Date: Wed, 25 Oct 2006 17:33:37 -0700
From: Wolf pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: The Old Man (gay / incest, b/M)

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sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
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The Old Man
By
Wolf


	Aaron was a very preconscious child.  He had discovered his
penis at an early age and enjoyed playing with it when ever he liked.
His parents corrected his behavior enough that he learned not to
play with it in public.  That didn't stop him from enjoying playing with
it when he was alone.

	When the neighborhood kids would play games like baseball,
basketball, soccer and kick the can in the streets the older boys
would talk about sex.  He began to put together what sex was all
about.  He just didn't identify with females.  He was drawn to other
males.  He just didn't know how to express his desires to anyone.

	Then he heard them talking about some old man that lived
on the edge of town that they said was a fucking queer.  He knew
that when they called someone queer that they hated them because
he had sex with men.  While all of the older boys were expressing
their revulsion for the man Aaron quietly listened to them talking
about why they though he was queer.  All of them told stories about
what someone told them they knew but none of them ever said that
they knew from firsthand experience.  If any of them had firsthand
knowledge they were not going to admit to having been with him.

	Aaron listened very carefully to the gossip until he knew
where this old man lived.  He started ridding his bicycle out of his
way to check out the place.  The first time he saw the old man in his
front yard mowing it he felt his heart bounding in his chest.  The
man looked up and waved at him.  Aaron peddled a little faster to
get away.

	He made an effort to pass his house almost every day.  He
rarely saw the man or his car.  When he didn't see the car he didn't
know if he were gone or the car was in the garage.  He didn't know
how he was going to find out if the stories about him were true.

	One summer night he grew bold enough to ride his bike to
the old man's home and hid his bike behind some trees.  Then he
slipped into the yard and went around back.  He tried to peek in
every window.  One was the kitchen and there was no one in there.
The small window that was located rather high had to be the
bathroom.  There was no light in that room so it would be a waist of
time even trying to peek in it.  It would have had to open to see in
anyway.  He had work his way through some plants to get to the last
window on that side of the house.

	When he was outside that window he looked for a way to see
into the room.  The drapes were closed but something in the room
must have caught one of them.  It gapped open just enough for him
to see what was inside.

	It was the bedroom.  The bedroom looked lived in.  There
were items scattered around.  Aaron was thinking his mother would
be harping on him if he left his room looking like that.  The bed was
rumpled as if someone had bee laying on it.  He was checking out
the room when the door opened.  It was the old man.  He had
obviously just bathed.  He was still drying his hair.  Aaron was taking
in what he looked like naked.

	Aaron had no way of knowing how old he was.  To him he was
very old.  After all you had to be very old to be retired.  His hair was
gray.  When he lifted his arm to dry his hair the skin under his arms
giggled as he moved them.  Age and time had removed a lot of the
muscle mass in his body.  What had probably been a strong chest
now looked a little hallow and sagged and covered with quite a bit of
gray hair.  As he entered the room Aaron saw his butt.  The ass that
had probably been that of a runner now was hollow out somewhat.
The cock was limp and hung down almost to his knees.  He was
circumcised and the head of his cock was large and rather purple
looking.  The pubic hair was gray too.  He walked to the bed and
flopped on his back.  He picked up what looked like a magazine and
folded it open and while holding it to his chest he wrapped his hand
around his cock.  He slowly started masturbating.

	That may not have been proof that he was gay but it did
inspire Aaron to take out his own cock and masturbate while
watching the man masturbating.  The boy was still too young to cum
but he did enjoy watching the old man squirting cum all over his own
belly.  He quietly slipped away afterwards.

	Aaron started keeping an eye on the place for any body
visiting the old man.  One evening he saw a strange car in the
driveway.  He hid his bike again and beat a path to the bedroom
window.  He staked out his vantage point and was not disappointed
he had the same view of the bedroom.

	This time when the old man entered the bedroom he was just
as naked but he was leading another man into the room.  He was
naked too.  Aaron was struck by the contrast in the men.  The
second man was much younger but still old looking to the boy.  He
was plump.  He had a round belly and his butt was large.  His chest
looked more like a woman's breasts.  His brown hair was neatly
groomed.  The old man sat the chubby man on the side of the bed
and sat down next to him.  He started hugging and kissing him on
the mouth.  He felt his breasts like he was a girl.  He kissed and
sucked his nipples.  He reached between the man's legs and stroked
his cock for him.  Then he slipped to the floor and positioned himself
between he man's legs.

	Aaron watched very carefully to see what the man did.  The
old man lifted the chubby man's cock and scrotum and put his face
against the man body.  Although he could not actually see what he
was doing he could guess.  After all the man's balls were resting on
top of the old man's head.  When the old man pulled back he held
the scrotum as he took the man's cock into his mouth.

	Aaron unzipped his pants and started masturbating.  He
watched the two men take turns sucking cock.  The act of sucking
cock did not surprise Aaron.  He had heard older boys talking about
that.  Aaron was more than a little surprised when the chubby man
got on his hands and knees and allowed the old man to stick his
cock into his asshole.  Aaron was stimulated even more.  He was
jack-off as fast as he could.  When the two men finally ended their
romantic evening Aaron reluctantly headed home on his bicycle.

	When he got home all he could think about was how he was
going to arrange how to meet the old man.  He figured that the old
man had seen him enough ridding by on his bicycle that he could
use that.  He had also observed that he mowed his lawn every
Thursday afternoon.  On that day he parked his bike around the
corner from the house and used a couple of wrenches to loosen the
nuts on the rear axel and moved it forward to free the chain.  He put
the wrenches in his pocket and waited for the sound of the mower.
When he heard the sound of the mower he pushed his bike past the
man's house.

	When the old man saw the boy pushing his bike he stopped
the mower and approached the sidewalk.  He observed, "Having a
little trouble?"

	Aaron said, "I dropped my chair and I can't put it back on
until I get it home.  All I need is a couple of wrenches."

	The old man said, "I'm sure there are plenty of wrenches in
the garage."

	Aaron thanked him and followed him around the car parked
in the driveway to the old two car garage in the back of the property.
The garage door was open and he turned the bike over and sat it up
on the seat and handlebars.

	The old man said, "While you're fixing you bike I will get us a
couple of soft drinks."

	As soon as the old man was out of sight he reset the chain
and tightened the axle nuts.  He prolonged the act when the man
returned with two cans of cold soft drinks.  He took the one offered
and thanked the man.

	While he fussed with the chain he talked t the man.  He
found out that he was a retired sound technician from a major
movie studio.  That sounded very exciting to Aaron he wanted to
know all about what that was like.  The old man told him about
various movies he had worked on and the people he had met.
Aaron asked him why he had chosen their little town to retire in.

	The old man said, "This is where I was raised.  This was my
parent's home.  When they passed away I inherited it.  So I simply
returned home."

	As Aaron finished fiddling with his bike he turned it upright
and tested the operation of the chain the old man offered to show
Aaron the memorabilia from his Hollywood days.  Aaron quickly
accepted the invitation.

	They entered the house through the back door.  The old man
led him through the house showing him items of interest and
photographs of people he had known.  Most were autographed
personally by the celebrities to Harold.  The last room he led the boy
to was his bedroom.

	Aaron was checking out his new perspective of the room.  As
before the room was not a tidy as it should be but for the first time
he was able to appreciate the decorations on the walls.  There were
some pictures of some well known celebrities from silver screen
years ago adorning the walls with endearing comments addressed
to Herald over the corners of them in shall we say reveling poses.
One was of Roddy McDowell.  Aaron could not believe the size of the
cock he was holding in his hand.  For an actor of such average
physical size he had the most magnificent looking cock.

	The old man saw him staring at the picture and he assured
him that it was as one of the best kept secrets in Hollywood that he
was so well hung and how he chose to use it.  Aaron wanted to know
about what sex was like with such men.  The old man assured him
that he was much younger back then as he picked up a photograph
and looked at what he had looked like in his youth.  Aaron stood
there and recognized the young man in the picture.  Harold had been
a magnificent specimen of a man in his youth.  He could have been
Buster Crab's double.  The wavy blond hair had an unruly lock that
dropped over one eyebrow.  Aaron would have loved to know him
when he was younger.

	When the old man placed an arm around his shoulders he did
not flinch.  He turned to face him and tilted his head up and kissed
the ruddy cheek of the old man.  When the old man placed his hand
on Aaron's chest the boy placed his hand over the man's hand.

	The old man thought the boy was rejecting his advance.
Aaron simply pulled the man's hand down to his own crotch.  The old
man could feel the little cock and scrotum through the boy's light
summer shorts.  The boy had deliberately not put on underpants.
The man slipped his hand inside the shorts and felt the boy's meat.
The soft sweaty skin of his scrotum stuck to his legs.  There was no
pubic hair to cushion the skin.  When he touched the little cock he
could tell the boy was un-circumcised.  He used his finger tip to
wiggle the foreskin around until his finger was touching the little
head.  Aaron was breathing hard by that time.  He regretted it when
the old man withdrew his hand from his pants.

	The old man sat the boy on his rumpled bed so that he could
remove the boy's tennis shoes and socks.  He rubbed the feet
afterwards.  Then he pulled the boy's T-shirt over his head.  In doing
so it messed up the shaggy hair but all the boy had to do was shake
his head and the hair fell back into its natural look.  He wanted to
take the boy's shorts off but he chose to prolong his pleasure long
enough to remove his own clothes.

Q	Harold stood up and pulled his own T-shirt over his head.  As
he pulled it over his head he smelled not only his own sweat but the
added smell of freshly cut grass.  He used his toes to remove his old
weathered deck shoes.  His feet were dirty and grass clippings clung
to his feet.  He used each foot to brush off the grass clippings.  Then
he unbuckled his belt and started unzipping his pants.  The cotton
slacks slid down his legs and Aaron watched as the man's white
underpants came into view.  The fly of the shorts gapped open and
the boy saw the dandy colored pubic hair sticking through the
opening.

	After the old man removed his pants he stood there before
the boy and asked him if he had second thoughts about what he
was doing.  Aaron grinned and said I have plotted for day to be here
at this moment.

	The old man unsnapped the underpants and let hem fall to
the floor so that he could step out of them.  Aaron was looking at the
cock of the man he had watched sucking the fat man and using that
same cock to fuck the fat man's asshole.  He rolled back on the bed
so that he could pull his own shorts off.  He kicked them free of his
feet.  When he was naked the old man took hold of the boy's ankles
and held the legs up so that he could inspect the boy's crotch.  The
little cock showed promise of becoming a weapon worthy of any
man.  The little scrotum sack was still clinging to his skin of his
crotch.  The boy's little rosebud of an asshole looked very inviting.

	He knelt by the side of the bed and while still holding the legs
into the air so that he could lick the boy's asshole.  He reveled in the
smell and taste of the boy's asshole.  Aaron thrilled at the feeling of
the old man's tongue lapping at his asshole.  The man took hold of
the penis with his finger and thumbs so he could start milking the
boy's little cock.  When the man started mouthing the boy's scrotum
he covered them with his saliva.  He skillfully sucked the boy's cock
until the boy could not stand it any longer.  His testicle sack was
hurting.

	Aaron was ready to get his first taste of a man's cock.  He sat
up and reached for the old man's cock.  He pulled him close to him
and stroked the meat until he was sure it was fully erect.  The old
man begged for permission to lie down on the bed.  He assumed the
prone position and stroked the back of the boy's neck while the boy
jacked off the meat and sucked on the head of the cock.  The boy
relished the taste and feel on the warm meat in his mouth.  He kept
sucking until the old man warned him that he was about to cum.
Aaron continued to suck on the cock until the old man filled the
boy's mouth with cum.

	As much as he would have loved keeping the boy around long
enough for his old testicles to recharge his prostrate so that he could
open the boy's virgin asshole he knew that to keep him to long
would arouse suspicion.  He helped clean up the boy in an effort to
remove any trace of his smell before sending him home.  Aaron
promised to return another day because he wanted to discover
everything about sex.

	If it were not so late the old man would have pulled the boy
back to his room and fucked him right hen and there.

	Aaron went home and plotted for his next visit.  He wanted to
spend more time with the old man.  He waited until his parents were
planning a weekend visit with old friends.  They were an older couple
and their children were grown so there would be n one for Aaron to
visit with.  They were willing to let him stay home if he would stay
with one of his school friends.  Aaron assured them that he would be
fine and would be at his friend's home.  He told them they could call
him on his cell phone any time.

	As soon as they were on the road he was on his bicycle
headed for Harold's home.  He put his bike in the garage through the
side door before knocking on the back door.

Harold greeted him with a warm hug.  The old man was thrilled to
find out that the boy would be able to visit with him for two days and
nights.  They retreated to the bedroom and stripped each other.  The
old man wanted to put the boy at ease by allowing him to fuck him
first.  The old man lay on his back and pulled his legs back so that
the boy would have access to his asshole.

	Aaron knelt. Behind the old man's butt and guided his little
cock into the asshole.  It slid in smoothly and Aaron started fucking
the old man.  Harold took hold of his own cock and started
masturbating himself.  They took their time and Aaron watched the
man.  He eventually replaced the old man's hand so that he could
masturbate him while he fucked him.  He held onto the cock when
he started climaxing.  The first gob of cum squirted out, landed on
the gray hair around the navel.  The rest of the cm dribbled out over
Aaron's fingers.  The cum was being rubbed into the skin or matting
down the pubic hair.

	They rested in each other's arms while they recovered.
Harold was kissing the boy with plenty of tongue while stroking his
belly.  The talked about sex.  Aaron told him about him watching him
having sex with the fat man through the window.  When Harold was
ready he got out some heated and flavored KY and lubricated the
boy's asshole and his cock.

	He started sticking fingers into the boy's asshole.  He kept
cushioning him not to clamp down on his fingers.  He assured him
that if he strained like he was shitting it would not hurt as much.

	Aaron tried to do as he was told but the pain of an adult cock
being shoved into his ass.  Just the same big tears rolled out of his
eyes.  He wanted to beg the man to stop but he didn't want to stop
short of his first fucking.  After the old man started fucking his
asshole the sphincter went numb.  The friction of the man sized cock
rubbing his prostrate.  He got an uncontrollable boner.  When he had
a dry climax he could not believe how much he enjoyed the feeling.
They cuddled and kissed each other most of the night.

	In the morning they woke up with piss boners and had to
relieve themselves in the toilet while each held the other's cock.  For
the next two day and Saturday night they were sucking cock and
fucking each other when ever they could get a hard-on.  By the time
Aaron had to go home his little cock was so swollen that he could
not touch it without pain.  The shaft was swollen so much that his
little cock looked like a child's wobble toy.  It looked like a little
purple helmet on top of a round baseball sized shaft.

	Aaron was to spend many an evening with the old cock in his
mouth or up his ass.  Eventually his family became aware that their
son was different.  They could not consol their religious beliefs with
the fact that their son was committing a mortal sin in their eyes.
Aaron left home early.  He received support from the old man until
Aaron found his own place in society.



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