Date: Sun, 15 Aug 2010 22:34:15 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Beginning of a Boy Slut 3 (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, b/M...)

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acts of boy's discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of
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                       Beginning of a Boy Slut 3
                                  By
                                 Wolf

	Dad bought a personal computer (PC) to buy additional material.
When I wasn't cruising the park for cock, I had found out that I could
surf the web. There was plenty of perverts back then on AOL.   Other
times I would visit Curtis whenever his wife and daughters were not
around.  Eventually I would bring him over to Dad's house to play with
him.  I knew Dad's routine and knew that the earliest that he would get
home would be 8:45 pm.  As long as Curtis was out of the door by 8:30
we were safe.

	I was still wearing lingerie all of the time under my pants and
shirt.  I loved the feel of the smooth fabrics and the colors.  I found the
feeling of thongs wedged between the cheeks of my ass gave me a
wonderful feeling that I adored.  Curtis had given me a pare of panties
of one of his daughters.

	I had found a gay magazine at the park one time.  It was like I
had found a brick of gold and it was mine.  I loved to jack-off looking at
old men sucking-off skinny younger men and fucking their assholes.  I
imagined that it was me getting it in my ass while jacking-off.

	One evening I was home alone, stripped down to the panties and
jacking-off while studying the pictures in the magazine.  I had lost track
of the time, and Dad walked in on me.  He had stopped off at his
favorite and was drunk as he could be.  He caught me with those girls
panties pulled aside and my hand wrapped around my cock in one hand
and the magazine in the other.  He saw the pictures of men fucking
young men in the ass.  The first thing out of his mouth was, "What the
hell do you think you are doing?"

	I said stupidly, "Nothing!"

	He snatched the magazine out of my hand and flipped through
the pages before he asked, "Do you like doing the things in the
pictures?"

	I cowered as I said, "Yes!"

	Dad said, "I wouldn't have any problem doing these things to
you!"

	He picked me up and placed me on my knees on the couch with
my head on the back of the couch.  Then he pulled down the back of the
small panties.  He spanked my ass until it was red and I was crying and
pleading that I would be good.

	It had been weeks since he had brought home some young bimbo
to fuck silly.  He was horny as hell. He had a monster of a cock.  When
he was fucking one of these silly bitches I could hear them through the
walls begging him to take it easy.  They would be crying and pleasing
with him to take it easy.  When he would fuck them in the ass they
would really plead with him to take it easy because he was hurting them.

	When Dad flipped a page and showed me a picture of a young
guy sucking the cock of a fat old man.  I knew just what he wanted.  I
rolled over and sat down in front of him and took that monstrous 10-inch
cock in my mouth.  He fucked my mouth while calling me all kinds of
dirty names like, "You cock sucking little fagot bitch!"

	After 10-minutes he flipped the page and showed me a picture of
a guy on all fours getting drilled up the ass.  I pulled my head away from
his cock and assumed that kneeling position on the couch again, with my
arms crossed on the back of the coch and my head resting on my arms.
Daddy spit on his cock before taking hold of my hips and driving his
cock deep into my ass with one swift motion.  He started fucking my ass
with gusto.

	Unlike his bimbo bitches, I was in nirvana.  I had been fucked my
many other men.  His monster was stretching me to the limit but I loved
it and was moaning lustfully.  It was painful but I loved it and him
talking dirty while he fucked me made it all the better.  I lost reach of
time.  He was still drunk and it took plenty of time before he came.  He
just kept fucking me until he came in my ass again.  When he finally
pulled his cock out of my ass we were both exhausted.  There was
nothing left to do but go to bed and get some sleep.

	The next morning when I entered the kitchen he was sitting at the
dining table drinking coffee and reading the morning paper.  He sat the
paper aside and asked, "Did you like it last night?"

	I gave him a big smile and said, "Yes"

	I witnessed the bulge in his boxer shorts grow immediately.  He
told me, "STRIP, and plan on getting used to serving me whenever I
want!"

	I was more than happy to strip down to my panties and get under
the table and take care of my daddy.  He really did like it when I
stripped down to panties and he saw that they were a pair of mother's.
He got turned on knowing that I had on Mom's panties just for him.  I
became a routine for me to be waiting for him to come home in girl's
panties to suck him off.  I even started stopping by his shop after school
to suck him off.  Whenever he wanted I would drop y pants and present
my ass for him to pull the panties aside or down so that he could fuck my
ass.  I could tell when he couldn't wait for us to get home.  When we
would get home we would strip down and fuck away the night.

	The next thing to happen was he started bringing home his
drinking buddies.  I was getting fucked in the ass at the same time
someone was fucking my mouth.  When it progressed to servicing three
at a time Dad cleaned up the upstairs office at the shop and put in a
plastic covered mattress for me to service him and his buddies at the
shop.  It was more convenient for him to use the office but eventually
there were parties at the house.  There was a lot of drinking parties and
me on my knees sucking their cocks while they stood there drinking or
sitting while they played cards.

	Dad had bought me a number of outfits and a variety of lingerie
items for me to wear for the amusement of our guests.  I did love getting
used and abused y adult men while dressed in sexy costumes.  Dad
eventually got to the point that he would allow me to entertain guests
while he was out of town on business.  His friends took full advantage of
his offer, especially his friend Tim.  Tim would bring some of his
daughter's clothes and invite his friends over to use me.  One night I
serviced seven men.  I was fucked 30 times before the party broke up.
When I told my dad about the party, he smiled, rumpled my hair and
said, "Good boy."

	It got to the point that about every guy that came to the shop
would get a blowjob of fuck my ass.  About the only rest I got was when
I was at mom's.  My asshole got a little rest, while I got to spy on her
getting fucked by whoever she was bringing home at the time.  I would
pretend to be asleep, but who could sleep with all of the noise she would
make coming into the house.  She would be stumbling drunk, making
phone calls and practically screaming into the phone, demanding that
some guy come over.  Then she would make a lot of noise in the kitchen
while she made drinks for them when the guy would arrive.  The drunker
they got the louder they would cuss at each other.  The only time they
would not be screaming at each other was when their mouths were busy
sucking each other's sex organs.  When the guys would be fucking her
she would be screaming encouragement and the old bed would be
squeaking and the headboard would be thumping the wall.  That would
be when I would find a hiding place to watch the action.

	Sometimes it would be some drunk she brought home from a bar
on the old 99 highway.  A lot of time it would be her boss.  Whenever he
fucked her, he would pull out of her wet cunt and roll her over to finish
fucking her in the ass.  There would even be times she would bring home
a pretty looking blonde girl.  It reminded me of the way lions devourer
meat at the zoo, the way she ate the woman's pussy.  When the women
would eat her pussy she would be screaming all kinds of obstinacies at
the women and pulling on their hair.  Their behavior was an inspiration to
me when I would return to Dad's, and get to do the things she did.

	Dad sometimes was not in the mood to play and would allow
guys to come by and pick me up.  Some of them would want me to dress
up like a girl, others would have guests and I would be in for a gang
bang.  Sometimes it would be scary.  I never knew what they might
want.  Sometimes I would meet men I knew from school, church or
town.  It would be hard to tell which of us was scared the most.  After
we agreed not to tell anyone they would be sweethearts.  They would
suck my cock and lick my asshole to please me.  I did enjoy the power I
would have over them.  They would beg me not to tell anyone about
their secret desires to play with young boys.



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