  Arnold was next and I could feel the familiar
feeling of cum dripping out of my ass.  When Bruce
grabbed my head and pulled my face against his body
I knew he was about to cum.  When he did cum in my
mouth there was nothing I could do when his cum
came bubbling out of my nose.  It was hard to
breathe with a dick stuffed down my throat and cum
coming out of my nose.

	Over the course of the weekend I was
entertained by almost every man living in the
apartment complex.  Some were not home and
another guy didn't want to participate in sex with a
minor.  We sat around watch videos of boys having
sex with each older men.  I got to play with a variety
of sizes of cocks.  I even got to suck cocks clean
after they had been in my ass as well as other men's.
I had found my calling that weekend.

	The problem facing me was how long I could
continue to keep my sexual desires secret from my
parents.  I suspect they will disown me.

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