Date: Wed, 28 Aug 2019 11:19:44 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: His Daddy (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/bM) Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/bM 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 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. His Daddy By Wolf When I was a twelve-year-old boy I was a shy brown-haired youth with less than athletic ability than most boys. My name was Albert and I hated my name. and I When guys were choosing sides to play games, I was the last buy picked for any game. I did my best to avoid being around when guys were likely to be playing term sports. There was another boy that was a natural leader. He was good at any sport he played. He was physically bigger than boys his age and considered one of the best-looking boys in the neighborhood. He was popular among both the boys and the girls. He flirted with the girls but didn't seem to be interested in any .one girl. His name was John One rainy day there was no one outdoors wanting to play any games. I was walking home in the rain and was soaked to the bone. John caught up with me and invited me to come into his home and get out of the rain. I accepted because there was no one at home for at least four hours. He observed that I was shivering because of the cold wet clothes. John suggested that I could put on some of his clothes and he would put my clothes in the dryer. I was in no position to refuse. The problem was that his clothes were baggy on me. I had to hold up his pants with my hand. He gathered up my sopping wet clothes and put them in the dryer. He took it upon himself to brew a pot of coffee. I had never liked the taste of coffee but I was cold enough to accept a mug of coffee. John added an artificial milk substitute and sweetener. When I tasted it, I liked it! There was nothing to do besides waiting for the clothes to dry and the rain to stop. John asked me if I wanted to play a video game and showed me the games he had. We agreed to play 'Warcraft.' While we were playing, he asked me why I didn't play any of the sports games with the other guys. I explained that I am not good at any of them. He assured me that he could teach me. At the conclusion of the game, my clothes were dry and while I was changing, he asked me if I would watch some dirty videos. The first videos turned out to be a lesbian movie of two sexy women sucking tits and licking pussies and assholes. The second one was of a man fucking a woman in the mouth, pussy and asshole. The third one was of men sucking cocks, and fucking assholes. The fourth one was of boys sucking each other and men fucking their mouths and assholes. While watching the videos I got a boner. John smiles at the sight of my pants being tented up. "I see that you enjoyed the videos. Have you ever played with another guy's dick?" "No" "Would you lie to me to show you how to play with another guy's cock?" "I guess so." He told me to pull down my pants, as he unfastened his own jeans and pulled down his pants along with his underwear. I was fascinated by the sight of his cock. I had never seen a cock where the knob was completely covered with foreskin. It made his cock look like a fat worm with a bulge a third of the way to the end. The excess skin hung limply with the end looking like a lumpy drooping opening. When he took hold of my dick, I took hold of his. We sat there on the living room couch masturbating each other until we both squirted cum all over our hands. Afterwards, I felt guilty and pulled up my pants. It was awkward saying hoof by. True to his word John worked with me and taught me how to catch a football and threw a baseball. He even selected m for his team for the neighborhood block games, and he was the quarterback. I was the wide receiver he would give me instructions like go down to Mrs. Johnson's mailbox and cut across the street. I will hit you as soon as you turn. When I followed his instruction as soon as I turned the ball hit me right in the chest. After the games, we would celebrate. John would invite me home for something to drink. We would have a soft drink before we would strip off our clothes and jerk each other off. One day about a month after that rainy day he suggested that we could suck each other's cock. We went to his bedroom and removed all of our clothes and he demonstrated how to suck on me while I sat on his bed. He was very good at it and just before I came in his mouth, he stuck a finger up my ass. I was apprehensive about sucking his cock. I was both intimated and frightened that I couldn't do it right. John took my place on the bed and I knelt on the hardwood floor and placed my hands on his thighs. He playfully held his cock between is first two fingers and flipped his cock back and forth slapping my face, before sticking it in my mouth. I tried to do it the same way he had one to me. By the time he squirted his load into my mouth, my jaw was aching. After I swallowed his cum, I had to move my jaw around until the muscles relaxed. After that day oral sex became a regular activity. We were sucking cocks sometimes twice a week. A few weeks later while we were watching videos of boys being fucked, John asked me if I would like to try anal sex. I was intrigued and frightened by the idea. My asshole felt like it was itching. I reluctantly agreed to try it. We had already sucked each other's cock. He told me that he would like to fuck me in the missionary position but felt that the first time would be easier to do doggie style. He figured that he should do it on a sturdy platform. After John used some sort of lubricant to prepare my asshole, he had me kneel at the end of a sturdy maple coffee table and pushed me over it so that I was face down. He used both hands to sored my butt open. I couldn't help puckering mt asshole, but John slapped my butt and told me to relax or it would hurt a lot more. When his cock spread my sphincter, it was all I could do to keep from begging him to pull it out. John was saying things like, "Oh my GAWD, you have the tightest asshole I ever fucked!" It took me some time to recover after he finished. He allowed me to fuck him. He lay on his back and placed his heels on my shoulders and jacked himself off while I fucked him. Anal sex became a part of our sexual activity. A couple of weeks later John and I were watching old movies after his father went to bed and long after we were sure his father was asleep. We took off our clothes and he placed me on the coffee table and fucked my asshole. I needed some time to recover before I was ready to take my turn fucking him. John put on one of my favorite movies of a young body sucking the cock of a hairy fat man, and getting fucked in the ass. He sat on the coffee table and assumed the missionary position on his back. I stood at the foot of the table and placed his legs over my shoulders before guiding my dick to his asshole. I was just getting started fucking him when I saw his father standing at the foot of the stairs going up to the second floor. John's father was standing in the doorway. I panicked and froze for a moment. When I moved back my penis was still hard and wet but it quickly lost the reaction. John's legs slide down my body and his feet planted on the floor as he sat up. As his father closed the door and approached, I cowered. He told John to leave the room, without emotion. He approached me before I could make a move to flee and grabbed my arm. "Don't be afraid or run." He pulled me to the couch and sat me down and sat next to me while still holding my arm. "Don't worry about me punishing you or telling your family about what I caught you doing with my son. Calm down." My heart was pounding and I was about to hyperventilate, as he placed his left arm around my shoulders and he used his right hand to take hold of my penis. He started masturbating me until I got another hard-on. At that point, he leaned over and placed his head between my legs and started sucking my dick. I placed a hand on top of his head as it was bobbing up and down. When he lifted his head. he told me, "You can call me Matt from now on." When he stood up and picked me up and placed me on my back on the coffee table. I lay there on my back holding my dick, as Matt undressed. I was fascinated by the sight of his cock. Matt's cock looked like his son's only larger. He stood there and pulled the foreskin back to expose his big wet knob. He lifted my legs and inserted his cock into my asshole. While he was fucking me, John returned and straddled my head and stuck his cock into my mouth. That night was the beginning of a new way of life for me. Matt dated my mom on occasion and she was happy that I had a male role model. Matt would take John and me to baseball games, hunting, and fishing. Matt would also bring along a friend so that the two of them could enjoy fuck us. 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 pomowolf74@gmail.com