Date: Mon, 22 Nov 2010 11:43:47 +0000 From: Jake Audio Subject: Wolf On The Prowl Here's a little diddly Hope you like it. Wolf On The Prowl William Bores is my name. I was 29 years of age in 1972. I was a prowler and hence I took the nickname of Wolf. I never really told my friends why. I just told them I was a lone man hence a lone wolf. I loved hunting for youths. Age 16 and older was my favorite. But a few 14 plus year old would do. It had been two years since I had a boy that young. Mostly is was 16 and 17 year old lads with a few a bit older. I didn't want any my age or older than me. One such boy was Burk. Wolf - entry June 23 1972 I met a nice boy age 16 Named Burk. He was a smart boy. He knew everything on how a bike could do fun tricks. I had always loved riding my bike I still did it when I could. I even rode my bike to work. I wanted to stay in shape. I had chosen to be a male nurse. It wasn't as popular back then for men. But over the years I had adapted into a RN from an LVN. But back in 1972 nurses did the work of what to would be called a Certified Nurses Aid, CNA. But it paid decent. I had never known my family. I had been raised in a number of foster homes. Neal was my foster brother. He was the first male I fooled around with. We were both 14. We had stayed in contact till we graduated from college. He went on to be an engineer. I still get a few letters every now and then. I really couldn't get into woman enough to have any kids except one. I never saw the boy Tony. I had met his mother at a party where I drank too much. We had sex which I barely remember. It must of not been that good. She was the only woman I really had sex with. She sent me a letter two years later telling about the boy. His mother had carted the boy off to another part of the country. I lived in Virgina at the time. They lived in California. In 72 he was 7 years old. I got a few letters and sent birthday and holiday greetings but that's all I heard from the boy. Back to my telling of Burk. Back then and even today I have always kept a journal of my life. Burk was one of my favorites finds. We are still friends to this day. He was 16 in 1972. I had a car but rarely used it as I said I rode my bike. I would get up early each day and ride my bike to work. There I took a shower and changed into my nurses outfit. I didn't wear what the woman nurses wore. I looked like a doctor to many. I had gotten my boss to let me just wear the same outfits. I never wanted to be a doctor, to much work. I enjoyed my life. I even found time to travel and have fun when I wasn't working. I mean the Job really started to pay big in the mid 1980. But it was 1972. I had met Burk at the park. He had facial hair except he kept it shaved well so I didn't see it. he was a bit chunky. I found I liked that. I mean I didn't turn away a thin male. But I like a bit of meat on them. I'm not a chubby chasers. Although I been with a few chubbies. They are sexual too after all. Burk and I talked about bikes. After about 20 minutes I stepped into the first step of Prowling. I started to compliment him. It was easy when a person has something they are good at. I always manage to find something. "Your sure know a lot about bikes. What your name kid?" "Burk, I may not look it but I'm 16. I'm no kid. I'm a man." "I'm sorry Burk. You don't look your age. I William. My friends call me Wolf." "Wolf is cool. So do you live around here?" "Why do you ask?" "Well its hot this summer and I don't want to go home. So how about we go to your place." This kid was bold. I guess he wanted to show how much of a man he was. We got back to my place and shared a couple of cokes. It was hot and so his suggestion to be out of the heat was good. I decided to test the waters so I took off my shirt. He looked at me and did the same. I was rewarded with a hairy boy with a bit of meaty flesh. He was slightly chunky like I liked. I was staring at him. I looked away. "Is there something wrong?" "You have a lot of hair on your body. I guess you are man. Why don't you have facial hair?" "I do. I have lots. Its just light colored and I shave real close each day. My dad has a thick beard and you can see his even when shaved." "What do you do for work, Wolf?" "I'm a nurse. What about your dad? What's he do?" "He's not a nurse. He does his contract work in California. I am just a liability he pays out to." "Sorry Burk. I didn't mean to..." "...Its alright. I've gotten use to him ignoring me. I still hate it. I love the son of bitch and he can't even talk to me on the phone." He started to cry then stopped when he looked at me. "I sorry. You don't know me that well." "Look Burk I never knew my family. The only person who loved me was a foster brother. I don't even know where he is now. At least you know who your family is." "But he's such a selfish man. I don't want to live with him. I just want him to tell me he loves me. I'm his son for Christ sake." Then he started to cry again. Without thinking I walked over to him and hugged him. He leaned into me and balled more. When we pulled apart I had a boner that was obvious. But if he noticed it he didn't say a word. I certainly didn't want to make any kind of move with him feeling so bad. He wiped his nose and then asked for another drink. I went and got it right away. I looked at him and wondered what was going on. I had just found the best kid ever and he was a basket case. Right on cue he read my mind and explained what was going on. "Wolf, I just talked to my Dad earlier today. I'm sorry I didn't mean to cry like a baby with you. You must think I psycho or something. Really I'm a normal guy. Who thinks he had found a real friend." "I hope so Burk. You are just hurting inside and I am helpless to help you. Because I never knew my family I've made my own way. You can talk to me anytime you want." "Thanks I won't even let the fact that you are turned on by me bother me." I was shocked by this kid. He didn't miss a beat in anything. "I'm not so sure if I am interested in you sexually. I'm turned on by everything. So kiss me and lets find out." Compared to Burk I had a little body hair. I was thin and lean. But I like how he looked, his face and his body. I grabbed him and kissed him with an embrace. His flesh with his hair rubbed me just right and I was on fire. I wanted this boy big time. I grabbed his butt and got a handful. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and was rewarded with his fighting back at me. He pulled away briefly. "I like that. You sure know how to make me want more. Give me more care Nurse Wolf." He smiled at me and I took that as a cure to reach for his pants. I had them off and his underwear. He had briefs as did I. He had me naked just as fast. I took him naked to my bedroom and laid him on my bed. "What happens now Wolf?" "What do you want to happen?" "I don't know anything about sex really other than jerking off." This was 1972 remember boys 16 didn't know anything outside of jerking normally. Sex ed was really about keep your body clean. I don't mean safe sex. I mean clean. "If you want I will show you everything. If you don't want to do something you just tell me OK. "OK. You'll need to start things." I did too. I took his throbbing 6 plus inch cut member and put it right into my mouth. He said "shit" so loud it almost made me deaf. I gave him a good going on his meat. Then pulled off. My own meat was cut like his but a bit fatter I think. "Is that it?" He panted with disappointment. "No way. I just don't want you cumming yet." I got on top of him after I grabbed a tube of lube. I put some on his meat and mine. I started to rub my penis against his. He got into the feeling. So did I. I liked Frotting. It was great cause it often lasted for a while. Plus you can kiss and feel pleasure on both partners penises. I knew he liked it. Suddenly we both shot our loads. we had been at it for a while. I was so lost in the feeling that I didn't realize I was that close. Apparently so was he. I rolled off him and he rolled over for me to hold him. He cried again. I asked him what was wrong. He said it was just so wonderful to share something like that with another man. I knew he was hook on man to man sex. I had bagged my prey. I was living up to my role as the Wolf on the Prowl. I tell you more soon about how far went that day. Wolf. entry 1 for June 23 1972, entry 2 will have the rest of the story for that day. Jake audio jakeaudio@hotmail.com