Date: Fri, 18 Aug 2023 11:41:53 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Danny Likes OLder Men (Gay/dult Youth, oral, anal, m/MMM) Adult Youth, oral, anal, m/MMM 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 male and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2023 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Danny Likes Older Men By Wolf When I was a youth of thirteen my hormones were exploding and almost controlled my every waking thought. My sister was two years older than me, and she was also sex hungry. She was straight and was fucking all- of her male friends like a rabbit. When there were no other males available, she would come to my room and give me a blowjob in exchange for allowing me to eat her pussy or fuck her. Our parents were average middle-class types, and as far as they and our friends knew we were good kids. But we could become very sexually active when our parents and friends weren't around. She was a cock- craving, exhibitionistic nymphomaniac. She was 100% straight. None of our friends suspected that we were getting it on when we were alone. I had no conscious romantic interest in other males at were my age, but I had and still have a strong interest in anything sexual. What's more, my sexual interest in my teens were less about boys my own age, but about older men. I even though my romantic inclinations were perceived to be 100% straight, I was definitely-bisexual, okay maybe even more gay than bi, when it came to just pure sex. My sister and I were drawn to some locations that were notorious for attracting people interested in sexual activities. There was an oak-tree shaded park with a small, old secluded red brick lavatory near a seldom-used playground. My sister's trick in the summer was to climb all over the monkey bars and swings if no other young kids were around, (which was oddly often the case). She would use the monkey bars and swings when older teenagers and adult males were around. She would wear skimpy cotton sundresses without bra and panties on! She had no problem attracting males to accompany her to a secluded location behind the lavatory where she could have sex with them. I don't think anyone ever used the toilets to actually-go for a piss, let alone shit, but the male toilets could, at times, be a place where sucking and fucking took place. Normally the lavatory was unoccupied for long periods at a time. I found the cramped male toilets stalls to be arousing. The walls were covered with references to sexual suggestions, made with black markers or scratched into the paint with sharp objects. The sketches depicted enormous cocks drawn on small male figures doing things like jacking off, fucking women or males, and getting blow jobs. There were dirty limericks and suggestive messages with phone numbers. There were even a few short stories depicting gay sex that could only be fantasy based the size of the sexual organs. No male could have a cock that large, and it would be impossible for any male to stick his head up the ass of another male. Another sexy place was the local library. Well, to be more specific, some out-of-the way male toilets down a labyrinthine darkened corridor in the basement containing the periodicals and newspaper stacks. Like the secluded toilets in the park, they weren't often busy but, again, it too was a sucking and fucking venue at times. And then there was the local swimming pool complex (especially the male changing room). That was where I had my first encounter with an older man. I had deliberately made the effort to be the last person to get out of the pool after the evening swimming session. When I finished showering, I made my way to the locker room and opened the locker. I thought I was alone but when I removed my trunks and bent over to step into my underwear, is was when I felt a big hand on my butt. I felt a thick finger was probing my asshole. When I turned to look at who was molesting me, I saw that it was a middle-aged man that looked like he would have been a banker. He was a chubby man that looked a soft like a kind of man that had never done any physical work. His belly hung over his crotch. He had a round face that looked friendly. His cock and scrotum were wedged between thick thighs and not all that large. After checking out who was playing with my ass I relaxed and enjoyed him finger fucking my ass. He reached around my body with his other hand and he took hold of my cock and started jacking me off. It didn't take long before I squirted several gobs of cum onto the concrete floor. When he finished masturbating with me, he said: "Why don't you accompany me to home after we're dressed?" I smiled at him and simply responded with the simple acknowledgment: "Okay." We got dressed before the pool staff began cleaning up the place before clocking up for the evening. We simply walked together several blocks to a modest home in a residential neighborhood. While we were walking, we exchanged names. He told me that his name was Thomas Moore and I told him that my name was Danny DeMolay. When we arrived at his home, I found that it looked like most of the homes in our town. His home looked like any other house in the town. The house looked like all the neighboring homes from the outside. When I entered his home with him at first glance the living room looked normal. But when I took a good look at the photographs and artwork hanging on the walls I found them to be very erotic. I quickly sprang a boner looking at the naked males showing off their genitalia. There was one photograph that caught my attention. It was a full frontal of a good-looking young man with Tom standing behind him reaching around his waist and grasping the young man's cock, and it was obvious that His cock was buried in the young man's asshole. While I was admiring the photograph the man was standing behind me, and he was running his hands all over my chest and belly. He began unbuttoning my shirt and refashioning my jeans. He removed my shirt and pulled my T-shirt over my head. He played with my nipples before he bent over and started sucking on my nipples. When he pulled my jeans down to my knees, he slipped his hand into my underwear and played with my penis. He eventually pulled my underwear down in front and under my scrotum, and turned my body around to face him and he knelt in front of me and lovingly hoisted my scrotum, as he took my cock into his mouth and gave me the blowjob of my life. I was proud of myself when I came into his mouth. He sucked me dry before he stood up. He helped me pull my shoes and socks off before he helped me out of my jeans and underwear. When I was totally naked, he proceeded to remove his own clothes. He had me sit on his couch and allowed me to play with his cock and scrotum. I bent over and took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off. After I swallowed his cum, he laid on the floor and he was able to curl up until his toes were digging into the carpet above his head. He said: "Danny, I want you to breed me like the Bitch I am!" I was excited at the sight of his big creamy white butt with his gaping pink asshole surrounded by light brown hair. I stood straddle of his butt and guided my dick to his asshole and marveled how easily it slipped into his asshole. I started fucking his ass and it was so exciting that no matter how much I tried to cum in his ass It seemed that I couldn't cum. There came a point that Tom understood my problem and he reached up between his legs and took hold of my left nipple and pinched it hard. That was all that it took for me to empty my balls into his ass. When I pulled out of his ass and sat on the couch to watch Tom uncoil and relax. He reached for a tissue and wadded it up and stuffed it up his ass. Then he sat next to him and hugged and kissed me on the mouth with tongue. I asked: "Should I lay on the floor like you did and let you Breed me?" Tom said: "The first time someone actually-fucks you it will hurt a lot and it will hurt to walk afterwards. I think we should wait until you feel that you're ready. You should be prepared for the pain. If you were to go home walking a like bowlegged old cowboy. For now, I think you should get dressed and go home. I had a lot to think about. I asked my sister if she had ever been fucked in the ass. And she smiles before telling me that she loved getting fucked in the ass almost as much as in the pussy. She smiled: "Does someone want to fuck your ass?" I told her about meeting a middle-aged man at the public pool and going home with him and the blowjobs and him allowing me to fuck him. When I asked him if he wanted to fuck me, he had told me that we should wait until I had time to recover before going home. She was impressed that he was so considerate of my feelings. She told me that the first time she had been fucked in the ass she had a hard time walking for at least a day. I had to think about what I was going to have to do. I did make a habit of visiting Tom after he got home from work and enjoyed sucking each other off. It took me a couple of weeks to come up with a plan. There was a guy at school that I played video games with and I came up with an idea. My parents liked to go out on Friday nights for an evening of dancing and drinking with friends. I asked my mom if I could spend the night with my friend playing video games. She was willing if I take a change of clothes and a toothbrush. I asked Tom if I could spend that Friday night with him. He looked up at my face while he was sucking my dick and smiled at me and told me that he was thrilled. After school on Friday, I went home and removed my books from a pack and put my pajamas, change of underwear and toothbrush into my pack. I waited until I knew Tom would get home before walking to his home. Tom had stopped on the way home and bought burgers and fries at a fast-food restaurant on the way home. We sat on the couch together and watched a video of men having sex with each other while we ate. When we were finished, we proceeded to remove each other's clothes. We had plenty of time so there was no need to rush. We ate our dinner and when we were finished Tom took all-of the paper into the paper bag to take it to the back vestibule and put it in the trash can. When he returned, I had already removed my clothes and was sitting on the couch with my hand wrapped around my penis. Tom smiled when he saw me and he approached and he bent over and hugged and kissed me. When he stood up, he removed his own clothes. I always enjoyed seeing his pubic hair come into view and his cock spring up when his underwear was pulled down below his cock. I waited until he was completely naked before I reached out and took hold of his cock. I love the warm soft texture of the skin that slipped over the stiff round core. Tom knelt in front of me and he licked my balls and sucked my dick until I came in his mouth. I was excited about the prospect of losing my virginity. I laid on my back on the floor on my own. Tom pulled a couple of objects from the drawers that were beside his wingback leather recliner. One was an aerosol can, and the other was a golden packet shaped like a coin. When he knelt on the floor next to me, and the first thing he did was lift my legs up to expose my asshole. Then he sprayed a cold substance on my asshole. It felt very cold and my asshole tingled for a moment. Then he unwrapped the coin and it turned out to be a lubricated condom. I watched while he was putting the condom on. I noticed tht he left plenty of excess rubber at the end to allow room when he ejaculated. Then he lifted my legs and inserted his cock into my asshole. All I felt was the weight of his body pressing me into the floor. Tom asked: "How you feel?" I responded: "All I feel if your body on top of me." Tom said: "The topical antithetic will wear off soon enough and it is going to be painful." He was starting to fuck my ass slowly. Treu to his statement the antithetic wore off and I felt the pain of my sphincter being stretched by his cock and being pushed in and pulled back remedially. When Tom started cumming he stopped moving until he was finished cumming in the rubber. When he was ready to pull out, he sat back on his heels, pulled the rubber free of his cock, and handed it to me. I took the wet condom and sucked the condense out of it and licked the outside clean. Tom got up and sat on his leather recliner and I sat on his lap while we rested. We continued to watch videos of adult stories about men and teenagers having sex with each other. A common theme is a teenager hanging out on a corner and an adult man pulling his car over to the curb and offering a ride to the youth. As soon as the car was moving the man placed his hand on the youth's thigh. It progresses to the youth's pants being opened and the man masturbating to him. They eventually park in a secluded location like a forest, desert location, or private residence. The youth suck the adult cock and gets fucked in the ass. Watching the videos while Tom masturbated me, soon had both of us hard again. The result was that we fucked and sucked each other five times before we went to bed to sleep. The morning sun heated up the bedroom along with full bladders woke the two of us up. I'm sure my breath smelled as bad as he did. We kissed as we both got up and headed to the bathroom to relieve ourselves and brush our teeth. Tom also had to shave. When we were finished, we made the bed and prepared breakfast. We spent the day naked and he used the topical and antithetic again to reduce my ability to feel pain. Then he opened a new coin packed condominium. He fucked my ass several time that day. I eventually had to clean up and get dressed to return home. After I was comfortable having sex with Tom, I became interested in finding out if I could seduce the owners of the local old bookstore. There was also an old second-hand bookstore, used and antiquarian bookstore. Two older men that were brothers, (I presumed they were a couple) who lived above the store. They numbered the years they owned the store by decades. It had been a residence when electricity was just becoming popular. So, the individual rooms had been connected by opening doorways between them. One of which was reserved for "naughty" books. Some vintage high-quality porn mags, books about sex, etc. That's where I first flicked through a copy of "The Joy of Sex" and, even more arousing, "The Joy of Gay Sex." My sister and I loved that room. We probably weren't supposed to be in there (being under the age of 18) but the owners were cool with it. I'd go "commando" under my jeans on my visits there because I wanted the bulge in jeans to be obvious. I went to the bookstore close to closing time and went straight to the room containing the erotic books. I flipped through a few gay books while waiting for the two older men to check out all the rooms to ensure everyone left the bookstore before they locked up the door to the store. When the older brother entered the room, he found me with a book in one hand my cock in my other hand. He called out: "Malcolm, lock the door please! We have a guest in the adult room!" He approached me and said: "You and your sister enjoy this room a lot, and your name is Danny isn't it!" He also replaced my hand on my cock and gently masturbated me. I said: "Yes, my name is Danny, and I wanted to find out if you and your brother would be interested in having sex with me?" About that time Malcolm entered the room, and smiled when he saw his brother milking my dick. He said: "Charles, I told you that this young man was a horny boy that would love to join us upstairs for more than a conversation." The two men stood on either side of me and walked me to the back of the store and walked me upstairs to their apartment above the store. I was impressed by their home. It looked like something right out of the sixteenth century. It looked like it was furnished from Napoleon Bonaparte Palace of Versailles. It was very fancy but the straight chairs didn't look that comfortable. They took me on a tour of their home ending in their bedroom. The two of them were wearing three-piece suits. They removed their clothes in front of me. They were dressed well and looked professional for someone selling books that were worth a king's ransom. I was also removing my clothes, while keeping an eye on them. They were slender men and not muscular or hairy. In fac,. they both even shaved their pubic hair off. I was pleased to see that both had cocks that were more than six inches long and they had large mushroom heads. Their scrotums that dangled low between their legs. Their bed was a large 216th century period four poster and when they pulled back the cover their bed was covered with a babe blue satin fitted sheet and the pillows were also babe blue satin pillow covers. The older brother sat on the middle bed with his back resting against the pillows against the huge carved headboard. I got on the bed and knelt between his legs and took hold of his cock and milked it a little before I took it into my mouth and started sucking his cock. Malcolm got on the bed behind me and he took hold of my butt and stuck his nose into my asshole and started licking my asshole. He even probed my asshole with the tip of his tongue. When he was satisfied with his efforts to get my asshole wet, he got behind him and clung to my hips as he drove his cock deep into my asshole. They were both pleased that I was able to accept their cocks like the Bitch I was. When Malcolm came in my ass, he expressed his desire to trade places with Charles. Charles pulled out of my mouth and they changed places. When Malcolm stuck his cock into my mouth it was wet with his cum and the moist lining of his colon and even some of my own fecal material. I was pleased to suck his cock clean, while Charles was fucking my ass. Charles was very skilled at fucking assholes and took his time before slamming his body against my butt and squirting his cum in my ass. After I cleaned his cock with my mouth, they cleaned me up and helped me get dressed. He dis put on shorts to walk me down the stairs and let me out of the back door. My sister and Tom were both excited to hear about my evening at the bookstore. 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 pomowolf74@gmail.com