Date: Wed, 1 Jul 2020 17:50:00 -0700
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Making of a Slut (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, an, al, scat, and water sports m/M)

Adult Youth, oral, an, al, scat, and water sports m/M

Author's Note:

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 youth and adult males...  If this type of content
offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

Copyright 2018 Wolf, all rights reserved.

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Making of a Slut
By
Wolf

	I grew up in Crescent City, California, a coastal town
on Highway 101 close to the Orgon border.  When I was 13-
years-old I discovered a homosexual website on my
computer and became addicted to all forms of sex between
males.  I was drawn to stories between younger boys and
adult males.  I masturbated while reading the stories.

	When I was a 16-year-old junior in high school I found
a homosexual chat room on my computer.  I chatted with a
few adult men on a video chat and enjoyed jacking -off
watching the man masturbating too.  Then I came in contact
with a man that was local.

	His name was Ron and he was 43-years-old.  We
masturbated for each other a few times before I learned
how close he lived from me.  We agreed to meet at a local
park for the first time.  We met at night when there would
be fewer people and we met at the tennis court entrance.
We sat on a bench to talk for a while to get to know each
other.

	I knew that he was a little chubby, having seen him
naked on the computer many times, but seeing him in
person I could compare myself to him.  He was about six-
feet tall and I was about four-inches shorter.  His waistline
must have been 36-inches and he weighed abought 200
pounds.  He was bald-headed with brown fringe.  He was not
a very attractive man, but he had a winning personality.  He
was wearing blue jeans and a Pendleton wool shirt.  I was
wearing blue jeans and a cable knit sweater over a sports
shirt.  We talked until we were comfortable with each other
before we agreed to find a more private location.

	We got up and walked around the playing field to a
wooded area and followed a trail to an area where we could
feel comfortable about anyone on the path would not see us
behind a bush and tree with low branches.  He leaned
against the tree and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock
and balls out of his boxer shorts.

	I was impressed by his cock it was at least 9-inches
long and 4-inches in diameter.  There was very little
moonlight shining through the trees, but his cock looked
dark with a large mushroom head.  I knelt before him and
wrapped y right hand around his cock and moved y head
close enough to smell the flesh.  I opened my mouth and
struggled to get as much of his cock into my mouth as I
could.  I was only able to get 5 or 6 inches into my mouth
without gagging.  I masturbated him while sucking on his
cock.

	Ron placed his hand on the back of my head and face
fucked me until he squirted an impressive amount of cum
into my mouth.  I swallowed all of it and was proud of myself
for liking the taste of his cock and his cum.  Then Ron pulled
me up and hugged and kissed me on the mouth while he
turned me around until I was leaning against the tree.

	He opened my tight-fitting jeans and pulled them
down along with my underwear.  He knelt before me and
gently took hold of my balls with one hand and he admired
my un-cut cock before he took my cock into his mouth.  He
swallowed it all.  His nose was pressed against my pubic hair.
He skillfully sucked me off.  He seemed to savor every drop
of my cum.  When he was finished licking my cock clean, we
straightened up or clothes and exited the park.  We agreed
to meet again at his home the next time.

	We agreed that I would come to his home on the
following Saturday night.  My parents would think I was
going to the movies with friends.  When I knocked on the
door of the weathered wooden house, he answered the
door and invited me in.  She proudly showed me around his
home and offered me something to drink when we were in
the kitchen.  He made us glasses of rum and Coke before we
returned to the living room.

	 We sat on the couch and hugged and kissed before
we started undressing each other.  It was exciting to be
sitting next to a naked adult.  We took turns sucking each
other's cock.  After we swallowed each other's cum, Ron
asked me if I would let him lick my asshole.

      I thought his request was strange, but it seemed to make
my dick hard.  I got on my knees on the couch and leaned
over the arm of the couch.  It felt strange having someone
else's hands feeling y butt.

	He placed his hands on the cheeks of my butt and
spread them.  I felt the cool air on my asshole before I felt
his warm breath.  He started licking my behind, from the
seam of my ball sack (scrotum) all the way up the crack to
where the cheeks join.  It tickled when his tongue touched
my puckered asshole.  He came back to my asshole and
rimmed it until my asshole relaxed.  Then the tongue fucked
me, at the same time he jerked me off until I squirted cum
on a towel that he had put under me.

	I had always been told that what came out of the
body as dirty but what he had done tome felt good and I
wondered what it would be like to lick his ass.  I asked Ron,
"What does it taste like to lick an asshole?"

	"Contrary to what people say and asshole smells
sweet and the taste is even sweeter."  To prove his point, he
took mt position leaning over the arm of the couch over the
towel.

	I knelt behind him and spread his butt to look at his
asshole.  I saw that the pubic hair that above his cock picked
up around his asshole and I was sure that some of his shit
was clinging to the hairs.  I moved my head close enough to
smell his asshole.  I did find that it did smell sweeter than I
would have believed.  I worked up the nerve to lick his hairy
asshole.  It didn't taste bad at all.  I started poking my
tongue into his asshole and tongue fucked him the same
way he had fucked me. Analingus became a common part of
our sexual activity.  Just the same, I was apprehensive about
allowing him to fuck my ass because of the size of his cock.

	One of the times, when I visited him, we drank a case
of beer and while we were naked and sucking each other's
cocks.  He announced, "I need to piss!"

	I assumed he was going to go to the bathroom, but he
had me kneel on the kitchen floor and told me, "Open your
mouth!"

	I knew what he wanted and was apprehensive about
doing what he wanted.  I knelt facing him and he used his
right hand to aim his cock at my open mouth.  My head was
about a foot away from the head of his cock.  When he
started peeing, I felt the warm piss filling my mouth.  I
couldn't swallow it fast enough and the salty ammonia
smelling urine flowed out of my mouth and down the front
of my body.

	My cock responded by getting hard and bouncing up
and down.  I took hold of my cock and jacked-off while Ron
pissed into my mouth.  By the time his bladder was empty
my own bladder was letting me know I needed to pee.  I
leaned back on my heels and looked up at Ron, "Now I need
to pee!"

	Ron pulled me to my feet ad knelt before me.  He
clung to my cock and told me to go ahead and pee.

	It was hard for me to start peeing, but when I did start
peeing the stream splashed against his face before he took
my cock into his mouth.  My urine started flowing out of the
corners of his mouth and down his hairy chest to mingle
with his pubic hair before dripping from his cock and balls.
Golden showers became a fun game to play while we had
sex.  E would even wallow around on the wet floor while we
sucked cocks.  We would smell of piss and cum by the time
we were finished.

	We had been dating for about a year before brought
up anal sex gain.  To prove his point, he encouraged me to
stick my fist up his ass.  I greased up my hand and started
sting one finger in his asshole and added my fingers until I
even had my thumb in the hole.  When my fist was all the
way in his ass, I started fucking his ass and found that I could
eventually get half of my forearm in his ass.  Joh's cock was
dangling between his legs and he started squirting cum on
the linoleum floor.  He allowed me to mount him and fuck
his asshole until I deposited cum in his colin.

	After I fucked him, I felt obligated to allow him to fuck
me.  I draped myself over one of his dining chairs and I
watched as Ron while he applied a generous amount of
lubricant to his cock and spread it all over his cock.  Then he
used his greasy hand to lubricate my asshole.  When he
pressed that big knob against my asshole it hurt like he was
sticking a hot branding iron up my ass.

	I begged him to pull it out.

	Ron said, "You have to relax your asshole, son!"

	He was kind enough to not shove it all in me.  He
fucked me the first time with just the head.  When he pulled
out of my ass there was cum dripping from my asshole and
when I tried to clench my asshole closed it hurt like hell.

	Ron assure me that my asshole would relax in a little
while, but my ass would be sore for a day or two.  He
assured me that pretty soon I would crave a cock in my ass."

	True to his statement, my ass was sore for a couple of
days.  The next night while in bed I actually craved
something in my ass.  I e-mailed Ron that I wanted his cock
up my ass again.  We agreed that I should come over on
Friday.  We stripped off hugged and kissed, sucked cocks
and I rimmed his asshole.  I swear that he hadn't wiped after
shitting because there was mussy shit all over his asshole.
After we had exhausted ourselves, we rested.

	This time he had me drape myself over the coffee
table in the living room.  My belly was laying on the
lengthwise of the table.  Ron prepared his cock the same
way he had before and my asshole.  This time my asshole
accepted the head of his cock a little easier but it did hurt
bad enough.  I whined, but Ron started fucking me and with
very stroke, his cock went deeper into my ass.  Pretty soon I
felt his sweaty pubic bone hammering my butt as he fucked
me.

	By the time we parted ways I was a true bottom slut
for any horny older man


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