Date: Sat, 30 Aug 2008 21:00:46 -0700
From: Wolf pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Life of a Boy Toy (gay / adult youth, incest, b/M, b/MMMM,  b/M

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This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's
discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult
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Live of a Boy Toy
By
Wolf

	When the bus pulled away from the curb with a
lurch everyone on the bus was jostled back and forth.
I felt the pressure of a body press against me.  I
could tell by the feel that it was a man much bigger
than me.  And I could smell his after shave.  It was a
fresh fragrance almost like the smell of cinnamon.  It
was just a fleeting touch but I could feel the man's
cock press against my back.  I could not help turning
around and smiling at the man.

	The man was very handsome.  He looked like a
well dressed version of the old Marabou Man from
the ads of the 50's through the 70's.  He was clean
shaven except for the chiseled mustache.  He smiled
apologetically and said, "Sorry about that."

	I smiled back and said, "No problem mister.  You
can rub against me anytime."

	There was no additional exchange between me
and him.  When the bus reached my stop I headed for
the exit without thinking anymore about the
handsome man.  I started walking east from the
corner I had just gotten off of the bus.  As I walked
I became aware of the sound of footsteps behind me.
Not being a large or brave youngster I feared that it
might be someone intent on robbing me or hurting me.
I stopped in front of an open dinner with a narrow
counter that could seat about 20 and a row of small
tables along one wall with just enough room for two at
the tables.  I positioned myself so that I could see
whoever it was in the reflection of the glass window.
My heart fluttered when I saw that it was that
handsome man on the bus.

	The man stopped behind me and asked, "Pardon
me son would you like me to buy you a soft drink?"

	I turned to face the man, "You don't have to buy
me anything.  I would be happy to do anything you
like."

	The man was taken aback by my bold remark.
"That is a bold statement to make.  You might not
know what I would like."

	I smiled at him. "I suspect you would like me to
suck your cock."

	The man's face reflected his surprise.  His
mouth went slack for a moment.  "That was just what
I was thinking about."

	I asked him, "Do you live close by?"

	He blushed, "I got off of the bus a couple of
blocks early to follow you."

	I said, "I am in no hurry to get home.  Why don't
I go home with you?"

	The man was overjoyed at my boldness.  As I
fell into step alongside of him we headed back to the
main boulevard.  It was no more than a mile to get to
his home.  As we were walking he asked me if I would
get in trouble coming home late.  I simply pulled out
my cell phone and pressed the speed dial and while
the phone rang I asked him the address.

	"Hello Dad, I will be home later.  I am visiting
the home of a nice man.  I will be at 3456 Walnut
Street.  Sure."

	I handed the phone to the man as we continued
to walk.  The man said, "Hello....Yes, my name is John
Ferguson.  I will bring him home when ever you want.
Thanks."

	The man handed back the phone with a look of
confusion on his face.  He said, "Your father said that
you could stay at my house until 10 and I was free to
entertain you any way I want."

	I boldly slipped my arm through his and told
him, "That means we can have all of the sex with each
other we want."

	When we approached a row of craftsman
bungalows that looked like something right out of the
twenties I could tell that they had all been cared for.
The bushes were not over grown.  They had all been
replaced pretty much by younger plants.  Even the
trees in the right of way had been replaced with
younger trees so that the sidewalks would be
replaced where old trees had lifted the concrete up.

	John home was one of the typical houses.  The
sidings were covered with cedar oil soaked shingles.
The roof was made of metal that looked green.  (I
didn't know that the roof was made of copper that
had a green patina.)  The windows and doors were
painted green too.

	When we entered the house the man
instinctually took the change out of his pocket and
dropped it in a big whisky bottle that had to be three
feet tall.  He also took of his suit coat and folded it
inside out before he draped it over the back of a
chair.  He asked, "Now can I get you anything to
drink?"

	I smiled at him, "Why don't we wait until after I
suck your cock."

	The man said, "I never met any boy like you
before."

	I said, "I have been sucking men's cocks all of
my life."

	While I started undress the man started taking
off his own clothes.  When he was down to the ribbed
sleeveless undershirt and boxer shorts he sat down in
his favorite chair.  I noticed the open fly of his
boxer shorts.  The cock was sticking out and his cock
was starting to become erect.  The dark tangle of
pubic hair almost circled his cock.  The only
interruption was the nut sack under his cock.  There
were even some stray hairs sprinkled around the
sack.

	By that time I had stripped off all of my
clothes.  The man must have been pleased with my
body because his cock came to full attention.  The
cock must have been seven inches long standing
straight up like a flag pole.  I really like the sight of a
man with an un-cut cock.  The foreskin almost
completely covered the purple knob.  The loose skin
had a pronounced protrusion where the seam came up
the underside of the skin to the opening.  I just had
an overwhelming desire to kneel before this man that
was probably in his forties and take that magnificent
cock in my hand.  I pulled the foreskin back until the
knob was exposed.  The man had obviously been at
work all day and the moisture and sloughed off skin
had collected under the foreskin.  I know it will taste
bitter but I love to lick that scum up.  It tickles and
mans cock so much.  After licking the head cheese up
I took the man's cock in my mouth and sucked the
foreskin up into my mouth like it was a straw.

	The man's legs were quivering because he was
doing everything he could to keep from having a
premature ejaculation.  He leaned forward and took
hold of my hips and picked me up.  As he kicked back
the recliner until he was almost prone he turned me
around so that my slender legs were resting on either
side of his head.  He took my little boy's cock and
scrotum into his mouth and tickled them with his
tongue.  I never stopped sucking his cock as I was
turned around.  My nose had been buried in his dark
pubic hair and now I was looking at the wrinkles in his
nut sack.  I felt his cock swell up and knew that he
was about to cum in my mouth.

	When his cock went soft it must have bothered
him that I was still sucking on his cock as hard as I
had before he came.  He sat up which placed me
upside down.  He picked me up and turned me over so
that I was sitting on his lap.  He kissed me on the
mouth and the mustache tickled me.  He wanted to
talk to me about how I came to know so much about
pleasing men.

	I sat there on his lap and told him about myself.
My father had met a woman that was willing to have
his baby.  She knew he was gay but didn't care.  She
thought she could make him love her enough to marry
her.  When I was born she gave up all rights to me to
prove her love.  Dad moved us back to California to be
near his gay relatives.  His father, my uncles and
were all gay.  I was like my dad's younger brother.
We were more famine than the rest of the family.
The rest of them hare hairy muscular men.  Uncle
Danny and I have always tended to look more like
girls.

	Uncle Danny looks much younger than he is.  His
cock is at least six inches long, thicker at the base
that at the end.  The scrotum is very small it looks no
bigger than a young boy's.  He does enjoy playing the
housewife for my father and grandfather.

	Dad brought me up sucking on his cock.  I was
swallowing cum before I would walk.  Grandpa and my
uncle have been teaching me to suck cock.

	When I was younger and the kids in the
neighborhood wanted to play game like spin the bottle
I had no interest in kissing the girls.  The first man
that I was attracted to that was not family was a
man that lived in the same apartment building as me
and my dad.  You could say I had a crush on him.  He
was a very nice looking man.  I had no idea if he was
gay or not.  I would slip out onto the fire escape and
stake out his bedroom window just in the chance to
see him naked.

	One night I saw him naked I could not believe a
man could look that good.  He had the physique of an
athlete.  Unlike my dad and grandfather he did not
have any excess body hair at the same time he was
not famine looking.  On another night while I was
watching him he laid down on his bed after showering.
He was totally naked and he lay there jacking off
while watching a video on his TV.  I could see the TV
screen and the picture on the screen were of boy's
sucking cocks of men and men fucking the asses of
boys.  I was so horny I put me hands in my pants and
jacked off too.

	Being the little whore that I am, I started
talking to him in the halls when we met.  One night
when we met his arms were full of grocery bags so I
offered to help him with the bags so that he could
get his keys.  I took a couple of bags from him so
that it freed up his right hand.  When he opened the
door I followed him in.  We sat the bags on the
breakfast counter.  I hung around while he put his
groceries away.  He offered me something to drink
and I took it just to hang around longer.

	We talked for a while before I asked him if I
could suck his cock.  He was a little shook up at the
suggestion.  He said that even if he was interested he
was not about to get arrested for being a child
molester.  I assured him that there was no problem.
He was not sure about what I was saying to him.  I
boldly reached for the bulge in his pants and gave it a
squeeze.  He just stood there.  I quickly unfastened
my pants and pulled them down along with my
underpants.  While he was standing there looking at
my little cock I pulled my T-shirt over my head.  As I
bent over to take my shoes and socks off I turned my
back to him so he could see my ass.  When I steeped
out of my pants I spread my legs and took hold of my
ass with both hands and spread my butt to show him
just how easily my ass spread open.

	The man asked, "Have they also been fucking
your ass?"

	Just seeing my ass gave him hard on.  He lay
back in his chair and showed me his boner.  I stepped
up into the chair with my back to him and slowly
lowered my ass down onto his cock.  I was holding my
own sack so I could look between my legs to see the
cock enter my asshole.  When I had all of his cock
buried in my ass I started bouncing up and down
fucking myself with his cock.  When he came, he was
breathing hard and I turned around and faced him as
I sat on his lap with his cock still in me.

	I kissed him and promised that I would be his
boyfriend.  He could not resist taking my little cock
and scrotum into his mouth and sucking on me while I
stood in his chair.  When I could not take it any more
I invited him to dinner with my family.  He was a little
apprehensive about meeting my family but he agreed.

	The next evening he arrived at the appointed
hour.  I greeted him at the door and proudly
introduced him to my family.  Uncle Danny had
prepared a nice dinner for us.  Dad and grandpa were
the perfect hosts.  They talked to him about sports
and politics such.  While the three of them were
having an after dinner cigar dad came right out and
said, "Thomas tells us that he wants to be your
boyfriend.  He told us how nice your cock felt in his
ass."

	The man was speechless.  He was not being
accused of seducing the boy.  Dad was simply stating
a fact about what had happened.  While he sat there
dumb founded Danny had finished the dishes and
came into the living room.

	Danny approached grandpa and knelt in front of
him.  While grandpa stroked his head Danny opened
his pants and took out his cock.  He sucked on the
uncut cock right down to the thick patch of dark
pubic hair.  The man could not believe what he was
watching.  A man not much younger than himself
sucking on his own father's cock right in front of
them while the old man sat back smoking on his cigar.

	Dad looked at him and asked, "Would you like
Thomas to suck your cock?"

	The man could not believe what my father was
asking him.  He just sat there like a nervous bride on
her wedding night.  Dad told me to take my clothes
off.  While I was taking my clothes off Dad
unfastened the man's pants.  The man just sat there
with his cigar dangling from his mouth as my father
pulled his pants and his underpants down.  When he
was naked from the waist down Dad said, "I see what
my son sees in you.  You're not a hairy beast like me
and grandpa.

	By that time I was naked and I approached the
couch and knelt before the man and took hold of his
cock and jacked him off while I sucked on the head
of his dick.  The man was sucking on the cigar in sink
with my sucking on his cock.  He was watching he and
Danny sucking cock and he had the largest hard-on I
had ever seen.  He just sat there watching as my
father took off all of his clothes and he watched as
dad got a bottle of olive oil and poured some on my
asshole.  He could not believe it when my father stuck
his cock into my ass and fucked me while I was
sucking cock.  The man could not resist it and he came
in my mouth even before grandpa came in Danny's
mouth.  I could not move away from the man because
dad was still fucking my ass so I just continued to
suck his cock.

	Dad invited our guest to spend the night.  Dad,
grandpa and Danny shared a bed so that me and my
new lover could have a bed to ourselves.  He sucked
my cock and fucked my cum filled ass that night.
After that night I was allowed to sleep over with him
several nights a week.  Grandpa and Dad wanted me to
stay home at least half of the week so that they
could have sex with me too.

	All of the talk about sex had aroused John
again.  I wanted to please him again.  The best way I
knew was to get up in the big leather chair and
straddle his hips while I faced him.  I pulled my cock
and scrotum up so that I could watch as I sat on his
cock.  The knob made my asshole stretch as it turned
bright red before his cock entered my ass.  I fucked
myself while clinging to him.  I kissed him and sucked
on his tongue until he came in my ass.  God I did love
the feeling and the feel of his coarse mustache on my
face.  I hated to leave him but I knew better that to
defy my father.

	We got dressed and the man took me to his
garage and took out an old restored MGA and took me
home.  He had the top up and the side curtains on so
it would be very hard for any passing car to see inside
the car.  So I just had to open his pants and take out
his cock.  I jacked him off until he was good and hard
before I leaned over to give him a blowjob.  We got
home before he came so he parked out front long
enough for me to get another mouth full of cum.

	I was having the best time of my life.


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