Date: Wed, 28 Sep 2005 22:08:30 -0700
From: Boystory <boystory@comcast.net>
Subject: Satyr-Boy-4

Well here's the next installment of "Satyr Boy".  It details the characters
ongoing sexual experiences.

As usual, if you're under 18, or in the company of someone under 18, then
please do not download or read this story.  The depictions in this story
involve sexual contact between a boy and an adult male.  The time frame for
these stories is during the boy's 8th through 16th year, and the men range
from age 19 to 60.  Unlike my other stories, this story is mainly about
sexual conquest.  If that is not to your liking, then please find another
story to read.  Also, I should state that the events herein are nothing
more than fantasy.  Any resemblance to any person alive or dead is purely
coincidental.  None of the events herein ever happened, not that some would
be all that bad if they did, but...

I would love to hear feedback on this story from all of you.  All emails
will receive a response (except blatant flames).  You can email me at
boystory@comcast.net.

Again, I wanted to thank Keitare for his assistance in editing this
chapter.

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Hope you enjoy this installment of "Satyr Boy"

Lenny boystory@comcast.net

"S A T Y R B O Y" CHAPTER 4 - Sexual Smorgasbord

Well hello again, it's so nice for you to keep coming back.  My name is
Daniel, and this is my story.  Over the past couple chapters in my life, I
have focused on the long term aspects of a couple different guys.  In this
chapter, I'm going to do it a bit different.  In the period that
immediately followed Joey's Dad and my neighbor, there wasn't any one guy
who struck my fancy.  So, I decided to play around with anyone I could get.
So this installment will have the experiences I had with 2 different guys.
Each will be in it's own vignette.  So, let's get on with it.

Soccer Coach

Being your average 8 year old, my mother decided that it was important for
me to be involved in activities outside the home or school.  These
activities were either sports related or having to do something with the
scouts.

I was never really good at sports, so I was usually that kid who warmed the
bench while all the other kids had a good time.  But, I had other things on
my mind.  All throughout the time I was on the bench, I was looking, and
planning.  I would look at a man and try to imagine him pushing his dick
into me.

On this particular afternoon, my eyes fell onto Mr. Anderson, our coach.
Mr. Anderson was a tall man, standing about 6' 3" tall.  He was also a very
slender man who weighed in somewhere around 200 pounds.  What caught my eye
though was what was barely being concealed in his tight shorts.  I looked
at him and had to consciously swallow to keep from drooling.

That afternoon we finished practice, or I should say, the other kids
finished practice, and I had sufficiently warmed the bench.  Mr. Anderson
told everyone that he would see them on Saturday for the game, and not to
be late.

Being as I hadn't really done anything, I offered to help Mr. Anderson put
the equipment into the office of the school gym that we were using.  I
grabbed a bag of stuff, and he did the same, and we carried it into the
locker room.  I closed the door behind me as I entered.

We set the stuff in the office, and Mr. Anderson looked down at me.  There
it was again, that look.  Once I saw it, I knew I had won.  He had that
same look of desire that all of the guys before him, yea all 3 of them, had
in their eyes.

Smiling at him, I made some sort of comment that it was really hot and a
nice cool shower would feel good. He looked at me as if trying to judge
what I was saying and finally agreed that it would feel really good.  I
immediately, before he could change his mind, went into the shower room,
stripping my clothes off as I went.  He followed me and once we got to the
shower, I was naked and he was just staring.

I turned on the cold water and called him to come in with me.  Reluctantly,
it seemed, he began to undress, and when he was as naked as I was, he
walked over to the next shower head next to me.

I didn't make it that obvious, I hope, and began to wash myself.  I paid
extra attention to my dick and balls, making sure I turned toward him when
I was washing them.  While I was doing that, I began to get an erection.
This was perfect.

He was looking at me the entire time, and, I noticed, as I was washing
myself, and getting erect, he wasn't far behind me.  I got a good look at
his penis, now that it was fully erect.  It wasn't all that spectacular.
Only about 6 inches, and I've seen boys at the changing room to the local
pool who were thicker.  The beauty of Mr. Anderson was his balls.  They
were huge.  I don't know how they size them, but they looked like they were
the size of large apricots.  Two of them in a bag.  I imagined that he
would provide me with enough cum to eat and not be hungry for a week.

I started moving closer to him and as soon as I was within reach, I pushed
out my arm and grabbed a hold of his dick.  Needless to say, he was a
little surprised.  But, he didn't say a word.  I looked up at him and told
him I liked doing this, and more, with guys like him.  He smiled, and took
a half-step closer to me.

I cupped his big balls in the palm of my hand and tried to gauge their
weight.  I caressed his apricots while I continued masturbating him.  After
a few minutes, I stepped even closer to him and wrapped my lips around his
dick.  You would have thought he was going to collapse.

I sucked on him for a few minutes, still playing with his balls, when I
felt his balls begin to pull themselves out of my hand.  His dick was
swelling also, and I knew he was ready to give me what I so desperately
wanted.  A moment later, I was rewarded for my efforts with 3 healthy
squirts of his man seed on my tongue.  I swallowed between each, then, as
he was softening, I proceeded to lick him clean.

All the while, he was just staring at me.  I looked up at him and told him
that his cum tasted better than any I had tasted before.  He then spoke the
first words he had spoken since this all began.  He asked me how many times
I had done this, to which I told him that I really couldn't remember
because I had lost count.  He shook his head.

I told him that there was only one thing I liked better than sucking a
man's dick and that was getting a man to stick it up my butt.  Upon hearing
that, I noticed him getting hard again.  All I could do was smile.  I asked
him if he could do it to me, and he just took my shoulders and led me into
the office where there was a couch.

Inside the office, I went over to the couch and laid down.  He went into
the bathroom and got a tube of KY.  It was obvious to me he had done this
before, but probably not with a boy as young as me.  He came over to me and
sat on the edge of the couch.  He told me to roll over onto my tummy and
after doing that he began to rub his hands over my butt cheeks.
Eventually, he was running a finger up and down my crack, and touching my
hole.

A few minutes later, I felt his finger pushing against my hole, and it felt
slippery, so I figured he had coated it with the KY.  It slipped into me
without any discomfort to me, all the way to the second knuckle.  He fucked
his finger in and out of me a few times, then I felt him adding a second
finger.  A few minutes of this, and he added a third finger.  I was
thinking that he wasn't that thick but I wasn't going to say anything.  It
did feel good after all.

It was finally time for him to get into me.  He pushed the head of his cock
up against my hole, and pushed.  It slipped inside me without any problems.
It was so easy for it to get in, that when he pushed, expecting to just put
the head in, he slipped in all the way to his pubes.  That was the most
amazing feeling for me.  None of this little at a time stuff.  I was
instantly full.  I loved it.

Realizing he had just gone in so quickly, he paused and asked me if I was
ok.  I replied to him that it was great and he could go to it.  He began
pulling out of me and then thrusting back.  He wasn't gentle in any way.
He pounded my butt so hard it pushed me up against the arm of the couch
with each thrust.  I was laying on my tummy, so this movement just rubbed
my dick against the couch intensifying my feelings.

He didn't last long.  After only about 3 or 4 minutes, I could feel him
pushing deeply into me and could feel his cum shooting into me.  It was all
I could do to stop from laughing because as he was cumming, he was crying
like a baby.

He finally finished and pulled out of me.  He didn't say anything, just
began getting dressed.  So, I followed suit and dressed as well.  We left
the gym.

The following Saturday, I went to go to the game.  Mr. Anderson didn't say
anything to me about what had happened, and I didn't say anything to him.
I remained on the team, and he actually had me play a bit each game.
Mr. Anderson and I never had a repeat of our day's fun.


Scout Leader

I really looked forward to each Tuesday night.  It was the night of our
Cub-Scouts meetings.  I really had a lot of fun at those meetings.  I got
along with all the kids in my pack, and all of the dads seemed to like me.
On this particular Tuesday, we were discussing an upcoming camping trip.
Our scout leader, Mr. Head, it's funny, because of his name, his first name
was Richard, and all the dad's called him Dick.  Us boys used to giggle
whenever we would think about the fact that his full name was Dick Head.

Well, Mr. Dickhead asked if any of us boys had never been on a camping
trip.  He said that before we could go on this week long trip, we all had
to have gone on a shorter trip first with our dads.  Well, I had never gone
on any camping trips so far, and since I didn't have a dad, Mr. Head told
me that he would take me on Saturday for an overnight trip to the local
mountains.

I was excited.  Not because I thought I could have sex with Mr. Head, but I
really wanted to go camping.  It sounded like fun.

Saturday morning rolled around, and Mr. Head came to my house to pick me
up.  It was 8:30 in the morning, and I had been up since 6:00 so excited
that I couldn't sleep.  He told my Mom where we were going, and I hopped
into his car and off we went.

About 2 hours later, we arrived at a parking lot in the mountains.
Mr. Head told me that we needed to hike in from here and it would take us
about an hour to do so.  We began to hike.

I didn't have any problems hiking and carrying my pack and this seemed to
make Mr. Head very happy.  He said that because I was such a small boy, he
was afraid that I wouldn't be able to carry my own weight.  I felt proud by
the kind words he was saying.  I was actually acting my age and was basking
in the praise being given me by an adult.

We arrived at the campsite.  Nobody was anywhere near where we were so we
were totally alone and in private.  We set up the tent that we were going
to share.  He had me go find wood for the fire.  When I got back, we built
a fire, and began to cook our dinner.

We had a good time just being together, talking about all sorts of stuff.
After dinner, Mr. Head asked me to sit down because he had some things to
ask me.  I figured he was going to test me on some cub-scout stuff.  I sat
down next to him, and actually got a little scared when I looked at him.
He had "That Look".

He told me in a very quiet voice that his best friend had told him about
what I like to do.  I looked puzzled and he told me that he and
Mr. Anderson had been "close" in the past.  He told me that Mr. Anderson
had told him all about our afternoon and he then said that he was going to
get a taste of that too.

I was really scared.  Normally it was me who was being the aggressive one,
but here he made me understand without saying that if I didn't cooperate he
would get it anyway.

I decided that I better do what he wanted.  Without being asked, I began to
remove my clothes.  When I did this, he smiled and told me he thought I was
smart enough to understand, and began getting undressed too.

When we were both naked, he guided me into the tent where he had taken both
of our sleeping bags and zipped them together.  We climbed down onto them
and he began to rub me all over my body. His touch really did feel good and
within a minute or two I began to get an erection.  He had been hard the
entire time.

I just realized, I never let you all know what he had to offer.  Well, Dick
Head's dickhead, it sound funny when you say it like that, was really big.
His cock was about 8 inches long and really fat.  Almost as fat as those
chubs of salami my mom bought.  I was scared to have him put that inside
me.  It was fatter than any I had before.

He laid down on the "bed", spread his legs, and told me to suck him.  I
started to kneel down and to grab hold of his cock, and he told me I was
not allowed to use my hands.  Just my lips and mouth.  I didn't know if I
was going to be able to get him to cum like that because every other time I
had done this I just put the head and maybe an inch into my mouth and just
masturbated the guy until he would cum in my mouth.  I bent over and took
what I could of him into my mouth.

I used my tongue as much as I could, and I guess this guy had what I later
in life found out to be a hair trigger because almost immediately after I
started tonguing his head, he came into my eager mouth.  He shot so much
cum that I had trouble swallowing it before the next blast came.  I managed
to swallow almost all of it and then began to lick up what had dribbled out
of my mouth.

He told me to lay down on my back.  I was laying down and he got up and
grabbed my ankles, holding them up, exposing my butthole.  Without
preparation of any kind, and with no lube he pushed his fat cock up against
my hole and basically forced it into me.  I think he had planned it so we
would be so isolated.

I screamed so loud that I'm surprised my mom didn't hear it over 100 miles
away when he pushed it into me.  It Hurt!  Bad!

Once he was in me, he started to fuck me very hard.  So hard I would now
call it savagely.  He pounded into me as I screamed and cried for almost 5
whole minutes.  Finally, when I didn't think I could take any more pain
without passing out, he came into my butt.

When he had finished cumming he pulled out of me, turned his back to me,
and went to sleep.  After a while, I guess I fell asleep too.

The next morning, he woke me up.  He was already dressed.  He told me to
roll over so he could look at my hole.  He said to himself that it wasn't
that bad, but he took a tube of some cream out of his bag and began to rub
it into my hole.  It actually felt good to have that done to me.

He told me to get up and get dressed.  On our way back to the car, he told
me that if I ever told anyone, and he got in any trouble, then my whole
family would pay with their lives.  I didn't doubt him in the least.

We got to the car and he drove me home.  I went right to my room, laid on
my bed, and cried myself to sleep.

I didn't want to have sex anymore.  This experience had scared me so much
that I didn't think I would ever have sex again.  Well, that is until my
9th birthday two months later.  But that's another chapter.

Well there you have it.  Not all experiences are fun and good.  Just goes
to show you that there are all different types of guys out there, so, if
you're like I was and still reading this (even though you're not supposed
to), then please, be very careful.

Daniel