Date: Mon, 6 Mar 2023 17:04:20 -0800 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Rumors About an Old Man (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/Mb) Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/Mb 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 boy and an adult male and another boy. 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. Rumors About an Old Man By Wolf When I entered junior high school, I was confused about my own sexuality from an early age. I overheard my classmates talking about guys they thought were homos, fagots, or queer. Not wanting to draw attention to my ignorance I didn't ask questions about what they were talking about. It took me several months to learn what the words meant, and what kind of sexual activity the words were referring to. I didn't understand why anyone would want to suck on another guy's penis or allow a guy to stick their penis into their asshole. I eventually found paperback books and magazines that dealt with the subject of homosexuality. I began to seek out such material at the local convenience Stores that sold newspapers, periodicals, paperbacks, candy, soft drinks, and tobacco products. I fantasized about what it would be like to taste a man's cock and what it would feel like to have a cock in my ass, but was afraid approach any of my classmates, because I feared being called a fagot. I was a freshman in high school when I heard a group of guys talking about an older man that lived on the edge of town on an old unused road that led to a limestone quarry that had been mined out to the point that it was no longer economical to mine the stone. I thought about finding out if there was any truth to the rumors. I had overheard guys talking about the old queer a few times and from what I heard I figured the house would be easy to recognize. An old guy said that he had seen the old man sucking the cock of another old man on the back screened in porch, and another guy about my age said that he had been passing the house and saw light showing through a window and peeked in and saw the old man sucking the cock of a teenager. He swore that it was true. I was so naive I didn't suspect that he was talking about himself getting a blowjob from the old man. At the first opportunity I rode my bicycle up the road looking for the old farm house. It didn't take me long to find the house that matched the description of the old man. I rode past the house on several nights in a row. I didn't see anyone for more than a week. On the eighth evening I saw the old man sitting in his rocking chair on the porch. He called out: "Good evening, son! Would you like to stop long enough to visit me for a while?" I stepped off my bike and leaned it against side of the porch. And joined the old man on the porch. He said: "My name is John! What is your name, son?" I responded: "Albert." There was a redwood chair that the old man said was an Adirondack chair. I accepted his statement as fact. I studied what he looked like by the light coming through the window on the side of his face. I assumed he was old enough to be retired, but he didn't look much older than my own father. His black hair was graying at the temples and his face looked a little weathered. I couldn't tell how tall he was while he was seated. He did look like he was in pretty good shape though. "He mentioned that he had witnessed me riding my bike slowly past my home for more than a week. I suspected that you had been doing so because you had heard some nasty rumors about me and are trying to find out if they are true." "Yes!" "Who told you about me?" "I overheard a guy about my age telling some older guys about having seen you sucking a man's cock through a window." I confessed. The old man asked: "Was the guy a freckled faced redhead about your size?" "Yes" He chuckled: "That was Danny! He was not describing something he saw. He was describing what we had been doing. If you ae interested in gay sex we can go inside and I can make us something to drink and you can ask me anything you like about gay sex." I accepted his offer and we entered the house and he killed two tall glasses with ice cubes, vodka and 7-Up. He led me to the living room couch where we sat down before I took a sip of my drink, and felt the first sting of vodka. The second sip was smoother going down. At that point John said: "Danny couldn't have seen anything through a window because my bedrooms are on the second floor. He has visited me many times and enjoys the sex. If you are curious about gay sex, I would be happy to introduced you to that kind of sex." I assured him that I was curious about what it was all about. He took a log sip of his drink and sat the glass down on a coaster hat was on the end table, and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and he used his other hand to turn my head towards his and kissed me on the mouth and when my mouth relaxed, he probed my mouth with his tongue. When his hand was free, he rubbed my chest, and my nipples were stimulated. Then he rubbed the crotch of my pants. That stimulated my cock and I got a monstrous hard-on. When he started unfastening my pants, I sat there watching him opening my pants and pulling my underwear down and under my balls. Then he gently took hold of my penis and started to masturbate me like I do at night while in my bed. He only did that for a short time before he leaned over and started sucking on my dick. I did not know what I was supposed to do, so T just rested my right arm on his back and placed my hand on the back of his head. It felt amassing, but I could not cum. John must have understood that I was not able to cum because it was my first physical sexual encounter with another person, so he slipped his right hand under my balls and rubbed that seam that runs between my balls to my asshole. That stimulation took my mind off of my dick and I squirted cum several times into his mouth. He swallowed it all and continued to suck my dick until he was satisfied that it was clean. When he lifted his head, I asked: "Should I suck your cock now?" John said: "That's not necessary tonight. I think you should go home now and think about what I did for you. When you feel comfortable about this kind of sex, you can come back and we can go upstairs and get naked and I will teach you all about man-to-man sex." I straightened up my pants and made my way downstairs. I retrieved my bicycle and rode home. When I went to bed, I took an old sock with me and masturbated at least five times. I almost rubbed a blister on the underside of my dick, before I fell asleep. I was totally distracted the next day. I was impatient for it to get dark enough for me to not be recognized, should anyone from school see me riding my bike to John's house. This time I hid my bike behind the house and entered the house through the screened in back porch. I knocked on the backdoor, and John answered the door only wearing boxer shorts. The fly was open enough that there was pubic hair sticking out. He was very pleased that I had returned, and invited me in and made us a couple of Vodka Sevens and led me up the stairs to his bedroom. The drink was strong enough that I had a buzz before I managed to take off all of my clothes. John was pleased to see what I looked like naked. I am a natural toe-head with a respectable five-inch dick and my pubic hair is a strawberry blond. All John had to do was pull the tab of the boxers and his shorts fell to the floor around his bare feet. He gave me a hug and kissed me on the mouth before he placed me on the bed face down. I watched what John was doing by looking at the mirrored closet sliding doors. He knelt between my legs, and spread my butt cheeks with his hands and smelled my asshole and licked my asshole before he sat upright and retrieved a tube of KY lubricant from the nightstand and as John straddle my legs, he applied a generous amount of lubricant to his cock and used his right hand to spread it all over his cock. Then he used the greasy index finger of his right hand to lubricate my asshole. He told me to push like I was shitting because if I didn't do that it would hurt like hell. He leaned forward and used his fingers to push the head of his cock against my asshole. It did hurt a lot. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out, but I did groan as he pushed all of his cock deep into my ass and with every thrust as he fucked my ass. When he told me that he was cumming and stopped moving I felt his full weight laying on my back. He lay there as his cock went soft and slipped out of my ass. He took a couple of tissues and stuck them into my gaping asshole before moving off my body and turned me over onto my back. At that point he straddled my chest and leaned forward to insert his cock into my mouth. I smelled my own asshole clinging to his flesh and the oily residue of the lubricant. When he felt I had sucked his cock clean, he laid on his back and encouraged me: "Albert get between my legs and fuck my asshole." I got on my knees and got between John's legs and was about to use his tube of KY to lubricate my dick, but John chucked: "Albert, that is not necessary, I'm an old slut. I enjoy a stiff cock in my ass. So, as he lifted his legs up to expose his hairy asshole. I spit on his asshole and used my hand to guide my dick to his hairy asshole. I was thrilled by the feeling of his rectum gripping my dick in the warm colon. I started fucking him slowly, but the longer I fucked him the faster I fucked him as my orgasm drew near. While I was fucking John, he was jacking off until he squirted cum all over his own belly and pubic hair. When we I was finished fucking him, we showered before I got dressed to return home. My asshole was throbbing all the way home and it was still throbbing when I eventually fell asleep. I was reluctant to go to John's the following night but eventually couldn't resist the temptation. John understood that my ass was still sore, so we just masturbated each other and sucked each other's cocks. The following night I asked him to fuck me again. This time it hurt less than the first time. I felt that I was getting used to the feeling of a man's cock in my asshole. The next evening when I leaned my bike against the back porch and entered the back of the house, I found John in the living room with Danny, the older boy from school that I had told his buddies about seeing John sucking a man's cock through the window. They were both naked and John was jacking off Danny while they were kissing each other. I did not know what I should do! I thought about leaving and going home because John was cheating on me. They ended the kiss and John said: "Albert, you know Danny, so why don't you take off your clothes and join us?" Danny smiled at me and said: "When I was telling the guys about John, I knew you were listening to my conversation. I suspected the reason you were always hanging around our group of guys was because you were fascinated by the subject of cock sucking." John was still masturbating Danny while Danny was talking to me. I had a hard-on looking at the naked bodies and the sight of John pulling on Danny's dick. Danny's dick was bigger than mine and he had a foreskin that slid up and down over the head of his dick. I had never seen a cock with foreskin before. I was embarrassed by the sight of the two of them naked and John masturbating Danny casually as if it was the natural thing to do. I was overwhelmed by what I was witnessing. Standing there I saw that John was humping under Danny and I saw between Danny's legs that John's cock was moving up and down while he was fucking Danny's asshole. I found myself using my toes to pry my shoes off without thinking, while I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. them I pulled my T-shirt up and over my head, and tossed it aside before pulling down my underwear. Danny beckoned me to come closer. He reached out and pulled me close and kissed me on the mouth, and placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down to his crotch. John used two fingers at the base to hold Danny's cock straight up upright, as Danny pulled my head down to his crotch. I smelled the strong male odor. I was fascinated by his foreskin and stuck my tongue into the opening and circled the mushroom head it tasted bitter until I had cleaned the head of his cock before I started sucking his cock. Danny pulled mt head off his dick after he came in my mouth and stood. When he did that, he pulled his asshole off John's stiff cock. Danny draped himself across the old male coffee table and he said: "Albert, I want you to fuck me!" I was looking at Danny's butt and his asshole was still gapping open and inflamed from being fuck by John's big cock. I knelt behind Danny's butt and guided my dick to his asshole and inserted it. Once I was all the way in his ass I started fucking him. His asshole slowly relaxed and closed around my dick as I fucked him. It felt wonderful and I lay over his body. At that point John slipped off the couch and got behind me. He inserted his cock into my asshole. It still hurt going in but when he started fucking me the pain was replaced by a pleasurable feeling. Also, John's fucking me was replaced by a pleasurable feeling. Also, John's fucking me was driving my dick deep into Danny's ass, I didn't have to do anything because John was doing all of the work for me. I eventually came in the confines of his colon, and shortly after that John froze because he was coming in my colon. When we pried ourselves off the coffee table, I saw that the coffee table was covered in a sweat ring the shape of Danny's body, and I saw that cum was dripping down the insides of Danny's legs. That was when I realized that the cold feeling I felt running down the insides of my legs was John's cum. John Mentioned: "Boys the two of you should take a shower, before you get dressed to go home! We do not want your mother's seeing and smelling cum all over your clothes." John following us into the bathroom and stood there washing our bodies for us. He took special care cleaning our asshole and our genitals. We both had boners and John sucked both of us off before turning off the water and using a large bath towel to dry us off. We got dressed and rode our bukes back to town. The following day at school Danny invited me to come home with him after school to meet his mother. After the last bell we retried our bikes and I followed him to his home. He introduced me to his mother and she insisted on making sandwiches for us and gave us glasses of milk before we went to his bedroom. Once we were behind the closed door. He retrieved a shoe box that contained black and white photographs of women sucking pussies and pictures of grown men sucking and fucking each other. There were also pictures of young teenagers sucking men's cocks and being fucked. It was those pictures that got both of us hard. We took our dicks out and sucked each other off before I had to get home before sinner. Danny and I became best friends and the two of us spent a lot of our free time in John home. We enjoyed many hours over the next four years enjoying sex with each other. I was a confirmed homosexual by the time I went to college. I identified the male classmates and professors that were gay and joined the campus gay life. 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