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Drew - 1: Lawn Mowing
by Principal Peter (address withheld)
***
Twelve year old Drew needs money in a hurry. Dave uses
the submissive boy's dilemma to his own advantage. (Mb,
extreme-ped, d/s, reluc, mast, anal)
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PART 1: Lawn Mowing
Dave Carter sat drinking his morning coffee. It was mid-
morning, Saturday, and he was putting off the yard work
as long as possible. He had until 5:00, when his wife
Jackie would be back from a shopping excursion with her
best friend, Emma. The thirty three year old man was
finally relaxing after a really tense week spent waiting
for the other shoe to drop. He had been dreading the
knock on the door or the appearance at his office that
said he had been turned in for letting that little girl
suck him off in his car the week before. At least he
hadn't given her his real first name. "Bill" may not
have been the most imaginative fake name, but at least
it wasn't his! He inhaled deeply and let out a slow,
satisfied sigh.
He had never really seen little kids as sexual beings
before, but that little thing was something else. He had
been captivated by her glowing beauty and innocent
sexuality. He looked at young people in a whole new
light now. Not that he expected to become an active
pedophile (his wife was young and smoking hot!), but he
found himself staring at the buns and legs of little
girls a lot now. To his surprise, he had even started
appreciating the firm asses and thighs of teen and
preteen boy. His reverie was broken by the doorbell.
Dave opened the door to find a young teenage boy
standing there. Talk about coincidences, he thought. He
appraised his visitor with his new sense of appreciation
for youngsters. This boy looked to be about 12, about
five feet tall, thin but toned. He wore short running
shorts and his thighs and shins were well muscled. A
loose tank top exposed his bare shoulders and arms, and
the large arm holes displayed the sides of his chest and
ribs. His skin was lightly tanned and hairless, smooth
and without blemish. He had large dark brown eyes that
looked almost black in the sunlight, and long dark
eyelashes under an unruly mop of wavy chestnut hair. His
face was more beautiful then handsome, at that point
between childhood and adulthood where he still looked
more feminine than masculine. Dave was instantly
infatuated.
"Um, hi." Said the boy, obviously nervous. He glanced at
Dave's face, then away at the door, then down at his
shoes, then back up at Dave. His nervousness made him
seem vulnerable, which Dave really liked. His cock began
to swell as the sexy boy fidgeted.
"Hello there." Dave replied, encouragingly. He didn't
care what the boy wanted, but Dave wanted him to stay,
to keep talking.
"Um, I was wondering, um, if maybe..." his voice trailed
off as his eyes continued to dart around. It looked to
Dave like the boy's gaze kept returning to the lump
swelling in the man's pants, but he may have been
flattering himself.
"Yes?" the man tried to draw the boy out.
The youngster drew a breath and pushed out the words in
a rush. "Wondering if you would like me to mow your lawn
for you." He looked relieved when he had finished, and
stood dejectedly, as if waiting for a refusal.
"Well, how much would it cost?" Dave asked. The boy
looked up with excited eyes and a pleased expression.
Then he smiled, and Dave almost came in his pants. Holy
shit, what a gorgeous smile! he thought. I have got to
get me some of that. Somehow.
"Um, well, I've never got this far. You're the last
house on the street, and everyone else either isn't home
or isn't interested." The boy's nervousness was receding
now that he had gotten a positive response, and the more
he spoke the faster Dave found himself falling for the
attractive youth. His eyes wandered over the firm young
body as the boy spoke.
"I was thinking ten dollars?" he finished.
"What's your name, son?" Dave asked.
"Drew," the boy replied.
"Well, Drew, are you going into business for yourself?"
"No, I mean, not really. I really need money right away,
so I thought I could raise it this way."
"How much do you need all together?" Dave asked.
The boy hung his head again, and Dave's dick twitched at
the submissive pose. "A hundred and fifty dollars." Drew
muttered.
"Wow," Dave said. "That's a lot of money to raise mowing
lawns. What do you need that much money for?"
"I broke a window at my house, and my step-father says I
need to pay for it."
"Right away?" Dave asked, intrigued.
"I have to have it tomorrow, or..." his voice trembled
and trailed off.
"He'll beat you?" Dave supplied.
The boy nodded, clearly afraid.
"Does he do that a lot?" Dave asked. The boy didn't
answer, but his lack of denial was in itself an
admission. Dave's mind was whirling, and his hard cock
was throbbing. I wonder what else he does to you, he
thought. He tore himself back to the present situation,
trying to see a way to turn it to his advantage and get
this boy's ass in his bed.
"Well," he began, "I do need some yard work. Why don't
we see how much you can get done by noon. I have
somewhere to go then, but you should be able to earn
more than ten dollars." A grateful look lit up the boy's
beautiful young face, and took Dave's breath away. Dave
had nowhere to go at noon, but he only had until five
before his wife came home, and he wanted as much time
with the boy as he could arrange. He took the boy out to
the shed and showed him how to start the lawn mower,
standing as close to him as possible, feeling a tingle
on his skin whenever he got near. He noticed that the
boy didn't seem nervous by Dave's nearness, and didn't
move away if Dave's hand or body brushed against his,
though he still seemed nervous and submissive. He didn't
talk much, and almost never looked Dave in the eye.
By the time Dave returned to the living room to watch
the boy through the picture window, his dick was hard as
a rock. He pulled a chair up to the window, which was
opaque from the outside in the morning sun, and took
pictures while watching the boy's firm young body. He
moaned softly when Drew peeled his tank top off and
dropped it on the ground. He watched the sun glint off
the sweat on his back, chest and shoulders.
At noon, when the lawn had been mowed and edged, the
hedges trimmed and the grass raked, the twelve year-old
stood on the front porch, breathing hard and sweating,
his expression anxious in nervous anticipation. He was
so eager to please. His nipples had hardened in the cool
shade of the covered porch, and Dave had to tear his
gaze from the boy's nearly naked body to look him in the
eyes.
"Well, you worked hard for the past two hours, and at
twenty dollars an hour, that's a total of forty bucks."
He handed the boy two crisp twenty dollar bills. They
both knew that this was more than a fare payment, but
they also knew that it fell far short of what the boy
needed. Just as Dave had planned.
Dave could see tears welling in the boy's beautiful
brown eyes as he looked at the money. He was torn
between gratitude and despair. It was more than he could
have hoped for, but...
"Not enough, is it?" Dave completed the child's thought
out loud.
All Drew could do was to shake his head as tears spilled
from his eyes over his smooth cheeks. "Come on," Dave
put his arm around the boy's bare shoulders and ushered
him into the cool house. The boy went docilely. The
thirty three year old man watched as the boy's nipples
crinkled up and goose bumps rose on his smooth skin as
the sweat cooled on his hairless body. Dave led him to
the couch and sat next to him, waiting for the sniffling
to stop.
When the boy had calmed down, he said, "You know, there
are other ways to make money quickly. You only need like
a hundred dollars or so. It isn't that hard."
"What other ways?" the boy asked, interested but
obviously suspicious. As he should be, Dave said to
himself.
"Have you ever thought of being a model?"
This took the boy by surprise. Whatever he had had in
mind for the older man to say, this was obviously not
it. "A model?" he replied.
"Yes. You're a very photogenic young man," Dave
explained. "I've taken some test-shots as you worked,
and I have to say they look great."
"You're a photographer?" the boy asked, now getting
interested. He seemed to have accepted the idea of Dave
taking pictures of him without consent as no big deal.
Kids are so used to having pictures take in public these
days, and this kid is so submissive, I don't think he'd
say anything anyway, Dave thought. Good for me!
"Not full time, but I sell pictures occasionally to
different publications, and on the internet." This was a
total lie, but he did hope to take pictures of this boy,
and he might be able to sell them, especially on the
internet.
"What kind of pictures?" the twelve year-old asked.
"Fashion, glamour, different poses..." Dave answered
vaguely.
"Well how much does it pay?" Drew asked.
"That depends on the pictures. The posing fee is $20,
just to get you there. The total depends on how many
usable pictures are taken and the particular poses and
stuff." He was making this up on the fly, and hoped he
sounded professional enough to fool a twelve year old.
Apparently he was. "I don't know..." the boy said.
"Hey, that's okay. You can just go home to your step-dad
and explain how you couldn't raise the money for the
window. I'm sure he'll understand." Dave replied. He
wanted the boy under his control, and threatening him
with his own step-father seemed the logical way to get
him there.
The look of despair on the preteen's pretty face made
Dave's cock twitch. He put his right hand on the boy's
knee and his left arm around his bare shoulders in a
reassuring gesture. The boy leaned into the older man
and lay against Dave's chest in defeat. Dave thought his
heart would burst through his ribs, it was beating so
hard.
When the boy straightened up, Dave stood and offered his
hand. Drew took it, and Dave helped him to his feet. The
feeling of the boy's soft warm hand sent electric jolts
up his arm. Without saying a word, the agreement had
been reached. The boy had surrendered his independence
to this stranger, hoping that the devil he didn't know
was better than the one he did.
"I use the spare bedroom for my studio," he lied,
leading the boy down the first floor hallway, still
holding his hand. He noticed with satisfaction that the
boy didn't try to pull away, still acting the docile
pet. "I thought we could take a few test shots in the
natural light with you on the bed," he told Drew, still
holding hands.
"Okay," the boy replied, resigned, and he climbed up on
the bed. Dave was surprised at the level of naivete and
trust the boy displayed, but was certainly willing to
take advantage of it. He took his camera, which he had
grabbed off the table on the way to the guestroom, and
pointed it at the boy, who sat in the middle of the bed
with his feet in front of him and his knees up. He
snapped some pictures, telling the boy what poses he
wanted: his knees drawn against his chest with his arms
wrapped around his legs; laying on his side; lying on
his back; leaning against the wall with his legs in
front of him; kneeling; looking back over his shoulder;
on his hands and knees facing the camera with a big fake
smile.
Then Dave took the plunge. "Okay, good. Those are great.
But what people are really going to want to see are
nudes."
"Nudes?" the boy asked, confused.
"Right. So why don't you take off the shorts and
underwear and we'll get some more shots."
Drew looked around nervously, as if anyone might be
looking. "I don't know..." he began.
"Well that's okay," Dave told him. "I'll give you the
$20 for the sitting fee, and you can go along home." He
reached into his pocket for money. He let the unspoken
threat of the step-father hang in the air between them.
"Wait!" the boy stopped him. "How much will I get if I,
you know."
"If you get naked?" Dave helped. "Well let's just say
that if you agree to everything I say for the rest of
the afternoon, I'll send you home with $150.00. If not,
you can take the twenty and see if you can make up the
difference somewhere else." This way, Dave reasoned, he
would eliminate the bargaining, and things would go more
smoothly. All or nothing, take it or leave it.
Drew sat on the edge of the bed with his hands between
his knees, looking vulnerable and sexy as hell,
thinking. Dave put an encouraging hand on his shoulder,
gently stroking his shoulder blades and bare back.
He felt the boy's back arch as he took a deep breath;
then let it out. "Okay," the boy said. The ultimate
submission. Dave thought he might pass out from
excitement. He stepped back as the boy stood up. Having
made up his mind, he didn't hesitate, slipping his
shorts and underwear off in one push, stepping out of
them to stand naked next to the fully dressed Dave. The
boy put his hand on Dave's arm to steady himself as he
pulled off his shoes, then turned to look at Dave as if
to say, Now what? The boy was about two feet away,
nervous, scared and vulnerable in his nudity. The horny
pedophile could have grabbed him right then and crushed
the twelve year-old's naked body to his chest. He wanted
to, but resisted. He had other plans, and limited time.
"Right then." Dave said, trying to sound business-like.
"Have a seat back on the bed." He started posing the
boy, but now in the sexiest positions he could think of.
Drew posed sitting on his ass with his knees bent and
his legs spread open to display his young cock and
balls. Dave took a lot of close-up pictures of the boy's
sex organs, noting their relative size and development.
Though not large by any means, the underage boy's penis
was at last three inches long when soft, which was
encouraging. His little ball sac was cinched tight
between his legs, and looked like a large, wrinkled
white walnut beneath the boy's hairless cock. Drew found
himself kneeling with his crotch thrust forward, and on
his hands and knees while Dave directed him and took
lots of pictures of his anus and hairless scrotum where
it hung between his thighs. Whatever the man asked the
boy to do, the child obeyed. He was clearly humiliated
and scared, but the threat of sending him home to the
abusive step-father held the boy captive to Dave's
perverted demands.
Getting an idea, Dave asked, "Do you jerk off, Drew?"
"What?" the boy asked.
"Do you jerk off? You know, play with yourself." He
pointed at the boy's cock, and Drew looked down
unselfconsciously, spreading his legs. Dave quickly
snapped a few pictures.
"Oh, yeah, I guess." The embarrassed boy replied.
"Show me." Dave directed.
At first the young kid just looked at the man, then he
slowly brought his hand around to pinch and stroke the
soft meat of his immature dick, and soon it sprang to
life with the quickness of youth. Dave didn't know if
maybe the humiliation was turning the kid on or what,
but he sure brought his young dick to attention quickly.
When directed, the boy took the lotion Dave offered as
lubricant, leaned back on the headboard against a pile
of pillows with his legs splayed out in front of him,
and began to masturbate in earnest. Dave took hundreds
of pictures of the boy, from full body shots to close-
ups of his face, chest, belly, thighs, feet and
especially, his hard cock and bouncing balls. Drew
wanted to close his eyes or look away, but Dave told him
repeatedly to look into the camera and smile. The boy's
total humiliation caused a deep flush to spread across
his cheeks.
Dave was impressed by the size of the kid's hard cock.
It was easily five inches long, and as thick as Dave's
own adult cock. He also liked the look of the boy's pink
asshole where it emerged from between his round ass
cheeks below his testicles. He took a bunch of close-up
shots of that delightful view as well.
He switched the camera to video mode after ten minutes
to capture the climax in motion. The boy's thin,
hairless young body shone with perspiration as he neared
his orgasm, and Dave waited breathlessly as the boy
began to moan as he got closer. The naked twelve year-
old's feet slid around as his passion built, and his
head tipped back, his eyes closed. Pausing the camera,
Dave made him stop. The boy looked at him, panting in
his need to cum. Ignoring the kid's discomfort, he told
him to pose in different positions while Dave switched
back to still pictures until he saw the boy's dick
softening. Then he had him start masturbating again. For
forty five minutes he directed the kid to masturbate
himself to the point of orgasm eight times, but wouldn't
let him finish. His cock oozed pre-cum almost
constantly, lubricating the shaft as the boy pulled and
squeezed it.
Tears of frustration rimmed the boy's eyes as he
struggled to obey the commands not to jerk himself to
completion. Dave was drunk with the power he had over
this boy. The poor kid was not only forced to perform
this degrading act in front of a stranger, recorded on
video, but he wasn't even allowed to complete the act.
His emotions warred with each other. He didn't want to
do this publicly in the first place, but he wanted
desperately to finish. Dave reveled in the power he had
over this sexy young kid.
He would have liked to continue torturing the boy all
day, but his time was limited, so he finally let the boy
cum.
"Look at me. Look at me." Dave called out as the boy
groaned loudly, getting ready to cum. The man had
resumed the video recording, and wanted to catch the
passion and humiliation on the boy's face. Drew lowered
his head and locked gazes with the older man, his dark
eyes filled with lust and shame.
"Aaaagghhhhhh!" he groaned, as his young cock erupted,
spewing white streams of thick semen into the air
between his legs. Ropes of preteen sperm landed with wet
smacking sounds on the sheets between his knees.
Droplets landed on his thighs as well, and his pumping
fist was coated in pearly goo. Dave thought that his
load was as impressive as his cock. The shit was
everywhere.
"Wow," Dave breathed. "That was awesome."
Drew looked down at the mess he had made, embarrassed.
He had never thought that he would perform such a
private act in front of someone else, especially when he
was being recorded doing it. His chest rose and fell
rapidly as he caught his breath. That had been the best
cum he'd ever had, even if it was involuntary. He must
like being watched and controlled, he guessed. His tiny
pink nipples were rock hard again.
Dave sat down on the bed next to the boy, facing him. He
glanced down at the sheets between the lad's thighs, and
scooped up a glob of the cooling semen that had landed
there. Looking back at the boy's face, he kept his eyes
locked on Drew's as he smeared the gooey slime on the
preteen's hairless chest. The boy stared into his
molester's eyes, his own dark brown eyes glazed with
lust and shame. The pedophile continued to gather the
boy's spend from the sheets, his thighs and, finally,
from his wilting cock and balls. The older man used the
fingers of his right hand to massage the preteen's sex
organs, fondling his slippery cock and cupping his
scrotum. He was pleased to feel the young person's cock
respond, swelling slowly in his fingers as he fondled
him.
While he manipulated the boy's cock, he leaned forward
to plant a soft kiss on the boy's pouty pink lips. He
gave him several brief kisses, just on the lips, then
pressed his mouth more urgently against the boy's,
sliding his tongue into the child's warm wet mouth. Dave
was grateful to hear the boy's contented sigh as Dave
kissed him, and soon Drew's young tongue was swirling
around with his own. By the time the long French kiss
broke the boy's cock was fully rigid. Ah, the resilience
of youth! Dave thought with a smile. He smiled into the
boys beautiful young face and kissed the side of his
smooth, soft neck. He kissed his way down the hairless
chest, pausing to suck on his nipples, and traveled over
the hard abs to the boy's crotch.
Drew held still as the grown man explored his naked
young body, scared and excited at the same time. The
adult slowly engulfed the boy's hard cock in his mouth.
He had never before considered sucking cock, but he knew
he wanted to do this with this boy, and his reward was
the boy's reaction, and the sweet taste of his clean
flesh. Dave heard Drew hiss and moan as the older man
took his whole dick inside his wet mouth, sucking gently
but firmly. He fondled the boy's balls as his head
bobbed up and down in the preteen's lap. He discovered
that semen had pooled in the crack of the boy's ass
below his scrotum, and he used this to lubricate his
finger and smear the slimy goo around on the boy's anus.
Drew fidgeted in discomfort as Dave pressed his finger
against his most intimate opening. His adult captor
placed his hand on the boy's chest to keep him still as
his finger invaded the child's rectum. He explored the
inside of the boy's asshole, reaching his prostate and
wiggling his fingertip around it. The boy's cock
twitched in his mouth as he massaged the sensitive
organ. Dave rose up on his knees on the bed and bent
over the boy's hard cock, as he slipped his finger
deeper into the child's tight asshole. He finger-fucked
the boy as he sucked his tasty young cock.
After a few minutes, he stood up next to the bed and
shucked his own clothes off, looking down at the boy to
see tears of shame and degradation in his innocent eyes.
Feeling his own cock stiffen, he lay back down next to
the boy. He started kissing the boy again, and the man's
hands wandered over the body of his new plaything. His
hard cock throbbed as he pressed it against the smooth
warm flesh of the boy's thigh. He reached across the
preteen's chest to grab his shoulder, guiding the boy up
and across his own body.
"My turn," he grunted, placing his hand on the back of
the boy's head and pushing the wide-eyed face toward his
crotch. The boy opened his mouth, afraid of the
consequences of disobeying, sliding his warm lips over
the head of Dave's circumsized cock. Dave groaned loudly
as he felt the hot wet mouth on his eight-inch prick. He
felt Drew's small hand grip his shaft below where his
mouth slid up and down, and the boy started jerking his
cock in rhythm with his bobbing head. Dave really had
wanted to wait, but there was no way he could resist the
boy's ministrations. He groaned and flooded the preteen
boy's mouth with a hot load of cum. He felt the boy's
tongue wiggling around his cock head as he swallowed the
semen. It was the best orgasm he had had since the
little girl had sucked him off the week before. When his
cock finally stopped spurting, Drew lifted his pretty
preteen face toward his molester and looked up at him
nervously, waiting to see if the man was pleased. His
sexy lips were shiny with smeared cum. Dave grabbed the
boy's bare shoulders and pulled him into a kiss. He
tasted his own cum as he kissed the boy's slimy lips,
but he was beyond caring. He squeezed the boys' ass as
he French kissed him, and slid his hands over the backs
of his young thighs. He wanted to touch the boy's naked
body all over, all at once.
As they kissed, Dave maneuvered the boy's nude body to
lie on his own chest, naked belly to naked belly. The
adult man pressed on the tops of his captive toy's
shoulders, forcing him to slide down his body. The boy
repeated what the man had done to him, kissing and
sucking his way across the man's hairy chest and belly
to his crotch, where he kissed and nibbled at Dave's
flaccid cock, licking up the drops of semen that had
oozed from the head after the blow-job. Dave soaked in
the sight of the curve of the boy's back as it arched to
his firm ass. The twin globes curved into the sexy cleft
of his ass crack.
Drew nuzzled Dave's nut sack with his nose and took each
testicle into his mouth gently, one at a time, sliding
his wet tongue around each one carefully before
releasing it, slick with his saliva. No way this is his
first sexual experience with another man, Dave thought.
What does his step-father do to this kid?
The idea of a total stranger abusing this innocent kid
brought his level of excitement back up, and he felt his
cock stir as it lay, wet and soft, against his abdomen.
Drew noticed this, and took Dave's limp dick in his soft
hand as he lapped at the older man's hairy balls,
squeezing and stroking the adult cock to life. When it
had regained its former rigidity, the boy took the long
pole back into his mouth. Dave watched the twelve year-
old suck his cock for a few minutes, amazed that he had
regained his erection so quickly, and noting with
pleasure that the boy had begun to take the lead in
their love-making.
"Get your ass up here." He demanded. The boy quickly
scooted around, putting his right knee on the inside of
Dave's left shoulder, and resumed sucking his cock. Dave
ran his hands over the boy's smooth thighs and ass
cheeks. He was falling in love with this kid's ass, so
round and firm and hot!
He wet his left index finger in his mouth and pressed
the digit against the preteen's pink asshole. Drew
moaned around the older man's cock, sending vibrations
through his crotch. Dave replaced the finger in his
mouth and pushed it farther into the child's young ass.
He continued to wet his finger and use it to lube the
boy's asshole. He was going to do it! He was actually
going to fuck this gorgeous young boy's ass!
Whether the kid liked it or not.
Dave sat up with his hands on the twelve year-old's ass
cheeks. He planted kisses all over the boy's butt while
fondling his stiff cock and scrotum. He slobbered over
the soft skin of the boy's firm ass, until he touched
the tip of his tongue to the crinkled rosebud of the
boy's tight anus. Drew moaned into the bedding when he
felt the warm wet intruder at his back door as Dave
poked tentatively at the focus of his desire. As he got
used to the idea and the sensation of the young kid's
asshole on his tongue, Dave became more aggressive,
stiffening his tongue and driving it deeper into Drew's
rectum.
Dave finally tore himself away from the licentious
feast, holding the boy by the hips as he climbed to his
knees behind the up-thrust butt of his young conquest.
He spit a gob of saliva on the boy's anus, and placed
the head of his achingly hard cock at the boy's most
private opening. He started to shove, and Drew buried
his face in the bed covers, muffling his pained cry.
Dave ignored the young boy's pain, driving his cock
forward into the incredibly tight, hot glove of his
rectum. He drove half his cock into the child's yielding
ass; then paused to enjoy the sensation of the boy's
clutching colon.
Drew was panting, and tears streaked his cheeks as the
older man continued to push forward, feeling his hard
rod slip deeper into the boy's slippery sheath. When he
felt his testicles touch those of his underage sex toy,
he held his position to let Drew become accustomed to
the penetration. He started stroking in a regular
rhythm, and soon was jabbing hard at the child's
stretched anus. Drew clutched the sheets in his small
fists as his adult lover fucked his tight ass hard.
Tears of mingled pain and humiliation soaked into the
sheets under his red-cheeked face.
Grabbing the slender preteen around the waist, Dave
turned over on his side, keeping his cock buried in the
tight sleeve of the boy's asshole. He hugged the boy
against his chest as they spooned. Reaching between the
twelve year-old's legs, he fondled his hard cock and
tightly wrinkled ball sac as he fucked him. It took half
an hour before he felt his orgasm building – he had just
come an hour before after all – and when he felt the
familiar tingle in his balls, he rolled the boy back
onto his stomach, pinning him flat to the bed with his
own heavier body. The boy nearly disappeared under the
bigger man as he got his ass drilled.
Dave's strokes sped up and became more insistent as he
neared release, and the boy grunted as his thin frame
was hammered by the larger man's powerful thrusts. Both
of their bodies gleamed with sweat, and Dave's belly
made squishing sounds against young Drew's back. As Dave
thrust harder into the twelve-year-old's ass, the boy's
cock slid back and forth over the soft sheets,
masturbating him against the bed. Dave started thrusting
in quick, fast jabs until he exploded, then held still
as he dumped his second load of the afternoon into the
boy's bowels.
When Drew felt the man's semen spurting into his rectum,
his own cock drooled his preteen cum onto the sheets,
smearing against his belly.
Dave collapsed on the boy's sweaty back, totally spent.
He lay atop the boy's young body, pinning him to the bed
beneath him, panting to catch his breath. When he got
his hands under him, he lifted his weight off of the
boy's slight frame and rolled to the side onto his back.
"Clean me off, Baby." Dave demanded. He wanted to see
how far he could push the boy, and how much he already
knew about sex. Drew sat up, his belly slick with his
own semen, and looked down at Dave's rapidly shrinking
cock. Submissively, he bent forward and took the man's
penis into his wet mouth and cleaned it of the residue
of semen.
Dave invited Drew to share the shower, and the two took
their time soaping each other's naked bodies, with lots
of kissing and gentle fondling mixed in. They were dried
and dressed in plenty of time to greet Jackie and Emma
when they returned.
"Make sure you're back next week for more 'Lawn Work'",
Dave told the subdued child before the women arrived.
Drew looked up at him inquiringly.
"Oh, I know you don't need the money any more, but I do
have the videos and pictures of you jerking off and
sucking cock. I could send those to your step-dad if you
were to disappoint me." As he spoke, he stepped closer
to the frightened boy, putting his hands around behind
his back and drawing him into an embrace. He held both
globes of the boy's ass through his shorts, squeezing
hard. "I own this now," he told the boy. Grabbing his
soft cock, he said, "And this. So you show up every week
at 10:00 for your yard work, and any other time I tell
you to, and we'll keep that little secret to our selves,
right?"
"Okay." The boy replied, bowing his head in defeat.
"Good. As long as we understand each other." He held the
captive boy's head in his hands and planted a long wet
kiss on his soft lips, exploring his mouth again with
his tongue.
He broke the kiss when he heard his wife's friend's car
pull into the driveway.
"Hi, Sweetheart, how was shopping?" he asked her when
she entered.
"It was great." his wife replied, with a sly look shared
with her friend. "Who's this?" she asked, looking at
Drew.
"This is Drew. He's going to be mowing our lawn for the
summer."
"Oh. Okay. Hi Drew, I'm Jackie."
Introductions were finished, and Dave went into the
kitchen for a drink while Jackie let Drew out the front
door. She and Emma stood side by side as they watched
the boy walking away. "Nice butt." Emma commented.
"Yeah, there are definite possibilities there." Her
friend and lover agreed. Jackie turned to Emma and
leaned forward to lick her earlobe. "I'll have to see
what I can work out." She whispered suggestively in the
other woman's ear.
To be continued?
Archivist's Note: This author did not provide an email
address so it will do the reader no good contacting the
archive staff for further parts. Check back at a later
time to see if there have been any updates to this story
by the author.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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