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Subject: Mike and the Underground (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, anal, m/MMM) Aduly Youth, oral, anal, m/MMM Author’s Note: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting boy and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2018 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at ail if you like. All flames will be ignored. Mike and the Underground By Wolf I grew up in the city of Manhattan, New York. The only transportation I ever used was the subway to get around town. As an innocent child, I was oblivious to the seedy side of the town. I didn’t like the smell of the homeless people because they smelled of urine, fecal waste and the nasty smell of unwashed bodies. On the trains packed with bodies, the body odor can be overwhelming. When I entered high school, I took the underground downtown to attend a school that was preparing me to be a landscape architect. The school was contained in a multistory building. Our physical education classes were held on the roof that was fenced in completely to prevent balls from flying off the roof or some guy getting pushed off or jumping of. My best friend was a curly-headed Italian guy from Queens. He told me about having dirty old men rubbing up against him on the train coming into town and seeing both men and women masturbating while standing in the windows alongside the elevated portion of tracks before dropping underground as they come into Manhattan. His stories got him thinking about sex. When I was a 15-year-old I needed to take a leek so when I exited the train, I entered the public toilet below ground. There was a man standing at the unreal as I approached. While I stood there with my dick in hand pissing into the urinal, the man turned to show me his cock. He was masturbating by pulling his foreskin back and forth over the head of his cock. I got nervous and put my dick back into my pants as soon as I finished peeing and headed for the exit. As soon as I was on the ground level, I became aware that the man was following me. He approached me and asked me if I would be interested in seeing some interesting pictures. I understood what kind of pictures he was talking about, and accepted his offer. He led me around a corner and to a three-story walk-up. The property values in Manhattan are beyond belief. Apartment buildings that would be condemned in any other city still demand a rent that would get you a suite in Las Vegas. When we walked up the three flights of stairs, we entered an apartment that the outside of the windows was coated with a thick coat of oily dust that almost blocked the sunlight. Given that, the apartment was clean. He told me that his name was Enrique. He directed me to have a seat on the couch while he got me something to drink and while I sipped from the can of Coke, he left the room long enough to change clothes and returned with several binders. He placed them on my lap and stood back. He was wearing a silk dressing gown. He was barefooted and ankara yeni escort his legs were visible below the knee. His chest was visible and I saw that he was shirtless. I suspected that he was naked under the gown. As I opened one of the top binders I saw the pictures was of naked men and boys doing all manner of things. There were pictures of them masturbating each other, boys sucking adult cocks, boys on their knees with mouths open and men pissing into their mouths, and pictures of men fucking the assholes of boys. When I looked up the man had his cock in hand and was masturbating himself. His cock had a foreskin that covered most of the head. He was pulling the skin back and forth until I saw a clear drop of precum appear at the piss hole. He moved close and wiped the slippery liquid on my lips until I opened my mouth. I sucked his cock until he squirted his cum into my mouth. He moved the binders off of my lap and opened my pants. He knelt before me and gently held my balls while he sucked me off, after he swallowed my cum, he kissed me on the mouth. While I fastened my pants, he assured me that I was free to give him a call anytime I wanted to visit him for another blowjob. I walked home thinking about what had just taken place. That night I retrieved a washcloth I had hidden and masturbated four times before falling asleep. I called him the next day and went up to his apartment. I got to look at the binders while he played with my cock. He sucked me off a couple of times. Enrique had taught me to suck and we’d get naked in his bed a few times a week. As a 15yo I was always ready. That was the beginning of visiting him a couple of times a week. All he wanted was to suck me off and sometimes he allowed me to suck him off. He eventually confessed that he was a bottom. He explained that he liked men to fuck him, and asked me if I would like to fuck him. I was thrilled at the prospect of fucking him. He got on his knees on his coffee table because that put his asshole waist-high in front of me. I spread his butt open to look at his asshole. His hole opened up, and I knew he was no stranger to being fucked in the ass. I masturbate until my cock was hard and I guided my cock to his asshole and drove it home. He made pleasant moaning sounds as I fucked his ass. On future visits, I fucked him missionary while he masturbated himself to an orgasm. About a year after I met him, I called him before visiting him and he told me that he was seeing an older man that was going to be his Daddy. I knew enough to understand that he had found an older man that would dominate him like he was a boy. That meant I wasn’t going to get blowjobs from him or fuck him. I was at a loss for a few days. Enrique had taught me to suck and we’d get naked in his bed a few times a week. As a 15yo I was always ready. After a few weeks of this he told me he had a friend who would love to meet me. He had told the friend about me and the guy had asked that I go see him. His friend (Franco) owned a small art gallery on Madison Ave. Franco was in his early 60’s and was a well- hung Cuban immigrant. I went to his gallery that Saturday morning around 9:30 yenimahalle escort before it opened. When I told him that Enrique had sent me his eyes lit up and we went into the back room. He wasted no time with preliminaries we got naked on an old couch he had in the back. We sucked each other and then he told me to stand up and bend over the arm of the couch. I knew what was going to happen but wasn’t prepared for how he did it. He smeared some Vaseline on my asshole and very quickly plunged his cock into me right down to the base. I let out a scream and started crying from the pain. He responded by pushing my face into the cushions to muffle my screams while he roughly fucked me. The more I cried the harder he pounded. He was calling me names like faggot and whore plus stuff in Spanish. After a while he unloaded in my ass and climbed off. He tossed me some paper towels and told me to clean up. I remember wiping and seeing cum, shit, and blood. I started to get dressed but he told me to wait as he wanted to take some photos for some friends of his. He took about 10 Polaroids of me in the nude including some on all fours spreading my cheeks to show my very red asshole. I saw him again many times and both he and Enrique introduced me to other older gay men in the neighborhood who liked young boys. Then I remembered my school friend’s story about being molested on the train to and from Queens. I deliberately took the train to Queens during the peak rush-hour traffic. The bodies were packed into every car. I wondered if I would be molested or not. Everyone was being rocked around and being pressed against each other. Then I felt something being pressed against my butt. At first, I thought it was probably an accident, but it persisted. It felt like my pants were being ruffed between my butt crack. Then I felt a hand move around my waist and come to rest on my crotch and give my cock a squeeze. I got a boner instantly. I made a bold move and reached behind me and placed my hand on the bulge in the pants. I found that the zipper was open and I put my hand into the pants and found that I was holding a warm throbbing cock. While we were being jostled around, I continued to squeeze the cock. After a couple of stops, the man leaned close to my ear and whispered, “The next stop is mine. Would you like to follow me?” He started moving though to crowd towards the door and I followed him. As soon as the train stopped the door opened and we stepped onto the platform. We walked down stairs to the ground level and made our way a cross street to a small row house. When we entered his home, he wanted to kiss me while he set about undressing me. He also undressed. He led me by my dick to his couch and had me sit on his lap while he played with my cock and sucked on y nipples. He laid me on my bock and mounted me. He dangled his cock over my face until I took it into my mouth and h leaned over to take my cock into his mouth. We sucked each other until we came in each other’s mouth. We fooled around masturbating each other and tickling each other’s asshole. This man asked me if I had ever been fucked and I told him that I had fucked a man yozgat escort plenty of times but he was a bottom and didn’t want to fuck me. He started waving his cock around and assured me that he wanted to fuck me. He prepared me by lubricating his cock and my asshole before he placed me on his coffee table and lifted my legs up and placed my heels on his shoulders. He warned me to relax or it will hurt a lot more. When he started forcing his cock into my asshole, I wanted to bed him to stop and started sweating profusely. With every thrust the pain was terrible. I grunted with every thrust. Even with the pain, my cock sprang a boner and I squirted cum all over my belly. He explained about where my prostate was located and how his cock was tubbing my prostrate causing me to cum. My ass was sore for a couple of days. I visited him for several months. Anal sex with men became my favorite entertainment. Until I started thinking about fucking younger boys. In my junior year at school there was a freshman that was too swishy for his own good. He dressed like male hooker. The other guts picked on him. I caught them stuffing him into a trash can in the bathroom. I told them to leave him alone, and they called me a fag lover. I escorted him home, and when he told his mother how I had protected him, she couldn’t thank me enough. She told him to go change clothes. In his absence she told me, “I’m so thankful for you protecting him. I have been aware that he was gay even before he sucked his first cock. I have feared that he would get physically hurt. I have prayed that someone would protect him from harm. Could you talk to him on how to be less obvious?” “I guess so.” “You’re welcome to spend the night with him if you like.” I went to his room and let myself in. I found him putting on girl’s clothes. I sat on his bed and told him, “If you want to survive high school you are going to have to dress straighter. It may be okay with your mother to cross- dress at home but you’re going to have to tone it down in public. I got up and rummages through his closet and selected clothes more appropriate for a boy his age. He tried him on while still wearing girl’s panties. I told him to be sure to wear tidy whites to school. We showed his mother what he looked like. I told them someday when you are successful Broadway set designer you can dress in drag all you want. They both lighted at that comment. We returned to his room and he changes into girl’s clothes typical for a young schoolgirl. Kissed me and wanted to suck my cock. By the time I came in his mouth, his mother called us to dinner. She begged me to spend the night with him. She even offered to call my Mom for permission. I gave her the number and she called my Mom and begged her to allow me to spend the night. After she hung up, she told me to have fun. We returned to his room and we got undressed and I asked him if he had ever had someone fuck him? He got excited and told me that no one had ever done that to him yet. We got undressed and I did my best to stretch and lubricate his asshole with my spit before I mounted him. He did a lot of moaning while I fucked him. I was as genital as I could. After I came in his ass and pulled out, he asked if he was bleeding and I wiped his asshole and showed him that it was just cum. He eventually drifted off to sleep. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to ail

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