Date: Wed, 10 Dec 2008 02:00:55 -0500 From: Wolf Subject: Terry and Older Men (gay/adult youth, b/M) 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 2008 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Terry and Older Men By Wolf It was a big adventure when I was allowed to go to the cinema on my own shortly after my eleventh birthday. I was under five-feet tall at the time, brown hair and eyes. My friends called me a pretty boy. Normally my parents let me go to the weekend matinees, but this late afternoon during the middle of the week I had permission from my parents to see an old movie at our Oxford cinema. It was a minor cult movie that only people that were interested in the old Sci-Fi genre would care to see. Unlike many boys my age I didn't like to sit down front. I preferred to sit far enough back to hear the speakers on the left and right. The sun was up when I entered the theater that evening. I had arrived early, and the house lights were bright. There were very few people there on a Wednesday evening, so I could sit just about any place I wanted. When I entered the theater, I went to the left side, out of habit. I walked down the isle about half way, and moved across the row right to the middle of the theater. I sat down to wait until the movie started. Like all 11-year olds, I had very little patience. I was relived when the house lights went down, and the curtain started to pull back to reveal the screen. The projector was already showing the reminder about the treats in the lobby. There were the obligatory movie trailers about coming movies that seamed like they would never end. Finally the Distributing production company logo of Lyon Studios came on the screen. The movie was an old black and white movie that was very dark most of the time. I was watching the movie, and hardly noticed when a man moved down my row, and sat down just to the right of me. At one point the man leaned close to me and asked, "Would you like a chocolate bar?" Of course I had a sweet tooth. I said, "Yes!" He said, "Well, reach in my pocket and help yourself!" I reached in his pants without thinking about it. The only thing I felt was the shape of a thick hard cock. Before I could withdraw my hand, he grabbed my arm and held my arm in place. While my hand was in his pocket, I went ahead and felt his cock. I found it exciting to be doing something so naughty and forbidden. His cock felt large. I had seen my father's cock before, so I was comparing his cock to this guy's. If my father's cock was average his was very large. When the screen was brighter, I could make out that the guy was average looking, slim man, in his mid- twenties. I was squeezing his cock gently. The movie was almost over, and I had seen it before, so when he suggested that we leave early I was willing. When we exited the cinema it was dark. We walked in the general direction of my home. When we came to a barn on the outskirts of town he entered it, and I followed him in. There were a large number of bails of hay stacked against the far wall. The man approached a lone bail of hay. When he was in front of it, he pulled down his pants. He did not have any underwear on. I was looking right at his cock, as he stood in front of me. He told me to have a seat on the bail of hay. "Now just watch." He stood there in front of me wanking his huge cock, with his right hand. He stopped short of climaxing, and told me, "Take off your pants and underpants." I didn't even question his command. I just unfastened my pants and pulled them down along with my underpants, while he continued squeezing his cock. I learned later what was appearing and dripping from the end of his cock was pre-cum. He breathing was getting harsh and his voice got deeper as he told me, "I want you to lay across the bail of hay, and hold your bum cheeks apart." I was scared to death that he was doing to stick that thing in my bum. I did as he demanded, just the same. I felt him slide his cock up and down the crack of my ass. It felt exciting when it rubbed past my asshole. Then I felt warm cum squirt up the crack of my ass, and then run down to the small of my back. The man picked up a handful of straw, and wiped my back. We pulled up our pants, before we headed in different directions. We agreed to meet again the next night. We did almost the same thing the next time. I jacked him off for awhile before he draped me over the bail of hay, and rubbed his cock between the crack of my ass until he came. Then rubbed his cum into my asshole, and rubbed the cum all over my balls and dick. We got together a total of five times before I lost contact with him. I never found out why I never saw him again. I never had the nerve to approach any classmates or older men about the sexual desires I had. I just wanked myself off a couple of times a day. The lack of success finding another man did not stop me from looking for another man at the cinema. You could say I was groomed for my next encounter. When I was 15-years old, I met an older gentleman at work. We talked a lot at work about a variety to topics for months before the subject of sex came up. When he asked me if I had ever had sex with a man, I admitted that I had. I even told him about what we had done. When he told me that he would like to suck my cock I agreed to let him do it. He asked me to accompany him home. When we arrived at his flat we took our clothes off and he knelt in front of me and sucked my cock. He would not let me cum in his mouth though. He took my cock out of his mouth and aimed my cock at my own belly when I started to cum. When I finished squirting cum on myself he rubbed it all over my skin. Then we changed places and I sucked his cock. This guy had a long un-cut cock. It was not anywhere as thick as my first man. His helmet was small under that foreskin. I found that I was able to skin back his foreskin all of the way, to expose the helmet. It was very wet. I loved the feeling of that wet satiny knob in my mouth. He patted me on the top of my head when he was about to cum. I hesitated a little too long because I got a mouth full of warm cum. I had wondered for years what cum would taste like and was pleased to find out that it had very little taste. I decided right then and there that I would be willing to suck cum any time I had the chance. We longed around his flat naked for awhile. I got the chance to get a good look at this older man's body. He was not the athletic type at all. He was not muscular, in fact he was soft looking. He had a plump bum and I told him so. He proudly turned his back to me and bent over and spread his cheeks to show me his asshole. The puckered rosebud was darker than his white skin. It opened up when he spread his ass to allow me to see inside his bowl. He invited me to fuck his ass and I was not about to turn it down. He knelt down on the floor like a museum praying to Mecca. I straddled his hips and aimed my cock at his opening and was thrilled to watch it slide into that dark hole. He was moaning like he was enjoying the feeling of me fucking him. I had never felt anything as good before. I came in his ass far too quickly. I just rested on his hips, enjoying the feeling of my meat sheathed in that tight bowl. I could feel the way his sphincter pulsated with every beat of his heart. It felt so good that I got another hard-on right away. I started fucking him again. It took much longer before I was able to cum again. This time there was very little cum, and it was almost painful when I did climax. 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