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|    In Support of Political Moderation (1/2)    |
|    03 Feb 15 17:41:36    |
      XPost: alt.romance, alt.guns, soc.women       XPost: soc.men, alt.philosophy       From: ibshamlat@gmail.com              The boy's name was Albert. A big name for a small boy.       At about 10 years old Al got hit by an overload of       hormones. Other kids teased him about being small and       not playing baseball and other real guy games. He had       long curly hair and that didn't help. He was unhappy and       didn't know what was wrong with him. He was embarrassed       that his penis got stiff when he read comic books that       showed super heroes scantily dressed.              He embarrassed himself when he went shopping with his       mother Janette and his thing got stiff and he had to       cover himself with a shopping bag. And, after gym class       he stood at the rear of the showers and the boys called       him semi because he had a swollen prick, trying not to       let it get hard. He didn't know what was wrong with him.              Another trait was that his skinny body let him be very       flexible. He knew it was weird but it felt so good to       get into bed nude and suck his big toe. He never       mentioned this to anyone because he would get laughed       at. While he sucked his big toe his stiff penis rubbed       his belly and it felt good.              One Saturday he was walking to the play ground to swing       and he saw something in the weeds along the sidewalk. He       saw a muscular man and woman on the cover and picked it       up. They were both nude, the man with a large cock and       the woman with a sexy body and pose. He took it and ran       home, hard cock bouncing. His mother was gone and he       really wanted to look at the nude man and woman. She was       gone a lot since she had a new boyfriend. He would hear       her fumbling around early in the morning, drunk after       her date.              He felt he needed to undress and he was rock hard as he       looked at the pictures. Nude boys and men kissing and       one boy had a man's cock in his mouth. He read the story       about a boy giving a man a blow job and saw pictures of       cock sucking. Also stories and pictures of men and boys       fucking hot cunt. He loved the pictures and wondered       what it would be like to be the boy. It looked so hot.              He thought the pictures of cock sucking and cunt fucking       were so cool and read about orgasms and cumming. He was       in bed, nude, and was going to suck his toe and pretend       it was a cock and then realized he was looking at a hard       cock, his. He almost passed out from excitement as he       raised his skinny hips and took his hard prick in his       mouth. He loved the feel of his cock in his mouth and       started to suck it like in the story and pictures. He       took his slippery cock out of his mouth and tried       jacking it. This was heaven! He felt on the verge of       something new and exciting and suddenly had his first       orgasm. Cum arched into the air and dropped onto his       stomach in a puddle. He found that he loved the texture       and taste of cum.              He wasn't cranky and unhappy and unfulfilled anymore. He       jacked-off at every opportunity. Now he understood what       the magazine was all about, sucking and fucking. When he       went to bed he couldn't wait to flex his hips and take       his hard cock in his mouth. He was addicted to his       orgasms and the taste of his cum as he sucked himself       dry.              He would watch himself in his bedroom mirror as he       jacked his hard cock and wish he could expose himself to       someone else. His small skinny body and long curly hair       turned him on. He wanted something more, needed       something more. He was almost 11 years old now but still       skinny. His hairy was longer and his mom had let him dye       it blonde. He giggled, looked like a girl with a cock.              It was late and he was about to suck himself off when he       heard a noise and, "mother fucker but I'm drunk and       horny" from downstairs. He slipped on a pair of shorts       and went downstairs to see what was happening. His       mother, Janette looked up at her son from the couch       where she was sitting, blurry eyed and spilling a drink       on her blouse, braless tits transparent. He gave her a       kiss and she smelled like a brewery. She told him she       had been at a party but her fucking boyfriend hadn't       showed up and she was fucking pissed off.              He said he was sorry and he would have never done that.       He said he wanted to learn how to be considerate and be       a good man when he grew up. He said he had found a       magazine that showed nude boys, men and women and       stories how to please men and women but he wasn't sure       if it was true. She asked him to bring her another drink       and let her see it. She slurred that she appreciated his       trusting her to see it with him. He made a large strong       drink and gave her. He wondered if he could fuck his       mother and felt his cock start to leak.              He came down with the magazine and let his cock bounce       in his shorts. He sat next to her and asked what she       thought as she read the stories and studied the       pictures. Janette said it turned her on. She said she       was bi and loved sex with both sexes. She said her       boyfriend was bi also and she thought that was natural       and healthy.              Janette said she didn't want to embarrass him but was       thinking it was about time to talk to him about sex. She       said she was so drunk and fucked up that she had the       courage if he was ready. She looked at his boner in his       shorts and asked if he masturbated yet. He said he did       every chance he got. She asked what he thought of when       he jerked off and he said he thought of how sexy she       was. He said he was so flexible that he found he could       suck himself off and thought of sucking other cock. He       asked if she thought that was bad and weird.              Janette pulled her little boy close and, as she slowly       ran her hand down his bare chest into his shorts, she       said the only fucking bad thing was that she had been a       bad mother and didn't know her son needed her to help       him. His cock was rock hard as her hand pulled it out of       his shorts. He gasped as she took his whole shaft in her       mouth and sucked it.              She pulled off before he came and kissed him and he       tasted his prick juice. After she pulled his shorts off       she said he could fuck her wet cunt but she had to       fucking piss first. He helped his mother undress and she       spread her legs so he could watch her piss. She grabbed       his prick and pulled him close and said he could piss       too. She held his pissing cock with one hand and rubbed       his warm piss on her tits, belly and hairy cunt bush       with the other.              Piss was running down her leg as he helped her into bed.       She lay on her back and opened her cunt lips and told       him to lick her fuck slit. Albert kissed and licked her       wet pissy cunt and gave his mother an orgasm. She       reached around and grabbed his soft ass and pulled his       rigid prick deep into her cunt. She gasped to fuck her       hard and make his mother his first piece of ass. He       pounded her hard and they both came at the same time,       streams of cum overflowing her cunt. She told him that       she had fucked a lot of cock but he outlasted them and       came more. She told him her little boy was a fucking       stud.                     [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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