Date: Mon, 2 Jun 2014 15:01:34 -0400 (EDT)
From: Wolf Pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Educating an Evangelical Youth (gay/beginnings, oral, anal, m/m. m/mM)

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Educating an Evangelical Youth
By
Wolf

	My family was members of a very fundamental
evangelical religion.  I was raised on the hell fire and
damnation.  Almost everything anyone can do is a sin.  I was
made to feel guilty about every thought I ever had.  I was
forced to confess my sins in front of the congregation on
Sundays.

	It was bad enough to confess steeling an extra piece of
pie, but when I reached the age of puberty and discovered
the pleasures of self-gratification I got caught by my mother,
and was forced to confess having played with my pines in
front of the congregation.  I was ashamed to go to school the
next day.  I was forced to endure a barrage of teasing the rest
of my days in middle and high school.

	My parents insisted that I go to the Bible College
supported by the church.  It was not even an accredited
college.  The most they could turn out was potential ministers
and wives for the new ministers.

	When I arrived on the campus I was assigned a room
with another young freshman, named Jacob.  It turned out
that Jacob was not as pious as his namesake.  While I was
tortured because there was no privacy, and I couldn't play
with myself.  Jacob was not bothered with any concern for
propriety.

	Jacob was very horny and able to seduce almost any
girl he wanted to.  He managed to bring girls up to our room
some way or another, even though the girls were housed in
another dorm on the other side of the campus, and had no
business even being on the male side of the campus.  He
didn't even bother trying to hide his lust from me.  He would
fuck them while I sat at my desk trying to keep myself busy
studying.  The stench other those girl's pussies filled the
room.  It was enough to make me sick.

	I went to the dorm supervisor and asked to be
reassigned to another room, without snitching on Jacob.  I
was told that there was only one room available.  I accepted
the transfer without question.  My new roommate was
named Matthew.  I moved my meager belongings into his
room.

	Matthew was happy to have a roommate.  For a few
weeks we got along famously.  We discussed our homework
assignments and studied the bible.  The subject of sex
became a subject of conversation regularly.  I told him about
why I asked for a room reassignment, because Jacob was
always entertaining girls in our room.  I told him that the
smell of their sex disgusted me, and that was why I asked for
a room reassignment.  Mathew told me that he had no use
for girls either.  He did admit having strong sexual desires.  I
asked him what he did about his desires, and he informed me
that he jacked-off a lot.  I was too shy to admit that I jacked-
off too.

	The longer I listened to the religious teachings of the
college the more I wondered about the truth of their
teachings.  I couldn't accept that the earth is only six-
thousand years old.  Everything I had seen visiting places like
the Grand Canyon and the national forests convinced me that
the earth was eons of years older than they taught in this
college.  That led me to question about their literal
interpretation of the King James Bible.  Reading some Jewish
text brought up the existence of Lilith before Eve.  The King
James Bible begs the question of where the females Cane and
Able produced families.

	The college preached the same condemnation of sex
that is not for reproduction as a sin.  Guilt was their way of
controlling the students.

	That night I pretended to be asleep while Matthew lay
on his bunk jacking-off.  I didn't say anything the next day
about what I had witnessed.  The next evening Matthew
didn't even wait for bedtime to sprawl on top of his bunk and
proceeded to jack-off.  It disturbed me because all of my life I
had been told that I would go to hell for doing such things,
just the same I was fascinated by the sight of my roommate
masturbating openly.

	It was a small room, and it was only a few steps to his
beside.  Matthew reached out and took hold of my wrist, and
pulled my hand towards his cock.  I was reluctant to touch it,
but the warmth of his flesh was too tempting.  I couldn't
resist wrapping my hand around the shaft of his cock.  I could
feel the blood pulsing through his cock.  I started stroking his
cock for him.  While I was jacking him off he unzipped my
pants and reached in to pull my cock out of my boxer shorts.
I stood there like a fool pulling on his cock while he was
pulling on mine.

	When I tried to point out all of the places in the bible
where it condemned homosexual behavior Matthew pointed
out just as many passages where it implied that Jesus was
also homosexual.  He pointed out that in the Jewish
community of the time he should have been married by the
time he was twenty.  He also pointed out that in the writings
of the time when Aramaic language referred to men and
women knowing each other it meant marriage or carnal
knowledge.  He pointed out that in the Bible it describes that
the twelve apostles had a hard time understanding the true
meaning of the sermon on the mountain, so he took them
into the wilderness to get to know them.  He also referred to
writings left out of the Bible because they eluded to things
the Council of Nicea could not accept as a reflection of the
Bible they wanted to be made public, a case in point the Bible
never identified the fallen woman Christ challenged that let
the man without sin cast the first stone, but the council
allowed it to be interpreted that the woman identified as
Mary Magdalen in the next chapter as the fallen woman to
discredit her as a disciple or heaven forbid his wife.  After all
they were perpetuating a male dominated church.  They
refuse to accept woman's roll in the church on the grounds of
them committing the original sin.

	His logic made since to me.  Why should I feel guilty
about something that felt so damned good.

	We jacked each other off until we both came.
Matthew's cum landed on his belly, and my cum also landed
on his lower belly.  He rubbed it into his skin like it was a skin
lotion.

	As soon as we cleaned up and turned the lights out, I
felt guilty as I struggled to get to sleep.  Matthew assured me
that what we had done was completely natural.  I tried to tell
myself that I would never do that again, but I couldn't resist
Matthew's advance the next evening.  For a couple of weeks
Matthew took every opportunity to suck my cock long
enough to empty my scrotum of cum.  When I was
comfortable with him sucking me off he suggested that I suck
his cock too.  I was reluctant to do it, but felt that if I was
going to let him suck my cock I should return the favor.

	The first evening he sat on his bunk naked with his legs
spread to make room for me to kneel between his legs.  It
was strange to smell his crotch.  I studied every wrinkle on his
5-inch dick before I ventured licking his cock.  When I started
sucking his cock, he placed his hands on the back of my head
to encourage me.  When he came in my mouth it was strange
tasting cum for the first time.  I was confused about my
feelings, it didn't taste that bad, but I was faced with the
acceptance that I was a cock sucker.

	We started taking turns sucking cocks and even mutual
sucking every night.  Matthew started me one night by
sticking his finger up my ass while he was sucking me off.
That led to a discussion about anal sex.  The idea that he was
talking about sodomy went against everything my family had
taught me about mortal sin.

	Having him playing with my asshole while sucking
cocks, was exciting though.  I had accepted that I liked
sucking cock, so why not find out if sodomy was my cup of
tea too.

	Matthew volunteered to let my fuck him first.  So he
lubricated my cock and his asshole before prostrating himself
across his desk facing the open window.  I stepped up behind
him and spread his cheeks as I inserted my cock into his
asshole.  I clung to his hips while pounding his asshole.  He
was moaning with pleasure.  When I came in his ass it was the
most mind blowing experience for me.  I knew that I had to
find out what it was like to experience having my ass fucked.

	Matthew coached me how to relax my sphincter to
reduce the discomfort of being penetrated the first time.  He
assured me that the more I was fucked the easier it would be.
When I prostrated myself across his desk and he penetrated
me, I was thankful that no one was close enough to our
second story window to hear my bleating moans.  My asshole
was sore for days afterwards.  In time I got used to being
fucked though.

	One day Matthew insisted on me joining him for a bus
ride.  We caught the bus heading from the campus down the
main street for several miles.  When we departed the bus he
led me several blocks west and a right turn past several
houses, until we approached a small bungalow with a steeply
pitched roof.  It actually looked like and English cottage.

	Matthew knocked on the thick door, and I was blown
away when the door opened.  It was our English Literature
professor, Mr. Cooper.  He looked like the proper Englishman.
He was a little taller than us, slender and with a trimmed full
beard.  He was wearing one of his typical treed sports jacket
with leather patches on the elbows, casual slacks, and
comfortable light brown loafers.  He was smoking one of his
bent stem pipes with a Lucite bit.  It took me back to see our
professor in his home.

	He invited us in, and offered us tea.  We couldn't
refuse the offer, even though we would have preferred a soft
drink.  His living room was not very large.  There were only an
overstuffed red leather sofa, and a red leather wing-backed
chair There was a modest entertainment center, but the walls
were covered with bookcases.  The room smelled od old
printed paper books.

	When Mr. Cooper noticed my interest in the books on
the shelves, he proudly showed his collection off to me.  His
collection was very eclectic.  It ranged from Shakespeare to
Mark Train.  I didn't even know the Mark Twain had written
some pornographic books under his real name Samuel L.
Clemens.  He even showed me some lithograph books from
the late 19th century.  They were pictures of the emerging
middle class engaging in all manner of drunken sexual
behavior.  He even showed me and extensive illustrated
collection Canterbury Tales.  While I was flipping through the
pictured Mr. Cooper placed his hand on my ass and gave the
left cheek a squeeze.

	It shocked me, but at the same time I sprung a boner
that tented out the front of my pants.  Mr. Cooper couldn't
help noticing my response, and he used his other hand to feel
the bulge in my pants.  I just stood there looking at the
pictures while he played with my dick.

	Matthew got up and approached us.  It came as a
complete surprise when he unzipped the front of Mr.
Cooper's pants and fished out his cock.  I must say I was
impressed with size of his cock.

	Mr. Cooper's cock must have been at least 7-inches
long with a typical scar where the foreskin had been removed
at birth.  The head had a thick purple around it like a helmet.
There were several dark pubic hairs sticking out of his open
fly.  Matthew knelt in front of him and I watched as all of his
cock disappeared down Matt's throat.  My attention was
interrupted when Mr. Cooper kissed me on the mouth.

	I had never been kissed by a man before, let alone, by a
bearded man.  The mustache tickled me under my nose.
While I was recovering from the kiss Mr. Cooper unfastened
my pants.

	I was wearing baggy kaki cargo pants that fell to the
floor around my ankles.  The boxer shorts fell too, as soon as
the snaps were pulled open.  It was embarrassing to be
standing there with my English professor playing with my
cock while my roommate was sucking his cock.  The books
were forgotten.

	Mr. Cooper pulled his cock out of Matthew's mouth
and turned me around, and draped me over the arm of the
sofa.  He spit on my asshole, and I knew what he was
planning to do.  Matt's cock was nowhere near as large as Mr.
Cooper's.  My asshole had never been stretched as much
before.  I have to admit that it was hard to keep my mouth
shut while he fucked me.  He was talking dirty the whole
time.  He was telling me that I had a tight ass. And as good a
fuck as any boy he had ever fucked.  The funny thing was by
the time he came in my ass, I had squirted cum all over the
arm of the chair.

	We spent the afternoon sucking cocks.  I watched as
Mr. Cooper fucked Matthew too.  By the time we headed
back to the dorm I had sucked for of their cocks after they
had fucked each other.  As dirty as it seemed, it was exciting.

	I learned that there were a lot of students and teachers
that were very amenable to disregarding the churches
objections to sodomy.  I enjoyed four years of sex with men
and boys.  Upon graduation I couldn't return to my home
town at all.  I sought out a job on the west coast, and never
looked back.



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