Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2003 11:13:56 EDT
From: Chartoe@aol.com
Subject: Ashley's Sexual Awakenings

This is a story of the sexual experiences of a boy with men. If you do
not agree with such stories then you should move to another story. This
story is subject to all laws and age limits for reading in your area.
Any comments are welcome at chartoe@aol.com.


		      Ashley's  Sexual  Awakenings  1


	I was one of those kids that blended in with the crowd, some would
say I was not handsome or cute while others loved my red hair and freckled
face.  I was a chubby kid who if I compared my size to kids of my own age I
probably would have come up on the short end. My cock was no snake of a
monster to look at if anything it was more on the worm size.  It was
somewhere between 2 and 3 inches when hard and on really cold days it was
even hard for me to find.  Even now it is not of any great length but does
have enough girth to it to make it fun for some people.  It is four and a
half inches long now and some men have told me it is just right for
sucking.  Would be covered with red hair if I didn't keep it shaved off.
	This particular Sunday the Circus had pulled into town on the train
and I just had to go see what was going on.  It was chilly out but I
managed to keep almost warm as I walked along and looked at all the
paintings on the side of the cars.  As I moved up and down the rails I
didn't notice but a few people and most of them were hurrying to get back
inside out of the cold.
	As I passed by one car I noticed a man sitting inside and he looked
up as I went by.  He swung the door open and started asking me if I was
lost or something.  I told him I was just looking at the cars.  He asked if
I wanted to come inside and have a look.  I knew I shouldn't, but the idea
of actually getting to see the inside of the Circus car was too much.
	The man didn't look like a circus freak or anything, but his car
had a lot of different costumes spread around.  He had to be in his 40's
but to a boy of 11 or 12 there was no way of being sure.  He was a little
scrubby looking with a day or two of beard growth on his face.  He moved
over to one end of the car where he had a small wood burning potbelly
stove.  He told me to move closer to it so I could get the chill out of my
body.  He took my hands and said I needed a lot of warming.
	As he rubbed my hands with his I looked around and besides the
stove there was a sink with some chairs in front of it and at one end of
the car was a bed.  He had me move closer to him and while he chatted he
started rubbing my ass through my pants in a way that made me think he was
trying to warm me up.  He continued the rubbing and it was feeling great as
I felt a little stir in my cock.  His hands hand begun to move up and down
my back as well as my ass.  My cock had grown to full attention and was
noticeable to the man and me if he looked close enough.
	He had noticed and managed to move a hand around and rub my chest
first before moving down to my pants.  I pulled away a little but he told
me it would warm me up real quick if I allowed him to rub it.  I gave in as
he slowly dropped my pants to the floor.  He continued to rub my ass as he
reached with his other hand and gently fondled my little balls.  He started
stroking my little cock while he played with himself through his pants.
	He reached down and unzipped his pants as he pulled his hard cock
out.  The size of his huge hairy cock with all the foreskin seemed to have
me mesmerized, as I couldn't take my eyes off of it.  He took my hand and
placed it on his cock just as something wet and sticky leaked out.  I later
learned that this was just pre cum but at the time I didn't really care as
I rubbed my fingers in it.  The more I moved my hand up and down his cock
the more of the liquid would escape from the cock head.
	He was making my body feel great as he continued to play with my
cock and balls.  He was playing with the crack of my ass as he kept telling
me how nice I felt to him.  He moved me to his bed and laid me down as he
pulled my shirt up.  His mouth was ten times better than his hands had
been.  The moaning and cooing he was doing as he sucked my cock and balls
sounded great to me.  He was jerking on his own cock as his attention on
mine with his mouth and tongue increased.  His stubble of a beard was
tickling me but I was not about to do anything to interrupt what he was
doing with his mouth.
	All at once I felt like I was about to pee and grabbed his head to
push it away.  He slapped my hands as he sucked even harder.  All the
muscles in my body seemed to get hard as the wonderful feeling shot through
my groin and out my cock.  If felt as if I was shooting something out of my
cock but there wasn't anything.
	He sat me up as he pulled a chair up as he stared at me while
jerking on his cock faster and faster.  He was grunting and making all
kinds of sounds as he kept his eyes on me.  The wetness was spread all over
his cock and a few times it make some squishing noise that I still love to
hear to this day.  He spun around and directed his cock toward the sink as
I watch streams of white liquid land on the sink and the cupboards beneath
it.  It seemed like gallons to me but was probably just a normal amount for
a grown man.
	It was the first time I had ever seen a cock shoot cum and it was
very exciting to me.  I felt my cock jump a few times and was hoping the
man wanted to suck me again.  He moved to me and started helping me get
dressed as his hands gently rubbed my body.  This time his hands were much
more soft and soothing than before.  I remember riding my bike home real
slow as I went over what had happened to me and the big thing was trying to
figure out if I could get it to happen again.
	The experience was so strong that I had to go back the next day.  I
spent a while going up and down the cars trying to find the man but
couldn't.  I finally got up enough nerve to ask one of the men moving
around the Circus cars if he knew where the man was.  He told me that the
man's job was to go into towns ahead of he Circus and promote the arrival,
and he had left for the next town.  I felt real bad about not finding him
as I rode my bike back toward my home but at least knew I was going to have
a lot of fun jerking off to my memory of the encounter.