Date: Tue, 6 Mar 2018 13:45:36 -0800
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Egyptian Youth (Gay/Adult youth, oral, anal, m/M)

Adult youth, oral, anal, 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
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.

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                  Egyptian Youth
                       By
                      Wolf

	My family are Coptic Christians from Egypt.  My father
was a successful surgeon, mother was a housewife While
they lived in Egypt or Saudi Arabia mother had to wear a
hajab in public because if she didn't the museums would
have brutalized her.

	Father was injured when a car rear ended while
working in a hospital in Saudi Arabia.  When he recovered
my father migrated his family to the United States.  He
selected to move the family to Las Vegas, Nevada because
he felt that the climate would be similar to what they were
used to.

	Dad had trouble getting certified as a surgeon in the
US, so he got certified as a teacher and got a job as a teacher
at the University of Nevada at Las Vegas (UNLV).

	I had two older sisters that babied me and delighted
in dressing me up like a girl when I was a child.  I have to
admit that I have effeminate features.  Thick black hair, big
brown eyes and a slim body.

	Education was stressed in our family.  My oldest sister
got a scholarship to attend Oxford in England, and the other
sister was going to graduated from high school with honors.
I was pushed to receive high marks in school.  In an effort to
make me fit in and become the perfect American boy I was
encouraged to join the Boy Scouts of America.

	Several of my classmates were in the Troop I joined.  I
was intimated by the roughhouse games and the older boys
at first.  I quickly learned to enjoy the activities.  Learning
how to hike, cook, and set up camp was fun.  The Troop
didn't take first year scouts to summer camp, so I was
almost twelve-years-old the first time I was allowed to go to
summer camp.

	It was a great adventure because our Troop had
planned to go to summer camp at a Boy Scout Camp located
at Mission Bay, San Diego, California.  We were bused from
the airport to the waterfront camp.  There was the
excitement and confusion about camping assignments and
getting settled in.  Each scout had selected merit badges
they were going to work on.  We were all excited about
waterfront activities.  None of us had ever swam in the
ocean before.  The taste of saltwater was new to us.  There
was the scrambling to engage in swimming, connoting, and
small boat sailing.  All of us thrilled at the prospect of
charging down the warm beach sand to run into the surf and
feel the cold shock of the water.

	It wasn't long before we became comfortable with the
routines of assembly, meals, classes, lunch, more classes and
very short free time before meals and nightly activities
before crashing in our bunks.

	Everyone assumed the adult that was in charge of the
craft barn and ice-cream parlor was a Mexican, but when he
found out that I was an Egyptian he told me that he was an
Egyptian too.  It wasn't long before he was giving me
smoothies for free, and he started hugging me when we ran
into each other.  He invited me to see his tent, even though
scouts were not supposed to be in the staff area.

	Following his instructions after the Troop settled
down for the nigh I put on my flip-flops slung a towel over
my shoulder and marched up the path in my tidy-whites in
the direction of the bathrooms and showers.  Only I turned
down the path towards the staff quarters and found the one
he told me was his.  I no more than tapped on the screen
door than he opened it and ushered me in.

	The tent was no more than eight-foot square.  There
was one bunk with a small square table a wooden chair.
There was a wooden foot locker for his personal belongings
and a single bare lightbulb in the center of the tent.  After he
allowed me to take a good look at his tent; he took me in his
arms and kissed me on the mouth.

	It was strange being kissed by a man, especially with
the stubble of a beard.  Even more so when he slipped his
big hand down the front of my underwear and took hold of
my twelve-year-old penis and started milking my penis.  He
masturbated me until I was almost about to cum, then he
had me sit on his bunk and knelt in front of me and sucked
my penis until I actually squirted cum into his mouth.

	When he stood up I was looking right at the bulge in
his boxer shorts.  The fly was partially open and I saw the
head of his cock poking out.  I couldn't resist reaching out
and slipping my hand inside.  I wrapped my hand around the
warm soft flesh of his growing boner.

	He simply pulled on the flap and the two snaps
popped open.  His shorts dropped to his knees.  He wiggled
his legs and they fell to the floor.  Looking at his cock I got a
lump in my throat.  I placed my hand under his balls and felt
the warm sack.  His cock was resting on my wrist.  I opened
my mouth and licked the head of cock.  He shoved his hips
forward driving his cock against my lips.  I opened my mouth
and started sucking the velvety texture of his cock.  I got my
baptism of cum right in my face.

	I really did need a shower after that.  I made my way
back to the showers and too a shower before returning to
my tent.

	There was only a couple of more days left of our week
at camp, so we only had one opportunity to get together to
give each other blowjobs.  Before my Troop packed up to
leave he gave me a card with a name and phone number on
it.  He told me, "If you call that number you will get to meet
a friend of mine that lives in Las Vegas.  He is also an
Egyptian.  That was all he needed to say.

	I actually was sporting a boner all the way on the
flight back to Vegas.  My parents were waiting at the airport.
Of course, Mother complained that I smelled like a goat.
Dad tossed my duffle bag into the trunk.  Mom insisted that
I dump everything in my bag in the laundry room along with
the clothes I was wearing.

	I eventually remembered the card and called the
number.  When I told him my name her told me that his
friend had told him bout me and he was hoping I would call.
I agreed to meet him at a prearrange location.

	I was leaning against a lamppost when a shinny new
blue Audi convertible with a dark blue top pulled over to the
curb and the window on the passenger side went down.  A
man leaned over and asked, "Are you Dannell?  I'm Daichi."

	I assured him that I was Dannell and got in his car.  As
he drove away he told me that his friend's description didn't
do me justice.  He drove to a section of town I was not
familiar with.  As he approached the garage of ranch style
home he pressed a button and the garage-door rolled up
and closed behind us.

	When we got out of the car I saw that he was only
about five-feet five and looked very effeminate looking as
her ushered me into the house through the laundry room.
He led me straight through the kitchen an adjoining open
family-room.

	I was curious about my host's home.  The furniture
was not what I would have expected in a man's home.  The
furniture upholstered in delicate floral brocade.  There were
portraits of a beautiful woman and photographs of the same
woman on the walls.  It took me a moment to realize that
the sexy woman was in fact his host Daichi.

	Daichi noticed what had caught my attention.
"Honey, I am a professional drag queen."

	"You are beautiful"

	'It takes a lot of work to look that good.  Have you
ever got dressed up like a girl?"

	"My two older sisters used to dress me up like girl
when I was younger and put a hijab.  They took me shopping
and even took me into the lady's bathroom.  No one spotted
the fact that I was a boy.  I thought it was fun fooling the
women and seeing them hike up their dressed to sit to pee.

	"My friend told me that you would be a perfect
candidate to train as a drag queen, and I concur.  You would
be a perfect drag queen.  Would you like to see what you
would look like in drag?"

	The idea of dressing up like a girl gave me a hard-on.
"Yes, that sound like fun."

	He led me to his bedroom and while I sat on the bed
he set about pulling out clothes fit for a girl my age.  As I Sat
there I was fascinated by the bedroom.

	The walls of the bedroom were painted in a soft pink
and then ragged with a darker wine.  The brass bed had
three-inch balls on the corners.  The bedspread was a floral
thing with multiple pillows with a china doll dressed in a silk
dress patterned after the 1890's.  The dresser had a carved
rosewood round dressing chair facing a large oval mirror
with smaller ones flanking to allow three different views.

	Daichi simply said, 'Take off your clothes."

	I didn't question him, I simply stood up and removed
all of my clothes.  He looked me over before he handed me
the skimpiest little panties I had ever seen.  I didn't think it
was possible for me to get them on.  It was a struggle to pull
them up, and when I reached my crotch I asked, "What do I
do with this?"

	He reached between my legs from behind and
grasped the head of my cock and pulled it back between my
legs and pressed it between my butt cheeks. As I finished
pulling up the panties.  Before her allowed me to finish
getting dressed he sat me on the chair and started putting
makeup on me.  I watched the transformation in the mirror:
a liquid foundation, false eyelashes, a light touch of eye
shadow.  He even plucked a few hairs on my eyebrows,
before he brushed my hair into a short style like a girl and
sprayed it with hair spray.  The look was amassing.  I looked
so much like my older sister.

	The dress he selected for me was interesting.  It was a
sailors white bibbed jumper that was transparent and a skirt
so short it barley covered my butt and crotch.  The costume
was so transparent anyone could see the dark shadow of my
pubic hair.

	After he allowed me to blot my lipstick, he kissed me
on the mouth.  It was exciting to have him playing with my
nipples while he was probing my mouth with his tongue.
Then he asked me if I would like to see him in drag.

	He had me sit on the bed while he transformed
himself from a man to a woman.  He sat before the mirror to
apply makeup to his face.  I had not noticed before that his
eyebrows were arched like a woman's.  He removed the
elastic scrunchy from his hair and brushed out his ponytail.
His hair flowed over his shoulders his face was transformed
from that of a male to a raven-haired beauty.  I watched him
begin to turn his body into that of a sexy woman.

	He stood there in front of me and started to remove
his clothes.  When he removed his sports shirt and T-shirt I
saw that he was wearing a female sports bra that flattens
breasts.  When he pulled it over his head I was shocked to
see that he had full sized breasts.  He stood there allowing
me to absorb that fact that he had tits every bit as large and
any playboy bunny.

	Then he unfastened his pants and let then drop to his
feet.  He was wearing stripped boxer shorts and I could see
the bulge down the left leg of his shorts was evidence of a
very long cock.  When he dropped his shorts, he took hold of
his cock and pulled on it until it was fully erect.  When he let
go of it right in front of my face it pointed right at my face.
After he was satisfied that I had studied it long enough, he
pulled his cock back between his legs and to my surprise
actually stuffed the head of his cock into his own asshole
then he put on thin high-rise thong panties, before he sat
back down to put on self-supporting nylons.  He lifting each
leg and pointing his toes as he pulled the tops right up to his
crotch.  Then he put on a brassiere that matched he sexy
thong.  It lifted his breasts and made them look even bigger.

	He pulled a short tight fitting red dress over his head
and struggled to pull it down over his tits and hips.  The
effect was stunning!

	He showed me posters of him proclaiming that he was
the sexiest she-male entertainer in Las Vegas.  He had videos
of him doing his striptease that ended with him pulling out
his cock to prove he was man.

	We sat on his bed and we hugged and kissed until I
expressed a desire to feel his tits.  He simply pulled both tits
over the top of the form fitting dress and allowed me to feel
and suck on them as long as I wanted.  He pulled up my skirt
and pulled my cock out of my panties and masturbated me
almost to the point of cumming.  When I was aware that I
was about to cum, he leaned over and took my little penis in
his mouth and sucked me off.  He swallowed the cum and
even kissed me to share my own cum with me.

	He didn't pressure me to suck his cock that day he
even helped me remove my makeup and clean up.  When I
was dressed in my own clothes he drove me home in drag.
No one would ever suspect that he was anything other than
a very sexy woman.

	During the next week my parents were excited about
an opportunity to take part in a convention in Los Angles the
following weekend.  When they suggested that I accompany
them, I told them that I wanted to stay home to prepare for
an up coming Troop hiking trip.  They decided to allow me to
stay home, and I called Daichi to tell him I would be available
all weekend.  Come Friday afternoon my parents were on
the road and I was on my way to Daichi home.

	Daichi told me that he was working that evening and
asked if I wanted to watch, if so he could be arranged.  I was
excited about the prospect of watching him perform.  He
told me that he would have to slip me into the manager's.
From there I could watch through the window overlooking
the theater and be able to listen over the intercom.

	His next suggestion was that I could go as I was or go
in drag.  The idea of going out in public s a girl thrilled me.
Daichi noticed that my pants were tented up right away.  He
chuckled, "I see the idea appeals to you!  Shall we go a
sweet demure pre-teen or a slut?"

	I said, "I don't want to be too obvious the first time in
public."

	Daichi said, "School girl it is!"

	He suggested that he bath me first, and I stripped
quickly while he drew the bath.  When I was seated in the
floral scented water he bathed me.  He payed special
attention to my genitalia.  He even masturbated me until I
came in the water.  After dried me off and started my
transformation into Dacia a school girl.

	While I sat before the dresser mirror he proceeded to
style my hair and apply just the right amount of makeup.
Then he started dressing me.  The first thing was to secure
my penis between my legs before pulling up my new colorful
pink panties.  Pedy socks and black Patent-leather flats were
next.  A slip was next followed by a nice blouse and skirt.  I
was given a small purse with a strap to sling over my
shoulder and large sun glasses as we made our way to
dinner.  It thrilling to see the admiring looks and even our
waitress complemented Daichi for her attractive daughter.

	When we arrived at the theater where he was
performing he led me into the back and upstairs to the
manager's office.  From his office I had a view of the entire
interior of the theater, so that I could watch the entre show
from behind a one-way window.  At that point the manager
of the theater came in the introductions were made and it
was agreed that I could watch while under the supervision
of the manger; and Daichi left to go to the dressing room to
get ready for his performance.

	The manger was very nice to me, he sat a comfortable
overstuffed chair in front of the window and asked me if I
would like something to eat and drink.  I didn't know what I
could ask for.  He assured me that I could ask for anything.
Of course, my first thought was a Pizza and Coke.  With that
he picked his phone and punched the buttons.  He placed
the order.

	While we waited. he wanted to know how I came to
know Daichi.  At that point he hadn't tumbled to the fact
that I wasn't a girl.  He was obviously hitting on me.  I didn't
deliberately lead him on.  I told him how I had met Daichi,
and he was stunned to learn that I was in fact a boy.  Is
interest was definitely being peaked.  He invited me to sit on
his lap while we ate the pizza during the early performances.

	They were more of a comedy numbers.  The drag
queens were old men wearing a lot of makeup with cheap
wigs.  No one would confuse them with real women.  They
were body performances that even I could understand the
jokes.  I was enjoying the show.

	When it was time for Daichi to come on there was an
introduction of "Dacia the Queen of the Nile!"  I was
fascinated watching him perform a striptease.  The manager
told me that Daichi's performance was professional as any
on the strip.

	During the performance the manager's hands were
stroking my chest and my crotch.  I was so involved with
watching the striptease, and my penis was getting hard.
There was discomfort because it was straining to get out
from my cheeks.  He managed to pull my panties aside and
pulled my penis and balls out.  He was playing with me
during the performance.  I was enjoying both performances.

	There was one guy sitting at the table closest to the
stage that was heckling the performance.  He was
complaining that She was a real woman.  At the end of
Dacia's performance, she came down onto the floor and
stood in front of the man and told him to close his eyes.
With that he pulled his long cock out and rubbed it against
the man's lips.  When the man opened his mouth to
complain Dacia stuffed her cock into his mouth and grabbed
him by the back of his head and fucked his mouth.

	The manager told me that the man was a plant.  He
had been one of the clown queens from an earlier
performance.  The didn't dare do the to a customer.  They
might bite Daichi's cock or sue them.

	I had also squirted a load of cum on the floor between
my legs.

	Daichi took a little time to change to his street clothes
and come upstairs to get me.  During that time, I had sucked
off his manager.  He wasn't surprised to find me with my
mouth full of cock.  He simply thanked his boss for looking
after me and took me home with him.

	When we got home he wanted to take a long hot
bathed me to join him.  When it was over we went to bed.
He asked me if I was ready to lose my virginity.  The prospect
of him sticking his long cock into my ass was frightening, but
I wanted to try it.

	Daichi produced a tube of KY lubricant and greased up
his cock and my asshole.  He told me he wanted to fuck me
in the missionary position.  He placed me on the bed on my
back and picked up my legs and placed my heels on his
shoulders and guided his cock to my asshole.  He cautioned
me to relax and actually push.

	When his cock entered my ass, it did send a sharp
pain.  I did my best to suffer through it.  The longer he
fucked me the less it hurt.  He was jerking me off the entire
time he was fucking me.  I even squirted my load on my belly
before her shot his load in my ass.  Afterwards he used
tissues to wipe my ass, before we went to sleep cuddled in
each other's arms.

	We didn't wake up until the afternoon.  My ass was
still throbbing, but my bladder was letting me know that I
better empty it before I pissed in the bed.  My movement
woke up Daichi and he wanted to kiss me, but I had to break
the kiss short.  I made a dash for the bathroom.  While I was
standing in front of the toilet reliving myself Daichi joined
me and stood next to me as he aimed his cock and the two
streams of golden liquid splashed into the water in the bowl.
When we shook the last drop off we brushed our teeth
before returning to bed.

	Daichi told me it was time to fuck me Doggie Style.  He
made me get on my hands and knees on top of the bed.  My
asshole was still sore and I was sure it was swollen and red.
He set about greasing us up before me mounted me from
behind.  He clung to my hips while he rammed his cock deep
into my ass.

	That morning I got a practical demonstration of a
prostrate massage.  I squirted cum all over his fitted bed
sheet.

	We longed around all day eating and later he had me
lay on my right side and lift my left leg and place my foot
close to my body.  He spooned me as he inserted his cock in
my ass.

	We got dressed in plenty of time for us to get him to
work.  This evening while he was performing I was getting
blowjob from his boss.  When we got home Sunday morning
he fucked me three more times before I had to clean up and
get home before my parents got home.

	It was strange that I began to recognize the behavior
of guy in school and within the Troop.  There was something
about their speech patterns and gestures that reminded me
of the drag queen clowns performances.

	The next Troop campout was in the mountains west of
town.  When we were gathering at the church parking lot
and everyone was pairing u one of the Star Scouts, named
David, asked me if I would share a tent with him.  I has
suspected that he was gay, so I agreed.  We rode to the
location with an Assistant Scoutmasters and four other guys.
There was a lot of mindless chatter on the ride.  When we
arrived, the adults set up the old goat's area and the scouts
could only enter area after asking permission.

	David took charge and we selected a site for our tent
far enough from other tents that we could talk to each other
without being overheard.  It was late on Friday night by the
time we arrived and set up camp, so everyone was ready to
settle down for the night, after the Scoutmaster told us what
the next days activities would be.  Each patrol would be
practicing to compete for the District Camp-O-Ree.

	David and I made our way to our tent.  It was a
lightweight two-man tent, so it was a tight fit for two
growing boys to get undressed in.  We hung a battery
powered lantern from the center strap of the tent while we
were getting undressed and we kept bumping into each
other.

	David complained that it was too hot to get into a
sleeping bag, so after he removed all his of his clothes he lay
on top of his bag, with a boner sticking up like handle.  I was
embarrassed about taking off my clothes, but he assured me
that it was more uncomfortable.  When I settled down on
my bag next to him, he told me that I had a nice-looking
package, just before he turned off the lantern.

	I was reluctant to say anything, but I thanked him.

	It was very dark within the tent, so I couldn't see
David at all.  He was close enough that I could feel his body
heat.  Then he casually asked me, "Have you ever played
with your cock?"

	I was reluctant to answer the question, but David
went on to say, "Everyone does, so why don't we do it to
each other?"

	With that he reached over and took hold of my penis
and stared masturbating me.  I slid my arm under his and
took hold of his much bigger cock and started jacking him
off.  When I was about to cum I felt around for a
handkerchief to squirt my load in.  David just leaned over
and squirted his load onto my thigh.  I had to wipe it up.
Then he rolled over and went to sleep.

	The next day it went as normal.  There was meal
preparation and clean up, then we practiced skills in
preparation of the upcoming Camp-O-Ree.  After the
evening meal and campfire everyone split up to go to our
respective tents.

	This night when we were finished undressing David
placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head
down to his cock.  I didn't resist sucking his cock and
swallowed his cum.  David even sucked my cock too.  The
subject of anal sex came up.  When I admitted that I had
engaged in anal sex he wanted to fuck me as soon as he
recovered enough to get another boner.

	Troop outings took on a new meaning after that.  I
was very popular among the senior scouts, and a couple of
adult leaders started continuing my sexual education.  By
the time I turned 18 and had sucked my way to Eagle I was
six-feet tall and well on my way to being a professional drag
queen.



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