Date: Fri, 16 Jan 2009 23:06:34 -0500 From: Wolf Subject: Motel Slut (gay/adult you, b/MMM...) 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 deceitful 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. Motel Slut By Wolf I was no stranger to male sex the day I visited the Motel located on the State Highway. I had been raised by my father. I never knew my mother; she had run off with another man before I was out of dippers. Two guys living alone, there was no modesty. Dad paraded around naked all of the time. We slept together and sex became a part of our life. It started with me playing with his cock. He didn't stop me, and it progressed from there. I found I was attracted to cocks. I was seeking out boys that like to have their cocks sucked before I started school. There was no problem finding guys to suck, after the word got around that I liked cocks. Teenagers would seek me out and offer me money and other favors if I serviced them. When I was 9-years old a couple of teenagers that I was suck cocks for were talking about the motel on the State Highway. They were saying that the only customers it had were men because it was a gay motel. They said that they had heard that the place was full of men that lied to have sex with boys. Now that really got my attention. I thought about it for days. I wondered how I could find out if the stories were true. One of the things I was told was that they had a game room where there were pool tables and arcade games. I figured that if I played the arcade games I could find out if there was any truth to the stories. One afternoon I walked I walked to the highway, dressed in shorts, sneakers and a "Pokemon" T-shirt. I had to work up the nerve to enter the recreation room. I deliberately avoided the office, in case they would chase off an unregistered youth. When I entered the room I stood there for a moment looking around. The room was empty at the time. I saw the one pool table, several arcade games lined up against a wall. There was Packman, Pinball machines. I moved to the packman machine and dough a couple of quarters out of my pocket and started playing the packman game. I finally noticed the stench of stale cigarette smoke in the room. After a game I picked up a pool cue and started playing a little eight ball by myself. While I was playing a man walked in. He actually seemed surprised to see me there. He started talking to me. He wanted to know if I was there by myself. When I told him "Yeah" he asked me if I would like to see something he had in his room. I was all for it. I was hoping what he had in there, was a man's cock. He led me to room B-1. He opened it up and we entered the room. It was a clean room a little larger than a normal bedroom. It had a large bed with a couple of end tables and a television actually attached to the wall. Obviously they did that to prevent theft. The only other door I could see must have been a bathroom. I could smell the disinfectant coming from under the door. The man was looking me over like I was his favorite dinner. He told me that I had a cute figure and how much he liked boys with hair as long as mine. He said my lips looked look so puffy, he wanted to kiss them. He complemented me for having a sweet little bulbuls butt. He was feeling my ass. When I didn't protest he dropped his pants and underwear. He had a half hard-on. It was starting to come to life. He had a lot of pubic hair on his pubic area and down his legs. His scrotum was swinging between his legs with dark hairs all over the sack. I never took my eyes off his cock as it became fully erect. The man kissed me on the mouth and then placed his hands on my shoulders and forced me to my knees. When I was eye level with that stiff cock I took hold of it and guided it to my mouth. I sucked on his cock until he wrapped both hands around the back of my head and shoved his cock down my throat, so that I had to swallow his cum. While I was still sucking on his cock there was a knock at the door. The guy pulled his cock out on my mouth. His pants were around his knees so he had to waddle to the door to answer it. I was shocked that he would answer the door with his cock exposed. There were two black men at the door. It was obvious they did not expect to see a youngster in his room. When they entered the room they both opened their pants to expose cocks worthy of a horse. They asked me if I wanted to have sex with both of them at the same time. I could not believe I had stumbled into a horny gay boys dream. Here I was in a place that was full of randy men. I was happy to take the largest cock in my mouth while the other guy pulled my shorts down along with my underwear so that he could spit on my asshole. I had already been fucked in the ass by my father, but this thing, made my father's cock look like a child's dick. While they were using me I was jacking off the first guy. Before they were finished I got to taste all of their cum and they had all fucked my ass. It was dark by the time I pulled up my shorts and waddled home. After that incident I visited the motel regularly. One evening, I was heading my normal route towards the motel, a car stopped parallel to the curb. The guy asked me if I needed a ride. I told him that I was headed for the motel on the highway. He told me he lived there. He opened the passenger door for me, so I got in. As we were headed in that direction he told me his name was Jim. He told me that he had thought I was a girl from behind, at first. I told him that I got that a lot. He smiled at me, and I noticed he was sporting a noticeable bulge in his pants. He asked me, "Do you know what kind of a motel that is?" I smiled shyly at him, without answering. I was hoping he would get the message. Boy did he! She told me he wanted to show me his room and a nice surprise. He parked the car in front of room A-3. When he opened the door I was well acquainted with the appointment of the rooms. But because he was a permanent resident he had a wardrobe closet. It turned out he had an extensive costume collection. He selected several items he figured were my size. The first item he wanted me to put on was tight little pink panties with white lace on the legs holes. I asked him who they were for and he said they were for me. While I was shedding my cut-offs shorts he was continuing to select items for me. While I was pulling up the pink panties up over my round butt, he was laying out the rest of the costume. There was no doubt what he wanted me to look like. There were white knee socks, black "Mary- Jane's" shoes, a short gray and blue plaid skirt, white blouse, that had a lace trimmed collar and a gray neck-tie. The idea of dressing up like a school girl turned me on. At least I didn't need a wig. It was easy to put a blue hair ribbon around the head so that my bangs showed. By the time I was dressed up he had on a little eye makeup and pink lipstick. He stood back and admired how much I looked like Catholic a school girl. He led me towards the bedroom. I thought I was about to get laid, but instead he led me through a glass sliding door to a patio where a number of men were standing around barbecuing meat and drinking a variety of mixed drinks. They were all dressed casually. A couple of them were in skimpy bathing- suits and lounging around a pool. A number of them were dancing with each other. There was a lot of kissing and feeling of each other going on. I was embarrassed at being seen dressed like a school-girl. That changed very quickly enough when I saw that I was quickly the center of attraction. There were men standing around me. I could not even count the number of hands feeling up my ass. Men were practically standing in line to kiss me. I was in a gay boy's heaven. Cocks were produced for me to suck on. I drank enough cum to fill a beer mug. When the party was getting into full orgy swing, my host led me back to his bedroom and closed the door. My blouse and pleated skirt was a bit rumpled and cum splattered. It did not matter because he saw to it that I was stripped down to my lace panties in no time. He placed me on the bed on my back. I watched him remove all of his clothes. He was a nice looking man. I suspect that he was about 35- years old. He had a walrus mustache that turned me on when he kissed me. His body had just the right amount of hair to be sexy. His chest had some hair between his picks. The tummy was not ripped like a weight lifter but it was flat, and so was his ass. His un-cut cock was pure eye candy. He mounted me in a 69 so that we could suck each other. He only wanted to do that long enough to be sure we were both fully aroused. What he wanted to do next was fuck me. He placed me in the missionary position and placed my heels on his shoulders. He pulled the panties aside to expose my little pink opening. I watched him pull back the foreskin to expose the wet mushroom head. My ass was stretched to the limit as he forced it into my ass. He fucked me until he was sweating all over my face. I felt him jerk and knew he was squirting cum into my ass. He allowed me to shower and get dressed before he drove me home to meet my father. When he talked to me afterwards he decided I would like to meet some of his friends I had never met. He made arrangement over the phone for us to visit them. It was a Saturday evening when Dad drove us to the home of his friend's. It was located in the projects. It was enough to make me nervous; I had only seen bad news about what went on in the projects on the news. Turns out he wanted to find out how I would deal with five tough black guys. We parked the car in front of an outdoor basketball court. It was a makeup game. Dad watched as we played 3 on 3. As the game progressed I felt hands all over my ass. More than a few time I felt big paws groping my crotch. There was no way I was able to play against guys that large. They were mush taller and they probably outweighed me by 100-pounds. I was being knocked around with ease. They were all wearing sweat-suits like professional basketball players wear. All of them were sporting bulges down the legs of their sweat pants. Amazingly, they were not even hard yet. The only reason my side was in the game was because we had the four player team. I had been grouped so much I had a boner making the front of my shorts stick straight out. After the game was over, the seven of us headed to the apartment of one of the guys. As soon as we closed the door the five guys did an NBA move and pulled the sweats off in one jerk. The sides must have been held together with Velcro. Just as I had thought they didn't even have jock- straps on. They were fully erect by that time. All of their cocks were cut, but they all looked like black youth baseball bats to me. As intrigued as I was by the size of their cocks they frightened me. I was blushing like a school girl. When I looked for my dad I saw that he had also removed his pants and was stroking up a hard one. When the five guys noticed I was still dressed they got a little rough with me. They ripped my shorts off of me and pulled my T-shirt over my head by grabbing the shoulders of the shirt and dropped me out like shaking potatoes out of a bag. When I was naked they forced me to my knees. I sucked five cocks and got five big cocks up my as that evening. Before we left the apartment four other occupants of the complex used my mouth and ass. When it was all over my shorts were past repairing, to put back on. I was forced to stretching my T-shirt down past my ass to walk back to the car. The drive home I was sucking dad's cock all of the way. I had to shower before going to bed with dad. I was wondering what was in store for me next. 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