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 THE PEDOGOGUE

   by Tom Smith Copyright 2010.  All rights reserved.

   INTRODUCTION

   My cock stirred.

   Not the urgent kind of stirring when you see something so hot and horny
that your cock rises straight up and there's fuck all you can do about it.
You know the kind.  Like when you're working out at the gym, a horny place
at the best of times, and then some fucking impossible guy walks in, all
pecs, shoulders, arms n white teeth, his shorts just the wrong side of
loose and showing off a sizeable bulge.  Yeah, that's got your cock
intrigued.  But then you notice, trailing behind the guy, some cute little
half-dressed toddler boy wearing wet Speedos from an afternoon in the pool
with his Daddy.  His hot little toddler dick just visible if you tilt your
head to one side and squint.

   Like really squint.

   And you suddenly stop mid-set, your tongue absentmindedly hanging out of
your mouth as you imagine the Dad, with an impossibly huge cock, to match
his impossibly huge arms and impossibly white teeth, raping that kid's hole
to within an inch of its life.  His Daddy seed spewing out deep into the
toddler it had helped to create.

   Now that's got your attention, hasn't it, my pedophile friend?

   I fucking love that word: pedophile, or pedo.  It's another way to get
my cock so rock-hard, so instantaneously that it's difficult to describe
how it makes me feel.  But it certainly makes me feel good because that's
what I am: a dirty fucking pedophile, kiddy-fiddler, boy-molester...  baby
raper!  Yeah I'm all those things and proud of it too.  Other things about
me: Nick, mid 30's, English guy, shaved head, trim body, nasty fucking mind
and a thick 8 inch cock with fiery red pubes at the base.  And my thick 8
inches is most definitely stirring and straining hard now.
Anyway, this wasn't that kind of stirring!  No.  This was something much
deeper.  Almost concentrated in my cock-head alone, still sheathed behind
my thick foreskin and my shaft remaining most definitely soft.  It was like
a tingling sensation.  Like pins and needles in your helmet.  Starting
right at the tip.  Right in the piss-hole.  Swirling in concentric circles
around the tight opening and rippling gently out.  Almost like a cum
backwards if you can imagine that.  My soft cock experiencing a slow wave
of warm pleasure moving from tip to base as I read the words on the hidden
FreeNet pages I'd managed to get access to, looking at them emblazoned on

the screen of my laptop.

   Not quite able to believe what I had found.  That such a thing actually
existed.

   I got the same feeling 6 months later.  Exactly the same.  Right down to
the feeling starting on the edges of my piss slit.  This time it was
stronger though.  And moved faster down my shaft.  It also made my cock
twitch so much so that I had to stop, put my bag down, and adjust the
lengthening piece of meat in my pants.

   It was understandable that it felt stronger now though.  Helped on, no
doubt, by the flaming heat of Florida sunshine beating down onto the port
of Fort Lauderdale and being reflected onto me by the great white mass
directly ahead.

   THE PEDOGOGUE

   I read the word again.  Pedogogue.  It was barely noticeable to the
average passer-by being in cream letters against the white of the ship's
hull.  But it definitely said Pedogogue.  Phwoar.

   It wasn't a big ship.  Far from it in fact, but that was kind of the
beauty.  It looked almost lost in amongst all the other huge ships in the
port.  Part of me thought maybe that was the idea.  Create something so
small, in a country so obsessed with size and the grandiose and no one
would ever notice it.  It also struck me as ironic that it was a small ship
knowing what kind of activities lay ahead onboard for the next two weeks.

   My cock stirred.  This most definitely was the urgent kind of stirring!
Images of Impossible Daddy fucking his little toddler again, except this
time the kid was 12 months younger and Daddy's cock was double the size! 
Funny that!

   The Pedogogue.  Yes, it looked a fine vessel and was exactly as
described in the online brochure.  It was a fucking ball ache to find
though, you can be sure of that.  I very nearly gave up looking on several
occasions.  I'll tell you how it started, shall I?...

   Chapter 1

   It was a rainy Sunday afternoon.  It always is isn't it?  The boyfriend
was at work and I finally had the house to myself.  Perfect time for
perving on the net I thought.  And was it ever!  It started off ordinarily
enough though, bit of a trawl through ICU, a look on some pervy message
boards and checking in with a couple of pedo mates on msn.

   Then it came through.  A message on ICU.  From a contact I'd long since
forgotten about and not given much thought to during the time we used to
chat together either.  But there wasn't much else going on so I humoured
him.  And that's when he started telling me about FreeNet.  The Dark Side
of the internet.  At first I thought it was a wind-up, but turns out it's
not.  This thing actually exists.  A whole other side of the internet
that's encrypted and works in the dark space that's left behind when web
pages disappear or get deleted.  And there's all sorts of shit there
apparently.  Nasty shit.  Really fucking hardcore pervy nasty pedo shit.

   So I had to have a look.  Didn't I?  You're telling me you wouldn't? 
Took me a while to get onto the thing and then once I was on, it was really
slow and fuck-all like the regular internet...  no Google search engine for
starters, but I soon began to get the hang of it and started finding my way
around.

   After several false attempts I managed to get access to a series of
pages showing the sort of stuff I was looking for.  Yeah, you guessed it...
am I that obvious?  Admittedly it wasn't exactly the sort of stuff I was
hoping to see.  A few half-dressed teens with flaccid cocks pretending to
give it the whole `model pose'.  I flicked through a few pics, and it's
true, some were hot, but they were all the wrong side of 10 if you get my
meaning.  Anyway, then I came to a links page and found a link to another
site that was much more geared towards my horny perverted thoughts on kiddy
fucking.

   "HOT `N' HORNY GAY TOTS

   Instant boner as I clicked the link.  And there, staring me right in the
face was a picture of the most gorgeous boy.  Maybe three years at the
most, tanned skin right across his smooth naked body.  Bent over, arse
facing the camera, his little face twisted round and giving off a huge
smile.  His legs spread and one little hand pushing down a hard toddler
cock and balls, giving the pedo lucky enough to be behind the lens a good
eyeful to accompany his, no doubt, solid fuck tool.  But it was where the
other hand was placed that was the real clincher, the thing that made me
look down and notice the pool of pre-cum that was spreading across my
boxers, turning the white material transparent.  Staring me right in the
face was the most perfect toddler arsehole you've ever seen.  And to top it
off, it was dribbling thick cum.

   Whew.  My pedo cock needed releasing from the confines of my now sticky
pants in order to fully appreciate the contents of, what promised to be, a
great child-fucking website.  And best of all, it was free to access!  I
unleashed my rock hard eight inches and watched my foreskin retract slowly
by itself over the top of my fiery red cockhead, smearing an ultra-thin
layer of pre-cum as it went, until it nestled comfortably in little folds
underneath.

   I clicked on ENTER.

   Fuck me, I remember whispering to myself.  What greeted me was a
plethora of links to pics and vids that would fill any toddler or baby
rapist with delight.  Three Year Old Gets Drilled Deep; Baby Darren Learns
What Men's Cocks Are For; Two Year Old Twins Take Two Cocks At Once; Hard
Newborn Rape were some of the delicious titles that made my dick drool as
much as my mouth.  I opted for the latter.  So shoot me!

   I double clicked.  Oh God, I love FreeNet!  On the screen was a series
of pics showing a little baby boy in various stages of getting his tight
hole thoroughly raped.  I tried to steady my cock, which was oozing an
almost constant stream of fuck-slop, probably in the dumb belief that it
too was about to join in on the action of Hard Newborn Rape, and hit the
link to the first photo.

   Beautiful.  This baby boy, maybe 3 months old if a day, was laying face
up on a purple towel.  His legs were raised and some guy, as yet unseen,
was holding them aloft by the cutie's chubby knees.  The boy's face was out
of shot, but that was more than made up for by the perfect shot of the
little one's genitals.  His uncut baby cock was plump and most definitely
hard.  Hot.  I abso-fucking-lutely love it when a toddler or baby has a
hard on.  It goes against all those self-righteous twats who say that kids
hate getting molested.  Fuck off...  this picture proves the exact opposite
is true...  babies love getting molested.  The feel of a pedo's sweaty
hands as they work their magic on a boy's cock and hole must feel like
ecstasy to a kid.  All those tiny concentrated nerve-endings going into
overdrive focusing his mind, too young to comprehend what he's feeling,
pushing him over the edge to experience a full-on baby cum.

   Underneath the perfect cock, was a perfect set of baby balls to match.
They were chunky and large for a baby, almost as if they'd been pulled and
stretched constantly by a pair of wandering hands since the day the boy was
born, until they'd decided to admit defeat and sign up to the pedo's wish
of giving their owner one obscenely large ball sac.

   Moving lower still, was a puckered little three month old hole.  Oh yes
this hole had certainly been fucked before.  And good too.  You could tell
by the wrinkled up skin around the smooth, pink opening that was willing me
in.  Slightly darker skin surrounded the silky entrance to pedophile
heaven; sort of purple in colour it looked suspiciously like light
bruising, yet I couldn't be sure for definite.  The whiteness of his tiny
little bubble butt spread open wide set the whole thing off nicely.

   I clicked on, spending time to take in the beauty and severity of each
passing shot.  Of the hairy pedophile hand caressing the smooth baby's
hole, to him shoving first one, then two of his big, wide knuckled fingers
inside.  Then taking his cock, an impressive seven inches I guessed, and
lining it up against the tightly folded skin of the kid's fuck-chute,
leaking his hot pedo precum over the pulsing gateway almost as heavily as
my own was spewing all down my shaft, over my balls and into my, now
matted, bright red pubes.  I looked down...  my cockhead was on fire.

   The next pic is the one that pushed me over the edge.  The sight of that
fat pedo cock buried deep in a three month old hole will stay with me
forever.  I twisted and turned my head, as if trying to find new angles
with which to see around and underneath this guy's dick, the base of which
was nuzzling nicely against those perfect white cheeks.  And then I came.
Hard, fast and involuntarily all over my laptop.  I didn't even realise it
was happening until it was too late to stop, so I let the feeling wash over
me as my cock went crazy and my mind went into limbo, spraying my
baby-juice out onto the screen in thick globs of white cum.  Six, seven,
eight volleys of scalding hot jizz fired out of my flaring piss-hole.  One
hit smack onto the fucked hole of the little one and I sank back as a sense
of calm overwhelmed me.

   When I came to a few minutes later, my initial horniness now subdued, I
took more time to check out this new-found pedophile world on FreeNet.  I
discovered story sites, pic sites, sites dealing with nigger kids, sites
showing just babies, teens, the lot.  I happened upon a gay pedo forum and
settled myself down to read through several posts.  Some were entertaining,
funny, militant, plenty were asking to make contact with guys who had
access.  But one post caught my eye, PED CRUISING.  I clicked on to it
expecting to find tips on how to pick up at the local nursery, but what I
found surprised and excited me.

   Gay pedo cruise holidays.  All your needs taken care of.  Kids most
definitely allowed.

   Then there was a nondescript website address and whole host of numbers
and letters, which looked like some kind of password.  My cock sprung back
to life!

   I clicked onto the web address.  Nothing.  A blank FreeNet page with an
error message.  Hmmm.  I then copied and pasted the address into my regular
Firefox browser.  Another failed attempt.  No such website existed. 
Bollocks!

   However I wasn't going to give up that easily so I went back to the
FreeNet site and clicked the link again.  Reading the error message it
appeared as if there was a series of numbers that could correspond to one
of those addresses that's simply a load of numbers and full stops.  I wrote
the numbers down and typed them into the FreeNet browser.  Nothing.  This
was starting to piss me off, but at the same time I began to think someone
had gone to a lot of trouble to hide something here and that excited me.

   Back into Firefox and I entered the series of numbers into the address
bar.  Haha!  Some luck after all.  A white page with a single text box in
the middle.  I diligently copied into it the numbers and letters I thought
corresponded to a password.

   Bingo!  Well, not quite, but progress.  Another address and another
password.  I clicked on and got another blank screen with a text box so
into it I typed the new password and pressed enter.  TRY AGAIN was the
message written on the screen.  I went back a step and typed in the
original password.  TRY AGAIN.  Fuck!  I spent the next two hours typing in
every conceivable combination of letters and numbers from both passwords
only to keep getting a fucking stupid message telling me to TRY AGAIN. 
This was getting fucking annoying.

   Fuck this, I thought, it's just some cunt having a laugh at a load of
pedos' expenses.  But I was still desperate for it to be real so I thought
I'd give it one last try by taking a different tack.  Instead of sticking
in Firefox, I went back into FreeNet and entered the new web address I'd
previously discovered.  A similar white screen with a text box appeared. 
My cock twitched ever so slightly!  I then entered the new password.  TRY
AGAIN!

   What a fucking piss-take!  I think those were the words that came out of
my mouth in a volley of hate and anger equal to the force with which my cum
had exited my pedophile cock a few hours earlier.  OK...  last ditch
attempt.  Back to the text box and into it I entered the original password
one last time and pressed enter.

   Sweet Jesus, there is a God!

   A website slowly began to appear on the screen.  THE MAN & BOY CRUISE
COMPANY.  On a backdrop of blue water were several photos taken onboard a
gleaming white ship.  Photos of boys, toddlers and babies accompanied by
men.  Naked men with rock hard cocks looking like they were having the time
of their lives.  Holy Fuck!  I whispered.

   I took some time to carefully scan the page before me.  I didn't dare
touch my cock, one accidental brush of my hand and it was liable to start
spraying jizz everywhere.  I felt a large pearl of precum form on my
re-exposed cockhead and snake its way slowly down my meaty shaft.

   I carefully scrolled my mouse and clicked on the tab entitled OUR
CRUISES.  A new page opened with a list of 10 different cruises departing
from Fort Lauderdale in Florida, each lovingly promoted with a suitable
boyfuck photo.  There was the Teenboy Lovers' Cruise, Dads & Sons Only
Cruise (damn I thought!), Boyfuck Your Way Around The World Cruise,
Boytorture Cruise, Six To Ten Years Cruise, Under Fives Cruise, All Pedos
Willcum Cruise, Babyfuckers' Cruise, Tot-Bondage Cruise and finally the
Xmas & New Year Pedo Cruise.

   You probably know enough about me now, to know that although I like all
boys, I have a particular weakness for the little ones.  You know the
really little ones.  Who can't speak yet .  Who are most definitely a long
way off from being out of nappies.  It'll come as no surprise then to guess
which of the cruises being offered I clicked my mouse on!

   Your pedo adventure begins the moment you set sail with 300 other baby
boy fuckers on our intimate fully-paedophile friendly ship, The Pedogogue.
The 100 cabins (some with interconnecting doors) are shared between
multiple guests meaning you'll be right in the thick of the action and
making new pedo friends from the off.  The numerous nooks and inviting
corners of the ship offer as much privacy or exposure as you desire,
although you should be aware that on this cruise it is compulsory to be
fully naked as soon as we're on the open sea.  Strolling the open decks and
pool-side terraces, you'll appreciate all the babies that are on offer and
we guarantee you'll meet a friendly Dad or two willing to share his little
one with you for, what we consider, the most exciting form of pedo fun.

   On board we want you to get the most out of your trip as you can, so
feel free to fuck around with as many babies as you wish.  Don't forget to
check with Daddy first though, if the little one has a Dad with him that
is, although we've yet to hear of any Dad refusing the offer of perv cocks
for his baby son!  We guarantee you'll have the time of your life with
baby-fucking demonstrations, helpful classes to get even the tightest baby
to open up, 24hr pedporn showing in the cinema and every night there'll be
live shows starring only the hottest gay pedo porn stars with the hugest
pedo cocks and including audience participation.

   You may even be lucky enough to find one of the 10 Golden Newborns
hidden onboard (all under 2 months old).  These little tykes are finders'
keepers and if you get hold of one you'll be able to take him home with you
to do as you wish.  We'll sort out all the documents, but the benefit is he
won't be registered with your state authorities so you can rest assured you
can use him as you see fit without any unwanted interruptions.

   Everything is perfectly worked out so you can enjoy your cruise and
neither you nor your pedo cock will ever feel exhausted.

   Please note that this cruise is called the Babyfuckers' Cruise for a
reason.  All the kids available for your pleasure on this cruise are
guaranteed to be under 1 year old at the time of departure.  If you are not
100% sure that this age is to your taste, why not try one of our other
boyfucking cruises?  If however, you are most definitely a baby-fucker then
what are you waiting for?  Book your place now and get set for the trip of
your life.

   Ten nights of the hottest in baby-raping action can be yours for as
little as $5000.  Dads with baby sons - son goes free.  Dads with baby sons
under 1 month old - Dad and son both go free.  All new guests will undergo
a strict assessment of suitability on arrival.

   I had a quick look at the gallery from previous excursions of the
Babyfuckers' Cruise, but to be honest I'd already made up my mind that I
was going to be on that ship whatever.  Nothing was gonna stop me getting
my pulsing eight inches deep inside some baby boy ass!  The pictures
though? Yeah well they sold it really well too.  I mean, how could they
not? Pictures of sperm covered baby boys littering the deck with hung and
horny pedos stood over them.  A lovely set of a little baby, probably
barely 3 weeks old, that was lying in a urinal and drenched in piss.  A set
of pictures of a Dad walking the deck, his baby planted on his cock,
offering his son's mouth to anyone who needed to blow a load.  A beautiful
blond boy, maybe 10 months old, who had clearly been used as a cum dump and
whose hole was seriously wounded, gaping wide open and pouring white
pedo-cum out onto the towel he was laying on.  Finally there was another
little cutie, tied up in a sling, a long line of men waiting their turn to
rape him thoroughly, each sporting a massive erection and smile to boot.

   So yeah, I didn't need much persuasion to part with my $8000 (including
return flight) for a shared cabin and the promise of ten nights of the
hottest baby raping adventures my deviant mind could imagine.

   The following three months passed slowly.  Very fucking slowly.  Broken
only by the arrival of my flight tickets, a nondescript cruise coupon and a
link to an online character assessment questionnaire.  Even that was enough
to eject a heavy load of my nastiest pedo-cum from my low-hanging balls, up
the shaft of my twitching cock and out of my bright purple cockhead all
over some baby porn streaming on FreeNet!

   But sure enough the day finally came.  The day when I finally left my
old self behind.  The day when I was finally going to fulfill my lifelong
dream of being a baby rapist.  Getting to my seat on the plane and looking
around I was slightly disappointed.  I somehow had this expectation that
the flight would be full of guys and baby boys, all heading out to Florida
to join me in a wild orgy of pedo lust.  As it happened it wasn't, but
there were several families littering the aircraft.  One woman in
particular, seemed to have a whole harem of kids, all hyper about spending
two weeks with Mickey Mouse.  They took their seats around me.  I noticed
she had twin boys, who couldn't have been much more than 6 months.  Seeing
them made my cock grow rapidly in my tight jeans, my cockhead becoming
visible as it poked out of the hole I'd worn into my left pocket, the
foreskin getting caught behind the fabric so just the unsheathed head came
sliding through.  Damn me for deciding to travel commando.  I speedily
covered my emerging phallus with the in-flight magazine and tried to act
normally.

   As the flight progressed, I struck up a conversation with the woman, who
I discovered was called Kate.  After the usual inane chat that was to be
expected, finding out her boyfriend had recently left her so she'd decided
to take her family away to Disney, I deftly directed the topic of
conversation towards her unruly kids: Tara 6, Matty 4, Wendy 3 and the
twins Billy and Bobby 5 months.  We chatted almost solidly (well I was
solid anyway) about the difficulties of bringing up kids alone, but I
reassured her that she was lucky and that I would give anything to have
kids like hers.  Of course, my meaning of the word `have', was probably
different to her understanding!

   Towards the end of the flight, Kate seemed to be having some
difficulties as Billy was crying and she was desperately trying to breast
feed Bobby under a blanket.  She looked at me, almost pleading with me to
offer some form of help.  I asked if she needed me to do anything and she
said "Billy needs his nappy changing, I know it's a lot to ask, but you
couldn't do me a favour and take him to the toilet to change could you?"

   Could I fucking ever?  "Of course, yeah, not a problem." I stuttered not
quite able to believe my luck.  My cock couldn't quite believe it either
and was making rapid progress towards the hole in my jeans again.  I
stuffed it downwards and stood up.  Kate handed me a pack of wipes and a
fresh nappy and then the prize itself, little Billy, all tiny wrapped in a
blue and white striped all-in-one.  He felt warm and delicate and was
causing me problems as the blood surged to my meat.

   I swiftly made my way to the rear of the aircraft, Billy screaming and
my cock dribbling precum down my inside leg.  Into the toilet and I locked
the door behind me.  Knowing I wouldn't have long I lowered the changing
table, which some genius had designed to be at perfect cock height and
gently removed the little one's clothing, his nappy containing nothing but
a lot of baby piss, until he was completely naked.  He was fucking perfect.

   I gently ran my hand down his body taking care to softly tweak his
little baby nipples as I went, which caused him to yelp out.  My cock
strained against the fabric of my jeans.  It needed releasing.  I unpopped
the buttons and my drooling dick sprang out, flicking a glob of precum that
scored a direct hit with Billy's left eye.  He started wailing, but it just
made my cock even harder.  So hard in fact I thought it was going to
continue growing out of the piss slit, which was gaping widely as fuckslop
oozed its way out.

   I slowly ran my dickhead over Billy's body, my cock drooling onto his
soft skin, the clear liquid getting him slightly sticky as I criss-crossed
trails of precum across his tiny torso.  When my flaring dickhead grazed
his skin it felt as though a thousand volts had just rocketed through my
body causing my entire dick to leap and jerk violently.

   He was on his back, his head resting lazily to the left hand side, a mop
of thick dark hair complementing his dark eyes perfectly, although his left
was slightly bloodshot now from the precum I'd managed to get in it.  His
small naked body looked beautiful as he lay there, legs spread open with
his knees bent, in that way only babies can do and arching his back,
evidently enjoying the sensation of air flowing around his piss-soaked
loins.  Oh yeah, he looked totally fuckable, yet that was the one thing
there was no way I could risk doing, however much my horny mind might be
telling me to.  His little cocklet was stuck to his balls, so I gently held
it in my right hand and separated it from the baby ball-sac with my left,
prising the two apart like Velcro.

   I bent my head down and breathed in the scent of musky baby piss that
coated his entire genital area.  Sticking my tongue out I carefully licked
up and down the tiny cock before working it into the folds where the base
of that little dick joined his balls.  The taste was magical.  If you've
never tasted babycock, it's hard to describe just how amazing it is. 
Sweet, yet tangy, like a thousand pieces of popping candy placed on the tip
of your tongue, yet having a length of taste that mellows and gets softer
as it moves towards the tastebuds at the back of your mouth.  Intense is
not the word.  I gingerly opened my mouth and took his entire cock and
balls into my mouth, swirling my tongue around, teasing the tip of his
foreskin in an oral assault on his loins.

   He started giggling.  Oh fuck, yeah, the little 5 month old boy was
laughing as he enjoyed his first ever blow job, by a baby raper who was
about to embark on the pedocruise of a lifetime.  And what's more, he was
enjoying his first ever blow job in an aircraft toilet at 38 thousand feet!
No better way to join the mile high club I thought!  I continued massaging
his cock and balls with my tongue, getting them all wet as I savoured every
last drop of flavour that was lingering on them.

   Then I moved south.  Towards his asshole.  He was breathing slightly
heavier now as I dragged my tongue lightly over his perineum.  He'd stopped
crying and, if the puckering of his hole and the stiffness of his little
cock was anything to go by, he was having a whale of a time.  I gingerly
circled my tongue around his babyhole.  Heaven!  The taste was clean, but
strong.  Different to his dick and accentuated by the fact that it was
grabbing onto the tip of my tongue, almost willing it inside.

   I happily obliged.

   Carefully I probed the area just inside the entrance to his fuck tunnel
and moved my tongue around in expanding circles, delving slightly deeper
with every passing second.  That's when he started shaking.  I wondered
what was happening at first as his leg swatted me in the face.  I instantly
pulled out and then marvelled at this tiny baby, not even six months, going
through a dry cum.  At first I just stood there, mesmerised as his balls
pulled right up inside him, his hard little cock jerking for England, and
his fuckhole spasming.

   I looked down.

   I really shouldn't have looked down you know.  Because all I saw was my
pedo cock.  Harder than it had ever been in its entire life.

   The head, so exposed, that it felt like my foreskin was going to retract
half way down the shaft.  The head, so crimson, that it almost matched the
clump of red pubes at the base of my shaft.  The head, so wet, as a long
strand of precum was exiting the opening there and forming a slick on the
toilet floor.

   The head, that had taken on a life of its own, and had caused my mind to
lose all sense of reason, as it edged its way towards Billy's little ass,
my hands reaching out and spreading his legs wide.

   The very tip of the head met his tiny, twitching baby hole.  I
involuntarily shot a good sized portion of baby fuck slop onto it.  Of
course all that had the effect of doing was to get his hole nice and lubed
up.  Looking at how wet my entire shaft was I figured it would be a waste
of precum if I stopped now, especially as his opening hole was helping to
work some inside of its own accord.

   I pushed.

   I'm on my way to hell, I thought.

   Like a little thing like eternal damnation was gonna stop me now though!
I applied some more pressure.  Billy's ass lips puckered up to meet my
invading fuck tool, depositing even more lube into the place it so wanted
to go.

   I pushed again.

   Pop!  Oh fuck!  Hello Lucifer!  My entire meaty cockhead had just broken
through his sacred ring and was experiencing the moist, warm and, well fuck
me, tight confines of his ass.

   He didn't cry.  He didn't scream.  He didn't pass out.  Instead he fixed
his eyes on me, giving me such a look of surprise, that could only have
been matched by the look of surprise staring right back at him.

   I looked down again.  This time what I saw was so fucking hot.  My cock.
Five month old hole.  One inside the other.  My balls were churning.  I
knew it would only be seconds.  Holding his legs I gently began to rock
back and forth as Billy gazed upwards at me, probably confused by all the
new sensations he was experiencing.  Well they were new sensations for me
too.  And sensations that were getting stronger.  And, oh, fuck me, I'm
raping a baby.  My cock is actually inside this kid, only 5 months old.  My
dickhead throbbing, revelling in the brand new experience of being inside a
baby's fuck chute.  Out of my balls, up the urethra, which I felt expand as
my seed travelled north.  My entire cock swelled and I stood still.  I
mean, I could barely move, as my torso twisted and then bent double, my
nasty, depraved pedo load firing volley after volley into the baby's
insides, completely violating him in the most perfect way.

   I was breathing heavy, and covered in sweat.  My deflating cock, popped
out of the hole, which gradually closed up as its owner gave a few
whimpers. Quickly cleaning him up I put a new nappy on him and mopped up my
own jizz and sweat.  Once we were sorted I opened the door and the cooler
air of the cabin hit me making me feel a little dizzy.  I staggered back to
my seat with Billy in my arms, red faced, but very satisfied.  All in all
we'd been 5 minutes.  Result!

   "Well you've calmed him down," Kate said as I rested my head back, Billy
sat on my lap.  "I hardly ever seem to be able to keep him that happy after
a nappy change!  He must like you."

   Well I like him too...  A whole hidden depth of meaning in my words as
his mum said I might as well hold onto him for the duration of the flight.
So there I was this little 5 month old sleeping in my arms, his hole newly
fucked, not fifteen minutes previously.  I closed my eyes and dreamt of
Billy's hole on my cock.

   When I woke up it was to the face of a lacquered air-hostess offering me
a blanket for the little one.  I accepted it and draped it around us. 
Glancing to my left I noticed Kate was asleep and the three older kids were
engrossed in some Disney shite on the seat-back tv.  As my senses began to
kick in again I realised little Billy was sat squarely on my crotch, his
body and my lap covered in a beige blanket.  My cock twitched and then
began to nudge its baby loving head out of my pocket hole once again,
unsheathing itself on the way.  I adjusted my hips allowing a sizeable
length of my shaft out into the open.

   I carefully reached under the blanket and undid the lower half of his
all in one bodysuit, gently prising his legs from inside.  Then, just as
gently, I peeled back the sides of his nappy, moving it carefully to my
right leg and still concealed under the blanket.  I felt the heat from his
crotch hit my cockhead, which pulsed, eager to get a second round in this
little baby's ass.  Christ, I could barely believe what I was about to do,
but such was my lust that I just had to go ahead and do it anyway.

   My cockhead sniffed out his little fuck hole.  Some slight movements
under the blanket, which to the casual observer just looked like a guy
getting comfy in his seat during a long flight, and the tip of my penis was
pressed up against the baby's pucker.  It twitched violently against his
little ring piece as I felt the remnants of my last cum inside him
dribbling over the engorged glans of my dick.  Despite not being able to
see anything under the blanket my mind had a pretty good idea of where my
meat was headed.

   Applying some slight pressure to Billy's shoulders I pressed him down.
Pop!  Straight onto the knob end.  Ohhh yes...  that beautiful feeling once
again enveloped my pulsing prick as I tried to keep his legs still and my
meat inside him.  He began to whimper.  Not too much though, but enough to
draw some stares from the guy in the next row.  I grabbed his dummy from
the tray table and shoved it into his gob as I settled back to enjoy the
remainder of the flight with my pedo cock inside 5 month old Billy.

   I began flexing my meat inside him and slowly pushing him down with my
hands gently on his hips.  It was a slow process though and, although I was
desperate to fuck the shit out of him, I knew it would be a one-way ticket
to jail if I did anything too daring.  Ever so slowly his arse got used to
my invading prick and I managed to work maybe an inch or so of my shaft
inside him.  The heat of his baby fuck tunnel felt amazing on my cock.  I
closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations rippling down my cock to my pent
up balls still inside my jeans.

   Suddenly movement next to me.  Shit!  Kate was getting up...  "I'm just
nipping to the loo" she said waiting for me to stand up and let her pass to
the aisle.

   Fuck fuck fuck was the only thought going through my head, just as fuck
fuck fuck was the only thing my piece of meat was doing to her little baby.
Gripping Billy tightly, making sure he was covered by the blanket I stood
up and gingerly shuffled along to the aisle letting her pass.  In doing so
I was pressed right up against the adjacent row next to a broad swarthy guy
of about 40 with a nice dark beard covering his jaw.  He looked at me as if
I was scum for invading his space.  I gave him a sorry bud you know how it
is kind of look and tried to avoid his fixed stare.  It was taking all my
willpower to control myself, Billy, the blanket and keeping my cock inside
him as Kate left the row of seats and made her way to the queue for the
toilet.  What happened next completely took me by surprise.  Even more so
than the look on Billy's face the first time I'd fucked him.

   I felt a hand on my cock.

   Not my hand.  They were both holding Billy and the blanket.  Certainly
not one of Billy's little hands.  These were rough hands, used to manual
labour and had thick fingers that were beginning to jack my cock back and
forth.

   Oh fuck!

   I looked down and saw swarthy guy still staring at me.  His lips pursed
in a nasty expression of one perv acknowledging another.  He gave me a half
smile, one hand covering a sizable and growing bulge in his tight black
jeans and the other reaching up under the blanket to feel the join between
my cock and Billy's expanding arsehole.  I moved closer to him to allow him
better access to the goods and his hand skirted over Billy's genital area
to feel the baby's tiny hard-on.  All the while Billy was happily sucking
on his dummy seemingly oblivious to the two happy pedos molesting his baby
parts.  I glanced towards the toilet to see Kate throw me a smile as she
went in.  I smiled back and looked down to see swarthy guy's enormous cock
still growing and snaking its way down the right leg of his jeans.  Jeans
so tight I swear I could see the veins outlined in the material. 
Eventually it stopped growing at what I guessed was 9 or 10 inches.  He
looked obviously proud of his packet and made no attempt to hide it from
the guy sat next to him who was reading a magazine!

   His hands moved back round to my cock and slowly started to wank it into
the baby's hole.  Building up rhythm and pace until it was moving steadily
back and forth over my shaft, fingering the folds of skin along Billy's
anal ring as he did so.  My cock became slick with my depraved pedo
pre-cum, my balls working overtime to supply a constant stream of fuck-slop
into the kid's hole, which then began to ooze steadily down my shaft.

   Faster and more forceful now, his hand picked up a sense of urgency
under the blanket.  Gripping my cock he twisted it and manipulated it
deftly, as if trying desperately to work my entire eight inches into the
boy.  I gazed at his cock as it began to get fatter in his jeans, his hand
working overtime on my own dick.  And then he shot.  Which pushed me over
the edge.  A massive dark stain spread out across the leg of his jeans from
where his fat cockhead was spewing cum out at a rate of knots.  My own cum
was powerful and I let out a tiny moan as I unleashed jet after jet of pedo
jizz into Billy's baby hole for the second time.

   Pulling out of the baby I let swarthy guy get a nice dollop of Billy's
ass juices mixed with my cum onto his hand as I sat back down, Kate having
just returned.  Unknown to her I watched as he carefully licked the pedo
cocktail off his hairy hand, smacking his lips as he finished.

   The remainder of the flight passed quickly and soon I was handing Billy
back to his mum and Kate and I said our goodbyes, my dick having said its
own goodbye to Billy when I'd sprayed his insides with my nasty cum.  I
passed through the paranoid minefield of American customs and immigration
and soon was in the Arrivals Hall.

   I felt a hand on my shoulder.  "Nick," said a male voice.  It wasn't a
question.

   I spun round to see swarthy guy stood behind me.  "How the fuck do you
know my name?" I blurted out.

   "It's okay," he said.  "Don't panic.  I'm going to take you to the
ship."

   He gave me a big smile and asked me to follow him.  We left the airport,
but instead of going to the taxi ranks we began walking to an area around
the side of the airport building.  A car sped up and I was bundled in by
swarthy guy, who still hadn't told me his name.

   We raced off onto the highway and swarthy guy began to speak.

   "Nick, my name's Mr.  H.  My real name doesn't matter.  I'm here to take
you to the Pedogogue.  Yes, it really exists my friend and you'll enjoy
everything it has to offer you I'm sure.  I've been following you for some
months now.  Don't be alarmed.  It's standard procedure to ensure your
suitability for our voyages of discovery.  I've also been tracking your
movements online.  You're one nasty fucker Nick, shit, some of the stuff
that gets you off...  well, put it this way, some of those little babies
onboard are gonna be taking it in some extreme ways I reckon.  Normally
we'd do a final character assessment now Nick, on the way to the boat. 
But, as you gave quite a show in the sky, I don't really think that's going
to be necessary.  We also normally offer one last get out clause for those
guys who aren't sure they can go through with it.  Again I don't think
you'll be taking me up on that Nick, will you?"

   "No." I answered him quietly, a little uneasy in this intimidating
environment.  I guessed it was necessary though for confirming the real
pedos from those who just preferred to wank off to a few pictures.

   "So Nick.  I imagine you'll enjoy every aspect of life onboard the
Pedogogue.  She's a great ship...  totally geared up to realising the
desires of the most depraved of pedos.  Pedos like you Nick.  Baby fuckers.
Like me too.  Yeah into raping the tiniest of boys Nick.  Tiny baby boys
Nick...  like little Billy.  Even younger than Billy, Nick, Would you like
that Nick?"

   I nodded.

   "So young Nick that they've barely started to breathe.  Does that get
your pedo cock hard Nick?  Like mine?  Does it Nick?"

   I nodded.  He uncovered his great slab of hard pedcock, still covered in
the remnants of his cum as I licked it clean and swallowed his pedo load
into my throat.  I unbuttoned my jeans.

   "Save it Nick.  Save it for the babies."

   And with that we'd arrived.  I grabbed my bag, light from a lack of
clothes and began to walk up the gangway to the Pedogogue and the
fulfillment of my sickest desires.

   Chapter 2

   Five guys were leaning across the reception desk.  Two were wearing
extremely tight shorts that hugged really fuckable arses, stretched across
their bubble butts like latex.  One of the guys had a baby carrier at his
feet.  Hunched down, next to the carrier, were two well defined blokes in
their late twenties, who I guessed to be crew, as they were dressed in very
crisp and very tight white sailor style uniforms.  They seemed to be making
a fuss of the little tyke nestled inside the carrier, tickling him under
his chin and rubbing the insides of his thighs.  Goose pimples rocketed up
my back.

   Off to the left I noticed a group of four hot looking blokes, shirts off
and chatting.  One of the studs pointed over towards the baby carrier and
then said something.  The others laughed.  He caught my stare and gave me
the thumbs up sign, which I acknowledged with a nervous smile.  He probably
saw straight away that I was a novice at this so I glanced away quickly.

   My eyes wandered, following the goings on of several other guys, some
chatting, some looking at bits of paperwork and one or two with babies in
their arms or in various forms of kiddy-carriers.  Out of the corner of my
eye I noticed one guy with a tiny little mite in his left arm, maybe no
more than 6 weeks old.  He was writing something on a bit of paper and then
gave it to the muscular fella he was chatting to.  Lucky bastard, I
thought!

   There was most definitely a general buzz of excitement about the place.
People moving about, male voices chatting and the odd baby crying.  My cock
was visibly straining and poking through my bloody jeans pocket again. 
This time I didn't try to hide it, letting its beady eye survey the
beautiful surroundings and gaze at the young boys it wanted, needed, to get
to know more intimately.  The bloke with the little newborn walked past me
and copped a good eyeful of my drooling dick.  He glanced back as he walked
off and then turned round, laying the baby horizontally across his forearm,
spreading those tiny legs and giving me and an obvious wink.  A large pearl
of precum formed on the tip of my lewdly exposed cockhead and rolled into
the fabric underneath.

   So, there I was, stood in a large atrium with what looked like two decks
above me and one deck below.  Yeah, they'd done this well, I said to
myself. The place was open and airy and looked pretty respectable too! 
Which made me chuckle as I imagined all the lewd acts that had taken place
here.  And those still waiting to happen.

   "Can I check your documents please?" Bewildered I turn round to see this
lad of about 19 dressed neatly in white.  "Can I check your travel
documents please?" he repeated.

   "Err, yes.  Yes, of course" Came my reply.  I swung my bag round trying
to look cool, but ended up hitting him in the side with it!  Bollocks!

   "First time away with us?" he asked.  I wondered how the fuck he'd
worked that one out!!!

   "Yes," I answered as my cock shrank back, dismayed at having been
recognised as a new guy so easily.  I pulled out some documents and passed
them to him.  He checked them over, running them through a hand held
device, gave me a smile and motioned me towards the reception desk.

   Leaning over the desk, which I realised was designed in such a way as to
force your arse out for everyone to perv on, I was greeted by a burly black
guy, shaved head and sporting a huge bulge in his pants that caught my eye
straight away.  I looked up to meet his face and he winked.

   "What's your name, please, sir?" came his question in a long Louisiana
drawl.  I told him and he hit some buttons on his keyboard, then asked me
for my passport, which he took a copy of.  "Just for security," he
apologized.  "Okay, sir, I see you've never been away with us before.  So
here's the deal.  Basically you need to keep clothed and try to remain as
discreet as you can in the public areas until one hour after the ship has
left port.  After that everyone onboard will be expected to be naked at all
times, unless taking part in an activity requiring some form of clothing.
You're free to use the little ones as you wish, but please check with the
boys' Daddies first.  We had a run of serious mishaps a couple of years
back!" I noticed his cock jerk slightly when he said that.

   "Your cabin is number 35 on deck 3, which is the deck we're on now" he
said, pointing out our location on a ship's plan he thrust in front of me.
"You're sharing with two others from England and they've already checked
in. As it's your first time with us, we'd like to invite you to a welcome
meeting in the Classroom on deck 4 this evening at 7." More scrawling on
the deck plan.  "It'll go through everything you need to know to get the
most enjoyment outta your cruise." He then handed me a whole wad of
leaflets in addition to the map.  "Have a nice day, sir!"

   Glancing at the top leaflet, which stated NEWBORN BOY FUCK PARTY, in big
red letters, my head and cock became slightly dizzy with excitement.  So
dizzy in fact that, as I picked up my bag, I swung around straight into the
guy with the baby carrier!  Oh fuck not again!  "Sorry, mate," I said and
began to ramble some shite about not seeing him.

   "No worries, mate.  It's not every day you get some hot guy bump into
you and your son!" came the response in a thick Australian accent.

   "Errr, I guess not," I chuckled.

   I looked up.  "Nick," I said and offered him my hand.

   He shook it hard.  "Randy.  And this little spunkball is Dickie!"

   Randy stood about 6 foot 2 and was every inch the archetypal Aussie
surfer dude.  Long blond hair, in that perennial wet look they seem to
always have, white vest and very tight day-glo shorts that hid little about
his semi-hard package, but complemented his healthy tan.  Mid 30s I
guessed, a lean body, a smattering of blond hair over his arms and legs. 
Yeah, as things go to walk into, Randy was alright!

   "Hot!" I said.

   "Isn't he just, mate?  He'll be seven months old tomorrow.  Planning a
bit of a party for him tonight as it goes.  This is his second cruise and
my third and I'm hoping we'll have just as much fun as last time.  Hey,
what cabin you in?"

   I glanced down at the bits of paper I was clutching.  "Errr...  35."

   "Excellent mate, I'm in 39, just a few along from you.  Why don't we
walk down together?"

   And so off we went.  One talkative Aussie with his little spunkball in
tow and one nervous as hell Brit!

   "Say, Nick?  This your first cruise?"

   "Yeah," I apologised.

   "No worries, mate, I thought as much.  Listen, you're gonna have a ball.
You wanna say hello to Dickie?  He likes Pom cock."

   "Fuck yeah..." We stopped and Randy ushered us into a little alcove
between two cabins.

   "We shouldn't do this yet, mate," he whispered "so keep it quiet yeah?
I'm horny as fuck...  have been all fucking month.  You wanna show your
meat to my boy?"

   "Shit, mate, errr, yeah!"

   "You got any experience with babies, Nick?"

   "Yeah," I said.

   "Nice one, how many you been with, mate?"

   "Three," I lied.  Why I lied I don't know, but I guess some part of me
thought Randy would fuck off and leave with little Dickie if he thought I
didn't know what I was doing.  And my pedo urges were telling me Dickie
needed to see my dick!

   "Good man!" He'd taken the baby out of the carry cot and we moved
further back into the dimly lit corner of the alcove.  I dropped my bag. 
As my eyes accustomed to the gloom I watched Randy pull down his son's
little red shorts and speedily unfasten the baby's nappy letting them both
fall to the floor.

   He held the little one out towards me.  Needless to say my cock was
straining hard in my jeans once again and I reached down, urgently ripping
the buttons open, letting my newly christened baby fucker, still covered in
Billy's baby ass juices, rise to this new occasion.

   "Nice cock, mate."

   "Cheers," I said, peeling back the foreskin to reveal a thin layer of
cum sticking to the head.

   "Awww...  an' a little cock cheese too man!  Fuck yeah, a man after my
own heart.  Dickie fuckin' loves eating dirty cock cheese, don't you,
baby?"

   I opted not to mention the only reason I had a layer there was due to
fucking a five month old boy on the plane over!

   Then, holding Dickie in his left arm, his hand scooped under the little
ass and his fingers fondling the kiddy's baby cock and hole, Randy
unleashed his own sizeable piece.  And it stank.

   Like really stank.

   I reeled back, not entirely sure what to make of it.

   "Told you you're a man after my own heart didn't I, Nick?  Yeah, I
fucking love cock cheese mate and this little spunkball's gonna learn to
love it, too." Although his cock smelt nasty, my own was straining at the
bit.  The aroma rising from Randy's crotch was intoxicating.  "Been saving
this for a month, Nick...  saving it for Dickie's seven month birthday
party tonight like the ten others I've invited.  Not washed it once in a
month, mate.  Awww, it's ripe isn't it, mate?"

   "It is," I replied.  Randy's meat was beautiful to look at, about seven
inches and perfectly formed as it stretched out straight in front of him, a
smattering of blond pubes at the base.  If a cock could command respect by
its shape, then Randy's was the Major General.  It was heavy, with a few
veins snaking up it, smooth and tanned like the rest of him, the long
foreskin now tucked neatly in folds behind the ridge of his cockhead.  The
head itself was large and bulbous and covered in a thick, white coating. 
Despite the rank smegma layer, his meat was so hot to look at.  It was the
kind of cock that makes guys wanna get down on their knees and worship.

   Randy obviously read my mind.  "Uh, uh," he shook his head, "that's
being saved for Dickie's party.  Sorry."

   "Aww, damn," I thought, instead turning my attention to the baby's naked
lower half, his fresh cock being massaged into a hard-on, as I wondered
exactly what the boy was going to make of getting all that in his mouth in
just a few hours' time.  I thought I might like to find out!

   I slowly worked my foreskin over and off my cockhead again, as a slow
wave of pleasure lapped across the sensitive skin there.  The benefits of a
thick foreskin, eh!  "He want it?" I asked, full well knowing the answer.

   "Too fucking right, mate" came the reply.  Randy knelt down in front of
my dripping pedo meat and pushed the boy's tiny face towards my piss hole.
The baby instinctively turned his head away from my leaky dick leaving a
trail of slime across his red cheek.  "Cute!"

   With that Randy grabbed his kid's head in one hand and forced it onto my
cock.

   "Oh, Jesus fucking Joseph!" I whispered as Dickie's little throat
struggled to take my fat eight inches, his lips splayed wide and straining
about three inches down the shaft.  It felt intense as fuck.  I can only
describe it as the same sensation as you might get from sticking your hard
cock into the attachment of a vacuum cleaner!  Not that you'd know what
that's like...  but you're considering trying it now, aren't you?  The
force on my meat was massive...  his tiny throat muscles, in their
desperate attempt to get air into his throat were working overtime,
massaging every little fold and ridge of my cock.

   If you've never had your cock inside a baby's throat, well, man, you
really need to try and make it happen for you as soon as fucking possible.
It's so much better than an adult's...  their tiny airways really suck down
hard.  Because it's so tight, the feeling on your pedo meat drives it crazy
taking it almost over the edge, but because of the tightness, it constricts
the flow up your cock and stops you from physically cumming.  Instead
you're left with the most amazing drawn out climaxes you can imagine as cum
churns up from your balls, shooting through your cock, but never able to
get out the end, leaving your dick spasming in a state of extended penis
frenzy!

   As Dickie struggled with my oversized dummy down his windpipe and
started turning red, then blue, Randy was wanking his own heavy seven
inches hard.  The stench from his cock was making me slightly queasy yet I
couldn't help but be intrigued and intoxicated by this Aussie who intended
on having his son eat a load of ripe cocks that evening for his seven month
birthday.  The sheer craziness as well as the truly nasty nature of what he
wanted to do with his kid had my balls working overtime.

   "Fuck his throat, mate!" Randy whispered hoarsely, bringing me out of my
thoughts.  He was evidently loving the sight of his little one getting a
throatful of English pedo cock.  "Fuck it hard!"

   I didn't want to let my new friend down, especially one whose baby was
currently lodged onto my perverted fuck tool, so I took a deep breath and
gave him a show.

   Grabbing little Dickie by the ears, I slowly pulled back slightly out of
his throat allowing the little one to take a much needed breath, followed
by a piercing wail, whilst I drizzled precum onto his tongue.  Steadying
myself and counting to three I forced myself back in.  Hard.  His tiny
throat expanding around my burning cockhead as it ploughed its way in, his
muscles reacting fast to clamp down, but not before I'd got in slightly
further than before.  I roughly rotated my hips and tensed my meat down his
gullet.  Then, pulling back again, I repeated the process.  And again.  And
again.

   And again.

   Each time a fucking beautiful baby scream followed by me ramming my lust
crazed cock down its throat.  Each time getting slightly further than
before.  Each time bringing me closer and closer to ejecting my third load
of the day into a baby.  Horny wasn't the word.

   And then I looked down at his cute little face and noticed a slight
split in the corner of Dickie's tiny mouth.  A drop of blood had collected
in a small pool before it trickled down his chin.  Clearly the baby was in
agony.  I looked up into his Dad's pedo-daemon-crazed eyes.  They were
hungry.  He was sweating heavily.  His seven aussie inches were jerking all
by themselves as he placed his hands on the back of the little one's head
and pushed his son down further.

   Dickie started thrashing violently on my knob.  The blood which had
formed in the corner of his mouth had now worked its way down the small
portion of my shaft that was outside the confines of his throat and was
trickling through my bright red bush.  My balls pulled up tight.  My dick
became ten times harder.  The trigger pulled back.  I knew it would only be
seconds.  I looked at Randy who started shooting jizz out in all
directions, but most of it over Dickie's head so it trickled down his
forehead, into his eyes and onto my meat.

   I came.  And hard.  Despite the fact that my pedo sperm was gushing up
my shaft, the tight confines of the baby's throat held it in check.  My
orgasm lasted some two minutes, my cum trying to expel itself through the
piss slit, but finding the way ahead closed.  Eventually, as the feeling
began to overwhelm me and my knees buckled I pulled back.  The millisecond
my cockhead was out of his throat, it was flooding his mouth with gallon
after gallon of fresh home-made pedo formula baby milk.

   Poor Dickie just couldn't keep it all down as it dribbled in thick
gloopy strands from his mouth mixing with a little blood to turn a pink-ish
colour.  He was crying now as Randy held him in his arms, desperate to wipe
his crusty, but freshly coated cock over his kid's lips.  But also
resisting the urge, knowing that another load would add to the build-up of
cheese for his son to eat up later on.

   I took a deep breath and let out a silent whistle.

   Randy started laughing as he fingered his foreskin back over his cheesy
knob-end.

   "What?" I asked.

   "You know that's against the rules, mate.  We could both be thrown off
the ship right now if they caught us...  fuck, we've not even set sail
yet!"

   "Shit...  yeah I know."

   "Hot, though, wasn't it, mate?"

   "Fucking hell yeah.  Your baby's got a wicked throat Randy...  cheers!
You ever fuck his other hole?"

   "I certainly fucking do, mate...  it's fucking bonzer too.  You wanna
try him for size on your Pom cock sometime?"

   "Mate, I'd be honoured!  I bet he's a great little fuck.  Any chance I
can see it, mate?"

   Randy spread his kid's legs and held his open hole up to my face.  I
lightly caressed the well puckered entrance with my tongue as the baby
quivered.  Then, with trembling fingers I lewdly felt up the baby hole
before me.

   "Feel that hole, Nick.  He's a really good fuck.  Would love to let you
do him sometime, mate.  Let's hook up again soon."

   "Yeah I'd like that, mate."

   "Wanna see you fuck him balls deep, Nick, too, mate!  I'm in cabin 39
yeah.  Remember it, mate.  Stop by this evening if you like.  It's gonna be
fun!"

   I groaned, knowing that this dirty Australian surfer wasn't lying. 
"Yeah," I said.  "I will." And with that we went our separate ways.  I
picked up my bag and staggered off to find my cabin, wondering how much
more baby sex I could have before the day was out.

   Reaching the door of cabin 35 I paused, put the key in the lock, took a
deep breath, turned it and pushed.

   Like everything else on this cruise, the cabin looked fucking fantastic.
Decorated in deep colours a large full length window led onto a balcony
outside.  There was a big floor to ceiling mirror on one wall with a door
next to it.  Two double beds lay opposite that, and interestingly, there
was a cot in between them.  A wall came out at right angles to one corner
with another closed door on one side.  I took this to be the bathroom.  A
wardrobe with the door ajar complemented the scene whilst two open bags sat
on the floor in front of it.  A laptop and webcam was wired up on the desk.

   I threw my bag down onto one of the beds and noticed a kid's plastic toy
in the cot.  I reached down, picked it up and sniffed it.  It smelt fucking
horny.  Shoving my hand down my jeans, I rubbed my index finger into my
foreskin coating it in the lingering cockjuice and then wiped the nectar
onto the plastic toy.  I spat on it and laid it back on the blanket. 
Walking over to the door next to the mirror I tried the handle, but it was
locked.  I made my way towards the wardrobe and bent down to have a flick
through the open bags.

   The first contained a couple of pairs of shorts and t-shirts, some sun
cream and a digital camera.  The second was far more interesting to my
inner pedo: two packs of baby nappies, a couple of romper suits and a half
filled baby bottle were hidden inside.  My dick stiffened.  That definitely
wasn't baby milk in the bottle!  Well, not the kind you can buy at the
shops anyway!  Sweet!

   So, it appeared I was sharing my cabin with a Dad and son then.  I
wasn't sure how many more times I'd be able to keep getting hard today, but
there was no problem yet so I let my cock lead the way.

   Unfastening the buttons on the fly, I hauled my lengthening meat out and
pulled back the skin that was sticking slightly to the head now.  Picking
up a little red romper suit and holding it up to my cockhead, I let it
dribble a little precum onto the fabric.  Then, holding it up to my face I
sniffed the crotch.  Fucking divine!  Better than any stupid gay
aftershave, I let my senses breath in the baby musk lingering on the
material, extending my tongue out to lick it.

   "You okay, mate?"

   I froze.

   The voice continued, "You okay, mate?"

   I slowly peeled the little red romper suit off my face and lowered it to
my red pubes, covering my cock in the process, which somehow managed to
find its way into one of the sleeves.

   In the doorway to the bathroom stood a guy, who I presumed to be my
cabin-buddy, and the father of the baby whose clothes I'd just been
violating.  He looked to be about late 30s, with neat brown hair, a light
smattering of stubble over his jaw-line and a visible tuft of brown hair
poking over the top of his white vest.  Solid calves extended down from his
denim shorts and I guessed him to be about 5'10 tall with broad shoulders
and a slightly stocky build.  Not fat though...  just typically blokey.

   In his right arm was a little chap wearing nothing but a white nappy.  I
took it to be his romper suit that was laying across my cock, the shaft
poking down one arm.

   There was an awkward silence for about 10 seconds that felt like 10
hours as we slowly weighed each other up.  His eyes looked me up and down,
trying to work me out, my pedo penis lewdly poking out of his baby son's
romper suit arm.  Meanwhile I noticed his own package start firming out in
his shorts.

   He gave me a hesitant smile...  "It's Nick," I said.  "Listen, sorry
about this," pointing down at my cock.  "I just couldn't help myself,
fella."

   "It's okay, mate.  In your shoes I'd've probably done the same." He
chuckled...  making his way out of the door.  "The name's Mark...  and this
is my eight month old son, Charlie.  And yes, it is his romper suit that
you've got your cock in!"

   "Sorry, mate," I repeated as I put my dick away and went and sat down on
one of the beds.  Mark placed Charlie carefully into the cot, where the
baby started shaking the rattle that I'd previously gobbed all over and
then came over to stand in front of me.

   "Seriously it's cool.  I mean, it's not like either of us don't know why
we've come on this cruise is it?"

   "No...  it's just, well this is my first time on anything like this...
and well...  fuck mate, I only actually went with a baby for the first time
today."

   "Well, Nick," Mark said, "it's my first time here too...  so I guess
we'll learn together yeah?" He held out his hand.  "Deal?"

   "Deal," I replied.  There's nothing like a good male handshake to clear
the air between two guys, to get them set on the right footing together. 
Especially when they're both sharing a cabin on a baby fucking cruise for
pedos and one of the guys has an eight month old son to play with.

   "So, what's your story then, Nick?" he asked as he cracked open a beer
for each of us before sitting down next to me.  "What caused you to end up
here?"

   So I told him.  Recounting all the actions that had led me to that
point. How I'd trawled FreeNet trying to find the link, how I'd almost shot
my load when I finally happened on the page, how I'd fucked Billy's little
baby hole on the plane over and how I'd just shot my third pedo load of the
day down Dickie's throat.  Mark seemed impressed, his paedophile penis
straining hard in his shorts.  At the point where I was describing how I
got my own cock into Billy's tiny hole on the plane, he had to let his
Daddy cock free, all seven inches pointing straight up to the ceiling as
precum oozed from the tip and ran down the sides.

   Then he told me his own tale.  How he'd always been into really young
boys, even before Charlie was born.  How he'd been chatting to a couple of
pedos for years until he finally plucked up the courage to show his baby
son to one of them on cam...  no funny business mind, just showing him off
as the pedo wanked back at him.  Then, how one night he'd agreed that the
pedo could visit him and meet the baby, describing how they wanked each
other off over Charlie's baby lips, spraying their hot adult jizz all over
the tiny boy's face.  He told me how his mate then opened up the world of
FreeNet to him, telling him about a cruise he'd been on the previous year
and directing Mark to the same pages that had so excited me.  He told me
how his baby had never been fucked, how he was still an ass virgin lying in
the cot before us, but how he was desperate to get his Daddy cock, and the
cocks of other pervs, up inside it.  Deep.  And hard.  And how that was the
prime motivation for him coming on the cruise.

   My dickleak was streaming down my meaty shaft and into my pubes.  "Well
Mark...  you know there's one pedo here who'd be honoured to help you and
your sexy son out."

   "Yeah?  Well I intend him to get well and truly opened up on this
cruise, but I gotta be careful too...  his Mum's at home and I want to do
this right."

   "Oh!" Mark looked at me, sensing a little dismay in my voice.  "Well...
at your own pace mate.  I can respect your wishes fella."

   "Good...  I mean, I want him opened up good, but...  well...  you
know..."

   "Well I reckon you'll get your wish for sure mate.  Here, look at some
of these leaflets about what goes on on this thing."

   And with that we began to pore over the handful of information we'd both
been given on arrival, our pervy cocks dripping heavier and heavier as we
spoke aloud each piece of information:

   THE TATTOO ROOM.  Get you or your boy down to our very own pedo
tattooist on Deck 5.  Archie's a nasty fucker with a mean streak and thinks
nothing of inking anyone up with some pervy designs, man or boy.  Or baby
for that matter!  If you or your little one want a lifetime's memento of
your experience with us then there's nothing better than one of Archie's
sick pedo pieces of artwork.  Or how about a sexy PA in your baby's little
cock?  Drop by and have a chat to the man himself.  All kids tattooed or
pierced for free!

   PEDO CINEMA & DARKROOM.  Showing only the best, highest quality (no
grainy vids here) baby fuck flicks 24 hours a day for the duration of your
baby fuck cruise, this is the place to sit down, get your cock hard and
figure out some new ideas from world's hottest pedo porn stars.  And when
it all gets too much, well there's a handy doorway leading straight into
the darkroom.  Search out a little one in there and put what you've just
seen on screen into practise in real life.  You know you fuckin' want to.
Plus all the films we show are available to buy in the onboard shop so you
don't need to miss a thing.  If you'd like to register you or your baby to
take part in some hardcore pedo films then fill in a registration form at
Reception on Deck 3.

   THE NET CAFÉ.  Hooked up to our secure, impenetrable servers, chat and
cam online to your pervy mates back home and show them what a great time
you're having onboard.  Sit a little one on your cock and they'll wish they
were here too!

   OUTDOOR PLAY AREA.  Great for adults and babies alike.  This area
outside on Deck 6 by the top pool is a great place to soak up the sunshine,
meet a few fellow peds, fuck a few little ones and generally while away the
daytime hours.  There are slings rigged up suitable for adults and babies,
including newborns, as well as a variety of oversized toys for you to try
out on yourself or the nearest tiny hole.  Our giant moulded dildos are a
popular daytime hang-out on this cruise.  You can guarantee that there'll
be at least one baby planted securely onto one of these huge latex
phalluses with a crowd gathered round spraying their man cum all over the
little mite.  This is a great place to meet new guys and work out the best
places to spend your evenings.

   THE THEATRE.  Starring hot pedo porn stars and cute little babies,
settle in for some live baby-fucking action right in front of your eyes. 
Watch the hugest monster pedo cocks disappear up inside little newborn
holes as the pro's share every moment with you...  and your baby.  Hell...
they may even want you to join in!  Check by Reception to see what's going
on every night.

   THE BABY PIT.  One of the most popular places onboard.  Situated in a
corner of the Main Bar, drop by and check out what hot little fuckers are
on offer.  If you're a Dad and have your baby with you, then we actively
encourage you to leave your little one at the Pit for extended periods. 
Not only will you get some free time to seek out other tiny boy holes, but
you can be sure when you pick your son up, he'll have been thoroughly raped
and molested by God only knows who!  Single guys, couples or groups are all
welcome to borrow a baby from the Pit for a specified period of time.

   THE PLAYROOMS.  Why not hire one of our six onboard playrooms together
with a few mates?  Take a baby (not necessarily your own) and have some fun
in whatever way you want.  Deep fucking, pain, beatings, torture, snuff...
whatever your thing, you're sure to find at least one other hot guy sharing
your deepest, darkest fantasies.  Live them out together in the privacy of
one of our private and fully kitted out rooms.  Some of our demonstrations
and workshops also take place in the Playrooms...  check by Reception for
details.

   Mark groaned.  I glanced up at him and then looked out of the window
onto the balcony and noticed we'd already set sail.  Mark followed my gaze.

   "Fuck me, Nick, this is really going to happen isn't it?  Charlie's
really going to get his ass drilled isn't he?"

   "Oh, for sure mate...  count on it." I winked at him, a little glint in
my eye, my dripping meat twitching and telling me it was a dead fucking
cert that it was gonna get to know the inside of Charlie's fuck hole
intimately.  My eyes travelled down to Mark's own rock hard penis.  It was
lewdly exposed out of his shorts, within firing distance of his baby son
just a few feet away.  He started reading the next leaflet out loud as I
went across to the wardrobe and started rummaging around inside.

   WELCOME MEETING.  We're glad you could make it on our pedo cruise
brother.  We're sure you'll have the best baby raping time of your life. 
To help you get the most out of your trip with us we'd like to invite you
to a welcome meeting with other first timers this evening at 7.  We'll go
through all the basics and give you all the info you'll need.  If you've
got your baby son with you then bring him along too.  It'll be a great
opportunity for your little lad to meet a few other guys too!  In fact
we're pretty sure it'll be his first time in a room with so many raging
hard pedo cocks!  If you've not got a baby with you then this'll be the
perfect chance to meet a few Dads who have...  it's a virtual certainty
you'll get to spray your filthy load all over one or two too, so it really
is worthwhile attending.

   Mark looked up...  "We're so going to that" he said.  "You coming?"

   "Try and stop me mate.  Try and stop me!" I turned round to face him
square on, holding two dildos in my hands, which I'd found in one of the
drawers.  They were obscenely huge, about fifteen inches long apiece.  One
was black, fat and knobbly, with an enormous bulbous head on it.  The other
was made of thinner, harder plastic and was pink with a switch at the base.
I flicked it and it started secreting lube from the tip.  "Phwoar...  look
at this mate!" I said moving promptly over to the bed.

   "Oh fuck Nick" Mark said, standing up to get a better look, his erect
knob hitting my jeans and dribbling precum onto them.  "Let's show Charlie
yeah?" a naughty look in his eye.

   Good thinking mate." We each stood either side of the cot, our
paedophile penises poking through the bars towards the semi-naked baby
laying on his back sound asleep.  The scene was silent save for the
whirring of the dildo that was steadily streaming warmed KY jelly from the
opening at the top, running down the sides into my clenched palm at the
base.

   I watched as Mark leaned over Charlie, his cock momentarily leaving the
confines of the cot as he did so.  I thrust my own forward as if to
compensate for the lack of pedo presence in the baby's sleeping space.  The
tip of my pulsing meat grazed the baby's hand coating it in a thick, sticky
substance.  Mark continued to pull off Charlie's nappy and quickly the tiny
baby was bare-assed, two nasty perverts exposing themselves above him.

   "Fucking nice." My voice echoed breaking the silence.  Mark reached out
and took the pink dildo from me and ran it over his son's naked body.  He
spelt out the words PEDO BABY in KY across the miniature chest laying
before us.

   "I so want him fucked Nick." Mark whispered, almost desperation in his
voice I thought.

   "He'll get fucked mate.  I'm sure of it." I replied in equally hushed
tones.  "Plus you've got me to help you now."

   "That a deal?"

   "Deal." And, for the second time since we'd met, we shook hands.  Only
this time our handshake was reinforced with spit mixed with a little KY and
a healthy portion of pedo precum.

   We both looked down at the infant.  At eight months old he was the
biggest naked baby I'd seen so far that day, but compared to the two adult
paedophiles in the room, he was tiny.  Our cocks were massive against him
and the dildos being caressed up and down his baby parts were even bigger.
Mark began to rub the now soaked one over Charlie's hole and perineum.  As
the dildo vibrated against his son's ass, the tot woke up with a start. 
His cock began to get visibly harder until he was sporting a full on baby
erection.  I lightly tapped the top of it with the big black dildo, whilst
our cocks lay on his shuddering little legs, coating them in thick pedo
fuckslop.

   "You ever exposed his little cockhead?" I whispered.

   "N,o" came the almost silent reply as Mark concentrated his energies on
making his son's ass lips realise how good they could feel for the job they
were meant for.  He looked me straight in the eye.  "Do it!"

   I obliged.  I eagerly took his tiny little dick between my right
forefinger and thumb.  It was very hard, like a small nail, but lukewarm to
touch.  Not like the burning heat emanating from the adult pricks touching
his naked skin.  Gripping the skin firmly I pulled downwards in a swift
motion.

   It was harder than I thought.  I really had to apply some force, but one
more strong movement and the skin came away with a slight tearing sound. 
Charlie let out the most high pitched, shrill scream I think I'd ever heard
up to that point in my entire life.  My cock jerked at the sound.  Mark's
seemed to gain extra girth as his piss hole opened and let out a wide
dollop of precum onto the baby's leg.

   The boy's newly exposed cockhead was all wrinkled and pure white.  I ran
my index finger over it roughly and then bent down with my tongue out ready
to lick the end.  Only the fresh air on his newly exposed knob, coupled
with the vibrations on his infant hole must've been too much for him to
take, because he suddenly started pissing.  And started pissing it fucking
everywhere.  But mostly into my face.  And a heck of a lot into my open
mouth.  Suddenly Mark was down next to me, keen to get a taste of the sweet
baby piss himself.  As the boy's Daddy I naturally gave way to him as he
guzzled down his son's piss.

   Grabbing the thick, black dildo I lubed it up with some of the KY mixed
with a handful of mine and Mark's dickleak.  Then, placing it against my
hole I forced it in.  I thought it was gonna be a stuggle to get the fat
head past my ring piece, but I was so turned on from the day's proceedings
and my arse crack was so wet that, mixed with all the lube, it penetrated
my pedo fuck hole with ease.  I let out a whimper and began to fuck it up
into my guts, in and out, stretching my ring and adding to the horny
thoughts running through my brain.

   Meanwhile I picked up the leaking vibrator and pushed it against the
Charlie's hole, rubbing the lube into the twitching hairless crack.  The
vibrations from the dildo were causing the skin around his arse-cheeks to
shudder and shake, small amounts of KY being deposited around the entrance
to his super tight fuck chute.  All the while Matt's tongue was lashing his
son's hard baby cocklet, the infant's legs kicking up and down and little
cries coming from his open mouth.  I grabbed one ankle and stretched the
leg up, pulling open the baby's anal area, giving me better access to his
virgin hole.  Twisting the vibrator round and round I managed to work the
tiniest bit of the tip into his arse.

   Instantly the baby stopped moving and lay very still.  Then, all of a
sudden, he began crying harder as he was totally overwhelmed by all the
sensations washing over his infant genitals.  He started to shake
violently. Mark prised himself off Charlie's prick and began shooting
volley after volley of thick, pervy adult cum onto his son.  His baby.  Who
was going through his first ever dry cum.  And what a fucking first baby
cum to have.  It was violent and heavy.  At one point he physically bounced
off the bars to the cot as I added my own sick load to the mess that was
coating his body, mixing with the piss and cum of his father - the very
sperm that had created him.

   As we got our breath back, Mark laying flat out on the bed, Charlie in
tears covered in cum and me, well I was leaning on the cot panting like a
dog; I noticed the room was getting darker.  Looking out the window the sun
was setting in the distance across the ocean and we were both caked in
sweat.  I sniffed my armpit.  It was fairly ripe.  In doing so my eyes
noticed the clock on the wall.  Five to Seven.

   SHIT!  "The welcome meeting starts in five minutes mate."

   Instant call to action.  Dicks shoved back into jeans, quick change of
vest, one nappy quickly applied to baby, no time for other clothes, and we
were out the door, racing to reach the Classroom.  We burst through the
door in the nick of time, taking the last two seats at the back of the room
filled with about thirty five guys and approximately ten little babies, of
which I guessed Charlie was amongst the oldest.

   As we sat down, struggling to catch our breath, a door at the other end
of the room opened and a hot looking guy of about 40 walked in.  He was
broad, with a skinhead and was wearing the same skintight white sailor suit
that the other staff seemed to all be wearing.  The room went quiet.

   "Welcome to the Pedogogue men....  and little ones!  My name's Pete and
I'm one of the Buddies onboard.  If you have any questions, problems or
just need some ideas then come and find one of us at Reception.  There's
always one of us there and we'll help you out anyway we can.

   "So...  it's good to see so many new faces.  We all know why you're here
so no need to be shy anymore fellas.  We're all paedophiles onboard and as
long as you're on this ship, you don't need to hide who you are to anyone.
And also anything goes...  and yeah, that really does mean anything. 
Actually, we're all a certain type of pedo...  we're all into baby boys. 
How fucking hot is that guys?  It gets me fucking boned just looking at
some of these little cuties."

   With that he stroked a little boy in blue pyjamas' cheek who was sat in
the front row with his Daddy.  Pete grabbed his large bulge at the same
time.

   He continued.  "Some of you may have already been with one or more
infants.  Others maybe none.  That doesn't matter, we guarantee that each
and every one of you will fuck some baby hole before we return to port in
ten days time.  OK...  to get things underway...  the first main rule is
that everyone is naked all the time." He looked at his watch.  "Starting
from now guys."

   As if on cue there was an announcement over the PA system saying that we
were an hour from shore and that everyone should now get naked.

   Ok then guys" Peter started back up again "from now on it's compulsory
for everyone to be naked at all times.  We prefer it if the babies are
naked as much as possible too.  We feel it's important for them to begin to
learn, however young, about being naked around paedophile men.  Obviously
we appreciate that it's just not always possible, but we encourage it.  So
fellas...  let's be rid of our clothes and let the little ones see how
excited they make us.  I suggest you get yourselves naked before any
babies, it's important for each baby to fully appreciate all these hot
cocks."

   And with that he started to strip.  And everyone else followed him. 
Mark put Charlie onto the chair and stood up to get his shorts and vest
off. I followed suit, pushing my jeans to the floor and feeling totally
liberated in the company of all these naked baby fuckers.  There were guys
of all different ages in the room, from late teens through to early sixties
I'd guess.  Most guys were in the late twenties to mid forties bracket
though and, as I looked around the room, every one of them was sporting a
proud paedophile erection.  The cocks were all shapes and sizes, some big,
some small, fat, thin, tapered, big heads, cut, uncut, dripping, dry,
curved, straight, veiny or smooth, each one different, but each guy proud
of his erect infant raping dick.

   A guy next to Mark leant over and copped a good look at Charlie, his
cock beginning to drool as he noticed the baby covered in fresh spunk.

   "He's cute" he said to Mark, whilst the baby's Daddy was pulling off his
little nappy.

   "Cheers, mate, he's called Charlie and I'm Mark."

   "This is my son Oliver and I'm Phil" he said holding up a naked boy,
legs astride the guy's wide and veiny shaft.  The infant looked very young
indeed.  "He's three months...  errr fancy a drink after this?"

   Mark looked at me.  "Go for it mate" I said, reassuring him, "I'm
invited to Randy's cabin."

   "Yeah ok then."

   "Great!" And Phil turned back to face the front of the room.

   Peter, now naked with a huge erect penis maybe ten inches long jutting
out wildly in front of his muscular torso, began talking again.

   "That's great, fellas.  It's always hot to see lots of erect adult cocks
around little tots!  Now that we've got that sorted, I'll tell you a bit
more.  If you're a Dad, and there's ten of you here that are, then we'd ask
that you are as liberal as possible when it comes to sharing your baby out.
If you're not comfortable then just say no.  And the rest of you...  a no
does mean no!  However, we hope you'll push both your own and the babies'
boundaries whilst you're with us.

   "Now, we also have some workshops and classes for you to try.  You can
find out more about these at the Reception, but basically they aim to teach
you new skills.  You'll find workshops such as First Time Fucking, Baby
Piss Fucking, Dad & Son Workshop, Baby Torture, Introducing Your Baby To
Orgies, How To Get Your Baby To Take Monster Cocks, Introducing Your Baby
to K9 along with many others.

   "There are also lots of parties, like the Newborn Fuck Party, Dad Swap
Party, Baby Bondage Party, The Baby Fuck Olympics, Baby Piss Party and lots
more...  again all details are found at Reception.  Also, don't forget that
there are twenty-five boys under two months old onboard called Golden
Babies.  You'll know this by the golden wristband they'll be wearing. 
These little fuckers are there for your pure enjoyment - no limits. 
They're finders' keepers and if you are lucky enough to find one then bring
him down to Reception and we'll sort out all the paperwork so you can take
him home legally.

   "Ok...  now fellas for those of you with or without experience...  if
you come across a baby you like the look of such as this one.  Yes he's a
cutie.  Can I?  Thank you Sir.  How old is he?  Four months?  Lovely.  He's
sure to make your cock a bit excitable.  Can you all see how I'm starting
to drip?  No?  OK fellas...  gather round at the front...  closer... 
better?  Great.

   "Now, you can all see he's making me drip and if I pull my foreskin back
all the way you can see he's got my cockhead extremely agitated and bright
purple with excitement.  That's totally understandable.  Oh it looks like
you're the same over there!  Oh, and you as well Sir.  Now then...  you're
going to want to rape his little baby hole.  It's a natural feeling, but
see how his hole is so small and tight?  You see that guys?  Great.  Well
looking closely I can see by his puckered hole this little mite has already
been opened up, but he's still going to be a tight fit on my knob.

   "So...  if you look around the ship, you'll notice these handy little
pots all around, like this one here.  They're full of lube or Crisco and
there's plenty about, so you'll never be caught out.

   "Now, if you get a handful like this and rub it into the little one's
crack....  like this...  you'll soon get it nice and moist enough to slip a
finger or two inside.  That's it fellas, feel free to do the same with your
boys...  let the guys standing next to you have a go too...  that's it. 
Yes that's it mate, push your finger into his hole...  fantastic.

   "What's that?  That one's taken three?  Excellent.  Don't worry if they
start crying fellas...  just keep going.  Your pedo lust is more important.

   "Now...  you see how this one's hole is nicely lubed up?...  Ok, if I
just line the head of my cock up there and push....  aaahhh....  nice....
fuck yes...  let that scream out baby....  oooh yeah, look your Daddy's
just cum...  that's right fella rub some onto his face.

   "OK, now pulling out n pushing in...  yes you see that mate?  Go on...
yes you can touch the join...  oh...  you're cumming too...  yeah shoot it
over his arse man.

   "You guys in the corner...  good men...  that's it, fuck that little
one's hole good...  nice...  now swap him over...  get your cock in him
mate.  How old is he?  Six months?  Who's the Dad?  Well done fella... 
push him down on that pedo meat...  excellent work...  what's that?  You
want everyone here to push into his hole?  Great idea...  ok men...  line
up against the wall there and get your pedo cocks nice and hard.

   I looked up from where I was stood next to Mark.  He was holding
Charlie's head at crotch level and four guys plus myself were wanking into
the baby's tear stained face.  He was pretty agitated, but looked so cute
with all that cock on his lips and cheeks, leaving sticky trails over him.
Mark put his son down on a chair and we joined the rest of the guys lined
up against the long wall.

   What happened next defied belief.  Basically thirty five men with big
fuck off pedo erections all lined up against the wall.  I looked down the
line and some cocks were huge.  Besides Pete's thick ten incher, one looked
to be over twelve inches long and another couple looked impossibly fat and
meaty.  The Dad of this tiny six month old then proceeded to work him down
the line of men, taking time to fully work his baby son's talented arse
onto each and every cock there.  Deep.  Full depth.  Down to the balls.

   The tiny baby was really getting thrust down good and hard on each cock
as the dad made sure his little one was properly opened up.  I couldn't
fucking believe how such a small boy could take all those dicks to the hilt
until each guy spunked what must have been a massive load up his thoroughly
molested hole.  Several guys came before they even got the chance to fuck
up into his guts although that didn't stop anyone waiting his turn.  My own
knobend was tingling, but managed to refrain from firing its load too soon.

   Some of the men were shouting words of encouragement to the guy as he
pushed n pulled his six month old cock slut up and down each guy's hard
fuck stick.  When he reached the guy with twelve inches everyone went quiet
and waited.  The tiny boy had already pissed and staggered through about
four dry cums by now.  The sexual energy in the room was almost at boiling
point as he lined his baby's visibly dripping fuck hole up against the
enormous appendage.  Without a moment's hesitation he pushed his son down
hard and, with a blood-curdling scream, all twelve inches were rammed up
deep inside the baby's bowels.

   Fuck knows where that cock went, but it definitely went up, gasps of
amazement filling the room.  The guy managed around thirty seconds of
sustained baby raping before his fine cock began shooting a thick steady
stream of man cum into the baby's battered hole.  Next was Pete's thick
dong, which easily slid up the wet fuck chute, now sloppy with the loads of
about twenty horny pedos.  Pete successfully molested the six month fuck
toy for around five full minutes, getting the cute boy all wide open and
sending his body through two extremely hard dry cums, during which Pete let
the boy hang off his cock, the baby's shaking body bringing waves of
pleasure to his adult penis.

   Soon the little body was held in front of my own dripping piece of meat.
The little mite's hole looked red and sore, and he'd long since given up
crying, realising his protestations had only made the severity of the rape
continue harder.  I ran my pulsing cockhead around the rim of the puffy
hole.  It was easily as wide as a coke can, although closing slowly, and I
could see right inside the cum filled depths of his arse.  It looked
obscene.

   I placed my hot cockhead inside the opening and let his ring close down
over it as my shaft twitched this way and that.  The dad's own cock had a
huge strand of precum that was hanging out of his piss hole and hitting the
baby's ball sac, then running down his perineum to lube the shaft of my
cock as I began to move it inside.

   Hard or gentle?  I thought to myself.  I smirked and rammed my meat in
to the hilt.  The cummy mix inside his raping-hole felt like silk on my
rock hard dick and, grabbing the boy's waist in both hands, I jack-hammered
his body down repeatedly onto my lust crazed knob.  Looking around in a
sweat filled haze, I could see the other guys stood watching, shouting
words of support to me as my mind got lost in my hard pedo full depth baby
fuck.  Back and forth, over the ridge of my cock head, down to my bright
red pubes, ragging this tiny baby, taking me to the point of no return, the
point where my jizz was rising from my balls, coursing through the shaft
and exploding out, out into the confines of this baby's wide open, very cum
filled arse.

   And so the welcome meeting continued, until every single one of those
nasty pedos had spunked a nice big load deep into that baby's hole.  All of
the other boys were defiled too of course, but none so fully.  Some were
fucked, others ate cum and some received hot spunky facials.  As the
meeting wound up, I noticed Mark picking a very cummy Charlie up and
heading off with his new-found friend and his equally cum laden three month
old.  Sweet, I thought to myself.

   However, I had other places to go.  Cabin 39 to be more precise, and a
date with a hot Aussie, a couple of his pervy mates and his cock-cheese
eating baby.  As I reached the door to his cabin I could hear the cries of
little Dickie from inside.  My mind raced as I imagined what depravities
the boy might be enduring.  I knocked firmly on the door twice and shuffled
my feet.  My naked body was caked in sweat from the day's events and my
cock was starting to reek.  I imagined Randy would approve.  My cock edged
towards half mast.

   The door opened and there stood Randy, his big cheese-laden cock
stretched out before him and he ushered me in.  Behind him were ten guys,
all fit as fuck and sporting large erections.  Each of them had evidently
followed Randy's instructions and refrained from washing their genitals for
quite some time as the room was bathed in a heavy scent of dirty man cock.
Underneath them, on a mat, lay little seven month old Dickie.  He was well
and truly caked in these guys' thick smegma.  In his eyes, up his nose,
round his lips and on his hard baby cock, which was being thoroughly
tweaked and teased by one of the men.

   My cock reared up full in front of my body, eager to get closer to the
little baby.  In doing so the foreskin retracted to leave my own crop of
cheese visible on the head.

   Phwoar mate" said Randy, clearly impressed, "we were just about to fuck
the little spunkball, but, hey look at this guys!  What say we get Dickie
sucking on some Pom cheese first?" With obvious consent from the gathered
pedos, Dickie was brought up to me, his mouth placed over my cock as his
toothless gums clamped down onto my nasty meat.  I closed my eyes and let
him gorge on my cock, feeding off the morsels that had gathered inside my
piss hole and under the folds of my foreskin.

   I embraced my paedophilic urges and reflected on my first amazing day.
Yet this was just the start.

   Chapter 3

   It started sniffing round the tight hole that had been laid open before
it, spread-eagle across the bench.  The hole itself was being held securely
open by two blokes, each boasting a hard and dripping ten inch cock.  Both
cocks were like mirror images of each other, solid, heavy, thick and
heavily veined.  They could almost have belonged to brothers.

   One of the owners of these prime pieces of meat was the father of the
two month old baby whose hole was being gently nuzzled.  The other cock
belonged to the owner of the Great Dane, whose wet, black nose was getting
the infant's arse all slick and sticky.

   The two month old's face soon began to get as wet as his groin, as the
two guys' dicks dripped steadily onto the boy's lips in long, thick
strands. Meanwhile, the dog's rough tongue began lapping up the salty, pedo
cum that had been recently deposited in the kid's fuck chute.

   The scent of sex hung heavy in the air and was quickly picked up by the
Great Dane, it's own cock becoming visible and growing until it hung down,
out of its sheath, hard, pink, wet and very visibly excited.  The tip was
secreting dog precum in anticipation of what was now inevitable.  The Great
Dane's master, reaching underneath the dog's lithe body, grabbed hold of
the pink and white mottled cock, that was dangling down a good eight or
nine inches.  He steadily massaged it with his hand to get it extra hard.

   The dog growled.

   Then it jumped up, so that its front legs were balanced on the bench,
its hips started bucking, trying to find the entrance in which to force its
cock.  The baby's dad held open his son's legs wide, making his two month
old baby hole easily accessible, whilst the Great Dane's master positioned
his dog's meat up to the smooth opening now only millimetres away.

   Then it went in.

   Hard, fast and deep.  The baby let out a blood curdling cry, the dog
bucking for all it was worth, forcing its beast meat into the tiny hole,
splitting it open as it knotted inside the infant.  I moved round next to
the dog to get a better look and got thwacked in the side by its tail.

   And again.  And again.  Thwack.  And again.

   And then I woke up, staring straight into the bright sunshine, which
almost blinded me.  Feeling another prod on my side, I glanced over, more
than just a little annoyed at having been so rudely woken up at such a
crucial moment.  A figure steadily came into focus.

   As my eyes accustomed to the brightness, the outline of the guy who had
been prodding me and had woken me up with such a start began to become more
discernible.  He was laying down, like myself, on a sun bed soaking up the
heat of the afternoon sun.  He was rugged and good looking, with several
tattoos snaking over his tanned, muscular body with thick fur in a square
patch across his heavy chest and tapering down to a dark and very hairy
bush above his cock.  The hair on his head was dark and cut short and
extended down to cover his face in a trimmed beard.  He was looking me
straight in the eye, his gaze was piercing and his bright green eyes darted
beyond me as I held his stare.

   "Look!" he said in a deep, rough American accent, tilting his head
upwards slightly, advising me to turn around and look behind me.

   I did so.  My cock pulsed at the view.

   "I thought you'd want waking up in time to see this.  Especially as your
cock seemed to be enjoying whatever the fuck it was you were dreaming
about, man.  I knew it would fuckin' love to see the crazy shit that's
goin' on over there.  Jeez man, I know my meat does."

   I turned back round to face him and was greeted with him now sat facing
towards me, his dick was rock hard and slimy.  It stuck straight up around
eight inches or so and the extremely dark skin covering it was laced in
thick, intricately woven veins, which wrapped round and round this guy's
prick, right up to where they tucked in a bunch underneath his cockhead. 
And, well fuck me man, this was a monster of a cockhead.  To describe it
would be impossible to do justice to it, but hey, I'll give it a go.

   It jutted out from his shaft a good centimetre and a half either side
like a large mushroom.  It wasn't flat on top though.  No, it tapered up
into a small bulbous point at the tip, where, situated right on top, was a
huge, gaping piss hole.  Even half a metre away I could see inside the open
tip of his dick and watched as clear and sticky liquid bubbled up from
inside before coating the impressive head and gnarly shaft of his cock.  It
was totally obscene.  My foreskin retracted all by itself, as if showing
deference to his superior phallus.

   "Look, man!" he said, and I diverted my gaze back round towards the view
that he'd woken me to see.

   It was a sight worth waking up for.

   Let me go back a bit.  Remember how Mark and I had sat on the bed in our
cabin the previous day?  Yeah?  Just before we'd thoroughly coated his
little baby in our pedo spunk?  Yeah?  Then?  And remember how we'd been
reading the leaflets about all the crazy stuff to do on board the
Pedogogue? Yeah?  Well, remember the leaflet saying about the outdoor play
area on Deck 6?  Yeah?  Well, that's where I'd gone to.  Just to lie back
and catch some rays you understand.  Oh, and the chance to see a little
pedo man on baby boy action of course!

   Now, about 6 metres off to the right of me and the big cocked guy to my
rear, were a selection of dildos moulded or fastened onto the deck of the
ship.  The smallest of these were secured to one of the walls and ranged
from a few inches to about 9 inches in length and up to about 5 inches
around.  A boy was hanging off one of them as a guy, who I, wrongly at the
time, presumed to be his dad fucked him roughly up and down.

   This tiny kid was about 6 or 7 months old, not that it would have
mattered if he was 1 or 2 months old of course, you understand, yeah?  Well
anyway, he was suspended on this dildo jutting out from the side of the
wall over the deck.  His chubby little legs were hanging at a 45 degree
angle and were kicking for all they were worth.  His fine blonde hair was
matted on the top of his head as the sun beat down onto him and, you could
quite clearly see, even from the distance that me and big dicked guy were
sat, that his skin was steadily burning as his abuser had obviously decided
against applying sun protection lotion to the little mite.  His face was a
picture of agony.

   The pedo's, by contrast, was a picture of ecstasy.  He looked to be
about 45 or so and was a short, balding bloke, with a hairy belly and fat,
grubby hands that were roughly molesting the little tyke up and down the
dildo.  His cock was short, fat and glistened wet in the sun.  It certainly
was not attractive.  I kind of liked that though.  It made the differences
between the pair of them even more pronounced.  Tiny, helpless, battered
baby against the fat, lustful, powerful paedophile.

   The dildo he was forcing the little one onto, was around 7 inches in
length.  I never saw the head of the dildo, but I hoped it was at least as
large and bulbous as the guy's sat next to me.  What I could see though,
from our viewing position some metres away, was that the dildo appeared to
have several high ridges all down its length, which obscenely forced open
the boy's tiny ring hole as it seared its way inside him.  The action of
the infant's hole going back and forth over each ridge must have been hell
for him as his barely-formed anal ring expanded and contracted through
every ridge and groove.  And he took it right to the base.  And the fat
pedo, hands around the boy's waist, was cannoning him up and down faster
and faster, his tortured face smashing into the stubby, sticky cock.

   I glanced across at big dicked guy behind me, I guess to look for
reassurance that this scene was real, and that I wasn't still dreaming.  He
let out a slight whistle as a huge dollop of precum that had formed in his
flared piss slit finally built up enough volume to travel south over his
round cock head.  I looked down at my own paedophile tool to see it too,
eliciting a steady stream of eager baby fuck slop.

   Yet, however hot it was watching this baby taking a rough ride down that
bumpy dildo, it was truly nothing compared to what was taking place
directly in front of us.  The cause of the fat pedo's immoral actions, mine
and big cocked guy's drooling dicks and a growing crowd of some 6 or 7 guys
standing behind us, steadily teasing their own dicks and trying hard not to
cum.

   Yeah, right in front of us, not more than a metre away from my very own,
fully erect piece of meat was a sight that truly defied belief.

   It was so lewd that I had to turn my head slowly from side to side, just
to try and comprehend the sheer audacity of what the guy before me was
doing.  My guess was that he was in his late 30s, fairly slim, washboard
stomach, but not muscled.  I noticed he was wearing a gold wedding ring
that complemented his building tan and confirmed that the boy he was with
was most likely his own.  I wouldn't describe him as particularly fit, but
I fully understood why he was drawing a crowd and why he even had the
incredibly hot guy to my rear interested.

   The boy who I took to be his son was, at most, 2 months old.  His little
face was all screwed up, eyes shut and tears streaming down his cheeks. 
His mouth was open wide, as if letting out an almighty scream.  But such
was the level of the abuse his daddy was meting out to him that no sound
came out.

   Jesus Christ it was hot!  I still can't quite believe it, man.  Up to
that point, it was the single most insane molestation I'd witnessed, even
after all those months of trawling through FreeNet.

   His torso was evidently wracked with pain, as it arched back, his arms
outstretched, shaking violently, his legs kicking this way and that trying
to escape the abuse his daddy was inflicting on him.  Stretched wide, his
little arse was being forced onto a dildo.  But if you think this dildo was
anything like the fat bloke behind him was using, then think again my
friend.

   This was a work of pure genius.

   It was moulded into the deck of the ship and came up to a height of
around just shy of a metre.  It tapered up from the base, which must have
been around 40cm in diameter to the point where it entered the little guy's
body.  Even at that point, which I assumed had to be near the head of it,
it was easily some 10cm wide.  Glistening up the shaft of the dildo was a
lot of Crisco, which built into a heavy amount of the stuff against the
kid's ring.  Yet it would be wrong to call this infant a kid.  He was quite
simply a fuck toy for his daddy's pleasure.  And daddy was getting a whole
lot of pleasure out of him right now.

   So this fuck toy's hole was stretched to hell.  It was plain to see that
it had broken in several places, given away by the blood trickling down the
shaft of this enormous cone onto the deck of the Pedogogue.  It was a
beautiful sight, and one that all our dicks were in full appreciation of.
All except daddy's that was, which remained strangely soft.  I wondered
what levels of torture he would need to experience to get a hard on.  I
shuddered, my dick spraying globlets of precum onto the sun lounger.

   Daddy looked at the guy behind us and motioned for them to come closer.
Come closer they did.  As one we all moved towards the scene playing out
before our eyes.  Each one of us mesmerised by the tiny baby impaled on
this huge dildo.  One guy went up and ran his finger around the arse ring.
The licentious touch had an instant effect on the little one, whose legs
stuck straight out, toes splayed open and eyes rolled back in his head. 
Daddy slapped his baby's face, bringing him to, as the other guy continued
running his finger around the join between plastic and flesh.  Another guy
coupled up with him, his own hands circling round the child's distended ass
rim.

   I slowly got up, careful not to make any jerky movements that might
provoke and an early cum shot, and leant over.  Getting my face in to join
the thickening crowd, each man wanting his own turn to feel up the boy's
wide hole.  As I bent in I could see bruising steadily forming right before
me, spreading out over the infant's groin and arse cheeks.  Yellow and red
skin was slowly turning a deep purple the nearer it was to his destroyed
anus.

   One guy then carefully began twisting him on the dildo.  I noticed
daddy's cock ever so slightly twitch at this.  Baby's cock went into
instant boner territory, drawing comments of appreciation from the crowd
and urging the pedos on to twist the boy round further, which can only have
been tying his guts into knots inside.  There's a blurred line between
pleasure and pain though and, as we suddenly discovered, even babies can
get off on pain.  As he was being gently twisted round the huge phallus,
the baby began to shake.  Harder and harder as he went through an immensely
powerful dry cum.  Two of the guys involved shot thick loads, hitting the
little one square in the face, which drew a wry smile from daddy.

   Out of the blue, I suddenly felt hands round my waist and something hard
and wet probing between my own arse cheeks.  Snapping my head around, I saw
big dicked guy behind me, a devilish grin on his face as he winked and then
ploughed his meat into me balls deep.  Luckily I was so turned on my arse
was dripping and his cock was already slick with his baby juice, so it slid
in fairly easily.  Nevertheless, his big schlong caused me to whimper out
causing much laughter from the gathered group of pedos, when a tiny baby
was taking more than four times the width that I was.

   Despite the initial rush of pain, his cock inside me felt good and he
set about building up a good rhythm as he ploughed in and out of my hole. I
focussed my attention back on the baby rape, which, by now, had notched up
a gear.

   The guys were forcing the infant up and down.  Yeah, I know, fucking
mental or what?  But they really were.  Only slightly at first, but
gradually picking up the pace, which was then matched by the cock invading
my own arse.  Amazingly this little 2 month old managed to maintain a hard
on.  I heard someone call him a little slut and that they should do him
harder.  I couldn't be sure, so intoxicated I was with the action, but I
thought those words may have come from his daddy.  Whoever they came from
though, the assembled baby rapists happily obliged.

   Things quickly got much rougher.  Hands gripped the boy tightly and
hastily fucked him up and down the wide shaft of the dildo as much as was
possible.  Other fingers tugged on his baby cock and twisted his little
undeveloped balls.  One guy forced back the kid's foreskin, which drew a
shriek, but made his little penis hard as a nail.  It made my own tingle
with baby lust as I went through my own rape care of big dicked guy.

   Guys started slapping his cute little face, leaving hand prints on him,
whilst other hands continued fucking him up and down the head of the huge
dildo.  They were doing it harder now.  So hard in fact that the baby's
bloody, little arse began to prolapse out.  One guy licked it, as another
cruelly punched the baby in the face, which caused no end of screams. 
Daddy sprung a boner!

   Things picked up pace now as two guys took it in turn to unleash blows
to the baby, rendering his cute face as bruised and bloodied as his hole,
which in turn was hanging, slightly torn down the shaft of the dildo and
was repeatedly licked by one guy's long tongue as two others fucked his
body up and down.  Three guys looked on wanking and offering encouragement.

   Suddenly one of them began to shoot.  Daddy sprung into action, pulling
his baby off the dildo in one quick movement.  Turning him upside down he
presented the gaping hole to the strands of white pedo cum that were firing
into it, which caused another guy to start unloading volley after volley of
pedo jizz.  The whole thing became like a fairground amusement game, as we
all began to fire out hot cum in turn, each aiming for the hole and the
prize.

   To be fair, it wasn't hard to score a direct hit as daddy held his baby
upside down by the legs, spreading them wide so his son's dilated hole was
easily accessible.  It was also still prolapsed, a big pink rose hanging
wide open outside the little body and fast getting whiter and stickier.  I
felt my own cum building, helped on by the big dick powering in and out of
my own arse.  My dick was twitching and then without even touching it I let
out a thick jet of man glue, which stuck straight to the little one's
battered cum covered hole.  Big dicked guy groaned as my ring milked his
dick, which gushed out pedo milk into my guts.

   Daddy pushed his now fully erect pedo schlong deep into his baby's guts,
forcing the prolapsed arse back inside the hole and held it there as his
balls rose up and his face, a picture of pure ecstasy, made it clear he was
unloading a large amount of cum inside his little boy.

   Breathing heavily, we steadily came around as he pulled out of me and
the other guys collapsed back onto nearby sun loungers.  Daddy, who had now
pulled out and was left holding one very battered baby boy made a hasty
exit, I presumed to the ship's medical ward.  Behind, the fat guy was still
torturing the baby on the ridged dildo and was now himself drawing a crowd
of those who hadn't cum onto the other baby.

   I let out a long, deep breath and big dicked guy offered me his hand.

   "It's Mike," he said.  And then quite casually, as if it was the most
regular thing in the world that we had just witnessed, "Do you fancy a
beer?"

   So off we walked to the deck bar, his heavy pedo load oozing from my
arse and running down the backs of my legs.  And things were about to get a
whole lot more interesting.