Date: Mon, 23 Mar 2009 16:29:37 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Antinio Goes West (gay/ adult youth, M/b)

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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
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                 Antinio Goes West
                        By
                       Wolf

	I was 21-years old when I moved from
Cincinnati, Ohio to Los Angeles, California.  My
family was of Italian extraction and never would
have understood that I was gay and had a strong
attraction for younger boys.

	When I arrived in Los Angeles I knew no one.  I
had no family there, or known acquaintances.  I had
heard the Hollywood was the place to be for gay
men.  I took my meager belongings there and looked
for a cheap place to live while I looked for a job.

	The second day I was there I met a guy that I
would fall in love with.  His name was Tyler.  Being in
a strange town I was happy to have a friend, even
though I prefer the company of much younger boys.
I just naturally have a taste for boys just entering
puberty, say between the ages of 10 and 12.

	While I was looking for a job Tyler invited me
out to dinner.  When we returned to his residence
near Santa Monica Boulevard he made a pass at me.
I was not about to reject his friendship.  He assured
me that he did love big men.

	I am a six-foot three, 190 pounds of solid
muscle.  I had played college football back home.
That was why I had waited until I was 21 before
leaving home.  Tyler was thrilled when he got me out
of my pants and found that I had nine-inches of
swinging meat.  No one had ever been able to swallow
all of my cock.  Tyler was able to deep-throat my
cock.

	Our friendship continued after I found a job
and established myself.  I did not hide the fact that
I was gay but didn't advertise my desire for young
boys.  When I frequented the gay bars I flirted
with the other men but didn't make a habit of
picking them up.  Even Tyler and I drifted apart over
the next three years.  I was not suited to long
relationships.  After Tyler and I went our own way, I
just wanted to have fun.

	Then I met Mike in one of the gay bars I
frequented regularly.  He was a nice looking
businessman, blond hair, blue eyes, nice ass and cock.
He looked younger that his 22-years.  I was
attracted to him because he was so young looking.
We were seeing each other for six or seven months.
It was not a monogamous relationship.  There was a
group of about 40 men that sometimes partied.

	Mike knew more about me than most.  One
evening, he told me he wanted to take me someplace.
He insisted that I had to promise not to freak out
on him.  I must have promised him, I would keep his
secret a dozen times over the next couple of hours.
He flipped open his cell phone and made a call.  He
made sure I didn't hear what the conversation was
about.  When he closed his phone he had me get in
his car, and we drove south to the MacArthur Park
area.

	I was only vaguely familiar with the area.  It is
not the kind of area you like to be around after
dark.  You could see drug dealers on almost every
corner of the lake.  It is strange that the area
should be so rundown because Wilshire Blvd. runs
right through the middle of the park just north of
the lake.  You didn't have to drive very far to the
west to be in very expensive property full of offices
of lawyers and plastic surgeons.  Mike drove into the
area with a single minded purpose.  He parked in
front of an old Victorian house set back from the
street.  The house had double doors.  We walked up
the old cracked concrete walkway to the porch.
Mike knocked on the door.

	A deep voice on the other side of the door
asked who it was.  Mike gave his name and said that
he had come to see the boy.

	I had no idea what he was talking about.

	The big wooden door opened and a big man was
standing there, wearing no shirt or shoes.  He had a
big hairy chest.  When he saw me he reacted with an
unpleasant expression.  Mike assured him that it was
cool.

	I noticed that his fly was down and I could see
a couple of wet spots on the crotch of his pants.  I
assumed he had just finished jacking off.  It would
have been impolite to draw attention to what I saw.

	The gentleman led us into an adjoining room.
As soon as I entered I froze where I stood.  Sitting
on the couch was the most beautiful boy I had ever
seen.  I suspected that he was no more than 9-years
old.  The youth didn't have a hair on his body.  He
was sitting cross legged on the couch with his little
cock was sticking straight up.  When he saw user the
room he just looked up and smiled at us.

	I forgot the name of the man that had greeted
us.  He walked over to the boy, he addressed as Sean
and reached down to take hold of his little cock and
began to stroke the boy's cock while looking at us.
The boy just leaned backwards and smiled at us
while the man masturbated him.  I wanted to go over
and join in on the fun.

	I removed my pants as fast as I could, to show
off my 9-inch cock.  I noticed that Mike was down
to his underwear.  When he removed them he had a
cute white cock.  It was just a mouthful.

	When I approached the couch, the man told
the boy, "Sean, suck his cock!"

	The obedient boy that he was he reached for
my cock and he wrapped his hand around the base of
the shaft and licked the head of my cock before
opening his small mouth as much as he could before
putting it in his mouth.  He was only able to get the
head in his mouth, but I had never felt anything so
good in my life.  I just had to place my hands on the
sides of his head and began to as much of my cock
into his mouth as I could.

	The man that had let us in and was stroking
the boys cock slid to the floor.  It was crowed
between my body and the boys.  He uncrossed Sean's
slender legs exposing his little shitter.  The little
hole was wrinkled and brown.  It was closed tighter
that corked bottle.  The man moved his head
between the youth's legs and started licking the
boy's hairless nut sack and the crack of his ass.  I
was so busy watching the action going on under me
that I could not concentrate enough to cum.

	While continuing to cling to Sean's head with on
hand I pulled my cock out of his mouth and squeezed
my cock to force some pre-cum out of my cock so
that I could smear it on the boy's lips, just like it
was lipstick.  I shoved my cock back into his mouth
forcefully to make him gage on purpose.  Just as he
gagged I pulled my cock all of the way out and then
back in.  By that time the man had Sean's ass
soaking wet and lubricated nicely.

	He told me what to do at that point.  He had
me take his place on my knees so that I could fuck
his son.  I almost lost my load finding out I was
about to fuck his son.  That turned me on more than
ever.  I knelt between the boy's legs and took a good
look at the small brown opening before I placed the
head of my cock right against the boy's asshole.  I
didn't think it would be able to take my cock.  I
pushed my hips foreword and the tip spread his little
asshole and slid in.

	Sean's face registered pain.  I was concerned
about hurting the boy.  His father told me not to
worry; Sean often cried the first time a man fucked
him.  I pushed another three or more inches in.  I
started pulling out a little and back in, setting up a
rhythm.  I had never fucked a tighter ass in my life.

	Mike was sitting in a nearby chair jacking-off.
Sean's father was sticking his own cock in the boy's
mouth.  I was past the point of no return.  I could
not hold off any longer.  I pulled my cock out until
my head was just touching his opening and creamed
all over his hole leaving a while coat of cum all over
his bottom that was dripping on the floor.  Sean's
father screamed here it comes, son.  He was
squirting cum all over his son's face and chest.  He
was telling Sean to swallow whatever you have in
your mouth.  By the time we were done Sean was
crying but he had a smile on his face from ear to
ear.

	When we were back in the car I was asking
mike if he had more friends like that.  Mike smiled
and said, "Maybe."



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