Date: Fri, 24 Dec 2010 06:54:06 -0800 (PST) From: John Smith Subject: Climbing the Mountain Ch 2 Climbing the Mountain By Skybear fire8743 at yahoo dot com DISCLAIMER: This story contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of a man/boy/girl/lust/love. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult male...If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author Skybear. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but cannot be reposted. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic undesirable, then please leave now. If you enjoy the story, please let me know. Your comments are highly encouraged and appreciated. Fire8743 at yahoo dot com I suggest reading Chapter 1 so you can get the progression from complete virgin to this point in time Climbing the Mountain Chapter 2 Don and I spent a lot of time together. He looked straight 8 and my folks really liked him, actually Dad butchered a cow for him in exchange for flight lesson so I could be ready to solo on my 16th birthday. Part of flying lessons included cross country flying and Don asked if I could fly to Texas and return the next day on one of his business trips. This would be my dual cross country flight and since he had to go to a meeting, the flight would be free for me. Of course I begged to go and off we went. The flight to Texas was great and once we were level at 8500 feet Don unzipped my fly, took out my dick then leaned over and started sucking my cock. Hell could life get any better? I think that cum was the best I can remember, the plane was all over the sky and I could not hold altitude or heading steady. Of course a little later I took his dick and sucked him until he once again came in my mouth. He must have been an old hand at this as the plane remained level. At the hotel we had a great room with a king size play pen. It was awful that Don's meeting got cancelled after we flew all that way (Can you imagine that!). However we ordered my first ever room service and a bottle of wine. We ate, talked airplanes and I drank several glasses of wine. Don suggested we shower after such a trip. I was surprised when he opened the shower door and came in with me, this was also a first. We washed each other and Don took extra care of my asshole, not that I minded and I had no clue what the reason was. He produced a bulb and nozzle and proceeded to pump me with water until I had to jump on the pot. Another step up the mountain. Clean as a whistle & feeling no pain due to the wine. After the shower I was treated to my first all over massage. Don paid a lot of attention to my nipples and sucking each ball before turning me on my belly. My back side was fully massaged with some great smelling oil before Don parted my ass cheeks and licked my hole. I had never even thought about that and I jumped at the first touch of his tongue, but it felt good and I was a fast learner. Don asked if I had ever screwed someone" My reply that Paul and I had screwed around some, that really made him happy. Don used lots of oil and went very slowly trying to prolong his newest conquest. All I knew was it felt very good, being treated this way. Finally I felt him stroke long and with more vigor until I could feel the slippery result of his cum. I slid down into the bed with Don still on my back enjoying my young hole until he flopped out. We were pretty tired by this time I fell asleep with him snuggled to my back. I was sound asleep dreaming but as I woke up in the middle of the night Don was sucking me... wow that was something, more sex and I let him screw me again before we fell asleep again. Showered together in the AM and Don treated me to another enema which I was beginning to like and sex again followed by room service, big breakfast, some T-shirts from the shop downstairs for Brent and myself and a limo ride to the airport. The return flight that afternoon was uneventful with both of us again being members of mile high sex club with clusters. That is one entry in my flight log book that has stars in the remarks section. Now I had Paul and Don as sex instructors, damm life is good. Girls were still in the picture but none to be had sexually until I was almost 17. Got to play with a little tit and stinky finger but that was about it. In the meantime I was enjoying learning all about gay sex and spending time at Don's house in town and meeting his friends. Although only Don engaged in sex with me for a while. I received my drivers license at age 15 and a pickup truck of my own (Remember we owned a farm) so it gave me a lot more freedom. One day I arrived unannounced at Don's place to find his friend Clay and Brent dressed in girls outfits and makeup. Brent was really embarrassed and panicked when I saw him dressed, but Don and Clay settled him down. Don noticed I was wide-eyed and feeling the silky panties by rubbing Brent's ass and my hard on bulging my jeans. The three of them managed to get me to try on some silky things. The stockings and panties were a real turn on and the bunch of us wound up and a pile of arms and legs sucking and fucking like it was the thing to do. (Big Step) I would arrive at Don's place to find he had purchased some silky items just for me. Brent and I were on a somewhat equal level by then. Another step, and the mountain was getting smaller. This went on for a time until I met Anita. She was my age and lived in town but went to my high school. We hit it off and I took the bait hook line and sinker(pussy will do that to ya). One Saturday night at the Drive in movie (I know, I am old) I managed to get her panties off and my dick in her hole. Up until now she was a virgin but we managed to get through the evening both enjoying the passing of our virginity, probably more me than her. I could not tell her it hurt my first time also... I thought my education was now complete, little did I know. I passed my pilot check ride and became a private pilot, and had a goal to be a fighter pilot in the Air Force. Took college classes in my junior and senior year of high school and still managed to keep Anita, Paul and Don happy... Life is really good. Now I look back and think Youth is wasted on the young. Senior year of high school, during Mardi Gras, at Don's urging, I dressed up completely as a female slut and went with Don, Clay and Brent to New Orleans to the gay bar on bourbon street. Walking down the sidewalk guys keep hitting on me and playing with my ass, if they only knew! Inside the bar no one asked for my ID and the guys were trying their best to screw me or get me to go home with them. Poor Anita had no idea what was going on. I was really enjoying the best of both worlds. The cross-dressing was a big turn-on but I was already burning the candle at both ends so it took a back seat. Continued: Ch 3 Graduation