From: Misterioso <EffEm@lxix.netcom.com>
Subject: Deerhunt (m/b)
Date: Mon, 26 May 1997 21:23:31 +0000

This is about man/boy sex and should only be read where officially
permitted by law and by those old enuf to legally read it.  So there.

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DEERHUNT
DEER HUNTING IN THE MID-WEST
from "Straight to Hell" #52
 
     I grew up during the 1950's.  I never had any sex
education, formal or informal.  Maybe my friends were closet
jack offers, but no one ever discussed sex when I was in 7th or
8th grade.  There were a few so-called dirty jokes, but I
laughed because the other guys laughed.  I didn't really
understand what they meant.
     I lived with my folks in a small town in central
Wisconsin, mostly rural, 10,000 or so population.  Sports and
hunting were big things with fathers and sons.  My dad was
active in many civic groups and so we camped, fished, and
hunted with other guys and their fathers.
     When I was about 13 I thought something was wrong because
I'd get a little hard every once in a while.  It was very
embarrassing in school when the teacher called on you to stand
and you'd crouch over or use a book to cover up the little
bulge in your pants.  I'm mentioning this because I didn't know
what an erection was or that it led to ejaculation.  Also I
never learned a thing about my body sexually until I was older.
However I did learn about sex from a good friend of my dad's,
and this is what happened.
     In November we always went deer hunting.  My dad and his
friend, Doctor John (that's what I called him) would go up to
our cabin before deer hunting season opened to get ready for
the first kill of opening day.  My dad was taking me hunting
for the first time and like every 13-year-old I was excited.  I
was also excited because I went out for basketball at my junior
high and I made the team.  Before I could play ball, I needed a
thorough physical exam.  I never had one and I was totally
naive about what went on with the exam except that I knew that
you did it without clothes on.  Doctor John was our family
doctor and he was to give me the physical.  Unfortunately Dr.
John couldn't do it that weekend because of the hunting season.
Being a family friend, he suggested to my dad that I could get
my physical taken care of at the cabin and we would still be
able to go hunting.  My dad told me that everything was set and
Dr. John would examine me there.
     Dr. John was an outdoor man, very athletic, trim waisted,
light brown hair, early 30's in age, the kind of guy you notice
when he walks in a room.  He had a wife and two kids, but the
kids were too young to take hunting.  He was like a big brother
to me.
     We were all set to go hunting Thursday when my dad said
I'd have to go with Dr. John because he had a business
appointment.  But my dad would be there Friday night or
Saturday morning for opening day.  I didn't mind because I
always had fun with Dr. John.
     He picked me up after school, Mom packed my clothes, and
we drove to the cabin.  When we got there, we unpacked, ate
supper, and talked all evening.  He asked me about school and
the topic got around to basketball.  I told him that I was
happy about making the team, and he asked me if my father had
told me about the physical I needed.  I told him that dad said
I'd have it there at the cabin on the weekend so I could play
ball next week.  Dr. John said we might not have time once my
father arrived since we'd be hunting, so why not get it out of
the way that night.  I said okay.
     He asked me if I brought a robe with me.  Since I didn't
have one, he said that I should go into the bedroom and
undress.  He said to call him when I was ready.  I must have
looked a little nervous, he suggested I use a towel in place of
a robe.  I got undressed, wrapped the towel around me, and
called Dr. John.  I felt very aware of being naked under the
towel.  I didn't know what to expect from the physical.  He
came in and told me to sit on the bed.  He sat down next to me
and started to move his hand over my chest, throat, arms, legs.
He was very at ease, talking about basketball, and I wasn't
saying much.  I felt nervous, wondering if he was going to have
me take off the towel.  I could feel my cock get a little hard,
the more I tried to get my mind off of it, the harder it got.
I worried that he'd see it, that maybe I had a medical problem.
Finally I turned my back to him so he could tap my back and
listen.  As he got to my lower back, he pulled the towel down
over my hips.  Then he asked me to turn toward him and take the
towel off.  It wasn't easy, but I dropped the towel.  He just
continued to examine me with my hard-on showing.
     He had me move and lie back.  My cock was up and he
certainly couldn't overlook it. Dr. John said to relax, that it
happens to all of us.  He felt around my lower abdomen but
seemed to have no reaction to my erection.  He remained on the
edge of the bed while I stood in front of him.  His hands moved
to my balls and inner legs.  He pushed and stroked me, but I
thought this was something I had to put up with as part of the
physical.  It was a new experience being touched there and I
liked it.  His hands moved under my crotch, over my balls,
brushing my thighs and pressing into my groin.  I realize now
that Dr. John knew how naive I was because I didn't protest
when he started squeezing my balls and feeling of my cock.  He
asked me if I had ever had an erection before.  I said that it
had been happening off and on lately.  He said that it wasn't
uncommon for someone my age and that I might as well have it
examined thoroughly.  He said that he was going to give me a
check-up just to be on the safe side.  He told me to stand
still and face him, then he felt my cock.  He held it and moved
it in his hand slowly.  His grip was firm.  I watched while he
stroked me.  As he worked his hand on my cock, I started to
feel something inside and before I knew it I shot a load onto
his hand.  He kept pumping me and told me I'd passed the test.
He patted me on the rear end and I must have looked surprised
because I didn't know what all that sticky stuff was.  He told
me that every man has it in him.
     He started asking me about girls, and if I had any
knowledge of sex from school.  I said no, that I didn't
understand what had just happened but I liked it.  I felt
comfortable sitting there nude with him.  He said that a guy
should feel good about his body, and he asked if what he'd done
to me felt good. I told him it didn't feel that bad.  He said
maybe it was time for me to learn more.
     He sat me down on the bed and gave me the plumbing
explanation of sex, but he stressed that it should be enjoyed.
While talking to me, he started to rub my back, chest and
stomach.  He took my cock in his hand again.  I was fully hard.
He played with my cock and balls until I shot.  He helped me
clean up.  He suggested that we hit the sack early.  It didn't
take much coaxing to get me to bed early.  He said that he
wanted me to learn a few things.  I went to the bathroom and
put on my pajamas.  When I came out, he laughed and told me to
get into bed while he went to the bathroom to get ready.
     When he came back it was the first time I'd seen him
without all his clothes.  He had taken off his shirt, shoes,
and socks.  He was in great physical shape, trim and lightly
muscled.
     He turned the lights off and called me over to him.  It
wasn't totally dark because of the bright moon light.  He held
me, his hands brushing all over me, then unbuttoning my pajama
top.  One hand pinched a nipple as the other felt my behind.  I
felt myself getting hard.  I pushed myself against his grabbing
hands.  He pulled my pajama bottoms off and pushed me backwards
till I fell onto the bed.  Then he climbed on top of me and
held me down while he worked his hands up and down my body,
feeling my inner thighs until he grabbed my cock and started
stroking it.  He didn't stay with one activity, he was roaming
over me, moaning and talking to me throughout.  I was feeling
him too.  Then he went down to my neck and chest and gave me
some wet kisses and licks.  He licked my tits and I remember
jumping because I was feeling so excited.  He just licked me
around the tits, the stomach, around my thighs, then he
swallowed my cock. I writhed around.  I can remember the wild
feeling because it seemed like he had eaten my cock off.  He
sucked harder and harder, and I bucked up off the bed.  He
never let go, he stuck his finger in my rear and fingered me.
He kept sucking and fingering me until I came again.  After a
long time, he released me and he was still like an animal in
heat.  He was panting and groaning, it was something I'd never
seen in him.  Then he undid his pants and grabbed my hand and
stuck it in his shorts.  I didn't know what to do, and he
didn't tell me, just kept moving my hand inside his shorts.  He
held his hand on mine so I wouldn't let go.  I got the idea and
instinctively I started feeling him.  He was whimpering.
     He took off his jockeys and changed positions.  He was
sort of on his back, but he was propped up slightly.  He raised
one leg so I'd be able to feel and play with him.  I was
sitting at his waist.  He just told me to enjoy myself, and I
was, feeling everything, his balls, his big cock, and his
sweaty bush.  His dick was leaking, and he took some of it on
his hand and smeared it on my face and chest. As I felt his
cock it jerked in my hand.  I couldn't believe how big it was,
long and thick.  It was so hard and arched out at an angle.  He
would contract his muscles to make it flex.  He gently pushed
on the back of my head and I went down and nibbled on the head
and this wet stuff kept dripping out. I licked it off, then the
head went in my mouth.  I loved the taste and lay there on my
side nursing like a puppy.  He said that he wanted to try other
things.  He pulled me on top of him.  I sat between his legs
while he was in a spread eagle position.  He grabbed our cocks
and he played with them together.  I couldn't do much except
feel his big cock rubbing up and around mine.  I remember how
wet everything was.  He was dripping and rubbing it around.
After playing with our dicks together, he pushed me back and
got onto my chest.  He didn't sit on me, but he spread his legs
and crouched over me.  He humped over me so that his cock was
brushing over my chest.  He leaned down and put his tongue in
my mouth.  He wet kissed me and started stroking his cock
against me.  He went for my hand and put it on his cock. I
played with it and held on as he stroked my chest.  He reached
down and grabbed my cock.  He started humping faster and I
could feel his cock get hotter and bigger.  Without any warning
he pushed forward and started moaning, then I had cum all over
my chest, face, and hair.  He kept pumping and I was holding on
as best as I could.  I was amazed.  After he came, he went back
to feeling me and I was feeling him, and it just kept on and
on.  Later we rested, but we tried it again that night until we
were both exhausted.  Late that night or early the next morning
he tried a little bit of ass eating with me.  It was too
ticklish for me.  He had me sit over him while his tongue went
in my hole and he blew air and licked.  He shoved his mouth
and nose into my ass and ate me out.  I came all over his
hands.  When morning came, we hadn't had much rest.
     My dad got to the cabin Saturday morning.  I was beat.
He didn't stay all weekend, so Dr. John and I had a chance to
repeat the fun we had the night before.
     He was the best thing I had going in high school.  I did a
lot of yard work for him.  When his wife was gone for an hour
or so, we'd go at it.  We spent many fun times together.  My
friendship with him today is almost sex-free, but I have had a
few passing experiences with him.
 
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