From: firstname.lastname@example.org (WILLIAM325@DELPHI.COM) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: The Man-1A (man/boy) Date: 26 Aug 1994 22:14:01 -0000 THE MAN N O T I C E ! This story contains sex and sexual situations between adults and children, and sex and sexual situations between children. If this type of story offends you, or your community standards, abort now and do not read any further. All characters portrayed in this story are fictious. Any resemblance between real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. If you are under the age of eighteen, exit now and do not read any further. Fan Cha Phaw does not condone the actions or activities of the actors within this story. This story is fiction, and is intended for the reading pleasure of adults. Fan Cha Phaw does not advocate the breaking of any laws. Ishmael Wilkins The Man CHAPTER I Donald Baxter had one incident in his childhood which would direct the entire course of his life. At the time this incident was not major, nor did it have any obvious impact on him at that time, other than a few minutes of pleasure, however, little did he know that this tiny instant in his life would be a prelude to the rest of his life. Donald was eleven, and school was out for the summer. Like most kids, he was elated when school was finally out, and for the first week or so his days were filled with all kinds of activities to keep him busy. Now, however, summer was getting old, and he was getting bored. His friends all either went on vacations with their parents, or away to summer camp, and so he was left alone to try to find things to do. "Donald" came the call from behind him. It was a female voice, an older female voice. Donald turned to see Mrs. Miller standing at the gate to her yard. "Could you do me a really big favor Donald?" She had a smile on her face, and her eyes begged. Donald wandered over closer to Mrs. Miller's gate. "Sure Mrs. Miller, what is it?" "Well, I hate to ask you seeing that it is summer and all, and you are probably off to meet your friends, but I need someone to watch Jason and Mark while I go the market. I haven't had a chance to do shopping, and we are having a cookout tonight, and I don't know what to do. Could you please watch them?" The woman was really pouring it on. Donald looked behind her to the front lawn. There in the middle were two boys dressed in bathing suits, splashing around in a small wading pool. Jason, Donald knew, was Mrs. Miller's son. He was six, maybe seven. Mark lived down the block, and Donald knew that the Miller's baby-sat him while his mother worked. He was about eight. A strange feeling came over Donald as he watched the two boys splashing around half naked in the pool. He couldn't identify the feeling. It was kind of a good feeling in one way, and scary in another. He dismissed the feeling, as he turned to address the woman. "Sure, Mrs. Miller. I will watch them. How long will you be gone?" The boy asked. "Oh, about an hour I think. I will go as fast as I can. I have to stop at a couple of places to get different things for the cookout. Oh, Donald, you are a good boy. Thank You!" the woman said, all within thirty seconds. "Man," Donald thought, she can sure talk fast. "I had better leave now so that I can get back early. I don't have time to get the kids changed. Let them play in the pool for a little while longer, and then have them take a bath and get changed, will you Donald? Oh, yes, and be careful to watch them in the pool and the tub, they are just little boys." "Sure, Mrs. Miller, no problem. I can watch them, and make sure that they take their baths." Donald was having that feeling again. When Mrs. Miller told him to make sure he watched them close in the pool, his dick started to stir. When she told him to give them a bath, and then change them into their regular clothing, his dick sprung up to its full erect size. The boy hoped that Mrs. Miller could not see that he had a hard-on. As soon as Mrs. Miller left to do her shopping, Donald assumed his baby-sitter role. Wandering over to the little wading pool, he sat down on the grass close to it, and watched the two little boys play. The boy noticed that his dick was still hard. Every time he caught a glimpse of the little bulges in the front of the boy's bathing suits, his dick would jump a little, and he would have a funny feeling deep in his balls. Donald noticed, however, that whenever the little boys would turn their backs to him, and their little Speedo clad bottoms would be pointed in his direction, his dick would actually throb. All of this was a little confusing for the young boy. His dick was harder than he ever remembered it to be. Donny had found, around the time that he was eight, that if he rubbed and pulled on his little dick, it would feel really good. From that first accidental discovery while he was soaping himself in the bathtub, Donald had been playing with his dick every chance he had. His favorite place was the one in which he first discovered masturbation, the bathtub. He would lie back in the tub, and soap his erection and his little sack. Slowly and gently he would begin to tug away at his little hard-on, while one hand caressed and squeezed his little marble-size balls. After the second or third time, Donald began to have orgasms, which made his masturbation all that more fun and exciting. It was only a short time before the boy learned that he could give himself the same pleasure when he was in bed. He began beating his little dick in bed until it was raw. He solved the problem of pulling the skin off his dick, by making his hand slippery first with his spit. After he had become accustomed to having his spit all over his hand and dick, he would wet himself down good prior to jacking himself off. He soon found that his bed time masturbation was as enjoyable as that in the bathtub. One night while playing with himself in the bath, Donald's hand slipped from his balls when he was arching his hips up into the air to find the best angle to jack off, and his hand ran across his little anus. A shutter of pleasure ran through his little body. Slowing his masturbation down a bit, he touched his anus again, and felt the same electricity. The boy decided to try something. Soaping his little bottom good, he began to rub a finger all around the little hole. The boy's dick jumped from the pleasure of the act. It was only a matter of seconds before Donald's finger penetrated his little bottom. He bit his lip, and gasped loudly as his finger slid up inside of his body. Donald had never had anything in his rectum before. When he was smaller he use to get hard-ons whenever he moved his bowels, which would make his mother laugh at him. He never knew, however, that having something go into his anus could feel as good as his bowel movement coming out. Little Donald Baxter rammed his finger in and out of his anus, while he masturbated himself furiously. His climax and subsequent orgasm was one of the most powerful that he had experienced to date. The little boy could not believe the pleasure he got from having his finger stuck in his ass. That night while in bed, Donald concentrated on his rectum. He ran his little finger in and out of his bottom for almost an hour, before he began to experiment on himself. He soon found that he could fit two fingers inside of himself, and that two fingers felt much better than one. From that point on, Donald reached orgasms which made him screech with pleasure, and which racked his little body harder than anything he had ever experienced in his life. When Donald was nine, a new family moved in down the street. Like all little boys, Donald was curious about the new family, and wandered down to see if there were kids in the family. Donald was pleased to see that there were children. The family comprised of Mom, Dad, two girls, and three boys, five, eight, and ten. Donald looked towards the eight-year-old wondering if he could develop a friendship with him, however, the ten-year-old decided that he wanted Donald for his own friend. The boy, Matthew, was cute as far as boys went. He was only a little bigger than Donald. He had blonde hair, and greenish blue eyes. Donald thought to himself that the boy was rather pretty. Soon after the family got settled, the boy appeared in front of Donald's house, wanting to play. Donald, the good neighbor, decided to show the kid around. The two boys were awkward with each other at first, as all boys are with new acquaintances. They were getting to know each other, and had to be careful of what they said, or how they acted, wanting the other boy to like them. The guided tour ended up in a small forest, where Donald showed Matt his fort, which was concealed in some bushes. The fort was surrounded on all sides by brush, and had a few crude furnishings which Donald had scrounged from around the neighborhood and from at home. Donald was pleased to see that the boy was impressed with his fort. Donald liked Matt, and told him that he could play there any time he wanted. Donald had almost forgotten to show the boy the best feature of the fort. He told the boy to follow him, as he headed out a small opening in the back. The opening led to some well tramped underbrush, and then to a small stream which looked as if it were on its last leg. Smiling widely, Donald told the older boy that it was the bathroom, that if they had to "pee," or go number "two," they could do it there. He also told the boy that sometimes when he was real hot or dirty, he would wash in the stream. The boy seemed even more impressed. He told Donald that he was glad that there was a bathroom, because he had to go. Not wanting to be anti-social, Donald said "Me too!" The boy smiled and said, "Let's go then." Donald stood watching as the boy reached up and began unbuckling his pants. Donald thought for a minute that the boy had to move his bowels, and blushed, trying to figure out if he should stand there or turn his back. The boy, however, pulled his pants to his knees, and then reached for his underwear, which followed suit. He reached for his dick, and holding it in his hand, he turned sideways towards the stream. In the position that he was in, Donald could still see his dick. He felt his own begin to stir. That was the first time that Donald had ever saw a boy's dick that up close. The boy turned to Donald and asked, "Aren't you going to go too?" Donald looked at the boy who was smiling. The younger boy blushed as he realized that it had been obvious to the older boy that he had been staring at his dick. Donald was not sure if he should take his pants down as well, or if he should take his dick out of his fly as he normally did. He chose the former, which was fortunate for him. The two boys stood side by side, each of them glancing, checking the other boy's genitals out. Eventually they began to piss, but to anyone watching them, it was obvious that it wasn't a piss that was out of necessity. The boys had invented the need to piss to see each other's dicks. Matthew shook off his dick after he had tinkled his little stream, and turned slightly towards the younger boy. He was still holding his dick in his hand. As he looked at the other boy, his fingers began to run over the head of his dick. Donald felt his own dick begin to swell, as he watched the older boy's dick begin to grow. Matt soon began to openly rub his hand over his dick, which had reached its full four inch length. Donald had begun to run his fingers over his as well, reaching a hard-on about an inch shorter. Both boys stood facing each other, rubbing their dicks, and staring intensely at each other. "Do you jack off?" The older boy asked his friend in a hushed voice. Donald could not put two words together at that point, and so with his face reddening, he shook his head up and down. "Wanna do it together in the fort?" Matt asked, moving his hand away from his hard-on a little, so that the younger boy could take it all in his gaze. Donald's head bobbed up and down like mad. He wanted to jack off with this boy, real bad. The boys pulled their pants up a bit, and headed back into the fort. Once there, both of them lowered their pants, and stood facing each other. Neither reached for their still hard dicks. They stood looking at each other, waiting for one of them to take charge. Matthew finally broke the silence and took the initiative. "Wanna get naked and do it?" he asked the wide-eyed younger boy. Donald's head was back off bobbing, as the older boy pulled his shirt up, and then off. His pants followed suit, and then his underwear. He was standing there before the little boy wearing only his socks. "These too, I guess," he said, turning to bend down and pull his socks off. Donald's dick jumped, and grew rock hard when the older boy bent to pull off his socks. His butt cheeks parted, and his hole came into view. Donald watched as the boy's hole opened and closed a little as the boy's body moved around. Seeing Matt's asshole, and watching it open and close, almost winking at him, made him get that funny feeling in his stomach, and in his balls. Matthew turned to Donald, totally naked, and looked at him questioningly. The younger boy began his strip tease before the older boy's gawking eyes. When he stood naked before the older boy, except for his socks, he turned his back to him as the boy had done earlier, and bent down to pull his socks off. Donald made sure that he spread his legs while he did this, and he tried to force his butt hole open and closed in the process. He must have been doing something right, because when he exposed his naked backside to the older boy, and he started working his little hole, the older kid's dick jumped, and he reached his hand up to it and started stroking himself. Donald took his time taking his socks off, giving the older boy time to get a real good look at his ass. When he finally finished and stood up to face the boy, Matt's face was flushed and he was breathing deep. Silently the two boys laid down on the floor of the fort, and moved together until their hips were touching. Both boys reached for their dicks at the same time, and they began jacking themselves off. The two boys watched each other jacking off intently as they pounded their own dicks. Neither made a move to touch the other, they were still too shy. The ritual which they were undertaking at that time was to find what the other's boundaries were. Almost if the two boys has shared a telepathic message, the slowed their masturbation down. Matthew reached out with his free hand, and placed it on the younger boy's stomach, right around the area of his navel. Donald reached out with his free hand, and did the same to the older boy. The first move had been made. It was the time to see if either of them would protest touching the other's dick. Donald followed the lead of the older boy, and began rubbing his hand around the boy's stomach, as he felt the boy's rub his. He moved his hand up to Matt's chest when the older boy's went to his, and rubbed around the boy's nipples. Donald let his hand wander back down to the older boy's stomach, as he felt the other boy's hand begin to inch slowly down towards his crotch. The boy's hand moved slowly and deliberately, ready to stop at any time if the younger boy protested. Donald felt the boy's hand at the top of his pubes, and shuttered, realizing that only a couple of inches further laid his hard-on. Donald had never had anyone else touch his dick when it was hard, and he was breathing heavily in anticipation. Matthew moved his hand down slowly, trying to gauge the other boy's reaction. He had noticed that the younger boy had stopped moving his hand lower when he had moved towards his dick. He wondered if that meant that he didn't want him to touch his dick. The older boy was not sure how to proceed. He wanted to touch the younger kid, and he wanted to jack him off. He wanted the kid to jack him off too, but he wasn't sure that the kid wanted to. The last thing that he wanted was for the kid to freak out and run off. Not only would he lose a friend, he would also run a risk of being labeled a queer in his new neighborhood. CHAPTER 1-B That had happened to him in the last place where he lived. A lot of the kids would get together and masturbate. Once they got horny working on their own dicks, they would usually trade hands and jack each other off. Matt found that the younger kids also would jack each other off, and once in a while the older brothers would bring the younger kids along, and they would jack the older ones off. Matthew liked the feel of a little kid's hands on his dick jacking him off, and so he always tried to pair himself off with one of the little kids. When the older boys commented that he was "queer for the little kids," Matt went back to the older ones, but secretly met younger ones on his own and jacked off with them. Matt had fallen in love with a seven-year-old brother of one of his friends. The kid was cuter than anyone else he had ever seen. He had seen the kid with his pants down a few times, and he wanted badly to fool around with him. The kid's brother, however, kept him close and he was the only one who ever touched the little dick. Matt would jack off, or let himself be jacked off by another boy while watching the brothers masturbating each other. This would be all that he needed to cum, watching the little kid's hands working on his brother, or watching his little buttocks moving around. Matt ran into the little kid alone one afternoon, and learned that his brother was off playing with other kids. When Matt suggested that they hang out together and go play in their usual place, the little boy agreed. After a short time of hanging around, Matthew breathlessly asked the little boy if he wanted to jack off together. The boy agreed eagerly, and the two headed off to a private place. Once there, hidden by bushes, Matt asked the kid if he wanted to get naked so that they could do it good. The kid giggled, but agreed. Matt almost busted his nut as he watched the little kid strip himself naked. Matt was in seventh heaven when the little boy laid back and allowed him to explore his body. Matt felt the boy's soft skin, down his chest, over his stomach, and down onto his little hard-on and balls. The little boy rolled over onto his stomach without question, and allowed the older boy to stroke his back and buttocks. His only response to Matt parting his buttocks was a giggle. The older boy gasped as he viewed the tiny brown opening. The boy squirmed as Matt ran his finger across the boy's asshole, but he did not protest. Rolling the little boy onto his back, Matthew took hold of his little erection and started stroking it. It could only fit between two of his fingers, he could not get his entire fist around it, but Matthew enjoyed it none the less. He loved feeling the small, fresh cock of a little boy. When Matthew spread out his legs a little, giving the little boy a clear view of his hard-on, he was happy to see that the boy reached out, grabbed a hold of it, and started working his little hand up and down. Within seconds Matt was ready to bust his nut, and so he pulled away from the little boy. He did not want to have it end so fast. Moving to one side of the little boy, Matthew lowered his head until his lips rested against one of the boy's little tits. He gently kissed the tit to see how he would respond. The little boy squirmed around under his kiss, and giggled. Matt asked him if he liked that. The boy nodded that he did. Encouraged, Matt stuck his tongue out and licked the boy's nipple. He continued this exploratory play for a few more minutes, licking first one and then the other nipple, until the boy was use to it. The older boy stopped, and sat back up, resting his hand on the boy's hard dick. "Did you like that?" he asked hopefully. "Uh, huh" the little boy cooed, pushing his dick up against Matt's hand wanting to be jacked off. "Want me to do it some more?" he asked, moving his hand up and down the little boy's erection to help convince him. "Yeah" the little boy gasped, his hips arched into the air, pushing against Matt's playing hand. "Want me to do it all over?" the older boy asked "Yup" the little boy responded, and then giggled. He stopped thrusting himself against Matt's hand, wondering just where "everywhere" meant. Matt lowered his head once more, but instead of licking the boy's tiny nipple, he placed his lips against it, and started sucking it into his mouth. The little boy giggled loudly, and squirmed under him, saying, "That tickles!". Matt took his mouth off the boy's, now hard, tit only long enough to reply. "It will feel real good in a minute, especially when I do it all over." The little boy settled down, wondering if all over meant his dick as well. The boy had tried to get his brother to kiss and lick his dick before when they would play together in bed, but the older boy refused, telling him that it was queer. That didn't stop his brother from sticking his dick between his legs and humping him, or from putting it between his butt cheeks and humping either. It also hadn't stopped his older brother from sticking his dick into his mouth those two times in the past, and humping him there. The first time was almost a year ago. The boy's parents were out for the evening, and the baby-sitter was one who would never come up stairs to check on the boys. She was too busy talking on the phone, and raiding the refrigerator. For the first time in their sex play games, the two boys were naked in a sixty nine position, lying side by side, jacking each other's dicks. The little boy noticed that his brother was hornier than usual, and he stroked his little dick harder and faster than he usually did. The little boy gasped as he felt something wet against his dick. It took him only a second to realize that his big brother was licking him, licking his penis. The little boy thrust his groin forward, wanting to feel this even better. When he did so, he pushed his dick up towards his brother's nose. His balls were where his dick had been. The boy gasped with pleasure when he felt his brother continued to lick, this time on his balls. The older boy licked his brother's balls from top to bottom, and from side to side. Opening his mouth wide, he sucked the little boy's balls into his mouth, and started to swish them side to side. The little boy withered and squirmed around on the bed. They had never done anything like that before. He had never felt anything so good. Releasing the boy's little balls from his mouth, the older boy moved his head up a little and continued to lick at the tiny erection. Finally, when he reached the tip again, he opened his mouth a little, and sucked the boy's cock into his mouth as far as it could go. The older boy had always wanted to suck a cock. He wondered what it would feel like. He had wanted to suck his friend's cocks every time that they jacked off together, however, he was afraid that they would call him queer. He had contemplated sucking his little brother's cock a few times when they jacked off together, and once or twice he came close, however, each time he stopped before he actually did it. That night, however, was different. They didn't have to be in a hurry, nor did they have to be careful that their parents might walk in. The baby- sitter would never come in, and they were able to play together totally naked, a rare treat for both of them. He had gotten into a sixty-nine position with his little brother to jack off, thinking that if they were like that it would be easier for him to try it. He knew that his little brother would not call him queer, nor would he tell anybody about it. The little boy thought that he had the best brother in the world, as he felt the older boy's mouth working on his dick. He had never felt anything so good in his life. It was far better than using his own hand, or having someone else use their hand on him. The older boy continued to suck up and down the little boy's erection, until he felt it jump, and then pulsate in his mouth. He counted the number of times that the little cock jumped in his mouth. Finally after six jumps, the little cock laid still and he could feel it lose some of its previous stiffness. The older boy continued to suck until he felt the boy's dick grow totally soft, and he had a limp little two inch dick in his mouth. He was just about to stop when he felt his brother pulling out of his mouth. The little boy told him that it hurt now, and he realized that the kid's penis was tender after cumming, just like his got. The older boy laid back watching his little brother's dick twitch, and his chest heave up and down. He had really sucked the little kid good, and he found that he had enjoyed every second. When his little brother looked as if he had relaxed a little, the older boy told him that it was his turn to suck his dick. The little boy looked down at his brother's erection and smiled. He had never sucked a dick before, and had never even thought about it before his brother had sucked his. Licking his lips, and opening his mouth wide, the little boy lowered his head down onto his brother's hard-on. What the little boy lacked in style, he made up in energy. Within a few seconds he was bobbing his little head up and down madly on his older brother's erection. The older boy had wanted to start out slowly, by having the kid lick him and suck his balls like he had done to him, however, the kid's mouth sucking away at him felt so good, he didn't want him to stop. Two minutes later he felt his dick begin to swell, and he knew that he was ready to shoot. The little boy kept sucking frantically, not yet able to sense that he was ready to cum. The older boy grabbed onto his little brother's head and held it still, as he pushed and pulled his dick in and out of his mouth a few times. When he came, he buried his dick deep in his brother's mouth, so deep that the little boy started to choke. Just in time, he pulled back a little, and let go with his dry climax. He felt his brother's hungry mouth sucking against his throbbing dick, and thought that this was the best possible feeling in the world. The older boy was surprised that when he finally pulled his brother's head off his dick, that the little boy was not done with his oral play. The little boy, seeming a little disappointed with loosing his new toy, lowered his head and began licking his brother's balls. The other boy laid sighing as the little boy sucked his balls, and licked his way up and down his dick. When his brother's licking and sucking brought him to another erection, the older boy turned onto his side, and held his brother's head between his hands. He slipped his dick into the little boy's mouth, and began humping in and out of it. The little boy had difficulty at first with his brother humping his mouth, but when he learned to breathe from his nose, everything was OK. The little boy laid there and stroked his little dick as his older brother fucked him in the mouth for the first time. Afterwards the two boys went to their own beds. The little boy laid awake for some time afterwards, playing with his dick, remembering the sucking that they had done. A while later he was awakened by someone getting into his bed. He opened his eyes startled, but relaxed when he seen his older brother. The big boy pulled off his underpants, and lowered his head and sucked his dick and balls into his mouth at the same time. For the next three minutes, until he arched his little hips and orgasmed in his brother's mouth, the older boy sucked away madly on his genitals. Afterwards the older boy moved up so that he was sitting on the little boy's chest. Supporting himself on his arms, he leaned over so that his dick was at his brother's mouth. Sliding inside, the older began, once again to mouth fuck the little boy. The younger boy was happy that he had learned how to breathe through his nose, because with his brother's dick keeping him from breathing through his mouth, he would have suffocated by the time the older kid cum. His brother rammed his dick in and out of his mouth, and he could feel the boy's balls slapping up against his chin. When the older boy came, he shoved his dick as far as he could into the boy's mouth. The little boy thought that he would be choked, but he relaxed his throat, and laid still as he felt his brother's erection throbbing and jerking in his mouth. CHAPTER 1C The two boys went back to their own beds, and slept the rest of the night. Early the next morning the little boy awoke before anyone else was up. He went over to his brother's bed, and after pulling down the covers and the older boy's underpants, he began sucking on his brother's dick. His brother was already hard when he started sucking, just like his own dick was in the morning, he thought to himself. Soon the older boy woke up, and once he figured out what was going on, he smiled and began rubbing his hands through his little brother's hair as the kid sucked his dick. The little boy sucked hard and fast. He had a plan, and he wanted to pull it off before anyone else woke up. Bringing his brother off once again, he did not waste any time climbing up onto his chest. The older boy watched amused as his little brother climbed on top of him. The little boy moved himself so that his balls were hanging over his brother's mouth. When the older boy didn't begin to suck on them, the younger boy ordered, "Open your mouth!" The older boy complied. As soon as his mouth was open enough, the little boy lowered his balls into his brother's mouth. The big boy laid there with his mouth open, while his little brother lifted his nuts in and out of his mouth. The boy sprung an instant erection, what his little brother was doing turned him on. Once the little boy's erection was as hard as it was going to be, he lowered himself a little, and slid it into his brother's mouth. Moving forward once again, he laid his groin up against the older boy's mouth, and began fucking him. The little boy would alternate between short, fast jabs, and long, reaching ones, as he humped, bumped and ground his erection into the older boy's mouth. The older boy was turned on more than he had ever been in his life, feeling his little brother's erection fucking into him. The little boy could not stand it any longer, he had to cum. He pulled his dick out of his brother's mouth, and moved himself forward a little so that he could masturbate himself to climax. His tiny balls ended up against the top of his brother's nose, and every time that he stroked himself, they would slap against it. The older boy thought for a moment that his little brother would suffocate him, as he sat down almost totally on his face. He could see, up close, the little balls as they lifted up into the air and then slammed back down against him. The boy was a little grossed out at first, when he noticed that his brother's asshole was almost pressed against his mouth. Not able to quite explain it, the older boy stuck out his tongue, and let it run along the boy's crack. His little brother stopped his jacking for a second when he felt the tongue up against his asshole, however, once it dawned on him what his brother was doing, he pushed his ass downward further, and started jacking himself even harder. With his brother's asshole pushed tightly against his mouth, there was only one thing that he could do. The little boy responded wildly when he licked it, so he pushed his tongue out once again, and let it come to rest right at the tiny, puckered opening. He felt the little boy begin to grind his hips, and asshole against his tongue. The older boy pushed his tongue harder against the little boy, and gasped a little when his tongue suddenly slipped into the little boy's. He stopped for a moment thinking that he was about to taste the little boy's shit, but when he tasted nothing more than when he sucked the little cock, he continued to run his tongue inside the boy's ass. The little boy abandoned beating his meat, and held his ass steady as he felt his brother's tongue enter him. He didn't think that anything could feel so good. Both boys were beyond turned on, they were frantic. Both knew that something else should happen, they could feel it in their soul, but neither of them knew what it was. The older boy lifted his brother upward slightly, so that he could have better access to the little hole. His tongue darted deeper into the boy's insides until it could go no further. He had managed to bury himself totally in the tight little hole. The two boys moaned and shuttered with pleasure as the ass licking continued. As of almost on cue, the older boy slowly pulled his tongue out of the little boy's ass, while grabbing onto his buttocks and encouraging him down off his face and onto his body. The little boy moved freely knowing, somehow that he was meant to be moved down, down towards destiny. The older boy continued to move his little brother down his body, past his tits, and then past his navel. Instinctively he knew that the little boy now belonged somewhere below this point. It was lucky for the boys that their bodies had been positioned in just the right way, that they were sufficiently horny, and that they were adequately lubricated for what was about to happen. The younger boy's body continued to move lower, half from his older brother's guiding, and half on his own power, until the tip of the older boy's erection rested up against the boy's tiny anus. Both boys felt the contact, and instinctively the younger tried to push his buttocks further back, while his older sibling pushed his erection forward. Just as the tip of the boy's erection pierced his little brother's opening, it dawned on them at the same time what was about to happen. The older brother's erection was going to penetrate the younger one's anus, and it was going to buried deeply inside of him. The older boy was then going to move his erection in and out of his little brother's virgin asshole, and then cum deeply inside of him. Both boys shuttered with the realization. Neither had known about ass fucking prior to this initial contact, and neither would have thought it possible if someone had told them about it. Know that boy was about to enter boy, however, something took over, some ancient knowledge long forgotten, but slowly awakening within the brothers. The little boy spread his legs and loosened his anus in preparation to being mounted by his older brother. Instinctively he knew that it was his job, his goal to bury his brother's erection inside his asshole. Grunting, he thrust himself backwards, just at the time that his brother was moving forward. Both boys cried out in pain/pleasure as they felt themselves move, as they felt themselves consumed by the other. Having firmly implanted themselves inside of each other, they stopped to feel what they never thought was possible to feel. Their eyes met, and they stared at each other in a knowing way. Both sets of eyes bore into the other, trying to look past the pupils into the very soul, looking, searching for answers to yet unasked questions. A smile was all that was needed to relax them, and to start them on something which they did not have control over. Reaching for his little brother's hips, the boy grasped them, and pulled the little boy forward, until just the tiniest portion of the tip rested at his anal opening. As they met, the older boy reached forward and mashed his lips against his brothers. The older boy then pushed the little boy backwards, back onto his erection, which came to a halt only when it was firmly and fully implanted back inside the little ass. Several more times the older boy pulled the younger forward, and their lips met. On those times the younger boy's lips responded and they kissed fully before the little boy started his journey backwards onto the rod spreading his little ass to its capacity. Had this happened in any other manner, the older boy might not have managed to penetrate his little brother's hole. The younger boy was tiny in comparison to the older boy's dick, and the entry process would have been met with pain. On the last trip backwards, the little boy stopped his body and held firm against his brother's pulling hands. It was time that he played his role in the ritual. Sitting himself a little straighter on his brother's erection, he began to wiggle his buttocks around the huge invader. Comfortable with this, the little boy began thrusting himself up and down his brother's length. CHAPTER 1D The older boy laid there, unable to move, as the little boy fucked himself down onto him. Both boys were close, and they knew it. They wanted to orgasm together more than anything else, but somehow they could not do it. It was not time yet, they were not ready. The boy stopped his bucking and sat on his brother's dick, as the older boy lifted him, and slowly pulled his erection out from his body. The boys settled down side by side, the younger with his buttocks up against his brother's groin. The older boy reached, and parted the younger's buttocks, and moved forward until his erection found its mark. He entered the little boy easier than he had expected that he would. The little boy opened his body, and allowed his brother to slide his erection inside of him. Older brother took over as he began thrusting in and out of the little boy's tight asshole. Moans and groans could be heard clearly, if anyone had been close enough to notice. The springs on the bed began to squeak. If the boy's parents had passed their door at that moment, they would have recognized the sounds at once. Fucking was going on within. If on cue, the older boy raised himself slightly, and rolled the little boy onto his stomach. The boy went willingly, and winced only slightly as the older boy immediately refilled his empty hole. In this position the older boy was ready, and he showed it by immediately beginning to fuck the little boy with greater force and speed than before. Once use to the older boy's stabbing cock inside of him, the little boy relaxed, and began to move his buttocks upward to meet the thrusts of the older boy. Little brother gasped and sighed with pleasure each time his brother came to a halt inside of him on his down stroke. The little boy squeezed tightly against the big dick, every time it tried to leave him, not wanting to let it go. It felt good inside of him, it felt as if it belonged there. With two and then three strokes deeper than they had gone before, the older boy cried out with pleasure and pushed his brother down into the mattress. His cock throbbed and spurted in his brother's asshole. The feelings which overtook him at that point were unlike any during prior orgasms. The older boy could feel something shooting from his dick, not just the usual throbs and shakes. The little boy felt it as well, the warm wetness which flooded his hole. Neither boy needed to ask, they knew. The older brother had at that moment became a man inside his little brother's rectum. Brother laid against brother, drained and spent. Their bodies were sticky with sweat, and they knew that they should get up and get cleaned up before their parents got up and found them like that. At that moment, however, neither cared. What they experienced together was something which they did not want to end. Each wanted to stay within the other forever, no matter who knew about it. Finally the brothers parted, and rolled together, side by side. Their young bodies touched, and their arms went around each other. Their lips met naturally, and their mouths parted. They kissed long and hard, a kiss that only two brothers newly finished fucking, could kiss. The older boy jumped as he thought that he heard the door close. He looked over at the handle, and could swear that he seen it turn slightly. The boys panicked, and got up quickly, each of them getting into their underpants. Looking into the hall they did not see anything, and when they put their ears to their parent's door, they heard them just getting up. The boys relaxed a bit, thinking that they had not been found out. They headed to the shower to get ready for breakfast, and to wash the sex from their bodies. What neither boy knew was that their door had been opened, and it has stayed open for a long time. Their mother had come along, thinking that she should wake the two boys. When she approached the door, she heard giggling and sighing, and wondered what they were up to. She cracked the door slightly, in time to see her younger son shoving his erection into his brother's mouth. The woman wanted to break into the room and stop the boys, but something told her that she shouldn't do it. She went to get her husband, motioning for him to stay quiet. The parents returned to the door and watched as the younger boy masturbated, sitting on the face of his older brother. They watched as the older son's tongue went into the smaller boy's ass, and then they watched as the two boys found penis against anus and penetrated each other. The parents watched as the boys discovered sex and intercourse, and watched their young bodies as they relaxed and opened to each other. The scene unfolding before them in their children's bedroom was erotic, gentle, and loving. Neither parent could move, although inside they knew that they should be stopping them. They watched as the boys changed positions, and began fucking in new found ways. The pleasure on their faces prevented either parents from butting in. When the older brother rammed into his brother and cried out in climax, both parents knew that their son had had his first ejaculation. They could not explain it if they had to, but they knew that there was seed being released into their younger son, and that it was virgin seed. Both boys had the look of surprise on their face as they felt the semen leave one body and enter the other. The parents sighed as they watched their boys lying together, still joined, their young bodies heaving with post climatic orgasm. When the boys parted and drew together again face to face, the parents gasped as they watched the boys tongue kiss each other. Somehow they knew that this was a first for them as well. The parents nudged each other, knowing that they should leave the boys alone. What happened between them should be left undisturbed, however, they knew that they had to do something to keep it from happening again. Boys, especially brothers, should not have experienced that they did. Those things were reserved for lovers. It bothered them that what they had watched was so erotic and so beautiful at the same time. The parents passed the bathroom door several times while the two boys were in showering. The brothers had bathed and showered together since they were babies, and so the two of them in there at the same time was nothing new. They did shutter, however, as they heard the normal giggles which once were innocent in their ears. CHAPTER 1E They heard the unmistakable sound of kissing, and the familiar sound of mouth sucking penis. They wanted to stop the lovemaking, however, they knew that it would probably have damaging effects. Listening closely they heard their younger child say to his brother, "Let me do it to you too. Come on you did it in my butt." "Sshhh, Mom and Dad will hear you stupid." the older boy cautioned his excited sibling. "OK, soap your dick up and I will get on my knees. You gotta be quick though, or we will get caught, and for Christ sakes, don't make a lot of noise." The older boy grunted, obviously lowering himself into position for his baby brother. Both parents smiled at hearing their boys talk their sex talk, but inwardly shudd'ered at the thought that their baby was about to stick his penis into his older brother's rectum. The parents stood there as they heard the sounds of rutting boys. "Ouch, hey get it in the hole, will you?" "Sorry" giggle. "Man, go slow. For a little dick, you hurt." "Sorry" giggle, laugh. "Ah man, this feels great. Make your butt tighter. Yessssssss!" The sounds of young flesh slapping against each other could not be mistaken. Regardless of their horror, both adults were becoming aroused. "Come on man, hurry up." "I am. I'm getting there. Another minute." "Nowwww! S H I T !!!!!! Aggghhhhhh!" the little boy moaned, obviously having reached his climax. "Christ, will you shut up. Why don't you just go out and get mom and dad and invite them into watch." "Sorry. I am done now. Want me to blow you again?" the little boy offered. The sounds of brother sucking brother took over, and then the gasp, and sighs. "Yuck. You pissed in my mouth!" the little boy complained, spitting out onto the floor. "It isn't piss dummy. It's cum. I came for the first time in your butt." "Yeah, I know. I felt it. I thought you pissed in my butt too." the little boy said, giggling at using the "piss" word. "Come on let's shower and get out of here before we get caught." The parents quietly left the bathroom door and went into their room. They closed and locked their door, and when a half hour later they appeared for breakfast, they looked tired. Fresh with the memory of their son's sex sessions, they had gone into the bedroom and fucked like that hadn't done in a long time. Later that day when the boys came home from playing, their parents were waiting for them. They told them that they had decided that since they were both getting older, they needed their privacy. They had worked all day to clean the study out so that it could be used as a bedroom for the boys. Both boys complained that they liked each other and wanted to stay where they were, but they lost their battle. As the family went upstairs to begin to make the changes, their father dropped the final bomb on their young lives. "Oh yeah. You guys are getting a little too old to be showering together, so from now on you go in one at a time." There was no room for argument, both boys realized that. The older boy was certain, especially after his father banned them from showering together, that they knew about them fucking each other. His face grew red as his father looked into his eyes. It was a silent agreement between the two. Don't fuck with your little brother. As much as the little boy tried, his older brother wouldn't suck his dick anymore, no would he fuck him. The most that they would ever do is jack each other's dick, and only outside of the house, and with other jacking boys around. The little boy knew that it had something to do with why their bedrooms were moved and why they couldn't shower together anymore, but he didn't discuss it with his brother, he didn't dare. CHAPTER II "You ready?" Matt asked the naked little kid sprawled out in front of him. The boy nodded his head, which was all the encouragement Matt needed. Lowering his head back down the youngster's chest, he licked first one nipple and then the other. Moving back across the chest, he stopped and sucked the boy's tiny tit into his mouth. He worked back and forth between the two nipples for a few minutes, before deciding that it was time to move on. Lifting the boy's arms up over his head, he licked the giggling lad's arm pits. The boy laughed and complained it tickled, however, Matt held him firmly while he continued to taste the boy's flesh. There was not much of an odor under the boy's arms, other than a fresh- smelling boy sweat. There was a salty taste to the boy's under arms which Matt liked. Moving his way down the boy's body, Matt licked his chest, and then his belly button. He noticed that the boy's dick jumped when he did that. The boy squealed loudly when Matt licked down the sides of his legs, where leg met groin. That was a ticklish spot on him, and he guessed that it was so on all boys. Matt moved back up to the top of the boy's groin, where someday it would be covered with hair. He especially liked this little mound on boys, especially if it were hairless. He licked and sucked all over this area. Moving on to the boy's dick, Matt licked it all over from top to bottom. The boy did not giggle when Matt moved to his dick, he laid back with a smile on his face, closed his eyes, and spread his legs open wide. After thoroughly licking the boy's penis and testicles, Matt lowered his mouth over the erection. He found that it was not difficult to take the entire thing inside of his mouth, and even managed to suck the boy's balls in as well. He released the balls a few seconds afterwards, however, since he wanted badly to suck the boy's dick to climax. The boy reached over and started playing with Matt's hard-on, and pulled him closer to him. Eventually Matt got the idea, and rolled into a sixty-nine position. He felt the boy's lips wrap around his dick and he sucked even harder on the little penis in his mouth. The boys reached climax within a minute or so of each other, and each was able to feel the other's dicks jumping and throbbing in their mouths. The little boy noticed that Matt did not shoot out any cum from his dick like his brother did. The boys laid together side by side afterwards, still in their sixty- nine position stroking and studying each other's penises. Every now and then one of them would stick out their tongues and lick the other's dick or balls, or take a few sucks of the other's limp penis, but mostly they enjoyed the chance to enjoy the others penis. When Matt moved his hand between the younger boy's legs to feel the skin down under his balls, the boy spread his legs wide, giving the older boy the access that he wanted. The boy did not complain when Matt's fingers brushed up against his anus. Lifting the boy's bottom up a little, Matt exposed the little orifice so that he could see it clearly. Gently, the older boy played with the boy's opening, letting his finger push against it, and then pulling it back, watching the little hole wink at him. Sticking his finger into his mouth to wet it, Matt once again placed it up against the boy's hole. Pushing forward ever so gently, he felt the boy's body relax, and his finger slide a few millimeters inside of the boy. Stopping for a second, Matt looked down and seen the tip of his finger inside of the boy. Since the boy did not stop him, Matt pushed a little harder, and felt his finger slide further into the opening. Matt stopped when his finger was buried into the boy up to his knuckle. He wiggled his finger around a bit, and watched as the little boy's dick jumped and danced in response. Slowly he began to move his finger in and out of the little boy's ass. He noticed that the more he did it, the more that the little hole relaxed. After about a minute of finger fucking the boy, he had managed to bury his entire finger inside of him. The little boy looked down at Matt, and said something which, at first, startled the older boy. He had not been expecting it, although he was certainly thinking about it. "If you lick my asshole and stick your tongue inside and lick it real good, you can fuck me in my ass." the little boy said, looking at Matt to gauge his reaction. Matt's dick sprang up to a full erection at once, and both boys laughed at the obvious response. Matt decided that he would do anything for the little boy, including drinking his piss if he asked him too. The thought of licking the boy's ass, and then sticking his tongue inside did not gross him out as it would if it had been requested by an age mate. The little boy rolled over onto his belly and pulled his ass cheeks apart, showing Matt his entire anal region. Without batting an eye, Matt lowered his head and began licking the boy's tender back side. Once he got his tongue inside the little boy, Matt relaxed. He had thought, as every boy thinks when he licks an asshole for the first time, that it would be dirty, or that he would get the boy's shit on his tongue and in his mouth. Matt thought that if that were what it would take to be able to put his dick in the boy's body, he would do it. He was pleased, however, that he did not have to taste the boy's shit in order to fuck him. Matt licked and tongued the boy's asshole for over ten minutes without stopping. The little boy was not complaining, and he wasn't about to ask Matt to stop. He loved having someone rim him, and as far as he was concerned, he could do it all day long. Matt, he decided, licked his ass better than anyone who had done it before. Little did Matt, or his own brother know, for that matter, the little boy had had his share of having his ass eaten out. Shortly after he and his brother fucked, and then his brother refused to have sex with him again, the little boy went out looking for other boys who would fuck him. The first boy he found was an eleven-year-old jerk off buddy of his brother. The older boy agreed eagerly enough to jacking off with the little boy. None of his brother's friends had been really able to fool around with the little kid, because the older boy protected him so much. The kid was cute, and so the eleven-year-old was eager to try him out. After the boys jacked off together for a while, taking turns on themselves and then each other, the younger boy offered to blow the older, if he would blow him in return. At first the older boy refused, perhaps fearing the kid's older brother. The boy wore the older down, however, especially after telling him how good he could suck. The older boy swore the younger to secrecy, and then went down on his little dick for a few minutes. The little boy returned the favor, almost at once deep throating the older boy. That was all it too for the older boy, and they soon found themselves in a sixty- nine position sucking each other off with great passion. When the little boy offered his asshole up to be fucked, if the older boy licked it first and tongued him, the boy almost got dressed and left. He had fucked before, and had been fucked, even with the boy's older brother. He got a little scared that he would get in trouble if he fucked the little kid. He was also fairly grossed out over the kid's suggestion that he stick his tongue in his hole first. The little boy got on his hands and knees, and exposed his backside for the older to see. Parting his cheeks with his hands, he showed the older boy his tiny little hole. The older boy was wavering. He had fucked asses in the past, and he knew how good they felt. The kid's older brother had been a tight and good fuck, he remembered. Seeing an asshole so small before his eyes, with the little boy begging him to fuck him, was very tempting. When the little boy offered to lick his butt first to show him it was all right, the older boy agreed, and rolled onto his stomach. The little boy parted his cheeks and rimmed the older boy quite well. When he was finished the older boy was panting hard, and had a very erect cock pressing into the ground under him. He felt the younger boy climb on top of him and hold his butt cheeks apart. He knew that the kid was about to fuck him, but it didn't matter to him much. The kid's dick was rather small, and he had been fucked before by much larger dicks. The little boy struggled for a few minutes to get his dick inside, but each time he did, it came back out again. He didn't have the length to fuck the older boy in that position. Telling the younger boy to wait a second, the older boy changed around so that he was on his back. He pulled his legs up to his chest, exposing his asshole, and then told the boy to get behind him and put it in that way. The little boy did as he was told, and was elated that he was able to get totally inside the older boy's butt. He reached his climax after a few seconds. The older boy left a lot to be desired as an ass licker, but the little boy didn't mind, realizing that in a few more minutes he would feel his dick in his ass. The boy stopped licking the younger boy's ass after a minute or so, spit on his dick, and drove it inside of the little boy. The little boy yelped as he felt the older boy's dick ram into his ass. The kid did not take his time, that was for sure. No sooner than he had bottomed out in the little boy's ass, he was off and fucking. The little boy tried to get away once or twice, from the rough fucking boy, however, the boy's weight on top of him prevented him from doing so. The eleven-year-old boy fucked him faster and harder than his brother had. He did not seem concerned about the fact that he was maybe hurting the little boy. He wanted to fuck, and he was going to fuck the little boy's ass raw in the process. The little boy panted and groaned as the older boy fucked him silly. The term, "fucked the shit out of him" became a literal one, when a few minutes later the little boy smelled a familiar smell around him. He felt as if he had to take a shit, and tried to tell the older boy. The older boy paused for a minute, but then seemingly decided that he didn't care. He continued to fuck the boy, and the boy continued to feel his shit moving in and out of his asshole. By the time that the older boy finished fucking the younger, ten minutes had elapsed. The younger boy would not have thought it possible that a boy could maintain that level of fucking for so long, however, he had not heard the older boys talking about him. Some of the older kids feared him, because he had literally fucked the shit out of them in the past as well. Others, however, tried to be alone with him as much as possible, because they loved the way that he plowed their assholes. A boy fucked by him would have a warm, well-fucked feeling in his hole for days afterwards. Both boys grimaced when the eleven-year-old pulled his dick out of the little kid's hole. His dick was completely brown, covered with the little boy's shit. The boy's groin and lower stomach, as well as his upper legs were shit covered as well. The little boy looked around the best that he could do at his ass, and noticed that he was covered as well. He wanted to cry he was so embarrassed. Neither boy said anything to the other, as they hunted for leaves and other things to wipe themselves off with. The little boy took his underpants and wiped himself the best that he would, and then threw them away into the bushes. Both boys parted, and went their respective ways. The little boy went home, and died a second death when walking into the house his mother noticed brown stains on his legs, and a smell that made her hold her hand to her nose. He explained that he had had diarrhea when he was out playing, and that he had gone the bathroom in his pants, because he couldn't get anywhere to go to the bathroom fast enough. He told her that he cleaned himself up the best he could with his underpants, threw them away, and then came home. The boy's mother shook her head, and sent him off to the bathroom to shower. CHAPTER III The next boy that the little guy approached was an age-mate, a nine- year-old who was reported to have a "monster" dick. The little boy had decided to avoid the eleven-year-old like the plague, even though he kind of enjoyed having his ass fucked the way it was. His butt had been sore, and then warm for almost a week afterwards. Every time he sat down, he would remember the boy plowing into him. Getting the nine-year-old alone and out of his clothes was not a great challenge. The boy was happy to see that the reports were correct. The boy had a long, skinny dick which when erect was a little longer than the eleven-year-olds. He hoped that the boy fucked a little easier than the older boy had. The little eight-year-old boy was surprised to see that when he had dropped to his knees and sucked the long erection into his mouth, that he could not deep throat it. He had managed to deep throat every boy he had sucked prior to that, but this one he could not. This did not keep him from trying, however, and he sucked away at the boy's tasty penis. When they parted, the older boy sucked the younger's dick into his mouth in one swoop, and sucked him right down to his balls. After a few minutes of bobbing his head up and down in the younger boy's lap, he stopped and looked up at the little boy. "Wanna see something cool?" He asked the boy with a big smile on his face. The little boy shook his head "yes." He wondered if the boy was about to stick his dick in him without even wetting it. He sighed in relief, however, when the boy laid on his back, lifted his legs up into the air until he could grab them with his arms, and then pulled himself together into a ball. "Come over on this side and look," he panted, trying to pull himself even tighter together. The little boy moved over to the other side of the boy, and looked, just as the boy opened his mouth and his dick disappeared inside. The little boy could not believe his eyes. The older boy was actually sucking his own dick. After a few false starts, the boy managed to slide more and then more of his dick into his mouth, until he managed to take almost all of it. With a little rocking motion, his dick began to move in and out of his mouth. The little boy watched in amazement as the older boy sucked himself off. When the older boy rolled out of his ball, and smiled at the little kid, the younger boy piped up. "I want to try to do that." The older boy laughed and said, "Your dick is too small to do it." "I still want to try." complained the little boy. The older boy agreed to help him and then explained everything that the little boy would need to know to suck his own dick. He helped the boy roll himself into a ball. It helped that the boy was small and flexible. He was able to lower himself close enough to his crotch so that he could just slip the head of his dick inside of his mouth. He shuddered as he felt his own dick in his mouth. The older boy told him afterwards that if he practiced it every day, he would soon be able to suck all of him in his mouth, and after a lot of practice, he would even be able to suck himself off. The boy took all of this in, and made a mental note to remember to practice as much as possible. He wanted to be able to suck himself off. The nine-year-old was not too agreeable to licking the younger's asshole, but definitely wanted to fuck him in the ass. He finally agreed to lick the little kid's ass for as long as it took to get him wet enough to fuck. He also agreed to let the kid fuck him in his ass when he was finished. The older boy started out licking his asshole slowly, and he began to think that he wasn't going to do it too well. After a minute, however, the kid really began to tongue the younger one's ass, which made the little boy sigh and wiggle around with pleasure. Almost as soon as he started, the older boy stopped, and after wetting his erection, he got on top of the little boy and poked around his hole a bit. The younger boy was thankful that after the nine-year-old found the hole that he did not just dive in. The boy took his time and entered into the other boy's ass slowly. He later learned from the boy that this was not out of concern or comfort for the younger boy, he liked the way it felt when his dick first slid into a boy's asshole, and so he went slow to enjoy it more. Once in and comfortable, the older boy fucked the younger at a slow steady pace. Instead of ramming away hard and fast, he took slow and measured strokes, seemingly enjoying the feeling of the fuck too much to rush. The little boy really began to enjoy being fucked by the nine-year-old, and wiggled his butt back and forth in appreciation. The nine-year-old lasted for almost as long as the eleven-year-old had, around ten minutes. The little boy's ass felt well fucked, but not too sore. He felt the older boy working towards his climax, and noticed as the speed and force of the boy's fucking increased. Just before the older boy came inside of him, he began ramming him fairly hard. It felt good at this point, however, not bad as it had when the other boy had fucked him like that the entire time. The little boy's head popped up in wonderment once the older boy had buried himself deeply in his asshole to cum. He felt the boy's dick begin to pulse, and then he felt something warm shooting inside of him. He was amazed that a kid that young could cum. It felt like he was cumming gallons. When the "cum" continued spurting inside of him, and he felt it beginning to work its way up and out of his hole, around the boy's dick, the realization of what was happening hit him. The boy was not cumming inside of him, he was pissing. The boy's warm piss was shooting in a long and heavy stream inside of his asshole, and was being forced back out, dribbling down between his legs onto the ground. He tried to struggle to get the boy out of him, but the older boy held tight. Eventually he felt the stream begin to slow, and then stop all together. He felt the older boy stroke inside of him a few more times, releasing a little more piss, and then grunted as the kid quickly pulled his dick out of him. The older boy rolled over onto his back with a big smile on his face, and said "Man that was good. I really came." It wasn't until much later that the little boy learned that every time the boy came, he pissed. Boys who let him fuck him always did it naked, because they were sure to get covered. Boys who blew him knew better to get him out of their mouths before he came, unless they were into having him piss in their mouths. Stories were that there were a few boys, and a couple of men around that were into having him piss in their mouths, and some were said to enjoy drinking it. The little boy complained, piss dripping from his bottom, that he didn't cum, but he pissed inside of him. The little boy looked over to see his urine dripping out of the boy's bottom, and told him that he did cum too. The older boy offered the younger a chance to get even. He told the little boy that he could piss on him if he wanted, all over his body and face if he wanted to. When the little boy looked at him wide-eyed, the older boy assured him that he liked it and that it would be all right. The little boy's dick began to stir with this thought. It seemed really kinky to piss on another boy, but somehow it was also sexy. The little boy got onto his knees over near the older boy and fondled his penis a little, trying to encourage himself to pee. After a few seconds, a drop or two came running out of his dick, and then a small stream. As soon as the first drops hit the older boy's chest, he sprung another hard-on. Reaching over to grab onto the younger boy, he hissed, "Piss on my face...in my mouth." The little boy was startled, however, he complied. Aiming his stream at the boys face, he soaked him down good, and then aimed to reach the boy's open mouth. He giggled as he watched his urine stream into the boy's open mouth. The older boy reached over and pulled him to him, wrapping his mouth around the boy's dick. The older boy sucked, as if on a baby bottle, until there was no more urine to be had. He had drank most of the little boy's piss. It was the boy's first adventure with water sports, and his last for a long time with a boy who enjoyed being pissed on, and who enjoyed drinking piss. He later learned that one of the boy's many "things," was that he only had sex with a boy once, and then he moved on to another. He never broke this rule, except in the case of really little kids, from around two to six, who he went back to time and time again, encouraging them to piss in his mouth as he sucked their little dicks. The boy disappeared around the end of the summer. The story was that he had been found in one of the yards of a neighbor, with their infant son. The baby had been laying in a crib, diapered, in the shade in the back yard. When the boy's mother came out to check on him there was the nine-year-old, dick in hand, with the baby's diaper off, sucking on his little hard-on. The infant was pissing into the kids mouth, and continued pissing into the air, when the mother screamed and the boy's mouth left his erection. The story was that the boy was sent away to a home for emotionally troubled boys, where he probably is happily drinking dozens of kid's piss every day. CHAPTER IV The little boy had never had experience with men who liked to play sexually with boys. He had heard from others that there were men around like that, and a few who came into the neighborhood looking for boys who wanted to play. They said that the men would give them money and gifts, how much money and how good the gifts, depending on what they were willing to do with them. He had overheard a few boys talking about videos that the man had taken of them sucking and fucking each other, and how they had ran the camera while he sucked and got sucked by the boys, and while he stuck his dick in their asses. The little boy wanted to see videos like that, but he knew that it was unlikely that he would. He also was curious what it would be like doing it with a man, especially having the man stick his dick up his ass. School has started, and the boy had returned to his normal routine. He had all but forgotten about the men who liked playing sexually with little boys. One recess, while out playing kick ball, he fell on his knees and bruised them. As much as he tried not to, he started crying. A teacher saw him fall, and came over to comfort him. She sent him off to see the school nurse so that his knees could be cleaned and bandaged. The boy went to the nurse's office, but no one was there. He sat in the hallway crying. A teacher who taught the older kids came wandering by, sat down next to him and asked him why he was crying. He showed his knees to the teacher. The man told him that the nurse was not in that day, but that he would fix his knees. The teacher picked him up, which the boy thought was unnecessary, and carried him to the door. Reaching with in hand into his pocket, he removed his keys and unlocked the door. The boy balanced in the man's other arm, and the boy did not fail not notice that the man's hand cupped his butt. Once inside the door, the teacher closed and locked it. The boy noticed that the teacher locked the door, but he didn't say anything. When the teacher told him to take his short pants off, the boy looked up at him wide-eyed. The teacher laughed and told him not to be shy, that he could keep his underwear on. The man told him that he wanted to make sure that up higher wasn't bruised as well. The boy was not sure "how" much up higher the teacher meant, but he was sure that he could guess. The man carried the boy, now dressed in underpants, to the desk and sat him down on the edge of it. He pulled a chair up and sat down directly in front of the boy. He took a piece of gauss and some liquid and cleaned the boy's knees. He then put some stuff which stung on them, and blew on the boy's skin when he complained that it stung. The boy could tell that the man was checking him out. He never noticed being checked out by adults before, but he was certain that the man was doing it. His suspicions were confirmed a minute later when the man, grabbing a hold of his shirt, told him that he was going to take it off so that he could make sure that his belly or chest wasn't cut. The boy assured him that they weren't, however, the man said that he wanted to see for himself. The little boy now sat before the teacher wearing only his underpants and socks and sneakers. The man ran his hands over the boy's chest and belly, and then down his back, saying "Hum, seems to be OK." He smiled at the boy, and then started to feel his legs, starting just above his bruised knees. "Gotta make sure that nothing is broken," he commented to the boy as his hands wandered further up the boy's legs. Soon the man's fingers were touching the bottom of the boy's underpants. The boy shifted a little uncomfortably. He was not sure that he liked being touched by the man like that, but he didn't dare say anything. The man looked at the boy shifting, and decided to move along before he lost the kid. Moving his hand onto the top of the front of the boy's underpants, he said "Gotta make sure that you didn't hurt yourself here either. Did you hit yourself there too?" The man had an urgent, pleading look on his face. The boy did not know why he did it, but he shook his head yes. He had fallen on his testicles. The man smiled wildly at the boy, and said "OK then, let's check them out and see if they are OK." With that he lifted the little boy up a bit, and began pulling down on his underpants. The boy felt his remaining piece of clothing being drawn from his body. He thought that the man was only going to pull them down enough to see his balls, but the man continued to pull them down and then off from him. The little boy blushed. He was now down to his sneakers and socks. He almost died when, as if reading his mind, the man said "Let's get rid of these too", and pulled his sneakers and socks off as well. The man's hands felt rough when they ran across his balls and dick, not like the soft hands of the boys with whom he had played in the past. The man caressed and then rolled the boy's balls around in his hand a few minutes, stopping to spread the boy's legs a little so that he could feel him between his legs as well. The boy looked down at the teacher's crotch, and could see that his pants were sticking out in the front. The teacher had a hard-on. He was really playing with him naked there on the desk. The little boy was excited, yet scared. He had heard all of the warnings about men who wanted to touch boys like that, and there he was being felt up by one of those men, and he was a teacher. The man told the boy to lie back on the desk so that he could check him out good. The boy did as he was told, and looked down his body to where the teacher sat. The man moved his chair closer, and the boy could see that his face was flush. Slowly the man ran his hands up the boy's legs again, and cupped his little balls, rolling them around between his fingers. He moved a little higher and took the boy's soft penis between his fingers. "Did you hurt this too?" the man asked, looking up the boy's body into his eyes. "Yep" the boy whispered hoarsely. He wasn't sure that he wanted to have the man play with him, but he wasn't sure that he wanted him to stop either. The man ran his fingers over the boy's soft flesh, kneading and gently squeezing it between his fingers. Taking the boy's balls into one hand, he wrapped his fingers around the boy's dick, and told him that he was going to see if it worked right. The little boy nodded his consent. With that the man started rubbing the boy's balls, while with the other hand he masturbated the little penis. It only took a few strokes before the boy began to grow. Each stroke brought the boy harder, until his little dick was hard as a nail between the man's fingers. He watched the man's face grow red, and noticed that he started to breathe heavy. The man was really getting off playing with his dick, that was for sure. The man stood up and told the boy that he thought that he did hurt his dick and balls. He told the boy that he was going to fix them for him, but that boy had to lay back and close his eyes and not look. The little boy nodded his head solemnly in response. The man told him that it would feel warm and wet, but that it would help him. He told him that he wouldn't tell anyone that he had hurt his penis and testicles, using the grown-up words with the boy, and the boy didn't have to tell his mom and dad so that they would not be mad at him for fooling around on the playground. The man asked the boy if it was a deal, and the boy shook his head yes. The teacher told him that he couldn't tell, because he would get in trouble. He told the boy that the nurse was out and he shouldn't be doing it, but he wanted to help him. He told the boy that he probably wouldn't want the woman checking out his private parts anyway, and the boy agreed. The man smiled at him and said "Good Boy!" He then told the boy to lay back and close his eyes and relax. For good measure the man put a towel over the boy's face, telling him that was so that none of the "medicine" would get into his eyes. No sooner than the towel was over his face, the boy felt the man's hands back on his dick and balls. Even though he had rough hands, they were beginning to feel rather good. The boy let out a loud gasp, when a few seconds later, he felt the teacher's mouth wrap around his dick. Towel or no towel, he knew when his dick was being sucked. Perhaps one of the little innocent kids would believe the story, and think that his dick was being covered with medicine, but he knew better. He laid back and smiled as the man's mouth worked away on his, very hard, penis. The man's breathing was becoming noticeably heavier, and he was making more wet slurping sounds with his mouth than kids did when they sucked cock, but otherwise the boy enjoyed his first blowjob by a man. When things started to get really good, the boy began bucking up into the man's mouth, meeting it as it came back down onto his dick. After a few more humps, the man held his mouth still, and let the boy fuck his mouth. Now man and boy groaned, and the little boy fucked himself madly into the man's sucking mouth. The boy loved the way that the man's tongue played with the underside of his dick while he was blowing him. He had to remember to do that the next time that he sucked a boy off. Just when he was getting ready to pop off, the man pulled his mouth from the boy's dick. The boy realized that he could tell that he was about to cum, and wanted to prolong it for a while more. The boy was not certain how long they had been in the nurse's office, but he was beginning to think that it might be a good idea to get going. The last thing that he needed was for someone to come through the door and see him with a towel over his face and a teacher between his legs blowing him. He changed his mind a little when he felt the teacher begin to lick and suck his balls. He didn't care who came in a few seconds later when the man started licking between his legs down under his balls. The was moving his way down to his asshole. Not waiting for the man to move him around, the boy spread his legs wide open, and shift a little so that his entire ass was available to the man. The teacher stopped for a moment, and the boy could feel his gaze as he looked up at the towel to be sure that the boy wasn't looking. Smiling to himself for his luck of finding a kid who was so hot, he returned his head to between the little boy's legs and started licking the boys buttocks. The teacher was ecstatic that he had this little naked boy before him on the desk. The man always liked really little boys like him, but it had been difficult to get close to them. When he was younger, and had just started out teaching, he was assigned to the lower grades, first to fifth. In the two years that he taught the little kids, he had managed to feel up every good looking little boy in his classes. He also was able to use the medicine trick on about a dozen or so boys, getting a chance to suck their dicks and lick their little holes while their faces were covered, the kids thinking that they were being covered with medicine. When the teacher would eventually cover them with his "medicine," shooting his load over their young bodies, he would comment to them that it was a good idea that he covered their faces, as some of it had just spilled. In the entire two years, not one of the kids complained, or told anybody about their special treatments. A few boys were brave enough to lift the towel from their face when the man wasn't looking, and watched as the man sucked their dicks or played his tongue at their holes. With these kids he convinced how fun the games they played were, and soon they would show up whenever he wanted them to for the fun suck games. A few of the more brazen kids sucked the teacher's dick as well, or jacked him off, giggling as his semen spurted out, covering their naked bodies. When the man thought that he had found the "right" kid, he would tell him that he had to take their temperature, and then put something in their backsides to see if everything was OK in there. Placing them onto their stomachs on a desk or on a couch, he would once again cover their heads with a towel, and then rim their little backsides until their tiny puckers were winking at him. Grabbing a hold of a tube of KY, he would lube their openings, and wiggle his finger into their butts to loosen then up more, and to spread the lubricant inside of them. This was, as he told them, the temperature taking. Once the teacher was sure that their little backsides were ready to accept his cock, he would spread some of the jelly over his erection, and slowly slide it into the boy's bottom. All the while he would talk to the boy softly, comforting him and telling him that it was almost there, and the likes. He was surprised at how many boys would lie their passively, and bravely as he slid his penis inside of them. The teacher would take his time sliding his erection into his young student's bottoms. The greatest pleasure for him was feeling his penis slide its way into the little virginal butts. He never pushed any further than a child could accept, and if the child started to complain or cry, he would stop at once. Out of the ten or so boys that progressed to the stage of having their bottoms spread before him, only one cried while being penetrated. The teacher pulled back out of the boy until only the head of his dick was still inside, and masturbated. He pulled out of the boy's butt and came over the boy's butt. The boy was later praised for being so brave, and he left the office with a huge smile on his face, and his chest held out proudly. Two of the boys allowed him to get halfway into their tight little passages before they cried out. These boys relaxed when the man pulled out, and fucked them slowly, only going in as far as they could handle. With each of these two boys, the man pulled out of their bodies before cumming, and shot his load across their ass cheeks. Two more smiling faces left his office. Seven of the remaining boys were able to take the man's entire penis into their bottoms without difficulty. Four of them were able to lay still while the man moved in and out of them, fucking them in their tight little bottoms. With these four, the teacher lost composure and came deep inside of them, breaking his own rule about cumming in their asses. The few boys who "figured out" what was going on and let the teacher know that they knew, became regular sex partners for the man, each of them allowing him to fill their little orifices with his cum whenever he wanted. His third year led to a "promotion," and he got moved to the upper classes. He now had sixth and seventh grade boys, and he did not think that they would be so easily tricked with the medicine game. He had managed to fool one or two of the least mature of them, and was able to suck their growing dicks. He also managed to fuck three of them, one returning several more times complaining that he was still having problems with his bottom. The man soon learned that the boy's "problem" was that he liked being dicked, even though he really didn't know that it was the teacher's erection which was giving him so much pleasure. A few of the seventh grade boys he managed to seduce for grades, and one really cute one with outright bribes of money. They were good kids, however, their dicks were beginning to grow fast, they all had some amount of pubic hair, and each of them would shoot their little loads of by juice into his mouth when he sucked them. Not that he didn't find the boys attractive and fun to have sex with. He loved it when they used their horny mouths to bring him off, or offered them their thighs or asses to fuck. His problem was that he preferred little boys. Boys on the verge of puberty, were just like men to him. The boy left the nurse's office a half hour later with his bottom filled with the teacher's cum. The man had found the boy's asshole extremely fuckable, and after blowing his first load fairly quickly in the little boy's ass, he stayed inside and rode him again for a rather nice fuck. By the time that he finished fucking the little boy, the towel had fallen off his face, and the teacher looked as the boy laid their with his eyes closed, and a big smile on his face. After cleaning the boy up, and sucking his dick, this time in the opening with no false pretenses, the teacher swore the little boy to secrecy. The little boy agreed, and then promised to meet the teacher again, one day after school so that he could go home with him and really fool around good. The little boy walked back to his classroom his bottom warm, feeling the man's cum squishing around inside of him. He thought about that man's offer to go to his house with him. He wondered if he would do that. More so, he wondered if the man had videos of boys sucking and fucking each other. CHAPTER V Donald came out of his day dream, hearing the sounds of the two boys shrieking as they poured water over the other. Donald looked over to the pool and saw Jason standing up, and Mark pouring a pail of water down the back of the smaller boy's bathing suit. Donald smiled when he saw that the front of Jason's Speedo's was bulging outward. Wearing a suit like that, a hard-on could not be missed. The boy smiled even wider when he saw that Mark's suit was as equally tented, if not more so, thought the older boy. Licking his lips in anticipation of seeing the kids naked, he told them that it was time to go inside. The boys protested a little, until Donald told them that they could continue playing in the bathtub. "Together?" both boys asked at the same time. Donald shook his head yes, and smiled. The boys cheered and happily got out of the pool. Once they got inside of the door, Donald stopped them. He wanted to see them both hard as they still were, however, if he waited until they got to the bathroom, they would probably lose their hard-ons. Little boys were like that. He didn't want to take a chance that they would not get hard again, so he told them to stop. "You're suits are all wet, and they will drip all over the place. Come here and I will take them off and you can go up to the bathroom." Neither boy complained. Jason stepped over to the older boy first, and Donald pulled out the front of his Speedo suit to find the strings. He pulled it out enough so that he could see the erect little cock sticking almost straight up from the little body. Hoping that Jason's hard-on would encourage the other boy's dick to stay hard, he quickly pulled off the six-year-old's suit. When he turned to eight-year-old Mark, he was happy to see that his "tent" was still in place. The older boy laughed and pointed at the other boy's hard penis. Jason grinned back and tugged on his dick a few times. When Donald pulled out the front of Mark's suit, he was pleased to see that the boy was quite well hung for his age. The boy's dick was about as round as a man's pointing finger, and about three inches or so long. What pleased Donald even more was the fact that the little boy was not circumcised. Donald had learned about circumcision in school, and had seen actual pictures of little kids with their foreskins still attached. Mark, however, was the first real boy that he had ever seen with one. He was looking forward to helping the kids bathe. Donald took in the sight of the two naked little boys, both with boners, both tugging at them unconsciously. When he told them last one to the bathroom was a rotten egg, the boys took off screaming and running. Donald stayed close behind them, his dick straining at his shorts watching their little butts wiggle up the stairs. As their short legs would reach for the next stair, their butt cheeks would part, giving the older boy a clear view of their little holes. The funny feeling inside Donald started all over again, and grew even stronger watching the boy's assholes climb the stairs. The difference was, now he understood what the feelings were. He wanted to do sex things with the two little boys. He knew that his dick jumped and ached when he saw their little tails, because he wanted to sink his dick into them. Donald did not feel too good about the thoughts that he was having, nor about the fact that he wanted to do things to those kids. They were only babies, he thought to himself as he watched them bounce up the stairs. Shrugging of the feelings of guilt, he decided that he would have fun first, and then worry about it later. Another young dick had spoken up and over-rode the conscious of its owner. CHAPTER VI The Miller's bathroom came complete with a tub which could be used as a shower. Thinking that more fun could be had in the bathtub, Donald started running the water into the tub. Jason saw him do this, and told him that he usually took showers. Donald was ready for that situation, and told him that a bath would be better, because he could continue to play in it with his friend like it was a swimming pool. Donald promised the boys that after he washed them, they could stay in and play for a while. The boys cheered their agreement. Donald was happy to note that they did not protest when he told them that he was going to wash them. He felt his erection throb in anticipation. Both of the boy's dicks had faded back to their original state at that point. Even soft, Mark's penis hung down much lower than his friend's. Donald licked his lips once again, as he stared at the long floppy foreskin which extended about an inch longer than the tip of the boy's penis. He could not wait to get his hands on that dick. After what seemed like forever, the water had finally reached the level which would support two boys for a bath. Donald lifted each of them, one at a time, way up into the air, before setting them down into the tub. Both boys squealed with pleasure at the game, beaming up at the nice older boy. After letting them horse around for a few minutes, Donald proclaimed that it was wash time. The boys booed him, but complied when he told Mark to scoot down to the end of the tub, and Jason to stand up. Donald looked down at the tiny six-year- old naked body and shuddered. Taking the soap in one hand, he wet it and then began rubbing it over the tiny body. After a lather was produced, he dropped the soap and began rubbing his hands all over the child. The boy giggled, ticklish with some of the places that the older boy washed him, but that was nothing new for little boys, who are ticklish all over their bodies. Holding his breath, hoping that the boy would not protest, Donald ran his hand down over the boy's groin, holding him close to him with the other hand which was firmly wrapped around his buttocks. The boy did not complain, even when Donald's fingers prodded, lifted, and gently squeezed the boy's miniature dick. Reaching back for the soap, Donald re-soaped the boy's groin and set his hands back to work. This time he "washed" the boy's testicles, letting his hands wander down between the little legs in the process. The boy's giggling continued, which was a good sign. Mark was becoming impatient with all the attention that the other boy was getting, and complained. "Hey, wash me too!" Donald told him to wait his turn and that he would be washed real good too. The boy smiled and sat back, watching the big boy washing his friend. Donald's probing hand was having the effect on the six-year-old that he hoped it would have. A combination of wetness, soap, and good finger action brought the little boy erect. Donald giggled to himself as he felt the little boy's penis stretch out to its maximum length. Telling the little boy to turn around, he lathered the boy's buttocks, ran the bar of soap between them, and then began running his soapy hand over the boy's smooth butt. With his other hand, Donald reached around the boy, and grasped his little erection. He was happy to see that it had not lost any of its stiffness. Beginning to move his soapy hand up and down the little boy's erection, Donald looked over to see that the boy's friend's reaction was. The boy was positioned so that he could see both sides of his friend. He could see Donald's hand washing his friend's buttocks, while the other was stroking his dick. Little Mark was sitting their wide-eyed, with his mouth hung open a little, staring hard at the hand that was moving up and down on his friend's boner. Donald smiled widely at Mark, when he looked down at the boy's crotch, covered with water, and saw his erection beginning to surface. Donald felt the boy's body begin to tense up, and he increased the stroking of the boy's dick. He felt the boy's little legs begin to give away out from under him, and so he supported him with the hand on his buttocks. The way that the boy was positioned in his hand, gave Donald the opportunity to let a finger wander between Jason's buttocks. He noticed that the boy was still slippery between his cheeks, which was good for what he had planned. Slowing his masturbation down to almost a stand still, he let his fingers wander to the little boy's balls, which he began caressing. He worked the finger of his other hand deep between the boy's buttocks, until it located the tiny opening. Moving his fingers back to wrap around Jason's erection, he started jacking him off again. The finger probing between the boy's buttocks found its mark, and he began to inch it forward up against the boy's extremely tight orifice. The firmer that Donald pushed his finger against the boy's hole, the faster he masturbated the boy. Jason's head fell back, and his eyes closed, as the older boy's finger found its way past the tight little muscle, and began traveling up his deep passage. The little boy was getting conflicting messages from his body. The feeling in his dick was sending pleasurable messages to his brain, while the feeling from the finger in his ass was sending out intruder/pain messages. The brain was receiving both, however, questioning the pain from his anus. Although he was being stretched from the finger in his butt, it had moved deep enough so that it was rubbing up against something nice deep inside of him. Jason's anal muscle was being stretched and fighting back against the intruder, however, his prostrate was telling the brain that all was well, and that it felt really good. The pleasure/pain center of the boy's brain was short circuited from these conflicting messages, which released a claming, erotic-feeling drug throughout his tiny body. As Donald's finger began to move in and out of the boy's anus, and his fingers flew over the boy's painfully hard erection, Jason gasped and tightened his little body. His feet curled up, and his balls pulled up even closer to his body, retreating back up inside of him for safety from the unknown onslaught. Little Jason came, as powerful as Donald could ever remember himself cumming. The little penis arched up tighter against his body and began throbbing wildly. Donald could not count the number of throbs it made, they came so fast and so intense, not giving the boy a chance to rest in between. At the same time that the little boy came, his anus tightened up around the older boy's finger so much, that Donald thought that he would lose his circulation before he could get it back out. The older boy's dick throbbed, thinking what it would feel like if it were his penis inside of the boy, and not his finger. Donald lowered the spent little boy down into the tub, and made sure that he was resting up against the end with his head out of the water. The boy looked sapped of all of his strength, and probably wasn't able to hold his head up if it dropped below the water line. Gently the older boy ran his hands over the tiny boy's chest, stomach, and genitals. He could feel the tiny chest heaving, and inside that tiny chest, an even tiny heart beating away madly. Turning towards eight-year-old Mark with a wide smile on his face, he said "Come on. Stand up. It's your turn." Mark looked at his friend, who was just beginning to recover at the other end of the tub, and then up at the older boy and gulped. Donald wanted to laugh, but he held it in. "What's the matter, don't ya wanna get washed?" he chided the little boy. Turning to Jason, the boy said, "Jason liked getting washed, didn't you?" Before the little boy could respond, Donald reached for him and began tickling him. Little boys are famous for their recovery rate from almost anything, and within seconds he was laughing and screaming, squirming around the tub telling his friend how much he liked getting washed, asking the older boy to stop tickling him. Mark relaxed a little seeing his friend happy and laughing, and stood up, a little tentatively, moving over towards Donald. The older boy smiled as he watched the eight-year-olds dick grow hard. Mark knew that the "washing" that he had given his friend had felt good, even if it was a little scary. His little body was growing excited in anticipation of the older boy doing those things to him. Donald started with Mark the same way that he had done with his friend. He soaped the boy from head to foot, carefully avoiding the stiff penis that almost ran upward along the boy's stomach. Once the eight-year-old was soapy, Donald began to rub him, chest down, working the lather into his skin. Mark shuddered with the good feelings that he was having with the older boy rubbing his hands over his body. His dick jumped once or twice, something which Donald noticed. He realized that the older boy was ready to be "really" washed. Re-soaping the boy's genital area, Donald began to rub his hand around the boy's private parts. Mark shuddered, and spread his legs so that the older boy could rub him better. He thought to himself that it had been silly to be scared. The older boy's washing him felt good. After some initial caressing of both hard-on and testicles, Donald settled down on the boy's erection, moving his hand up and down its length. Donald was happy to find that, unlike Jason's penis, he could get his fist around the older boy's erection. It fit nicely into his hand, and so he knew that he would be able to jack the little eight-year-old off better than anything that he could do for himself. The older boy also noticed that the foreskin on Mark's penis moved back and forth fairly easy once it was all soapy and wet. He smiled as he saw the pink little head poking in and out of its protective covering. Donald managed to retract the foreskin completely from the head of the boy's penis, and while it was pulled back, he ran his soapy fingers over the sensitive head and upper shaft. Mark shuddered under the boy's grasp, and his body tremored. He had not felt like that before, even when he would rub his hard little dick up against his mattress or his teddy bear. While still playing with the boy's erection, tickling his foreskin and ball sack in the process, Donald's other hand reached for the soap and rubbed it around the boy's buttocks. At first Mark tightened his butt cheeks, which made it impossible for Donald to rub the bar of soap against his crack. When he squeezed the boy's erection a bit, Mark loosened himself, and allowed the boy to soap his crack. Donald returned to masturbating the boy, while his free hand savored the feel of soft, soapy boy butt. Running his finger along the eight-year-olds crack, Donald shuddered. It felt even softer between the boy's cheeks than it had on Jason. When the boy pushed his fingertip up against the boy's opening, he found it winking already, waiting for the finger to go inside of him. Donald sighed as he felt his finger slide inside of the boy. There was no resistance whatsoever. The anal ring loosened and allowed the intruder free access to the boy's butt. Donald would learn in his later years that often times little boy anuses are more pliable and easier to penetrate than those of older boys, however, at that time he wondered if the kid had not already had something bigger than a finger up his butt. Not only did Donald's finger find easy entry into the child's rectum, he found that he was able to slide it in and out with no difficulty. Within seconds of penetration, he was finger fucking the little boy, whose only response was a few horny grunts and a smile on his face. The little eight-year-old accepted a second finger into his anus like he had had one there many times during his young life. While being finger fucked on one end, and jacked off on the other, the boy laid his head on his shoulder, closed his eyes, and sighed, a big smile spreading across his little face. Looking down into the little boy's happy face, Donald knew that when the time came, it would be this boy into which he would eventually slide his erection. CHAPTER VII Donald looked down at the two boys soaking in the tub. Both had tired but happy faces, as their little hands roamed around their genitals, prodding and poking. Mark had proved to have as bumpy a climax as Jason, although he was the more audio of the two when cumming. The boy thrust his penis hard against the older boy's hand, and then cried out loudly, moaning, groaning, and grinding his hips against the boy's hand. Mark's six-year-old friend smiled, knowing what his friend was going through. As Mark slid back down into the water, the two boy's eyes met and they smiled. They shared a delightful secret. Donald was sure now that they had a sampling of what orgasm could be like, that they were ripe for fooling around in a more active manner. He knew that he had to set it up so that he would be sure that they wouldn't say anything afterwards. He had little time, and a lot yet to do, and so not giving the boys much time to rest, he put plan B into action. Plan B consisted, in his mind, of getting the two kids together and horny and seeing what happened. He told both boys to stand up. They did so eagerly and promptly, each wondering what new the older boy had in mind for them. Moving the two boys together, he soaped first one, and then the other of their bodies. Once he had their fronts totally soaped, he told them that play wrestling was fun when they were all soapy like that. He asked them if they would like to try it. Both boys said that they did. Donald cautioned the boys that their wrestling game, as well as his washing them real good like that had to be their secret, and that they couldn't tell anyone about it. The boys swore their oaths, promising not to tell anything. Step one was completed. Draining most, but not all, of the water from the tub, leaving enough for two little bodies to slide around in, Donald told both boys to get onto their hands and knees. Once they were positioned, he told them that they could begin to wrestle. Donald stayed close and ready, in case one of the little boys slipped. He did not want either of them hitting their heads on the hard tub. The boys started out rather weakly, neither making real body contact. Donald realized that he had to do something to change all of that. Telling Mark to lie on his back in the tub, he told Jason to lie on top of his older friend. Donald helped the boys into place so that they did not hurt each other. Once the boy's bodies were together, Donald told Jason to start wiggling on top of Mark. He told Mark that he should also wiggle against Jason. The boys began wiggling, and also giggling. Donald could see their little bodies flush with excitement. He also noticed that now, when they boys moved against each other, they lifted upwards slightly first. This could only mean one thing. They were moving their hard-ons around on each other's bodies. Wanting to check it out for himself, Donald told Mark to roll over onto his side for a moment. Sure enough, both boys were hard as rocks. So much for part two of his plan. Donald grabbed the bar of soggy soap, and re-soaped each of the youngster's bodies. Having a idea while he was doing so, he asked the boys if they wanted to wash each other. Both boys said yes. Donald reminded them that it had to be their secret, and they agreed. Mark went first. Donald soaped up his hands, and told him to wash his friend's front. After a few quick rubs over the boy's chest and belly, the older boy's hands immediately went to his friend's genitals, and began rubbing them. Jason giggled and pushed his genitals into his older friend's hands. Donald wrapped Mark's little hand around Jason's erection, and told him to wash it up and down real good. Mark complied quickly, and within a few seconds was masturbating his little friend at a pretty good pace. Having Mark settled in, Donald soaped Jason's hands and told him to reach over and start soaping the older boy. Jason did not waste any time with the "unimportant" parts, he went right for the other boy's dick. He wrapped his little hand around his friend's dick and starting tugging at it. His other little hand cupped the boy's balls and he began caressing them softly in his soap filled grip. Donald was happy with the results. He had both boys naked, hard, and playing with themselves. It was time for him to step out of the room and see what happened between the boys. If either of them had any experience or creativity, they would soon find new games to play with each other. Donald wanted to be waiting outside of the door ready for this to happen. Luckly his excuse came. The telephone rang. It was Jason's mother. Only a devine intervention could have explained the conversation which followed. Mrs. Miller told the boy that she would be delayed for a few hours. She asked if the boys were all right, and he told her that they were, that they were just finishing up their bath. Donald told the concerned mother that he had pulled the stopper out of the tub, and brought it down with him when he heard the phone ring. The boy's mother told him that he was clever, and a good baby-sitter. She told him that she would probably be talking to him about a regular baby-sitting job when she got home. She told the boy that her car had broke down, and that she was at a garage where they were fixing it at that minute. She said that the mechanic told her that it would be about two hours. Since she needed the car that night, she decided to wait there for it to be completed. She asked the boy if it were OK with him to stay and wait. She told him that if he didn't want to, she would take a cab and be home in about fifteen minutes. Donald told get not to worry that he would stay. He said that the kids were being good, and that he didn't have to be home for three or four hours yet, so there was no problem. Mrs. Miller thanked him once again and then said goodbye. Donald hung up the phone, and hurried back upstairs. He didn't want to miss anything that they boys might do, because it was crutial for his next step of the plan. When he got to the door the two boys were pressed together, grinding their crotches into each other. Donald could see Jason's other hand caressing Mark's buttocks, his finger poking in between the other boy's cheeks. He saw that Mark's hand was around Jason's buttocks as well, and from the way that it moved, he also had his finger up the other boy's butt. Donald walked in the door and smiled at the two boys. He told them that he would be baby-sitting for them for a few more hours. Both boys cheered the news, which made Donald feel good. He told the boys to stand up, and he turned the shower on to rinse them and the tub. Once the boy grime and soap film was gone, he put the stopped back in the tub and refilled it with a few inches of water. He told the boys that they could play together longer, and that they could wash each other with plain water if they wanted. The look on the two boys faces told it all. They wanted to. Donald had a few more suggestions to plant in the boy's minds before he left them alone again. First he lowered his head a little, and kissed Mark on his penis, telling him how good of a boy he was. The eight-year-old giggled, but did not move away from the older boy's lips. He lowered his head once more to kiss the boy's cock, however, this time he let his tongue slip out, and he made a fast swipe of the little dick. Mark's boner reappeared almost at once. Turning to Jason, Donald lowered his head. Jason giggled, and spread his legs open awaiting the kiss on his dick. He gave the little erection a quick smooch, also telling him that he was a good boy. Lowering his head back down to Jason's lap, he turned slightly so that Mark could not see. Instead of licking Jason's dick, as Mark thought he was doing, Donald opened his mouth and took the boy's hard-on inside. He quickly ran it around in his mouth, and sucked it up and down a few times, before he released it from his mouth. Looking up at Jason, he saw the boy staring at him with open mouth. Donald smiled at the little boy and winked at him. Donald decided to plant his last suggestion. He told the boys that if they wanted to play wrestle with each other again, one good way to do it was for one of the boys to lie on his stomach, and for the other boy to lie on top of him. He told the boys that it was real fun to do it that way, and that if their boners got in the way, they could put it between the other boy's butt cheeks. He told them that they should take turns so that both boys were on the bottom a little. Even before Donald could issue his caution, Mark piped up that they would keep it their secret. Stepping out of the room he told the boys that he would be back in a while. Donald kept the door cracked enough so that he could watch the boys, without them knowing that he was there. A minute or so after he left, they boys were feeling each others hard-ons. Mark then told Jason to stand up, and he leaned forward and kissed his friend's penis. Donald smiled to himself, the boys had took the suggestion. Leaning forward, Mark planted a few more kisses on the three- year-olds dick, and then sticking his tongue out he licked it across the boy's dick. Both boys giggled as Mark continued to lick his friend's penis. On his own, Mark let his tongue run lower, and he licked his friend's balls as well. Jason finally said "My turn," and Mark stood up in the tub. After a kiss and a half, Jason opened his mouth and sucked the head of Mark's penis into his mouth. Mark gasped as he watched his friend suck his cock. It felt better to him than when Donald had licked his hard-on. Jason continued sucking his friend's erection, taking on his own to take more of it into his mouth. He liked the way his friend's penis tasted, and was reluctant to let it go when Mark announced that it was his turn. Mark took Jason's smaller erection into his mouth, not stopping until his lips reached the six-year-olds bald pubes. Mark began bobbing his head up and down like Jason had done to him. He also reluctantly stopped sucking his friend when Jason told him that it was his turn. Donald was not sure whose idea it had been, but he didn't suggest it to them. He had forgotten about that part of it. The two boys whispered together for a moment or so, and then climbed out of the tub. Donald got ready to get away from the door if the boys were planning to come out. They stopped on the bath rug, however, laid down side by side. Looking the situation over, they realized that it was all wrong. Eventually the boys worked it out, and they found the sixty-nine position. From the happy look on their faces, you would have thought that they invented it. Both boys sighed happily as they sucked the other's dick into their mouths. The sight was beautiful, a three and eight-year-old laying naked on the bathroom floor, sixty- nining each other like crazy. Donald smiled, and began taking his clothes off. It was his cue to enter, and "catch" the boys sucking each other's dicks. He would turn that discovery, if he were lucky, into two hours of pleasure with the two boys on the eight-year-olds own bed. END CHAPTER 7 --------------------------------------- The previous story was presented by Fan Cha Phaw. We can be reached email@example.com. Please remember that all comments, questions, and repost requests belong on alt.sex.stories.d, and not on the story thread.