Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2009 19:19:39 -0500
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Larry Gets Educated (gay/incest, b/m)

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discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
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                  Larry Get Educated
                         By
                        Wolf

	I feel that Larry was a pretty normal kid.  I
feel comfortable telling his story in the first person,
because his story is not unlike my own story.

	My first introduction to sex was with cousins.
The first was the son of my father's brother.  He
was a 14-year old freshman in high school, named
Floyd.  I was a 9-year old thirdgrader at the time.
He was spending the night at my home.  My bedroom
was set up with twin beds at the time that were
stacked up as bunk beds.  I sometimes like to sleep
on the top bunk, because it was harder for anyone
entering to see what I was doing up there.

	When Floyd visited I took the lower bunk while
he took the upper bunk.  When the lights were out I
took great delight in telling him fabricated stories
about the girlfriend of my older sister.  I knew he
was horny for her, so I told him about having spied
on her.  I told him that I had seen her naked and
having sex with someone.  It was a total lie.  Just
the same it had the desired effect on Floyd.

	He asked me to get down from up there and
join him.  When I got under the blanket with him I
felt how hard his cock was.  He asked me to suck his
dick.  Floyd was no slouch when it came to cock
meat.  At 14 his cock was as large as any mans I had
ever seen.  I gagged at first when I got under the
covers and took his cock into my mouth.  I can still
remember the smell and taste.  The cock tasted like
raw meat, and smelled like cotton underwear and
soap.  It didn't take much sucking for Floyd to fill
my mouth with hot cum.  From then on I was hot to
suck his cock when ever we were together.

	One time when, I was spending the night at his
house, I tried to get him to let me suck his cock for
him.  He rebuffed me, saying, "No!  It isn't tight for
guys to do that."

	I can't believe I came up with this but I said,
"Then let's pretend we're a man and woman."

	He thought about it and went for it.  I got on
top of him, so that our cocks were rubbing against
each others.  I put his dick between my legs.  He got
so excited that he actually asked me to kiss him.
That grossed me out.  I told him, "No!"

	It was a week or so later that, we were alone
and this time he greased up his cock and slowly
inserted it in my ass.  It took some getting used to
but I did get a bone while he was fucking my ass.
That was the start of my life as a boy lover.

	Floyd went on to get married and was killed in
Vietnam.

	The other cousin was the son of my mother's
sister.  His name was Dwayne.  We were born only a
few days apart.  I did not find out until much later
that his father got caught molesting him by my aunt,
and she divorced him.  I regretted not getting to
play with him, when I found out.  The family never
knew that Dwayne and I were fooling around.

	Dwayne's mother married another man named
Luther.  My aunt had bad luck with men.  Lou not
only was molesting me and Dwayne, he was fucking
Dwayne's sister.  Again I didn't find out that her son
Terry was his until much later.

	After Floyd taught me about sex, I just had to
teach Dwayne everything I knew.  I never told him
about Floyd.  I had no idea that his father was
giving him a better education than I could ever give
him.  We were always together and slept at each
other's home regularly.  We would get in bed
together and strip off our pajamas so that we could
play with each other.  We started off by jacking
each other off.  I was the first one to get under the
covers and suck Dwayne's little cock.  We could both
take each other's dick and scrotum into our mouths
and suck on each other.  It was very exciting to be
under the warm covers feeing his smooth skin
pressed against my face.  While I was sucking his
dick, I slipped my hand under his butt and slid my
finger between his sweaty butt crack.  When I
pressed my finger against his tight little asshole it
slipped in easier than I than I would have thought it
would.  He had no objection to me turning him over
and laying on his back.  I managed to insert my little
boner into his asshole and fucked him..  Of course I
had to let him to it to me too.  We had a great time
whenever we were alone.  I was a wonder we never
got caught.

	We I started school the same year.  As much s
I did admire some of my classmates, I didn't try to
find out if any of them wanted to play.  Dwayne and
I were rarely in the same classroom.  It was a
deliberate decision on the part of the school district
to keep us apart because we were so close they
didn't want us cheating or something.

	When I was in the fourth grade I had a run in
with the class bully.  A group of boys were playing
marbles on a part of the playground.  It was my turn
to shoot.  One of the marbles belonging to the bully
was positioned right where I where I had a simple
shot to knock it out of the circle.  He threatened to
kick my ass if I took his marble.  When I did take
his marble he wanted to fight me.

	I was no physical match for him and a guy from
my classroom jumped in and fought him for me.  At
least I didn't get bear up..  After school I happened
to run into the bully and as he fell into stride next
to me as if he was about pummel me I said, "I would
rather suck your cock than fight you."

	That statement took him by surprise.  He
didn't quite know what to say to that revelation.
When he started leading me down a street I was not
familiar with, I started getting nervous.  I was
afraid he was going to beat the shit out of me.  He
led us to an abandoned house that weeds had
overgrown the yard and the bushes had gotten taller
the roof of the house.  The front door was covered
with plywood and nailed shut.  The windows were
boarded up too.  He led me to the back of the house
forced the back door open.  He must have done that
before because he knew how to get in.  He made me
go in first.  The house was covered in dust, except
where someone had been walking.  I could see
footprints in the dust.  He led me right to a
bedroom that had an old folding rollaway bed with a
stained mattress on it.  The guy headed right for
the bed.

	He opened his pants and took out a cock that
was just as husky as he was.  He sat down on that
filthy mattress with his pants down around his
knees.  He told me, "If you're serious about sucking
my cock, here it is."

	I knelt in front of him and took hold of his
cock and licked the knob with my tongue.  I was very
impressed with his cock; it was so large that when he
had a boner the head of his cock actually could
touch his navel.  He was showing his appreciation by
holding my head while he moaned.  He was telling me
I was the best cocksucker that had ever sucked his
cock.  He had been held back in school one year so
he was 11-years old.  I was still 10-years old, so he
seemed so mature to me.  It was only a few months
before he was squirting cum in my mouth.

	When he offered to let me fuck him I was
surprised by the offer, but was not about to turn
him down.  It took some doing because my own cock
was so thick.  Anytime he wanted me to fuck him
after that he made sure he had a jar of Vaseline to
make it easier.  After I fucked him it was only fair
that I allow him to fuck me.  I have to say it hurt so
much I have not let another guy fuck my ass.  I only
sucked cock after that.  One time we got our hands
on some beer and got pretty drunk.  He begged me
to rim his ass, but I refused to do that for him.

	The next three years were great fun.  I even
had Dwayne join us.  That added to the variety.  The
only thing that ended our relationship was his family
moved to another town during the summer we were
graduating from middle school and entering high
school.  I never saw him again.

	When I look at our grade-school pictures I
help but regret not riming his butthole for him.  He
was such prim specimen of a young man.  I did hear
that later he got involved with drugs and was in
prison.

	It was about that time the Dwayne sister's
boy, Terry was 5-years old.  When I was alone with
him I began taking out my dick and showing it to him.
I showed him how to jack-off.  I was thrilled when
he started jacking me off.  When he was old enough
to ride a BMX bicycle we would ride our bikes out of
town and hide in an orchard where we could have
enough privacy to do whatever we wanted.

	While I was in high school I was in a bad
motorcycle accident.  I had been riding a dirt bike
and took a spill in some brambles that required
surgery on my shoulder..  I had also been scrapped up
pretty good.  Some required stitches.  I was in the
hospital for a week.  One the first nights home my
cousin came over to spend the night with me.

	The bunk beds had been taken apart, so there
were twin beds in my room.  Mom had invited him
over to visit me because we had not seen much of
each other in awhile.  I was so horny I asked Terry
if he wanted to fool around.  He said, "Yes!"  I told
him, on over here and get in bed with me."

	He was out of his bed with his dick sticking out
of his pajamas in a flash.  I had been sleeping in just
my jockey shorts for years.  When he was lying next
to me I was rubbing our crotches together while we
still had our pajamas on.  I grabbed his hand and
placed it on my crotch.  I told him to help me get
out on my shorts because my arm was bound to my
body.  Terry pulled my jockey shorts down and
removed his pajamas before getting back in bed with
me.  We were lying there with our dicks pressed
against each other.  He was hard as a rock but he
had a small.  His not only shorted than me, his cock
was probably only half as long as mine.  I put my dick
between his legs as he faced me and dry humped
him.  His little dick was poking me right in my pubic
hair.  My pre-cum was lubricating the flesh between
his legs.  I figured why not go for it.

	It was hard to get my arm under his body but I
managed to do it so I could grasp is little bubble
butt.  I began to nibble on his neck and bit his
earlobe and starting Terry Frenching his ear.  When
I asked him to turn over Terry flipped over and
pressed his bubble butt against my crotch.  I guided
my cock to the sweaty crack of his ass.  It was
sliding up and down the valley of the crack so nicely.
Terry was getting into it too.  He was rocking back
and forth.  I would stop every so often just to relax,
and let Terry reach back and play with my cock and
balls for awhile.  I was close to shooting and wanted
it to last as long as possible.

	I had him lay back and gave him his first
blowjob.  I could take both his little cock and his
balls into my mouth.  I wanted to make sure he was
enjoying himself too.  I even nibbled on his nipples
before I could not resist kissing his mouth.  When
my mouth was over his I forced my tongue into his
mouth.  I was on fire, He felt so smooth I could not
get enough of him.  He was hesitant at first but
soon got into the hot French kissing.  He was all of
8-yers old by then.  I was just starting my senior
year in high school.  I started dry fucking between
his legs again.  I was humping him between the crack
of his round butt of his, ass until I could not contain
myself any longer I shot my load up his back.  Terry
almost panicked when he felt my hot cum splashing
all over his back.  He thought I had peed on his back.
I had to do a little damage control to convince him it
was not pee at all.  I wiped his back and let him see
that is was white and did not smell like ammonia.  I
cleaned him up before he went back to his bed.

	Later his mother (my cousin) told me that he
didn't want to spend the night with me anymore.  I
was sick to death at what I had done, but also
afraid he would tell on me.  At least he never told
anyone.  It was just another year before I joined
the Navy.  I did see him a couple of time while I was
home on leave.  I noticed him checking out the front
of my thirteen button bell bottoms.  I could almost
read his mind but I had no desire to run the risk of
him squealing on me.  By the time my enlistment was
over he had gotten married to a woman with kids and
they moved to Idaho.




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