Date: Thu, 09 Jun 2011 01:07:17 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Rob and the Chub (gay/adult youth, oral, b/b, b/M)

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acts of boy's discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex
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                             Rob and the Chub
                                   By
                                  Wolf

	My first sexual encounter with an adult was when I was 12-years-
old.  I had started playing with other boys' penises for several years.  I
think a cousin that was a few years older than me was the first to show me
how to masturbate myself and him.  I did love having other guys jack me
off.  Most of them were close to my age.  I was a skinny kid with blond
hair and glasses.  Then one day while I was playing in the tree of a
neighbor a man invited me into his house.

	To tell the truth I suspected that he wanted us to masturbate each
other.  I followed him into his house.  In some ways I was honored that an
adult wanted to play with my dick.  He offered me a soft drink, while he
opened a beer.  He led me on a tour of his home, and the last room he
showed me was his bedroom.  While we were approaching his bed, he
placed his hand right on the crotch of my pants.  When I didn't resist, he
whispered in my ear, "Take off all of your clothes, son!"

	While I was taking off my clothes, he was taking off his clothes,
too.  I was fascinated by the sight of my first naked man.  He had brown
hair all over his body.  He was a portly man.  He almost had tits that were
covered with dark body hair.  When I saw his backside I saw that his back
was covered with body hair too.  The hair on his butt looked like it was
combed towards his ass crack.  When he faced me, I saw that he had a
thick patch of pubic hair above his cock.  As for his cock, it was no longer
than mine but it was a dark brown color with a thick foreskin that made his
cock look like a giant earthworm.  I found it almost funny that with all of
the hair on his body that he had almost more hair growing out of his ears
than on top of his head.  He complimented me about my body.

	I would have to say that I was rather shy about displaying my
naked body.  I was only about five-feet two and a skinny kid.  My skin
was as smooth as a baby's butt though.  There was no body hair other than
a little pubic hair above my dick and under my arms.  As the man placed
me on his bed and lay down next to me, he kissed me.

	I had never been kissed by anyone, boy or girl like he kissed me.
He was sticking his tongue into my mouth and sucking on my tongue.
While he was breathing through his nose, I could smell the beer he had
drunk.  When he started running his hands all over my body. It thrilled me.
I started running my hand down his hairy body.  I marveled at the feel of a
hairy tit.  Hell...his tits were as large as almost every 12-year-old girl I
knew.  I ran my hand over his big round belly.  I couldn't even see his
cock because of his belly.  I felt all of that wiry pubic hair until the back of
my fingers felt his cock.  I wrapped my hand around the fat shaft.  As I
ran my index finger over the top of the foreskin I felt a drop of pre-cum.  I
moved the slippery stuff between my forefinger and thumb.  I pulled my
hand back up to my face, so that I could smell it and taste it.

	I could smell that male musky odor on my fingers.  I couldn't
detect much of a taste of his pre-cum.  As I returned my hand to grasp his
cock, I felt him take hold of my cock at the same time his other hand was
slipped under my body, and I felt his fingers seeking out the crack of my
ass.  No one had ever touched my asshole before.  My little dick started
jerking wildly, as his index finger sought out and found my asshole.  At
one point he picked me up and turned me around, so that I could lie on top
of his round belly.  He sucked on my cock and balls for me, and I sucked
on his cock too.  I didn't care for all the hair that got into my mouth.  He
even had scraggly hairs all over his big balls.  He stopped short of squirting
cum in my mouth, after all some of my friends were not shy about
cumming in my mouth.

	He was very sweet to me.  He was always asking me if it hurt, or if
I liked it.  At that point I had no idea what anal sex was all about.  He
asked, "Have you ever had anal sex before?"

	I knew what anal meant, but I had never heard anyone include that
word with sex.  I said, "I don't think so!"

	He chuckled, because my response must have been funny to him.
He turned our bodies over and crotched over my body.  He resumed
sucking my cock while reaching up between my legs, so that he could stick
his index finger into my asshole.   Slowly he pushed his entire finger into
my asshole, until I could feel his fist pressing against my butt.  He started
finger-fucking me while he continued sucking my cock.  I found it strange.
The finger-fucking made me cum in his mouth fast enough.  It was all
strange to me, but it did feel good.  I let him continue to finger fuck me.
He eventually pulled his finger out, while he was swallowing my cum.
Then he stuck two fingers back into my asshole, and started finger-fucking
me again.  He was still sucking my cock.  I was surprised when I came for
a second time.  I don't think he got much cum though.

	This time when he withdrew his fingers, he squirted some sort of
lubricant up my asshole.  He lifted my legs and placed his cock against my
ass.  That was when I realized what he was about to do.  I have to admit
that it frightened me.  I knew his cock was much fatter than mine.  My
sphincter clamped shut tightly.

	He saw what happened and whispered, "Relax...if you resist it will
hurt.  If you relax it will feel pretty good."

	I did everything in my power to relax my asshole, as he entered me
slowly.  I have to admit that it hurt a bit.  I had to fight clamping my
sphincter shut.  When he got it all the way into me, it did feel pretty good.
He paused and bent over and kissed me on the mouth before he started
fucking me with long slow thrusts.  When I started moaning with pure
pleasure, he started fucking me harder and faster.  His breathing became
more ragged as he fucked me.  The only way I could tell he had cum in me
was when he stopped moving and gripped my thighs with a firm grip.

	He eventually let me lower my legs down on either side of his
body, so that he could lie on top of me.  I couldn't believe how sweaty his
body was.  He kissed me tenderly, and told me, "You have the sweetest
ass I have ever fucked.  I love you very much!" and kissed me again.

	The thing that stuck with me the most was the fact that I had lost
my cherry to an older man.  It delighted me that I had pleased him so
much.  We lounged around naked for awhile before he fucked me a
second time.  I rinsed off some of his sweat before getting dressed and
went home.  I didn't want to go home smelling of strange soap or the
sweat of a man all over my body.

	My mind was aflame, and I couldn't go to sleep that night.  I
jacked off at least six times, and I barely got to school on time.  I was so
distracted that my teacher commented on my daydreaming.  All I could
think about was sex.  On the way home I passed his house.  He invited me
in to his home again, and I followed him into the house.  That was the start
of a year long relationship.  I admired what he taught me about sex, of
course.  He was very affectionate towards me.  I just started thinking
about younger men that were better looking.  In time I started hungering
for pre-pubescent boys.




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