Date: Wed, 6 Jun 2018 08:08:55 +0000
From: Andy Mann <andymann303@outlook.com>
Subject: Darren's Adventures Part 1

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any real persons, living or dead. Please leave now if you are underage, or
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Gay/adult-youth: oral anal, t/M+

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Darren's Adventures - Part 1

This story begins in 1962, when I was 13 years old. I lived in a small town
and had to be bused to another town for school - funding for a local school
had dried up, and it was cheaper to run a bus service . This wasn't a
problem for me, unless there was something I had to stay late for at school
- drama and music were the two main reasons. I would then simply hitch-hike
home. The roads were always busy between the two towns, so it wasn't hard
to cadge a lift.

I was quite small for my age, and looked a little girly - most of the boys
in my class called me 'Tinker Bell'. I enjoyed acting and singing in the
school choir, which always kept me late. It was on one of these occasions
that my introduction to sex began. A car pulled over while I was walking
home and a middle aged woman asked if I needed a ride. She seemed nice, so
I got into her car. We chatted about nothing in particular - school, music,
television shows. However, as we did so, she put her hand on my crotch and
started to rub.

I was shocked at first, but soon thought it was nice that this woman was
feeling me up, which caused my cock to stiffen. She suggested we go back to
her house, so that she could play with my cock properly. I didn't say a
word, I just nodded and smiled.

Once inside the house, Helen led me upstairs and told me to strip naked. I
quickly undressed and lay, stretched out, on the double bed. Feeling really
horny, with my cock at full mast, I waited for Helen to join me on the
bed. Spreading my legs apart, she began to lick my cock and ball-sac - my
head began to spin when her lips engulfed my entire cock.

She worked on my cock for a good long while, as she gently caressed my
ball-sac. For my part, I moaned with pleasure throughout, and was so
pleased to shoot my first ever load. Helen quickly swallowed my seed, and
then cleaned my knob with the tip of her tongue.

She said it was now my turn to return the favour. George, a naked man in
his forties, and Helen's husband, entered the room and clambered onto the
bed. He didn't say a word as he positioned himself above me, in a
69-position. I gasped when Helen squeezed my ball-sac and reminded me that
it was my turn to return the favour.

Sucking in my first adult cock was awesome. George's uncut cock was so
stiff, and so-o-o large. I did the best I could, with a lot of
encouragement from Helen, to satisfy my first adult beau. And when the
flood came, I managed to swallow most of his seed.

I licked up every drop as George worked on my growing cock with his tongue.

Helen gave me her telephone number when the sex-romp was finally over. If I
needed another ride, she would be there to satisfy my every need.

On the way home, I kept remembering how good it felt to be sucked off by a
sexy lady, and how good it felt to be sucked off by George, her handsome
husband. I knew I didn't have to worry about catching the afternoon bus
again - Helen would now be there to rub my crotch as she drove me off to
see George.

A week later, Helen told me it was time I expanded my sexual horizons. She
made sure my cock was really stiff before rubbing some Vaseline along its
hard-standing length. She then told George to get down on his hands and
knees, so that I could fuck his arse.

Not knowing the ins and outs of what I was doing, I got down behind George
and put my knob against his anus. With one thrust, my cock slid inside and
I couldn't help but gasp from the amazing feeling it gave me. Helen didn't
have to tell me what to do next. I began pounding away at his arse, just
like I'd seen dogs do in the park. George moaned a couple of times as he
threw back his head. Needless to say, it didn't take me long to shot my
load into his accommodating hole.

George waited for me to pull out, then said it was his turn to fuck my
arse. His hard-standing cock was mighty large, and being a bit ignorant
about anal sex, I had no idea how painful it was going to be.

Helen put the Vaseline on George's erection, and then applied some to my
anus. Asking me several times if I was ready for it, George put his knob
against my anus and pushed it in. I yelled out in pain as he held my hips
tightly. While I was begging for it to be pulled out, he simply pushed more
of it in. When it was all the way in, he stopped for a moment and told me
to relax.

A minute or so later, he began to fuck me faster and faster. And although I
was still begging him to stop, the pain was beginning to melt
away. Eventually, I was liking the feeling of his cock moving back and
forth; and to my surprise, my cock was becoming erect again.

George was pressing all the right buttons; and as my body bucked before
him, my cock released the biggest load to date. The man continued to slam
into my little arse, until his hot seed began leaking out of my hole. We
stayed locked together for maybe a minute or two. Helen then told her
husband to dismount, so that I could go off to the bathroom, with my
arse-cheeks clamped shut, to get cleaned up.

I asked Helen for another ride a day or two later. She picking me up from
school and asked how I had been doing since my last visit to her
house. There was a van parked outside the front of the house when we
arrived, but I didn't think anything of it until we went inside. Helen told
me to go upstairs and get undressed, while she attended to a few things
downstairs.

When she came into the bedroom, she was followed in by George and another
naked man. Eric had a large cock, and looked like military man. He had
short, dark hair, and was younger than George. He also had a tattoo on his
right forearm.

I was told that Eric was going to be joining us on a regular basis, and
that he would be giving me a few, horizontal, rides home from school in his
van.

Helen's camera captured the three of us on the bed, where I was put to work
sucking cock. Eric kept trying to force his entire stem into my mouth, but
it just wouldn't fit. He thrust his hard-standing cock in several times and
forced the knob down my throat. I gagged every time, which seemed to please
him.

George pulled me up on my knees, while Eric held onto my head and continued
to face-fuck me. With my attention on Eric's cock, I wasn't aware, until
the pain hit, that George was about to fuck me. The pain was intense, but
started letting up as he fucked my tight arsehole.

Suddenly, the two men pulled out and changed places. Taking George's cock
in my mouth was easy, but Eric's cock felt as if my arsehole was being
ripped open. After a few minutes of slow fucking, Eric managed to get his
length deep inside me. He was much more aggressive than George; however,
now that they were fucking me at both ends, my cock began to twitch in real
anticipation of an awesome climax.

They both shed their loads at virtually the same time. I collapsed in a
heap when they released their hold on my shattered body. They then took me
into the bathroom and gave me a thorough wash down, and even washed out my
arsehole before drying me and taking me home.

My mouth and arsehole were sore for a couple days, but the memory of my
first DP romp triggered lots of noisy jerk offs.

Eric picked me up the following week. He had me pull his cock out and suck
on it as he drove out of town. The entire time he was looking out for
lorries and other vans. I wasn't sure if he was hoping to be spotted or
not. A driver of a large lorry did hit the horn as he passed us in the
opposite direction.

Eric said I should be seen holding an empty bottle of cola, as a signal, if
I wanted to be picked up by the right kind of driver. Apparently, an empty
bottle of cola meant that I was up for oral and anal sex. I almost never
rode the bus home after that bit of friendly advice.

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Darren's Adventures - Part 2

My hitch-hiking wasn't going so well one rainy afternoon - I had actually
walked a couple of miles before an old Land Rover slowed down beside
me. The driver asked me if I wanted a lift. I told the old man that I lived
in the next town over, and that I had missed the school bus. He said that I
should be careful, with my looks, hitch-hiking between the two
towns. Apparently, there were some pretty strange characters out on the
roads. I agreed, as I put my empty bottle of cola into my satchel.

I knew by the old man's reaction that I had found a ride home, and some
sex. He said he would give me a lift, but had to stop off at his farm to
check on his two farmhands and the livestock they were looking after.

I was in the Land Rover before he could put it into gear. He asked me about
school, and if I liked it. He then asked me about my parents, and when were
they expected me home. I told him my drama class had been cancelled, so I
had a good two hours to spare. Of course, I didn't have a drama class that
day, but my parents didn't know that.

Some ten minutes later, he turned off the main road and down an old farm
track. He said his farm wasn't that large, but it did manage to give him a
good living.

I asked him about his two farmhands, and wondered if they liked cola. John
was 22 years old and Frank was 24 years old; and yes, they both liked
filling empty cola bottles with concoctions of their own. However, neither
of them was very bright, which was why the farmer had to keep an eye on his
livestock.

We pulled up in the middle of a well kept farm yard. Sam and I went off to
check on the livestock. It appeared that the animals had been fed, but
there was no sign of John and Frank. The farmer didn't seem upset or
surprised as we headed into the barn. I could hear laughter coming from a
nearby stall. And when I got close enough, I saw two naked men standing in
front of a black and white calf.

Sam just let out a sigh. He looked at me and said that the two dimwits were
at it again. I then saw the shape of his cock, inside his overalls,
becoming erect. The two farmhands looked at me and smiled.

John, the one with his cock in the calf's mouth, asked who I was. Sam
ignored the question and said that he wished they would stop abusing his
animals. As he did so, a large dog came up and put his nose in the farmer's
crotch. Sam pushed the dog away.

Frank stepped forward, with his eight-inch cock swinging back and forth,
and let the dog lick his cock, as if it was a natural thing to do.

The two farmhands quickly gathered round me and wanted to know if I was
going to join in the fun. I couldn't help but look at their thick,
hard-standing cocks. The old farmer put his hand on my shoulder and said
that I should give it a try. John and Frank took my smile as an affirmative
sign, as they stripped me naked and stood me in front of the calf.

The calf knew exactly what to do. Its tongue took charge of my growing stem
and pulled it into its mouth. It felt great having the animal slurping and
sucking on my cock. John laughed and said it could become addictive, if I
didn't watch out. The two farmhands held onto the calf's head to keep it
from butting me, and within seconds I was shooting my load into its mouth.

Frank then pulled me away and pushed his cock into the calf's mouth, and
groaned as he began pumping away. The old farmer asked me if I was alright,
as he rubbed my lower back and arse. I told him it was great, and then felt
the dog as it began licking my arse-crack.

I didn't complain, and Sam didn't rebuke the dog. After a bit, the dog had
managed to force its tongue between my arse-cheeks and into my
arsehole. The farmer asked if I liked that. I nodded and spread my legs
apart to accommodate more of the dog's tongue.

Sam told me that Bandit hadn't had any pussy for a whole week. So, while
the calf worked on the two dimwits, he moved me over to a large bale of
straw. He put an old blanket on the bale and had me bend over it. I then
felt him playing with my ball-sac as the dog attacked my arsehole with his
hot, wet tongue.

Sam could tell, by the way my cock had stiffened again, that I was enjoying
this new form of sex. So, when Bandit mounted me, the farmer told me to
just relax. I then felt his hand guide the dog's cock into my arsehole. I
grunted as the canine cock entered my accommodating hole.

The farmer removed his hand as the dog went at me full force. I could feel
Bandit's stem getting thicker and longer; and with a hard thrust, it forced
me to let out a loud yell. Sam said Bandit's knot had entered me, so I was
tied to the dog until he had finished fucking his bitch-boy.

Suddenly, my cock erupted as the dog's stem began pulsing inside me. And
when Bandit tried to dismount, his knot caused me some pain, and another
climax. Sam said I was doing just fine, as he began to undress.

His uncut cock was a good nine inches long, and real thick. He told me to
just stay where I was, until the dog's knot had returned to normal. He said
he would look to see if Bandit had done any damage. Clearly, he was getting
ready to replace the dog's cock with his own.

The minute Bandit was off me, Sam spread my arse-cheeks and checked out my
leaking hole. He then took hold of my hips and lifting me up, until I was
standing on my feet. I couldn't believe that he was going to fuck me with
that monster, but as soon as the head forced its way inside, I was totally
convinced.

Sam took about three long strokes to get right inside. Initially, all I
could feel was my arsehole being stretched to the very limit. However, that
soon passed when the monster prompted Sam and I to start moaning in unison.

The old man began grunting real loud as his cock erupted inside me. I heard
John and Frank hurry over to see what was happening. They couldn't believe
that Sam's cock was so deep inside my arsehole.

Sam continued to pump away, but soon slowed down when his cock began to
shrink. The two farmhands just stared as Sam's cock fell out of my
arsehole. I was sweating profusely, but this didn't stop John from forcing
his cock inside me, and fucking me as fast as the dog had done.

When John collapsed in a heap, Frank quickly replaced him. However, he
didn't last any longer than his noisy friend.

They all stood there, with their cocks dripping on the ground, as Bandit
came over and began licking my sloppy arsehole out.

Sam helped me up and took me over to a water hose. He quickly washed me
down, and then put the hose against my arsehole and cleaned me
out. Smiling, he said that he wanted me to whack some arse, with his
favourite bamboo cane. Apparently, he would punish his farmhands for
abusing the animals; however, he wanted to see me do it this time round.

John and Frank were told to walk, side by side, round the paddock three
times. My job was to whack their arses every few minutes. I kinda liked the
idea of caning two bare arses, especially when everyone in the paddock was
completely naked.

Sam and I treated John and Frank like a pair of plough horses that day, and
continued to do so for the next few months.

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