Date: Wed, 22 Jul 2015 16:29:32 +0000 (UTC) From: Wolf Pomo Subject: Photograhy Class (Gay/Adult youth, oral, anal b/M, b/MM. m/MMM) DISCLAIMER: Adult youth, oral, anal b/M, b/MM. 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 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. 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 distasteful 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 2015 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@yahoo.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Photography Class By Wolf My first sexual experience with an adult came about when I was in the seventh grade. I was 12-years-old I took a photography class at my magnet middle school. The minute I walked into the class I almost came in my pants. The teacher was an incredibly sexy man, named Mr. Fitzmorris. He was such a sexy man of about 55, and he had very hot reddish- gray hair. I wanted to be with him as much as possible. I just didn't understand my feelings after all I had no practical sexual experience. I would do my best to stay after class to help him clean up after class. One day, several months into the school year of flirting with him, he brought me into the darkroom and asked, "You think you're funny, huh?" This was my moment, but I was too scared to pursue it, by telling him how I felt about him. I couldn't say anything, but he realized that I was struggling with my feelings for him. When he got the message he took me in his arms and hugged me. I swear I sprang a boner that was poking his thigh. There was no way he couldn't feel it. He bent down and kissed me on the mouth. I almost wet my pants while he was sticking his tongue into my mouth. When he stepped back, he leaned against a bench and proceeded to un-zip the front of his pants. He reached into his pants and pulled his cock out of his boxer shorts. He stood there jacking off in front of me for a moment. I was fascinated to see the reddish pubic hairs sticking out of his underwear. He used the free hand to place it on the back of my neck and pull my head down until my face was right in front of his 6-inch cock. My mouth was watering, so I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock. He fucked my face until he came in my mouth. After I swallowed his cum, he picked me up and sat me on the counter, and unfastened my pants, so that he could suck me off. I had the strongest orgasm I had ever had. It took me so long to cum, that he recovered his hard-on. He pulled me off of the counter, and turned me around and pressed my head down onto the counter. My butt was exposed, and I was completely vulnerable. He stuck a finer up my ass, and said, "If you want to be my bitch you are going to have to allow me to fuck your boy pussy!" I was willing but I couldn't picture him sticking his cock up my ass. I had no idea what he was doing. He told me he was giving me a finger wave. All I know is that my cock sprang a boner and started swinging back and forth with every stork of his finger. Before I knew it I had an orgasm. I squired a few drops of cum all over the metal door under the bench. When he pulled my underwear and pants up I was unaware that there was a wet cum spot on the seat of my pants. I went home and thought about what he had told me, so I looked for something to stretch my asshole. The first thing I found that was about the same size and shape of his cock was in the vegetable been of the fridge. It was a green cucumber. I took it to my room and used some hair jell to grease it up. I undressed and saw the cum spot on my underwear and pants. I made a not to myself to rinse them out before my parents got home. I lay on my side, on of my bed naked and used the hair jell to lubricate the cucumber and my asshole, before gently shoving it up my ass. It was strangely fun fucking myself with the cucumber. I even had an orgasm while fucking myself. I did rinse my clothes and the bed spread before my parents got home. After class the next day I waited for everyone to leave, and told Mr. Fitzmorris that I had stretched my pussy last night. He told me that it was too risky to fool around at school. He suggested that I meet him someplace. There was a pause while he thought of where he wanted to meet me. Then his face lit up and he gave me an address that wasn't far from school. While he was writing it down on a slip of paper, he pulled out his cell-phone and quickly found a number on his friends list. He said, "hello...Ya, it's me. Can I use your apartment say until seven today? Great, I will clue you in later!" He told me to walk fast, because he would still be there before me. We hugged and gave each other a quick kiss. I gathered up my things and made a mad dash to the address he had given me. When I got to the apartment build it dawn on me that I didn't have the apartment number. I was about to panic. Then the glass door of the building opened and Mr. Fitzmorris came out and ushered me up the stairs to the second floor. It was very exciting for me to have his arm around my waist with his hand on my butt. He led me to apartment 214 and he opened the door with a key. When we were in the apartment he closed the door and pressed me against the back of the door while he kissed me with tongue for a while. He led me to the bedroom and started taking my clothes off of me. When I was naked, he tossed me on the bed, and put on a show taking off his clothes. Seeing him naked caused my cock to come to attention. Mr. Fitzmorris had a marvelous build. His pubic hair was a brick colored red. He also had freckles on his arms and his legs. I guess most of them had faded with age. He also had a boner that looked like it could penetrate steel. He leaned over and sucked my cock until I gave him a load of cum in the mouth. I wondered how he was going to fuck me. He knew exactly where the lubricant was in the night stand, and greased up my asshole and his cock. Then he mounted the bed, and picked my legs up as he positioned himself against the backs of my thighs. He rested my heels on his shoulders and wrapped his arms around my thighs, as he positioned his cock against the opening of my asshole, and slowly forced it into my ass. It hurt, but I gritted my teeth and took it. We were both sweating by the time he shot his load of cum into my ass. My cock was slapping my belly and I even shot a load that landed on my belly and a dollop even landed on my face. At that moment I knew I was always going to be a man's bitch. He fucked me regularly that year. He even introduced me to the owner of the apartment, and the two of them used my mouth and ass. I even learned how to recognize guys that were into gay sex. I learned how to pick up men. When I went to collage I found that the men's room at the music and fine arts building was a hot bed of gay sex. The most outlandish thing I ever did was to suck the cock of a professor while he read the school newspaper, to the cheers of crowd of people in the bathroom. 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