Date: Tue, 18 Dec 2018 16:21:07 -0800 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Cub and a Ginger Bear (Gay/ Adult Youth, oral, anal, WS, m/M) Adult Youth, oral, anal, w, 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. Cub and a Ginger Bear By Wolf My family lived in the West End suburban community of, Cincinnati, Ohio near Interstate Highway 127. It was supportive and friendly community. My parents' names me Allen and I was normal childhood growing up. When I reached puberty, things changed. Between the ages of eleven and thirteen, I not only did my scrotum dropped, and my penis grew substantially and I grew pubic hair. At the same time, I grew a lot of black body hair. I'm talking about a lot of hair on my chest, belly, back, and legs. My pubic hair was especially thick and black. At the age of thirteen, I was five-feet tall and 130 pounds. At the same time, I was entering puberty I began I realized that I was sexually attracted to men. Particularly older men that smoked large cigars, because there was a gentleman in our neighborhood that owns a landscaping company. Whenever I saw him, he was always smoking large cigars with a red white and blue band around the cigars. He was six-foot- three and at least 250 pounds. He was a true ginger colored bear. That was muscular. He had huge biceps, muscular legs. A definite man's man. His wife had divorced him years ago. He got to keep the house in our neighborhood. Everyone liked Wally because he was always willing to lend a helping hand, for anyone in the community, especially with landscaping tips. I was drawn to him and I fantasied at night in my bed about having sex with him. One day I worked up the nerve to ask him if he needed any help, he took me up on my offer. We grafted a pear tree that day. I went home a hacked off thinking about him. I learned that his name was Wally, and I told him that my name was Allen, and I continued to seek him out to help him. He eventually asked my parents if I could work for him because I was a great help to him. Dad thought it was a great idea for me to get some work experience to learn proper work ethics. I worked for Wally every summer for five years. Wally not only taught me almost everything about landscaping and grooming, he also taught me how to smoke big cigars. I had only been working for him a few weeks before he introduced me to sex. While we were working in the yards of his customers, he started inquiring about what I liked and slowly feeling me out about sex. His questions got very personal. I didn't have a girlfriend. When he asked about me masturbating, it embarrassed me, but I admitted that I jerked-off at night in my bed. One afternoon when we returned to his home I asked if I could use his bathroom to take a leak. Wally assured me that I could, and announced that he needed to piss too. We heard for the bathroom and we pulled out our cocks, and he pulled up the seat and we started peeing into the bowl. Wally admired my cock and asked me to hold his cock and he would hold mine. When we took hold of each other's cock I was truly impressed by his cock. It was at least twice s long as mine and was more than twice s thick as mine. I got a hard-on while holding his cock and feeling his urine running through his cock. When we finished peeing, he shook each other cock before returning them to our pants. "Allen have you ever had sex with a friend?" "No" "Have you ever thought about having sex with a man?" I blushed and was reluctant to answer the question. "I can tell that you have, tell me about it?" "I have thought about it before going to sleep in my bed." "Did you jack-off while you fantasied about the sex?" "Yes" "Tell me who you were thinking about?" I paused before saying it was you." "Thanks, great, I have been thinking about teaching you all about sex with males!" Wally said, "I have a playroom in the basement where we can have sex with each other! Would you like to see it?" "Yes" Wally led me to the door in the laundry room that led downstairs to the basement. I found the basement very interesting. It was a finished basement with a big comfortable leather couch and a couple of leather recliner chairs. There was a large screen TV on one wall. What looked out of place was things that looked like exercise equipment. There was pommel horse in leather with straps attached to the legs. There was a variety of fasters attached to the walls as well. In truth, it looked like a dungeon. He suggested that it would be fun to smoke our cigars in the nude. The prospect of seeing Wally naked excited me, so I agreed and we took off our clothes and sat on the couch together. Walt said, "There is nothing I like more than the taste of young man's ass on the butt of my cigars. Would you allow me to wet my cigars in your butt?" I thought his request was strange, but I was willing to do anything he asked of me. "Okay" He asked me to lay across his lap and when I did as he requested, he stuck a couple of fat fingers into my asshole for he stuck the butt of one of his cigars into my asshole. He commented, "If you take them out too soon, they just don't Ave the right aroma and it you live them too long they get too doggy. When he removed the cigar, he inserted another one. When he felt it had been in there long enough, he pulled it out and allowed me to sit next to him again. He gave me one and stuck the other one in his mouth while using a match to lite both of our cigars. The butt of my cigar was a little moist and did have a different taste from any other time I had smoked his cigars. While we sat back enjoying our smokes, Wally took hold of my wrist and ran my hand down the belly of his 300-pound body through his pubic hair until my hand rested on his long cock. I had been impressed by the size of his cock from the first time I had seen him pull it out to take a piss while we were working. When I wrapped my hand around his cock near the base there was an equal amount of his cock sticking out of my hand before the big fat head. His cock was at least nine-inches long and twice as think s my own cock. While I started jacking him off, Wally took hold of my four-inch cock and we proceeded to masturbate each other. When I started to cum, he directed my cock so that I squirted my-cum all over my belly and chest. When he eventually started to-cum he rolled over and squirted his cum all over my thick pubic hair. The h used his big and to rub the cum into my skin. My skin felt sticky when I get dressed to go home. I had a lot to think about that night. I replayed everything that took place and was thrilled by the feelings and smells. I also thought about the things down there in his playroom. The next time we made our way down to the basement Wally and I undressed and h moistened two cigars and we lit up before he had me sit on the couch while he set up a DVD to play on the TV. It was a video of boys playing outdoors in the nude. As soon as it started, he joined me on the couch. He produced two big fat cigars and we lit up. He started opening my pants while I watched the action. By the time he had my cock out and he opened his own pants. While the boys were playing with each other's dicks adult men joined them. The boys started sucking the adult's cocks. We started jacking each other off while we watched the men fucking the boys. By the time we squirted cum, the basement was thick with gray haze from our cigars. Wally walked me to a wall and had me stand with my back against the wall while he tied my wrists to a couple of rings. Then he knelt in front of me and sucked my dick until I squirted cum into his mouth. When he stood up, he kissed me on the mouth and spit some of my own cum into my mouth. It the end, we got dressed and I went home. That night I was so excited in bed with images of the videos and the sight of Wally's 300-pound pot helped body. I masturbated at least six times that night. The only thing that stopped me was the pain caused by my cock swelling up so much that it was bigger around than it as long. It took a couple of days for the swelling to subside. After a few weeks of working with him, he introduced me to anal sex. He had set up a strange looking sling in the middle of the room. After we were both naked, he picked me up and sat me in the sling. My legs were spread and placed behind the straps and I was on my back with my head resting against the back of the sling. When I was in the sling, I was aware that my asshole was crotch level with Wally's body and I was completely at his mercy. Wally worked on stretching my asshole for almost an hour so that I was stitched open. When he felt I was ready, he put a cigar in my mouth and greased my asshole up with KY and proceeded to fuck me hard. He fucked me for over an hour while I smoked the cigar. I was covered in Ash all over my chest. The next time we were in the basement Wally had me suck him off. It was very exciting to be kneeling in front of him clinging to his legs with that lone cock choking me and his round belly resting on top of my head. It took some time before I was comfortable deep throating his cock. We continued clinging to each other cocks. Wally started jacking me off, and I did the same thing to him. He stopped the action before either of us squirted cum. He led me over to the pommels horse and draped me over the horse and tied my ankles and wrists to the legs. Then he applied plenty of lubricant to his cock and my asshole. I was sweating because I knew what he was about to do to me. I feared the prospect of him sticking that monstrous cock into my asshole, but there was nothing I could do to prevent it. He fucked my ass for more than an hour again. One summer, Walt asked my parents if he could take me on a fishing trip to his cabin in northern Wisconsin. My parents gave us their permission. It was very exciting planning the three-week long trip, and packing the gear we would need. He told me that the cabin was rustic, so we would have to take propane tanks with us, and we would have to tote water from a nearby creek. We were smoking cigars in the cab of his pickup all the way up there. As soon as we arrived at the cabin, I quickly learned that there wouldn't be doing much fishing. The trip was just n excuse for us to have sex. The one room cabin had a couple of bunks but there was a sling suspended from the rafters in the middle of the room. I was well aware of what that was for. When we finished unloading the truck, we had an opportunity to go for a walk and check out the area. We no more that got close enough to the creek to hear the running water then I needed to pee. Wally told me, "Son you can take your cock out and piss anyplace you like up here." While I was unzipping my pants and fishing out my dick, Wally pulled out his own cock and we stood there just off the trail and pissed on a tree. While I was peeing Wally reached over and took hold of my dick, and told me to take hold of his. I was well aware what his cock felt like, and I enjoyed the feeling of fluid urine through his cock. It was hard for me to pee because I had a boner. When we finished, we did walk to the creek and checked it out. During the three weeks at the cabin, I was trained to be his submissive sex toy. He also had both my nipples pierced, and he had a Prince Albert insignia tattooed on me. I was in pervert heaven during the whole trip! He soon had me kneeling in front of him anyplace we were when he needed to piss. He would have me open m mouth and he would insert his cock and piss in my mouth. I couldn't swallow it fast enough, so his urine would dribble down my chin to tickle through my hairy chest. I smelled of stale urine most of the time. When Wally was finished pissing in my mouth, he would flick his cigar ashes into my mouth. I became his toilet and ashtray. One day he used Reynolds Saran Wrap and duck-tape to mummify me to immobilize me for most of the day. I was forced to smoke his Nicaraguan Flor-de-Olivia cigars until I got sick. I was not unwrapped until I had pissed and defecated. He freed my legs and pulled me to my feet and walked me down to the creek to unwrap me. It was refreshing to sit in the creek to wash my body in the cold water. We made full use of the sling every day before bedtime. He was fucking my asshole so much that it wasn't long before it wasn't necessary to use lubricant to grease up my asshole before fucking me. It wasn't long before the cabin smelled of stale cum. When we finally had to go home, I lay across the bench seat of the truck with my face in his lap sucking his cock all the way home. When we pulled into his driveway, I helped unload the truck before we took a long bath so that I wouldn't smell like a urinal or an ashtray when I went home. Our relationship continued for the rest of my life. During my sophomore year of college, Wally made me an offer I couldn't refuse. He wanted me to be his everyday piece. My parents had become reconciled that I was gay, but they were furious when they found out he wanted me to virtually become his wife. Eventually they accepted that they couldn't stop me from doing whatever I wanted. Wally and I were married in August. He was43 and I was 20 at the time. By that time, I was five-foot ten and 175 pounds. He is my cigar Daddy and I'm his stogie cub. All the wedding guests joined us in a celebratory cigar. We lived cigar bliss, and he paid off the remainder of my college loan for my business degree. We still work together. Wally takes it easy today managing all operations while I tend the books. We have 127 clients that we do the landscaping for. We're thinking of changing our business name next year to Stogie Guys Mowing and Mulching. 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