Date: Fri, 26 Aug 2016 22:08:57 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: How Craig and I Started

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between
consenting underage boy and adult males...  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

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                 How Craig and I Started
                          By
                         Wolf

	I was born and raised in Grambling, Louisiana a college
town next to Ruston Louisiana another college town.
Grambling is a black college while Ruston's college is
considered a white school, while Grambling is the black
college.  Both towns were dominated by single story
apartment buildings made of red or orange bricks. They were
all one or two bedrooms with single baths.  They were meant
for college students or low income families.  Mother and I
lived in an orange brick apartment.

	My name is Ron, and when I was 5 years old I was had
light brown skin almost caramel in color.  I had my mother's
brown eyes. I was destined to be a tall skinny youth, but at
the age of 5 I still had baby fat, but I already had a four inch
penis.

	My mother's name was Kara and was 28 years old, with
long black hair and brown skin.  She had a slim body, while
attending college she was in the Army ROTC.

	Mother arranged for a neighbor girl to babysit for me
in her absence.  Her name was Persia, a 16 year old with
typical black hair, brown skin and eyes.  She was a tall skinny
girl at 5 feet 10 inches.  Her and her sister named Jasmine
lived in a red brick apartment.

	Jasmine was 14 years old and already five feet seven
inches.  She had short black braided hair, brown skin ad light
brown eyes.  Their Mom was Paula a 32 year old woman, with
long black hair, dark brown skin and eyes.

	Persia entertained me by fingering my penis.  It was
very pleasurable and I continued playing with my penis
regularly.

	That same year, my mother caught me playing with my
prick.  My mother was studying to be a nurse at the time, so
she felt that if I was curious about sex she answered my
questions, and gave me a text book about sex.  She felt that I
should understand what it was all about.  I carefully read all
of the sections about sex.  Reading the material it just made
me hornier and wanted to explore even more.

	I continued playing with myself, but it was another two
years before I got a chance to fool around with another boy.  I
was taller than most 7 year olds by then.  It happened to be
the son of my mother's friend Michelle.  Her home was in
Grambling and it was a three bedroom house.  It was painted
yellow and white.

	Michelle was 29 years old, with short black hair pulled
into bun.  She was a big woman, light brown skin almost
yellow.  Her son's name was Craig.  He was average height for
his age, and he had a penis three and a half inches long and it
was un-cut.

	I was two years older than him, I was about seven by
then, and he was only five.  We had taken baths together and
used the bathroom together.  I had seen his dick many times,
but I had never talked to him about sex or touch his private
parts, that was about to change.

	What started it all was one day when I was on the
school bus an older boy around 13-years-old.  We were
approaching school in the morning when he got on top of me
and stuffed his hand into the front of my pants, and started
to fondle my penis and balls.  He kept telling me, "You like it!
He started to force his hand even farther down between my
legs and I felt his finger touch my asshole.  That sent a thrill
through my body, but at that point someone yelled at him to
get off of me.  I didn't know why he did it, but after that I was
curious about what it would be like to touch another guy's
dick.

	One day while Craig and I were playing, I asked him,
"What would you do if someone grabbed your dick?"

	He said, "I don't know," and shrugged.

	A little later we were wrestling around as boys will do,
and I grabbed his little dick in his shorts.  He asked, "What are
you doing?"

	I said, "I'm playing" and started to stroke his penis.  He
got hard in my hand and got a surprised look on his face.  He
pulled away and pulled down his shorts, so that we could look
at his dick.

	He said, "That never happened before, and started
moving his hips back and forth making his dick bounce up and
down.  He even placed a finger on it and forced it down, and
when he slipped id finger off of his dick it bounced back up
almost slapping his body.

	I asked, "Did that feel good?"

	He said, "Yea...when you were touching it!"

	So I reached over and stroked his dick for him.  "Like
this?"

	Craig just grunted, "Uh huh," and closed his eyes.

	I remembered my Mom's text book section about oral
sex and wondered what it would be like to have his dick in my
mouth.  But our mother's called us to dinner, so I didn't get
the chance to taste his dick.

	After that day Craig and I played with our dicks
together whenever we got the chance.  I was usually the one
that instigated the sex, but Craig sometimes started the
action.  At first it was just me jerking him off, but got curious
and started jerking me off too.

	One time when no one was around I remembered in
Mom's book that it was good to use lubricant, so I grabbed
some lotion and jerked off.  That was the first time I actually
produced pre-cum.  It was just a few drops of clear liquid.  I
showed Craig how to jack off with lubricant while we were
jerking off.

	He pleaded with me to quit because it felt funny.  I
assured him to hold on it would feel good.  He continued to
complain until he suddenly groaned and had his first dry cum.

	Craig was hooked on jerking each other and that led to
me getting to taste his dick.  After I sucked him to a dry cum,
he wanted to taste my dick.  When he sucked me off he got
to taste my pre-cum.

	We continued playing with each other every chance we
got.  I remember the way that older boy on the bus had
managed to rub my asshole with his finger and how it had
stimulated me prick.  That inspired me to use lubricant to
grease up Craig's asshole.

	He complained but I ignored his pleases and greased up
my prick.  I got on top of him and pressed my dick against his
asshole.  He cried out, "IT HURTS, PULL IT OUT!"  I continued
to press it in until the head of my cock forced his hole open.
The rest of my cock slid in easily until my balls were sticking
against his balls.  When I started fucking him he gave up
complaining, but he grunted with every thrust in.  When I had
a dry orgasm in his ass I rolled off of him.

	He said, "That hurt, but it also felt exciting!  Can I fuck
you?"

	I greased up his dick for him, but let him grease up my
asshole and assumed a kneeling position so that he could
mount he from behind.  There was a stabbing pain ad his dick
entered my ass, but it gave me another boner.  He fucked me
for what felt like a long time before he had a dry cum.  Anal
sex became a regular part of our sexual activity, until his
mother caught us.  I was forbidden to be alone with him after
that.

	When I was older I met an adult just when I was
entering puberty.  Oral and anal sex was part of our sexual
activity, and set the pattern of me seeking the company of
older men.



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