Date: Fri, 2 Jun 2000 11:23:57 -0700 (PDT) From: Rich Wahler Subject: Introduction to the Elephant I was one of five boys. We lived in an old three-bedroom farmhouse about 100 years old. It was consumed by the city; with wartime homes all around. It's small bedrooms meant we lived on top of each other. In my room there was a bunk bed and a single bed with not much room to maneuver between them. I was seven, and my older brother was sixteen and just coming into his own. Six foot tall and his cubbish chest hair just starting to develop.. He had the top bunk. I was below him, and my twin had the single bed. I remember how it all started, he said to me one night from the top bunk, have yah ever felt an Elephant. Of course I said no, and he said reach up, and I reached up to the top of the top bunk, where I felt his cock for the first time. I remember thinking how soft it felt and how nicely his pubic fur tickled my hands. I could resist but to pet it and feel it for the longest time, I found my self coming back to it several times in the night, as it hung over the edge of the top bunk, slightly hidden by sheets. The next night the same thing happened he asked me if I wanted to pet his elephant. After a short while I was invited up to his bed. I was nervous but I agreed. I climbed up to the top bunk, and snuggled in beside his waist. Where I got a better position to feel his elephant. His nice cock and balls gave me such pleasure feeling them. I pet it for a while and he asked me if I like his elephant and I said yes, he then showed me how to pet it. I learned how to stoke it, up and down, using the foreskin as a slide. He enjoyed me working up and down his cock, moaning and moving. Eventually he was pumping my hands, and his ball tightened up. He shot a load all over his body. A hot load of cum and he licked it all up using his hands to cup and feed himself. I remember the smell was intense. Shortly afterwards I returned to my own bed for the night. On the third night, I came to bed and was excited, I was looking forward to pet his elephant. I climbed up into the top bunk and felt his fuzzy manhood. It was always hard, and it felt so nice. After a bit he asked me to kiss his elephant and to put in my mouth; to suck on it. As he slid his hot meat into my mouth I gagged for a moment, but quickly adjusted to its presence. I could feel the heat of it, and the texture of it wet was almost addicting. It was salty, smooth, and comforting. It felt good sliding it in and out of my mouth. His body responded to this pleasure. Every time I slid my mouth to the top he would move in ecstasy. Slowly he began pumping my mouth, and I couldn't get enough of his elephant sliding up and down my tong. That night for the first time in my life I tasted another man, it was hot as it hit the back of my mouth, salty, and slightly bitter, but I enjoyed it and I couldn't get enough. I continued sucking him after he came, and until he came again. The heat was intense, and his cum more palatable. That night I spent in his bed, and I woke up several times, finding my mouth on his cock ready for another go. For years after this I spent every night in his bed , stoking and sucking him, till it came time for him to leave home. A year later he got married, but our adventures didn't stop there; but those are more stories for another time. To this day nothing gives me greater pleasure then to be sucking a man's cock, especially a older (40-55) thin bear/wolf/furry otter. Comments welcome at: oral4bear@yahoo.com