Date: Fri, 31 Aug 2012 14:12:08 -0400 (EDT) From: Wolf Pomo Subject: Beginning of a Boy Slut 9 (gay.adulr youth, oral, anal, m/MMM) DISCLAIMER: 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 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. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re- post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2012 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Beginning of a Boy Slut 9 By Wolf It was the last week of primary school of my sixth grade class, and my last class on Friday. Mr. Sanders was the shop teacher, and I worshiped him because he was the kind of man I loved. He was solidly muscular built ex-marine, sporting a pot belly, bald head and distinguished beard. He had a knack for fixing anything in the shop, and he possessed a piece of wood that I did love to service. Because it was my last class of the day, so I always stayed after class to take care of the wood in his pants after everyone had vacated the school. This day everyone was busy finishing up their pine wood derby cars to get a grad, so they were too occupied to notice when Mr. Sanders approached me from behind and grab my ass as he bent over my shoulder to inspect my work. He smiled as while he felt the skimpy thong panties I was wearing under my pants. He whispered in my ear that he couldn't wait to get in my pants. I loved the manly smell of his body covered with the aroma of freshly cut pine wood. I whispered that I had on special panties just for him. At that moment the last bell of the day rang. There was a mad dash for the door like a herd of buffalo. My classmates were out the door in no time. The only thing on their minds was just one more week of school. There was also the excitement of anticipation of summer vacation, and next fall being in junior high. After the door closed, Mr. Sanders checked that everyone had left one more time, before locking the door. Then he came back to my bench and started kissing my neck, while fondling my ass. I told him that I had on my mother's assistant's panties. She had dropped them off for me after visiting my mother. She knows how much I enjoy wearing nice woman's clothing. I enjoyed the feeling of the delicate, fitting thong supporting my dick and hairless balls. I especially enjoyed the feeling of the narrow strip of satiny material ridding up the crack off my ass. After a few minutes feeling my ass and kissing my neck, he turned me around to face him. This time when he kissed me on the mouth I felt his beard poking me all over my face. Then he made me get on my knees, as e pulled out his massive 9-inch cock, for me to worship, as he stuck it in my mouth. He leaned back against the bench while he enjoyed my efforts, and told me how good I was. He assured me that he would miss seeing me over the summer. He was going out of town to visit family, and he knew I would be spending my time between my mother and father. After he deposited his first load of cum in my mouth, he picked me up and bent me over the bench, and fucked me in the ass after pulling the thong aside before stuffing that monster cock in my ass. He pounded me silly, making me moan like the little whore I am. I just loved to beg him for more of his delicious cock in my ass. I did love listening to him telling how much he was going to miss me. He even suggested that he might be taking over the middle school woodshop next year, because he enjoyed our time together after class. Just to prove the point he fucked my ass one more time. About 4:30 pm I made my way home, to wait for Mom to get home, when the phone rang. Mom told me that she was at a meeting. (This meant she was getting fucked, by someone from the executive board of directors.) She told me to get ready for a night out. A simple small balk dress, dark nylons, garter-belt, fresh thong, 4-inch heels would be appropriate. I knew what she was planning and could picture her in her small slutty business suit, with her stockings wrinkled and her hair messed up, and her lipstick messed up. That was the trademark of my mother's whorish behavior, which was partly responsible for my parent's divorce. Even my father's 10-inch cock banging into ass and cunt was not enough to satisfy mother, I guess. As soon as she got home she took a quick shower and freshened up, she told me that we were going to dinner. I was apprehensive about going out in public in drag. I didn't know if I could pull off the transformation well enough to fool anyone. Mom said it was okay and she led me by the hand to her BMW convertible. She drove us downtown to a place called the Padre Hotel, and we got wolf whistles from people as we exited the car and a valet drove her car away. With my hair down and styled little did they know that I was a girly looking boy in drag! We made our way arm in arm past the lobby directly to the elevators, and up to the exclusive lounge. She flashed the maitre-d a card and a smile, as we passed right on in. There were plenty of men in custom made suits, and there were women doing their best to move up the corporate ladder one dick at a time, and others that were paid escorts. Mother told me that she had someone she wanted me to meet. I was stunned when she stopped at the table of someone I immediately recognized as the Republican Congressman of our illustrious State of California. He stood up like a gentleman and kissed mom on the cheek. His hand was resting on her butt. He told me how great it was for her insurance company to be getting the government contract, if I delivered as expected. Mom turned to me and smiled at me proudly, and said, "Say hello, dear. I know this was the last minute, but it's a blessing. There was a guy following the Congressman that looked as out of place as a bible salesman in a whore house. He was dressed in a conservative business suit, power strip tie in Harvard colors, and wingtip shoes. He actually looked nervous as he stood there eyeing me like it was his first prom date. Sweat was dripping from his forehead. His smile was lecherous though. I was handed a small glass and told to drink up. He led me out onto a veranda with his sweaty hand resting on the ass of my short black dress. He told me that the people in this own want me to get the Congressman re-elected, but I love getting drunk, and fucking sweet little asses like yours. I can help you. I'm a very influential man, as he grabbed my ass and kissed me. The bourbon I had drunk was kicking in, because I was feeling comfortable, as he continued feeling me up. He told mother that he liked what he saw, and we had a deal. Mom smiled, "Honey, make sure he has a good time!" He escorted me to the entrance and handed the valet a ticket and a big lack Suburban SUV pulled up chauffeured by a driver. The valet opened the door for us to enter and offered a hand to me. The man closed the privacy window, after instructing the drive to take us to the ranch. We sat back in the comfortable leather seats as the drive took us to the outskirts of town. I was giving him head all the way. I didn't even are if the driver could see us or not. While my head was in his lap, he was telling me how much he hated this small town, and having to put up a brave front for everyone. His wife was such a religious pain in the ass. His wife would only let him fuck her in the missionary position only a couple of times a month. The bitch would have a fit every time he tried to fuck her ass. He had to go out and look for sex from sweet young things like me. When we arrived at the ranch the chauffer gave me a big smile, as he opened the door and helped me out of the SUV, and e drove off. The man escorted me into the house, as he told me that his wife was at a religious retreat for her church. No one would bother us. He led me to his bedroom where he stripped off all of his clothes. While he was sitting at his dressing chair, he made me kneel before him and suck his cock again. He had a tight hairless physique of a man that took care of himself. He was a natural blond, blue eyed man with those all American good looks. That was why the party was looking to get him involved in politics. His looks alone would get him elected. I couldn't help wonder what his constituents would think if they could see him naked about to have sex with a pussy boy. He had me strip in front of him and put on the lingerie I had packed in my bag. He had me keep o the garter-belt, nylons, and heels. The little black negligee allows him to admire my little hairless balls and circumcised cock. He was telling me how much he wished his wife was more sexual. While he was doing that he played with my cock and balls for a little while. Then he had me prostrate myself across his bed face down. He licked and tongue fucked my asshole and licked and sucked on my balls too. Then he buried his cock in my asshole, and fucked the hell out of me. He obviously enjoyed me begging him for more. He got very aggressive slamming his body against my butt, with every thrust let out a grunt. He tried to prolong the act as long as possible, but eventually he grabbed my hips and slammed his pelvis against my butt while he squirted cum into my ass. He made me use my mouth to clean his cock and balls, which I loved doing anyway. He was such a horny man that he even licked my asshole clean too. I spent the night getting fucked by him 5 or 6 times. He defiantly was a sexually deprived man. He was making all kinds of references to taking care of me if I took care of him. We indulged in all kinds of kinky stuff for two days. We pissed on each other, and he even gave me a piss enema. When the time came to part company, I cleaned up, got dressed, and as he walked me out to the waiting SUV. He kissed me passionately as he helped me into the SUV. As the chauffer was driving me home, he kept calling me miss and telling me that I was the best looking girl the Congressman had ever dated. I was very proud that he didn't realize that his passenger with the mid-length hair was in fact a boy. I was so pleased with myself that I crawled over the console and sat in the front passenger seat. I bent over the console and fished out his big black cock. He should be very proud of that black snake. I sucked him off as he took me home. The last day of school finally came, I found myself back in Fresno again, bored and my skin getting dry. I hated these times when I had to put up with the heat and not getting any cock. Dad was working and was only up to fucking me a couple of times a week. I called Mom and told her to come save me from Fresno Hell. She assured me that she would call me back as soon as she could pick me up. She also added that she had to thank me for servicing the Congressman. He pushed through a big insurance contract for them in an overseas asset that couldn't be taxed. I spent the time on AOL looking for cock, when Mom called me to tell me that her boss would be coming up to pick me up. He was in town doing some last minute things in the old building, and he was stop by to pick me up. I was excited because I loved playing with him. He got a thrill out of fucking the son of his business partner, while his drunken wife was out spending his money in the country club and living it up. I almost wet my pants when I saw the white Cadillac Escalade pull up in front of Dad's house. When he got out of the SUV he asked me if I liked it. There were private video screens in the back of the leather front seats. It was almost like a rolling living room. I had a bag packed and ready to go, so he told the driver to take us back to the Bakersfield office. As soon as we headed towards the 99-Highway he closed the privacy screen and engaged me in small talk. He eventually sat back and opened his pants, and pulled out his cock and balls. I moved around on the seat so that I could suck his cock for him. He spent the time stroking my hair while making phone calls. Between the times he filled my mouth with cum, he talked to me. I did love his 8-inch cock and hated to take it out of my mouth. The traffic on the 99-Highway was a nightmare. The traffic was almost at a standstill. He asked me, "How is my cock?" at the same time he was stuffing an empty beer bottle up my asshole. He also added, "That he had wanted me since was going to be a long ride home, and his wife would be there, so he would have to do me on the ride home, which was no problem, because Escalade was big enough for a party. I positioned myself over the back of the seat with my pants down to my knees. He got behind me on his knees and lined up his cock with my boy-pussy. He fucked my ass all the way home. It was dark enough and the windows were blacked out enough that the cars around us couldn't see a sissy boy being used by a rough dominant daddy on top. I am sure the driver could see because I saw a big smile on his face and he winked at me. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to whitewold999@icqmail.com