From: honjohn@gate.net (John E. Smith)
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Subject: The Cumming Out Party (M/b Oral Anal)
Date: Fri, 24 Jul 1998 03:41:13 GMT

THE COMING-OUT PARTY

          A STORY EXCERPTED FROM THE NOVEL DER KOMMANDANT
                               by
                          John E. Smith
P.O. Box 7762
Port St. Lucie, FL
34985-7762


     Eugene had felt the first stirrings of homosexuality and fetishism
at a very early age.  He could recall, when he was about three years
old, his Father had just had some dental work done and was lying on his
bed in great pain.  Little Eugene climbed up on the bed to try and
console his Father and he could remember that laying next to his
incapacitated Father, in his bed, with his Father's arm around him, had
sexually excited him.  His little wee wee got hard.  

     Another time, at about the same age, his Father came back from a
fishing trip, still wearing his rubber hip boots, folded down to the
knees.  When his Father, sitting on a chair, pulled off his hip boots,
little Eugene, with his Father's help, stuck his little legs into the
boots and again got an erection.  

     Another time, he was playing "cops and robbers" with some of the
neighborhood boys.  He was one of the "robbers" and he had been
captured.  The "guard" at the "prison", a circle drawn on the playground
dirt around a large tree, was a handsome, well-built boy, a little older
than Eugene.  The guard kept Eugene "in prison," with his back against
the tree, by pressing on Eugene's chest with his hand.  Being held by
this hunky boy gave Eugene an erection.

     Eugene's homosexual tendencies did not find overt expression,
however, until he was fourteen years old.  Each summer his family spent
the summer at their country estate.  This summer, his Father had hired a
new stable boy to take care of their horses.  His name was Gustav and he
was actually a "boy" in job name only because he was a man, in his early
twenties, tall, well-built, handsome, and he usually wore the tightest,
sexiest, tan-leather, knee breeches and knee boots that Eugene had ever
seen.  Eugene couldn't keep his eyes off of Gustav.  Whenever Gustav was
around, working, Eugene was nearby, talking with him and watching him
work.  

     Gustav was not sexually innocent.  He had first had his cock sucked
by a man when he was fourteen.  While hitchhiking, he had been picked up
by a gay motorist and propositioned.  He had accepted and, from that
day, he liked to have his cock sucked by either men or women.  In
addition, even though he had girl friends, whom he fucked in the pussy,
he preferred to fuck ass, either men or women.  For that reason, he had
a gay boyfriend in the village where he lived, whom he had been fucking
for years.  

     Eugene, on the other hand, had led a sheltered life.  He had
attended grade school close to his home and his play with his friends
had been closely supervised.  He had gone through the
"you-show-me-yours-and-I'll-show-you-mine" stage, but he hadn't really
touched another person sexually.  He had heard sniggering references
from his classmates about gay sex and getting a blow job, but he was
really quite innocent.  He didn't know very much about what two men did
when they had sex with each other.  

     Even though Eugene didn't know it himself, he communicated his
interest in Gustav with his lovelorn looks and constant attention, so
that Gustav got the idea, not entirely incorrectly, that Eugene wanted
him sexually.  Gustav, for his part, was not a pederist.  He didn't seek
sex with young children.  But, the enthusiastic attraction, that this
cute little blond-haired boy obviously had for him, somehow touched his
heart.  He wanted to cuddle Eugene and satisfy his rampant curiosity. 
And, he was sexually aroused by the flirtatious looks of this hunky
little curly-haired boy with the sexy-sweet, swishy, little buns, in
their tight, countrified lederhosen (traditional leather shorts worn by
children in the Bavarian region of Germany).

        Gustav made his move.  Eugene had been talking with Gustav and
watching him curry-combing a horse.  Gustav had no shirt on and he was
wearing those sexy-smooth, tan-leather breeches, that revealed the outline
of his sizeable cock and balls because, unlike most men, he wore them on
the right side down his right leg.  When Gustav finished he announced,
"Whew!  I'm tired.  I'm going to rest for a while."  He walked into the
barn, spread a big, soft-wool blanket on a thick pile of sweet-smelling
hay, and flopped down on his back.  Eugene followed Gustav into the barn
and sat down on the blanket next to him.

     Even though Eugene was fourteen years old, he looked younger
because his skin was as clear and smooth as a child's, and, even though
he was muscular, it was an immature, childish, muscularity because his
body had not yet received the dose of male hormones that would be
produced when he passed adolescence.  Like many blond children, his
adolescence was delayed.  He had only a little, blond "peach fuzz" pubic
hair around his childishly immature penis.  It  didn't begin to grow
until after he experienced his first orgasm at the age of sixteen.  In
addition, this appearance of childishness was enhanced by the fact that
he was "pretty".  Ever since he was a baby, adults referred to him as
"cute" because he was a little small for his age, and his pretty face
was framed by golden ringlets of hair that his mother made him wear at
an unfashionable long length, despite his protests that it made him
"look like a girl" and that he wanted to wear his hair in a crew cut
like the other boys.    

     "I've got a peacock," Gustav announced.  

     "You do?" Eugene responded, innocently thinking that Gustav was
referring to the bird with the brilliant plumage.  "Could I see it?"

     "Sure," Gustav replied as he reached down, unbuttoned the fly of
his leather, knee britches, took out his cock, squeezed the
foreskin-covered head, pulled it out once, full length, layed it limp
down his leather-covered leg, and released it from his hand. 

     Eugene was surprised that Gustav was referring to the thing that
Eugene's Mother clinically referred to as his penis, but he was
fascinated.  Gustav's cock was so pretty and so much bigger than his
that he wanted to touch it.  

     Gustav almost seemed to read his mind.  "You can touch it," he
said, as he sexily hunched his hips and put his hands behind his head
against the pile of hay behind him so he could continue to look down at
his own cock.  

     Eugene reached over and gently touched Gustav's cock with his
finger tips.  Several times he gently ran his fingertips down the length
of Gustav's cock to the foreskin as if he were a blind man trying to
memorize its shape with his sense of touch.  Gustav pulsed his cock
after each stroke, making it jump up from his leather breeches, then lie
down again for the next stroke.  

     Eugene took Gustav's now-semihard cock in his hand, gently skinned
back the over-hanging foreskin, and exposed its beautiful pink head. 
Eugene smelled the masculine-musky odor of Gustav's body and the odor of
Gustav's leather pants, and, without knowing why, was aroused by it. 
His little preadolescent penis got hard in his lederhosen. 

     "Your peacock is so pretty," Eugene said, turning it all around and
fondling it.

     "Why don't you kiss it?" Gustav asked.

     Eugene felt a deep conflict.  He knew that society disapproved of
two men touching each other sexually.  He knew that society would have
disapproved of his touching Gustav's cock, as he had; but, some urge,
some unsatisfied need, deep in his soul, blinded him to society's
disapproval.  He did not reply with words.  He pulled Gustav's foreskin
over the head of his cock, lifted Gustav's cock straight up from where
it had been laying along his leather-clad leg, bent over and kissed it
right on the puckered end of its foreskin.  

     "Why don't you suck it for me," Gustav asked.

     "I don't know how.  I've never done it before," Eugene replied.

     "I'll tell you how to do it.  Just put it in your mouth," Gustav
said as he gently put his hand behind Eugene's curly-blond-haired head
and guided it down to his cock.  

     Eugene took Gustav's cock into his mouth, savoring Gustav's pungent
crotch odor and the odor of his leather pants.

     "Now, run your tongue all around it," Gustav instructed.  Eugene
did as he was told.  "OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH," Gustav moaned, "That's the way
to do it. . . . That's it. . . . Keep doing that for a while. . . .
Stick your tongue under the foreskin and swish it around. . . That's it.
. . . Oh, that feels good. . . Now skin back the foreskin with your
tongue and tongue around the naked head. . . That's it.  That's the way
to do it.  OOOOOHHHHHHHH!  That feels so good."

     Gustav's big cock was now fully hard and the head alone filled
little Eugene's tiny mouth.  "Now, cover your teeth with your lips and
move your head up and down on it," Gustav instructed.  "That's the way.
. . Suck your cheeks in so you keep more pressure all over my cock. . .
. That's the way.  Now, take more of it in your mouth.  Let it slide
down into your throat."  Gustav accompanied this order with a firm push
with his hand on the back of Eugene's head.  When Gustav's cock hit
Eugene's epiglottis, Eugene gagged.  "You've got to learn to let my cock
slide down into your throat without gagging," Gustav said.  "Swallow it
as if you were swallowing a big pill.  Just let it slide right in like a
sword swallower."

     "That's better," Gustav encouraged Eugene as he took more of
Gustav's cock in his mouth.  "That's it.  Your getting the hang of it. 
It won't be long before you're the best cock sucker around.  You'd like
that, wouldn't you?  You'd like to be the best cock sucker around,
wouldn't you?"

     With Gustav's cock still in his mouth, Eugene nodded his head
"Yes," to Gustav's rhetorical question.

     "Now, get my cock all wet with your spit.  Lick all the way down
it, all around it. . . . That's the way.  Get it all wet and slippery. .
. . That's it.  Now use your hand and jerk me off as you suck and tongue
the head of my cock. . OOOOHHHHHH, that feels so good," Gustav moaned.  

     "Now, reach in my pants and take out my balls. . . Gently! 
Gently!  Don't hurt them. . . Now, suck on my balls," Gustav ordered.

     Eugene took one of Gustav's big balls in his mouth and gently
tongued and sucked it as he continued to jerk Gustav's spit-slickened
cock with his hand.  

     "OOOOOHHHHHH, that feels good, Eugene," Gustav moaned.  "You really
know how to make a man feel good. . . . You like to make me feel good,
don't you, Eugene?"  

     Eugene nodded his head and said, "Uh, huh", even though Gustav's
big, furry ball was still in his mouth."  

     "You really love that cock, don't you, Eugene?  You're going to
make me feel good this way again, aren't you?" Gustav asked.

     Eugene nodded his head and said, "Uh, huh."

     "You want to learn all the ways there are to make a man feel good
don't you?" Gustav asked.

     Eugene again nodded his head and said,"Uh, huh."

     "You want to learn to make a man's ass feel good, don't you,
Eugene?" Gustav asked.

     Eugene again nodded his head and said, "Uh, huh."

     You want to learn to make a man feel good by fucking you, too,
don't you, Eugene?" Gustav asked. 
     Again Eugene nodded his head and said, "Uh, huh."

     "Well, there's no time like the present to start your course in sex
education.  Get your clothes off," Gustav ordered as he stood up and
took off his leather pants and boots.

     Gustav was now standing fully naked, resting with his arms over the
rails that separated the horses stalls.  "Suck my dick, again, for a
while," Gustav ordered.  "See if you can get more of it down your throat
in this position."

     Eugene did as he was ordered.  He knelt in the hay in front of
Gustav, took Gustav's cock in his mouth and sucked him.

     "That's the way. . . .  Tongue it and move your lips back and forth
on it at the same time. . . That's the way, but don't forget to keep a
vacuum in your cheeks. That's it. Now grab my hips and pull on them. 
See how far down your throat you can make my cock go. . . That it. 
That's the way to do it.  You see.  You can get my cock way down there
now without gagging.  You keep practicing and you'll be able to take my
cock down your throat all the way down to my balls.  You'd like to be
able to do that, wouldn't you, Eugene?" Gustav asked. 

     Eugene's affirmative nod just increased the erotic sensation of his
throat on Gustav's cock.

     "Now, I'm going to teach you how to make a man's ass feel good,"
Gustav said as he turned with his back to Eugene, bent over and spread
the cheeks of his ass.   "Lick around my ass hole," Gustav ordered. 
Eugene, still kneeling, grabbed Gustav's hips, and buried his face in
the cheeks of Gustav's ass.  "That's it.  Now stick the tip of your
tongue right up into my ass hole. . . . That's it.  Now jerk my cock
with one hand and play with my balls with the other. . . .
OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!" Gustav moaned.  "That's the way to do it.  Keep that
tongue going in my ass hole."

      After he had enjoyed Eugene's attention to his ass for a while,
Gustav stood up, walked over to the cabinet where the horse medicines
were kept, and took out a tube of Vasoline.  He walked back to Eugene
and said, "Get down on your hands and knees, Eugene.  I'm going to teach
you how to use your ass to make a man's cock feel good.  You want to
learn how to do that, don't you?"

     "Yes, Gustav, as long as its your beautiful cock that I'm learning
on," Eugene replied.

     "Fair enough!  But, first I have to loosen up that little virgin
ass hole of yours so I can get my cock into it."  Gustav lubricated his
fingers and smeared Vasoline on Eugene's tight little ass hole.  Then,
with one hand, he held Eugene's firm, muscular little body by the
shoulder as he started pushing his finger into Eugene's ass hole.  "Now,
Eugene, you have to help, too.  You have to relax your ass and push out
as if you were taking a shit. . . . That's it.  Relax and push out. . .
. Can you feel it?  Each time you do it right, my finger goes into your
ass hole a little deeper, but, then you forget and clamp down with your
ass muscle.  Try to stop clamping down because, when you do that it
makes it more painful for you.  Just relax and open up for me," Gustav
continued, soothingly.

     The pain in Eugene's ass was intense as the first thing to go in
it, instead of out of it, made its way into his body.  "Oh, Gustav,"
Eugene moaned.  "It hurts so much I don't think I can take any more."

     "Sure, you can, Eugene," Gustav voice was soothing.  "You're ass
hole will learn to relax and it will feel good once my cock is inside of
you.  Just be patient and give your ass hole enough time to relax."

     "Alright, Gustav, if you say so, but I don't think there is any way
that my ass hole will ever relax enough to let that monster cock of
yours go in," Eugene said.
      "It will.  Just wait and see," Gustav said.  "And, it will feel
good, too.  You'll love it, Eugene.  You won't be able to get enough of
it.  You'll be begging me to fuck you every day.  Wait and see."    

     "Oh, I hope so, Gustav.  I hope so.  But, right now I can't see how
this could ever feel good."

     As Gustav talked soothingly to Eugene, gently urging him to endure
the pain for the pleasure that would soon be his, he had worked his
middle finger all the way into Eugene's ass hole.  Now he started a
second finger.  "Just relax and push out," Gustav urged.  "That's it. 
You see how much your ass hole has relaxed already."  

     Gustav continued his unrelenting march into Eugene's ass hole.  He
now had three fingers stretching it.  "Now, Eugene.  I'm going to lie
down along side of you while my fingers keep stretching your ass hole. 
You crawl over me and suck my cock until its nice and hard."  Eugene did
as he was told.  

     "Now my cock is nice and hard," Gustav said.  "I'm going to get
behind you and start putting it into you.  Keep your ass hole relaxed
and don't clamp down or my cock will hurt you going in."  

     Gustav crawled around behind Eugene, who was on his hands and knees
with Gustav's fingers still in his ass hole.  Gustav stuck his
lubricated cock in Eugene's ass hole between his finger. 
"OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!  SSSSHHHHIIIITTTT!" Eugene moaned, as the head of
Gustav's monster cock stretched Eugene's ass hole more than Gustav's
fingers had.  The pain was so intense that Eugene's teeth were
chattering and he had to keep swallowing rapidly because he felt as if
he were going to vomit.

     "Just relax and push out, Eugene," Gustav said as he ignored the
signs of the boy's discomfort and continued his unrelenting pressure on
the boy's throbbing ass hole.

     "Oh, Gustav!  When will it stop hurting and begin to feel good?"
Eugene cried, tears of pain squeezed from his tightly closed eyelids. 
Eugene wanted to please Gustav so much that he clenched his fists, to
fight back the pain, his body shook from the strain, and his breathing
came in sobs as he fought back the impulse to deny Gustav access to his
ass hole because of the pain.  

     "Soon, Eugene, soon.  As soon as your ass hole relaxes enough,"
Gustav replied.  

     Slowly, Eugene learned to push out and relax his ass hole.  Slowly,
but surely, Gustav's hard cock was burying itself in Eugene's ass. 
"OOOOHHHHHH!" Gustav moaned.  "That feels so good.  Your ass is so nice
and warm and tight." 

     Finally, Gustav's cock was entirely engulfed by Eugene's ass hole
and Gustav's pubic hair tickled the sensitive skin around Eugene's ass
hole.  "That doesn't feel too bad, now, does it?" Gustav asked.

     "No, Gustav.  The pain is less and I love the feel of your cock in
me," Eugene replied.

     "Good!  Now I'm going to fuck you.  You're really going to like
this," Gustav said as he started a little, gentle, in and out fucking
motion. 

     "Oh, yes, Gustav.  That feels good," Eugene agreed. 

     "In a little while, I'm going to shoot a load of cum up your ass. 
Do you know what cum is?" Gustav asked.

     "Yes, Gustav, some of the older boys at school say they can shoot a
load of cum, but I've never seen them," Eugene replied.

     "For the first time in your life, but I bet it won't be the last
time, you're going to find out what it feels like to have a man shoot a
big load of cum up your virgin ass," Gustav replied.

     "Oh, Gustav.  I can hardly wait.  Please hurry and shoot your
load.  I want to find out what it feels like," Eugene pleaded.
      "All in due time.  All in due time," Gustav said as he continued
fucking Eugene.  

     "This position is called "dog style"," Gustav said.  "Now I want to
fuck you in the spoon position.  To get into that position, we both roll
over together on our sides.  Ready?" Gustav asked.

     "Yes," Eugene said as the man held the boy in his arms and they
both rolled over onto their sides, Gustav's cock still buried in
Eugene's ass hole.  

     "Move your ass around as I fuck you," Gustav ordered as his hands
on Eugene's hips moved Eugene's ass up and down and back and forth. 
"That's it. . Now use the muscles of your ass on my cock.  When I push
in, you relax and push out.  Then when I'm all the way in, clamp down on
my cock as I pull out. . That's it.  That feels great," Gustav
instructed.

     "Now, I want to fuck you in the missionary position," Gustav said. 
"To get into that position, you have to roll over on your back with your
knees up to your chin.  Then, I will climb over on top of you.  Ready?"
Gustav asked.

     "Yes," Eugene replied.  

     The boy rolled onto his back with Gustav's cock still in him, as he
had been instructed.  Gustav climbed over on top of Eugene, with his
cock still in Eugene's ass, and continued to fuck him.

     "Oh, Gustav.  I like this position the best," Eugene said.

     "Why?" Gustav asked.

     "Because I can feel more of you on me and in me," Eugene replied.  

     The handsome young man smiled and kissed the cute little blond boy
on his lips as he contined to fuck the boy in the missionary position.

     The pace of Gustav's fucking increased and he said, "Oh, Eugene! 
I'm going to come.  I'm going to shoot a big load of cum in you.  Are
you ready for it?"
      "Yes, Gustav, yes.  Give it to me.  Give it all to me, please,"
the boy pleaded.

     "Alright.  You asked for it.  Here it comes. 
AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!" Gustav moaned as Eugene felt, for the first
time in his life, Gustav's cock swell, pulse, and shoot spurt after
spurt of hot cum deep in his bowels.  It felt so good that Eugene
resolved that, even though that was the first time, it was certainly not
going to be the last.

     "Oh, Gustav, you were right," Eugene said.  "That was wonderful.  I
loved it.  I loved pleasing you.  Please let me do it with you again and
again." 

     "Sure, Eugene.  Let me take a piss then you can have as many loads
of cum as you can work out of me.  The number you get depends on you. 
If you learn to suck real good, I could reward you with three or four
loads.  Would you like that?"     

     "Oh, yes, Gustav, I'll work on you real hard.  You won't be able to
help yourself.  I'll suck load after load of your cum out of your cock. 
Please take your cock out of my ass now and let me start sucking on it,"
Eugene begged.

     "Just wait until I take a leak," Gustav said as he pulled his cock
out of Eugene's ass and stood up.  "You can come with me and hold it for
me."

     The man and the boy walked to the side of the barn where there was
a pile of horse manure.  "Squeeze the end of my foreskin shut with your
fingers," Gustav instructed.  Eugene did as he was told.  At first,
Gustav could not piss because his cock was still too hard, then, his
cock softened and he started to piss.  The piss, that could not escape,
because Eugene's fingers kept it captive, inflated Gustav's foreskin
until it looked like a big water-filled balloon.  "Now, release it and
skin back the foreskin," Gustav ordered.  Eugene relaxed his fingers and
the captured piss gushed out like a water-filled condom breaking on the
sidewalk.  When Eugene skinned back Gustav's foreskin, Gustav's piss was
still flowing with a good stream out of Gustav's piss hole.  Eugene was
fascinated.  As if Gustav's cock were a fire hose, putting out a
persistant fire, Eugene waved Gustav's piss stream around over the pile
of manure.

     When the stream of Gustav's piss had diminished to a dribble and he
had squeezed the last few spurts from his urethra, he said, "Strip it
down, shake it off, and lick it clean with your tongue."  Eugene did as
he was told, enjoying the piss-salty taste of the head of Gustav's
cock.  

     "Now, lets go back inside the barn and see if you have learned
enough about cock sucking to get three more loads out of me," Gustav
challenged.

     The summer passed all too quickly for Eugene who went out to the
barn and "made Gustav feel good" every day.  Eugene listened
conscientiously to Gustav's instructions and, since he was both
intelligent and athletic, he was able to master the sexual skills that
Gustav taught him.  He practiced and practiced on Gustav and prided
himself on being able to deep-throat Gustav's cock down to his balls and
to coax four loads of cum out of Gustav's cock in a single afternoon. 
Gustav had brought him out.  He had given action to Eugene's latent
desires.  Eugene was now an active homosexual, ready to please men and
to be pleased doing it.

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