Date: Mon, 20 Oct 2014 10:01:01 -0700 From: Wolf Pomo Subject: French Canidan Boy (gay/incest oral anal W/S b/MM, bb/MM) 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. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re- post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2014 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@yahoo.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. French Canadian Boy By Wolf My name is Rejean, and my family were French Canadians, we were living in in a small town in northern Montreal, Canada. My brother, Mario, and I were only two and five years old, when our parents were killed in an audible accident. The courts awarded custody to our father's only brother, Uncle Robert. It was very traumatic for both of us to suffer through the burial of our parents and the liquidation of their estate. We of course didn't understand that the proceeds were put in a trust for us until we became adults. We were devastated when we had to move into Uncle Robert's farm. The farm had belonged to our grandparents, and Robert inherited if after their death. He was single. It took us several months to settle in and get used to life without or parents. Uncle Robert did his best to be both mother and father to us. mario was still in dippers at the time and so young he accepted the change quickly, but I had nightmares about the loss of our parents, so Robert allowed me to sleep in bed with him. When Mario complained that he wanted to sleep with us, Uncle Robert assured him that when he was potty trained he could sleep with us. It was very reassuring to sleep next to my uncle's large warm body. He was a tall man at least six feet tall, and very muscular from hard work on the farm. He would pull me his lap as we lay in a fetal position, and he would rest his hand on my lap. I would even get a little boner as he rested his hand on the bulge in my pajamas. There was nothing overtly sexual in his actions at the time. The younger sister of Robert and my Dad was named Rachel, and she would come from town regularly to clean and cook for us. She always returned to town, because she was married and had children of her own. Uncle Robert also took it upon himself to bath us. He would help us get undressed, after he removed his own clothes. He would put us in the tub and step in behind us. He would wash our bodies thoroughly. It was a playful game, and we were encouraged to wash his body just as thoroughly. Both of us were impressed with the size of his cock. It had to be eight-inches long, and it was big around that I could barely get both around it. Of course our genitalia were cause for careful cleaning, and it was fun. It is worth noting that our family didn't believe in circumcising children at birth, so all of the males in our family had foreskins covering the knobs. We were also encouraged to peel back the skin to clean the knob. Doing that every day got us used to stretching the ligament that attached the foreskin at the base of knob. Even as a child I discovered that it was pleasurable to pull the skin back and forth over the knob. Uncle Robert saw me doing that one time, and he simply smiled, and showed me how he did it. He called it jacking off. It became a fun activity for the three of us to sit around and pulling on our peckers. By the time I was old enough to start Catholic school Uncle Robert had included mutual masturbation to our games. One night while we were in bed, he bent over my body as I lay there on the bed, and he took my dick into his mouth and sucked on it. It felt wonderful. When he asked me if I would like to kiss is cock, as he called the act, I did my best to get all of his cock into my mouth. It was impossible for me to get all of it in my mouth at the time. After a short time he pulled my head up off of his cock. He told me that he needed to show me something. He told me all about cum. He explained that when it is put in women it can make babies, but unmarried men shouldn't put it in women, but it is a sin to spill in on the ground according to the bible, so men help each other out by swallowing each other's cum. While he was telling me this he was jacking off until he squirted cum into his left hand. He dipped his right index finger into the pool of cum and tasted it, for my benefit. Then he dipped his finger back into the cum and wiping it on my lips, so that I could taste it. I didn't think there was much taste at all. I even opened my mouth when her dipped two fingers in the pool and placed his fingers into my mouth for me to suck clean. After that every night he was have me suck his cock until he squirted his load into my mouth. During that same period the lay teachers and nuns were telling us that it was wrong to allow strangers to touch us on out privates. We were also getting ready to have our first communion at that time, and were being introduced to the practice of confession. We were eight-years-old at the time, and we were shown the confessional and told how the priest would sit in his booth and turn on the light to let the parishioners know that they could enter their booth to kneel at the screened window to confess our sin and receive their penance. We were told that a priest would tell us to say so many Hail Mary's and so many Our Father's and told to make an act of true repentance. Some of the boys told me they would say things like they ate meat on Fridays, or they took the Lord's name in vain. I was struggling with the statements from our teachers that it was wrong to allow strangers to touch our privates and what my uncle told me about helping friend from casting their seed on the ground. So the say we were ushered into the chapel to make our first confession I was very nervous. When it was my turn I entered the booth very apprehensive. When the priest pulled the little window open I knelt on the padded railing, and clasped my hands in the manner that the teachers had taught me. I could think of a way to tell the priest what my uncle was doing to me. I started telling him the same inane stuff the other boys were going to tell the priest, but I finally paused and said, "My Uncle Robert plays with my private parts!" There was another pause before the priest said anything. He told me to have my uncle come to the presbytery to talk with him, and then he told me to say three Hail Mary's and three Our Father's and make an act of true penance. I left the booth wondering if I had done the right thing. I dutifully knelt before the statue of Mary and recited the three prayers and then moved to the middle of the railing and recited the three Our Fathers. Then I made a quick exit out of the side door. I was reluctant to tell my uncle that Father Mattew wanted to talk to him. I told him after diner. He gave me a look as if he expected that I had gotten in trouble. He called the priest after the dishes were washed. He put us to bed and drove to the presbytery. I had no idea what took place at that meeting. When he got home he removed his clothes and got in bed with me. He took me in his arms and kissed me before he jacked me off for a while. I felt his cock as it grew hard and he pushed it between the cheeks of my butt. He didn't force it in me that nigh. I just fell asleep in his arms and my cock in his hand. The next afternoon when he came to school to pick me up from school, he had my brother with him. We made our way to the presbytery for the meeting with the priest. We entered his office and the door was closed. Father Mattew sat on the couch with my brother and I between them. He told me, "You don't have to make a confession about what I was doing with my uncle. The teachers were right that you shouldn't let strangers play with my privates, but family members or people that love you are allowed to touch you. As your uncle told you single men shouldn't cast their seed on the ground. That is why men and boy do their relatives the favor of swallowing the seed, or even letting them deposit the seed in their bums. " While he was talking my uncle was rubbing my crotch until I had a boner. Then he opened my pants and pulled them down to my knees. The two of them admired how big my cock was for a boy my age. The pries continued talking about the proper behavior for boys. "As a priest I am a surrogate father for many boys here in our orphanage. Many of them come to me when they need to release their seed. Next Sunday I will let you and your brother present the offering. After Mass and the parishioners go home, you and your family can join me and the altar boys in the antechamber while we return out vestments to their closets." Uncle was openly masturbating me by that time. The priest lifted his black robe to show me that he was naked underneath. He had a large boner, but he wasn't a big as Uncle Robert's. I was about seven inches long and not as big around. (I learned that he shaved it almost every day.) He encouraged me to play with his cock while my little brother played with our uncle's. When the priest was about to cum he pulled my head down between his legs. I opened my mouth and accepted his knob just before he squirted cum into my mouth. My little brother was sucking our uncle's cock too. It was to become a regular activity. The pries would visit the farm and the two adult would indulge in mutual masturbation with us, and feeding us cum. Mario and I became quit proficient at sucking cocks, even though we were unable to take the full length into out mouths. Before the first week was over the Father Mattew came to our farm. The four of us had diner, after the dishes were washed we went into the master bedroom and took off out clothes. To demonstrate how men could take the seed of another man Father Mattew lay on the bed while my uncle stuck his cock into the priest's asshole and fucked him. Mario and I were fascinated watching our uncle fucking the priest. We were encouraged to play with the priest's cock. We kissed them and allowed them to play with our little cocks. When our uncle pulled his cock out of the priest's ass, he told me to suck all of the cum off of his cock. My brother also swallowed the priest's cock and sucked him until he got a mouth full of cum. The next Sunday the three of us went to church in or best clothes for the last Mass. As we brought the offering up the isle I felt a lot of pride. I was also studying the two altar boys dressed in their white robes. After the mass, the priest and Alta boys stood out front talking the parishioners until they had all departed. Then he led four of us to the antechamber. The boys helped the priest remover the sash, and the cassock. The priest had on black trousers and a white T-shirt under the cassock, but when the boy pulled off their cassocks they were totally naked, except for their shoes and socks. Mario and I were impressed with the boys sex organs. They were about thirteen-years-old. Their cock's were every bit as large as most adult's. Standing there in front of us naked, they both got boners. They even played with them to get them fully erect. Father Matthew and Robert demonstrated to Mario and me how to fuck boy right there. It was thrilling to watch the boys frapped over a table with the adults gripping the boy's hips while they drove their cocks into their butts. When they were finished Mario and I licked their cocks clean. A few months later when Robert had brought Mario and me to the presbytery to party with Father Matthew the bishop was there. He was a tall fat man dressed in his formal bishop's robes. Mario and I found out that the bishop also preferred to visit his priests without any clothes on under the robes. He was thrilled to have two young boys to play with. The three adults took turns sucking our little cocks and having us suck their cocks. We were being fed a lot of cum. It was curious that the bishop was so fat, all of 325 pounds, but he had a small cock, not any longer than Mario's and mine, but he had ball the size of a softball. He insisted on being allowed to fuck the two of us. Father Matthew and Uncle Robert greased up our assholes. The bishop poked his little cock into my ass, and fucked me for a short time then fucked Mario. He poked us a couple of times. He was fucking my ass when he came. He pulled out before he was finished and squirted some cum all over my back. That evening the bishop took our cherries, and opened the door for Uncle Robert and Father Matthew to start fucking us. Living with Uncle Robert meant that he was fucking the two of us every night. Father Matthew got to visit the farm a couple of times a week. On those occasions he would not only fuck Marion and me, the two of them would fuck each other. Sometimes he would have an opportunity to interrupt school long enough to slip his cock into my asshole for a good fucking. Any time the bishop was in town he would also make use of Mario and my butts. At least his cock didn't hurt as much as Uncle Robert's cock or Father Matthew's. Just the same Mario and I learned to love having large cocks in our butts. We enjoyed the games with them. We even learned how to swallow their cocks. Nothing was forbidden. We even enjoyed having them pee on us. Licking assholes was just a prelude to getting fucked. As Mario and I grew up we were attracted to older men. We often have sex with each other, but we like to go out to gay bars and pick up older men. We play games with them, like we are their boys and let them use us as they see fit. 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 pomowolf74@yahoo.com