Date: Wed, 22 Jul 2015 16:29:32 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: Photograhy Class  (Gay/Adult youth, oral, anal b/M, b/MM. m/MMM)

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Adult youth, oral, anal b/M, b/MM. m/MMM

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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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                    Photography Class
                          By
                         Wolf

	My first sexual experience with an adult came about
when I was in the seventh grade.  I was 12-years-old I took a
photography class at my magnet middle school.  The minute I
walked into the class I almost came in my pants.  The teacher
was an incredibly sexy man, named Mr. Fitzmorris.  He was
such a sexy man of about 55, and he had very hot reddish-
gray hair.

	I wanted to be with him as much as possible.  I just
didn't understand my feelings after all I had no practical
sexual experience.  I would do my best to stay after class to
help him clean up after class.

	One day, several months into the school year of flirting
with him, he brought me into the darkroom and asked, "You
think you're funny, huh?"

	This was my moment, but I was too scared to pursue it,
by telling him how I felt about him.  I couldn't say anything,
but he realized that I was struggling with my feelings for him.
When he got the message he took me in his arms and hugged
me.  I swear I sprang a boner that was poking his thigh.  There
was no way he couldn't feel it.

	He bent down and kissed me on the mouth.  I almost
wet my pants while he was sticking his tongue into my
mouth.  When he stepped back, he leaned against a bench
and proceeded to un-zip the front of his pants.  He reached
into his pants and pulled his cock out of his boxer shorts.  He
stood there jacking off in front of me for a moment.  I was
fascinated to see the reddish pubic hairs sticking out of his
underwear.

	He used the free hand to place it on the back of my
neck and pull my head down until my face was right in front
of his 6-inch cock.  My mouth was watering, so I opened my
mouth and swallowed his cock.  He fucked my face until he
came in my mouth.  After I swallowed his cum, he picked me
up and sat me on the counter, and unfastened my pants, so
that he could suck me off.  I had the strongest orgasm I had
ever had.  It took me so long to cum, that he recovered his
hard-on.

	He pulled me off of the counter, and turned me around
and pressed my head down onto the counter.  My butt was
exposed, and I was completely vulnerable.  He stuck a finer
up my ass, and said, "If you want to be my bitch you are going
to have to allow me to fuck your boy pussy!"

	I was willing but I couldn't picture him sticking his cock
up my ass.  I had no idea what he was doing.  He told me he
was giving me a finger wave.  All I know is that my cock
sprang a boner and started swinging back and forth with
every stork of his finger.  Before I knew it I had an orgasm.  I
squired a few drops of cum all over the metal door under the
bench.

	When he pulled my underwear and pants up I was
unaware that there was a wet cum spot on the seat of my
pants.  I went home and thought about what he had told me,
so I looked for something to stretch my asshole.  The first
thing I found that was about the same size and shape of his
cock was in the vegetable been of the fridge.  It was a green
cucumber.  I took it to my room and used some hair jell to
grease it up.  I undressed and saw the cum spot on my
underwear and pants.  I made a not to myself to rinse them
out before my parents got home.  I lay on my side, on of my
bed naked and used the hair jell to lubricate the cucumber
and my asshole, before gently shoving it up my ass.  It was
strangely fun fucking myself with the cucumber.  I even had
an orgasm while fucking myself.

	I did rinse my clothes and the bed spread before my
parents got home.

	After class the next day I waited for everyone to leave,
and told Mr. Fitzmorris that I had stretched my pussy last
night.  He told me that it was too risky to fool around at
school.  He suggested that I meet him someplace.  There was
a pause while he thought of where he wanted to meet me.
Then his face lit up and he gave me an address that wasn't far
from school.  While he was writing it down on a slip of paper,
he pulled out his cell-phone and quickly found a number on
his friends list.

	He said, "hello...Ya, it's me.  Can I use your apartment
say until seven today? Great, I will clue you in later!"

	He told me to walk fast, because he would still be there
before me.  We hugged and gave each other a quick kiss.  I
gathered up my things and made a mad dash to the address
he had given me.  When I got to the apartment build it dawn
on me that I didn't have the apartment number.  I was about
to panic.  Then the glass door of the building opened and Mr.
Fitzmorris came out and ushered me up the stairs to the
second floor.  It was very exciting for me to have his arm
around my waist with his hand on my butt.  He led me to
apartment 214 and he opened the door with a key.

	When we were in the apartment he closed the door
and pressed me against the back of the door while he kissed
me with tongue for a while.  He led me to the bedroom and
started taking my clothes off of me.  When I was naked, he
tossed me on the bed, and put on a show taking off his
clothes.  Seeing him naked caused my cock to come to
attention.

	Mr. Fitzmorris had a marvelous build.  His pubic hair
was a brick colored red.  He also had freckles on his arms and
his legs.  I guess most of them had faded with age.  He also
had a boner that looked like it could penetrate steel.

	He leaned over and sucked my cock until I gave him a
load of cum in the mouth.  I wondered how he was going to
fuck me.  He knew exactly where the lubricant was in the
night stand, and greased up my asshole and his cock.  Then
he mounted the bed, and picked my legs up as he positioned
himself against the backs of my thighs.  He rested my heels
on his shoulders and wrapped his arms around my thighs, as
he positioned his cock against the opening of my asshole, and
slowly forced it into my ass.  It hurt, but I gritted my teeth
and took it.  We were both sweating by the time he shot his
load of cum into my ass.  My cock was slapping my belly and I
even shot a load that landed on my belly and a dollop even
landed on my face.

	At that moment I knew I was always going to be a
man's bitch.  He fucked me regularly that year.  He even
introduced me to the owner of the apartment, and the two of
them used my mouth and ass.  I even learned how to
recognize guys that were into gay sex.  I learned how to pick
up men.  When I went to collage I found that the men's room
at the music and fine arts building was a hot bed of gay sex.
The most outlandish thing I ever did was to suck the cock of a
professor while he read the school newspaper, to the cheers
of crowd of people in the bathroom.




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