Date: Tue, 24 Jul 2007 16:35:44 -0700 From: Wolf pomo Subject: Mr. Martin's Store 5 (adulr /youth, b/M) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an 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 deceitful 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 2007 Wolf, All Rights Reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Mr. Martin's Store 5 The Bathroom Stall By Wolf Stephen began to thing of nothing but the man he met in the restroom. His head was filled with fantasies about him. He was soon compelled by an overwhelming urge to find out if he could meat up with that man again. He frequented the bathroom several times but was disappointed to find that he was no place to be seen inside or out. He was reduced to returning to that far stall and just looking around. His efforts were usually rewarded with at least the sight of some dicks. He would catch a glimpse of boys and men standing at the trough with dick in hand. He observed that they hardly even glanced at anyone standing at the urinal next to them. It was as if they were too embarrassed to look at the person standing next to them. Stephen did get a good look at a lot of different cocks. He observed that each cock looked different from each other. Some had dangling foreskins that had to be pulled back for them to pee. Other cocks bent to the right or left depending on which hand they used to hold their cock with. Some were short and fat, others were long. When the men pulled them out of the pants they hung limply until they held them up to pee. They varied in color too. When they were finished peeing they would shake their cocks before stuffing them back into their pants and zip them up. Some would leave without washing their hands after they were gone. One morning Stephen went into the darken restroom and took his usual place inside the last stall. He preferred that one because it afforded him the best opportunity to view dicks. He settled in for what ever came along. He saw a short man following some other men in and he stayed after peeing. Stephen could see him looking over at the stall every so often while keeping his cock out in plain sight. He could tell that the man suspected that there was someone was in the stall. He could tell that there was someone perched where he could see through the crack in the door. He would shake it every once in a while. Stephen could see it getting harder with every shake, instead of getting longer his cock got fatter. He played with it for a few minutes before the man turned to face the door of the last stall. His hands were on his hips as he said something that Stephen didn't hear well enough to understand what he had said. Then he approached the stall and pushed the door open. When he looked in he said, "You're a kid." He stepped back and thought about it for a moment and then said, "I can see you like this" as he stood there with cock in hand as he looked down at his cock, "Don't you?" Stephen said, "Yes." The short man stepped into the stall and closed the door behind him. He asked, "Stand up son." Stephen did as he was told. His jeans and underpants were around his ankles. His thin little dick was sticking out in front of him. The man told him, "You have a nice pecker son. Do you like my pecker?" Stephen nodded as he reached out to feel it. The man sat down on the pot with his pants still up with his dick sticking out of his pants. He pulled Stephen toward his mouth. He started sucking on Stephen's dick. The boy could feel the man's pudgy fingers on his butt and slipping between the checks searching for the boy's butt hole. Stephen placed his hand on the man's shoulders and started fucking his mouth. As the man continued to play with the boy's butt Stephen closed his eyes to relish the feeling of the mouth sucking his cock while a finger was testing the depths of his asshole. It had been a long time since his last meeting with Mr. Martin. He was close to forgetting how much he liked someone paying attention back there. While the man continued to suck his cock and probe his asshole he felt the familiar boiling up somewhere inside his groin. As the man grew bolder with his finger fucking of the boy he could tell the boy was enjoying the act. The combination was the warm wet mouth and the dry finger in his butt brought the boy much too swiftly to another dry orgasm. Stephen felt the familiar sparks of that electrical charge shoot through his hips, belly and thighs as he moaned his satisfaction with the man's efforts. He had to push the man's head away as his spent dick flopped out of the man's mouth. The dick was too sensitive to be touched any longer. The man asked Stephen if he would do him the favor of bending over and sucking his cock. Stephen was pleased to taste a man's cock again. Stephen began by jacking him off to insure that his cock was as erect as it could get. It was all Stephen could do to get that big knob into his mouth. The man used his own fingers to jack himself off while the boy sucked on his knob and poked at the opening with his tongue. When the man shot his load of cum into the 11-year olds mouth it was not a lot but it was very thick. The cum that escaped from the corners of his mouth clung there because it was so thick. It had a tangy aftertaste. As Stephen stood up the man asked, "Do you think you could take my dick up your ass?" Stephen said, "I might." The man told Stephen to meet him there on Thursday at four in the afternoon. He kept asking if he could handle his cock. Stephen assured him that he was sure he could fuck him. Stephen was there early he waited outside in hopes that the man would invite him to accompany him someplace more comfortable. He saw the man approaching and walked towards him. The man was all smiles as he greeted the boy. The man asked him if he would like to spend the rest of the afternoon at his place. Stephen took his hand and said that he had hopped that he had a better place to party. They returned to the parks parking lot and got into the man's car. It was a metallic gray Chrysler Crossfire convertible. It moves swiftly through the streets until the man pulled into a strange apartment structure's underground parking lot. Stephen got a look at the name of the apartment building. It was called "King's Arms". When they parked the car and headed for the elevator the thing stopped on the ground floor and a guy got in. Stephen could not help notice the way the guy was dressed. He had on pants that were so tight that he could see the outline of his jockey shorts. The T-shirt was tight too. When he addressed the man with him he had a way of speaking that was strange to Stephen's ears. The guy said, "Hi...Bill Dreary. Are you a chicken chaser now?" Bill said, "Jamey this is not the time to fuck around." Jamey put on hand on his hip and hung the other hand with a limp wrist as he turned to face the elevator door. When the elevator stopped on the next floor and opened the door the three of them got out. Stephen watched as the guy walked down the hall with and hand on his hip and swinging his hips. Bill led the youth in the same direction until he stopped in front of a door. He opened it and let Stephen enter the apartment. It was unquestionably the home of a male homosexual. The walls had paintings of naked males with cocks in hand. The magazines were male porn. Stephen could not resist picking one up and flipping through the pages. He checked out the pictures of men sucking and fucking each other. Bill noticed the boy got a hard-on looking at the pictures. He pulled Stephen close and kissed him on the mouth while he rubbed the front of the boy's jeans. Stephen also placed his hand on the front of the man's pants and felt the wetness soaking through them. When he looked at the front of the pants there was a wet spot. It would be hard to say who led how to the bedroom. Again the walls had 8 X 10 photographs and larger of men sucking cocks and fucking assholes. Some were even of Bill. Stephen was busy looking at them while Bill was busy taking the boy's clothes off. He placed the boy on the bed and while he was removing his own clothes he was crouched over the boy sucking his cock. When he was naked he lay on the boy's leg and sucked him until Stephen climaxed. For the first time in Stephen's life he produced a few drops of clear liquid. That held the promise of more cum in the future. Bill savored the flavor of the first drops of cum Stephen was to provide him. E wiped the boy's flesh dry with the palm of his hands before he turned the boy over. Stephen had hid head resting on the pillow turned to the left. He saw Bill pull the nightstand drawer open and remove a tube from the drawer. He could not see what Bill was doing but he soon felt cold slippery fingers sliding up and down the valley of his butt. Fingers invaded his asshole and twisted around for a bit. There was a pause before Stephen felt his butt being parted. Then he felt a warm breathe on his flesh. He got a thrill when he felt a tongue licking his asshole. Then he felt the man sit up and move his body up his body. When the man's knees were on either side of his thighs he felt the weight of the man's body lowering and that fat headed cock press against his asshole. There was only a slight resistance as the cock entered his ass. As the cock entered his ass he felt the man's weight pressing on his back pressing him deeper into the mattress of the bed. As Bill started fucking the boy he started grunting into the boy's ear. He was pleasantly surprised that his cock entered the boy rather easily and the only sound Stephen made was one of pleasure. It was obvious that Stephen was no virgin. He grew bolder as he fucked the boy. He was ramming his cock into the boy like a jackhammer until he let out a howl as he climaxed. He pulled his cock out of the boy and shot several squirts of cum on the boy's butt and back. When he was finished he wiped his cock off on the boy's thigh. He could not resist rubbing the liquid into the boy's skin before he dismounted and placed the boy upright on the bed. He sat down next to him and wrapped his arm around the boy as he asked him where he had learned to fuck. Stephen told the chubby man all about Mr. Martin and his store. Bill was getting turned on by the story. The hand of the arm that was around Stephen went for his crotch and rolled the little cock between his fingers until the boy got hard again. Stephen placed his arm around the man's waist as he turned towards him and started sucking on the nipple closest to him while he started milking the fat cock. Stephen could not produce any cum so close to his first cum. He crouched down and placed his head in the man's hairy lap and started sucking the cock. In his desire to suck his cock he actually managed to deep throat it. The smell of the man's sex and his own asshole was clung the man's pubic hair. Bill could not produce as much cum the second time but Stephen did savor every drop. Afterwards they talked about the future. It turned out that the apartment Bill lived in was a hot bed of homosexuals. Stephen no more than heard that peace of information than he was picturing himself roaming from door to door sucking cocks. He did hate having to get dressed and going home. 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