Date: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 17:56:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: Highland boy (gay/incest, oral, anal, mast, b/MMMM)

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Incest, oral nudity, anal, b/M

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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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Highland Boy
By
Wolf

	My story started with the death of my mother when I
was only seven years old.  I never knew who my father was,
so upon her death I was sent to live with his bachelor brother.
I arrived at Inverness, Scotland on a Saturday.  It was the
closest city to his farm by bus, with all of my belongings in
one canvas duffle bag.

	Inverness is a city facing the North Atlantic Ocean.
Scotland is a country all but divided diagonally from northeast
to southwest by a series of lochs, loch Ness being one of
them, Loch Lochay, Lock Linnhe are the others.

	My Uncle Douglas was waiting for me at the stop sign
when I got off of the bus.  The driver had to pull my bag out
of the luggage compartment under the bus.

	I was very impressed by the man waiting for me.  He
was at least six-foot two, with dark hair that was cropped
rather short.  He was dressed in working clothes.  He had a
rough wool sweater over a flannel shirt, blue jeans and was
wearing gum boots.  He approached me as I stepped off of
the bus.

	Uncle Doug introduced himself to me by saying, "You
must be my nephew William.  I'm your Uncle Douglas boy!
I'm sorry to hear about your mother passing.  Let's get your
things and head for home!"

	  He placed a large hand on my shoulder, as he picked
up my bag, and led me to wards his little old truck.  He tossed
the bag in the back, as I opened the passenger door.  He
drove us up into the mountains, on a paved road, barley wide
enough for one vehicle.  I quickly understood that he was a
quiet man, of few words.  At one point he slowed down and
made a turn onto an unpaved dirt road.  It seemed like a long
drive to me.

	I learned later that his nearest neighbor lived a mile
and a half from his farm.

	I was a typical skinny lad with boy tities, brown hair,
green eyes, and a lite dusting of freckles across my nose at
the time.

	The rural farm house was set on a hillside with a barn
next to it.  As we got out of the truck my nose was aisled by
the smell of a working farm.  There was the smell of moist
grass land, the pungent odor of the waist of a variety of
animals.  I saw cows, chickens goats, sheep, and a dog came
running to greet us.  Uncle Doug patted the dogs head and
told him later boy.

	Uncle Doug pulled my bag out of the back of the truck,
and carried it into the house.  He led me directly to the
second story extra bedroom and dropped the bag on the
single bed.  It was a simple white painted iron bed with a
mattress on it.  The room was sparse.  There was only dresser
and a cabinet for my clothes.  After showing me my room he
showed me the rest of the two bedroom farm house.  He
made a meal for the two of us before showing me the rest of
the farm.  He let me know that I would have to help him fed
the animals, milk the cows and goats before walking to the
road to catch the bus to school.

	It was a bit daunting to take in.  I had never had to get
up so early before.  Just the same it was exciting to be taking
on the duties of a working farm hand.  Walking around the
property it was obvious that I was going to have to get gum
boots, because leather oxfords were not suited for trudging
through wet grass and animal dung.  I followed my uncle as
he cared for his animals.  He taught me how to milk the cows,
and goats.  The time passed quickly.

	He made dinner for the two of us in the early evening.
It had been a long day for me, and the bed was very inviting.
The warm quilted blankets welcomed me to sleep quickly.

	Uncle Doug didn't wake me up on Sunday morning,
while he set about caring for his animals.  The smell of
cooking coming up the stairs to the bedroom woke me up.  I
got dressed and made my way down stairs.  Uncle Doug was
dressed in the same clothes he had worn the previous day
while he set about preparing our breakfast.  After our meal,
he told me to make myself useful and wash the dishes.  While
I was doing that he went back upstairs.

	After I had put the dishes away I made my way to the
common room and sat on the sofa.  It was obvious that the
wing backed chair was my uncle's.

	When my uncle joined me he was totally naked.  He
had not warned me that he was a nudist.  I was duly
impressed with his figure.  As I had observed he was a tall
slender man.  He had the body of a working man, with very
little body fat.  His chest had dark hair on it.  He sported a
flaccid 5-inch cock and a scrotum that dangled between his
legs as he walked.  He did not have any hair around his cock.
I had never seen a naked man before, so I had no idea that he
shaved his crotch.

	Doug sat down in his leather chair, and said, "Billy my
lady, I am a nudist.  I always go around naked at home.  Will
that bother you?  You are welcome to join me If you like.  It is
up to you!"

	I couldn't stop looking at his lovely body, while he went
about doing things, around the house.  I eventually moved to
his chair, so that he could lie on the couch, and take a nap.
While he was sleeping I couldn't stop looking at his body,
especially his cock.

	As a skinny 7-year-old my cock was only 3-inches long,
so I was fascinated by his cock.  While he was sleeping his
cock got hard and stood up, as if pointing at the ceiling.  It
must have been close to 9-inches long.  I wanted to touch it
but I had to stop staring at his cock.  I eventually went
upstairs and took off my clothes, and came downstairs and
sat back down on his chair.

	Uncle Doug eventually woke up, and as he sat up he
patted the sofa next to him as a gesture for me to join him.
When I joined him he took hold of his cock and started
jacking off for a few strokes.  Then he took hold of my hand
and placed my hand on his cock.  When I started jacking him
off, he took hold of mine and started jacking me off.  He
explained to me about how men and lads jacked off, and he
told me about what cum was.  We jacked off until he squirted
cum all over his belly and my hand.  He wiped up some of the
cum on his belly and put his fingers in my mouth, so that I
could taste his cum.

	My little boy cock was hard as a rock and longer than it
had even been before.  He told me a lot of things about sex
while we recovered.   Within a short time Uncle Doug taught
me to suck his cock, and he would suck mine as long as I
wanted.

	I leaned to enjoy being nude.  When the weather
permitted I would do my chores in nothing but my gum
boots.  I discovered that the baby calves were great at
sucking cock.

	My uncle truly loved his border collie.  The dog had the
run of the house, and the dog loved to lick cocks.  My uncle
even would assume the bitch position and allow the dog to
fuck his ass.

	One weekend when we had sold some of his excess
sheep he was in a particularly good mood, on the ride home
he reached over and jacked me off while he was driving.  As
soon as we were home we stripped off our clothes, and he
had me kneel on his bed with my face on the mattress.  He
placed his hands on my bum and spread them, so that he
could rim my boy cunt (as he called it) I was squealing with
delight at the way his tongue tickled my asshole.  I was so
fucking honey that my cock was as long as it had even been,
and it was dangling between my legs.  The way he was doing
his thing with my asshole, my cock was slapping my thighs
and my belly.

	We were doing the oral sex thing for 3 years.  I learned
to enjoy riming his asshole too.  When I was 10-years-old he
introduced me to a friend of his, named Alex.

	Alex was a short man of medium build, and going bald.
He was a retired truck driver.  The day he introduced Alex to
me the three of us jerked each other off and sucked cocks.
When Alex took off his clothes I appreciated just how hairy he
was.  Like the fringe of graying hair around his head the hair
on his body was graying too, and he did have a lot of body
hair.  Even his pubic hair was turning gray.  He sported a 6-
inch cock with small balls.

	Uncle Doug demonstrated to me how to fuck a man, by
fucking Alex's asshole.  Alex obviously had been fucked many
times by my uncle, and he was proclaiming how much he
loved my uncle's cock in his ass.  Alex also fucked my uncle.
For the next year any time the three of us got together we
engaged in mutual masturbation and oral sex.  The two of
them were grooming me for anal sex too.

	On my eleventh birthday my uncle and Alex gave me a
party.  My uncle's gift was to put me on his bed like he had
been doing for a year before rimming my boy cunt, only this
time he greased up my asshole and his cock.  He used one
hand to spread my butt, and the other hand to guide his cock
to the opening of my asshole.  He told me to relax, but it still
hurt like hell while he fucked my ass.  After he deposited his
load of cum in my boy cunt, Alex sucked Uncle Doug's cock
clean.

	After he rested for a while he fucked me again in the
missionary position.  This time Alex sucked my cock while my
uncle was fucking me.  Before he shot his load in my butt, I
came in Alex's mouth.  That was the first time I had ever truly
shot a load of cum.

	My ass was sore for days afterwards.  He got a kick out
of watching me as I waddled around the house and walked up
and down the staircase very carefully.  Every now and then he
would stand beside me where ever we were and stick a finger
up my ass while jacking me off.

	After my birthday party my uncle introduced me to a
lot of his nudist buddies.  The farm was a gathering point for
parties, but we also enjoyed the wilderness for parties.

	Uncle Doug had a lot of male friends, and after I was
broken in, he told them that he was fucking me.  It soon
became a regular Wednesday and Friday evening event.
When I would get home from school, the men would gather,
and the ones belonging to clans would arrive in kilts proudly
proclaiming the colors of their clan affiliations.

	You can be sure I was privy to what wasn't worn under
the kilts.  The man would gather and they would remove their
clothes.  These men were all good Scots, so a lot of single
molted whisky would be consumed.  My uncle would make
arrangements for food and drink.

	I was 14-years-old when the first gathering took place.
My uncle would stand me in the middle of a circle of these
naked men.  They would be offering advice while Uncle Doug
would strip me of my clothes.  I would be looking at all of
those men jacking off while my uncle would kiss me, suck my
cock, and rim my little boy pussy, before he would fuck my
ass in front of them.

	None of the men were allowed to cum, before I sucked
them off.  I would swallow a lot of cum, from a variety of
different cocks.  Some long, some short and fat, some
circumcised, others were un-cut, some had tight foreskins
that chocked their cock heads, and others had foreskins that
dangled well beyond their cocks.

	The party was never over until every man there had an
opportunity to deposit their-cum into my boy pussy.  I can
assure you that by the time the party was over I would be
one happy boy, with cum dripping down my legs.  A few
would spend the Friday night with us, and give me another
fucking on Saturday morning.

	When my uncle took me to town I frequented public
toilets and sucked cocks of strangers through the glory holes.
I was truly a little boy slut for older men.

	Now that I am a middle aged man, I still get a hard-on
on when I find an older man with a stiff cock ready to use my
mouth or my big old pussy.  I swear that I could even
accommodate the cock of a stallion, and love every minute of
it.



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