Date: Wed, 20 May 2009 18:34:49 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Old Baldy (gay\adult youth, m/m, m/M)

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                         Old Baldy
                            By
                           Wolf

	My uncle and wife lived just off the road to the Old
Baldy ski lift village.  They had one son, named Michael
Allen Donaldson.  He was born the same week that I had
been born.  We were closer than brothers.

	My parents lived in the valley.  It was more than an
hour's drive to my uncle's cabin.  I don't know if our
parents picked our named on purpose.  I was named
Daniel Albert Mayfield.  We found it amusing that his
initials were MAD and mine were DAM.

	I spent as much time with my cousin as possible.
Old Baldy was almost 1200 feet high.  There was snow on
the peak 9 months out of every year.  The skiing was
decent 6 months out of the year.  The ski lift was used
for sightseeing during the summer months.  The village
was not all that large because the restricted space in the
narrow space.  The commercial buildings were wedged
against the walls of the canyon to allow as much parking
space as possible during the ski season.  The permanent
residences were scattered along the road where ever
there was enough space to place a cabin.

	My uncle's cabin was just about the 4000 foot level.
That meant there was only snow on his cabin a few weeks
every year.  It was kind' a fun to sleep in the front
bedroom on the second floor with the window open and
rest your feet in the snow on the roof of the front
porch.  The heat from the pot bellied stove downstairs
over headed the rooms on the second floor.

	Mike and I hiked up and down the creek that flowed
down the canyon all of the time.  The water flowed year
round.  The ground water supplied the water when the
snow was gone.

	The summer of our tenth year we were playing
downstream from his cabin where there was a small
waterfall that had scoured out a small pool.  The water
was about waist deep on an adult male.  For us it was
chest deep.  During the summer the canyon would get as
much as 98 degrees and rather humid under the thick
canopy of trees.  We were hot and sweaty, so we got the
bright idea to strip off our clothes and swim in the pool.

	When we entered the water we found that the
water was so cold that it was painful.  We planned to
toughed it out in hopes that we would get used to the
temperature of the water.  We figured that if we kept
moving we might warm up.  When we started having chills
and our scrotum had shriveled up drawing out nuts up
into our bodies we gave up and got out of the water.  We
stretched out on a flat rock on the side of the pool.

	The absorbed heat of the rock felt good on our
backsides.  We felt out scrotums and giggled because we
could hardly find our nuts.  I reached for Mike's cock and
started jacking him off.  Mike didn't resist at all.  He
simply reached over my arm and took hold of my cock and
started jacking me off too.  We were so busy with our
activities that we didn't hear the footsteps coming down
the creek over the sounds of the water fall and the birds
in the trees.  When we felt the shadow being cast over
us, we looked up to see the man standing over us.

	The man must have been between six-foot four or
six and slender built.  He was dressed in hiking clothes.
Light lose fitting khaki pants, sturdy boots, lose fitting
long sleeved shirt with a fanny pack around his waist.  He
has a gray mustache and goatee thick eyebrows and he
was bald headed.  When we saw him we let go of each
other's cock and tried to cover our own crotches.

	The man was standing between us and our clothes.
He said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your game.
Please continue playing with each other!  If you don't
mind I would like to use your pool to cool off too."

	I felt like a fool when I said, "It's not our pool."

	The man took off his clothes and sat on the rook so
that he could slide into the pool.  When he was in it he
splashed cold water on his chest.  Both Mike and I got a
good look at his body including his cock and scrotum.  We
were impressed by the size of his cock.  It was long and
even in its limp state it swung freely between his legs as
he moved.  The scrotum was a long sack with the left
testicle handing lower than the right.  The man rubbed
the cold water all over his body and exclaimed, "Damned
that is cold, but it feels good."

	When he waded out of the water he was pulling on
his balls with one hand and stroking his cock with the
other.  I was impressed that his cock recovered from the
cold water so fast.  In no time it was fully erect and
standing out straight in front of his body.

	He sat down on the rock next to us and asked us if
we enjoyed playing with each other's cock?  We didn't
know how to answer that question.  His next question
was, "Have you ever sucked each other's cock?"

	All we did was blush.

	The man asked, "Why don't you show me how the
two of you do it?"

	I looked at Mike and he sat there looking at me.
We didn't say anything to each other.  I reached over
and took hold of his hips as I placed my head between his
legs.  His cock was about the size of an Oscar Myer
wiener, both in length and diameter.  Mike was un-cut and
his foreskin covered the knob completely.  It looked like
an earth worm in a way.  I opened my mouth and started
sucking on his cock.  I held his little scrotum in my hand
and rolled his balls between my fingers.  While I was bent
over sucking my cousin's cock the man started running his
hand over my ass.

	It felt good having his big hands roaming over my
butt.  I felt his finger sliding up and down the crack of
my ass. It tickled, so I was wiggling my butt around.
When his finger touched my asshole I jerked suddenly
and his finger entered my asshole.  I froze because no
one had ever stuck their finger in my ass before.  It felt
strange.  When I relaxed it actually felt good having his
finger in my ass.  Mike was watching the man finger
fucking my ass while I was sucking his cock.  He must
have been enjoying the view because his dick was jerking
in my mouth.  Both of us were too young to cum but we
sure enjoyed the feeling.

	While Mike recovered and I was relaxing my jaw
the man took hold of his own cock and jacked off, fast
and furiously for a few minutes and then shot while gobs
of cum into the pool of water.  It floated on the surface
for as moment before dispersing in a milky cloud as it
flowed down stream.  When he was finished her started
getting dressed.  He suggested that if we were up to it
that we should meet there the same time tomorrow.  He
told, "You boys might enjoy finding out what boy pussy is
all about."

	He headed back up stream before we could respond.
We sat there discussing what he was talking about.  We
knew what pussies were and knew we didn't have one.
Mike asked me what it felt like when he stuck his finger
up my ass.  I confessed that it felt funny but good.  It
made my dick hard.  He wanted to find out what it felt
like too.  I told him to roll over and I will show you.  Mike
rolled over and got on his hands and knees.  I positioned
myself behind him and spread his butt open.  I spit on his
asshole and started rubbing my finger up and down the
crack.  I spit on his asshole one more time before
sticking my finger in his hole.  Just like I had done he
showed very little discomfort as the finger entered but
when I started finger fucking his ass he relaxed and I
saw his dick growing as it swung between his legs.  Then
it dawned on me.

	"That man was talking about our assholes as boy
pussies.  He wants to fuck our butts like we are girls."

	Mike said, "Do you think you would enjoy that?  I
mean, do you actually think he could stick that cock of
his in your butts?"

	I thought about it for a moment while I thought
about the cock I had seen.  "I guess it can be done.  I
might enjoy it."

	We eventually got dressed and headed home too.
That night while we were in bed together, we sucked each
other's cocks and finger fucked each other's asshole.  As
horny as boys can be we eventually exhausted ourselves
and fell asleep.  His mother called upstairs the next
morning for us to get up and make our bed before
breakfast.  We bailed out of bed and got dressed before
she decided to come upstairs to get us out of bed.  We
had breakfast and were out of the house in no time.

	We followed the water upstream all of the way to
the village.  We rummaged around in the Dempsey
Dumpsters for things that had been discarded that we
might use.  We had found things like broken ski poles.
We would use them for hiking poles.  Broken skis were
cut to make skis that would be our size or fashion
bobsleds out of four portions of skis.  We had found lost
or broken camping gear.  Everything was fair game for
our imaginations.  Sticks were fashioned into guns and
discarded packs were combat gear.  The games would fill
our mornings.  Hunger would remind us of mealtime.  We
headed home for lunch and stowed away our discarded
treasures.  In the afternoon we looked at each other
because we knew it was getting close to the time we were
to meet that old man.

	When we were outdoors Mike asked me, "Do you
think we should actually head for the pool?"

	I said, "I want to find out whatever it is he wants
to do with us."

	We headed downstream for the pool.  When we got
there we took off our shoes and dangled them in the
water.  To pass the time we tossed rocks against the
rooks on the opposite side of the stream.  When the
rocks struck the other rocks the noise was a cracking
sound like the sound of a rifle report.  Time passed while
we waited for the arrival of the man.  Typical of boys our
age we were so busy talking and making noise we didn't
hear him approaching down the stream until he was close
enough to say, "Hi boys!"

	His greeting startled us.  We both stammered, "Hi!"

	He approached us and sat down on the rocks next
to us.  I had noticed that this time he was dressed far
more casually.  He had on tan shorts with large cargo
pockets, the same hiking boots that he had on the other
day and an olive green cotton shirts that had the sleeves
rolled up above the elbows and strap buttoned to hold
them up.  His bald head was covered with a floppy
brimmed felt hat.  He asked, "Have you boys come to
find out about boy pussy?"

	I looked him in the eye, "I know what boy pussy is!
I don't think your dick can fit in our butts."

	The man laughed, "You would be surprised what
could fit in your butts.  It will take a little time but
eventually we could stretch your butts enough that you
can have two men my size in your ass at the same time."

	I closed my eyes and tried to picture what I would
look like with two dicks in my ass.  It was a hard picture
to believe.

	The man had a day pack slung over one shoulder.
"I'm glad that the two of you chose to meet me here
today.  I take it the two of you want to find out about
boy pussy?"

	I felt sheepish when I said, "I think so."

	The man said, "That's great.  As much as I would
enjoy having sex with the two of you here by the pool, I
think it would be better if we found someplace a little
more private."

	There was a pause as he waited for us to think
about his statement.

	He continued, "I'm staying at a cabin up the canyon,
not too far.  We would not be disturbed there."

	I had been told to never get in a car with anyone I
didn't know, but I felt a little safer because my cousin
would be there.  I agreed and Mike nodded his head in
agreement.  We followed the stream up the canyon.  We
didn't draw attention to the fact that we passed Mike's
cabin on the way.  I had no idea just how far we would
have to walk to it to his cabin.  I can only guess that it
was another three quarters of a mile to a mile before the
man led us up the bank to another log cabin not all that
different from Mike's cabin.

	When we were inside the man offered them soft
drinks and told them his name was Burt.  We told him our
names and sipped our drinks.  I was checking out his
cabin.  It was what you would expect, distressed rustic
maple furniture, chandler made out of deer antlers and
rock fireplace blackened from many years of use.  There
were some lanterns around the place with smoky
chemises from use that added the smell of coal oil to the
cabin.

	The man said, "Can I show the two of you some
pictures that you might enjoy seeing?"

	I nodded my head up and down affirmatively.

	Burt pulled a box from a bookshelf and handed it to
me.  When I opened it I found a stack of photographs.
The one on top caught my eye right away.  It was a
picture of a naked boy no older than me jacking off, with
a naked man standing slightly behind him holding his own
cock too.  I handed the picture to Mike.  He looked at it
and turned it face down while I was already looking at
the second picture.  The collection was a series of the
boy sucking the man's cock the last few were of the man
actually fucking the boy's asshole.  The look on the boy's
face was pure joy.  There were a couple of more groups
of pictures of other boys having sex with men.  I was
passing them to Mike when I finished looking at them.

	The last group of pictures shocked me when I sat
the boy in the photos were of Mike!  There he was buck
naked jacking off for the camera.  When I looked at him
he had the biggest grin on his face.  The following
pictures included Burt.  He was able to swallow all of
Burt's cock.  There were pictures of him lying on his back
with his legs resting on Burt's shoulder while the man's
cock was disappearing into Mike's asshole.  I looked at
him and asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

	Mike wrapped his arm around my shoulders and
hugged me.  "I didn't know how to tell you about me and
Burt.  We figured it was best to let you find out slowly."

	While we were talking Burt had removed his shirt
and shorts.  He didn't have on an undershirt or
underpants.  That long dick was dangling there for us to
admire.  Burt and Mike both had big grins on their faces
as they started laughing.

	Mike stood up and peeled off his clothes while Burt
felt him up.  I shed my own clothing while Burt picked up
a tube of lubricant.  He applied a generous amount of the
stuff on the fingers of his right hand and greased up his
cock.  Mike draped his body over the back of the couch.
He spread his own butt with both hands.  Burt assumed
the position behind Mike and used his greasy fingers to
lubricate Mike's asshole.  I was sitting so close I could
smell Mike's ass, Burt's body and even the fragrance used
in the lubricant.  I watched as Burt placed the head of
his cock against Mike's asshole.  The opening slowly
stretched as the knob penetrated the hole.  Every now
and then Burt would pull back a little and the skin on
Mike's asshole would stretch out as if the skin didn't
want to let go of the meat.  Slowly but surely Burt stuck
all of his cock in my cousin's ass.  When the man's pubic
hair was pressed against the smooth boy's butt, he
started rocking his hips back and forth while he clung to
Mike's hips.

	Mike had shown some signs of discomfort when the
cock entered his ass, now he was moaning in pure joy.
>From my view point I saw that Mike's cock was dangling
between his legs.  It was pressed downwards by the back
of the couch.  The thing was a hard as I had ever seen.

	Burt asked, "Are you ready to find out what it is all
about my son?"

	I could not speak, so I nodded my head again.  Burt
told me to position myself next to Mike.  When I did as I
was told Burt put some more lubricant on his fingers and
while he continued fucking Mike, he stuck his greasy
fingers into my asshole.  It felt strange having a man's
long finger or two stuffed into my asshole.  My own cock
was stabbing the back of the couch.

	Burt shifted his body after pulling his cock out of
Mike's ass.  He lined himself up with my little brown hole
and pressed the knob against my hole.  I felt my asshole
spread.  I instinctually puckered my ass and it hurt like
hell as the dick pressed against my opening.  Burt slapped
my ass and told me to relax or I would never enjoy this.

	It was strange but when I pushed like I was going
potty the knob slid in past the opening.  Burt would slowly
work his cock in and out, with each thrust he went a little
deeper until I actually felt his body pressed against me
butt.  I knew that he was all the way in by that.  I felt
some pain but nothing I could not handle while Burt
fucked my ass.

	Mike had moved behind Burt and was holding his
balls up.  He even slipped the hand under Burt to take
hold of my cock.  That way Burt and my balls were
resting on his arm.  It was driving me crazy, having my
cousin playing with my dick while the man was fucking my
ass.  At one point Burt slammed his hips against my butt
and froze while gripping my hips had as he pulled me
backwards against his body.  I knew he was squirting his
cum up my ass.

	He eventually withdrew his meat from my ass and
went around the couch and sat down.  He pulled me over
the back of the couch and placed my head in his lap.  His
dick was covered with cum.  I felt the slimy stuff all over
my face as he rubbed my face against his cock.  I opened
my mouth and swallowed as much of it as I could.  It was
so strange to feel my mouth filled with warm meat.  The
only thing Burt objected too was me trying to stick my
tongue into his piss hole.

	Burt assured me that in time I would enjoy being
fucked as much as Mike.  We lounged around and relaxed
while we recovered.  My ass was throbbing at the same
time it felt empty.  We looked at more pictures of boys
having sex with men.  There were pictures of boys being
fucked in the ass while another man was sticking his cock
in the boy's mouth.  Just looking at all of the nasty
pictures was turning me on.  Burt encouraged us to play
with each other's dicks.  We masturbated each other and
sucked each other until Burt was ready again.

	Burt had Mike lay on his back on the floor with his
butt resting against the couch and his legs knees almost
resting against his shoulders and his toes on the floor.
Mike's butt was lewdly exposed between Burt's legs.

	I watched in fascination as Burt grasped his cock
and pointed the knob at my cousin's asshole.  I watched
as Burt squatted over his body and drove the cock deep
into his asshole.  Burt fucked him and invited me to milk
Mike's cock for him.  It was thrilling to jack him off
while Burt fucked him.  This time when Burt was ready
cum he withdrew and squirted cum all over Mike's balls
and my hand.  He encouraged me to lick up his cum to
find out what he tasted like.  It was getting late so we
cleaned up and got dressed before heading home.

	That night we talked about what had taken place
that day.  Mike told me he had met Burt earlier that
year.  We took turns fucking each other that night
before going to sleep.  The next day we headed back up
the creek to Burt's.

	Burt was pleased to see us.  When he allowed us
into his cabin he had a video on his television.  It was a
bunch of boys about our age playing in a forest.  They
were all naked.  When they came to a cabin they were
greeted by a bunch of men.  The orgy was something to
watch.  Boys were lying on their sides jerking themselves
off while men were behind them fucking their asses.
Several of the men pulled their cocks out the boys butt
before they came and stuck their cocks in the boy's
mouths so that the boys could taste their cum and clean
their cocks of the taste of boy ass.

	This time Burt wanted to fuck my ass.  The only
question was how he was going to do it.  It was Burt's
idea that he should sit in his favorite maple armed chair
after we had all removed out clothes.  I stepped up onto
the chair facing him and squatted down until the head of
his cock was lined up with my asshole.  I slowly lowered
my body until it entered me.  I had never felt so full.  I
started rocking back and forth so that his cock was
pulled half way out and then sat back driving his pole up
my ass.  I was not happy until I felt his warm flesh
pressing against my butt.  My little cock was bobbing up
and down.  It was stiff as a rod of steel.  It came as a
shock when I shot cum all over Burt's belly without either
of us touching my cock.

	Burt used his finger to wipe his belly and he sucked
on his fingers while I was still fucking myself on his rod.
When he was ready as I rocked forward Burt lifted his
ass driving his cock home and he arched his body like an
English long bow.  Cum was oozing out of my ass making
his pubic hair wet.  When he finally allowed me to
dismount, he pulled my head down to his lap.  I had been
sweating so much that my hair was damp.

	What can I say his cock was covered in his own cum
and the slimy residue of the walls of my ass.  I started
licking his cock and swallowing his cum and my secretions
before he pulled my head down, driving his cock down my
throat.  I was still sucking cock when Mike picked me up.

	When I was standing, with my legs spread and knees
bent he stuck his cock in my ass, while holding onto my
hips as he fucked me.  Mike came fast in my ass.  When
he pulled out I felt some warm cum splashing on my back.
Burt pulled me across his lap and licked Mike's cum from
my back.

	I was never the same.  I visited Burt even when
Mike was visiting other people.  When my uncle would
take the family to visit relatives I would get a ride on the
pretence of visiting my cousin.  I would get out of the
car on the road and walk up the creek to Burt's.

	Sometimes Burt would have company.  If it was
another man I would get the pleasure of being fucked
while sucking cock.  If it was another boy we would put
on a show for Burt by sucking each other and riming ass
before Burt would fuck us.  One time he had a male guest
that had brought along his young son.  The boy didn't
even look old enough to be in school.  He did enjoy jacking
off in front of us though.  The father let me fuck his
son while he fucked my ass.  Burt got to fuck the man
and me after they left.

	Sex became my one consuming passion.  I was trying
to seduce every boy I met.  I almost got in trouble one
time when I befriended the son of the minister of my
parent's congregation.  When we were alone I talked him
into a mutual jerk-off.  But when I tried to stick my cock
in his ass, it hurt him and he threatened to tell his
father if I tried that again.

	He was not above helping me seduce other boys in
the church.  We had a group of ten boys that were
dropping their pants for an ass fuck and sucking cocks.



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