Little Andy  (M+b, toddler, anal, ws, scat, molestation)

by UpsiteDown



   Mike molested his son.  He made no attempt to hide that fact from me -
we'd been friends since long before his son was born and we had enough dirt
on each other that one more secret did no harm.  Little Andy was very
accustomed to the way he was treated.  From the moment he had been adopted
when he was a few days old Mike had used his tender body to feel good.  At
first it was just fondling his baby cock during a diaper change or
massaging his anus in the bath; but now, Andy was three years old and had
been getting his bottom penetrated for about six months.  Mike used Andy
for all his sexual needs and Andy was used to it.  Mike never caused him
pain, but Andy's juvenile asshole was stretched enough that every now and
then he soiled himself and went poop in his cotton undies.

   Sometimes Mike would just regale me with stories of his exploits, other
times he would show me pictures or videos he'd made.  My favorite video,
which I often watched, featured young Andy standing in the bathtub wearing
only a pair of Superman underpants.  On cue, he released his bladder and
child piss began to darken the front of his undies before dribbling down
his leg.  Because this had been going on his whole life, this type of thing
was completely normal to him.  Mike's desires were quite perverse, and he
used Andy in virtually every way I could think of.  Andy's tender asshole
had been fucked, licked, fingered, and plugged.  His little pee pee had
been fondled and sucked, and he could almost poop his pants on command.

   I'd never thought of myself as being gay, but sharing Mike's dark secret
brought us so very close together.  A few months back, Mike and I started
fucking.  When it came to little boys like Andy, Mike was a dominant top,
but when it came to me, he liked nothing better than having my shaft buried
in his anus.  The first time I wrote off as nothing but a drunken incident,
but as he kept showing me photos and videos of him abusing Andy, my cock
would get hard thinking of both of them.  Naturally, I contemplated the
possibility that I was gay, but even watching gay porn did nothing but give
me ideas of what to do with Mike and Andy.  Mike was patient with me as I
explored this part of my sexuality and never tried to encourage me to do
beyond what I was comfortable with.  As we started to experiment sober, it
was just putting on a video of Andy and watching it while we fucked.  I
probably wasn't very good, but Mike at least pretended to enjoy it.  On our
first encounter, we sat on the couch and played with each other's cocks as
we watched a video of a naked Andy sitting on the toilet.  He was smiling
at cameraman Mike and his feet playfully batted the air.  Mike reached into
the frame and gently pushed Andy's knees apart.  Being a child, Andy was
still pretty flexible and he could spread them pretty far, revealing his
delicate cocklette.  The miniature penis and ballsack were both hairless
(naturally, given his young age) and were so small as to almost be
unnoticeable.  As he started to shit into the potty, he looked down and
watched.  I don't know why, but kids are always curious about what happens
in the bathroom; they never seem to get enough of watching shit leaving
their bottom.  After the child's poop had splashed into the potty he smiled
and hopped down.  He then bent from the waist while spreading his cheeks to
show off his poopy asshole, just as he'd been trained.  Mike's arm came
into frame and rubbed his anus in a circular motion, spreading the child's
poop around.  Mike saw that I was close to cumming and bent his head toward
my cock.  Gripping the base of my shaft he took the tip of my cock in his
mouth and ran his tongue over me.  After about thirty seconds a wave rushed
over me and I exploded in his mouth.

   Over the coming days and weeks we continued to explore each other and
Mike educated me in how to make love to another man.  Inside, I hoped that
one day he would include me in his adventures with little Andy, but I
didn't want to push the issue and spoil things.  In the short term I would
have to be happy with the photos and videos Mike provided.  We would see
each other once every few days just after the babysitter picked up Andy and
before Mike went to the gym.  He was what I would call a "politely muscled"
man; he didn't go too far and get all sorts of goofy-looking veins and
stretch marks.  He was nicely built though, and while my cock slid in and
out of his ass I always enjoyed reaching around and feeling his strong,
smooth pecs and hard nipples.  As my hand worked its way south toward his
cock my fingers would glide over the muscles in his six-pack.  While I'd
never fucked other men, I always assumed that his body was the Cadillac of
gay pedophiles.  One Thursday evening I was sitting on the couch watching
TV when my phone rang.

   "Hello?"

   "Hey, it's Mike.  You busy?"

   "Not really, just watching some random movie on TV, what's up?"

   "Well, I was thinking that maybe you'd like to come over and hang out
with Andy and I this evening.  Are you interested?"

   Was I interested?!  My cock pulsed involuntarily at the thought of
getting to watch Andy get molested in person.  "Uh yeah, I'll be right
over!", I managed to stammer, overcome with excitement.  I immediately
turned off the TV, grabbed a jacket, and drove the few blocks to Mike's
house.  Parking and the walk to the front door were a blur - I was so
thrilled and aroused at what I was about to get to watch.  Mike answered
the door wearing a bathrobe and invited me inside.  I removed my jacket and
hung it on a peg by the door then looked around for Andy.  Mike read my
mind.

   "He's upstairs in his room.  Come on, let's head up!"

   I resisted the urge to bound up the stairs and instead opted to follow
Mike up calmly.  At the top of the stairs we turned into the hallway and
walked past a few doors to Andy's room.  The little blond-haired child was
sitting on his bed naked as the day he was born and playing with a toy
dinosaur.  I froze, wanting to walk over and touch him to see if he was
real but being careful to to infringe on "daddy's domain".  Andy stopped
playing for a moment and smiled at me.

   "Hi Uncle Ron!" he said waving at me.  I wasn't his uncle of course, but
it was the easiest thing for him to call me.

   "Hey buddy, you doing okay?" I asked.  I wondered to myself if he was
normally naked or if he knew he was about to be fucked by his dad.  Mike
closed the door and stepped out of his robe; he was wearing nothing
underneath and I smiled as a caressed his hard body with my eyes.

   Seeing Mike naked must have been a signal, because when he saw it Andy
immediately put his toy down, got on his hands and knees and pointed his
adorable little bare bottom at us.  Mike stepped over to him and picked up
a bottle of KY from the nearby dresser.

   "Let me get going and then you can fuck me if you want."

   Mike dripped a dollop of lube onto his hard cock and applied a little to
Andy's raised bottom with his finger tips.  "Okay Andy, spread `em!" said
Mike, and Andy's little hands moved to spread apart his buttcheeks.  I
watched, my mouth almost watering as Mike slowly pushed his glans against
the boy's anus.  Andy's well-trained sphincter relaxed and Mike's cock slid
about five inches into the child's rectum with relative ease.  Mike
instinctively closed his eyes for a moment as he no doubt felt Andy's
immature bowels squeeze his pole.

   He paused as if savoring the moment and then began to slowly pump in and
out of the boy's bottom.  My mouth must have been wide open in amazement.
It was such an incredible sight that I had even thought to play with my own
cock.  I watched the two of them, father and son, locked in this most
intimate of moments while I ran my fingers up and down my raging hardon. 
After about a minute, I stepped out of my clothes and retrieved the bottle
of KY from the dresser where Mike had left it.

   Positioning myself behind Mike, I applied some of the lube to my cock
and rubbed a little on Mike's asshole.  He paused his sodomy so that I
could mount him.  Mike relaxed his anus and I pushed my cock into his warm
rectum.  Once I was inside him, Mike resumed fucking the boy.  I didn't
move, but rather let Mike rock himself.  On the back stroke, he was pushing
my cock further into his own ass and on the forward stroke pushing his cock
into his underage sex toy.  I wrapped my arms lightly around his stomach
for balance.

   I was a little taller than Mike so as my cock plunged in and out of this
warm rectum I looked over his shoulder to watch him sodomize his boy. 
Mike's hand were gripping Andy's tiny waist as his penis repeatedly
violated the boy's young bottom.  Mike was breathing really heavily and I
knew that it wouldn't be long before he blew his load of pedophile cum into
Andy's three year-old anus.  Mike continued to slide his rod in and out of
the boy until I felt his pace start to quicken.  Breathlessly he said "Once
I cum, you can have a turn if you want." I couldn't believe my ears and for
a moment I stopped fucking him.

   "Really?  You mean I..."

   "Yeah, if you want to fuck him, go for it.  He's good and loose, plus
you know he likes it."

   I was gobsmacked.  I'd thought I might get to fuck Mike that night, but
I never DREAMED that I'd get a chance to feel what it's like to have my
cock in a young boy's bottom.  I could feel that Mike was about to cum.

   "Fuck, I'm cumming!" he half-shouted.  Just then I could feel the
muscles in his ass clench against my cock and I almost came myself thinking
of the thick ropes of cum being plastered against Andy's insides.

   "Okay, pull out, Ron." Mike instructed, his cock still buried in his
son's little body.  I slowly slid my cock out of Mike's asshole being
careful not to make myself cum.  Once I was free, I stepped aside and Mike
slipped his softening cock out of Andy's ass.

   "Go, before he starts to close up."

   Nearly shaking, I moved behind Andy and guided my cock toward his anus.
It was still quite stretched from the fucking he'd just received and I
could make out some cum in his hole; no need for lube here.  I placed the
tip of my cock against the boy's stretched opening and as gently as I could
pushed.  The sensation was like no other I'd ever had.  My eyes closed and
I kept pushing until I was several inches deep.  Mike's cum made Andy nice
and slippery and I had no trouble getting my cock inside him.  I looked
down and marveled at what I saw.  Here I was, almost balls deep in the
cum-soiled rectum of a three year-old child.  It was heavenly.  I started
to stroke in and out of his bottom, feeling his smooth skin with my hands
while I watched my cock disappear repeatedly into his tender body.  I knew
I wouldn't last long.  I mentally recorded as much of the imagery as I
could knowing that I might never get another opportunity to enjoy fucking
an ass like this.  After what couldn't have been longer than thirty seconds
I knew I was about to blow my wad too.  I got in as many more strokes into
Andy's velvety rectum as I could and then, gripping his small waist tightly
I felt my balls explode into my juvenile lover.  I had never come so hard
in my life - at only three Andy had satisfied me in a way I'd never
experience before.  Just the thought that my cum was mixing with the cum of
another man who I'd just been fucking was an immense turn-on.  I lost track
of time, just standing there with my cock, still hard, lodged in boy-pussy.

   Finally, I came to my senses and opened my eyes.  Mike was standing, a
big smile on his face.

   "He does well, doesn't he?" he asked, his eyes fixed on my cock stuck
into Andy.

   "He...uh...yeah, yeah he really does!".  I was barely able to get the
words out.  I gingerly slipped my cock out of little Andy's rectum, his
asshole looking very stretched - I could definitely see my cum in his
bottom.

   "Okay buddy, " Mike addressed Andy, " time to head to the potty!".  Andy
straightened up and, clamping his right hand on his butthole, toddled out
of the room toward the bathroom.  I looked at Mike quizzically.  "What's he
doing?"

   "Come on, see for yourself!"

   I followed Mike out of the room to the bathroom.  Andy was standing next
to his kid-sized potty waiting patiently.  His hand was still clamped over
his stretched bottom.  He looked up at Mike as if asking for permission.

   Mike waved a hand at him.  "Go ahead!"

   Andy quickly sat down on his potty, facing us and spreading his legs as
wide as he could.  He removed his hand and I almost gasped as a few small
pieces of boy poop mixed with two loads of man semen fell out of bottom and
into the toilet.  Because his little legs were spread we could see both it
and his tiny little cocklette quite clearly.  Mike spoke.

   "I always liked to watch the poop come out like that.  Sometimes I'll
just put his undies back on him and put him to bed.  Overnight it leaks out
and covers his butt.  It's a beautiful thing to see in the morning.  Once
in a while I'll fuck him again like that before cleaning him up."

   His young bowels now empty, Andy stood up and started wiping himself off
with toilet paper.

   "That was...amazing!" I turned to Mike.

   "Glad you liked it, I thought you might be wanting to see what you'd
been missing" he said, winking at me.  "You can shower if you want to, but
I've got to get Andy here to bed.  Towels are right in that cabinet there."
He took Andy by the hand and walked out.  Still mentally trying to process
all I'd just seen, I turned on the water and waited for it to heat up.  I
wondered if I'd ever get the chance to fuck something that beautiful again.


THE END

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