Date: Sat, 8 Aug 2020 13:54:57 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Living on the Edge of Town (Gay.Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/M) Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/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 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. Living on Edge of Town By Wolf Everywhere I went people were attracted to me. I was born to be an Irish-American. I was tall for my age and built like a fireplug. I had red hair, blue eyes, and freckles. I knew that when I grew up my hair would turn blonde and my freckles would fade like my father's had. On one hand, I resented people ruffling my hair as a child at the same time I did enjoy the attention. Because of my size, people thought that I was at least three years older than I was. It was the older boys that tended to gang up on me. I was fascinated by sex when approaching puberty. Girls were an enigma to me. If I defended them from a boy picking on them, they reacted like I was a brut for picking on the boy they liked. I didn't know what to say to them. Guys were different, I could play any game and was usually picked first to be on their team. Guys talk a lot about sex. The popular guys brag about the girls they got into their pants. More often than not they complained that the girl's pussy smelled so bad they could hardly stand it. One even complained that he had to wash his hands twice to get rid of the stink on his finger. They also speculate about which guys are fagots. One day I overhead a group of guys talking about some old man that lived on the edge of town. They were sure that he was a fagot. They were relating stories they heard from others but none had actually seen anything to verify the validity of the rumors. It took me awhile to find out just where this particular man lived without giving anyone cause to wonder or speculate about my interest in the man. As soon as I found out where he lived, I made an effort to ride my bicycle down that road to get a look at where he lived. I must have passed his house a half dozen times before I actually saw the man. I was apprentice about approaching him because he was an imposing man. He was at least six-feet-tall. He had a bushy head of dark hair and a full beard. He also had a large belly that hung over his pants. His sports shirt couldn't be tucked into his pants, because It hung in front of his pants at least six-inches in front of his pants. He did notice me riding by and waves a hand at me. I waved back and kept on peddling on. I was studying how I could find out if the rumors were true. I realized that there was a road going past on the other side of the main road. I checked it out and found that there were trees and brush that came almost to the fence behind the house. I walked my bike into the woods and worked my way right to the edge of the forest. I made plans to ride my bike that night to the same location. After dark I rode my bike there and walked the bike through the woods to the location where I could leave my bike and watch his house. He had received a guest that parked in front of the house. I climbed over the fence and crept up to the house. I used the decorative plants as cover to seek a peek through the windows. I approached windows that had light streaming out. I found his bedroom window and when I looked through the gap in the blinds, My curiosity was rewarded by the sight of the man in question in the company of another man that I would have gust was about 30-years-old. The other man was about as tall as the man in question. His hair was a light brown and neatly combed. He looked rather slender. I made myself comfortable planning to stay there long enough to see if the stories were true. They were standing at the foot of the bed and they started hugging and kissing each other. They started fumbling with the front of each other's pants until they managed to get the pants open. They reached inside of each other's pants and took hold of each other's cock. They pulled them out and masturbated each other while they continued to kiss each other. The fat man started removing the younger man's clothes. When he got his shirt and undershirt off, he started pinching his nipple while returning to masturbating him. The younger man started taking off the first man's shirt. He was not wearing an undershirt. The younger man bent over and started sucking on the fat man's hairy nipples. I was fascinated by what I was witnessing. I placed my hand on the crotch of my pants and start pressing my crotch. The fat man went to his knees and started pulled down the pants of the younger man. He had to pause long enough to remove the man's shoes and socks before finishing removing the man's pants. I was curious why the younger man was wearing a jockstrap instead of briefs or boxers. I got a good look at his body when the jockstrap was removed. I could not see body hair on him. His underarms and crotch were hairless. The fat man remained on his knees and took hold of the cock and started sucking on his cock. At some point, the young man pushed the fat man away and pulled him to his feet. He knelt before the fat man and started pulling his pants down. The fat man was wearing baggy white boxers. A simple touch on the waistband for the two snaps to pop open. As soon as the pants and boxers were down to the knees, he pushed the man back until he sat on the bed. He removed the fat man's shoes and socks before fishing taking off the pants and boxers. The body of the first man made a lasting impression on me. The man was so hairy all over. His dark hair made his whole body look darker and menacing. Even the skin on his cock looked darker than his skin tone. Th sight of him was enough to give me a boner that was pressing against the buttons of my jeans. I pulled my own pants open and took out my cock and started masturbating while continuing to watch the two men. Both of them moved their bodies to the middle of the full-sized bed. I watched them as they sucked each other's nipples and cocks. Then the fat man turned the man over and pulled him up to his knees and started licking his asshole and milking his cock before he moved into position behind the man and stuffed his cock into the man's asshole. I watched intently as he fucked the man. I could hear them moaning and grunting. It sounded like they were both enjoying what they were doing. He pulled his dripping cock out of the guy's ass when he finished fucking the man. I assumed they were finished and was about to slip away. Then the fat man rolled over onto his back and he rested his legs against the younger man's chest as he got in position to stick his cock of the fat man's ass. Once his cock was buried deep into the hairy asshole of the fat man, he took hold of the thick dark of the first men and he masturbated him while he was fucking him. This time with when they were fished, I did slip back to my bicycle and went home. That night I jerked off at least six times. I only quit because I created a blister on the underside of my dick. I had a lot of thinking to do. I wanted to meet the fat man in the worst way. I finally just rode my bike to the location behind his house and climbed the fence and march up to the back door and knocked. It took a moment before the man answered the door. It was enough time for me to almost chicken out. When he answered the door and saw me, he said: "What can I do for you young man? Hay, aren't you the redheaded boy that rode past my house several times over the past couple of weeks?" "Yes, Sir" "I take it that you came to the backdoor because you don't want to be seen coming to my house. What is your name?" "My name is Danny O'Brien." "Well you might as well come in before you are seen." He stepped back to allow me to enter. He led me to the dining table in the kitchen. "Can I offer you something to drink before tell me what is on your mind?" My voice trembled as I said, "Yes, thank you, Sir." "You don't need to be formal with me. You can call me Mike. Followed with a laugh, or Mary." He went to the fridge and retrieved a can of Pepsi and he handed it to me as he sat down on the chair next to me. "I take it that you have heard the rumors that I am gay. Why would a good-looking boy like you want to talk to an old queen like me?" Again, I stumbled in response: "I want someone to teach me about sex with men." "What makes you think I'm gay?" "I'm sorry, I was her the other night and watched you making love to that slender man the other night. Don't get mad at me! I had to make sure that you are a homosexual before meeting you. I went home that night and jacked off so many times I rubbed a blister on the underside of my dick." Mike got a pensive look on his face. "How old are you?" It never dawned on me to lie. "I'm 11 going on 12." "Honey, I could go to jail for a long time if it became known that I was having an affair with a minor." "I would never tell anyone!" He chuckled, "Honey child, if some busybody were to see you coming into my home, they would report it to the local Sheriff Deputy." "That why I parked my bike in the woods behind your house. I could come after dark from now on." "If I agree to do this, we will have to find a better place to meet. For now, I can't pass up the opportunity to breed a youngster as pretty as you!" I was so excited I was squeezing the crotch of my jeans. Berny stood up and as he took me by the hand he said: "Leave the can. We need to take this to a more comfortable place." He led me to his living room ad had me sit on the couch and he sat next to me. "Danny, have you ever had sex with boys your age?" "No, I never knew how to approach a guy." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close and kissed me on the mouth. It was very strange to be hissed by a man especially one with a full beard. He stuck his tongue into my mouth while he was kissing me. We were breathing through our noses and I could smell his breath. While he was kissing me, he placed his free hand on my chest. As his hand rubbed my chest it was stimulating my nipples. He pulled my T-shirt up over the top of my chest. When both of my nipples were exposed, he leaned over and started sucking on one of my nipples. My dick responded by tenting up my jeans. It was straining the buttons of my fly. I sat there inactive because I didn't know if I should play with myself. When Berny switched to suck on the other nipple, he placed his big paw of a hand on the bulge in my jeans. He lifted his head and said: "You have a nice package." He took hold of the top of my jeans and gave it a tug. All five of the copper buttons popped open. He pulled the faded blue denim flaps aside. I looked own to see him place his paw on my tidy whites. I almost pissed when he squeezed my cock and balls. After squeezed it a couple of times he slipped his hand under the waistband on my Hanes underwear. His hand felt warm as he gently felt my cock and balls. Berny stood up and removed my shoes and sock before he pulled my tight jeans off of me. Then he pulled the underwear off. He stood there looking at my crotch or a moment before he pulled my T-shirt over my head. I felt so venerable sitting there totally naked and him fully dressed. He unbuttoned his sports shirt while facing me. Seeing his upper torso up close for the first time I saw just how hairy he was. Then he unbuckled his belt and unfastened his pants. He used his toes to pry his shoes off before dropping his pants and stepping out of them. I saw a lot of dark pubic hair sticking through the fly of his boxer shorts. A quick tug and the snaps popped open. They fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. He placed his right hand under his balls and lifted them before letting go and they dropped back in place. He knelt on the couch straddling my hips. And he pressed me against the back of the couch as he kissed me again. I felt like I was being smothered. Berny swung his leg over and sat back down next to me. This time as he sucked on one of my nipples he took hold of my dick and masturbated me. I was so excited that there was nothing he was going to do was going to make me have an orgasm. My dick was longer than I had ever seen it. Berny went to his knees between my legs and placed his hands on my thighs and spread my legs. His big body filled the space as he took my dick into his mouth and started sucking my dick. I don't know how long he sucked on my dick but my legs started jerking like I was receiving n electrical shock. I just couldn't seem to achieve an orgasm. Berny solved that problem by sticking a fat finger up my asshole. I instantly had a dry orgasm. Berny moved over and rested his body on the cushion on the couch. "Danny, if you want to breed me you can do it now." My dick was still fully erect, because I was so stimulated by my first sexual experience. I got behind him and he reached back with both hands and pulled the cheeks of his ass apart. I took a careful look at his ass. He had hair on the cheeks of his butt, but the ring around his asshole was thick and dark. I guided my dick to the opening and started pressing it in. His ass seemed to pull my dick into his asshole. Once it was in Berny seemed to control his sphincter because it gripped my dick. He was virtually was milking y dick with his asshole. When I had my second orgasm I collapsed over his hairy back. When my dick went limp it just slipped out of his asshole. While we rested Berny pulled me onto his lap and he held me close as his big belly was in the way. He was kissing me again. He asked me: "Did you enjoy the blowjob and fucking me?" "Oh, GAWD, that was the most exciting thing I have ever felt!" "Now for the big question, are you ready to find out what it feels like to be fucked?" I was a little apprehensive about it: "Yes..." He stood up reached for a bottled of lubricant on the end table. He applied a generous amount to his cock and used the free hand to spread it all over his cock. Then he lubricated my asshole with his greasy fingers. When he was satisfied, he took hold of my ankles and lifted my legs up and spread them as he placed my heels on his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and pulled my butt to the edge of the couch. "Danny you have to relax! If you clench your asshole it will hurt like hell." When he pressed his fat cock against my asshole I was starting to sweat. I decided to push like I was straining to me shit as his cock started to spread my asshole open. It did hurt and I bit my lower lip to keep from complaining. I couldn't prevent myself from grunting with every thrust. Berny's big belly hung over the action. I doubt that he could see my dick as e took hold of it with two fingers and his thumb and started masturbating me while he was fucking me. It may not have lasted long but it sure as hell felt like it. When he was about to cum, he pulled out and squirted cum all over my balls, cock, and belly. He used a finger to wipe up some of hid cum and stick his finger into my mouth. He just stood thereafter sticking his cock back into my ass. My asshole was throbbing as he leaned over and told me: "Your asshole is going to be sore for a day or so, but after that, it is going to feel empty for want of a cock in it." He helped me wash up in the bathroom before I got dressed. We exchanged cellphone numbers. Berny asked me about times I would be available. I told him that I often went to the movies during the week when the features changed and on weekends, I often stayed at the movies for the midnight showings a horror movies. I could also make arrangements for weekend campouts. Berny told me that he was an accountant and did the books for most businesses in town and did the income taxes for a lot of the people. "What religion are you?" My mother belongs to the Lutheran Church." Berny chucked: "I suggest that you take an interest in the youth activities at the church." "Why do you want me to do that?" "The pastor and I am old friends." I had no idea that there were many gay men in town. Berny gave me the bottle of lubricant to tsk home. "You can use it while masturbating so you don't rub blisters on your dick. I returned home and dreamed about what it felt and smelled like to be fucked by a Bear. I became a regular guest of Berny's and became a cock whore. The Lutheran minister and several businessmen in town had a taste for a sweet young redheaded boy. 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