Date: Sun, 16 Dec 2018 22:33:46 -0800
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Jonny and the Fireman (gay/ Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/Mm, b/bMMM)

Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/M, m/MMM

Author's Note:

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.

Copyright 2018 Wolf, all rights reserved.

You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like.
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Jonny and the Fireman
By
Wolf

	There was a 40-year-old fireman living next-door that
I admired a lot when I was a youngster.  He was the kind of
man that is very admirable.  He had a strong muscular body
and like many firemen he sported brown mustache and a
crew cut.  He was six-foot tall and 220 pounds.  He was not
shy about taking off his shirt while working in the front yard
of his two-bedroom ranch-style home for the local ladies-
benefit

	I was almost 11-years-old at the time and a rather
small kind of chubby non-athletic kid at the time and at that
age I hadn't entered puberty, so my genitalia had not
developed yet but I was getting erections at the strangest
times.

	During the warm summer months in Seattle,
Washington I happily volunteered to help Mr. Dough Smith
work in is yard to earn extra money.  My parents respected
him and trusted him.

	He taught me how to fix things around the house as
well as working in the yard.

	When I needed a drink or the use of his bathroom I
was allowed to enter his house.  I noticed nude magazines
would be out on the coffee table and on the end table next
to his recliner.  He would gather them up and put them
away when I came over, until my 11th birthday.

	One day we were working in the yard and he said, "It's
hot so it's okay take our shirts off."  I did admire his chiseled
chest when he would remove his shirt on warm days.  I felt
like a big boy.  When I mentioned that I was thirsty, he told
me to go get some water in the house.

	When I went in the house, his laptop was on the
coffee table and was open and there was slide show of
pictures running.  I was surprised to see pictures of boys my
age in their underwear and swim trunks. I was curious and
looked at them for a while, then nude picture showing a
young boy naked with no hair at all on his crotch.  I was
shocked and didn't know what to do.  I had never seen a
nude picture before.  I left and took the water outside.  I
didn't say anything to him about what I had seen on his
computer, because I wanted to see more.  I liked girls and
had never thought about boys before.

	The following week when I showed up for work, just
as usual we started performing the normal chores of getting
equipment ready and setting up the tools.  Dough asked me
to go in the house to get some water he had chilled in the
fridge.  When I walked into the house the computed was still
open and pictures were running again.  There were a few
more pictures of nudes including some girls as well.  I had
never seen naked boys and girls before, so I just stood there
staring in amazement with intense interest.  I lost track of
time and didn't realize how long I stood there.

	Dough surprised me when I heard him say through the
window, "Hey, you shouldn't be looking at those!"

	His statement frightened me, because I thought I was
in trouble.  I sputtered out, "I'm sorry" and ran out of the
kitchen and into the garage.  He met me in the garage with
big grin on his face, "It's okay buddy!  I won't tell on you, if
you won't tell on me."

	I didn't understand implications of his statement.

	Dough told me, "What you saw was private and your
parents should never know about them!"  We continued
working for the rest of the day.  At the end of the day we did
our normal clean up and washed all of the tools, and he said,
"Let's go inside and cool off with the AC.  When we did enter
the house, the pictures weren't playing on the computer.

	Dough noticed that I was steeling glances at the
computer; and he asked, "Do you want to see more of the
pictures?"

	I did, but was embarrassed to say so.  We sat and
talked for a while and he explained to me, "Some people like
to look at young people, and it okay."  I didn't know that,
and I was relieved to hear it.  He reached over and turned on
the computer and we began to look at the pictures.

	Dough said, "Feel free to look at them as long as you
like, and ask me any questions you may have."

	I was curious about when I would grow hair down
there.  "When will I have hair around my thing?"

	He chuckled and said, "You will start growing hair
down there very soon, but don't be in a hurry!  I'm sure that
you look fine sown there."

	I shrugged and lamented, "I'm small compared to
most of them."

	He used the keyboard to open a new file.  This one
showed grown men that were naked and I saw my first
man's cock and he was with young boys sitting around him
and they were talking.  Some of the boys had stiffy's and
some were limp.  He explained, "The that men hangout
nude sometimes, and get erections.  No big deal it's fun."
He noticed the smile on my face and asked, "Do you want to
get naked?  It's still pretty warm in here."

	I was more than a little embarrassed and shy, and that
was obvious because I was blushing so much my face was
red.

	He said only, "Do it if you want to, and it must stay
just between us."

	I said, "Okay."

	Dough began to take off his cargo shorts and his tidy
whites.  When he did, he reviled a huge cock surrounded
with dark brown hairs.  I was blown away because his cock
looked huge compared to mine.

	I was scared by it at first, but I did slide off my shorts
and undies and he admired my little hairless dick and small
wrinkled little scrotum that looked like a walnut shell.  He
smiled and said, "You are perfect."

	"Really? Because yours is huge."

	He chuckled, "Lets measure and find out,"

	"You're really going to do that?"

	Dough said, "Why not...it's just the two of us and we
can do what we want."  He produced a ruler from the end-
table and held it flat while he lay his cock on top of it and
measured his soft cock.  It was just a little longer than 5-
inches.  When he placed the ruler under my dick it was only
a little longer than 2.5 inches.

	He assured me, "You will see, it won't be long before
yours will be bigger than mine."

	I noticed that he was starting to get an erection and
his cock got much longer and thicker.  He was holding it
between two fingers and wiggled up and down as it grew.

	My attention was divided between watching him and
watching the monitor.  Dough picked me up and sat me on
his naked thigh.  He placed my hand on his cock and took
hold on my dick with two fingers and his thumb.  He started
milking my dick, and I was clinging to his cock.  I felt his cock
throbbing.  I continued to squeeze and loosen my grip while
we watched the videos.

	I was amazed to see boys that looked younger than
me playing with old men's cocks and sucking them.  When
the video started showing boys kneeling on beds or couches
and being fucked in their asshole was both frightening and
intriguing.  I had to ask if those movies were real.  Dough
assured me that eventually boys get used to being fucked
and enjoy it.

	He asked me if I would like to learn to enjoy that kind
of sex.  I asked how he would go about doing that.  He
slipped the palm of his hand under my butt and sought out
my little asshole with a finger.  It hurt when he shoved it into
my asshole, but when he started wiggling it round it gave me
a stiffy.

	I told him, "It feels I good.  I guess I will let you try it."

	Dough reached over to the end table and retrieved a
tube of lubricant.  He sat me aside and proceeded to apply a
generous amount of the clear gel to his cock and used his
hand to spread the gel evenly all over his cock.  Then he had
me stand so he could use his greasy fingers to lubricate my
asshole.  He had me actually stand on the couch straddling
his hips.

	He told me, "Jonny you can sit on my cock.  That way
you can control how much you want to take."

	He used two fingers to hold his cock so that that was
sticking straight up.  I squatted over his hips and looked
between my legs as I lowered my butt down and aligned my
asshole with the head of his cock.  I was surprised that my
asshole did stretch as the tip of his cock entered my asshole.
When I felt some pain, I stopped lowering my butt until the
pain subsided, before continuing to lower my butt.  I felt his
cock entering my ass inch by inch until my butt was resting
on Dough's lap and my little scrotum was resting on his matt
of pubic hairs.  When I started bouncing up and down, I was
looking down and watched my little three-inch penis was
boring up and down too.

	When Dough was ready to cum, he placed his hands
on my hips and pulled me down and held me still until he
was finished pumping his cm into my ass.  He helped me get
off his lap, and I was embarrassed because his cum was
dripping from my asshole, and there was nothing I could do
to prevent it.  Every time I tried to clinch my asshole it hurt.

	Dough pulled several tissues from a box to stuff in my
asshole, before he walked me to the Bathroom.  I sat there
taking a dump.  When I was through Dough gave me a bath
to clean me up, the warm water relaxed my asshole and I
felt a lot better when I was dried and got dressed,

	I thought about what Dough and I has done that night
while I played with my dick.  I knew that I would let Dough
fuck me anytime he wanted.

	The next time he was off duty I was there right after
school.  Dough took me into his bedroom along with his
laptop.  While we watched videos of men having sex with
boys, we masturbated each other until Dough had me
stretch out on my back, so that he could have me suck his
cock while he sucked my little dick.  He used his fingers to
play with my asshole to stimulate me dick.  He stopped short
of cumming in my mouth because he wanted to deposit his
cum in my ass.

	Dough rolled me over onto my back and took hold of
my ankles and placed them on is chest.  I applied lubricant
to his cock, and guided it to my asshole.   It hurt until I made
an effort to relax.  When his cock was buried in my ass, he
took hold of my dick and jerked me off, while he fucked me.
This time he pulled his cock out while he was squirting cum,
and shot a couple squirts on my belly and face.  Then he
straddled my chest and stuck his cock in my mouth, and told
me to lick his cock clean.

	One time when my parents wanted visit friends out of
town; I asked them to let me stay with Mr. Smith.  They
were willing as long as Mr. Smith was willing to look after
me.

	Luckily Dough had that weekend off and was thrilled
to have me sleep with him.  My parents thank him and
assured him that he could punish me if I misbehave.  Dough
assured them that he would enjoy the company and would
take care of me.

	As soon as they drove away, I actually ran into
Dough's house and remove my clothes.  When Dough joined
me, I met him at the door and knelt in front of him and
stared unfastening his cargo pocked shorts.  He was wearing
boxer shorts and his boner was already sticking out of the
fly.  I took it into my mouth while I was unsnapping the
underwear.  I sucked him off and swallowed his cum before I
let him finish getting undressed.

	I felt like a newlywed on a honeymoon I wanted to
cling to his cock constantly.  He fucked me as I lay on his
coffee table before dinner and he fucked me again after
dinner o the kitchen table.  When it was bedtime, we went
to bed naked.  We jacked each other off, before we sucked
cocks and rimmed each other's asshole before Dough fucked
me in the missionary position.  When it was over, I rested
my head in the cruck of his arm.  I fell asleep smelling his
many odor from his armpit.

	Saturday, we went for a drive and I clung to his cock
until we arrived where he was taking me.  He hadn't told me
where we were going.  It was the home of his fire chief.  He
was an older man with salt and pepper crew cut hair and
mustache.  When his boss came to the door there was a boy
even younger than me following behind him.

	The two men hugged and kissed each other on the
mouth.  Then they introduced me to his boss and the young
boy.  The boy hugged me and he was sticking his tongue into
my mouth, he placed a hand on my crotch and have my
package a squeeze.

	We were escorted directly to a basement play room.
There was a leather couch down there and a couple of
leather recliners.  There was also a leather pommel horse
with padded cuffs attached to the legs.  The room was also
fitted out with lamps and reflective screens as well as
tripods with cameras.

	We were soon removing all of our clothes.  I was
fascinated by the Chief because his body was covered with
dark hair.  His chest and back had gray hair.  As far as I could
tell just about the only part of his body that wasn't covered
in hair was his ass, but it was obvious that there was a lot of
hair in his butt crack.  His cock and balls were impressive
too.  The cock hung limply between is legs and the foreskin
hung at least a half inch past the head of his cock.

	The young boy was totally hairless, except for the red
mob of hair on his head.  His body was covered in freckles
except for his butt and crotch.  In his case his cock was about
the size of a raw hot dog winner and almost as long.  His
foreskin only covered about half of the head, and his little
wrinkled balls had not dropped.  They were no bigger than a
walnut.

	They encourage us to get to know each other on the
couch, and while we sat there masturbating each other, they
turned on the lights and videoed us.

	I got a boner from knowing I as being videoed, like the
ones on Dough's computer.  We sucked each other cock and
we took turns fucking each other.

	After a lunch brake we returned to the basement
where the adults videoed us sucking their cocks and they
fucked both of us.  Sucking the cock of the chief cock was
like sucking a Teddy Bear.  When I liked his asshole, I found
that his crack was very hairy.  When we were finished, we
had dinner and we watched the video of the sex.

	I was sitting next to Dough and we masturbated each
other while we watched the video of the sex.  My cock was
sore by the time Dough insisted that it was time to go home.

	I was Dough's sex toy for five years before my parents
figured out that I was a cock sucker.  They wanted to have
Dough arrested, but I assured them that I would leave home
and never talk to them again.  It took some doing but they
eventually accepted that I was gay.

	I have to admit that I was a slut.  When I recognized
that a man was eying my crotch, I shamelessly propositioned
them.  I rarely was rebuffed by anybody.  As a teenager I
went down town to watch a traveling company of a
Broadway stage play.  It just so happened that I was siting
next to a tall man dressed in a very nice-looking suit that
smelled very nice.  I couldn't resist placing my hand on his
thigh.  The man took hold of my hand and placed my hand
on his crotch.  I was thrilled to feel a cock that felt like it was
a foot long.  At the end of the performance the man asked
me to join him for a late dinner.  I couldn't resist his offer.

	He took me to a classy restaurant where the tables
were covered with red tablecloths.  We enjoyed a light meal
and a flaming peach desert.  When we left, he drove me to a
treelined road where his home was set back among the
trees.  The front double door was brass plated with stained
glass panels flanking the doors.

	I was overwhelmed by his home.  There was an office
with a massive hand carved mahogany desk.  With a wing
backed leather chair and massive book cases lining the walls.
The living room had a fireplace large enough to stand in.  He
took me to a game room here there was a carved legged
pool table with red felt.  There was also a bar as large as any
I had seen in cocktail lounges.  He went behind the bar and
mixed a cocktail in a silver shaker with cracked ice.  I filled
two cocktail glasses and garnished then with green olives
priced with red plastic picked.

	When he joined me on the bar stools, we sipped our
drinks.  Then he placed a hand on the back of my neck and
drew me close and kissed me on the mouth.  While he kissed
me, he stuck his tongue into my mouth and placed the other
hand on my crotch.  When we finished our drinks, he picked
up the shaker and hooked my arm with the hand holding his
glass and pulled me off the stool.  I clung to my glass as he
led me to his bedroom.

	The bedroom was also an impressive thing that had
king sized bed as the center piece.  There was exercise
equipment in the room and there was a walk-in closet the
must have measured at least twelve by twelve feet.  And
there was a joining bathroom with a tub big enough for four
people and a walk-in shower that must have measured eight
feet by ten feet.  There was a marble vanity with two glass
bowl sinks mounted on top.  We took turns pissing in the
fancy toilet before he led me bac to h bed.

	He placed the shaker on an end table along with our
glasses.  There was a fancy dark wooden and leather valet.
He removed his suit coat and carefully hung it on the
hanger.  Then he removed his tie and dropped it around the
neck of the crown.  He sat to remove his shoes and silk
socks.  Then he unfastened his slacks and dropped them
over the bar of the valet.

	I was mesmerized by the sight of the deliberate way
he undressed and meticulously hung the clothes he
removed.  When h was down to his silk boxes, he unsnapped
them and stepped out of them.  When his cock and balls
were exposed, I was very impressed.

	His cock was at least a foot long and proportionally
thick.  He must have shaved all of his pubic hair off.  The skin
looked as smooth as a baby's butt.  Hs scrotum swung
between his legs and his left side testicular sack was lower
than the right.

	I had been so engrossed watching him undress I still
ad my slacks, shoes and socks on.  The man pulled me close
to him and bent down to remove my shoes for me while I
unbuckled my belt and unhooked and pulled down the
zipper of my pants.  I was facing him as I lowered my pants
and stepped out of them.

	I was wearing Kalvin Cline briefs, that my host cupped
my package in the palm of his hand.  Then he passed his
open mouth against my crotch.  He eventually placed the
fingers of both hands under the waist band and pulled the
briefs down.  My ridged boner hung up on the briefs, until
he pulled them down and my cock sprang up, virtually
slapping him in the face.

	He opened his mouth and took my cock into his
mouth, while continuing to pull my underwear down my
legs.  I stepped out of them one leg at a time.  When I was
naked, he placed a hand between my legs and stuck a finger
up my ass while he continued to suck on my dick.

	When I came in his mouth, my knees almost buckled.
I was clinging to the back of his head while I pumped my
milk into is mouth.   As soon as my orgasm was over, he
stood up and pulled me to the massive bed and had me lay
on my side while he got behind me and struggled to alien his
cock with my asshole.

	I relaxed my ass as he pushed his cock into my ass,
while I lifted the tight leg up and placed y foot on the bed, to
allow him easier access to mt asshole.  He fucked me with
long strokes to drive all that long snake into my ass.  While
he fucked me, he pinched my nipples with is right hand, until
he started pumping his cum into my ass.

	We rested for awhile and enjoyed more cocktails
before he fucked me in the missionary position.  I spent the
weekend with him and by the end of that weekend he
insisted that I live with him and he proceeded to pay for my
college education in preparations of me becoming the hear
of his estate.



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