Date: Tue, 1 Mar 2022 16:59:36 -0800
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: John Does Dawson (gay / Beginnings, oral, anal, m/mm)

Beginnings, oral, anal, m/mm

The 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 a
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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                 John Does Dawson
                       By
                      Wolf
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	It was early October and Dawson, my best friend, and
I was heading to our lake cabin 30 miles away to winterize
the cabin.  However, I had other ideas on what to do when
we got there.  We were both 16 at the time.  We have
known each other ever since we met up when we entered
the 9th grade.  We became friends and hung out together all
of the time.  We talked about sex and were soon comparing
cocks and jacking off together at every opportunity.
Eventually, masturbating each other until we came.

	One time we were in his basement utility room and I
let him put his hard cock in my mouth and pump for a while,
only to pull it out and shoot his load on the floor.  Now I was
on a mission to finally taste his cum.

	Once we arrived at the cabin, we got busy turning off
the water, emptying the toilet bowl reservoir.  putting
equipment into storage, covering with furniture with tarps,
and turning off the breaker switch for the electricity.   After
putting in a good days' work, we were ready to kick back and
take a break.  As we caught our breath, I somewhat
nervously hatched my plan and made him an offer he
couldn't refuse.

	"You know all this work has given me a hard on, I can't
get rid of it!" I stated.

	He laughed slyly, "I suppose you're asking for some
help?"

	"Well actually I was really hoping to get sucked off,
but I know you haven't been interested, but I'm willing to
make a deal I think you'd like."  I continued.

	"Yeah?"  Apprehensively

	"I really need nice release and willing to give you 10
blowjobs for one"

	His eyes got wide open at the thought of my mouth
available for his use.  "I really don't want a cock in my
mouth, I'm not a cocksucker.  Hmmm.... However, that's
quite an offer".

	I could see a bulge developing in his trousers as he
thought for a few moments and was sure he would accept
the offer.   After what seemed like forever, he said, "OK take
off your pants and go get on the bed."

	He followed me into the bedroom where I stripped
from the waist down and spread eagle on the bed.  He
climbed between my legs, grabbed my cock, and stroked it a
bit while deciding on how to take it in his mouth.  Finally, he
reluctantly lowered his mouth down to my stiffened cock
and worked my mushroom head in his mouth.   Slowly he
worked down my shaft and started pumping it without a lot
of enthusiasm, but I focused on my upcoming reward.

	After a couple minutes he pulled off and said, "stop
holding back!"

	He started again with a little more effort and I focused
on shooting my load to seal the bargain.  Finally, I felt my
balls tighten, cock enlarge, and I shot a few hot streams of
hot cum in Dawson's mouth.   He immediately got up and
went outside and spit it all out, making me feel a bit
humiliated.

	When he returned to the bedroom, he took off his
pants and underwear and took my place on the bed.  "Ok,
time for you to start with your cock-sucking service." He said
with his rock-hard cock sticking invitingly straight up.

	I crawled up between his legs and eagerly took his
cock in my mouth, lowering completely down on him,
tasting the familiar salty sweat and the smelly musk odor
from our previous work around the cabin.  I sank my nose
deep into his pubic hair and was intoxicated by his boy
aroma.  I was soon working his cock earnestly, working my
tongue around his shaft and head as I did.  His cock was an
average size, 5 to 6 inches long rather thick and it filled my
mouth fully.

	Soon he was humping my mouth and matching my
rhythm of bobbing my head and put his hand on the back of
my head as he began unloading his built-up load in my
mouth.  I felt spurt after spurt filling my mouth with his
slightly acidic, salty creamy boy juice.  I savored the flavor
which I found was pleasantly pleasing.  I held it in my mouth
as he finished cumming, he said: "Don't stop sucking till I tell
you."

	I continued to work his now softening cock with a
mouthful cum, until I finally had to swallow.  The bitter after
taste at first took my breath away, but I found it an
awesome finish.  "Okay you can stop," he said with a smug
knowing smile.  I was now his bitch.

	We didn't discuss what happened on the way home,
but I had his taste to remind me.

	About a week later, Dawson called and said we should
take a ride.   He came by and picked me up in his bronco,
which was great for handling the unmaintained roads.  We
took off for the country and found a remote parking spot.
After putting the bronco in park, he undid his seatbelt and
unzipped his pants.  "Okay cocksucker, I know you want it!"
whipping out his hard and ready cock.  I flushed red with
shame, but quickly went to work satisfying his needs.
Without emotion he ejaculated his load and pulled up his
pants.  "Thanks" and we headed home.

	I gave him mouth service a few more times over the
next couple months, but he began hanging out with Max, a
blond stud a year younger than us.  Max always seemed to
have a girl or two around him and Dawson seemed to want
to be along for the ride.  Things slowed down and I missed
having his cock in my mouth.

	One day he called up for another ride.   Once parked,
Dawson told me he and Max had one of the class sluts over
to his place and they both wanted to tag team her, but she
was unwilling and left them high and dry.  Now he had blue
balls and needed relief.  I told him that my mouth was
available: "Yeah I know, but I want more.  Drop your pants
and get your ass up." he said, taking me by surprise, but I did
as he said.  With ass up I felt him spit on my hole and then
the tip of his cock rubbing to find its mark.  He thrust his
cock inside me without warning.  It took my breath away
with the pain.  As the pain subsided it was taken over by a
pleasant feeling.  He finally unloaded the contents of his
scrotum and collapsed on top of me.

	After he pulled his cock out, I asked him if he liked it.
He said: "Damn right!!!  I loved the feeling of your pussy
around my cock."

	I told him if he really liked it that he could have it
when he wanted with one condition.  I bet Max would really
enjoy going bells deep in my ass if you cum in my mouth at
the same time.  Dawson was excited about the prospect and
assured me that he was sure Max would be just as pleased.

	The next day I was over at the garage owned by the
father of Max, him and Dawson were the only ones there.
We made our way to the back where the office was.  They
were in a hurry so; we just dropped our pants and I draped
myself across the old metal office desk in preparation for
them to use me.  Dawson came around to the front of the
desk and stuck his cock into my mouth, while Max got
behind me and placed his hands on my butt and spread my
cheeks and like Dawson he spit on my asshole before he
eased his cock into my ass.  It was a new experience for me
to be fucked in the ass and the mouth at the same time.  I
learned later that it was called "Spit Roasting."

	We got together sometimes twice a week for a short
time.  Things died down after Dawson got a steady girl the
rest of high school and college.  We ended up going to the
same University and ran into each other before Thanksgiving
break and found out we were both stuck in town working.
He invited me over to his fraternity for the holiday weekend
since everyone else was out of town.  As we sat around
drinking beer and smoking a little, getting on a bit of a buzz.
I looked at him and asked, "do I owe you anything?"

	Dawson let out a baritone chuckle: "I seem to
remember that you still owe me a few blowjobs."

	I couldn't help laughing: "I guess that I do."

	Dawson stood up and pulled me to my feet and led
me to his dorm room where we got undressed and the two
would have been crowded on the twin sized bed but I was
on my knees between his legs sucking his cock until I got to
taste his familiar cum.  This time I insisted on him returning
the favor.  While we recovered, we talked and slowly
masturbated each other until Dawson was hard again and he
fucked me missionary. Style.  That was the start of three
years of sex with Dawson


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