Date: Fri, 23 Sep 2005 09:29:55 -0700
From: Boystory <boystory@comcast.net>
Subject: Satyr-Boy 1

Well here's the first installment of "Satyr Boy".  It details the
characters first sexual experience.

As usual, if you're under 18, or in the company of someone under 18, then
please do not download or read this story.  The depictions in this story
involve sexual contact between a boy and an adult male.  The time frame for
these stories is during the boy's 8th through 16th year, and the men range
from age 19 to 60.  Unlike my other stories, this story is mainly about
sexual conquest.  If that is not to your liking, then please find another
story to read.  Also, I should state that the events herein are nothing
more than fantasy.  Any resemblance to any person alive or dead is purely
coincidental.  None of the events herein ever happened, not that some would
be all that bad if they did, but...

I would love to hear feedback on this story from all of you.  All emails
will receive a response (except blatant flames).  You can email me at
boystory@comcast.net.

Hope you enjoy this installment of "Satyr Boy"

Lenny boystory@comcast.net
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"S A T Y R B O Y" CHAPTER 1 - First Experience

Hey all, Daniel here.  I guess it's time for me to tell you about the first
time.  Let's see...

I had just turned 8 years old, and was being sent off to a month-long
sleepover camp.  My father had died a few weeks earlier, and my family
really needed for me to be gone.  I wasn't as happy as I could have been,
because nobody I knew was with me.  This was rough because I had just lost
my father, and felt really alone and needed someone to be close to.

I arrived at camp, and was shown my bunk.  My counselor, Eric, came up to
me and introduced himself.  Let me tell you, I was in awe.  As I've told
you before, I had been having feelings about other boys for a few years,
but when I saw him, I guess I fell in love.  Eric was about 19, about 5' 9"
tall (compared to my 5' 1" frame), and weighed about 140.  He had curly
brown hair, and a great body, from what I could tell.  His smile was bright
enough to light up a Las Vegas Casino Hotel.

Eric came over and started talking to me, and after a while, sat down on my
bunk.  He told me that he knew about my dad, and if I ever needed someone
to talk to, I could always come to talk to him.  I didn't know what to say,
so I shrugged my shoulders at him.  He got up and left.

Later that day, I was just walking around, keeping to myself when Eric came
up to me and asked if he could walk with me.  I figured, "why not", and
told him ok.  While we were just walking, not saying anything, he got close
to me and put his arm over my shoulders.  I've got to tell you guys, it was
the first contact I had received from another adult male that was not
related to me, and it felt electric.  I looked up at him, and for the first
time since my dad had died, I gave him a smaller version of his 1000 watt
smile.

He looked down at me, and his grin was from ear to ear.  We walked a while
like that, and then I decided to get a little bold.  I reached up and took
his arm off my shoulder, and grabbed onto his hand.  We walked hand in hand
for a while, and he finally said:

"This feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yea, I used to walk with my dad like this, I really miss him."

"Hey guy, if you ever want to talk, you can always come to me.  If you get
scared at night, just come in and you can sleep with me if you want."

I wasn't afraid in the least with him, and just looked up at him and
smiled.  In my mind I wondered if I could get closer to him, but was just
too shy to do any more at that point.

That night, while the 10 boys were in the cabin sleeping, I got up and had
a bit of a panic attack.  After all it was my first time sleeping away from
home.  Eric came out to me and just sat and held me to calm me down.  The
other boys were all looking and giggling and I was extremely embarrassed.
After a few minutes, I realized they weren't giggling at me, but at Eric.
It seems that in the confusion made by my screams, he had run out of his
room wearing nothing but a pair of bikini underwear, and he had a very
prominent bulge there.  He wasn't erect, but you could tell he had
significantly more to offer than any of us little kids.

He told me to come into his room, and I could calm down, so the other boys
could get back to sleep.  I didn't argue, and followed him.  After a while,
the other boys had gone back to sleep, and I was feeling better.  Eric had
been talking to me and soothing me, and I truly felt better.  He offered
for me to sleep with him, so I wouldn't get lonely, and for some reason, I
really wanted to.  He climbed into bed, just wearing his undies.  I looked
at him doing this, and decided that if he was going to sleep in his undies,
so would I.

I stripped off my PJ bottoms, and he just smiled at me.  I climbed into
bed, and lay down with my back to his front.  He put an arm over my chest,
and off to sleep I went.

The next morning, I woke up before Eric.  I was laying there, very
comfortable, but had a weird feeling in the back of my undies.  It was like
there was a lump or something pushing at my butt cheek.  I rolled over, and
was amazed.  There he was, laying there, still sleeping, but the front of
his bikini underwear had a bulge in them that was just amazing to an 8 year
old.  I reached over to touch it, if it was really is dick.  It looked so
big.  When I touched it, he immediately woke up, saw what I was doing, and
just smiled.

I was so embarrassed, and made him promise not to tell anyone I touched his
boner.  He just laughed.  I got up and went in to shower.  In the shower,
my feelings started going wild.  I was imagining what his boner would have
looked like outside his undies.  My little willy started to get hard, like
it had been doing for a few months.  This scared me, because I didn't
really know why it was doing it.

A few minutes later, I got out of the shower and got the surprise of my
life.  Eric was standing there, having just finished his own shower,
totally naked, and so was I.  I got my first look at an adult who was
naked.  Even my brothers were very secretive about their bodies and I never
got a chance to see them naked.  My jaw hung down when I looked at the most
perfect body.  His chest was hard and firm, he had muscles on his muscles,
and he had a dick, that, even though it was soft, was at least 6 times what
I had hanging between my legs.  I guess it was probably 5 or 6 inches soft.

I couldn't stop staring at him, and without a doubt, my dick got hard
again.  When I was hard, I was not all that small for an 8 year old.  I had
about a 3" hardon, which, from my examinations of the other boys, was a
little bigger than most of them.  He noticed my hardon and began to smile.
He said we needed to talk, so I followed him, naked, into his room.

We sat on the bed, both of us naked, and he asked me whether I was enjoying
looking at him.  I swallowed nervously, and just nodded.  His smile was
captivating.  He asked me if I wanted to touch his dick.  I didn't answer,
just reached over and took it in my hand.  It felt wonderful to me.
Instinctively, I began rubbing my hand up and down on his dick, and it
began to stiffen.  He told me that I was a good boy, and I could do that
for as long as I wanted.

As I stroked him, he got harder and harder.  And as a result, his 6" pole
got bigger and bigger.  When he stopped growing, it was probably about 10
inches long, and I could barely get my small hand around it.  He began to
stroke my 3 incher with his thumb and forefinger, and the feeling was
amazing to me.

We stroked each other for a little while, when the most amazing feeling
began to build in me.  It was weird, it felt good and bad at the same time.
I started getting scared, and he could see what was happening.  He told me
to just go with it and it would feel amazing in a few minutes.  I stopped
stroking him, and just lay there while he rubbed my up and down my little
stiffy.

A few seconds later, I began to feel my entire body beginning to stiffen
up.  My muscles were clenching.  I was almost terrified.  He kept stroking
me.  Then, to my amazement, I got the most pleasurable feeling I had ever
gotten in my life, and it was centered in my dick.  It washed over me and
my entire body shook.  It only lasted a few seconds, but, WOW! It was
amazing.

He stopped stroking my now, while still hard as a rock, sensitive dick.  I
just lay there gasping for air.  He smiled down at me and asked me how I
liked it.

The grin on my face told all.  I was so excited.  He asked me if I knew
what happened, and upon hearing me say no, he explained that I had just had
my first orgasm.  After listening to his rather technical explanation of
what that meant, I thought that if that was how it felt, I wanted to have
several a day.

I asked him if he had one too, and he told me no.  I felt bad, and asked
him if I could help him have one.  He smiled, and told me that his were
different because he was older, and when he had a orgasm, some stuff came
out of his dick.  Well, I had to see that!

I smiled at him, and just grabbed onto his still semi-hard dick and began
to stroke it again.  He hardened up immediately, and after a few minutes,
he told me to take my other hand and to gently rub his balls.  Well, that
was weird, I though, but if he wanted me to do it, I would.  Once I began
doing this, he began to moan.  I kept stroking his dick, and rubbing his
balls for a few more minutes when he gasped that he was ready to cum.

I didn't know what that meant, but I just kept on going.  His dick got
really stiff and seemed to swell, and then, I saw a huge squirt come out of
his dick and hit me on the cheek.  A few seconds later another, then
another, and another.  It was amazing.  One of the squirts hit me in my
open mouth, and I got my first taste of cum.  I liked it, I like it a lot.

Over the next week or so, Eric and I got together 3 or 4 times a day and
stroked each other to orgasm.  I got to the point where I would lick his
cum off his body and he really seemed to enjoy that.  I know I loved the
taste and just wanted more and more of it.

One my 17th night at camp, I waited until all the other boys were in bed,
and snuck into Eric's room.  He was asleep, so I stripped naked and climbed
into bed with him.  He woke up and noticed it was me and just smiled.  I
rolled over and began to stroke his dick, and he stopped me.  I was curious
why, and he told me that he wanted to teach me something better.

He lay me back on the bed, and started rubbing my balls.  He had never done
that, and it felt ok...not wonderful, but ok.  He looked at my stiffy, and
moved his head down like he was trying to take a good look, and then did
something that just floored me.  He licked my dick.  It was amazing.  The
next thing I realized was that he had the entire 3 inches of my boyhood
inside his mouth and was running his tongue all over it.  Well, needless to
say, it took no time at all for my dick to get that feeling, and I had the
biggest orgasm I had ever had.  Ok, I know I had only been having them for
17 days, but it was amazing.

He told me afterward that it was called a blow job.  I laughed and asked
why they called it that because he didn't blow, he sucked.  He laughed.
Then he asked if I wanted to suck him?  He said he knows I like to taste
his cum, and this way I could get it and there would be no mess.  I was
really anxious to try this.

He lay back on the bed, and I did to him what he had done to me.  I could
only get the head and about an inch of his dick into my small mouth, but I
stroked his dick below my lips.  I was truly in heaven.  I guess some boys
are just meant to suck dick.  I sucked him for a while, and then I could
feel his dick getting harder and beginning to swell.  He warned me that he
was going to cum, and cum he did.  It shot out of his dick, and immediately
filled my mouth.  Instinctively, I swallowed, just in time for another
squirt.  I swallowed and he squirt another 3 times, and I swallowed it all.

Eric, after regaining his breath, grabbed me and pulled me up to him.  He
hugged me and began to give me a kiss.  While kissing me, he pushed his
tongue into my mouth and began to rub it all over.  I liked the feeling and
pushed my tongue into his mouth.  We kissed a few minutes before breaking
contact.

He told me that I should probably go back to bed, so the other boys
wouldn't find us nake in bed together, so I did.

We sucked each other several times a day until the last night I was to be
in camp.  Earlier that day, he told me that he wanted our last night to be
special, so he arranged for another counselor to watch the other boys and
he and I would take a tent and sleeping bags out for an overnight hike
alone.  I was excited because I figured we could suck each other all night.

Right after dinner that evening, we took our packs and began to hike.  We
arrived at a secluded place to make camp and set up our tent.  We were both
excited and went right into the tent and got naked.  He had me lay down and
started sucking on me.  After a few minutes I had my orgasm, and felt very
happy.

I recovered, and went over to do it to him and he stopped me.  He said he
wanted to show me one more thing.  Well, he had never shown me anything I
didn't like, so I wasn't the least bit scared and said OK.

He told me to lay down on my tummy and he was going to show me how good my
butt could feel.  This seemed strange to me, but, like I said, I trusted
him.  He began rubbing my butt cheeks and it really did feel good.  He
began rubbing inside the crack of my butt and that felt good too.  When he
got to my hole and began rubbing there, I almost had an another orgasm.  It
felt wonderful.  But then he stopped.  I whimpered, and he said it was ok,
he was just getting ready for the next thing, and I should relax.

A minute later I felt his finger going back to my butthole, but this time
it felt cold.  He pushed at my hole, and to my surprise his finger slipped
inside.  It was an amazing feeling.  He kept pushing and pulling his finger
into my butt and it felt great.  A minute later he pushed a second finger
in with the first, and it still felt good.

He asked me if I had any pain, and I said no.  He just said that it was
great and now we could move on to what he wanted to teach me.  He told me
to roll over, which I did.  He grabbed my legs and pulled them up and put
my feet on his shoulders.  I could see his dick was very hard and shiny.
It looked like he had put something on it to make it so shiny.  He grabbed
his dick and began to push it toward my butthole.  When his dick touched
it, Electricity shot through my body.  When he pushed it and it started
going into me, I cried out because it really hurt.  He backed off, but then
began to press it in again, and the pain was less.  He did this a few
times, and then he told me that the head of his dick was inside.  He waited
for me to become accustomed to the feeling then he began pushing his
monster dick inside me.  It actually felt pretty nice, once I got over the
initial pain.

After a few minutes, I could feel the hair above his dick on my butt
cheeks, and I knew he had all of it inside me.  I was so proud of myself.
He began slowly pulling it out, and I cried out that I wanted it to stay
inside.  He laughed and said that now the fun part really begins.

He began a process of slowly pulling his dick almost all the way out of me
then pushing it back it.  The feeling was great.  He did this for a few
minutes, very slowly, then began to increase the speed.  My own dick was
the hardest it had ever been.  As he fucked me, I could feel my own orgasm
beginning to build.  After a few more minutes, he pushed his dick all the
way into me and I could feel him squirting his cum inside me.  That
triggered my own orgasm.  We came together.

Well, we were exhausted after that and just went to sleep.  The next
morning we packed up and hiked back to camp.  I was very sad because I was
going home that day, and I didn't know if or when I would ever see Eric
again.

He pulled me aside and told me that I should find other guys near where I
lived and get them to do with me what I was doing with him.  He said I was
a smart guy (not a smart kid) and I would figure out a way to get them to
do it with me.

He hugged me and I gave him a kiss on the cheek, after all we were in
public, and got on the bus.  I cried all the way home.

When I got home, Mom asked if I had a good time, and I smiled, and told her
I had the best time of my life.  I went into my room, closed the door, and
started thinking of who I could get to do stuff with.

But that's the next story.

Well, I hope you enjoyed my narrative on the first experiences I had with
gay sex.  I'll have another story out in a few days time.

Until then,

Daniel.