Date: Wed, 25 Nov 2009 12:57:55 -0500
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Passions of Jerry (gay/beginnings, oral, anal, b/mm)
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descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's
discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic
scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult
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Passions of Jerry
By
Wolf
I was always fascinated by men's cocks. We
lived on a farm and I found my brother's stash of
gay porn. I studied every picture very carefully.
They were glossy pictures of boys suck men's cocks.
I would hide in the barn and get totally naked and
study them while jacking off.
I was 9-years-old when my 14-year-old
brother, Wayne, and his buddy, Lyman, caught me
naked in the barn jacking off while looking at his
collection of pictures. Wayne said, "Its okay for you
to look at my pictures as long as you pay the price.
Come on Jerry suck my cock. There was not much I
could do to prevent them from having their way with
me. They were much bigger than me. The two of
them took out their cocks and jacked off in front of
me. Lyman urged me to touch his cock.
I did and thrilled at the feeling of it throbbing
in my hand. It did not take any encouragement on
their part to inspire me to suck their cocks until
they came in my mouth.
After the first time I was hooked on cock
sucking. I would actually seek them out and ask
them if they wanted me to suck their cocks. Wayne
made it a habit of making me suck his cock every
night after that too. When Lyman was around I
would take his cock in my mouth and would suck him
dry and begged for more. I became a cock hound
after that.
I would make it a habit of hitchhiking on the
highway in hopes of being picked up by men that
were looking for a blowjob. I found it strange that
there was such a variety of men looking for boys to
give them blowjobs. There were old gray haired men
that picked me up, men that were dressed in
business suits and even men driving family SUV's
with children's toys in the back. I didn't refuse any
of them. There were men with cocks that were no
longer than three inches and skinny men with cocks
that looked like Billy Clubs. There were cut ones
that bent to one side and monsters with foreskin like
a fire hose.
There was no way I could keep that up for long
before a man would insist that he wanted to fuck my
ass. I am submissive by nature but I feared the pain
of a man sticking his cock in my asshole. The man
had pushed his car seat back as far as it would go
and had fucked my mouth for awhile. He told me to
get it good and wet. I made sure I left plenty of
saliva all over his cock. While I was sucking he
reached under me and unfastened my pants. He
pulled my cock out and played with it. He pulled my
pants down my legs along with my underwear. He ran
his hand all over my ass. He stuck his finger in his
mouth before probing my asshole. That frightened
me, because I knew what he wanted to do next.
He eventually picked me up bodily and sat me
right on top of his cock. I could not believe it when
my asshole reluctantly spread open and my body slid
down the shaft. He kept his hands under my ass so
that he could lift me up and let me drop back down
on his cock. He started humping my bottom. I can't
deny that it hurt. Tears were streaming down my
cheeks. When he came in my ass I felt just how
much easier for his cock to slide in and out. When
he allowed me to get off of his cock cum was
dripping out of my asshole.
He gave me a handful of tissue to wipe my ass
with. I even stuffed some up my ass before pulling
my underwear up. I pulled up my pants and fastened
them. I waddled home very slowly that night. After
that I did not turned down any mans desire for ass.
One evening when I was hitching a ride on the
highway a car pulled over and when I saw the driver
I almost panicked. It was a man I knew. He lived
close to our farm and went to the same church. His
name was John Crawley. He insisted that I get in
the car. As I sat in the passenger seat of his car,
he reached across me and pulled the seatbelt across
my body and buckled it. Before he withdrew his
hand he brushed the crotch of my pants. The mere
touch of his hand caused my dick to spring to life. I
was embarrassed by the reaction of my dick.
John told me, "I heard about you from a
friend. If you like we can go to my home and have a
good time."
I grabbed his hand and held it against the
crotch of my pants.
"I take that as an affirmative!"
I nodded my head as he sat back in my seat.
He drove us straight to his place. I had seen him
many time in church and thought he was a very
handsome man. I had never suspected that he would
be interested in gay sex. He was a middle aged man
with short cropped gray hair. He had a medium build
and looked fit. The idea that we were heading to his
place to have sex had my heart pounding.
When we entered his home I checked out what
it looked like. It was not that much different from
my parents home. It just did not have things like a
woman would have like family pictures and coasted
on tables or doilies on the backs and arms of
furniture. John sat down in what was obviously his
favorite chair. He pulled me down onto his lap. His
rested his hand on my bare knee while he kissed me
on the mouth.
I liked to course the street in loose legged
shorts and silk shirt. When men were feeling me up
the thing silk shirt was like having nothing on when
their hands felt my chest. The shorts allowed them
to slide a hand up to my crotch and find out that I
didn't have underwear. I knew that it would not be
long before John would slip his hand up my thigh.
My dick was already at full erection.
It was thrilling for me to feel the way John
was playing with me. While he was kissing me he was
reaching around my body so that he could feel my
tit. The hand on my knee slid up my smooth thigh. I
felt the back of his fingers bump into my scrotum.
My dick danced to the touch of his hand. I almost
climaxed when he wrapped his strong fingers around
my dick. John fumbled with the buttons on my shirt
until all of them were unfastened. He slipped the
shirt off of my shoulders. He lowered his head and
started licking my nipples before he started sucking
on one.
When he pulled his hand out of the leg of my
shorts I regretted the absence of his hand. I
wanted to put his hand back up the leg of my shorts
but thought better of it when he started unbuckling
my belt. I wanted to help him but he would have
none of that. He wanted to undress me himself.
When he unzipped the fly my dick sprang out of the
opening. John took hold of me and started jacking
me off. He went so far as to suck my dick while
taking my shoes and socks off. I was totally naked
after he pulled the shorts off. He felt every inch
of my body before picking me up and standing up.
He placed me on the warm spot he had just vacated.
I sat there watching him remove his clothes.
It was not often I got to watch a man disrobe
before sucking their cocks. He had a good figure.
His muscles were not overly developed. The biggest
difference between him and younger men was the
amount of body hair covering him. By the time he
was naked I was mesmerized by the sight of his
cock. He had a thick boner sticking out in front of
his body. The scrotum was dangling between his
legs. When he approached me I could smell him. It
was as if he had been wearing the same shorts for a
few days without bathing. I opened my mouth so
that he could guide it into my mouth.
I just loved the feeling of that thick cock
entering my mouth. I ran my hand up the inside of
his leg until I was holding his balls. John was holding
my head and pulling my head back and forth. He was
just getting started when he suddenly pulled his
cock out of my mouth. I tried to follow it and get it
back in my mouth. He would not let me.
He picked me up and draped me face down
across the overstuffed arm of the leather chair. I
knew what was coming and I was puckering my
asshole in anticipation. He picked up a tube of KY
lubricant and squeezed some all over his cock. I felt
him drizzle some on my asshole. It felt cold until he
placed his finger on my asshole and rubbed it all over
the opening of my ass. He stepped up and placed the
head of his cock against my asshole. He placed his
hands on my shoulders and started pulling me
backwards while pushing his hips forward. His cock
had some resistance from my sphincter at first. By
the time he got the knob past my sphincter the rest
slid in smoothly. I can't even describe how satisfying
it was to feel him fucking my ass. We were both
sweating by the time he rammed his hips against my
butt and held it there while he came in my ass.
When he was done and pulled his cock out of my ass
I didn't even a thought to the cum dripping out of
my ass. I knelt on the floor in front of him and
licked his cock clean of his own cum. I was one
happy boy when he cleaned me up and took me home.
The only one to notice the way I was waddling
and the greasy spot on my shorts was Wayne. He
made me tell him all about it and give him a blowjob
before we went to bed.
I became John's sex toy until I went away to
college. I did hear that he got caught soliciting a
young boy while I was in college. I was the perfect
slut at college. I developed into a very submissive
bottom whore.
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