Date: Wed, 2 Nov 2011 16:22:37 -0400 (EDT)
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Deep Woods Are Cool (gay/adult youth, orai, anal m/M..)

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acts of boy's discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of 
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                           Deep Woods are Cool
                                   By
                                  Wolf

	I had a traumatic introduction to sex when I was a skinny kid 
with light brown hair that was not quit blond, slightly curly down to my 
ears and only 13-years old.  I was short for my age, and most people took 
me for only eleven.  My family was on a holiday English town called 
Southsea.  I was out sightseeing on my own when I had a strong urge to 
pee.  I found a public wash closet and it was empty when I entered, so I 
approach a urinal, and unfastened my pants to take a leak.  While I was 
standing there, I was reading the messages written on the wall in front of 
me, when a man entered.  He looked to be something like 45-years-old, 
with reddish hair, heavy stubble covering his ruddy face, dirty jeans.  He 
had frightening gruff voice, when he spoke to me.

	He unfastened his pants, and pulled out his cock, and took a firm 
grip on it as he let go with a study stream of yellow pee.  I couldn't help 
taking a look at his cock.  His cock had vanes He was also looking at 
mine.  Without warning he took hold of my hand and made me grasp his 
cock.  I was too stunned to resist.  While I felt the liquid flowing through 
his cock, he took a strong grip of my penis.  He pulled on my dick until it 
was good and hard.

	As soon as he finished peeing, he turned me towards him, and 
knelt in front of me before taking my dick into his mouth.

	I was 13-years-old, and had been wanking for about a year, and 
was cumming, but had never had someone play with me.  I was unable to 
cum at the time though.  When he took it in his mind to stand up, his 
cock was still hard, and pointing right at me, so he made me bend over at 
the waist, and take his fat cock into my mouth.  He held me by the head, 
while he fucked my mouth.  He cautioned me not to bite or scrape his 
cock with my teeth.  My jaw was sore by the time he squirted cum into 
my mouth.  He held my head in place, and insisted that I swallow his 
cum.

	I was terrified by the way the man was treating me, but he simply 
laughed at me, as he stuffed his meat back into his pants, zipped up and 
walked out of the place.  I took a little time before put my dick back into 
my pants, and made my way back to where my mum was.

	When she saw the front of my light coloured shirt, she thought I 
had spilt ice-cream on the front of my shirt.  I was not about to tell her 
that it was someone else's cum that had dribbled from my mouth, from 
the activities in the restroom.  There was only my mum, because my 
father had passed away when I was ten and half.

	When we got back home to a village called Owslebury in 
Hampshire, near Winchester, UK, I took long walks in the local wood, 
called Thatcher's Copse.  When I had to pee I simply left the path, took 
my dick out, and as soon as I finished peeing I would wank-off.  I swear 
every time I thought about what that man made me do, made me hard 
and pre-cum would wet my pants.  I thought about sex constantly after 
that

	One such day, I was riding my bike in the wood, when I got the 
urge to pee, so I pushed my bike well off of the trail behind some bushes, 
and was peeing, when I heard a noise.  Pulling the brush aside I saw a 
grown man sucking on another guy's cock.  They looked like big working 
class men with round bellies.  I stood there watching while I continued 
to pee.  Watching them was very exciting.  I waited until they finished, 
and left the area before I pushed my bike back to the trail, and made my 
way home.

	I spent the several days thinking about I had seen.  I had a vivid 
image of those two men sucking each other's cocks, while I wanked-off.  
I was apprehensive about doing anything about my feelings though.  I 
just couldn't get the thought out of my mind.  Sooner or later I would 
have to return to the wood.  When I did, I had no idea how to let men 
know that I wanted to suck cock.  I just hung around the thickest part of 
the wood until some guy came up to me and said something like, "You 
look like you're looking for a good time."

	I must have said something stupid, because he chuckled.  He 
wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and pulled me close to him.  I 
didn't resist.  He gently rubbed the front of my pants.  I got a huge stiffy 
as a result.  We made our way deep into the brush where he opened my 
pants, and knelt down to suck on my cock until I filled his mouth with 
cum.  When he stood up, I opened his pants, and pulled out a very thick 
un-cut cock.  I skinned back the foreskin, and held it one hand while I 
took his cock into my mouth.  I swear that I got another boner when he 
filled my mouth with warm cum.  It took me a few trips to not only spot 
guys and let them know I was interested.  It didn't take long before I 
was scoring on cocks regularly.  I'm sure a lot of men were surprised to 
find a 13-year-old in the wood cruising for cock.

	Six days after my fourteenth birthday in September I was in the 
wood looking for cock.  I met another working class man, about six feet 
tall, with a large waistline.  I found him very attractive the minute I saw 
him.  As soon as we were hidden way, he pulled my pants down and 
sucked my cock for me.  He also, rubbed a finger up and down the crack 
of my arse.  Every time his finger touched my hole, it sent a chill through 
my body.  When he finished swallowing the cum.  He sat on a fallen log, 
so that I could open his pants.  I had learned to love the taste of cum, so 
I worked hard to get him to cum as quickly as possible.  When he 
finished filling my mouth with warm cum, he asked me, "Can I fuck 
you?"

	The idea scared me, so I said, "NO WAY!

	He was still rubbing my naked bum, as he asked, "Can I lick your 
bum?"

	I was foolish enough to say, "Okay!"

	He draped me face down over the fallen tree he had been sitting 
on.  When I was in place he knelt behind me and spread my butt open, so 
that he could lick my arsehole.  It was very awesome.  Just when I felt 
my cock pressing against the rough bark of the old long, he stood up, and 
held me down with one hand, and used the other hand to guide his cock 
into my hole.  When he rammed it deep into my arese, I screamed bloody 
murder.

	He said, "If you keep making that kind of noise, other guys will 
come, and want some of your arse too!"

	Just in case he was telling the truth, I did everything I could to 
keep quiet, as I cried like a baby, while he fucked me.

	He told me, "I love hearing you scream, and you are made to be 
fucked.  You really shouldn't tease men in the woods, we can't resist a 
tight little bum like yours!"

	After he finished cumming, he pulled out, and thanked me for 
the fuck.  Thank GAWD he wore a condom.  Just the same my arsehole 
felt like it was wet.  He laughed and asked, "Just how old are you, my 
boy?"

	I proudly said, "I just turned fourteen!"

	He said, "You look like a 12-year-old with a 10-year-olds arse.  
Now that you have been fucked, men will be able to tell by your eyes, 
and you will always want to be fucked, now because you must have 
enjoyed it, judging by the size of your boner!"

	(I had no idea that cocks rubbing my prostrate would make me 
cum at the time.)

	I was in a lot of pain as I hobbled back to my bike.  I had to ride 
home standing up all of the way, because sitting on the saddle hurt like 
hell.  I was afraid to venture back into the woods for several days.  My 
bum hurt like hell for days.  It was all I could do to prevent my parents 
from seeing how much my bum hurt.  When I felt normal again, I got 
horny enough to venture back into the woods.

	I sucked a few cocks, but I suspect that man had told the truth, 
because several more men forced me to bend over and take it up the 
arese.  It hurt like hell every time.  The guys seemed to enjoy my crying 
like a baby while being fucked.  A couple of guys gave me poppers to 
sniff, and I got very sex crazed under the influence.  They fucked me 
really hard and deep, while twisting and pinching my nipples.  I 
responded by crying even louder, but I loved the feeling.  After each 
time my bum hurt for days afterwards, but I could stop returning for 
more.

	I never asked their names, and I think they were telling each 
other about me, and what I looked like, because I never had any trouble 
meeting men after that.  They were never interested in conversation, and 
they were all over 45-years-old.  One of the men I had sex with was at 
least 65-years-old.  He seemed to really get off fucking me and pinching 
my nipples.  One day at school we happened to see each other.  He was 
with a boy that was obviously his grandson, because I heard the boy say, 
"Gramps!"  When the man saw me, and recognized me, his face drained 
of blood.  I thought he was going to have a heart attack.  I simply smiled 
at him, and moved on.  Later he sought me out when his grandson was 
not around and thanked me for understanding.  I assured him that I 
understood, but was looking forward to another visit with him.  He gave 
me a phone number and told me to call him.

	I called him that evening and he told me that his wife was going 
out of town that weekend, and I could come to his home for a visit.  He 
gave e his address.  After that he talked dirty to me about what he 
wanted to do to me.  I could tell he got off on me calling him grandpa.

	I arrived at the appointed hour, and he greeted me with a warm 
hug and a kiss.  He gave me something to drink, and we sat on the couch 
while he undressed me.  I sat on his lap while he kissed and played with 
me.  I unfastened his pants and pulled them down, so that I could suck 
his cock.  He stopped me short of cumming in my mouth.  He had me 
kneel face down in the cushion, so that he could spread my butt and spit 
on my arse.  Then he guided his cock into me.  It was uncomfortable at 
first, but I was used to being fucked by that time.  He wanted me to 
make noise like it hurt a lot, so I cried like I had the first time I had been 
fucked.  I did love that old man.  He was like my own gramps in many 
ways.  I let him fuck me several times after that.

	I am sixteen-years-old now, and every time a get fucked my arse 
hurts for days.  I love older men the most.  I try to avoid men with very 
thick cocks, but sometimes I get caught by a guy with a really fat cock, 
and I scream like hell when the shove it in me.  I have met a couple of 
men that were lovers.  When I played with them I allow one to fuck me 
while I suck the other's cock.  The poppers always give me a rush that 
adds to the excitement.  



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