Date: Sat, 28 Feb 2015 22:49:55 +0000 (UTC) From: Wolf Pomo Subject: Making Danny (Gay/adult youth, oral, anal, m/b, b/M) MAKING DANNY SUMMARY: Gay, adult youth, m/b, M/b, oral, anal AUTHORS 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. I LOVE TO HEAR FROM YOU 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 ME YOUR OUTLINE pomowolf74@yahoo.com Making Danny By Wolf Everyone has always told me that I should have been a girl, or that I had been born with the wrong plumbing. My father did not stay around long, so mother raised me by herself. I was all ways small for my age, and delicate. I was a very faire skinned blond, blue eyes, freckles across my nose. As I grew up, I always wore a platinum ponytail. I was so small I never enjoyed playing the rough house games with the neighbor boys or sports because I always got hurt. I felt comfortable playing with the girls. I preferred bounce ball, and hanging from the jungle gym bars. I even had a collection of dolls. Mother didn't have very good luck when it came to dating men either. She never managed to have a long-term relationship with men. Because of our financial situation we were forced to live in a less than desirable neighborhood. It was known for gangs and thugs. Boys can be pretty brutal to a boy that everyone assumes is a sissy. I had been referred to as sissy, fagot, and queer, but didn't know why they were calling me those things, because I didn't know what they meant. Slowly I began to understand what the words meant. I even had doubts about my sexuality. I had always thought my mother was the most beautiful woman in the world. When I was left at home alone, I entertained myself by rummaging through her belongings. I loved the smell of her perfume, and even the smell of her soiled panties. I would even pull her soiled clothes out of the clothes hamper and try them on. I loved to parade in front of the full length mirror to practice walking like her. My first memory of anything sexual happening to me was the time my mother let one of her boyfriend's look after me for a night. While we were watching television he took hold of my wrist and placed my hand on top of the bulge in his dirty jeans. He insisted that I open his pants and take out his cock. He opened my pants and played with my little dick while I pulled on the lose skin on his cock. That was the only time one of her boyfriends did anything to me. I was about 10-years-old when one of the fifteen year olds in the neighborhood asked me if I would like to see his collection of model cars. When we entered his home he told his mother that he was going to show me his model cars. She only gave me a strange grin, but didn't say anything. In his bedroom he had a bunch of model cars on display around his room. There was a full ashtray on his bedside table. I could smell the stale cigarette smoke. After showing me his cars, he asked me if I would like to see some dirty pictures. Of course I was fascinated at the prospect of seeing dirty pictures. He pulled out a shoe box and handed me a stack of photographs. The first few were of naked women and girls masturbating. While I was studying the pictures he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit up one. The pictures became more explicit, there were pictures of women sucking cocks and getting fuck in the pussy, and ass. He told me that he had some pictures that were hard to get hold of. He handed me a stack of pictures of boys naked and doing things with each other. They were playing with each other's cocks and sucking cocks. While I was studying the pictures he casually opened his pants, and lay down on his bed while he pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. His cock was completely covered with a thick foreskin. He was sporting a thick mass of dark pubic hair. He asked me if I would like to play with his cock while looking at the pictures. I felt a lump in my throat as I wrapped a hand around his cock. The pictures were thrilling too. The pictures were of men sticking their cocks in the mouths of boys about my age, and there were pictures of men sticking their cocks into the boy's assholes. When I had seen the last picture he pulled my head down over his cock. I knew what he wanted without his saying anything. I opened my mouth, pulled back the foreskin and sucked the knob of his cock. I will never forget the smell of his crotch. I bobbed my head up and down on his cock. At one point he placed his hand on the back of my head, and pulled my head down, driving his cock deep into my mouth. I choked when he squirted cum into my mouth. When he zipped up his pants, and we left the house, his mother gave me another knowing smile. I had the feeling that she knew exactly what we had been doing in the bedroom. If she knew, she didn't say anything she must have approved. I visited him several times a week after that. He always had new pictures for me to look at while sucking his cock. He started stuffing his big hand down the back of my pants and underwear to play with my asshole. Considering how many pictures he had of men fucking boys, there was no doubt what he wanted to do to me. The prospect frightened me. I couldn't believe he could get his cock in my asshole. It took some coaxing on his part to convince me to let him do it. He greased my asshole and his cock before he took hold of my hips and forced it in, while holding me by my hips. I whimpered like a baby while he was stuffing it in me. He fucked me slowly until he squirted cum in my ass. He still had a stiffy, and fucked me a second time. We had to wash up before I could get dressed to go home. His mother gave me a wink along with her knowing smile. She asked me if I enjoyed it. I didn't know what to say. She must have known what her son had done to me, and obviously approved. I was getting fucked by him a couple of times a week after that. I eventually learned to enjoy being fucked, and even sought him out to fuck me. It was inevitable that my mother would start dating a man that I thought was the most handsome person I had ever seen. He looked like he could do anything he wanted physically. I found myself hanging around just to be close to him. I was thrilled when she told me that she was marrying him. She encouraged us to get to know each other better. I got to spend the weekend at his place with him. It was our opportunity to bond. I wonder what she would think if she knew just how strongly we bonded. As soon as we entered his home he asked me if I would like to let my hair down. I took my hair out on the ponytail and let it flow over my shoulders. He asked me if I would like to try on some sexy feminine underwear that he had handy. I was thrilled when he showed me some very sexy women undergarments. I undressed in front of him and put on the panties, nylons and heels. There was no question about me sucking him off, his cock didn't have foreskin, but it was even bigger than my boyfriend's. I sucked him off several times that day. When it was bedtime we stripped off and got in bed together. He asked me if he could fuck my ass, and I assured him that I would be upset if he didn't fuck me the rest of the weekend. I think he was mildly surprised that I could take his cock while a mix of grunt of satisfaction, but also sighs of pleasure. He did fuck me several times the next day. After the marriage even my mother couldn't ignore his attraction to me. There were times he would get out of their bed and come to mine. I would suck his cock after he had fucked Mom. I could tell if he had fucked her pussy or ass. She had to come to grips with him using both of us, or lose him. When she accepted that she would have to share her husband with me, he would even come into my room and fuck my ass while mother was pretending to sleep in their bed. One evening he took me to a bar while Mom was visiting relatives out of town. I would find out that the bar he took me to was located beyond the city limits, and out of the jurisdiction of the local police. As long as there were no complaints the State Police ignored the place. It turned out to be frequented by truck drivers and outlaw bikers. When we entered the guys were looking at me like a Doberman looks at raw meat. It frightened me the way they studied me. Stepdad put me in a booth and ordered a beer for and a coke for me. My stepdad motioned for a big biker to join us. This guy had a scruffy looking beard, black leathers over jeans. He was sporting a pot belly. My stepdad told me to get under the table and give the biker a blowjob. While under the table the biker pulled out a fat cock and hairy balls. His body smelled of sweaty leather and cigarette smoke. Cum was dripping from my mouth as at least twenty men lined up for a blowjob, but my stepdad also pulled down my pants to expose my sweet little girly ass. I was getting fucked at both ends half of the night. When mother got home she found me in there bed, and her husband was fucking me. She was very upset, but she eventually accepted that he was going to fuck me in her presence before he would fuck her. She didn't even bother complaining. He would even make her suck his cock after he had fucked my ass. I was encouraged to wear sexy ladies underwear around the house. My mother only mildly complained when he made me eat her pussy while he fucked me in the ass. That was how I became a sex slave to any man that wanted me. 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@yahoo.com