Date: Mon, 13 Apr 2009 15:52:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: jar cuzco <thelousyllama@yahoo.com>
Subject: WYOMING 1976

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This is my first attempt at a story, so forgive me if it is not that good,
I tried my best. The story is about a sexual encounter between a man and a
boy, so if it offends you or if you are not supposed to read it, than
please leave this page.

Wyoming, 1966

Timmy got down from his bicycle to get to his usual rest spot near the
stream by the woods far away from his home. He got on the swing, made from
an old car tire, hanged by himself to a tall oak tree so that he could come
over to his secret hide out and just relax far away from his mother and her
chores. But today, he noticed something odd, a truck was there by the
stream without its driver anywhere nearby.

He was curious as to what it was doing there, the stream isn't exactly
where somebody might want to come for a visit. It is shallow and small,
could pass off as a large drain. People usually head higher up the
mountains where there are larger lakes and waterfalls. So he decided to
walk towards the truck.

It was an old red truck which was empty, there was a couple of magazines on
the seat that's all. The magazines got him exited, it had pictures of women
with no clothes on, on the front page. He had heard about these magazines
from school from his buddy Ryan. Ryan's dad showed it to him a couple of
them on the night of his twelfth birthday. Unfortunately, Timmy does not
have a dad to show him those cool stuff, his dad died in Normandy when his
mother was still pregnant with Tim.

He opened the door to have a better look, he took one of them, it had a
picture of a nurse in her uniform, but her breast were exposed and her
skirt pulled up to reveal her pussy, as Ryan taught him the term. He turned
the pages and there were more pictures of the nurse in all sorts of
position, her clothes were barely covering any parts of her body, and there
were more pictures of her beautiful butt too.

He was just too high on lust drooling over her naked body that he did not
realize the sound of the person that crept up behind him.

"Like what you see boy?" the man shouted. Timmy got so scared, he dropped
the porn and turned around.

The man was nude, without a clothing at all, he was in his forties,
slightly fat, black haired, with hair on his chest, some on his abdomen and
a big bush around his cock. That was the first man cock he has ever seen,
he had seen boys nude at school but had never seen a full grown adult cock.

"No sir,... I mean yes sir, erm... No,.. I'm sorry sir!"  He replied
nervously.

"Well your peepee seems sure enough unlike you" he pointed to Timmys cock
which was pointing out from under his jeans with a large wet spot of
precum.

Timmy could only apologize one more time. The man got closer to him, "It's
only normal for a boy to be excited about the naked human flesh, all boys
do, heck at this age even I do"

Timmy started to get afraid of the close presence of the man. He felt back
on the seat of the truck. The man was now in front of him at the door while
Timmy sat on the seat with his legs still out. He was trapped. He realized
that the man's cock was getting bigger and bigger.

"It is how you deal with the excitement that matters" He got even
closer. All Timmy could do was lean back, till he hit the seat and he could
not go any further. He closed his eyes, he thought the man was going to
strangle him. Then, he felt it the man's lips pressed upon his, he kissed
him again and again. Timmy was confused, why was this man kissing him like
how he should with his wife, how inappropriate. And then he felt the hand
fondle with his cock through the jeans.

He was still hard, probably harder than ever, with his eyes still
closed. The hand unbuckled his jeans and pulled out his dick. The hand
played with it, stroked it up and down like how Timmy did every night since
Ryan had told him to do so. The hands pulled his pants further down to his
ankles, and his shirt up to his nipples.

He felt his tongue, licking his nipples. At that very moment, Timmys own
cock continued to throb releasing more of his boy juice. The tongue went
lower and into his belly, more juice continued to pour. The tip of the
tongue went lower to his 4 incher and licked all the sweet jizz slowly. The
tongue reached his scrotum and both went into the man's mouth. And then the
mouth took his dick into it. Timmy just moaned in pleasure. Ugghh Ahhhrh,
Errhhh, Mpph. He felt it on his pelvis, he felt it on his legs, he felt it
on his arms, he felt it all over. Muscles in his body contracting at the
pleasure stimulated from the dick.

There, Timmy was, in the middle of the forest, lying on the seat of a
truck, legs wide apart and pants down at his ankles, having his boy cock,
in the mouth of a man he hardly knew. Ugghh Ahhhrh, Errhhh, Mpph. The man's
moustache rubbing on his tiny pubes added to the sensations.

"HAAH AHHH MHHH , URGHH ARHHH ARHHH UGHHH!" Timmy moaned as he unloaded all
his boy cum into the man's mouth. "Arhhh haahh" he goes as the final dropes
gets deposited deep in the man's throat. He sucked more, drinking all of
the cum there was. And as Timmys dick soften, the man slowly releases it
from his mouth.

Timmy opened his eyes. The man was already standing up stroking his own
cock grinning at him with a drop of cum at the corner of his lips. The
harsh reality fell on Timmy, he knew that a man should not have done that
to another man, he got afraid once more.

He quickly ran for his bike while pulling up his pants. The man laughed and
said, "I'll be here tomorrow, come if you want to see more magazines, or if
you want to have more fun"

Never, Timmy thought to himself as he rode off. Not knowing that later in
the night, he needed to jack off 5 more times before he could get himself
to sleep, wanting more.

Thank You

English is not my mother tongue so please forgive me for my errors. Feel
free to mail me with comments, ideas, suggestions, anything... I would love
to hear what you think of my first story. Should I continue?

Hate mails will be ignored.

Ryan Raj

whitecumonmyface@yahoo.com