Date: Wed, 3 Aug 2016 16:22:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: Oliver's Story (Gay/Adult youth, oral, b/m

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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                       Oliver's Story
                            By
                           Wolf

	I grew up in a home with just my mother and a sister
seven years older than me.  Not having a male role model left
me wishing I had an older brother.  By the time I reached the
age of 11 I was discovering sexual desires.  I had discovered
the pleasures of masturbation.  I sought out classmates to
bond with, and what little sexual knowledge I had was
gleaned from my classmates.

	Before my sister was going to start college the next
academic school year she started dating one of her
classmates from upper school.  He was a gorgeous guy named
Luke.  Because I had always wanted an older brother, I quickly
bonded with him.  He was willing to play football with me.
We watched TV and went to the movies together, and he
discussed music with me.  He was always very tactile with me
when we were horsing around, and I loved cuddling with him
while watching TV.  I accepted his affection for me without
question.  He never displayed too much affection towards me
when mother or my sister were around.

	(I learned later the obvious reasons he was attracted to
me.)

	One time Mother announced that she wanted to spend
the holiday for a week with her sister, during my school
holiday.  I begged to be allowed to stay home!  My sister
promised to be responsible for me.  It helped that Mother
loved Luke, and he promised to look after me ae well.

	I knew that Luke was fucking my sister, but when
Mother was around they played it cool in an effort to keep
her from knowing.  They were not as careful around me.  I
had seen the feeling each other up while making out.

	The first night after Mother left for her sister's I heard
them through the walls having sex with each other.  The
sounds mad me horny and my little Willy was hard, so I
played with it, because I loved the feeling.

	My sister had a job, so she had to get up early.  I head
her tell Luke to look after me before she left her bedroom.
When she was gone I knocked on her bedroom door, and
Luke said come in Oliver.

	I still had my pajamas on, and he was lying on the bed,
and his naked body was covered up to the waist by the
blankets.  We talked for a while, laughing and joking as we
had done many times.  Then he asked, "Do you wanted to get
in bed with me, rather than standing there all morning?"

	I must have turned three shades of red.

	He said, "Don't sweat it!  It's okay. As he flipped the
covers back exposing his naked body.

	When I got under the covers he started rubbing his
hand gently up and down my body.  He even stroked my face
and hair, suddenly kissed me on lips.

	I was frozen with a mixture of fear and lust, I barley
understood what was going on.  I vividly recall him saying,
"What we're doing you can't tell anyone or I will get in a lot
of trouble."

	I nodded and said, "I won't tell anyone!"

	He said, "I'm going to make you feel nice, and don't
worry."

	I must have looked worried, lying there on my back as
he slowly started unbuttoning the top of my pajamas, and
pulling the drawstring holding up my bottoms.  (I remember
instantly trying to cover up my crotch.)

	He said, "You're beautiful!  If don't want me to stop I
well!"

	He gently kissed me on the mouth and placed his big
hand on my crotch and started whanking me.  It felt amazing
having someone else playing with my Willy, and he was also
was wanking his own Willy.  I was breathing very rapidly and
he must have felt when I was about to have an orgasm, so he
said, "Look at me, and don't be frightened you're about to
feel something incredible."

	What happened next was my first dry orgasm.  Wave
after wave of pleasure rushed through my body. While I was
still in a daze he straddled my body and continued pulling on
his Willy until he squirted his jizz all over my young body.  It
was all very overwhelming.

	Over the next few days whenever my sister was at
work he introduced he to sex.  There were lots and lots of
mutual masturbation.  Then he introduced me to oral sex.

	When we were alone he had me take down my pants
and rather than wank me, he bent over and took my Willy
into his mouth and sucked me to an orgasm.  After I had my
orgasm he pulled down his pants and invited me taste his
cock.  He assured me that swallowing his cum was good for
me.  So I sucked his cock until he squired cum into my mouth.
Sucking cock became a regular activity after that.  The next
thing he taught me was rimming.

	One afternoon after I had swallowed his cum, he rolled
me over and pulled me to my hands and knees before he
placed his hands on my butt and it startled me when he
started licking my asshole.  I had never dreamed that that
anyone would actually lick someone's asshole.  It felt amazing
though, and he also took hold of my penis and pulled on it
with my balls resting on the back of his hand.  He licked my
hole and stuck his tongue into my arse for a long time.
Eventually I had a dry cum just from him eating my asshole.
In fact I had so many dry orgasms I lost count, and I was
exhausted by the time he was finished.

	He wanted to fuck me but I was too scared, so he finger
fucked my asshole until that got me off.  (I guess he found the
prostrate.)

	Anyway he continued having sex with me during the
school holiday whenever he could get me alone.  After the
holiday we never seemed to be alone that much.  My sister
went away to University, and they spit up.  I never saw him
again.  I was devastated at first, but got over it when I started
messing around with Callum Jenkins who was 9 years old.
But that's another story



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