Date: Mon, 17 Sep 2018 20:51:52 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Trip to the Zoo (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, anal, m/M) Adult Youth, oral, anal, m/M Author's Note: 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. Copyright 2018 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Trip to the Zoo By Wolf I grew up in the North Park area of San Diego, California. My father had a well-paying job that allow him to purchase a nice home that was built after World War II. I was built in the colonial style and painted battleship gray with whit trim. The running of the home was my mother's job. Our home was just north of Balbo Park. My family enjoyed the park a lot and we even had passes that allowed us visit the zoo any time. Mother and Father were devout Catholics. I went to a strict parochial school that not only required a school uniform. They also insisted on a strict religious instruction. Do to the combined of a strict education and with my parent's supervision I led very sheltered live. Had anyone had ever tried to groom me for gay sex I wouldn't have recognized what they were doing. Boys being boys they made fun of my innocence. I wondered what they were talking about, but didn't ask anyone what they meant. When I was turning twelve years old, I was a red head, freckle faced boy just starting to sprout pubic hair under my arms and above me penis. I was not as tall as my classmates. One summers day I decided to catch a buss by myself to go to the zoo. The bus was pretty full. I paid very little attention to the other passengers. When the bus stopped in front of the entrance to the zoo a lot of people got off with me. I got in line to buy my ticket. There were lots of families in the line and there were groups of men as well. The fact that they were wearing colorful tank tops, cargo shorts, and tennis shoes didn't mean anything to me at all. There was an old man behind me. He was fat with a full white beard and almost bald. He was wearing kaki trousers and Hawaiian print shirt. He offered to buy my ticket, but I assured him that I had a pass. After we got our tickets I headed for the entrance with the old man right behind me. He asked me to show him around the Zoo, and I was happy to show off my knowledge of the park. He reminded me of my grandfatherly. He told me that his name was Bill and asked me question that I was happy to answer. I told him that my name was David. He said that his nephew's name as David too. While I was guiding him through the aviary pointing out the different kinds of birds, he placed hand on my shoulder. It was a fatherly gesture. It felt natural and I accepted it because it was like something my father often did. As we continued our tour through the park we made our way up the sloping hillside passing exhibits it was obvious that the old man was laboring to keep up with me. When we approached a snack stand he offered to buy me a soft drink and shelled peanuts. I thanked him and we sat on a bench to drink our soft drinks before continuing or tour of the zoo. He even bought extra bags of peanuts because we were near the monkey cage. We tossed them peanuts like everyone else was doing. We spent a lot of time watching the antics of the monkeys. They were performing for the spectators like showmen. Some of the males started masturbating. I was a little embarrassed watching them. Then one of the males approached a female and got behind her and started humping her from behind. The big alfa male sitting on the high ground squawked and quickly came bunding off his perch and screamed at the younger male. The younger one disengaged from the female and cowered before the bigger male. He didn't object when the bigger male got behind hm and started humping me. When the bigger male finished and returned to his perch the smaller one joined a group of younger males and made noise to establish his superiority over them. After that we moved on. When we had seen just about everything we agreed it was time to leave, and made our way to the exit. We crossed the street to wait for the bus north. While we waited, he told me that he was a retired sailor and when his nephew used to visit him his nephew like to wear a sailor's uniform that he had bought for him. He told me that he was sure that it would fit me. I was interested in the idea of wearing the uniform. Bill told me that he had seen where I had gotten on the bus and his stop was only couple of stops farther. He told me that I might enjoy trying on the uniform. I accepted his offer, and we got off the bus at his stop. He led me to an apartment house. He offered me another soft drink while he looked for the uniform. I followed him into his bedroom while he pulled out a footlocker from the closet and pulled out a complete Navy uniform. He laid it out on his bed and explained each item of the uniform. He told me that the Navy issues boxer shorts with ties on the hips to hang them up to dry and snug them up as sailors gain or lose weight, white T-shirts were issued as well. The jumper had the bib collar for ease pulling it off if you're in water. The sailors wore pigtail in the old days, and they use pitch to keep them tight and curled up like bull fighters do. The pitch made their collars black, so they started lacing the bib collar on so they could change it. The modern Navy kept the collar for tradition of the bibbed collar. They made the bell bottom trousers so they were easier to remove in water. The thirteen buttons on the front flap represents the first thirteen colonies. The Navy used to wear a wool flat hat with the word Navy on a black ribbon with a knot with ribbons hanging in back. Now they wear a white cotton hap with stiff sides turned up. Sailors call them a Dixie up. He encouraged me try it on. I started taking off my T-shirt and cargo shorts. He encouraged me to try on the boxer shorts too, so I took off my tidy whites as well. I was a little embarrassed standing there with my little penis and wrinkles balls exposed for Bill to see. He comments, "You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You have a nice-looking penis and the red hair is adorable." I grabbed the boxers and pulled them up. Bill snugged up the strings on the hips to make them fit properly. I had never worm underwear with an open fly before and my penis had a boner and peeked out of the fly, and it a cause for additional embarrassment. The white T-shirt came next. It was only a little bigger than ones I normally wear. The bell bottoms were next and getting all of the buttons secured took time. The waist was a little big but Bill used the shoe lase in back to tighten up the pants. The bells covered my shoes completely. He knelt and tuned under the cuffs of the trousers. Then he handed me the jumper. I puled it over my head and buttoned the cuffs. He had a tightly rolled black silk neckerchief. Then he showed me how to roll the hat so that it flared out when it was perched on my head, and placed it about a finger width above my eyebrows. Then he allowed me to look at my reflection in a full-length mirror. I thought I looked pretty good in the uniform. Bill told me that I looked great. He pointed out the chevrons on my left arm were of a Second lass Boatswains Mate and pointed that on the right shoulder sleeve had the name USS Coral Sea CVA-43 on it. He told me that the air craft carrier was a CVA during the war years. There was also a white embroidered E and diver's helmet on the sleeve. He pointed out that the white E was for the ship earning an Excellent rating, and the helmet is the emblem of a Second- Class Diver. He offered me another soft drink and we returned to the front room. While we were drinking the soft drinks, he told me stories about his career onboard the Coral Sea. He told me that when he was a seaman Recruit assigned to the carrier a chief Boatswain Mate had taken him under his wing and treated him like a father. The Chief chose to sleep in the First Division coffee locker rather than the Chief's quarters. After the chief adopted him, he allowed him to sleep with him in the coffee locker because it was cooler than the crew's quarters, besides the first divisions quarters were right under the flight deck catapults. It was very noisy in there. By that time, I had finished my soft drink and needed to pee. I told Bill, "Excuse me Sir I need to pee." Bill said, "I better show you how to unbutton the flap son. He led me to the bathroom and stood behind me as he lifted the toilet seat. Then he took hold of the corner buttons and pushed them away from my body. All of the buttons popped open and the flap folded down like a bib. He said, "Let me give you a hand like my chief did for me." With that he stuck his hand into the fly and took hold of my penis and pulled out my little boner. He pointed it at the toilet bowl. I felt foolish because I couldn't start peeing right way. Bill told me that it was normal, and started milking my penis. Eventually I started peeing. The stream was strong until I was almost finished and it started to dribble. Bill shook my pens and told me I had peed like a man. Then he put my penis back in my shorts and buttoned up the bib. I was embarrassed that he had held my penis and even played with it. When we returned to the front room we sat on the couch together. Bill returned to telling me how his Chief taught him about being a boatswain and taught him how to please an older man. When he started telling me about how the Chief played with his cock while they were sleeping on the pad on the deck of the coffee locker, I got a boner again. Bill noticed the bulge in the bell bottoms and placed his hand on it. I was excited ad didn't object when he squeezed my penis. He started rubbing my penis and placed his other arm around me. Then he startled me by kissing me on the mouth. I had never been kissed on the mouth by a man, let alone someone with a full beard. It felt strange feeling the soft hair pressing against my face. He even pried my mouth open with his tongue and stuck his tongue into my mouth. When he withdrew his tongue he told me, "You remind me so much of my nephew, I can't help wanting to make love to you. Can I show you how I made love to him like the Chief had made love to me? I paused for a moment before I said, "I guess so." Bill kissed me again and while he was toying with my tongue with his, he started pulling the bib of the bell bottoms down again. When he had the bib open he pulled my little penis out along with my balls. He masturbated me for a short time before leaning over my lap, and taking my penis into his mouth. When he lifted his head to get more comfortable, I couldn't believe how long my dick was. I had never seen it that long before. It was coated with Bill's saliva. Bill took hold of balls and gently rolled them within his fingers, before returning to sucking my dick. His bald head was bobbing up and down, so I placed my hand on top of his head. He sucked my dick until I eventually actually had an orgasm for the first time in the mouth of someone. I was ashamed of myself for cumming in his mouth. Bill swallowed my cum. Then he lifted his head and smiled at me. "Thank you for giving me your cum." When he sat upright he continued clinging to my penis. I didn't know what I should do. He kissed me again and I could taste my own cum in his mouth. He was very tactful when he asked, "Would you like to see mine?" "Yes Sir." He unbuttoned his sports shirt and let it fall open exposing his big round hairy belly. Then he unbuckled his belt and opened the tab of his kakis and unzipped them. He arched his back and pulled his pants and boxers out from under his butt to expose his big cock and hairy balls. His cock looked like it was eight inches long. It looked so thick that I thought that I wouldn't be able to wrap my hands around it. I couldn't believe how big the knob was. It was a large mushroom shaped thing. Bill told me, "When I joined the Navy my cock had a tight foreskin on it. The Chief encouraged me to get it cut off. That's why my head doesn't look like yours. I never developed that roll around the cap." I reached for His cock and found that my fingertips barley touched my thumb. He was still clinging to my dick. We sat there playing with each other's dicks. I wondered if I should suck his cock or not, "Sir, should I suck your cock?" Bill said, "I do like that you addressing me a sir. You don't have to do it if you don't want to. Sometime in the future when you're ready to try it let me now." I instantly understood that he wanted me to visit him again. I figured that I might as well find out what his cock tasted like now. I bent over his lap and held onto his cock and brought my face close enough to smell his crotch. I could smell the laundry soap used to wash his clothes, and the pungent odor of his sweaty flesh. It was interesting that my mouth started watering. I licked the flat top of the knob of his cock. It tasted like raw meat. I found that I didn't mind the taste, so I opened my mouth and took the knob into my mouth. I slobbered all over it. When I started sucking on his cock I tried to get all of it into my mouth. When the head touched the back of my throat I almost gagged. Bill told me to be careful, and that with practice some day I would be able to swallow his cock. My jaw started to ache, from keeping my mouth open so long. He tapped me on top of my head and told me, "I'm about to sum, son." He even tried to pull my head up, but I refused t let go of his cock. I felt his cock throb as he started squirting cum into my mouth. It startled me and when I tried to breathe some cum dribbled out of my nose. I found that there was very little taste to his cum. When I sat up, I wiped my nose and put the finger in my mouth. Bill licked my face and kissed me again. I felt some pride at being able to get Bill off. We lay back and I continued to cling to his cock. It was getting late and I knew I had to get home soon. I told Bill, "I better get home soon. So, Bill got me a wet wash cloth to clean my face, while I took off the uniform and changed back into my clothes. When I was dressed Bill walked me to the door and kissed me again before opening the door. He invited me to visit him anytime. He even gave me a card with his phone number on it. That night while I was in bed I was reliving everything that had take place that day. I took my penis out of my pajamas and masturbated into I squirted cum into one of the crew sock I had worn that day. I deposited it in the dirty laundry before getting dressed the next day. My mother asked me what I was going to do that day while we were eating breakfast. I told her that I was thinking about seeing if my best friend wanted to go to the Soccer field at Balbo Park. As soon as my parents went to work I called Bill. He assured me that I was welcome to come over. It was only a few blocks away and I was there in a few minutes. As soon as he welcomed me into his apartment we kissed. I noticed that Bill was wearing a colorful silk Kimono without shoes. He led me straight to the bedroom. Bill already had the uniform laid out for me on his bed. I had worn one of my own white cotton T-shirts. I quickly tool off my shirt, shorts and underwear. Bill playfully slipped his big finger into the crack of my ass and stroked my asshole. And toyed with my penis with the other hand while I was picking up the boxers. I pulled them up and snapped them. Bill had not untied the ties, so they fit okay. I put on the bell bottoms next apparently Bill had stitched up the cuffs. The jumper was exit. Bill handed me the tolled scarf and taught me how to tie the Squair knot properly. After putting on the Dixie Cup and checking the look in the mirror we returned to the front room. When we sat down Bill pulled me down onto his lap. His fat belly didn't give me much of a lap to sit on, and I could feel his big cock poking me in the butt. Bull turned me sideways so that he could kiss me while he was pulling the bib open. As soon as he had it open he pulled my penis out and played with it. He sucked my dick until I came in his mouth. He kissed me with my-cum still in his mouth. We swallowed it and continued to kiss for a while. When Bill lifted me up and sat me on the couch, before he let his kimono fall open to expose his naked body. He even stood up and let the kimono fall, so I could see all of his naked body. His butt was dimpled and that made his pot belly look even bigger hanging over his crotch. He had gray hair on his chest and back. The only dark hair on him was under his arms and on his crotch and even that had some gray in it. His cock was dangling down with his scrotum dangling even lower. The sagging skin sack stuck to his thighs a little. Bill turned around and bent over, grasped his butt with both hands and spread his cheeks wide to let me see his asshole opened up big enough that I could have stuck the beer can in it. The brown membrane lip was ringed with dark hairs. Bill said, "The Chief was the first man to introduce me to anal sex. I learned to love being fucked. I don't have many guys anymore to fuck me. Would you like me to teach you how to enjoy the feeling of a cock in your behind?" He was close enough that I could smell his butt. Looking at his asshole and being able to see into the bowel was intimidating and the thought of him sticking his cock into my asshole frightened me. I said, "I will have to think about that. I will tell you some other time." When he turned to face me, he laid me on the ouch and mounted me head to toe, so that he could suck my dick, and his cock was dangling over my face. He poked my nose and cheek until he got it in my mouth. I almost chocked on his cock the way he was fucking my mouth. I came in his mouth before he squirted his load into my mouth. He pulled out a little too quick and squirted a couple of shots on my face and nose. My throat felt raw, so I didn't want to talk much. We lounged around and Bill removed my uniform before it got anymore cum on it. He had me sit on his lap while he sowed me pictures of his nephew. He did look a little like me, only his hair was blonde and he didn't have as many freckles as me. There were pictures of him in the uniform. Some of them with the flap down and him holding his own dick. There were some of him naked and a lot more of him having sex with Bill. There were of them sucking cocks and eventually pictures of Bill fucking the boy. I paid close attention of the way Bill's cock was part way in the boy's asshole. The boy looked like he enjoyed it. Bill told me that his nephew had to be fucked for several times before he learned to like being breed. I studied the pictures very carefully. While Bill played with my dick until I came in his hand. We rested and had lunch. Bill kept my dick hard during lunch by resting his hand on my thigh and squeezing it reputedly. After lunch we both had to pee so he held my dick and aimed it into the toilette bowl. Then I stood by him and held his cock while he peed. I could feel the warm liquid rushing through his cock. When he was finished he wiped the head with his hand to insure it was dry. When we were back in the front room Bill pulled my head down to his lap. I rested his balls in my hand and took his cock into my mouth and sucked him off. While I was doing that he reached over my back and stuck a finger into my asshole. After I swallowed his cum, he offered to let me fuck him. He lay on his back with his legs spread and he used his hands to hold his legs up. I approached him with my dick in hand. When I inserted my dick in his asshole and started fucking him, he let go of his legs and started jerking off his own cock. I loved the smell of the sweat and sex. I was so excited that I agreed to let him breed me. Bill took me into his bedroom and pulled back the bedding and placed me on my back near the edge of the bed. He pulled a bottle of lubricant from the nightstand and applied a thick coating to his cock and used his greasy finger to lubricate my asshole. Then he slowly guided his cock to my puckered little asshole. When he pushed the head against the hole it hurt. He told me that I had to push like I was taking a shit or it would hurt even more. Even when I pushed, it still hurt and I cried and begged him to pull it out. He assured me that it would get easier and continued to shove it in. When he had it all in he started fucking me until he squirted his cum in my ass. He drew a hot bath for me to sit in to relax my ass. When I was dry and feeling better I got dressed in preparation of going home. There was a lot to think about my asshole was still throbbing. I spent the summer visiting Bill almost every day. I eventually got used to him fucking me. When I had to return to school I only got to visit Bill in frequently. I did learn a lot about sex. I began to understand when some of my classmates flirted with me. I even sucked few cocks in the bathroom at school before being caught by a teacher. I was ushered to the teacher's lounge and asked if I wanted him to call my parents. Of course, I pleaded with him not to call my parents. He told me there was only one way he wouldn't call my parents and that was if I sucked his cock. A task I was happy to do. He pulled out a long cock that was not much bigger around than mine, but he had a foreskin that covered the head of his cock, and looked like a big pink earth worm. He sat on the couch and leaned back with his legs spread. I knelt between his legs and pilled the foreskin back and set about sucking his cock. When I swallowed his cum I was allowed to leave. I guess he told his friends about me, because other teachers and a couple of priests started taking me to the lounge or the room where the priests changed vestments before mass. I sometimes sucked their cocks under their vestments. When they found out that my ass as no longer cherry I was fucked almost daily. When I graduated from college I joined the Navy as an enlisted man, I qualified for A school to become a helmsman. I was assigned sea duty on the USS Ronald Reagan CVN 76. I made rank every time I was eligible. I was a Second Class by the end of my enlistment. They tried to get me to ship over and go to Annapolis or offer's candidate school, but didn't want to be an officer, and I had enough cock by then. I took my discharge and became a teacher at a boys school. I kept in touch with Bill until he passed away. 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