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Date: Fri, 21 Dec 2012 13:18:01 -0500 (EST)
From: Wolf Pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Little Sean (gay/beginings, oral, anal, b/b)

DISCLAIMER:

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 underage boy and adult males...  If
this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

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                            Little Sean
                                By
                               Wolf

	I think my story is pretty common.  My mother (Jeannette) was
divorced before I was old enough to even start school.  Because of her
economic situation we were forced to find lodgings in an economically
depressed area.  The second floor apartment we lived in was rundown.
The plumbing leaked, causing the bathroom to smell of mold, and the
tub had permanent rust stains running from the faucets to the drain.  I
hardly noticed the conditions we lived in.  I thought everyone lived like
us, because after all, the kids I went to school with homes were just like
ours.

	When I was six years old and starting school a young family
moved into the apartment below ours.  They were named Joy and Bill,
and had only one child, named Donny.  They befriended my mother,
and we became close friends.

	When we were seven years old and staring second grade we
were in the same classroom at school.  We were closer than brothers.
Joy looked after me along with her son until my mother got home from
work.  Donny and I spent a lot of time roving the neighborhood.

	I was a rather small boy with dark, blond hair and blue eyes.
Donny was a portly boy.  He wasn't obese or anything like that, but
looked like he was built to play football.  He had black straight hair and
brown eyes.  He was also slightly taller than me.

	The apartment had a laundry room in the basement.  It only had
two washing machines and driers, one cast concrete deep sink and a
Formica table for folding clothes.  The washroom was rarely used during
the day, because just about everyone in the apartment worked during
the day.  Donny and I found it an adequate place to play in.  One
afternoon Donny suggested that we play a game called 'Doctor.'  He
blocked the door with a wooden box in such a way that no one could
enter the laundry room.  We sat under the table.  Donny told me that
he would be the doctor first, and that I had to take off all of my clothes
so that he could give me a physical.

	I was apprehensive about taking all of my clothes off in the
common laundry room, even if the door was blocked.  It took him a
little time to coax me out of my clothes, besides the naughty aspect of
game appealed to me.  After I removed my clothes and placed them in a
neat little pile, he ordered me to lie on my back.  When I followed his
instructions, he started touching my body.  He spent a lot of time
examining my private parts.  I couldn't believe how hard and stiff my
prick was.  It was sticking straight up like a pink flagpole.  He poked
around my little ball sack.  He stuck a finger into the sack and under the
skin, before he told me to cough.

	We had no idea why doctors did that, but they always did that
while giving us physicals.

	He eventually told me to flip over.  When I did he started feeling
my back.  He dedicated a lot of time parting the cheeks of my butt.  He
spent a lot of time looking at my hole.  He told me that he was going to
take my temperature.  Then I felt something being pushed into my
asshole.  I couldn't turn my head far enough around to see what he was
putting into my ass.  It was strange though, because my dick was rock
hard.  It was pressed between the concrete floor and my belly.  When
he was finished doing whatever it was, he told me he was through. And
I could get dressed.

	While I was getting dressed, he smelled his finger.  That was
when I caught on that he had been sticking his finger into my ass.  For
some reason I found that exciting.  Now it was my turn to play the part
of the doctor.

	Donny took off all of his clothes and lay on his back.  Now it was
my turn to feel his body and play with his dick.  His cock didn't even look
like mine.  His cock was as long as mine, but was thicker at the base.  It
tapered to the end.  His knob was rounded, where mine had a purple
toll around the bottom, making it look like a helmet.   I was fascinated
with his cock, and while feeling it I started pulling on it.  He liked it and
encouraged me to continue.  I also stuck my finger under each side of
his cock by sticking a finger into the ball sack, and asking him to cough.
After the frontal examination he turned over on his belly.  I followed his
example by feeling his body before spreading his butt cheeks.  I studied
his asshole before touching it.  I spit on his asshole before I tested his
opening.  He squirmed around a little and moaned when I actually
stuffed my finger into his asshole.

	(It was later that we learned from older boys that it was called
finger fucking.)

	We eventually finished with our game, and got dressed.  We did
that a few more times before someone tried to open the door while we
were playing.  The person eventually went looking for the apartment
manager to get him to open the door.  We scurried to get dressed, and
flee the basement before anyone returned.  We thought we had made a
clean getaway.  We had to look for other places to play our games, of
course we had moved beyond the doctor game and just got together to
play with each other's dicks and assholes.  We discovered that we could
sneak into empty apartments occasionally.

	It was Donny's stepfather that introduced him to sex.  He started
off by having Donny jack him off at the age of six.  By the time Donny
was ten-years-old his stepfather would fuck his mother and then do to
his room and fuck him.  His mother was well aware that her husband
was fucking her son, but said nothing.  Donny introduced me to fucking
at the age of ten as well.  We continued fucking each other all the way
through our teens.  By the time we were thirteen his mother had finely
divorced his stepfather, and move someplace back east.

	Just after Donny and his mother moved away, my mother
remarried an older man that lived in a much better neighborhood.  I
was befriended by another neighbor, he was a fifty-year-old-man, and
although married and had a couple of kids, was quite the pedophile.  He
took an instant liking to me (even at thirteen, because I looked much
younger).  He would invite me to join him golfing at the local country
club.  He would have me help him with his yard work, and eventually
showed me his collection of porn, when his wife was not around.  That
was the first time I had ever seen kiddy porn.  It was thrilling to see, and
when he asked me if I would like to do some of those things seen in the
photographs with him, I told him with a nod that I wanted too.  We
started off by jacking each other off, and then sucking cocks, eventually
he fucked me.  That was the first time I had been fucked by a man...but
not the last!



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