Date: Sun, 17 Oct 2010 14:32:41 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Chuck Comes Out (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, b/MM, b/m...M...)

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                              Chuck Comes Out
                                     By
                                    Wolf

	My name is Chuck.  I think I was a normal boy, full of a lot of
sexual curiosity.  I had discovered the pleasures of playing with my prick
at an early age.  I thought I had discovered something about myself that
my parents didn't know about.

	My mother had always told me not to touch myself down there
because GOD was watching and punished little boys that did not obey
his word.  She had punished me several times when she caught me
playing with myself.  I learned eventually to hide my activities from her.
I was afraid to discuss my activities with anyone because mother had put
the fear of GOD in me.

	While playing baseball in the streets with the neighbor boys I
listened to their constant chatter about sex.  I couldn't believe how filthy
their mouths were.  Just the same I was fascinated with the subject of
sex.  I was about 12-years-old when I started to produce cum.  It
frightened me at first.  I learned enough from listening to the guys on the
street that what I was producing was the stuff that made babies.  I
became fascinate with the stuff.  I would masturbate into one of my
hands just so that I could taste the stuff.  I became obsessed with
masturbation.

	One day the guys were talking about a couple of old men living a
couple of streets away.  They were discussing which one of them was the
rump Rider and which one was the turkey gobbler.  I had no idea what
that mean but understood that it was something sexual.  I couldn't ask
them what that meant, without revealing my ignorance.

	I listened to other conversations until I understood that the term
rump rider reference to the act of someone fucking another person's
asshole.  The other term was simpler to understand when I discovered
that they were referring to sucking cocks.  The idea that men would do
that sort of thing fascinated me.  I masturbated until my dick was
swollen so much that it was as big around as it was long.  It was so
swollen that it would not get soft and it was sore to the touch.  If
frightened me for awhile.  I had to actually stop masturbating long
enough for the swelling to go down before I could start again.  While I
was jacking off I was trying to picture what it would be like to suck
cocks and fuck an asshole.

	I knew the house the guys were talking about.  It was an old
house on the edge of town.  One of the men was really old.  He was
baldheaded.  The other guy had a job someplace.  I didn't know what he
did for a living but he did wear suits.  I couldn't resist hanging around
their house.  I had hopes of possibly getting to see them having sex with
each other.  I thought I might be able to peek through a window at night
and see something.  Unfortunately I discovered that I was unable to see
anything through any of the windows.  Hanging around the place
eventually drew the attention of the old men.

	One afternoon I lingered in front of the house a little too long.
The old man asked me, "May I help you son?  You seem to be hanging
around here as if you are looking for something!"

	I...I...I...was looking for something I lost around here!"

	"I see what are we looking for?"

	I felt like a fool.  "I lost my homework coming home from school.
It is due tomorrow.  If I don't find it I will have to do it all over again."

	"I see where do you think you dropped it?"

	I was thinking I dropped it near your yard the other day."

	"Then let me help you look!"

	We rummaged around the plants in front of the yard for a short
time before I said, "I guess I must have lost them someplace else!  I
guess I better look someplace else."

	The man said, "You didn't really lose anything did you?  You
were hanging around for some other reason.  What was it?"

	I confessed, "The boys in my neighborhood told me that you and
the other guy that lives with you are quires. I wanted to find out for
myself if what they said about you was true.   I think I would like to do
the things they say that you and your friend do to each other."

	The old man gave me a look like he was angry.  I was frightened
by the look he was giving me.  Then he said, "If you really want to find
out what two men do to each other you might as well come in the house
where we can talk about it."

	I followed him into the house where he offered me cookies and
milk.  While we were sitting on the couch he asked me, "Do you ever
jacked off?"

	I admitted, "I do it all of the time!"

	He asked, "Would you like to show me how you do it?"

	I was a little shy about doing that in front of this old man.  I had
been told that it was nasty and punished whenever I was caught doing it.
This old man looked like such a nice old man.  He was taller than me but
almost everyone was.  He was overweight.  He was dressed in nice
looking dress pants with a silk Hawaiian shirt.  The shirt was covered
with colorful flower print.  He had on white Nike tennis shoes.  He was
sitting next to me and when he placed his arm around my shoulders I
could smell his very pungent cologne.  I was cradled in his arm as he
asked me, "Come on son, show me what you do.!  If you do I will let
you watch me and my friend do to each other.  Only if I'm sure that you
are serious about gay sex?"

	I figured that if I wanted to watch them I might as well show
him what he wanted to see.  I had to pull up my jersey to unbuckled my
pants and unbuttoned my jeans.  They were baggy jeans that hung down
to my calves.  I also had on an oversized Black Hawk Hockey jersey.
When my pants were open I lifted my butt just enough to pull my jockey
shorts down to my thighs.  Doing so exposed my swollen little dick.  It
was hard and red.  I took it in hand and started jacking off.

	The old man said, "You really do jack off a lot!  I will give you
some lubricant.  That way you can jack off as much as you like without
making you cock sore and swollen.  Let me help you for now."

	He leaned over my lap and as he pulled my hand away from my
dick he took my dick into his mouth and sucked on me very gently.  It
was so thrilling that I could hardly breathe.  I was resting my hand on
top of his bald head.  I tried to warn him, "Mister I am about to cu!"

	He continued sucking me, if anything he sucked harder.  I started
squirting my load of cum into his mouth.  He continued sucking on me
until I was empty.  He swallowed everything I was able to produce.
When he sat up he assured me, "I love the taste of your cum.  Would you
like to play with my cock?"

	I shook my head up and down in a silent positive response.  He
leaned back on the couch and pulled up his Hawaiian shirt so that he
could unfasten his slacks.  When he pulled them down to his thigh, he
revealed that he had on baby blue nylon briefs.  The bulge was much
larger than mine.  The cock was lying along the crease of his left leg.  I
was fascinated with the way it looked.  When he pulled the front of his
underwear I got my first look at an uncircumcised cock.

	His cock was at least six inches long with crooked veins working
their way up the top of his cock.  I could see the bulge of the head of his
cock under the foreskin.  He took hold of the base and pulled the
foreskin back to expose the wet knob.  His knob did not have that purple
roll around the head like mine.  It had a definite wide curve with opening
running down the underside.  He removed his hand and let me take hold
of his cock.

	I found it fascinating the way I could pull the foreskin up over
the knob and then pull it back to expose the knob.  It felt like loose skin
sliding up and down over something like three long stiff finger being
held together.  I could feel the heart beat pulsing blood through his cock.
I could not resist putting my nose close enough to smell his cock.  I have
to say that I could smell the laundry soap that had been use to wash his
underwear.  There was a strong male smell of warm meat.  I licked the
wet knob before I put it in my mouth.  Licking his knob did cause his
cock to jerk!  I did my best imitation of sucking cock the way the old
man had done to me.

	The old man warned me that he was cumming.  I didn't stop
sucking.  Then I felt his cock swell and warm liquid squirt the back of
my throat.  My mouth was full of warm meat but it was soon filled with
his cum.  When I tried to breathe cum came bubbling out of my nose.  I
choked a little before I swallowed enough cum to be able to breathe.
When I had swallowed everything he had pumped into my mouth I
finished licking his cock for him.

	While we adjust our clothing the man told me that his name was
John and his friends name was Larry.  I told him my name was Charles.
I asked, "How did you and Larry become friends?"

	John sat back after buttoning up his pants and said, "I met him a
birthday party for a mutual friend that was a raging queen."

	He could tell by my expression that I had no idea what he was
referring to when he said queen.  He smiles, "The birthday party was for
a man that behaves and talks like a woman.  Larry was only 15-years-old
at the time.  When I saw him kiss the host I was instantly attracted to
him.  I had to meet him.  I monopolized him the entire evening.  We
became loves that night.  When he graduated high school he moved in
with me.  We have lived together from that day on."

	I wanted to meet Larry.  He was not much older than me when
he had decided that he was gay.  He was a 40-year-old man that had
been living with a man for about 25 years.

	John suggested that I might enjoy returning later that evening
after dinner.  I quickly figured I could tell my mother that I was visiting
a friend.  I knew I would have to get home before bedtime to not arouse
suspicion.

	I did return to the house after dinner.  John greeted me at the
door.  As soon as the door was closed he hugged and kissed me before
introducing me to his friend Larry.  From the information I had gleaned
from the older boys, I thought you could tell which member of a gay
couple was the man and which one was the female.  I was confused
because they both looked like any man I had ever met.

	John was still in that Hawaiian shirt.  Larry was dressed in a
business suit.  He looked like the manager of the bank my parents did
their banking.  He stood up as John introduced me to him.  He was very
gentlemanly the way he greeted me into their home.  He offered me
something to drink.  He offered me a choice of coke, 7-up, milk, orange
juice tea or coffee.

	Wishing to appear more adult I accepted his offer of coffee.

	Larry smiled and headed for the kitchen.  While he was gone
John invited me to join him on the couch.  There was a bowl sitting on
the coffee table full of chips, carrot sticks, celery and a couple of dips.
One looked like a spicy cheese and the other one was a white looking
onion dip.  We sat on the edge of the couch while we sampled the dips.
John had one hand on my knee while we were eating.  I preferred the
chips and the cheese dip.

	When Larry returned he had a silver tray with a coffee urn along
with cups and saucers along with creamer and sugar.  There was also a
plate with chocolate sticks.  He placed the tray in front of me and
allowed me to doctor my coffee to taste.  The two men did the same.
Larry insisted on placing several chocolate sticks on my plate.

	Larry sat down next to me with his saucer on his lap.  The two
men were as nice as could be talking to me.  They wanted to know what
I was studding in school, what sports I liked.  I was starting to feel
comfortable talking to the two men.  Larry placed his free hand around
my shoulders while John continued to squeeze the inside of my thigh.

	The warm vanilla flavored creamer was almost like drinking
coffee flavored milk.  I ate the chocolate sticks too.  When I was
finished Larry took my plate from me and sat it on the table along with
his plate.  John did the same thing.  When our hands were free we sat
back on the couch.  While John was starting to play with my crotch Larry
was asking me questions that were becoming more personal about my sex
life.  I already had a boner. I admitted that I had intended to peek
through their window to see them having sex with each other, to find out
what guys did to each other.

	Larry asked, "May I ask you Charles if you enjoyed the blowjobs
that you and John did to each other earlier in the day?"

	I admitted, blushingly, knowing that the two of them had
discussed what had taken place earlier.  "I think it was the best feeling I
had ever had before."

	"Do you want to watch John and I make love to each other?"

	"Yes!"

	John stood up and helped me to stand up, before leading me
around the coffee table and indicated that I should sit in the large
comfortable recliner.  The two men cleared the coffee table of the dishes
and tray.  When the table was clear the two men started removing their
clothes.  Having seen Johns cock before I was not all that surprised that
his body was so hairy.  Larry did interest me though.  Being at least a
generation younger than John he was in much better physical condition.
He did have a substantial amount of body hair.  When he dropped his
underwear I was impressed with his sexual organ.  His cock was a good
six or seven inches long and he was circumcised, like me.  His cock had
that purple roll around the head of his cock.  It was in a flaccid state and
dangling limply between his legs.  His scrotum was also dangling
between his legs too.  His left ball hung much lower than the right one.
Larry turned around and lay down on top of the coffee table on his back.

	John went around the table and straddled Larry's head as he
mounted the table.  I was mesmerized by the sight of John's thick un-cut
cock disappearing into Larry's mouth.  As John's heavy nut sack resting
on Larry's nose.  John leaned over and supported himself with one hand
while he took hold of the big cock and started sucking on it, while he
used his hand to jack it off.  I could smell there cologne and body sweat
while they sucked each other.  I couldn't resist taking out my dick and
playing with it.

	They stopped well short of cumming in each other's mouth.  It
was John that opted to end the cock sucking and he went around the
table as Larry got up.  They stood there kissing and playing with each
other's nipples before jerking each other's cock for my benefit.  John
knelt on the table so that Larry would have full access to his ass.  Larry
knelt behind John and reached between the older man's legs to play with
his cock and balls.  He even sucked the cock and balls a little before he
actually licked the old man's hairy asshole.  I could not believe that he
was willing to lick the old man's asshole that way.  When it was good
and wet he stood up and actually guided his cock into the old man's
asshole.

	I watched in fascination as the younger man fucked the asshole
of the older man.  John was moaning in pure pleasure as he was being
fucked.  I was encouraged by them to come close and watch.  I knelt
right by the hip of the old man so that I could watch that long cock
going in and out of the old man's asshole.  I was also able to see the cock
of John swinging back and forth between his legs.  I reached between his
legs and took hold of his throbbing cock.  I thrilled at the feeling of the
loose skin that felt like felt sliding up and down his cock.  I heard John
moan just before his cock jerked and squirted cum all over the shining
surface of the coffee table.  Shortly after that Larry gave out a satisfied
sigh and stopped moving.  When he withdrew his cock from the older
man's asshole I saw that it remained open and the opening was swollen,
puffy and red.  There was white sticky cum dripping out of John's
asshole.  The stuff dribbled down the seam on John's scrotum before
dripping to the surface of the coffee table.  I had a raging hard-on.

	Larry helped his lover stand up before he lay on his back right on
the cum on the table.  He lifted his legs and grabbed the backs of his
thighs as he said, "Son come here and fuck my ass for me!"

	I moved behind him and looked at the dark hairs ringing his
asshole.  I took hold of my cock and aimed it at the hole.  I felt the head
of my dick enter the hole.  When I was in his hole I felt his sphincter grip
my dick.  I started rocking my hips back and forth the same way he had
fucked John.  I was starting to sweat.  John stood behind me and while I
fucked Larry, John reached under my arms and played with my nipples.
I could feel his limp cock bumping against my butt while I fucked his
friend.  Eventually I squirted my load of cum in Larry's asshole.

	It was getting late, I had to get dressed and go home.  They gave
me a tube of KY to jack-off with.  They assured me that my cock would
return to normal shortly.  I made good use of the KY.  I would jack-off
several times a night before falling asleep.  I would stop off every school
day to have fun with John before going home for dinner.  After dinner I
would return to their house to have sex with the two of them.

	They gently introduced me to anal sex by finger fucking my ass
while I sucked their cocks.  When I was able to accept three fingers they
agreed it was time to take my cherry.  They rubbed my sphincter with
something that felt hot.  Then my asshole went numb.  Larry had me on
that coffee table.  He greased my asshole before he inserted his cock in
me.  I was sweating while he fucked me.  It did not hurt much.  John
stood in front of me and stuck that thick cock in my mouth.  I was
getting fucked in the ass while getting fucked in the mouth at the same
time.  I could not believe it when I squirted cum on the coffee table
without anyone even touching cock.  Now I was a confirmed little pussy
boy.

	It was inevitable that one of the older boys in the neighborhood
should confront me about having seen me entering the home of the old
fags.  It did no good to deny what he had seen.  The only way to keep
him quiet about what he has seen was to suck his cock.  He liked it and
wanted more.  I was sucking him off for a few days before he demanded
that I allow him to fuck my ass.  He thought he was punishing me.  I
actually loved the feeling of his cock in my ass.  After that I was sucking
cocks and getting fucked by almost every boy in the neighborhood.
Some of their fathers even got in on the action. Of course they didn't
want their sons knowing they were fucking me too.  I was so busy I
didn't get to visit John and Larry as much as I would have liked.

	My relationship with Larry became one of such endearment that I
fell in love with him.  It was as if he was becoming John and I was
becoming him.  When I entered college the three of us moved to the
college town around the State college.  The three of us actually made a
comfortable living buying property and remodeling the homes before
turning them over with a healthy profit.  John eventually died of heart
failure.  That left Larry and I to continue restoring old homes.
Occasionally we get together with other men to party.  I still feel like I
am missing something.

	Then I noticed a young boy no older that I had been hanging
around.  He is a sweet looking freckle faced red head not much older
than I had been when I met John and Larry.  I am thinking about finding
out if he wants to learn about sex from us.



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