Date: Thu, 26 Dec 2013 14:11:00 -0500 (EST)
From: Wolf Pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Mama Was A Dyke (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, b/M)
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Mama Was a Dyke
By
Wolf
I'm sure my mother would have preferred that I had been a girl,
not that she didn't love me, but she would have preferred the company
of girl.
My father had been a steel worker. His work was setting up
steel scaffolding around high rise buildings. He was comfortable
working on buildings that were over twenty stories tall, but the joke was
that he was killed taking down simple bleachers after a parade. He
wasn't more than six feet off of the ground when he stepped on a lose
plank, and did a summersault, breaking his neck on a cross member. He
was dead before he hit the ground.
The result was that mother got an accidental death insurance
settlement from the insurance company that allowed her to live
comfortably the rest of her life, as long as she didn't waist her money.
There was even a trust fund set up for me.
As a child it was nice having a mother at home when I got home
from school. As a child I was naïve about sex. I had no idea what sex
was. Mom never had any male friends around, but she did have several
women friends. A few times I walked in on my mother and there was
some scrambling to separate from one of her friends. I never put
together that they felt guilty about me seeing them in an embrace.
I must have been about 10-years-old the first time I walked into
the living room when I was supposed to be at school. There was Mom
naked as the day she was born on top of one of her women friends. She
was a redheaded woman about the same age as Mom. She was also
naked. Mom was on top of her with her head between the woman's
legs, and from where I was standing I could see the redhead sucking
Mom's pussy. I didn't understand what was going on. I just thought
what they were doing to each other was nasty. After all they peed from
that hole and they were close to the hole they pooped out off.
When they saw me they scrambled to disengage from each
other, but there was little they could do to hide their naked bodies from
me. I left the room because I felt uncomfortable being in their naked
presence. Later the evening mother tried to explain to me about what I
had seen. She cautioned me not to tell anyone what I had seen. I
wouldn't have discussed what I had seen, because it just looked to
nasty, besides I didn't have any friends close enough to tell anyway.
After her secret was out she didn't bother trying to hide her
relationship with women. More and more I witnessed mother feeling
up her women friends and kissing them. I started wondering about sex,
if women could be in love with each other, could men be in love with
each other too. Being raised among just females I felt like I was missing
male role models. I spent as much time with male teachers as possible.
Then a nice man moved into our apartment building.
He was some sort of businessman because he went to work in
suits. I guess he was about six-foot tall, brown hair and eyes. When I
talked to him I learned that his name was James Wright and I told him
that my name was Danny. I would follow him down to the laundry
room to help him wash his clothes, so that I could talk to him. I would
even follow him back to his apartment, and help him fold his clothes
and put them away. He would repay me for my help by offering me soft
drinks.
We would talk about a lot of things. When he asked about my
father, I casually replied that he died in an accident at work when I was
very young. I was reluctant to discuss my mother, because she had
cautioned me not to discuss her sexual preference with anyone.
James asked, "Don't you like any of the men your mother
dates?"
I responded without thinking, "Mom doesn't date men!"
He must have read the unspoken message that my mother was a
lesbian. He smiled at me. While we were drinking our Pepsi's, he
placed his arm around my shoulders. I felt his warmth and cuddled up
against his body. He asked me if I had ever had a special friend before.
I was too naive to understand what he was asking. I simply said that
there were no children living in this apartment, and I had very few
friends at school.
James smiled at my lack of understanding of his question, but he
also understood that I was an innocent. He asked me if I had ever
played with my penis before. Mother had always cautioned me not to
play with it, even when washing myself in the tub, so I had never done
anything other than to hold it while peeing in the toilet. James told me
that men liked to play with their cocks, and even have other men to
play with them too.
I had seen mother playing with her girlfriends pussies and even
sucking them, without them knowing that I was watching. I figured that
if women enjoyed doing that to each other, then men must enjoy doing
the same thing to each other.
James placed his big hand on my lap. I had a very stiff boner
that was almost painful to the touch. He encouraged me to relax and
enjoy the feeling. He even kissed me on the mouth very sweetly. I had
never been kissed by a man like that. Mother and her women friend's
faces were so smooth, while James had stiff stubble around his mouth.
It scratched a little, but I didn't resist, instead I used my free arm to
wrap around his neck while he kissed me. My action emboldened him,
so he unfastened my pants. He worked them down as he picked me up
to slide my pants down my legs, and he did the same thing with my
jockey briefs as he sat me on his lap.
Now that my dick and scrotum was exposed he complimented
me on what a nice looking cock I had. Mother had me circumcised at
birth, so my knob had a fat roll around it. James bent over and played
with my shaft as he took my knob into his mouth. I can't even describe
how much I enjoyed the feeling of him sucking on my dick. When he
had my entire dick in his mouth he used his hand to roll my balls
between his fingers gently. I had never felt anything so exciting in my
life. He sucked me for a long time. Eventually I felt so relaxed that I
almost peed in his mouth. He eventually lifted his head up and kissed
me on the mouth again. I could almost taste my own cock in his mouth.
While he continued to hug me, he asked, "Did you like that?"
It hard to breathing, because I breathless as I said, "I HAVE
NEVER FELT ANYTHING LIKE THAT BEFORE! I LOVED IT!"
James assured me, "I love that too! Would you like to do that
for me?"
I knelt between his legs and started unfastening his belt. James
helped me unfasten his pants, as he bridged his body against the back
of the couch, so that he could pull down his pants and boxer style
underwear. I was fascinated to see what he looked like from the waist
down.
James had a thick patch of dark brown hair above his sex organ.
Halfway down his thighs was plenty of hair on his legs. I would say that
his cock was about six inches long fully erect, and he had foreskin
covering his knob. I had never seen a cock like that before. His balls
were incased in a sack that looked half empty resting on top of his
thighs. I bent over putting my face very close to his cock, as I peeled
back his foreskin. I could smell the pungent odor of his cock, and
admired the wet round head that didn't have that purple roll around
the knob like mine. I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock
into my mouth.
I started sucking on it while trying to get the entire shaft into my
mouth. I was bobbing my head up and down until I was able to press
my nose against his pungent smelling pubic hair. He warned me that he
was about to cum, but he also assured me that it would not hurt me to
swallow it. When he started squirting cum into my mouth I didn't think
it had much of a taste at all. I swallowed almost all of his cum. There
were a couple of drops at the corners of my mouth. James licked my
lips to clean my mouth before he kissed me.
We hugged each other for a while before we got dressed, so that
I could go home. He assured me that I was welcome to visit any time I
wanted. He assured me that if I didn't like what we had just done that
we could just be friends.
I was preoccupied the rest of the day. All I could think about
was how much I had enjoyed the way James had sucked on my dick.
There was something about the smell of his crotch and cock that was so
nastily erotic to me. When I retired to my bedroom, I played with my
cock for hours. I used my right hand to milk my cock the way I had seen
James milk his cock before allowing me to suck it. I did it until it actually
hurt to touch my dick.
The next day when I got home from school I watched for Mr.
Wright to get home from work. As soon as I saw him enter his
apartment I slipped out without telling Mom where I was going. I
knocked on James door, and waited nervously until he opened the door.
He had a pleasant smile, as he ushered me in. He asked me if I would
like to accompany him while he changed clothes. Of course I was
thrilled at the idea of seeing him naked.
In his bedroom he removed his jacket and hung it up, removed
his tie and hung it on a tie rack. He sat down on a dressing chair that
was a valet. Then he unbuttoned his dress shirt and hung it on the
wooden coat hanger as part of the chair. He sat back down and bent
over to untie his shoes and remove them. He removed his socks and
tossed them on top of a clothes hamper, before he unbuckled his belt
and pulled the zipper down. He stepped out of his pants and hung
them on the valet too. He deliberately teased me a little before taking
off his boxer shorts.
I admired his athletic build. His pecks were squared off, but his
belly was a little soft. There was hair on his arms and legs. He stood
there in front of me while he reached down and cupped his balls and
lifted them up and letting them fall, before he wrapped his hand around
his cock to pull the foreskin back to expose that wet head. It only took a
couple of strokes to produce a big drop of clear liquid. He identified it
as pre-cum. He used a fingertip to wipe it up, and rub it against my lips.
James sat back down and had me stand between his legs while
he undressed me. It was almost like I was a baby again the way he
pulled my shirt over my head, and undid my pants. I had a little raging
boner by that time. When he pulled down my briefs my little boner
hung up on my shorts, before it sprang up like steel spring. While he
sucked my cock he pulled off my shoes and socks. I was totally
surprised when he used a finger to play with my asshole while sucking
my dick. Having my asshole ticked was enough to drive me crazy. I
couldn't hold my butt still. When I couldn't stand having my cock
sucked any longer, he released my cock and smiled up at me.
We changed places and I sucked his cock until he fed me his
load of cum. He stroked my body afterwards before we went to bed
and I sucked his cock a second time. He discussed with me about anal
sex. He assured me that it would be painful, but eventually I would get
used to it. He didn't press me to do it right away. He told me to think
about it before telling him if I wanted to try it. We got dressed and we
kissed each other for a long time before I went home.
I thought about anal sex a lot for a long time. I visited him
several times and we sucked cocks, but I was frightened at the idea of
the pain. James was understanding and didn't press the point. I was
spending so much time at his apartment that eventually mother got
suspicious.
When she confronted me about where I was spending so much
time, I wouldn't tell her that I was sucking the cock of a man. I simply
told her that I had made friends with a man living in the apartment
building. She asked me, "Why don't you invite him to have dinner with
us?"
James was reluctant to accept her invitation, but I insisted,
because Mom might forbid me seeing him again. It was obvious the
James was nervous when he came to dinner. He did bring a bottle of
red wine. After I introduced James Wright to my mother, mother told
him not to let me bother him too much. James assured her that I was
no bother at all.
James became a regular dinner guest at our table, and he often
took the two of us out to dinner and the movies. One evening after
dinner he casually suggested, "Would you do me the honor of becoming
my wife?"
Mother was stunned by the offer, and it took her a moment to
recover. "James, honey don't you know that I am a lesbian?"
James was not flustered by her statement at all, "I have been
aware of your sexual preference for months. I just think it would be
beneficial for both of us. I can be Danny's father figure, and help you
raise him. Even if you have no sexual interest in men, although there is
nothing your girlfriends can do for you that I can't do for you! If you
don't want to have sex with me I would understand, and wouldn't
interfere with your relationships with other women. On my part there
are times that it would be beneficial for me to have a wife on my arm at
office parties, and I truly love your son!"
I was thinking she just doesn't know how much he loves me.
To my surprise mother leaned across the table and kissed James.
"I am well aware how much you love my son! You don't think I couldn't
smell your sex all over his body when he came home. I didn't say
anything because he has the right to have sex with anyone he chooses.
Why would it be beneficial for me to get married?
James said, "I can support you comfortably. We could set up
housekeeping in such a way that you could have your women friends
visit as much as you like. Danny and I could share a room together. We
could visit other men without disturbing you."
They got married just a few weeks later, and one of her
girlfriends was the maid of honor. They even made arrangements for
James to adopt me and change my name to Wright. I didn't anticipate
mother's willingness to let James to eat her pussy when she didn't have
a girlfriend around, but she didn't object when James moved into my
bed every night. He didn't introduce me to anal sex until Mom spent
the night with a girlfriend.
That night he sprayed my asshole with something that stung a
little before my asshole went numb. He greased up my asshole and his
cock with KY before he placed me on my back and lifted my legs up until
my butt was exposed to his cock. He rested his hands on the mattress
with my legs dangling over his arms at the elbows. I was apprehensive
about getting fucked, but my asshole was numb, it didn't hurt as much
as I would have thought. He fucked me at least five times that night.
My butt was sore for several days, but I never complained
whenever he wanted to fuck me from that day on. Mother even
watched him fuck me sometimes. She didn't make a habit of fucking
her girlfriends in front of me, but sometimes I did get to watch. All it
did was make me horny for James cock.
It was very pleasant having a father to introduce me to sports
and other male things, like hunting and fishing. He also shared me with
other men occasionally. I really did enjoy suck cocks while getting
fucked in the ass. We were lovers for many years. It broke my heart
when cancer caught up with him and he passed away. By that time I
was middle aged. I have been looking for a boy to bring out ever since.
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