Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2018 16:26:20 -0700
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Odyssey of Mikey (Gay/Authoritarian, oral, anal, beast, m/mM, M/Md)

Authoritarian, oral, anal, beast, m/mM, M/Md

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
consenting underage boy 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.

You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like.
All flames will be ignored.

                   Odyssey of Mikey
                         By
                       Wolf

	I was a youth between 1970 and 1980's.  I was small
for my age and on the slender side.  I was shy and retreated
into books to get away from my tormentors at school.  Being
identifies as a nerd made me a target for bullies.  At home
my older brother and sister had caught me wearing my
mother's and sister's panties and they told Mom and that
led to punishment.  I tried to hide my desire to wear
women's clothes from everyone.

	My parents were modest working class, so my
brother's clothes were passed down to me and I wore them
until they were tight fitting.  It felt like my brother and sister
had more than me and got away with more stuff.  I was
often told "NO" when I asked for stuff.  S a result I had low
esteem.

	The combination of my looks and thread worn clothes
made me a target by school bullies.  I was picked on, pushed
around and called names like "FAGOT."  I had very few
friends.

	Anyway, at the age of 15, I got a job delivered
newspapers, just so I had money to buy clothes and even my
eye glasses.  One stop was at Mr. Goodwin's house.  His son
was Mark, and he was one of the guys that sometimes
teased me at school.   His Dad however, Mr. Goodwin, was
so nice to me!   He seemed very interested in me!   Always
happy to see me!   He even hugged me and kissed me; gave
me soda's or pie to eat!   I felt strange about that at first, as
no one seemed to care about me.   But HE did, so I became
very accepting of it!

	One day, Mr. Goodwin wasn't home, but Mark was
there when I stopped to make my collections for the paper.
Before he gave me the envelope with the amount of money
for the paper in it, he asked for a favor.

	I was uncomfortable in his presence but asked him,
"What do you want?"

	He asked, 'Can you out me!" pointing to his crotch!

	I wanted to leave, but he stopped me, grabbing my
wrist.

	"I'm only asking you for a blowjob, Mike!"

	I pleaded "Let me go!" as I struggled to free my arm
from his grasp.  I noticed that his sweatpants were tented up
giving testimony that his cock was hard; as he closed the
inside door and wouldn't let me leave!  That's when I started
to get scared and began crying. "leave me alone! Let me
go!"

	Mark let me go and told me to relax, as he tried to
explain that he only wanted to be my friend!

	I didn't believe him.  I felt he was picking on me, like
he had done before.

	When he asked me if I ever done it before, I said no.
He acted surprised. "Really?" he said.  He then went on,
saying this is how boys find out what they like, and such!
Again, I didn't believe him, as I tried not looking at him, or
down there!

	Mark dropped his sweatpants, showing me his hard
cock!  He grabbed my hand, and I tried to pull my hand
away.

	"Relax! I'm just trying to HELP you!" he said again.   He
took my hand and made me touch his cock!

	"See, that's not so bad, isn't it?" he asked.

	 "No, " I replied nervously. I took my hand away, but
he pulled my hand back to his cock!

	"Don't take your hand away!" he said, holding my
hand around his cock, with his hand.

	I was still afraid of him, so I kept my hand around his
cock.

	"Now move your hand on my dick, like this" he said as
he kept his hand on mine, guiding my hand back and forth
over his hard shaft.  "Now you do it!" he said.

	I really didn't want to, but I did what he wanted
because I was afraid of him.

	"That's it. See, that's not so bad, right!"  I didn't reply,
but I continued doing what he told me to do.  Then he said
something like, "Now just get on your knees, and do it with
your mouth!"

	I didn't want to, and wanted to leave, but he stopped
me again.  He started saying things like: "Look, I really need
this, and I promise I won't tell anyone!"

	Like he said before he again said that he couldn't
believe that I never done this before, and told me that most
boys learn about this when their much younger, and didn't
your brother teach you about this kind of stuff?


 "No!!!" I nervously replied.

	He smiled and added that "If you were MY brother, I
would have taught you this long ago!"

	I certainly didn't like my brother, and I absolutely
didn't want to do these things for my BROTHER!  (no, I
NEVER did anything with my brother).  Hearing all this, I felt
left out of what seemed like EVERY one does it.

	"No one's go'na see!" Mark promised.

	Mark forced me down to my knees as I sobbed. "It's
okay!" Mark said.

	I didn't want to, but as I sobbed, I closed my eyes and
took his cock in my mouth.

	"That's it," he said.

	I was so nervous doing that!   I tried doing what he
told me to do, as he instructed me and appreciated my
efforts.  Then he became quiet and then... He came in my
mouth!    I choked and coughed.  His cum dripped on my
shirt and the kitchen floor.

	Mark was kind enough to give me a paper towel to
clean up.  As I wiped my face, he told me I really did a good
job for my first time.  I felt so awkward!  As I was leaving, I
remember him saying, "Just swallow it next time!"  I got on
my bike and peddled home fast.

	I tried to ignore him for a week.  At his house, I'd
quickly put the paper on the door step, unless his Dad was
there.  His Dad seemed almost always there and greeted me
with a smile.

	Sometimes Mark would be home, when his Dad was
not.  Then he'd get me to do him again, and again, and I
learned to do it, like he wanted me to do it.  After a while,
with Mark telling me I was good at it, and in a way, I kind of
felt like I was finally doing what others guys were doing, and
it made me feel good about myself, for the first time.  Mark
even said he would stick up for me in school, when he could,
which he did!  And as far as I know, he never told anyone
that I was sucking his cock.

	One day, his father caught me giving Mark a blowjob.
I felt so terrified being caught by him!  I quickly stood up and
backed away from Mark.  But Mark just stood there naked
and hard!  There an awkward pause.  Then his Dad said he
wanted to talk to him when he finished.  Mr. Goodwin then
left the room.

	I was terrified!  Mark assured me everything would be
alright; and wanted me to finish getting him off!  I just
wanted to get out of there!  "Get me off and you can leave!"
So, I did.  I ran past his Dad and peddled home as fast as
could.  I cried all the way home.  I felt scared and humiliated
and had no one to talk to about it!

	I felt awkward around his Dad after that, especially
when finding out that his Dad was okay with me sucking his
son's cock!  Soon after, things changed with me and his Dad
too!  I looked upon him as a father figure I didn.t get from
my own father.  One afternoon while Mark was not home I
was visiting his father.  We were sitting in the living-room
talking and he asked me if I really enjoyed sucking Mark's
cock.  I was reluctant to admit that I did actually enjoy doing
it but I finally admitted that I liked doing it.  His father asked
me if I would like to give him a blowjob.

	His request shocked me.  I couldn't believe he was
serious, until he pulled his cock out of his pants and stroked
it until it was hard.  I just stood there transfixed by the sight
of him masturbating himself.  I eventually knelt before his
recliner and pull his cock into my mouth.  He rested his hand
on the back of my head while I sucked his cock.  I swallowed
all of his cum.  I felt a special bond with him.  I willingly
sucked his cock whenever Mark was not round.  That was
the start of my sexual awaking.

	I learned about anal sex but I was frightened about
having some guy stick his cock in my ass, so I never indulged
in that type of sex until I was 24-four-years-old.  It happened
on night while I was drinking at a gay bar.

	I met a good looking older man that reminded me of
Mark's father.  I went home with him and He was the one to
suck my cock.  When I came in his mouth I offered to suck
his cock, but he knelt between my legs and lifted my legs up
and rested them over his shoulders.  I was helpless to stop
him as he spit on his cock and my asshole.  I tried to protest,
but he forced his cock into my asshole.  He fucked me for
what felt like a lifetime before he squirted in my ass.

	I was sore for days afterwards, but I added my
newfound skills my evenings out.  I enjoyed sex with a
number of men for the next three years.  At the age of 27 I
met an older guy named George.

	I liked him right away.  He treated me very nice.  I can
honestly say I fell in love with him.  Even though he loved
me he was the alfa partner.  He was the top and I was the
bottom in the relationship.  He was always touching me and
gave great massages.  I LOVED how he touched me,
EVERYWHERE!

	I had a large dog named Charlie, a golden Labrador.
He was a friendly dog and well behaved.  He responded to
George's oral and hand commands instantly.  When I visited
his home, the dog was always brushing against me legs or
laying across my feet.

	George was also a joker, so when he started hinting
around about letting Charlie fuck me too, I didn't think he
was serious!

	Then one time, after we had sex, he told me to stay
on the floor, on my hands and knees.  He came back into the
bedroom with a bottle of olive oil, and Charlie!  He poured
the oil between the cheeks of my bottom, and let Charlie lick
me my asshole!  I have to admit that it felt really good, and I
remember how that felt, all those years ago!

	George began teasing me and Charlie.  "You want to
fuck her? Huh boy!"

	I saw Charlie's red cock stick out of his hairy sheath.
Charlie was whining and scratching at me with his paws.  I
was getting nervous but didn't think George would let
anything actually would happen!

	Then Charlie mounted me like he would have
mounted a bitch; his hips started moving.  I felt his dick
jabbing at my ass; making me nervous.  I thought George
would say something like, "Okay Charlie," and grab his collar
to pull him off me.  He didn't!

	Very quickly, Charlie's dick found my hole and sank
inside me!    Immediately he began fucking me!

	I was scared, and shocked!  I couldn't believe George
would REALLY let his dog fuck me!  "Get him off me!" I
shrieked.

	George told me to relax and to let it happen!   "let it
happen!"

	I tried to get up, but Charlie growled at me. "Get him
off me!  I'm scared!" I cried out.    George just stood there,
stroking his fat cock, while watching!

	I was terrified while it was happening and too afraid
to move.  Charlie had his two front paws clinging to my
ribcage while he hammered away at my ass.  When his hips
stopped moving it felt warmth inside my bowl.  I knew
Charlie was cumming inside me, and I was very scared I'd
catch some disease from him! (George later told me I
couldn't).

	When Charlie dismounted, he was still hung up inside
me.  George told me to stay still.  I did as I was told, and I
was thinking, "I can't believe George really let his Dog fuck
me, and what did I just do!  In a minute, Charlie's dick
slipped out of my ass.  He lay on the floor, licking himself.
When I stood up, and all his cum ran down my legs.

	George let me take a shower.  After I showered,
George said he loved that I let his Dog fuck me, and that he
loved me for doing it.  I felt so awkward about allowing it to
happen!  He even joked, "Now you belong to Charlie also!"

	Back at my own apartment, I felt weird about it, the
more I thought about it. I had to admit I was aroused by the
thought of it.  I really liked George, and his forwardness with
me, and wanted to be with him.  I just didn't know about all
of the kinky stuff!   I questioned if this kind of stuff really
happen on in life?  Is this what others do.

	I admit that I DID let George convince me to let
Charlie fuck me a few more times, until George wanted me
to do some other things that I felt uncomfortable doing.  I
was so unsure if I could actually BE with him on a more
permanent basis if he was going to make he allow Charlie
fuck me regularly.  I wanted to, but I was scared.  I'm was
not sure I could agree to let another dog fuck me again, but I
admit I've thought about it since!

	I continued dating both men and women.  I still
indulge in dressing in female underwear while having sex.  I
long to have a man in my life.


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