Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2007 10:43:27 -0700
From: Wolf pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Tommy Discovers Sex (gay / adult youth, m/M)

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descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's
discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
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              Tommy Discovers Sex
                      By
                     Wolf

	What is a boy going to do when he begins to
think he is a homosexual?  Tommy had always felt
uncomfortable playing the normal roughhouse games
the boys in the neighborhood played.  It was not a
matter of him not being able to take the punishment
that came with games like football or soccer.  He
could also defend himself in a boxing match.  He just
had a strange physical attraction to older boys and
men.  He learned early that he was not supposed to
touch other males too much.

	As he grew older he learned all of the negative
stereotypical images about homosexuals.  He hated
the names they were called.  At the same time he was
drawn to them.  When he had gone to town people had
identified gay bars along the highway with disgust
but he had taken notice where they were located.

	When he turned fourteen-years old he grew
bold enough to ride his bicycle to town and out of his
way to pass some of the gay bars.  When he grew
bolder he made a point to ride by at night and check
out the customers.

	At first he thought they looked just like any
men he had seen around his neighborhood.  Then he
saw some men that looked like rough and tough outlaw
bikers.  Some rode up to the bars on big Harley
Davidson motorcycles.  They kind of frightened him.
Then there were the ones that dressed in tight
fitting pants.  They had longer hair and when they
passed him he saw that they had makeup on their
faces.  He found them a little too showy.

	He wanted to meet at least one of the men
frequenting the bar he had staked out.  It had the
name of "Torches" emblazoned in neon across the
front.  There were no windows for him to look in and
the entrance had a black out double door that
prevented any passerby's seeing inside.  What drew
Tommy to this particular bar was that it did not have
a lot of extreme correctors hanging around.  The
bikers and what he learned were queens did not hang
around this bar.  Most of the men entering the place
looked like businessmen or what looked like the kind
of men he knew from his neighborhood.

	It took him a lot of time to work up the nerve
to talk to one of them men he saw.  He would
approach one coming out of the bar and before he
worked up the nerve to say something he would
chicken out and overt his eyes and walk past them.

	He noticed a chubby older man that was not
much taller than him coming and going.  He found that
he liked the way he looked.  He was always dressed in
a two or three piece suit.  The man's hair was turning
gray.  He tended to select blue, black and gray suits.
The ties were never too loud and looked like they had
been selected just for the suit he had on.

	One evening he happened to see the man exiting
the bar by himself early.  It was as if he had just
stopped by for a drink before going home.  Tommy
had parked his bike a block away and locked it up.  As
he approached the man he looked him right in the
eyes and asked, "Can I bum a match from you
mister?"

	The man grinned at him, "I'm sorry son I don't
smoke."  He patted his pockets as if he were making a
futile effort looking for matches.

	Tommy said, 'Neither do I."

	The man looked at him as if he were puzzled.
"Why would you need a light then?"

	Tommy said, "I just wanted to talk to you."

	The man looked at him very carefully.  "I am not
a chicken hawk, son."

	Tommy was puzzled by the comment.  "I'm sorry.
I don't know what that means."

	The man stopped walking and turned to face the
boy.  "That is what we call men that seduce young
boys."

	Tommy felt like he had been passed off because
he was too young.  "I'm not all that young.  "I'm
fourteen-years old."

	The man chuckled, "As old as that."

	Now Tommy was getting angry because he felt
as if the man was making fun of him.  "I didn't mean
to bother you."  His face reflected just how hurt he
was.

	The man felt like he had just offended the boy.
He reached for the boy's elbow before the boy had
taken two steps.  "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings
son.  It is not wise for men my age to become friends
with young men like yourself.  It could lead to
trouble."

	Tommy wiped his eyes with the back of his
hand.  "I have been attracted to men all of my life
and wanted to find out if I am a fagot for once and
for all."

	The man told him in a comforting voice, "Son we
prefer to call ourselves gay.  That word is used by
bigoted people as a dirty word."

	Tommy pleaded with him, "Would you teach me
everything about it?"

	The man asked him, "If you're telling me the
truth you can come home with me.  How did you get
here?"

	Tommy told him that he had his bike locked up
around the corner.  The man started walking in that
direction.  When they rounded the corner he saw the
bike locked to a sign post.  He waited while Tommy
unlocked it.  He led the youth to a public parking lot.

	The man's car was several years old.  It looked
well kept.  The paint job was waxed and clean.  It had
a few scratches on it from parking lots.  The problem
was what to do with the bike.  At least it was just a
24-inch trail bike.  By losing the handlebars and
pulling it down the bike fit in the trunk of the car.

	Tommy's heart was pounding as he got into the
passenger side of the car.  Tommy watched as the
chubby man sat deeply into the leather seat behind
the wheel of the car and started it.

	It was only a short drive to the old house where
the man lived.  During the drive home he introduced
himself as Gilbert and Tommy told the man his name.
The man even placed his hand on Tommy's thigh.
Tommy did not make a move to stop the man.  Gilbert
did not go any farther than that.

	The house must have been built in the 1920's.
The rooms were small and all of the doors had
rounded tops.  All of the doorknobs were cut glass.
The kitchen counters were rather low and the
cabinets were low enough to be easily reached by
short women.  There were modern conveniences like
dish washer, convection oven, stereo and LED
television but they did not look out of place.  They
could have looked as if the 21st century had been
thrust on an early 20th century home.

	Gilbert showed him every room in the house.  He
found the old fashioned bathroom very interesting.
It had a water tank attached to the wall and brass
tubing running down to the porcelain toilet that had
grape leaves and grapes in clusters around the
outside.  The sink was a matching pedicel type.

	Gilbert asked him, "If you need to use the
bathroom I will let you be alone."

	Tommy assured him that he didn't need to use
it.  Gilbert told him that there was no rush they could
talk a little while and enjoy a soft drink.  He got them
a couple of Cokes and led the youth to the living
room.  Gilbert deliberately sat in a chair facing
Tommy.  He did not want to frighten him and wanted
to make sure that Tommy knew what he was getting
into.

	Gilbert asked him what he knew about
homosexuality.  Tommy told him what he had learned
about it.  Gilbert was amused by some of the
misconceptions Tommy had about sex in general.  He
did not laugh at him or let him know by his facial
expressions that he was mistaken.  He simply
informed him of some of his misconceptions.

	Gilbert knew that Tommy would have to get
home soon so he told Tommy that the best thing to
do was for him to give him a blowjob and let him get
home.  If he wanted to find out more about sex with
men he could come back when he had more time.

	That sounded great to Tommy.  He started
unfastening his belt.  Gilbert knelt between his legs
and helped him get his tight fitting jeans down to his
knees along with his jockey shorts.

	Gilbert was impressed with the size of the
young man's cock.  He had one that was as large as
most and might even get larger as he grew older.  He
had brown pubic hair and his scrotum was wrinkled.
He felt the youth's package before talking it into his
mouth and sucking on the cock while holding the
scrotum.  Tommy was quick to cum n the man's mouth.
He did warn him that he was about to cum but Gilbert
would not stop.  He took everything the boy had and
swallowed it.

	Tommy felt a little embarrassed at having just
cum in the man's mouth.  Gilbert did take another sip
of his flat Coke afterwards.  He didn't want the boy
smelling cum on his breathe.  He helped Tommy pull up
his jeans and told him what a nice cock he had.  He
assured him that it was alright to cum in his mouth.
He told him that he loved the taste of cum.  He
helped Tommy retrieve his bike from the trunk of
the car and re-position the handlebars and tighten
them.  He stood there and watched Tommy heading
home.  He wondered if he would ever get a call from
him.  He had given Tommy a business card with his
home number on it.

	A few days passed and Gilbert had decided that
Tommy had changed his mind about the gay life.  He
did like the way the boy's smooth skin felt and what a
nice cock the youth had.  When the phone rang he
expected it to be a friend of his.  He just about said,
How's it hanging Jim." when he heard the voice of a
young male.

	Tommy told him that he would like to visit him
early Saturday.  Gilbert was not worried about
neighbors gossiping because his old house was
sandwiched between commercial properties.  They
were closed when he got home and rarely open on
weekends.  He agreed to allow Tommy to come over.
Tommy told him that he would be there by say 9 am.

	Gilbert selected a little more casual wardrobe.
He selected deck shoes without socks, tan
stretchable slacks, and a Hawaiian print shirt with
coconut shell buttons.

	When Tommy arrived on his bike he parked it
alongside the house and rang the doorbell.  When
Gilbert opened the door he saw that Tommy had on
clothes that looked very much like the ones he had on
the last time.

	He ushered the youth into the house and closed
the door.  He sat down on the sofa next to the youth
this time and was much bolder.  If the boy wanted a
sexual education he was ready to give him one.

	Gilbert set about undressing the youth.  He
wanted to do it all himself.  Tommy just sat there and
allowed the man to undress him.  When he was as
naked as the day his was born the man felt every inch
of his body.  Tommy was thrilled the way he touched
his flesh.

	Gilbert started kissing the youth's mouth while
he unbuttoned his own shirt.  He eventually had to
lean back against the back of the sofa so that he
could unfasten his slacks.  He used his toes to remove
his deck shoes.  Then he lifted his big butt up and
pulled down his slacks.  He had on satin boxer shorts.
The fly would not stay closed.

	Tommy saw that the chubby man had a big belly
that must have been at least 48 inches around.  His
skin was as smooth as his own.  There was no hair on
his chest.  He saw that the man had a cock sticking
out of his under shorts that was not much bigger
than his own.  There were gray pubic hairs sticking
out of the shorts too.  When Gilbert lifted his butt
up and removed his shorts Tommy saw that his
scrotum was like a baseball resting between his thick
legs.  He could not resist taking hold of the man's
cock and squeezing it.

	Gilbert also took hold of Tommy's cock.  They
sat there jacking each other off slowly.  The boy had
never kissed a man the way Gilbert had been kissing
him and he wanted to continue doing it.  He turned his
body until he was practically lying on top of Gilbert's
belly and started hissing him.  He felt the stubble of
his beard on his lips as he parted the man's lips to
stick his tongue into the man's mouth.

	Gilbert didn't want the boy to cum as quickly as
he had before.  He stopped pulling on his cock and
just kissed the boy.

	Tommy wanted to find out what a cock tasted
like.  He licked the chubby mans throat on his way
down.  He found that the man had flabby tits.  He
was able to suck the nipples into his mouth.

	Gilbert had no intention of stopping the boy.  He
allowed the boy to suck on his nipples as long as he
wanted.  When the boy started licking his belly
Gilbert placed his hand on top of his head and pushed
him down towards his crotch.

	Gilbert's crotch was very worm and smelled of
male flesh.  Tommy got hairs caught in his mouth as
he licked his way to that fat cock.  As he placed his
mouth over the knob and started sucking on it.

	Tommy did not resist when Gilbert bent over
and took hold of his hips and pulled him up so that he
could position him on the sofa on his knees.  That way
he could play with the youth's cock.  While he enjoyed
having his cock sucked he was free to play with the
youth's cock.  When Gilbert slipped a finger between
his legs along the seam of his scrotum to his asshole
he felt it tickle as the man played with his asshole.

	Gilbert warned him when he was about to cum.
Tommy had to taste cum.  After all Gilbert has
swallowed his cum.  He felt the cock jerk and he felt
the warm liquid fill his mouth.  He swallowed it and
felt his own cock jerk as he squirted cum on the sofa.

	Tommy tried to apologize but Gilbert assured
him that it was OK.  They hugged each other and
Gilbert kissed him while cleaning Tommy's mouth with
his tongue.  They relaxed and talked until Gilbert
noticed that the youth was getting hard again.

	It was just too bad that Gilberts could not
recover that fast anymore.  He asked Tommy if he
was ready to find out what it was like to fuck a man.

	Tommy had heard about men fucking each other
in the ass but never believed it happened.  He told
Gilbert that he would try.

	Gilbert got off of the sofa and knelt on the
floor with his fat belly resting against the edge of
the sofa.  Gilbert deliberately had selected the place
where Tommy had shot his cum on the sofa.  He told
Tommy to get behind him.  While Tommy was getting
behind him he pulled his butt cheeks apart with both
hands to so Tommy could see his target.

	Tommy straddled the chubby legs and looked at
the asshole.  It was a dark brown with only a few
dark hairs around the ring.  He took hold of his cock
and it seamed to be longer than he had ever seen it
before.  He wiped the crack with the head of his cock
from the balls to the twin dimples on the small of the
back.

	When Gilbert begged him to fuck him Tommy
pushed the head of his cock into the brown hole.  It
felt tight but it was thrilling to have his cock
sheathed in the asshole.  He started fucking the man
and he watched the big fat butt ripple with every
thrust.  Gilbert's fat belly and tits giggled when
Tommy thrust deep into the ass.  When Tommy shot
his load into the man's ass he moaned and didn't even
notice that Gilbert was rubbing his face into the wet
spot on the sofa.

	They lounged around the house awhile.  They
sucked each other's cock one more time before
Tommy had to get dressed and go home.

	That night while in bed Tommy was very pleased
with himself.  He had his first gay lover and he was
learning about sex.  He pulled his pajamas down and
masturbated slowly.  While he was doing that he
developed a tingle in his ass and wanted to find out
what it was like to be fucked.  The best he could do
that night was stick a finger up his asshole.

	Tommy asked Gilbert to fuck him the next time
he visited but Gilbert was in no hurry to deflower the
boy.  He assured him that in time they would do it.
For the time being Gilbert was happy allowing the boy
to fuck his ass when ever Tommy wanted to fuck him.
In time Gilbert prepared Tommy to be fucked in the
ass.


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