Date: Tue, 18 Jun 2002 19:15:46 +0000
From: Moore
Subject: TERRY, THE EARLY YEARS

TERRY, THE EARLY YEARS (T/B, DOM, ORAL)
BY:  MOORE

The continuing story of a boy who, thanks to his step-brother,
became a faggot, slut, cocksucker.

Chapter 9

"Salty.  Salty, and creamy too, and warm.  Leaves a nice taste in
your mouth after you swallow.  Didn't you ever taste your own?"

Bobby Stone wrinkled his nose.  "Uch, yeah, one time.  It was gross
and disgusting, slimy, like eating snot. I can't believe you like
it, Terry. Guess you eat yours every time, huh?  Jeez, it's hot in
here."

The camp bus was stuck in rush hour traffic.  A jackknifed tractor
trailer was blocking the road and nothing was moving on this sultry
summer afternoon.  Most of the boys had removed their shirts. Even
the bus driver, an overweight, hairy fellow, took off his sweat
soaked shirt.

"If I tell you something, ah, sorta personal," Terry said to the
back of Bobby's head.  "Will you promise not to laugh at me and
not spread it around?"  Bobby turned away from the window and
looked at his friend. "Do you promise?"  Terry repeated.  Bobby
nodded his agreement.  Terry took a deep breath. "Today at camp
was the first time."

"First time for what?"

"First time I ever made cum.  Ya know, sperm.  When I was sucking
your cock, remember, I was jerking off and shot sperm on your leg?
That was the first time I ever had a wet cum."

Bobby giggled and immediately apologized.  "I'm sorry, Terry, I
didn't mean to laugh. It's just that I thought, since you know
so much about, you know, cock sucking, and like you're always
hard...., I've been making sperm for like five months, I figured
you would be too."

"Yeah, I guess it is kind of amazing. What's even more amazing
though, and got me kinda worried...., tell me, Bobby, what do you
think about when you're jerkin off?  C'mon, I told you a secret."

Bobby fidgeted some in his seat before answering.  "Naked women.
The naked women in my dad's Penthouse magazines. I found 'em in his
desk at home and wow!  All those pictures of tits and cunts, man,
my prick gets so hard, like in one minute I'm cumming all over my
stomach. What about you, Terry?  What do you think of when you jerk
off?"

"Naked boys.  My step-brother, Tony, the naked boys at camp, and
cocks. Sucking cock.  The cock sucking part, that's what has me
worried. When I get a hardon and stroke my prick, nothing happens.
My prick stays hard for hours, it won't go down, and my balls start
to hurt real bad. I've tried everything, but I can't cum, Bobby, I
can't have an orgasm when I jerk off unless.... I can't cum without
a cock in my mouth."

"So that's why you sucked off Mark, this afternoon?"  Bobby asked.
"And the other boys in our group? And me? So you could cum?"

"Yeaaah, but also because I've learned to like sucking, having a
cock in my mouth and feeling the yummy cum squirt into my mouth,"
Terry said as he worked his hand inside Bobby's shorts. Tony taught
me how to suck. I'm like his personal, hey your hard!  Let me blow
you again, ok?"

"Right now?  Right here on the bus, with everybody watching?"

"Sure. Why not?  We spent the whole day naked together and most of
'em saw me with Mark's dick in my mouth.  C'mon, let me suck you
off, please. Lift up and I'll...."

"Holy shit!  So Johnson wasn't lying when he told me I had a faggot
cocksucker on my bus.  No, no, don't stop," the bus driver said as
Terry twisted around to see who was talking. "Your buddy looks about
ready to cum.  Keep sucking faggot, and take his load. I can wait
for my blow job, for my turn to drive my dick into your cocksucker
mouth."

"There's not much room and it's awfully hot down here."

"Shut up and lick the sweat off my hairy balls, fag.  It's not my
fault traffic started to move."

The roadblock had cleared just as Terry was about to chow down on
the bus driver's engorged prick. Unwilling to forego his blow job,
the driver had resumed his seat at the wheel with Terry wedged on
the floorboard between his legs.  Terry was still in place, happily
sucking the driver's dick, long after the last camper had been
dropped off at home. His passengers discharged, the driver pushed
the knob of his spit soaked stick shift forward, balls deep into
Terry's mouth, and discharged a mansized load of overheated spunk
from his crankcase into Terry's belly.


"HOW DO YOUR balls feel, son?"

"Sal!"

"Oops, sorry Liz.  Testicles, Tony. How do your testicles feel?"

Tony and his dad started to laugh.  Terry giggled.  Even Liz had to
smile as she took her seat at the dinner table.  "I suppose I'll
get used to having three men in my life," she said. "And the way
they talk.  So, Tony, how do your, um, balls feel?"

"Your mom is a good sport," Tony said to Terry as they were washing
the dishes after dinner.  "I didn't want my dad marrying your mom,
but it's working out ok.  He was lonely after my mother died and he
needed a woman to take care of him.  Now he's got Liz and I've got
you...., my personal cocksucker."

Terry laughed and licked his lips. "Yup that's me, your personal
cocksucker. Are your balls really ok?  Must've hurt bad to get
whacked in the nuts like that."

"It hurt, but I think my boys are back to full production.  You
can blow me tonight, if you can wait that long to feel my dick
in your fairy princess mouth.  Yeah, Frank told me how he and Bill
made you up and dressed you like a girl.  Kept your mouth busy too
while I was in the emergency room.  How'd you like wearing lipstick
and nail polish?  Maybe we'll do it again this weekend while the
rents are away."

Terry's eyes lit up.  "Great. I love it when the three of you party
in my mouth. Lipstick and polish, I'll even wear a dress if you
guys want me to and, hey, the folks are out back talking to the
neighbors."

"So?"

Terry dropped to his knees and rubbed his face in Tony's crotch.
"Keep watch," he said as he pulled down Tony's shorts and jock,
"I'll blow you now.  Won't take me long to suck a sperm cock
tail outta your balls.  It'll be like desert."

"You are such a fag," Tony said.  "Go ahead, cocksucker, blow me.
Balls first, though, stick 'em both in your mouth.  Make like a
chipmunk and stuff my nuts in your faggot mouth."

Terry licked underneath Tony's balls, looked up, and asked. "Ok if
I jerk off with your balls in my mouth, Tony, and while I'm sucking
your dick, please?"  Without waiting for an answer, Terry opened
his mouth as wide as he could and managed to suck Tony's entire nut
sack into his mouth.  One hand was wrapped around Tony's prick. His
other hand, after struggling to push down his shorts and underpants,
was wrapped around his own dripping cock.

"Did you just cum and shoot?" Tony said as he squeezed a final drop
of sperm onto his step-brother's tongue. Terry nodded. "Outrageous!
When did you start making sperm?"

"Today, at camp," Terry said proudly. "While I was sucking my friend
Bobby's cock.  On the ride home also, when I sucked off the driver."

"What!  Are you out of your fucking mind?  You can't go around
sucking... How many... Who else knows about this?"

"Stan Johnson knows. He's like the camp director. I've sucked his
cock two times.  My counselor, and the ten boys in my group. I
sucked all of them today.  Maybe a few other counselors and campers
who watched me demonstrate how to give a blow job.  It was fun and
it made me cum.  So what's the big deal, anyway?  I'm a fag, Tony,
a cocksucker, you said so yourself. I like to suck dick, have guys
cum in my mouth, and I don't care who knows about it."

With the folks away, the boys would play, so later that evening
Tony telephoned Frank and then Bill to confirm plans for the
weekend.

"Like I told Frank," Tony whispered into the phone. "Just bring
your hardon. The little faggot is looking forward to it.  No, I'm
fine, all healed.  I let him blow me after dinner. Pumped a nice
load of cum into his mouth. He's waiting for me in our bedroom.
Yeah, a little head before bed. No, Bill, you can't come over
tonight for a blow job.  See you Friday. By."


YOUNG BOYS MASTURBATE because it feels good and, in moderation,
rarely causes physical or psychological harm.  The onset of
sexual maturity, evidenced by the ejaculation of semen during
orgasm, leads to more frequent arousals hence, more frequent
masturbatory events. Jerking off two or three times a day is not
uncommon in young boys and is usually sufficient to satisfy a boy's
sexual needs.  Erectile dysfunction, or the inability of a man to
achieve an erection, has quite a different meaning for a boy. A
nearly perpetual erection, constantly recurring, and a copious flow
of preseminal fluid.  The multiple orgasms an erectile dysfunctional
boy is capable of achieving does little to relieve the condition.
Terry had changed his shorts twice already this morning and again
a big wet spot was starting to show.  No time to change again, the
bus was just up the street.  He couldn't understand why his prick
was still hard and throbbing , still leaking precum, after jerking
off two big loads of cum.  The boys on the bus would think he peed
in his shorts.  As the bus neared his house, Terry took off all his
clothes and stuffed them into his backpack.  Naked, he climbed
aboard and took his seat next to Bobby.  "Getting a head start," he
explained. "We'll all be naked soon anyway."

By mid morning, the camp looked like a gay playground. Naked boys,
many with hard cocks jutting out from their bodies were everywhere.
Counselors in jock straps were teaching the older boys how to suck
dick and swallow a load of cum without choking.  The younger boys,
too young to cum, were using their little pricks like water pistols,
happily pissing on each other. 

Terry alone was missing.  He was in Stan Johnson's office getting
his asshole stretched.  "You're going to love it," Stan assured the
the nervous lad. "Once you feel a cock in your boy pussy, you're
going to want it all the time. Bend over and spread your cheeks."

Stan's collection of latex cocks, complete with mushroom like heads,
veiny shafts and a pair of wrinkled balls to hold the sperm-like
cream, were modeled after his own erect prick.  He had dozens of
them in a variety of lengths and thicknesses.  He selected a pencil
thin four incher, lubed it with a generous amount of KY, and gently
inserted it into Terry's pink anus.  By the time they broke for
lunch, Terry had graduated to a fat eight inch cock.  He had also
cum twice while Stan reamed his asshole and squirted cream into his
bowels.

"After lunch we'll move on to the real thing," Stan said while he
secured a combination butt plug-cock ring.  "This'll keep you open
and loose 'til then. Go eat lunch, suck a few cocks if you want,
and report back here at one."

"It's a butt plug, to keep my asshole, my boy pussy open," Terry
explained to Bobby.  "Stan's gonna fuck me after lunch.  Stick his
cock in my ass and cum in my ass.  He says all fags love to get
fucked, but I'm worried it's gonna hurt cause Stan has a big dick
and fat too."  Terry took a big bite of his sandwich and noticed
that Bobby wasn't eating.

"I don't know how you do it," Bobby said as he pushed his plate
away.  "I hate it when another boy cums in my mouth. Some of the
boys are even drinking piss from the little kids.  The sucking
part I can handle, but the sperm tastes horrible.  Mark made me
suck and swallow three loads and then he had two counselors jerk
off into my mouth. Mark won't let anybody suck my cock or let me
cum until I learn to swallow without choking."

Terry crawled under the table and kissed the swollen head of his
friend's dick. "You need a blow job and I need to suck.  I haven't
had a cock in my mouth all morning and I'm hungry for it.  Keep an
eye out for Mark while I work on your dick."

"FUCK ME AGAIN.  Please Stan, please fuck me again.  I don't care
if I miss the bus.  I gotta have it, gotta feel a man inside me.
A man's hard cock in my boy pussy.  How about you, Emerson? One
more time? Stick your dick in me..., cum inside me, please."

After lunch, Terry had returned to Stan's office with the taste of
Bobby's cum fresh in his mouth and spent the afternoon learning how
to please a man, two men actually, in his asshole. Stan had invited
Emerson, the grey haired negro janitor, to deflower the young boy
with his nine inch coal black dick.  The butt plug had done its job,
Terry's anus was open and quivering slightly as the two men bent him
over a narrow table.  With a nod of thanks to Stan, Emerson took his
place behind the naked boy and lubed his steely hard prick.

"Don't be goin' tense on me now," Emerson said as he spread apart
the snowy white cheeks of Terry's ass and placed the head of his
black cock against the pink anal rosebud. "Jus' relax and bear down
like your shittin' while I get the head inside.  Gonna hurt some at
first, you bein' such a young fag, but ain't nothin' t' be done
'bout that."

Emerson smiled across at Stan who was standing on the other side of
the table.  His erect dick an inch or two from Terry's mouth.  "I
hear tell you pretty good wit' your mouth.  Suck off a lotta boys
yest'day, an' my brother too, fat guy who drive the bus."  Terry
cried out in pain , tears came to his eyes, as the old man eased
another inch of his cock inside and slapped his ass.  "Well, cock
suckin's easy work fo' boys like you.  Real measure of a fag is how
his pussy takes to fuckin' and I do b'lieve..." Emerson thrust hard
and buried the last of his shaft inside Terry's loosened but still
tight hole. "... oh my lord, what an ass, juicy and tight....."

Emerson could hardly speak, his breath was coming in gasps as he
felt the walls of Terry's bowel spasm around his dark invader.
The old man had butt fucked hundreds of young fags in his time, but
had never experienced a boy's pussy that literally sucked cock like
a mouth.  With a passion not felt in years, the old man shot his
scalding semen and fell forward, exhausted, on to Terry's back.

"Emerson?" Stan said softly to the unmoving old man. "You ok?"

"Never better," came the breathy reply.  "What an ass on this here
fag. Ain't cum like that in years an' my dick's still hard. If y'
don't mind waitin' fo' a turn, I'm gonna fuck this boy again."

"Sure, go ahead and fuck the fag again.  Hey, maybe have the pussy
ride on your cock this time.  Be easier on you... and he can watch
your big black dick sliding into his asshole.  We'll double fuck
him, mouth and ass.  Turn him into a real boy toy."

Terry shivered in anticipation. The burning pain of Emerson's
initial penetration was long forgotten.  He wanted to be fucked
again, long and hard.  The old man's cock lodge in his ass felt
great. Stan's cock in his mouth could only increase his pleasure.

Stan was pleased.  Fucked five times and the fag was begging for
more. "That's it for today, Terry, camp's over.  Get your faggot
ass on the bus."