Date: Wed, 25 Nov 2009 12:57:55 -0500 From: whitewold999@icqmail.com Subject: Passions of Jerry (gay/beginnings, oral, anal, b/mm) 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 distasteful 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. Passions of Jerry By Wolf I was always fascinated by men's cocks. We lived on a farm and I found my brother's stash of gay porn. I studied every picture very carefully. They were glossy pictures of boys suck men's cocks. I would hide in the barn and get totally naked and study them while jacking off. I was 9-years-old when my 14-year-old brother, Wayne, and his buddy, Lyman, caught me naked in the barn jacking off while looking at his collection of pictures. Wayne said, "Its okay for you to look at my pictures as long as you pay the price. Come on Jerry suck my cock. There was not much I could do to prevent them from having their way with me. They were much bigger than me. The two of them took out their cocks and jacked off in front of me. Lyman urged me to touch his cock. I did and thrilled at the feeling of it throbbing in my hand. It did not take any encouragement on their part to inspire me to suck their cocks until they came in my mouth. After the first time I was hooked on cock sucking. I would actually seek them out and ask them if they wanted me to suck their cocks. Wayne made it a habit of making me suck his cock every night after that too. When Lyman was around I would take his cock in my mouth and would suck him dry and begged for more. I became a cock hound after that. I would make it a habit of hitchhiking on the highway in hopes of being picked up by men that were looking for a blowjob. I found it strange that there was such a variety of men looking for boys to give them blowjobs. There were old gray haired men that picked me up, men that were dressed in business suits and even men driving family SUV's with children's toys in the back. I didn't refuse any of them. There were men with cocks that were no longer than three inches and skinny men with cocks that looked like Billy Clubs. There were cut ones that bent to one side and monsters with foreskin like a fire hose. There was no way I could keep that up for long before a man would insist that he wanted to fuck my ass. I am submissive by nature but I feared the pain of a man sticking his cock in my asshole. The man had pushed his car seat back as far as it would go and had fucked my mouth for awhile. He told me to get it good and wet. I made sure I left plenty of saliva all over his cock. While I was sucking he reached under me and unfastened my pants. He pulled my cock out and played with it. He pulled my pants down my legs along with my underwear. He ran his hand all over my ass. He stuck his finger in his mouth before probing my asshole. That frightened me, because I knew what he wanted to do next. He eventually picked me up bodily and sat me right on top of his cock. I could not believe it when my asshole reluctantly spread open and my body slid down the shaft. He kept his hands under my ass so that he could lift me up and let me drop back down on his cock. He started humping my bottom. I can't deny that it hurt. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. When he came in my ass I felt just how much easier for his cock to slide in and out. When he allowed me to get off of his cock cum was dripping out of my asshole. He gave me a handful of tissue to wipe my ass with. I even stuffed some up my ass before pulling my underwear up. I pulled up my pants and fastened them. I waddled home very slowly that night. After that I did not turned down any mans desire for ass. One evening when I was hitching a ride on the highway a car pulled over and when I saw the driver I almost panicked. It was a man I knew. He lived close to our farm and went to the same church. His name was John Crawley. He insisted that I get in the car. As I sat in the passenger seat of his car, he reached across me and pulled the seatbelt across my body and buckled it. Before he withdrew his hand he brushed the crotch of my pants. The mere touch of his hand caused my dick to spring to life. I was embarrassed by the reaction of my dick. John told me, "I heard about you from a friend. If you like we can go to my home and have a good time." I grabbed his hand and held it against the crotch of my pants. "I take that as an affirmative!" I nodded my head as he sat back in my seat. He drove us straight to his place. I had seen him many time in church and thought he was a very handsome man. I had never suspected that he would be interested in gay sex. He was a middle aged man with short cropped gray hair. He had a medium build and looked fit. The idea that we were heading to his place to have sex had my heart pounding. When we entered his home I checked out what it looked like. It was not that much different from my parents home. It just did not have things like a woman would have like family pictures and coasted on tables or doilies on the backs and arms of furniture. John sat down in what was obviously his favorite chair. He pulled me down onto his lap. His rested his hand on my bare knee while he kissed me on the mouth. I liked to course the street in loose legged shorts and silk shirt. When men were feeling me up the thing silk shirt was like having nothing on when their hands felt my chest. The shorts allowed them to slide a hand up to my crotch and find out that I didn't have underwear. I knew that it would not be long before John would slip his hand up my thigh. My dick was already at full erection. It was thrilling for me to feel the way John was playing with me. While he was kissing me he was reaching around my body so that he could feel my tit. The hand on my knee slid up my smooth thigh. I felt the back of his fingers bump into my scrotum. My dick danced to the touch of his hand. I almost climaxed when he wrapped his strong fingers around my dick. John fumbled with the buttons on my shirt until all of them were unfastened. He slipped the shirt off of my shoulders. He lowered his head and started licking my nipples before he started sucking on one. When he pulled his hand out of the leg of my shorts I regretted the absence of his hand. I wanted to put his hand back up the leg of my shorts but thought better of it when he started unbuckling my belt. I wanted to help him but he would have none of that. He wanted to undress me himself. When he unzipped the fly my dick sprang out of the opening. John took hold of me and started jacking me off. He went so far as to suck my dick while taking my shoes and socks off. I was totally naked after he pulled the shorts off. He felt every inch of my body before picking me up and standing up. He placed me on the warm spot he had just vacated. I sat there watching him remove his clothes. It was not often I got to watch a man disrobe before sucking their cocks. He had a good figure. His muscles were not overly developed. The biggest difference between him and younger men was the amount of body hair covering him. By the time he was naked I was mesmerized by the sight of his cock. He had a thick boner sticking out in front of his body. The scrotum was dangling between his legs. When he approached me I could smell him. It was as if he had been wearing the same shorts for a few days without bathing. I opened my mouth so that he could guide it into my mouth. I just loved the feeling of that thick cock entering my mouth. I ran my hand up the inside of his leg until I was holding his balls. John was holding my head and pulling my head back and forth. He was just getting started when he suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth. I tried to follow it and get it back in my mouth. He would not let me. He picked me up and draped me face down across the overstuffed arm of the leather chair. I knew what was coming and I was puckering my asshole in anticipation. He picked up a tube of KY lubricant and squeezed some all over his cock. I felt him drizzle some on my asshole. It felt cold until he placed his finger on my asshole and rubbed it all over the opening of my ass. He stepped up and placed the head of his cock against my asshole. He placed his hands on my shoulders and started pulling me backwards while pushing his hips forward. His cock had some resistance from my sphincter at first. By the time he got the knob past my sphincter the rest slid in smoothly. I can't even describe how satisfying it was to feel him fucking my ass. We were both sweating by the time he rammed his hips against my butt and held it there while he came in my ass. When he was done and pulled his cock out of my ass I didn't even a thought to the cum dripping out of my ass. I knelt on the floor in front of him and licked his cock clean of his own cum. I was one happy boy when he cleaned me up and took me home. The only one to notice the way I was waddling and the greasy spot on my shorts was Wayne. He made me tell him all about it and give him a blowjob before we went to bed. I became John's sex toy until I went away to college. I did hear that he got caught soliciting a young boy while I was in college. I was the perfect slut at college. I developed into a very submissive bottom whore. 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 whitewold999@icqmail.com