Date: Sat, 2 Nov 2013 14:28:15 -0400 (EDT)
From: Wolf Pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Did I Stutter? (gay/adyult youth/interracial, oral, anal, b/mm, b/b, bbb/MMM)

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                      Did I Stutter?
                           By
                          Wolf

	I was a redheaded country boy.  I developed a
pronounced stutter as a child, so when I started school the
other guys made fun of me.  I became withdrawn and spent a
lot of time by myself.  I liked to spend a lot of time in a local
wooded area reputed to be haunted, because the local guys
were afraid of the forest.

	It did have an eerie quality about it.  The upper canopy
shaded the ground almost like you were walking through a
tunnel.  The wind whistling through the leaves created a
spooky atmosphere.  Adding to the sounds were birds and
animals created a haunted quality.  The sound of
woodpeckers pounding their beaks into trees made it sound
like someone was pounding wood against wood, but you just
couldn't locate where the sound was coming from.  I enjoyed
wondering through the trails created by animals.  I could
create my own fantasy world out there.

	There were occasions that our family would gather at
our home.  My mother's sister had two boys that were older
than me.  Billy was sixteen and James was fourteen.  I was
both frightened and impressed by them, because they
seemed almost like adults to me.  They had no idea that the
local guys thought the forest was haunted, so they were not
reluctant to join me on hikes in the woods.

	One day while we were deep into the woods they
announced they needed to take a leek.  We gathered around
a bush and took out our dick to pee on the bush.  I was
fascinated with the size of their dicks.  Bill noticed the way I
was staring at it.  He shook it up and down to make sure the
last drop was shaken off.  Then he started pulling on it.  He
called it jacking off.  James followed his example and jacked
off too.  They encouraged me to do the same thing.

	Of course I was embarrassed to let them see how small
my dick was.  Billy encouraged me to take hold of his cock
and jack him off.  It was surprising to me when his cock jerked
before white stuff squirted out of his cock.  He told me that it
was cum, and added that it was the stuff that made babies
with when it was put in girls.  It was all very exciting and I was
willing to jack them both off whenever we were alone.

	Eventually my cousins encouraged me to suck their
cocks for them.  The first time Bill came in my mouth, it
bothered me, but I swallowed it.  I sure missed them when
they went home.  I didn't enjoy going back to school because
the guys picked on me.

	Because of the stuttering I had to visit a speech
therapist three times a week.  My teacher must have been in
his thirties.  He was about five-foot ten or so.  He was an
average looking guy.  He would have me read aloud.  I didn't
stutter very much while reading.  I stuttered the most when
talking to others.  I hated to be confronted by the school
bullies.  My teacher worked hard to get me to take my mind
off being afraid of people.

	One day while I was speaking in front of a full mirror,
he was standing behind me, and he had his hands on my
tummy pressing me to illustrate that I should speak from the
diaphragm.  Just having him touch me gave me a hard-on.  As
he released his grip on my tummy his hand brushed my
crotch.  When his hand touched my erection it paused for a
moment.  I turned my head and kissed him on the cheek.  It
frightened me, because I feared he would rebuff me.  After a
short pause he turned his head and kissed me on the mouth.

	The kiss progressed from a closed mouth kiss to an
open mouth kiss that included sticking our tongues into each
other's mouth and sucking tongues.  We both placed our
hands on each other's crotch.  We felt each other's boners.

	We struggled to get each other's pants open.  He had
on boxer shorts, so his boner was already protruded through
his fly.  His cock was only about four inches long, but the knob
had a very thick purple roll around it.  We continued kissing
while we pulled on each other's cock.  I went to one knee in
front of him and held the base of his cock while I licked the
knob before I took all of his cock into my mouth.  I was able
to get all of his cock into my mouth.  My teacher held me by
the back of my head while we fucked my mouth.

	He thought it would frighten me if he came in my
mouth, so he told me, "I'm about to cum!"  He tried to pull
his cock out of my mouth, but I clung to his ass.  He
eventually gave up, and shot his load into my mouth.  He was
so appreciative that he sucked me off too.  From that day on
every speech lesson was ended by us sucking each other's
cock.  As the years passed and I was comfortable being
fucked in the ass we added anal sex to our therapy sessions.
School was still torture for me because of the teasing.

	There was only one other boy in my school that was
picked on more than me.  His name was Gilbert, and he was
the only black boy in the school.  When we were in the same
classroom together, it was natural that we became friends for
mutual support.  We started getting together after school to
play with each other.  His mother treated me like I was as
much her child as her own.

	For their family it was just as difficult making friends,
being just about the only black family in the town.

	I invited Gil to join me for hikes in the woods, but it
took a little encouragement to get him to go with me.  When
he was startled by the hammering sound I showed him that it
was just woodpeckers storing nuts for the winter.  I showed
him that it was natural sounds of the forest, and nothing to
be frightened of.  He finally relaxed and began to enjoy the
woods as much as me.  We enjoyed chasing salamanders in
the streams, and lizards on the rocks.  The first time we had
to pee I was fascinated by his cock, because his cock was a lot
blacker than his skin was.  He also has a foreskin that
completely covered the knob.  I had never seen a cock that
had not been circumcised before.

	I watched him peel back the skin to pee.  The knob
seemed to be small for the size of his cock, and it was a
lighter color.  Of course he was aware I was staring at his cock
while I joined him peeing against a tree.  Gilbert asked, "Have
you ever played with a dick before?"

	I admitted, "My cousins taught me about sex."  I didn't
want to mention that they had made me suck their cocks.

	Gilbert was bold enough that when we finished peeing
he reached over and took hold of my dick and started jacking
me off.  I took hold of his cock and started jacking him off.
We jacked off until we both had cum, squirting cum all over
the side of the tree we had just pissed on.  After that day
whenever we would get together we would jerk each other
off.

	One afternoon we were at my house and my parents
were no expected to get home for a couple of hours.  We
were in my bedroom and we couldn't resist opening up our
pants and starting to jerk each other off.  When Gilbert
reached a full erection I couldn't resist finding out if he tasted
any different from my cousins or my speech therapist.  I
pulled back his foreskin and lowered my head until I could
smell his crotch.  He really didn't smell any different from
anyone I had sucked.  There was the smell of laundry
detergent and the musky manly odor of his warm flesh.  I
licked the head of his cock, and he jerked a little because his
head was so sensitive.  As I opened my mouth to take his cock
into my mouth, Gilbert placed his hands on the back of my
head to pull my head down until my nose was pressed against
his hairy pubic bone.  I sucked him off until he squirted cum
into my mouth.  When I sat up Gilbert jerked me off until I
was hard, then he sucked my cock until I fed him cum.  We
were dressed and occupied playing a video game by the time
my parents got home.

	For the next four or five months we occupied ourselves
jerking each other off, and sucking cocks.  Then one time
Gilbert touched my asshole while he was sucking my cock.  It
was so exciting I squirted cum in his mouth right away.  To
show him how it felt I toyed with his asshole while I was
sucking his cock.  It didn't take long before we were licking
each other's asshole.  One afternoon we used some hair oil to
grease up our cocks.  Gil got on his hands and knees while I
squatted over his butt, and I stuck my cock into his asshole.
He complained that it hurt, but I kept sticking my dick into his
asshole.  I fucked him until I came.  Gilbert had been dripping
pre-cum the whole time.

	Then I got on my hands and knees while Gil fucked me.
Our assholes were sore for a couple of days, but as soon as
they didn't hurt we both had an empty feeling and wanted
something in our butts.  As soon as we got home we hid out
in the garage and fucked each other.  We couldn't get enough
of that after we got used to having a cock in our ass.

	Gilbert's mother worked, so we had plenty of time to
fuck before she would get home.  She also would call to tell
us that she would stop on the way home to pick up a few
things.  That would give us even more time to suck and fuck
each other.

	One afternoon Gil had fucked me on the living room
couch.  Then Gil took my place, kneeling on the couch with
his arms folded across the back off the couch.  Our pants
were on the floor as I stuck my cock into his asshole.  I was
clinging to his hips while I fucked him.  Without warning the
front door opened and in walked Gil's mother, carrying a
paper shopping bad.

	She walked past us as if we were doing nothing more
than playing a video game.  When she was in the kitchen she
called out, "Let me know when the two of you want punch
and sweet bread?"

	I had tried to pull my cock out of Gil's ass, but he
reached between his legs to grab me by my balls and pull me
pack into him.  He told me to finish, so I fucked him, but it
was hard to cum, knowing that his mother was I the house.
When I did cum I pulled out a little too quickly and shot cum
all over his back.  I quickly used my hand to rub the cum
around until his skin was dry, but sticky.

	We put our pants back on and joined his mother in the
kitchen.  She put a couple of sweet buns on plates for us and
filled a couple of glasses with strawberry punch and placed
them in front of us.  While we were eating and drinking, she
told us, "Boy's you have to be careful who finds out that your
gay, because bullies can be very cruel."

	We looked at each other, because we had never
thought about us being gay.  We knew what that meant and
that guys called them faggots.  It was a nasty word.  It finally
dawned on us that we were actually gay.  It was strange to us
that his mother didn't seem to mind that we were fucking
each other.  She told us that she had known for months what
we were doing while we were sleeping together on sleep
overs.  We had thought we quiet, but I guess we weren't as
quiet as we thought.

	Gilbert knew of a book store in the black part of town
that had nasty books.  So after school we went into the store.
We were terribly nervous.  We hung around the comic book
section until the black clerk went into the back room to carry
out a case of soft drinks for the vending machine.  Then we
slipped into the room that had a sign proclaiming "Only over
21 can enter."  We were fascinated to see all of paperback
books and magazines with pictures of naked women on then.
It was on the back shelves marked GAY, so we looked at
them.  I saw one that proclaimed that it was case studies by a
Dr. Spencer, so I picked it up.  Each chapter was purported to
be the true story of each youth being seduced by older boys
and men.  Gilbert picked up a book about a boy being raped
while hitchhiking.  We slipped out of the room.

	When we placed the paperback books on the counter
the clerk looked at us as if he was going to chase us out of the
store, but he paused before ringing up our purchases.  We
made a quick exit.

	We read the books until the pages looked like they
were almost glued together from our cum.  We would jerk
each other off while we read the stories.  Eventually we
worked up the nerve to go back to the book store.

	This time the clerk simply winked at us and turned his
back as we entered to back room.  We selected a couple of
more books quickly before anyone came into the store.  As he
was ringing up our purchases, he said, "You guys might be
interested in this picture book."

	He bent down and pulled a glossy magazine from under
the counter.  I had a title like "Chicken Ranch."  The front
cover had a picture of two naked white boys playing with
their dicks.  We just nodded that we wanted it.

	We couldn't believe the pictures on the pages.  These
two boys were in the woods naked and they were jacking off
each other, sucking cocks and fucking each other.  Then they
were caught by two adult men, who take off their clothes and
make the boys suck their huge cocks.  The men piss in their
open mouths and fuck the boys.  Gil and I both had hard-on
that caused us pain.  We had a great time fucking each other
while studying the pictures.

	Within days we went back to the store, planning on
buying another of those magazines.  The clerk gave us a big
smile, "You back for another book?"

	Gil spoke for me, because I didn't like to let people
hear me stutter.  He assured the clerk that we would like
another picture book.

	The man said, "I get off work at six, when the night
clerk comes in.  If you meet me out back I can let you see my
collection of dirty books."

	Gilbert and I looked at each other, before we agreed to
come back.  We were at the back door early.  We saw the
seedy old looking man that was the night clerk.  He gave us a
nasty look, without a word.  It only took a few minutes before
the back door opened again.  The tall black clerk gave us a
warm smile and led us to his old car.  He drove us to the edge
of the black town near the railroad tracks.

	True to his word he had a large pile of magazines
dedicated to pictures of boy and men engaging in all manner
of sex.  I doubt very seriously if the house had ever been
dusted.  The only clean place to sit was the couch.  The clerk
had us sit on either side of him while we looked at the
magazines.  While we studied the pictures he rubbed the
front of our pants until we had boners.  He asked us to take
off our pants.

	We unfastened our pants and pulled them out from
under our butts along with our underwear.  Our host also
unfastened his own pants and pulled them down to expose
his own crotch.  I was struck by his cock and balls.  To begin
with his pubic hair was tight little ringlets, like little clock
springs.  His balls looked like large walnuts in a black wrinkled
leather sack.  When he sat down on the couch his ball sack
rested on the couch between his legs.  The sack also had the
spring like hairs on it.  The most impressive thing between his
legs was his cock.  It was the longest cock I had ever.  It was
very thick at the base where it was practically surrounded
with those hairs.  It tapered towards the head that was not
much bigger than my own.  The biggest difference was the
shaft of his cock was a grayish coco color.  The scar left
behind after the foreskin had been cut away was as pink as
my own shin.  The knob had a fat purple roll around it like
mine too.  I couldn't resist wrapping my hand around the
shaft and jacking him off.

	While I was masturbating him, Gilbert pulled the man's
ball up and took one nut in his mouth.  I watched my friend
sucking on the man's balls for a while before bending over
and taking the knob into my mouth.  I slobbered all over his
cock and jerked him off.  The man pulled my head away by
my hair before he came in my mouth.  He had other plans.

	He had Gil and I kneel on the couch facing the back.
We crossed our arms and rested our chin on our forearms.
The clerk coated his cock with jell called KY, and then he stuck
a greasy finger up our asses, one at a time to insure that our
assholes were greased up.  Gil and I knew what he was going
to do, and neither of us knew if his cock could fit in our
assholes.  There was no stopping him by that time.  He told us
to relax.  He held Gil's hips while he lined up his cock with
Gil's asshole, when he moved his hips forward Gilbert let out
a soft moan.  At least his ass had been stretched by my cock
enough that the clerk's cock didn't get much resistance until
the progressively larger shaft of the cock started stretching
Gil's asshole larger than it had ever been.  Gil started making
more noise.

	The clerk didn't push all of his cock into Gil's asshole
before he fucked him a couple of strokes, at which time he
pulled out leaving Gil's asshole gaping open.  He shifted his
position to stand behind me and took hold of my hips.  Like
Gil I responded with painful moans.  He slowly fucked me
with short strokes until he was slamming his pubic hair
against my butt.  The pace increased until he was pounding
my ass like made.  When he stopped moving I knew he was
cumming in my ass.

	When he pulled out I felt cool air on my asshole and
liquid dripping down my legs.  He wiped my ass and legs with
a clean cloth before we sat back down to relax.  Gilbert
sucked the clerk's cock clean.

	The clerk gave us a ride home and assured us that any
time we wanted to look at his magazine collection or have a
little fun, to give him a call.

	After school Gil and I discussed whether we should call
the clerk or not.  We both liked looking at the pictures.  We
admitted that the pictures not only made our dicks hard, we
learned new ways to have sex with men and boys.  Being
fucked by such big cock was painful for both of us, but not as
painful as the first time we fucked each other.  So we made a
call.

	We made a date for every Tuesday to visit the clerk.
We told our parents we were going swimming.  That way we
could account for smelling like we had just had a shower.
After every date we took a shower and went home with wet
hair.

	The clerk liked to watch us suck and fuck each other,
before he would have us suck his cock and fuck us.  One thing
he introduced us to was face sitting.

	One afternoon while we were looking at pictures there
were some pictures of this hairy assed man sitting on the
head of a boy.  The boy was sticking his tongue into the man's
asshole.  That aroused both of us to ask if that was a real
picture.  The clerk assured us that the picture was real and
could be very exciting.  To prove his point he had me lay on
my back with my head resting on the corner of the foot of his
bed.  He straddled my head and rubbed his own hairy asshole
against my mouth and nose.  He had Gil kneel in front of him.
And suck his cock.  Sometimes I was almost smothered by his
flesh.  I would have to push on his butt to let the clerk know I
couldn't breathe.  I don't know if he came in Gil's mouth, but
when he had us change places he came in my mouth.

	We had been visiting him for a few months when
Gilbert and his mother went to visit her sister.  That meant
that I wouldn't have Gil with me if I wanted to visit the clerk.
Of course my asshole tingled to have a cock in it.  I made a
date to visit him as usual.

	When I arrived the clerk was happy to see me.  He
greeted me at the door totally naked.  For the first time, the
clerk actually kissed me, and stuck his tongue into my mouth.
He quickly undressed me.  He had me sit on his lap while he
played with my dick, while I studied a picture book.  For the
first time it was not a magazine.  It was and actual collection
of glossy photographs.  They were just like the pictures in the
magazines, but this time I recognized one of the boys taking
part in the action.

	The boy went to the same school as Gilbert and me.  I
couldn't believe that I knew him.  I told the clerk, "I know that
boy.  He goes to my school, and loves less than half a mile
from me!"

	The clerk chuckled, "That is a friend of the other clerk.
He likes to take pictures of his boys."

	I remembered the other clerk that replaced my clerk.  I
remembered that he was not only fat, and hairy, he had a
strong body odor.  I couldn't believe that the boy I knew
would be attracted to a man like that.  Just the same I was
fascinated by the idea that there were at least a couple of
other people I knew that like gay sex.  I asked the clerk if
there was a possibility of getting together with the other clerk
and the boy.

	He thought about it for a while because the two of
them worked different shifts.  Then he asked me if I could
arrange for a sleepover with someone so that we could meet
them at the book store.

	I got permission to spend the night with a friend that
didn't really exist.  When I called the clerk he assured me that
arrangements had been made, so that the four of us could
party at the sore after closing.  I was nervous as I made my
way to the clerk's home.  We spent the early evening sucking
cock until it was time to make our way to the store.

	The clerk knocked on the back door.  The store was
already closed for business, and the night clerk opened the
back door for us.  The front of the store only had a single
nightlight on.  I didn't see the boy from my school.  I knew
that he was a couple of years younger than me, and his name
was Jason.  .  As I passed the night clerk I got a whiff of his
body odor.  For some reason the strong manly odor turned
me on.  He ushered us into the storage room and closed the
door behind us.  There was a row of cardboard boxes in the
middle of the room.  Jason was lying on top of the boxes
covered by an old olive-green army blanket, and he was
already naked.  The night clerk approached the boy and
played with his little cock and balls, while the day clerk and I
took off our clothes.

	The night clerk pulled a couple of bottles of 7-Up from
a box and handed one to the day clerk.  He pulled Jason to his
feet and let us into the bathroom located at the back of the
store.  He lifted the lid to the toilet and popped the cap on
the bottle as he placed his thumb over the top and shook the
bottle vigorously.  He had Jason straddle to toilet bowl facing
the tank, before he shoved the neck of the bottle up Jason's
ass.  When the bottle stopped fizzing he pulled the bottle out
and the three of us watched as his bowel emptied quickly
with a watery brown stream.

	I must say it stunk.  The night clerk wiped his butt with
a big wad of toilet paper, and announced, "Clean enough to
eat!"

	The day clerk had me take Jason's place straddle the
toilet and cleaned my ass the same way as Jason had been
cleaned.  When I was empty he wiped my ass the same way
as Jason had been cleaned.  Then we were led back to the
storage room after flushing the toilet.

	They had me lick Jason's asshole, and I can say that his
flesh did taste like 7-Up a little.  Jason also licked my asshole.
The night clerk was videoing the action.  The night clerk also
video recorded the day clerk sticking his cock in Jason's
mouth.  Before the evening's entertainment came to an end
Jason and I had sucked and fuck not only each other, but we
had sucked both men's cocks, and had been fucked by them
too.

	I had brought along a change of clothes, so that all I
had to do was put yesterday's clothes in my book pack.  Jason
had brought a change of clothes, but didn't have a book pack,
so I offered to carry his clothes.  The one thing we didn't think
about was showering.

	While at school a girl sitting behind me tapped me on
the shoulder, and told me, "What have you been doing?  You
stink today!"

	It had never occurred to me that my body had
absorbed the rank body odor of the night clerk.  At lunch time
I found Jason and he told me that his classmates had
complained about his smell too.  We headed for a remote
bathroom and used the nasty smelling hand soap to wash our
bodies, before we put our clothes back on.  While we were
cleaning up I asked Jason about how he found out about sex.

	Jason told me that a couple of years ago he spent a
month with his uncle.  His uncle taught him all about sex.
Before he had to go home his uncle introduced him to the
night clerk, because they both liked young boys and his uncle
had posed with him in those videos you saw.  His uncle also
has a taste for black boys.

	I said, "My best friend and I found out about sex from
older boys.  You may have seen him.  His name is Gilbert.  He
is the only black boy in school!"

	Jason smiled, "I have seen him, and my uncle would
love to fuck him!"

	When Gilbert got back home, we made arrangements
to have a party with Jason's uncle.  It made a sight; two white
boys being fucked by black men, and a black boy being fucked
by a while man.



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