Date: Fri, 27 May 2016 19:05:00 +0000 (UTC) From: Wolf Pomo Subject: Story of a Submissive (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, anal, sub. m/mMMM, M/Mmmm DISCLAIMER: Adult Youth, oral, anal, sub. m/mMMM, M/Mmmm 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 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. 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 2016 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@yahoo.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Story of a Submissive By Wolf My story began when I was just a boy. An older cousin that I worshipped showed me how to masturbate, and then showed me how to suck cock. Whenever we were alone we would have sex with each other. When I turned 12-years-old and I was spending the summer at my aunts home, my cousin took me to a party. The party was held at an old abandoned house on the edge of town. We arrived early, and were met by an older man. He was delighted to welcome me to the party with my cousin. He offered me something to drink. I felt so grown up, because an adult had offered me a drink. It was very sweet. It was Southern Comfort mixed with Coca Cola. I had a couple of drinks as other men and teenagers arrived. There was music playing and there was a large screen TV showing pornography. I had never seen a video like that before. It was a bunch of naked men and teens playing with each other. I was fascinated watching the teens sucking cocks, and some of the men actually were fucking the young teenagers in the ass. When I looked around the room a lot of the men and teens were paired up. They were in various stages of undress. The men were jacking off the teens, and some of the teens were jacking off the men. My cousin was sitting on the lap of an older man with a full beard. The man was rather portly. My cousin's pants were open and the man was jacking him off. I felt a little dizzy I made my way to the kitchen to cool off and think about what was going on. The host of the party followed me into the kitchen, and insisted on making me another drink. I took a big swallow and felt my cheeks tingle. I knew I was getting drunk. The man put his arm around my waist and asked me, "Would you like to go someplace and rest?" I felt a little dizzy, "Yes, I feel dizzy." The man said, "Follow me, as he led me to a bedroom. The old bed squeaked and sagged as we sat down on the bed. The room was dark and I wasn't sure if I was totally conscious because I remember the man kissing me on the mouth, but don't remember him taking my shirt off. He was playing with my hairless chest and sucking on my nipples. I watched him unbutton my jeans and rub my crotch, but hardly remember him pulling my pants free of my legs. I think I tried to object when he pulled my underpants off. The next thing I remember was the feeling of the man sucking on my cock like my cousin had done to me. I laid back and enjoyed getting a blowjob from an adult. When I came in his mouth he swallowed all of the cum. Then he lay on top of me and kissed me on the mouth. I felt his big cock poking me in the balls and cock. I lay there wondering if he was going to have me suck him off, but he had other ideas. He reached for a plastic bottle with the letters KY printed on it. He squirted some into his hand and smeared the stuff all over his cock, and then he stuck a greasy finger up my ass. I knew what he was planning to do, I begged him not to do it. He lifted up my legs and placed them on his shoulders as he moved in close. He told me to relax or it would hurt even more. I did my best to relax when I felt the head of his cock pressing against my asshole. I was suddenly sober and tears rolled down the corners of my eyes as his cock spread my asshole. I did my best to suffer my first fucking in silence, but I did make some whimpering sounds. There was nothing to do but endure the pain while he fucked my ass. When he was finished fucking me and had deposited his load of cum in my ass he pulled out. I felt the cool night air on my butt. He got up and left the room. I lay there trying to recover as my asshole throbbed. I was close to drifting off in a drunken stopper when as shadowy form appeared at the open door. My first instinct was to try and cover up my naked body, the bare mattress didn't even have a sheet on it. The hulking finger approached the bed in long naked strides. Before I could defend myself the man held me down as he mounted the bed. He was a hairy bodied man with a belly that hung over his crotch. When the man mounted my head and stuffed his cock into my mouth his belly was resting on my forehead. I almost choke when his cock touched the back of my throat. He fucked my mouth until I swallow his cum. While I was still being pinned to the mattress by the man I felt someone preparing to fuck my ass again. Then the man that had fucked my mouth dismounted I saw that there were a lot of teenagers and men standing around the bed. They were extoling the man mounting my ass to fuck me good. At least the cum in my asshole lubed my hole. It still hurt being fucked in the ass by a fat dicked adult. The people standing around the bed were jacking each other off. My cousin was by the bed with that fat man behind him. It was obvious that the man was sticking his cock in my cousin's ass. He leaned over the bed supporting himself on his hands while the man fucked him. A couple of teens that were jacking off squirted cum all over my body. Another teenager leaned over and sucked my cock while he was being fucked in the ass by an old potbellied man. That day I was fucked by every adult and teenager there. It scared me that I enjoyed it so damned much. When I got home I soaked in the bathtub until my skin pruned and the water turned cold. I avoided my cousin after that. The years passed, and I did my best to live the normal life. I participated in sports while in high school, went to college and got a business degree. I even married a nice respectable girl and had two children. I did love them, and was there for them when they went on school field trips and when my daughter participated in swimming competition. I was a leader when my son joined Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts. As the years passed I found it harder to sleep. I would be laying there next to my wife and smell her pussy, but it didn't turn me on. I was thinking about having rough sex with burley men. One night I was driving home and had to make a detour because of an accident, and drove past a seedy bar. While stuck in traffic I sat there and witnessed the patrons of the bar. I wouldn't have given it a second look normally, but sitting there looking at the taillights of the cars in front of me there was nothing to do but look at the traffic on the sidewalk. There was no doubt that it was a gay bar by the kind of men entering the door. There was something about the way they dressed and clung to each other as they made their way in and out of the bar. For several nights I dreamed about one of those men using me like I had been as a youth. One evening I called my wife and gave her the excuse that I was working late, and stopped off at that bar. I sat down at the end of the bar and ordered a beer. I sat there looking around at the patrons. It smelled of cigarette smoke and booze. The mirror behind the bar allowed me to survey the room without being obvious about checking out the talent. It was obvious that the locals were also checking out the new meat. The swishy queens didn't turn me on at all. The guys trying to look tough in motorcycle leathers didn't float my boat either. There were also a few men dressed in business suits. One of these men caught my eye. He had almost white hair and a smartly trimmed beard. He had an air about him that exuded leadership. I figured he was the boss of many men. I turned to look directly at him, and lifted my glass of beer to him. He smiled and motioned for me to join him in his booth. As I approached his booth he stood up, and it was obvious that he was at least six-foot four. He was obviously heaver that he had been in his youth, but he was not fat. He held out his hand to shake my hand with a firm grip. He greeted me with, "I have never seen you in here before." I responded, "This is my first time." He asked, "You do know what kind of bar this is?" "I'm well aware of the kind of bar this is." "Then I take it you are looking for a date?" I must have blushed, "Yes!" The man smiled, "I take it that you are a married man, and haven't had sex with a man in some time." I wondered how he could tell so much about me. "How can't you tell?" "I have met a lot of men just like you. You are the perfect husband, in charge all of the time, but at some point in your past you had a sexual relationship with an older man that dominated you. You have started dreaming about being used again!" I simply nodded. He placed a hand on my lap behind the table and squeezed my cock. I had a boner that defied being bent. He whispered in my ear, ""I take it you don't have much time, so why don't you come home with me. I can bring you back to get your car." He led me to the parking lot in back of the bar and opened the door for me. He was driving Volvo sedan. I wouldn't have thought that would be his car of choice. It didn't take long to get to his condo. He opened the door for me and offered me a drink. While we were drinking he suggested that it might help me if he gave me an enema before we do anything. I had never dreamed about allowing a man to give me an enema, but it did give me a hard-on, that was obvious by the way my pants tented up. I agreed, so he led me to his bedroom where we undressed. He even had two valet chairs for us to hand our clothes on. I sat down to remove my shoes and socks first. Then I stood up while removing my coat, shirt, pants, and underwear. He led me by my cock to his bathroom. He had me drape myself over the rim of his bathtub while he got out an enema bottle and filled it with lukewarm water. He used some Vaseline to lubricate my asshole. Then he inserted the nozzle into my ass, and unclipped the tube clamp. I felt my colon fill with at least a quart of warm water. Just the same as the water made its way to my upper colon it felt cold as my belly rested on the porcelain rim of the tub. There eventually came a point where it felt painful to hold the water in. The man insisted that I hold it until the bottle was empty. It was almost torture holding the water in, while he pulled the nozzle out of my ass. He helped me stand up and move to the toilet. When I sat down it was an explosive evacuation. Water splashed up wetting my butt. The stink was instant. The man flushed the toilet, and washed my butt, before insisting on repeating the process to be sure my colon was clean. The second time the water was barley a little yellow when he flushed it. He cleaned my ass and dried it before leading me back to the bedroom. His bed was not what I would have expected. It was queen sized with baby blue satin sheets and pillow cases. We could have slipped off of the bed any time, and they were cool to the touch. Just the same it was obvious that he was in charge. He jacked me off, while he made me suck his cock. He had one of the longest cocks I had ever seen and it was un-cut. I peeled back the foreskin and admired his wet knob. It reminded me about the first time that old man had sat on my chest and stuffed his cock into my mouth. I loved the smell of male flesh. He had no intention of cumming in my mouth though. He did masturbate me until I was about to cum, then he bend down and took my cock into his mouth and sucked me off, so that he could swallow my cum. When he lifted his head he still had cum in his mouth as he kissed me. He share my cum with me. The taste of cum was a vivid memory. While I recovered we talked about how I had been introduced to gay sex. I told him about my cousin and the party he had taken me to in some detail. But eventually he got around to discussions of fucking me. I wondered how this man planed on fucking me. I expected he would fuck me doggie style, but he made me lay on my back. He had me curl up in a ball so that my legs were almost resting with my knees near my ears. The man greased up his cock and my asshole with KY before she mounted me like I was a woman. He fucked me hard and fast. He did jack me off while fucking me. I even squirted a few drops of cum before he grunted and squirted his load into my ass. Afterwards I cleaned up and got dressed, my host put on casual clothes and drove me back to my car. He gave me his business card, and assured me that I could call him anytime I wanted to party again. I went home and thought about nothing else for a few days. I could actually feel his long cock in my ass, and it gave me a boner just thinking about it. Eventually I had to do something about my sexual desire. I told my wife that I had to go out of town on business for a weekend before I called the man. He was thrilled to hear from me and assured me that he would be happy to host me for a weekend. Friday after work I drove directly to his house. When I rang his doorbell it only took a couple of minutes before the door opened and I was greeted by the man wearing only a silk Japanese Kimono. He hugged and kissed me, before leading me into the family room. I was stunned to see at least six men lounging around in there. I had not seen my cousin for twenty years, but I recognized him immediately. He was the first one to stand up to welcome me. He approached me and hugged me. I turned to my host and asked how he found my cousin, and the host told me that he contacted a couple of friends in his home town to find out if they knew your cousin. In the gay community men that are into domination and submissive sex tend to know each other. My friends knew your cousin well. My cousin had turned to a white haired and bearded older man and asked me if I remembered the man that had sat on my chest and fucked my mouth. The old man stood up and approached me. He hugged and kissed me. Then my cousin asked me if I remembered the boy that had sucked my cock while we were being fucked. A man about my age stood up and approached me. He hugged and kissed me too. Two of the other men were older, and they turned out to be the men that had been fucking my cousin and the teenager. The last person there was far too young to have been at that party. My cousin held out his hand, and the youth stood up and approached us. My cousin said, "Let me introduce you to your first cousin once removed. This is Johnny, my son. We embraced and kissed. I couldn't believe that my cousin had introduced his son to gay sex. The host positioned a coffee table in the middle of the room. It had a thick glass top that was more than adequate to support the weight of a lot of adult men. The men standing around me stripped me of my clothes quickly and placed me on my back on top of the table. I watched the man that had been the first to fuck my ass at that party lubricate his cock and lift my legs to get access to my butt again. The man that had fucked my mouth back then straddled my head and stuck his cock in my mouth. I watched as the rest of the man undressed and gathered around the table to take their turn using me. My cousin's son, Johnny, mounted me for a pleasant 69 while his father was fucking my ass another man was fucking Johnny's ass. Later that evening I got together with Johnny. I really enjoyed licking his hairless asshole. It was a thrill to fuck him in the ass too. During a lull in the action while we ate and rested I got to talk to my cousin. I asked my cousin, John about how he was able to keep his sexual activities from his waif. He chuckled, and told me that his wife knew all about his sexual activities. I asked him to explain what he meant. John told me that he had selected his wife because she understood his sexual desires and was willing to allow him to indulge in his fetish; all she wanted was to watch him having sex with other men. She likes to masturbate while watching me fucking our son. I knew that my wife would never accept my having sex with other men, and especially our son, but I knew my life had been changed forever. When I returned home my wife recognized that there had been a change in me. We became estranged and eventually she asked for a divorce, which I agreed to without question. I sought out my cousin and we became very close again. When I visited him it was exciting to have him fuck my ass while his wife sat in a chair masturbating her pussy. I would sleep with Johnny on those occasions. I learned that having sex with a teenager was thrilling. I asked Johnny to introduce me to his young friends. Johnny had a little group of teenagers that were happy to have sex with older men like me. I truly loved having these sweet young boys licking my hairy asshole before they fucked me. I found that I had a strong desire to have sex with pre- pubescent boys. 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