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   ibshamlat@dontspamgmail.com to All   
   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.   
      
      
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