Date: Sun, 29 Aug 2021 14:09:31 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Tony Comes Out (Gay / Beginnings, oral, anal, b/bm M/MMM) Beginnings, oral, anal, b/bm 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 a consenting adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2021 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Tony Comes Out By Wolf My best friend, Freddie, and I enjoyed watching each other masturbate, but never touched each other. I was confused about human sexuality and myself. Freddie assured me that I wasn't a queer if I let a guy suck my cock or fucked a guy in the ass. What bothered me was that I fantasized about touching and sucking him. We lived in the small town of Moulton, Alabama. Best known as a Walmart supercenter. A few years later I was a still skinny kid and a long haired 14-years-old. My older sister had a 17-year-old boyfriend staying over one weekend. He was also a good- looking guy. That evening I was fast asleep in my room when something woke me up. When I realized that it was my sister's boyfriend, I pretended to be asleep. He pulled back the covers and pulled down my underwear and started stroking my cock. He whispered in my ear: "I'm going to make you feel good." Then he took my cock into his mouth and started sucking on my cock. He wanted me to touch his cock, but I wouldn't do that. He wanted to put his cock between my legs. Since he wasn't talking about sticking it in my asshole, I agreed to let him do as he wanted. When he put his cock between my legs, I clamped my legs tightly around his cock. He proceeded to hump me until he came. He proceeded to lick his cum off my legs and turned his back to me and went to sleep. The next day he acted like nothing happened. That night he touched me again, but this time he was feeling my ass. He tried to push his cock into my asshole dry. He spit on his fingers and rubbed my hole with his finger and pushed it in, it felt good. Then he put his cock to my asshole and started to penetrate me. It hurt, so bad I pulled away. He agreed to let me fuck him, and he rubbed his hole and got it wet, and got on his knees and allowed me to fuck him. It was so hot! I still wouldn't touch his cock. I wanted to but because of what Freddie had told me I felt that if I did touch or suck his cock that I would be a queer. Because of my fear of being a queer I pursued a straight life. I graduated high school and was drafted and spent the better part of two years assigned duty in a motor pool in West Germany. After my discharge I got a job working for a utility company for their motor pool. I got married and had two children. I eventually went to a local State college and got a degree in human resources and became a member of the human resources branch for the utility company. I was living the life of the average man. I was a slender 38-yers=old when the company insisted that I attend a seminar on sexual harassment at the State Capital of Seattle. When I checked into the hotel, I was assigned a room with a guy from another from a human resources branch from another public utility company. We introduced ourselves to each other and his name was Dwayne Hatch. He looked like an Ivy League graduate all decked out in a Brooks Brothers suit with a power tie in blue and white school colors. His haircut looked like a military officer's cut. I assumed that he was a stuffed shirt and figured that we had nothing in common. He turned out to be a pleasant conversationalist and I liked him instantly. We went to dinner together in the hotel restaurant and we talked about our company's administrative problems. We agreed that the very people that should be attending sexual harassment seminars are the upper management personnel because they are the ones that wind up causing the districts to have to pay out large sums of money to secretaries and female middle management personnel for inappropriate suggestions and touching. We consumed a generous amount of J.D. Black Label. We were feeling no pain when we returned to our room. The space between the two full sized beds was not all that spacious and we occasionally bumped into each other while we were getting undressed. Dwayne was very neat about hanging up his clothes as he removed them. He was not modest at all. I couldn't help noticing that he was well hung and he had a tattoo of a triangle with two Parallel bars in the inside of his left wrist. I knew enough to know that it was a gay tattoo. I wasn't about to comment on it. He must have seen the look of recognition on my face. Dwayne commented: "Yes, I am gay. Does that bother you?" "Nor at all, I work with a gay guy that has the same tattoo on the inside of his left wrist. He has told me a lot me about the gay community." "Have you ever indulged?" I laughed: "When I was about 11 or 12-years-old my older sister had a boyfriend that used to seek into my room and sucked me off. When he went away to college that was the end of me having sex with males." Dwayne asked: "Have you ever thought about sex with males since then?" "I have thought about it on occasion since then." Dwayne asked: "Would you like me to give you a blowjob?" I thought about what that would mean, but I had a hard-on. "Yes." He knelt between the beds as I sat on the bed and opened my pants and pulled my Hanes down under my scrotum and took hold of my cock and masturbated me to ensure that I was hard before he held my scrotum while he started to suck my cock. I couldn't believe how good he was at it and how good it felt. He seemed to know when I was about to cum and he would stop long enough to prevent me from having an orgasm. It felt like an eternity before he couldn't prevent me from cumming in his mouth. He asked me: "How do you feel about sucking my cock?" "I have never sucked a cock!" "Let me know if you ever have a change of heart.". I thought about his request as I drifted off to sleep. Dwyane was a good-looking guy. I was wondering what a cock would taste like and wondered if I would be a queer if I sucked his cock. I eventually fell asleep. The next day we got dressed and had breakfast in the hotel restaurant before checking in at the symposiums and picking up our I.D. badges. We had to sit through a boring lecture during the morning. At least they provided coffee and pastry during the brakes, and lunch before the afternoon lecture. In the afternoon session we broke up into smaller groups based on our positions, so Dwyane and I being human resources were in the same breakout session. At least we got to ask specific questions. I pointed out that there was no way we could prevent Branch or Division head from hitting on a young-employees. I have witnessed employees contacting attorneys that sued the company as well as the individual person involved. The company paid a hefty settlement. If the branch, Division, or company retaliated against the employee that would add to the settlement. Enviably, the Branch or Division head is either promoted or retired with a healthy retirement. How do we prevent that from happening? Sending management personnel to these seminars would not stop them from abuse their authority!" AS far as I was concerned All these seminars did was make this seminar agency wealthy and give companies something to show the court thar they tried to prevent sexual harassment and didn't condone such conduct. Dwyane and I had the room for one more night. We spent another evening in the bar before retiring to our room. This time when we got undressed. I was bold enough to push him back onto his bed and kneel between his legs and cup his balls the way he had mine and I sucked my first cock. I tried to prolong it the way he had done to me, but I was not skilled enough to prevent him from cumming too quickly. When he came in my mouth, I swallowed most of his stuff. He sucked me off again as well. The next morning, we cleaned up and had coffee together before going our own ways. I had a lot of thinking to do when I got home. I am one of those guys with loose ligaments, so with a little practice I was able to bend over enough to be able to suck my own cock of off. While at work I was having a coffee break with the fellow employee that I told Dwyane about being open about his sexuality. I asked him what bar he hung out at and he told me all about the bar he preferred. That evening I parked my car in the lot behind the bar and went in. The place had that familiar smell of stale cigarette smoke and spilled alcohol. The jukebox was playing popular music far too loud. The place was crowded with a mixed group of men. It was early so a lot of them were older men that are retired. The other guys were working stiffs that must have just got off work like myself. I sew a tall guy wearing a nice three-piece pinstripe suit with a tasteful hand rolled silk Italian tie. I asked him if I could join him. He was drinking a Tom Collins, so I bought him another one and one for myself. We only conducted small talk for a few minutes before we left the bar. I drove him to his apartment where we got undressed and we sucked each other off. After we were finished, I got dressed and I went home. I saw him four more times, before the guy from work saw me in the bar. He not only wanted oral sex he wanted me to fuck him. That led to us having a three way and while I was fucking my fellow employee the other guy stuck his cock into my ass and fucked me. I endured the pain and went away thinking I would never do that again. Two days later my ass stopped throbbing and I suddenly had a desire to have anal sex again. 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