Date: Sat, 10 Oct 2009 16:12:12 -0400 From: whitewold999@icqmail.com Subject: Bear Hunting (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, m/M, m/MM) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult males... 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. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2009 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Bear Hunting By Wolf I was born to a father that was an average sized man for his generation and a mother that was tall and stocky like her brothers. When I was born I weighed 11 pounds 10 ounces. My name was Spangler. Everyone called my Spanky after Spanky Arbuckle from the Our Gang Comedies movies. I was so comfortable with the name I used Spanky when asked what my name was. When I was 12 years old I weighed 190 pounds. I was a freckled faced blond. Because of my size I didn't fit in with children my age. I played with guys that were three or four years older than me. I only had one friend that I was close with. He and I experimented with sex with each other. We started off masturbating each other. It was not long before we started sucking each other's cocks. We even tried to fuck each other's ass but it hurt too much. That did not satisfy my desire for sex at all. I had bought a computer of my own. It was in my bedroom, and I was hooked up to the web. I found out about a website that you could chat with guys live with a web-camera. I got a camera and was soon chatting with guys. It was very thrilling for me to talk to men in the privacy of my bedroom late at night. They would ask me to take off my clothes and jack-off for them. They liked for me to play with my boy boobs too. They would also ask me to show them my ass. I would spread my cheeks for the camera while they would masturbate for me. I was drawn to older men. One evening I hooked up with a much older man, named Frank. His hair was white as snow. He had a full bear with mustache. I could not tell how tall he was, but he was huge. I knew he weighed at least 300 pounds. His body was covered with white hair. His thighs were very thick and his belly was very large. When he jacked-off for me, I was fascinated by the size of his cock and balls. His balls looked like they were as large of a softball. The only way I could appreciate the size of his cock was for him to lie down. When he sat up his legs and belly hid most of it. When he would lie back and jack-off for me I was impressed with the size of it. I didn't know how long it was, but when he grasped it with his big paw of a hand there was plenty of shaft showing. His cock had a thick foreskin that covered almost all of the head of his cock. I was fascinated with the sight of him squirting cum, and he was equally thrill with the sight of me jacking-off and showing him my asshole. We made a practice of meeting most nights to cum a couple of time before we went to sleep. It was several weeks before we talked about where we lived. As it turned out we lived in the same area. By the time we told each other our addresses we discovered that we lived within five miles of each other. One day I told my parents that I was going to visit my friend after school. I might even stay for dinner. I assured my mom I would be home before bedtime. After school I rode my bicycle to his home. I rode a heavy bike we call a beach cruiser because of my size. I had a reinforced saddle and peddles because I broke the stoke ones. It did not take long to get to his house. My heart was pounding the closer I got to his home. I almost chickened out and went home. I made very sure I had the right address before I pulled my bike up the steps and parked it on his porch before I rang the doorbell. I almost bolted before the door was opened. When the door opened I recognized Frank right away. It was a lot different to see him in person. My computer monitor was so two- dimensional and the computer was black and white in those days. It was much different to see him in full color. Frank was standing there in sandals, big baggy Bermuda shorts. The legs were very large. His legs were very hairy. He had on a silk Hawaiian shirt. It was blue and covered with bright red flowers and lime green leaves. His shirt was not tucked in and the bulge of his tummy made him look like he was pregnant. I could see the white hairs sticking out of the neck of the shirt. His beard was trimmed nicely so that there were no stray hairs and not too long. He greeted me warmly. He showed me around the house. It was a nice place. When we got to his bedroom I recognized the place right away. I had seen most of it from the eye of the camera. He let me sit in his swivel chair and turn on his computer. He showed me his collection of pictures of men having sex with each other. I asked him if it hurt to have a cock stuck in your ass as much as it had when my friend and I tried to do it. He assured me that there were ways to make it easier until you got used to it. While I was looking at the pictures he was feeling my tits through my shirt. I felt my dick get so hard I could not believe it. When I looked at the front of my pants I saw that my tan pants had a greasy spot where pre-cum had seeped through my underwear and pants. My boner was almost painful. Frank pulled me to my feet and led me to the bed. I had seen it many times while he jacked-off for me. He very carefully stripped me of my clothes. He positioned me on the bed with my head on his pillow. I could smell the fragrance of his cologne on the pillow. I sat there holding my chubby little cock while he undressed in front of me. I had seen that fat belly many times on the computer but seeing it in person was so much more exciting. His body was covered with white hair. When he took that fat cock in his hand and milked it a few times I was a little frightened when I saw just how large it was. The knob was wet when he skinned back the foreskin. Frank must have seen the fear in my eyes. He lay down next to me on the bed. He leaned over me and kissed me while he took hold of my dick and played with it. I had never been kissed by a man, let alone by a bearded man. The beard tickled my face. When he stuck his tongue into my mouth I felt a thrill that was unbelievable. The way he was laying over my body it was hard to move my arm. I could not reach his crotch with the free arm. I had to struggle to reach his crotch between our bodies with my right hand. When I did I took hold of his cock and started masturbating him. I felt his wet cock head smearing his pre-cum on my right thigh. We tongue kissed for a long time while we played with each other. Frank started kissing my chubby body. I had always been ashamed, and teased about my boy tits. Now this bear of a man was sucking on them lovingly. I lay there waiting to find out what he was going to do next. He licked my hairless body down to my newly sprouted pubic hair before he took my cock into his mouth and sucked me until I squirted cum into his mouth. We hugged and kissed some more. It was strange to kiss a man that had my own cum in his mouth. He lay there when I started doing to him what he had done to me. It was strange that where ever I put my mouth there was hair. He had man tits every bit as large as mine but they had hair all over them. His belly was as hard and round as a beach- ball, but it was covered with white hair. When I got down to his crotch I savored my first contact with an adult males cock. I studied every inch of his cock. His cock was so thick that it was all I could hardly touch my finger tips to the tip of my thumb. It was hard to grasp his cock without grabbing pubic hairs. He had a big crooked blue vein zigzagging up the top of his cock. I had never seen a cock up close and personal that was un-circumcised before. The skin was very thick and didn't completely cover the knob of his cock. I was pulling the skin back until the knob was fully exposed and the skin was pulling the knob down until he winced in pain. I started stroking the skin up and down slowly. I savored the smell of a man's sexual organ. I actually relished licking the head of his cock. I got the taste of his pre-cum. It was all I could do to get my mouth around the knob of his cock. Frank placed his hand on the back of my head and started pushing my head down until my nose was pressed against the flesh and hair of his balls. I gagged when his cock went down my throat but he would not let me lift my head up. I was forced to accept the cock. I could not breathe until he let me lift my head up. Then he shoved my head back down. He was actually fucking my mouth. He did allow me to lift my head up enough that when he climaxed his cum was squirted into my mouth. I was forced to swallow his cum before he allowed me to sit up. I was very pleased with myself for having pleased my polar bear of a lover. We rested for awhile and he licked my asshole before, he sucking my cock again. He told me that there was no hurry about fucking my ass. We could do that at a later date. When I was ready I could tell him. We even logged onto his computer and hooked up with a couple of men long enough for Frank to jack me off in front of them. We got to watch the one that was the top fuck the bottom's ass. Eventually I got dressed and went home. I was home well before curfew. I bathed and was in bed in plenty of time. I had a boner because I was thinking about what a thrill it had been to sex with a bear. I even had to jack-off before I could get to sleep. I had all day at school to think about the prospect of finding out what it would be like to have a man fuck me. I just had to rush back to his house and this time when he answered the door he was in a silk bathrobe and barefooted. I told him that I wanted him to fuck me if he could do something to make it easier. He undressed me right there by the front door. Then he led me to the bathroom. He told me that if I allowed him to give me an enema it would not hurt as much. I never like my mother to give me one but I agreed to let him do it to me. Frank warmed up the water before he filled the enema bottle. He hung it on the back of the bathroom door and he told me to get down on the floor on my hands and knees, with my butt sticking up. He greased up the nozzle with plenty of Vaseline then he stuck his finger into my asshole. He inserted the nozzle into my ass. He released the clamp and I felt the water rushing into my bowel. Even though the water was lukewarm as it filled me up it felt cold. It felt like there was pressure on the front of my lower tummy from the inside. I began to plead with Frank to take it out so I could use the toilet. He assured me that I could hold more. He let the enema bag empty before he was willing to pull the nozzle out of my ass. He told me to clinch my ass until I was sitting down on the toilet. It was all I could do to hold it until I was sitting down. He told me to hold it as long as I could. I was unable to hold it very long, and when it gushed out it splashed into the water with such force that water soaked the bottom of my ass. The stink of dirty water was strong. I was embarrassed having someone there smelling the stink. Frank didn't seem to mind though. When I was finished he flushed the toilet and led me to the shower, where he washed my lower half of my body with a hand held nozzle. He led me to his bedroom and proceeded to kiss me while he played with my cock. He sucked on my boy tits for awhile. I had always been teased about my tits, now they were being stimulated by a beard and tongue. He eventually sucked my cock until I actually came in his mouth. The next thing he did was use a little bottle of a topical anesthetic that had a peppermint smell with a cotton swab. There was a tingling feeling for a short time. While he waited for the anesthetic to take affect he applied a generous amount of Vaseline to the head of his cock and then some to my asshole. He took hold of my ankles and lifted my legs up and placed my heel over his shoulders. That lifted my butt off of the bed, so that he could alien my asshole with the head of his cock. There was some discomfort when the knob entered but not much. He buried all of that fat cock into my ass and fucked me. He was sweating and I watched the sweat collect on his hair and drip all over me. When he leaned over my body to kiss me and then sat up his body hair was plastered against his sweaty body. When he climaxed in my ass he collapsed over my body. It felt so comforting to feel his warm sweaty body resting on top of me. I hated to get cleaned up and go home, but I had to. I came to his home every day for a week and we repeated the same thing; enema, shower, anesthetic, ass fucking, some cock sucking and shower before going home. The next week he didn't give me an enema or use the anesthetic. By that time I was used to being fucked and it didn't bother me that much. In time he would log onto his computer and hook up with other men so that men could watch us sucking cock and him fucking me. One day he asked me if I would like to try being fucked while sucking cock. The idea sounded thrilling to me. The next time I arrived at his house there was another man there. He was introduced as Karl. This man was not quit as old as Frank. He was bald headed, with a goatee and mustache that was graying. I guess he weighed between 220 and 240 pounds. His pants were probably 40 or 42 inches around the waist. He had on a T-shirt and jeans. His arms were covered in tattoos. When he took off his T-shirt I saw that he had tattoos all over his body. They were all a geometric designs. The best part was when he removed his pants. Karl had one hell of an impressive dick. I don't know how long it was but I figured that I could wrap both hands around it and was sure the knob would still be visible. The one thing Frank and Karl had in common was body hair. He was every bit as hairy as Frank. This time we did it in the living-room. They pulled a rectangle footstool into the middle of the room. It was a brown cowhide leather thing, sitting on big wooden balls. They took my clothes off of me and finished undressing themselves. They played with my dick until I squirted cum all over my belly. Then Karl straddled my head, while I tilted my head back upside down as he aimed his cock at my mouth. He slid that dick right down my throat. I had already learned to breathe on the back stroke. Frank was busy greasing up my asshole and wedging his cock into my ass. The two of them fucked me until they were both sweating over me until they squirted cum into me. We rested for awhile before we started all over again. This time Karl fucked my ass and Frank fucked my mouth. Karl didn't have to grease me up because there was still plenty of cum in my ass to lube his way in. Karl jacked me off while he was fucking me. That was the beginning of my "Bear Hunting" vocation. While I am writing this story I'm waiting for one of my cousins to being her son over for a visit. My cousin has known I was gay all of her life. She was only a size 2 when she married. After the birth of her son she ballooned up to a size 16. Her husband deserted her for another teenager with a small figure. She was left to raise her son on her own. She had called me because she had become aware that her son had an interest in gay sex. She had found his stash of gay porn in his closet, and she had caught him sucking the cock of his friend. She figured if he son wanted to be gay he should learn from me. I looked at the mirror on my dresser and realized I was now Frank. My blond hair was white now. I weighed 300 pounds and my body is covered with white body hair. My cock is every bit as fat, as Frank's was. The difference is that my cock is circumcised. My cousin had even asked if she could watch me teach her son about sex. The idea of giving her son an enema while she watched was strange but it might be interesting. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to whitewold999@icqmail.com