Date: Tue, 4 Aug 2015 19:46:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: John Becomes a Sea Cadet (gay/adult youth, b/b. m/m. m/M)
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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
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John Becomes a Sea Cadet
By
Wolf
Like so many young boys, I was about 9-years old when
a next door neighbor boy introduced me to the game "You
Show me Yours' and I'll Show You Mine." My name is John,
and I remember very little more about sex until I was 12-
years-old.
I had been invited to another boy's home for a
sleepover. We were sharing a bed at his grandparent's
house. His name was Jason, and he was maybe a year older
than me. We talked about a lot of stuff quietly. He asked me
if I like to jack off. When I admitted that I did sometimes, he
placed his hand on my crotch and squeezed my penis. We
pulled down our pajamas and we started jacking each other
off, until he leaned over and squirted cum all over my hip and
crotch.
The next mile stone was a year later when I joined the
Sea Cadets., a national youth group based in the UK. We
wore uniforms very much like the Royal Navy. It was very
exciting to get dressed up like a sailor, and learn about the
traditions of the Navy. We even got to visit the Plymouth
Naval Facility. We also had the use of a sailing vessel in
Cardiff.
My division leader was a 15-year-old that was a Second Class
Petty officer, named Hugh. Sharing small living quarters in
the sailing vessel allowed me to see him changing cloths, and
I was very impressed, because he had a hung cock that was 8-
inches long, and he was a smoking hot. When we were in
port we stood watches just like the Navy. One night while
standing graveyard watch, Hugh was the officer of the deck
and I was the messenger of the watch. The port is very quiet
at that time of night, and it is hard to keep awake.
The sound of the water slapping the dock and the hull
of the ship added to the gentle rocking of the vessel makes it
hard to keep awake. Tea is not enough to keep you awake.
So we keep a pot of coffee brewing all night. That night Hugh
took me into the wheel house, and told me he needed a piece
of arse to keep away. He told me to drop my pants and
shorts. I did as I was told, and he spit on his hand and rubbed
the spit all over his cock. He had me bend over the map table
and inserted his cock into my arse. He fucked me like I was a
girl, until he withdrew his cock and shot cum all over my
backside. Regardless of the initial pain I was hooked. I did
become his bitch.
It was while I was in uniform that I discovered the
public toilets around the waterfront. I learned how to suck
cocks while being fucked in the arse by the seedy looking men
around the docks.
I was amazed that those rough looking waterfront
works could be so gentle when fucking a teenage boy. Their
coarse hands, faces covered with stubble, sweaty bodies that
smelled like they rarely showered turned me on. Their hairy
bodies pressing against my smooth arse, was enough to make
me cum without my cock being touched.
If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to
write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality,
please send your outline to pomowolf74@yahoo.com