I looked over my shoulder as yet another trucker passed by. He hammered the door on his way in, got on the urinal between me and my partner, took his piss and got out, seemingly unfazed by my casual jerk off.

"Lunch time isn't as busy," I said as I finished peeing and shook the last droplets off.

"We're wasting our time here."

My partner hopped two urinals over and continued his piss beside me.

"It's just not busy at all, that's what's strange," he answered. "I've been here before a number of times, it's always been a great cruising spot. So weird," he continued as his hand glided over his soft dick while his stream kept going down. He cupped my balls and let my dick lean on his fingers as I continued pissing. "So what got you so pent-up these days?"

"It's that boy," I answered as I kept on drinking from my beer can. "He's always watching us work from the other side of the pool or from the house. With those eyes, you know."

He let my cock slide over the palm of his hand and began stroking it. I looked over the shoulder once more to make sure there was no one in the stalls behind us as I crossed arms with him and reached for his cock, too. Soft, though fluffed up a fair bit, his was still such a sight to behold. "Yeah, man, I know. Those fucking doe-eyes locked onto us all day."

"And he ain't watching us for momma, no no, he's-"

"Yeah, he has the hots for us," he cut me off. "I saw he was circling around the pool just so he could get a better angle at you peeing."

I laughed. "Hell yeah! And I made a real nice show for him, whipping it out nice and good."

He grinned. "You're lucky his mom didn't catch you. You weren't being very discreet, if I were to give my opinion. Taking your shirt off while we work, these little pissing shows of yours…"

I reached further down his dick and let the tip of my fingers guide his hot stream, gently caressing the head under its generous skin. "Like you weren't doing it too."

We smiled as we kept gently stroking each other out for a few more seconds. Someone came in and pissed at the urinal near the door while we looked down at our dicks. No harsh movements, but we weren't being subtle either. The burly, bearded dude went out without ever looking at us. "TSK," my friend let out, frustrated.

"So Freddie," I broke the silence.

"What is it, man?"

"Would you do him?"

"What?" He asked as his hanging balls twitched.

"You heard me."

Took me a while, but I finally felt his cock grow on my hand. "I don't know, man, I don't think so. I wouldn't risk going back to prison," he answered. "Never again."

I nodded at him. "He's cute, though."

"So cute!" He agreed in a whisper. "You know how old he is? Like, maybe ten? No more than that, I bet," he continued in a normal tone.

"Beats me," I answered, shrugging. "Like young enough to not produce cum, I would say."

We both nodded in unison.

"But what if you were dead sure you wouldn't get caught?" I kept on pressing. I pulled his cock to point upwards as he finished pissing, so I could more easily slide my hand over his fully hard cock, easily over twice as long as the palm of my hand and thicker at the base.

He bought his time thinking about the answer. I finished my beer and held onto the empty can as I twitched my cock to let the last stubborn droplets of piss fall down. Freddie made it difficult for them to fall in the urinal, however, as he masturbated me nice and hard with a firm grip.

"I don't know, man. I mean, he obviously doesn't look like he has the room to take me."

I nodded at him.

"And I wouldn't enjoy waiting around too much," he continued.

"It would be some handfuls for him," I added smiling as I tapped at his dick with my thumb.

"You know what's up," he continued. "But who knows, maybe he's just this cute flexible boy who can go down on any cock."

"Ever met one of those?"

"No," he answered right away. "Never been with boys."

"Oh," I said, and we both laughed.

"Marco, look," he begun saying as he pulled his dick off my hand and awkwardly shoved it back inside his pants. "I know how much you perv on the boy, but don't go for it. Risks are too great, man."

"I know, I know," I answer, disappointed we ended up not getting the fat trucker dicks we were looking for.

"Go find a boy elsewhere, an easier one."

"Yeah, I-"

"One that isn't the son of some douchey rich madam."

"Freddie, I know."

"I bet you do," he said as he put his hand over my neck and pulled my body towards his with open arms. He hugged me with my hard cock pressing against his belly. "Come by my house later, we can play FIFA together and I can suck you off, how does that sound?"

"Your lady won't be home?" I asked as I tucked my cock in and pulled my pants up.

"Oh, she will. But when has that ever stopped us?" He answered, winking. "Speaking of her, I gotta pick her up at her work," he continued as he walked through the door and kept it open for me. "I can give you a ride home before that."

"Ah, sorry man," I said as I walked out and protected my eyes from the sunlight right above us. "I need to go back to the Richards. I found some extra work tomorrow, tiling the walls of a bathroom, and I need my tools."

His motorcycle was at the last spot in the parking lot at the front of the gas station. He walked towards it and I followed him.

"Man, you're working on Sundays now too? I don't want to see you in your lazy, tired ass next Monday, we have a lot of work on the guest house, me and you," he cautioned me as he hopped on.

"Yeah, I hear you, but I need the coin."

"Suit yourself," he finished as he revved the engine up. "Wanna hop on, and I drop you there?"

"Come on, it's just a couple of blocks away, I'll walk."

"See you later then," Freddie said as he maneuvered the motorcycle towards the street. "And good luck. The Richards are usually out on Saturday afternoons."

I shrugged. "I'll try my hand anyway."

We both waved each other goodbye and I went on my way as I once again adjusted my boner in my pants. "Fucking waste of time," I muttered to myself as I walked to the other side of the street and looked back at the gas station. "Place was much better a year ago."

***

I wiped the sweat off my forehead with the sleeve of my shirt as I buzzed in, hopeful Freddie would be wrong. I got an urgent job and was able to negotiate double my usual hourly rate, and the extra coin would go straight to replacing my joysticks, both sadly at the end of their lives.

No one came through, so I buzzed it in again. My shirt was glued to my chest, which is just usual at that time of day in summer. I turned around and was about to give up when I heard the sound of the line being picked up on the other side. "Hello?"

I grinned. That girly, smooth voice could've had anyone mistaking him for a girl. "Hayden, boyo! How are you doing?" We never had the boy let us in, it's usually his mom or the uncle who comes by sporadically. "It's Marco, the mason. Would you do me a favor and call your mom?"

"She's sleeping."

"Oh, okay. Could you… wake her up?"

I stood waiting in silence for a couple of seconds. "She said she was tired."

"Oh, hmm…" I answered. "Well, I just need to come in, pick up my tools and be on my way then. Think you could let me in?"

And as soon as I stopped talking, I heard the front gate being unlocked. "Thanks, boyo," I said to him, but he had turned it off.

As I walked in, my dick started swelling faster than my brain could imagine things. I shifted my boner to the side, to be a bit more discreet, as I went past the front porch and took the pathway on the side towards the swimming pool. I saw Hayden's silhouette through the blinds of the window, leaning on the hallway inside the house, then I hear him race towards the kitchen on the back to meet me.

"Hi!"

"Hi!" I said. Hayden was resting on his elbows by the kitchen window, wearing a dotted shirt and what I think were his pajama bottoms. "Freddie told me you weren't going to be home."

"Yeah… I'm kinda grounded," he said as he leaned his head on the window's bars and then lifted his head up again. "So mom said I would stay home for the weekend."

"Damn, boyo, I'm so sorry!" I said. "Well, I'll be right back, let me just go get my tools, okay?"

"Okay, mister!"

Freddie's words were flying around in my head as I walked past the pool and entered the guest house we're in charge of building. As I put my backpack down and packed my tools, my dick was aching for a release. Hayden's always being watched one way or another. Don't do it, his words echoed again, but I willfully decided to ignore it as I pulled down my shorts, took off my briefs, tossed them aside and then wore my shorts again. It's now or never, I said to myself as I made sure the tent raised by my cock looked nice. Your loss, I then told to imaginary Freddie as I put my backpack on and went back to meet the boy.

My cock began to throb as I saw Hayden following it intently with his gaze as I walked around the pool. To be fair, I did add a little of flair to my gait. Wanted my junk to flop around as much as possible. He leaned in and shoved his face in between the bars of the window as I came close.

"Done! It's all here," I said as I tapped the backpack strap. "Thanks for letting me in, Hayden."

"Aww," Hayden sighed. "Okay then, mister."

I turned my side to him, so he could get another glance at my crotch and began walking out, then stopped and turned back to him. "Hey, Hayden. It's hot today and I'm a bit thirsty," I said as I fanned my shirt. "Think you can give me some cold milk and cookies like you always bring us while we work?"

"Of course!" He replied, joyful. As he went further into the kitchen, I leaned in and tried to peek at his body. Perked up, bubbly butt, certainly pillow-y. The pajama bottoms were a bit too loose, but I think I could see a cute lil' boner gently poking at the fabric, too.

"If only the bars weren't here," I muttered to myself.

Hayden took some time rummaging through the pantry. As I waited, I decided to give my cock some stern squeezes. It ached too much, and my pre-cum had begun to leave a ring on my shorts. I paid no mind to it, of course. Let the boy look.

"Sorry, mister, I couldn't find the cookies, but here's your milk," he said as he carefully handed over a glass full of cold milk between the bars.

I covered his hands with mine and gently stroked them as I took the glass. "Thank you, Hayden." My cock twitched as I witnessed the boy get chills on the peach fur of his forearm.

"I think mom might be hiding them from me," he added. "She said I'm eating too much and I'm getting fat."

"No! You? Nonsense. You look great, boyo."

"Aww, I dunno," he answered, blushed. "But thanks, mister."

I winked at him. "Anytime, boss." I drank my milk in one go, letting some spill over my beard, dribbling towards my chin and then shirt. "Here, thanks again," I said as I handed back to him the empty glass while I raised my shirt to wipe off my face, exposing to him much of my round, firm and hairy belly.

"O-of course," he said as the glass almost slipped from his hands while he gazed upon my body, tracing a path starting from my belly and zigzagging towards my bushy crotch and then right to the stretched fabric of my shorts.

"Careful now!" I said as I caught the glass and made sure he held it safely. "So why are you always watching us work?"

"You noticed me?"

"Almost every day," I said casually as I put down my shirt. "You also watch me when I take my pee breaks," I add as I tweak the waist of my shorts, making my cock to swing around, motion that was beautifully tracked by the boy's eyes. "Is your mom putting you on watch duty?"

Hayden shook his head. "No. I guess I… I like watching you work. I like how you look."

He shrugged. "Dunno. I like how your shirt often sticks to you when it's hot, and how you take it off sometimes and wipe yourself off with it. And…"

"Come on, tell me."

"I guess I like how you smell when you pass by as you say goodbye," he admitted. "Is that weird?"

"Not at all!" I assured him, laughing. "Some of us men like each other that way. Me and Freddie. You, too. It's perfectly normal."

He smiled at me. As his pink lips parted and he began to breathe out a word, I continued. "Say, boyo," I said as I came closer to the window and raised my shirt again. "Do you want to touch me?"

Hayden took no time to take on my offer. He first squeezed my nipples, letting the metal of its piercings slide through his fingers. Then he pulled his hand away and spread my sweat over his fingers, seemingly measuring my belly all around. Finally he let my chest hair flow through his fingers as he massaged me. Boy couldn't blink, such pure was his bliss.

I carefully pulled him closer to the window and pulled his other arm through the bars. "Touch me all over, come on, don't be afraid."

"Y-yes, mister," he said. "Thank you, mister."

His hands went straight to my nipples once more. "Don't worry, they're sturdy," I assured him. Hayden fiddled with the round piercings, passing his finger through them, pressing against the tips of my nipples until he felt the resistance of the metal underneath, then pinched them and witnessed me moan at him. "Ooh, that's good," I spoke, softly.

"I always wanted to touch them," he admitted with a smile from ear to ear. "Ever since I first saw them."

"And is it living up to your expectations?"

"Thousand times!" He exclaimed.

"And how about this?" I asked as I took one hand and pressed it against my cock under the shorts. "Ever wanted to touch my cock?"

Hayden giggled joyfully. "I-I can't wrap my hand around it very well."

"It's because your hands are still small, see?" I explained as I hold his other hand, and we compared palm to palm. "With the two you should be able to hug my cock, no problem."

"I hope so," he said, still giggling.

"Say, Hayden, can I touch you too?"

"Of course," he answered as he kept squeezing my cock while his other hand began to comb my chest hair.

"Can you open the kitchen door? The front door, maybe?"

He sighed. "I'm sorry, I can't. I wish I could. Mom's got the keys and I can't enter her room."

"Is she a heavy sleeper?"

"Dunno, but the keys are in her pocket. Don't think I can take them out without her noticing."

"Well, that sucks," I joked. "So how about you bring that chair over here and step on it, so I can touch you?"

"Oh! That might work!" He answered enthusiastically. "Wait here."

"Not going anywhere," I told him as I watched him do what I ordered.

Hayden placed the chair right against the wall and then jumped on top of it. I could now see the bottom of his pajamas without looking inside and down. "Take off your shirt," I told him.

As he got shirtless, my cock began throbbing rhythmically as I admired his cute, smooth body. Hayden was a bit like me when I was his age, not exactly chubby but not a slender kid either. And I do remember I used to occasionally get compliments about my butt from my great-uncle. "Beautiful," I told him.

"You think so?" He asked, striking a pose.

I laughed. "Absolutely!" I leaned over and rested my shoulders against the bars. "Say, Hayden, what we're doing here should be a thing just between you and me. Can you promise to keep a secret just between us?"

"I'm not telling mom!"

"And anyone else. Deal?"

The boy spared no second to think it over. "Deal!"

With that done then I reached for the waistband of his pajamas and pulled it down in one swift motion, letting his stiff cocklet spring up, hard as a rock with its head still timid under the skin.

"Wow," he said, then stood silent as he felt my hands measure him up. I squeezed his meaty, soft thighs and massaged him down to his calves, then back inside with one hand in his inner side to gently caress his hairless balls and perineum while my other hand squeezed one butt cheek. Hayden held onto the bars with his eyes closed, trying to keep himself steady and moaning softly as I touched him.

"So cute," I whispered. Right there, as I stroke his little cock and noticed its head was still a bit too shy while I groped his butt, I had decided to explore all the boy's holes myself. Then, I would be His man. "Come closer," I ordered him. "Step on here and let your knee pass through the bars," I said as I gave two light taps on top of the window frame. "I'll hold you by the hip."

Hayden diligently did as I ordered, his crotch coming closer and closer to my face. Once his belly touched the bars, I dove straight towards his cock.

"Oh, umm," he muttered as I let my tongue slide around it, wrapped my lips around it and swallowed it as deep as it could reach.

"That's so g-g-good," he let out as he moaned. I kept on squeezing his butt with both hands, kneading them and playfully taunting his little hole with one finger as I leaned his dick on my upper lip and licked his little balls, sucking his ball sack into my mouth.

I went on sucking him off and squeezing his but for a little while until I couldn't hold myself any longer. My cock ached to cum, and I'd do anything at that point to cum inside that boy, reason be damned. As I finally let go of his cock, a string of saliva connecting its tip to my lower lip, and gave a couple steps back, I let the wind cool me down as I looked around for solutions while Hayden wobbled around as he stepped back on top of the chair.

I looked from one end of the house to the other, then I looked at the kitchen door, and it dawned on me.

"Hayden, get out through the dog door, I'll help you, then we can continue playing."

Hayden leaned back and glanced at the door.

"Isn't it too small? I never crawled through it."

"Oh, you'll fit alright," I said, then I pulled my shorts down and stroked my cock at him.

"Wouldn't you want to play with it?" He breathed heavily and then nodded back at me. "Good boy. Just collect your clothes as you come."

It wasn't too difficult, but I had to help him pass through, clumsy as he was. One arm out, then his head, and after a bit of fiddling: poof! All done. There he was, a boy not as much tall as the distance of my belly button to the ground, naked and drooling as he looked straight towards my cock.

"Come," I said as I guided him by the shoulder. "Let's continue playing there."

He walked ahead of me naked with his clothes in tow towards the guest house me and Freddie are building for his mom. We were well ahead of schedule thanks to Freddie's experience: walls and roof were up, and I spent the last few days applying mortar on the bottom floor while he indulged the boss with the plumping needs of the luxurious-to-be bathroom.

"To the stairs," I told the boy as I grabbed and dusted off a stack of tarp nearby.

"Will I suck yours like you sucked mine?" He asked looking down at me halfway through the staircase.

"And more!" I promised him.

He wandered through the many rooms in progress while I took the first door to the left where the aforementioned bathroom will be. I laid out the tarp over the floor in layers to give the boy some cushioning to his knees while he waited behind me, covering his cock and balls with his hands.

"Why are you hiding them?" I asked, laughing as I got naked myself. "You don't need to hide anything," I added as I stroked my cock in front of him while walking backwards. Hayden followed me, eyes locked onto my cock, and eventually stepped over the tap.

"Now kneel."

"Why doesn't mine work like yours?" He asked as he tried to pull his skin back, to no avail.

"Like, it covers everything but when you pull back I can see the whole head. It looks so good!"

I motioned for him to give me his hand, then placed it over the base of my cock and taught him how to stroke it. "You're too young. Yours will come out, you will see," I explained to him. I had to muster up incredible concentration not to cum as I looked down to his hand trying his best to wrap around my cock.

"I can barely touch the tip of my fingers," he said, amused. "See?"

"I can!" I said as I gently let his curly hair flow between my fingers as I rested my hand on the back of his head. "Now open your mouth. Wide."

Hayden, obedient as he was, opened his mouth as much as he could. I let my cock hover over his face and rubbed the urethra against his stuck out tongue. With his chin touching my balls my cock was perhaps just half an inch[1.25 cm] longer over where his hair met his forehead.

"Ith-shhmhells-funee."

"What?" I asked as I raised my cock.

"Your cock. It smells funny," he repeated.

"Hell yeah. You like it?"

"So much!" He replied, smiling up at me.

"I'm glad!" I returned the smile. "Now open wide, for real now."

As soon as he opened his mouth again, I pulled my foreskin back and slid my cock right inside. "Mind the teeth," I advised. Much as his fingers, his mouth couldn't quite take the thickness in stride, but Hayden damn well tried his best. I was gentle in the first thrusts to give him a little taste, yet he still gagged but did not complain. "Try to work your tongue around it while my cock is in," I instructed him, forcing him to open his mouth wider to give his tongue enough room to slither under and around my shaft.

It all felt familiar to me, even though it was my first time with a boy. And Hayden was handling it better than I did when I was as young as him.

I pulled out once I noticed Hayden was coughing as he tried to breathe. He never let go of my cock as he coughed his lungs out "You okay, boyo?"

"I'm okay!" He exclaimed in between coughs. "Don't worry about me."

"Right-o," I said. I carefully lifted his head to face me by pulling his hair up and slapped his cheeks with my cock. "I'll try to go a bit deeper now, okay? Slap my thigh if you'd like me to pull out."

"Okay!" He said after wiping off spit from his chin. "Will do."

"Open up."

I held his head with both hands as I gently pushed my hip forward. His lips were about a third of the way around the length of my shaft, and I already felt some resistance. "Here," I said as I drew an imaginary line in my cock, just a hair beyond where the tip of his nose reached. "Let's try to get here."

I increased the strength of my grip as I pushed further. The boy coughed, snorted and pinched both my thighs, but no slap. Getting where I wanted was easier than expected, but I knew I had to do baby steps.

I pulled out almost all the way but still kept the head in to give Hayden some space to breathe. He took deep breathes, but did not try to get away from my cock. "There, there," I comforted him. "Pretty easy for now, right?"

He looked up at me, tears flowing from his eyes, but with a devilish smile unmistakably etched to his lips. I relaxed my grip on the boy's head and fucked his mouth softly while he moaned as loud as he could, wrapping both hands around my cock and stroking it while he did his best to feel the tip of my urethra with his tongue.

I had no doubt Hayden would be addicted to cock from there on.

I pulled it out once more, got down to one knee and stole him a kiss. Hayden had trouble figuring out what to do with my tongue invading his mouth, and unsure as well as to what he should do with his own. But we didn't part lips. He eventually got the hang of it and began to imitate my movements as best as he could. "It tickles," he spoke softly as he looked onto my lips.

"Yeah, beard does that sometimes," I said in between gentle kisses to his mouth, cheeks and chin. "Feel good, isn't it?"

"It does," he said as licked his neck and jaw. "It all feels so good."

"And I got more new experiences for you," I whispered to his ear.

I got up on my feet again and Hayden immediately went on to continue sucking my cock. "You know when you always observe me take a piss while I work?"

"Uh-huh," he said with a mouthful.

"Well, let me try to give you a little taste," I said I as took my cock out of his hands and stepped back. I held onto his jaw and lined my cock perfectly towards his mouth. "Open it."

As soon as he did as instructed I let out a first stream of hot piss directly on his throat. My foreskin was pulled back, so some of it ended up spraying over all over his face and chest. Hayden coughed and immediately got up. "Oh my god!" He exclaimed. "That's pee!"

"It is. There's more of it still," I said as I stroked my cock and waited for him to come back to his senses. "How was it?"

"Weird!" He answered quickly.

"But not weird bad, right? Just weird weird?"

"I dunno," he said as he calmed down. "I guess just weird weird."

"Then you'll get used to it. Now back to your knees."

Hayden wiped off the piss from his face as he kneeled down again, then closed his eyes, breathed heavily and, to my amusement, licked the very hand he wiped his face off with.

"Getting used to it?"

He shrugged. "I dunno." Then he opened his mouth again.

"Good boy."

I stepped closer and rested the tip of my cock on top of his lips, but he squirmed back. "Do I have to drink all of it?"

"Well… maybe not all of it. I will think about something."

"Huhh," he said, then grabbed my cock and put it over his lips again. "Ok-kay."

"Good boy. VERY good boy," I said as I relieve myself on the boy's mouth. I went slow, to give him enough time to drink as much as he could, but some still spilled over his thighs and my feet, which gave me the idea. I held his head in place and stepped back and away from him, changing the direction of the stream from his mouth to his chest, then belly, and finally his cock.

"It's hot," he said. "Feels nice now."

"Doesn't it?" I said, laughing. "Now I'm almost done. How about you lay down on your belly, so I can give your cute little butt a shower too?"

"Of course!" He said as he dove in between my legs and stood on all fours.

Fuck, this boy is willing. "Grab your butt cheeks and spread them apart, I'm almost done." It was the first time I saw his little butt hole. Pink, small, unblemished and innocent. I pointed my cock down and made sure his butt was glistening and wet when I was all done.

But then Hayden stayed there, his butt hole facing me. Inviting me, even. He liked the attention, somehow I knew.

It would not be customary to fuck a hole like this on the first time, but damn, I couldn't think straight. I was set on taking this boy's cherry. "Hayden," I said as I kneeled beside him and laid down on my back. "Sit on my face, then lie over me and suck my cock."

"What will this do?" He asked as he got up and moved on top of me.

"It will make you feel good," I answered.

He positioned his butt right on top of me, and that sight was forever recorded into my brain: the view of a hard, naked and innocent boy, from below. As he slowly descended to sit onto my face, I began to stroke myself faster and faster. I didn't cum already not for sheer will, but for pure luck, that I am sure.

Once he got closer, he hovered his butt above my face unsure of what to do, I imagined. So I pulled him down. His butt wiggled as it plopped onto my face, and my tongue took no time exploring the outskirts of his delicious butt hole. Hayden moaned upon first contact of my tongue and began to wiggle his hip over my face.

I forced him to lie down with one arm while my free hand held my cock upright. He took it in his hands but wasn't tall enough to suck it properly, so he spent his time licking the head while I tasted his hole. While I massaged his thighs and butt cheeks. At times, I could have mistaken Hayden's moans for that of an adult slut. Boy was destined for cock.

I felt cum building up, so I had to gently slap Hayden on the back a few times for him to slow down, but I wouldn't hold much longer. In fact, if I hadn't taken him off of me, I would for sure have cummed in his mouth. Not bad at all, but I had bigger aspirations.

I stood there, catching my breath and trying to not touch my cock, to calm down a bit while he looked at me with legs spread apart, confused. "Are you okay?" He asked, worried.

"Oof, I'm okay," I said. "I'm just about to climax, so I need to catch a breather."

"Do you want some more milk? I can get it for you," he offered.

I laughed. "No, no, just wait a few seconds," I said. "Just come here and kiss me."

He got on his knees and leaned over to kiss my lips. He himself tried to push his tongue inside my mouth as he crawled over me and laid on top of my chest. "Beautiful boy," I said softly while we kissed.

We kept on this tender loving moment for a couple of minutes, more than I needed to calm down, surely, but kissing him was just too good. And now I was ready to deflower him. "Hayden," I began saying while we kissed and caressed each other's hair, "how about I put my cock inside your ass?"

"Yes, mister," he innocently answered right away as my middle finger circled his butt hole, which puckered at every touch. "I want this."

"You want me inside of you, yeah?" I asked again lovingly as I pushed and wiggled the tip of my finger inside. With little warm-up, a finger went in easily and without resistance, so I tried to slide another finger in, and I felt his chest quiver on top of mine as he squirmed. "Just relax," I said as I pulled his face back to meet mine. "Relax and tell me you want me inside of you."

Hayden groaned softly and moaned a good deal while I kept on pushing two fingers in. Once both were two knuckles deep, I stopped and hugged him. He came to my ear and whispered, "I want you inside of me, mister."

I looked into his tender eyes and we kissed again, then pushed him aside and got on my knees. "Alright, Hayden. I need you to stay on all fours now, okay? I'll try to slide this inside of you," I said as I slapped my hand with my cock. "Try not to squirm too much, or it will make it harder for me. Do you understand?"

He nodded, then followed my orders. I positioned myself behind him and began drawing circles around his butt hole with my cock. Once I felt he was more relaxed, I put the tip right on the door and held onto his hip with one hand. "I'm going in now," I said. He moaned as he felt pressure build up against his butt, but he kept on breathing loudly and trying not to pucker up.

My head wasn't going in without some tough negotiation, though. So to speak. So I held him tighter on the hip and tried to force it inside in one go. Hayden jumped forward once the head went in, cried loudly and his muscles became stiff all of a sudden. "Ouch!"

"Hey now, hey now," I said calmly while I held onto his shoulders to prevent him from breaking the lock. "It's done now, the head is in, now it's all smooth sails," I explained. "How about I stand still and let you get used to it for a bit?"

"Ouch, ouch," he kept on saying. Then I noticed he was leaning his upper body in just one arm, while the other was busy stroking his little dick. Made me smile that he kept on braving on and enjoying himself anyway. "Can we wait longer?"

I looked down. His butt clenched around my shaft, us both glistening from piss and sweat, breathing heavily. "We can wait," I assured him.

Hayden touched himself faster and faster as he became used to my cock inside him while I massaged his back. I probed his ass by pushing just a tiny bit inside, but he would stiffen up almost immediately. At least I knew it wouldn't get any more difficult for him from there on. It was my cock after all, not Freddie's.

After two minutes or so, he stopped squirming so reactively to my hip's every movement. "Hey, boy, I need you to toughen up a bit, okay?"

"It is going all in, right?"

"Yes," I told him. "I want my balls to touch your butt."

He took deep breaths, and I felt the grip on his butt loosen up. "Okay, I'm ready."

I began pushing. "Try not to scream, okay?" I said. Hayden endured it well for the first half, but on the second half he broke down groaning and moaning loud. "Hmmm, ouch! Ouch!" And yet, he did not stop touching himself for one second while I pushed further and further in.

When he felt my balls touch him, it was if a burden was taken off his shoulders. He let out a deep breath, seemingly relieved it was done, and reached behind to feel my cock deep inside him. "That feels so weird," he said, exasperated.

"But weird bad or weird weird?"

"Weird good," he said, smiling. His face was dripping sweat.

"Good boy."

"I tried touching myself before, but it never felt as good as now."

"You need the right motivation," I said as I massaged his back. "How does my cock feel inside?"

"Feels difficult," he admitted. "But nice."

"That's good." I wrapped my hand around his neck and pulled him up for one more kiss. "Now I'm going to fuck you until I cum inside you, okay?" I whispered to his ear.

He closed his eyes and began breathing heavily again. When he looked at me once more, he just nodded and waited. I pulled back and pushed it in, and he groaned. His hips were trying to increase the distance from mine by pure instinct, but I held onto them tightly. Then I did it once more, balls deep, and he moaned loudly. With each thrust I went slightly faster and stronger than before.

Hayden never stopped moaning and groaning, but after some time his butt gave up trying to resist, so I pushed him against the floor, laid myself on top of him, leaned over my hands and began to fuck him hard, balls slapping his butt as loudly as I could. Hayden tried to chant something, but his words were completely undecipherable among his moans and groans.

I was about to cum, so I laid myself completely on top of him, skin against skin, and slowed my speed. I could hear Hayden's breathing under me matching my own as I reached climax. We both cummed together, moaning in unison, as I flooded the boy's ass while he had his first dry orgasm.

As cum kept flowing out I kept on fucking him slowly until my whole body shivered, and I fell on his side with my cock sliding out of him, allowing a river of cum to ooze out of the boy's hole and onto the tarp. "F-fuck," I said. "That was good."

He said nothing in response. Instead, he came closer and hugged me, resting his head on my armpit, as exhausted as me.

We laid there naked for a good while, looking dearly at each other, exchanging loving kisses.

"No, don't wear your clothes," I said as we prepared ourselves to go out. I was already fully dressed and trying to fit the tarp inside my backpack. "You smell of piss, if you wear them your mom will notice."

"But what will I do? Walk naked back inside?" He asked, puzzled. "And I'm oozing out, too," he added as he held onto his butt.

"But didn't you already come here naked?" I said, laughing. "Now that I think of it, asking you to bring your clothes was a bit silly."

He laughed back at me. "You're silly, mister!"

I got up, backpack in tow. "Shall we go, then? I'll help you get back in, and then you go straight to shower. Deal?"

"Deal!" He said as he took my hand, and we walked back together to the main house.

We should have spent a little over an hour in total. As I got near the kitchen, I still saw no movement inside. Relieved I lucked out, I gave Hayden a goodbye kiss before I helped him crawl through the dog door again. "Will I see you next Monday?" He asked before going in.

"Absolutely!" I told him, then we finally waved each other goodbye through the window and I went on my way.

On the pathway to the front, I heard the sound of a key going through a keyhole and I got a shiver in my spine. Mother or uncle, I thought to myself, one or both. I considered tip-toeing my way back to get out later, but I didn't hear the door being opened, only the key being turned. Carefully, I walked closer to the front door, trying to see whoever it was who was there.

"Freddie?!" I said discreetly.

"Whaa-" Freddie said, startled, dropping the key.

"Where did you get that key?" I asked, aghast.

"Weren't you supposed to be home by now?" He asked back. "And where are your tools?"

I slapped my forehead as I realized I had forgotten about them. "Right. I-" I started saying as I turned back to the pool, but was interrupted by Freddie, who touched me by the shoulder.

"Why are you so sweaty and sticky? You smell of…"

I turned to him and his eyes looked down at my shorts. "The boy is home, isn't he?"

Though I ended up missing the good money that extra job I had on my day off – no more PS4 Pro for now, sadly – it wasn't all bad news. I'm sure you know what I mean. The following few days went by surprisingly uneventful, aside from an understandably grumpy Freddie looking over my shoulder all day. Hayden wasn't waddling about, thank heavens, and neither I nor Freddie noticed her treating us or her son any differently. So yeah, I fucked a boy real good and didn't get into any trouble for it.

Not that I was going to go looking for it, of course. Not willingly. But Hayden began to come with his usual milk and cookies and wouldn't go away without a little extra. The cute boy got pretty good at sneaking around and finding good openings.

And so, there he was, walking around the pool with a tray in his hands, bringing us our treats, with his usual smile that he knew made my dick spring to life.

"Well, at least you took my advice, you're wearing underwear now," Freddie said as he looked at my crotch. "Yesterday Mrs. almost caught you with that tent of yours. I still can't believe you hid Hayden behind bags of cement, and she didn't notice at all."

I shrugged as I was about to answer him, but Hayden had arrived. "Hey mister!" He exclaimed with a joyous voice, as he put the tray over on our work bench. "Good afternoon!"

Freddie inspected the main house, while I went to a blind spot and signaled the boy to follow me. "Where's your mom at, son?"

"Stuck in her office for a while now, I think," the boy said as I pulled down my pants and let him fondle my balls over my off-white briefs. "I think she is in a meeting."

My partner shook his head, then went on to grab his glass of milk and leaned over a wall keeping watch. "You're pushing your luck, man."

"Mmmm," I mumbled as I grabbed Hayden's head and shoved it against my cock. "Smells good today?"

"Y-yeshhir!"

"I let it ripen up for you. Maybe I can leave it with you as a gift, what do you say?"

"Yes!" He answered.

"Most definitely not!" Freddie also said, at the same time.

I shrugged. "Boss said no," I told him. Hayden made a grimace at him and then kept on sniffing my underwear. "You're jealous of us," I whispered to him in jest. As I tugged my thumbs into my briefs, I took a good look at Freddie's bulge. He was gently squeezing his cock. He was always visibly hard whenever Hayden and I were at it, but never wanted to have anything to do with us, despite my invitations. I was glad to find he was slowly getting warmed up to it at his own pace, though.

"Okay then," I told Hayden, "you know how we do it, we only have a few minutes. Let's try again," I continued as I let my cock out and drew a line two thirds of the way from the tip to the base. "Try to go this far today, and control your gagging."

"But will I get cum today?"

"Dunno."

"But mister, you haven't cummed for me since-"

"I know, boyo, I know," I told him as I patted his head. "Takes time to cum. You'll get it eventually, I promise."

He shrugged. "How about pee?"

"I'm all empty for now, sorry. You want to drink my pee every day now?"

"Of course!"

Freddie looked at me and pointed to his wrist. "Time, Marco. Time."

"Okay, okay, Hayden, open up. Remember, this far, no gagging."

The boy nodded at me as he opened his mouth wide and stuck his tongue out. I grabbed his head by both sides of his jaw, rested the tip of my cock on his tongue and slid it in slowly but steadily. One third of the way in and through my fingers I had already sensed Hayden having trouble pulling air in. "Almost there," I told him as he closed his eyes shut. Despite me forcing myself inside, I was hitting a wall. "No gagging," I said once more as I went a little harder at his throat.

It had no give. Hayden stood strong for almost the whole try while he caressed the bottom of my cock with his tongue, exactly as I had instructed him, but he gagged and coughed, so I pulled out. "We're making good progress," I assured him as I wiped off the tears running down on his cheeks and let him catch his breath.

"Did I do better today, mister?"

"You did great!" I told him smiling, then looked up at Freddie and shook my head. "But how about we try something different today? Let's try this," I said as I took my shirt off and laid it over a stack of cement bags.

"What are you doing, Marco? You can't be expecting to fuck the boy right now," Freddie asked, worried.

"Relax, man, I just want to improve the angle, you know?"

He shook his head in disapproval. "Just get on with it, you never listen to me anyway."

"Right. So here, boyo, let me help you out. No no no!" I exclaimed as I watched him reach for his shorts. "We're not doing that now, it's something different. Just hop on here and lay on your back."

Hayden held onto my shoulder as I helped him get on the makeshift bed I made for him. "Like this, mister?"

"Almost. Just let your head hang over the edge a tiny bit."

He shifted his weight towards me and did as asked. His eyes were now level with my balls. "Like this, mister?"

"Just perfect. Now open your mouth, I'll try to go deeper."

I lined myself up to his throat and began sliding it in. As deep as I was before, the tight hole was being much less stubborn now, with the sharp angle out of the way. "No gagging, no gagging," I whispered the chant to myself as I forced myself in and watched my cock slowly expand the inner walls of his throat. I held one hand onto his neck and I felt it swell up rather nicely. His lungs were fighting me, pushing air against my cock, but the boy kept going strong trying not to cough. "Almost there, almost there," I said as I kept on expanding his throat.

I could feel Hayden's nose against my balls trying to pull air in, but there was nowhere for such air to go but to puff up his cheeks. He drooled heavily as he grabbed my thighs and squeezed them tight. No coughing, no tapping, so far so good. "Halfway there."

"I'm impressed," Freddie told me, amused. "He really can take it rough for a boy as small as he is."

"He's the best," I told Freddie as I pulled Hayden's shirt up and caressed his belly. "Keep strong, I'll do one final, and gentle push, then I'll let you breathe, okay?" I told the boy.

I slid my hand inside his underoos, cupped his tiny hard cock and fondled his little balls as I went in for the final stretch. His throat had begun to close up on me, but that only made me eager to fuck this boy's mouth. A tenth of an inch to my goal, I would say, he began to gasp for air. His hands had moved on to squeeze my hairy butt cheeks tight, but Hayden wasn't throwing the towel in yet. So I gave him some mercy and somewhat gently but sternly shoved what remained of my cock down his throat, balls hitting on his forehead, and stayed there motionless for one full second, while he gagged and slapped my butt, before I pulled it out.

Hayden rolled and fell on all fours beside the stack of cement, coughing and gasping for air as he held on to his neck. I kneeled beside him, cock in hand and stroking hard, and caressed his head. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah," he said in between coughs. "Just give me a minute, then we do it again."

I looked up at Freddie, who was wide-eyed looking down at us. "I told you he was a whore. Boy can take quite a beating from cock and will come back up asking for double."

Freddie scratched his beard. His other hand was inside his pants, stroking his cock. "Fuck man, you lucky motherfucker."

"We can both be lucky, you know?" I told him as I helped Hayden get back up.

He rolled his eyes, contemplating.

"Ready for more?" I asked Hayden.

"Back on here again?" He said as he slapped my shirt over the cement.

"Only if you want."

As a response, Hayden climbed up again and laid exactly as he was, then opened his mouth wide with both his hands inside his shorts touching himself as he waited for me.

"Such a beautiful boy," I whispered as I spit on my hand to lube my cock up a touch more and slid it into his mouth again. "I'll try to go all in again, get your lungs full."

Hayden took a deep breath and then gave me a thumbs up, his little cocklet out for anyone to see, pointing right towards the ceiling. With that, I pushed in and closed his airways, forcing myself a bit faster this time. Halfway through, I pulled out and began to gently fuck his virgin throat. Seeing his neck expand each time I shoved my cock in it was enough fuel to make me cum.

It also made me curious to see how much nicer it would look if it were Freddie's cock doing the work, too.

I pumped onto his throat for a good few seconds before the boy slapped me, asking for air. "Hold on tight, then." Before pulling out, I had decided to go for one full run. I held onto his neck with both hands and shoved my whole cock in once more. I moaned softly, ready to cum as Hayden squeezed and slapped my butt cheeks while my sweaty balls were stuck to his face, when I heard an ever so discreet "fuck" over on my right ear, followed by a much more ominous "FUCK" from Freddie.

"Get the fuck out, she's almost here!" Freddie warned us.

I had little time to think. I pulled out and muffled Hayden's coughing as I swiftly picked him up on my arms and ran up the unfinished stairs to the second floor while also trying to pull my pants up again. I managed to only narrowly escape his mother, when I felt Hayden pinching my arm to take my hand off his mouth.

"Sorry, boyo," I whispered to him. "Be quiet, mom's down there," I told him as I laid him on the floor, inside a room and next to the door while I looked him in the eyes. Still gasping for air, he nodded back to me. I stayed close to the wall, trying to hear footsteps. If she went to the second floor, Freddie and I were done.

Worrisome as it was, I was still rock hard the whole time. On edge, in multiple ways.

I heard Freddie and his mom talking, but couldn't make out what they were talking about. Not more than a few minutes later, I heard Freddie's heavy footsteps walking up the stairs, but somewhat relieved not to hear her stilettos as well.

"You forgot this, jackass," he told me as he tossed my shirt on my face. "How would I ever explain a sweaty shirt laid neatly on top of a stack of cement to her. You're lucky I'm so smart. Fuck, you're so lucky."

"So what happened?" I asked him as I dressed myself again.

"Quickly rolled it into a ball and tossed it aside," he answered shrugging. "As for you, young boy," he continued as he looked down at Hayden, still breathing heavily, half naked and, like me, fully hard. "Your mom thinks you're in your room playing on your console."

"How do you know that?"

"She told me," he said. "Dude, your sheer luck, I can't fucking believe."

"Why did she tell you that?" I asked, confused.

"She asked me whether I could stay one or two hours over while waiting for her brother to arrive. He's stuck in traffic outside the city, but she really needs to go out for work. She knocked on his door and, since he didn't answer, thought he was too concentrated on the game and didn't want to distract him."

I smiled from ear to ear. "Is she asking you to babysit Hayden?"

"She asked us, actually. Double our hourly rate, too."

"That's so fucking great," I said, ecstatic. "You hear that, Hayden?"

Hayden jumped back to his feet, and before he was able to answer me with the cutest smile on Earth, Freddie interjected.

"Well, about that. You should tidy yourself up and sneak back to your room," he told Hayden. "Your mom is leaving in about thirty minutes, I'm sure she will kiss you goodbye before she's out of here."

Freddie came out of the long hallway onto the living room, where Hayden and I were making out and stood by the couch, next to us. "Guess you two couldn't wait any longer, huh?"

"No, I couldn't!" Hayden told him.

"I'm teaching him how to kiss," I explained.

"He's teaching me how to kiss!" The boy echoed while sitting on my lap before pulling my face back towards his, so he could continue twisting his tongue onto mine.

"Heh, what a great, diligent student you are, boy!" Freddie said as he patted Hayden's head.

Hayden reached out to get a feel of Freddie's bulge under his shorts. Even with clothes as baggy as he was wearing, no one would be able to conceal a dick as big as his. "It's so heavy," the boy whispered to me as he squeezed my friend's manhood.

"It's much bigger than mine," I whispered back. "I love playing with it."

Freddie put his hand over Hayden's, and together they began slowly stroking his cock.

"So what's the plan?" I asked Freddie as I lowered Hayden's head to my neck, signaling where to kiss me. "We take a shower and do it in her bed?"

"Seems like it. Boy's bedroom is too small and full of expensive toys everywhere. And please, don't lean on the couch, you're super sweaty and the madam for sure will smell your funk on it tomorrow morning."

"Fuck you," I said, laughing. "It's not THAT strong."

He shrugged. "Says you. Anyway," he continued as he kept caressing his own cock with the boy's hand while Hayden kissed my neck and collar bone. "We need to shower. Rinse it all out, get the damn lampshades out of the room, have sex, clean up. I already left some used bedsheets by the door, we should use them and then stash them deep among the dirty clothes, so she won't notice."

"Aye, aye," I told him. "Come on, Hayden, we gotta shower a bit, before we play."

"Aww…" the boy answered, disappointed.

"What was that for?" Freddie asked.

"Yeah. Aren't you excited we're playing again? Freddie's gonna be with us in the shower! We can even pee on you," I suggested while looking up at Freddie, who looked back at me nodding in approval.

"Aw, the pee is nice, but you two smell sooo good. Why do we have to shower?"

"Well. It's to keep our secret between us. Don't you think your mom will find it strange when she gets home late at night and her bed is smelling of, well, us?"

Hayden took a few seconds to ponder, but he reluctantly nodded to us. I then gave him a few cheeky slaps on his hip, so he could hop off of my lap, and we went on our way. "It's as spacious inside as it looks from the outside, isn't it?"

"Literally never set foot in a bedroom so full of bling," Freddie told me as he guided us. "Maybe I can get a souvenir on my way out too," he whispered to me.

"Don't go around jeopardizing our reputation," I whispered back, jokingly.

He scoffed. "Says you, boy fucker."

Freddie stopped by the bathroom and immediately took his shirt off, so I followed suit. Hayden went past us and decided to lean over the stairs and glance down at the floor below us.

"How about the table?"

"The table?" Freddie asked.

"There," Hayden pointed. The table in the kitchen I snuck him out of days prior. "It's reeeeally heavy, can't we play there?"

Freddie and I exchanged looks. "Why do you want to play in the kitchen?" I asked.

"So we don't have to shower," he answered with a glimmer in his eyes as he hugged me and rested his face on my crotch. "I want you like you are, mister."

"That so?" I laughed as I let the boy rub his rosy cheeks on my crotch, while Freddie caressed the hair on his hairy belly. I looked over at him and raised my brow. "How about that?"

Freddie scratched his chin while he swung his cock under his shorts up and down, restless. "It works. Easier to clean up later, but we can't go rough on him."

"Poor old Fred," I joked.

"I'll make do."

"Come now, boy," I said as I pulled Hayden's face away from my cock. "I know you're eager to suck me. Let's go to the kitchen!"

"Yaaaaay!" He exclaimed before jumping his way down to the kitchen in about a split-second.

"Fuck, Marco, what did you do to him?" Freddie asked me as he held my shoulder. "Boy's a fucking whore, and he can only dry cum!"

I was about to zing back at him, but I looked down and saw him slapping his cock. When the delicious musk exuding from his balls as they bounced reached my nostrils, my brain went haywire. Instead, I just took his cock in my hand and stroked it as I pulled him in for a kiss.

"Hey!" Hayden screamed from the other end of the stairs. "You two coming or staying up there smooching?"

"You see this?" I asked.

"The boy naked, yeah," Freddie answered, wide-eyes. "Cute small dick, so hard already, fuck."

Freddie walked down the stairs first. As he passed me and all the way down I saw his eyes were locked onto one target: that tiny boy cock, thinner than Freddie's fingers, so wonderfully being served to us.

Hayden came to hug Freddie around his thighs. As much as I wanted to see the boy stand tall in front of him and still be under my partner's throbbing dick, perhaps even pulling up a chair to stroke one out while I admired a hunky and hairy piece of man be serviced by his prepubescent cum sock, Freddie had another idea in mind.

The moment the boy went under Freddie's cock and looked up, Freddie put his hands under Hayden's armpits and lifted him up. "Light as a feather, boy," he told him.

"He he he, it's because I'm so small," Hayden answered, legs hanging in the air, unsure of what to do while his hard dick pointed to Freddie's nose. He looked up and began giggling. "Hey, I can touch the ceiling now, I'm so tall!"

"Yes you are," Freddie said as he put one of the boy's legs over his shoulder and shifted weight from one arm to the other by gently holding Hayden by his butt. "Yes you are," he reiterated while he put the other leg over the shoulder and leaned in to suck the boy's cock.

"WOW!" Hayden exclaimed. "That feels so ticklish!"

Freddie savored Hayden's cock like a lollipop: slowly sliding his tongue around it and towards the base, then sliding it down and under his smooth balls, towards the perineum where he felt Hayden had the most intense responses. Freddie had trouble keeping the boy's balance every time he played with his taint, so severe was his squirming. He had to hold Hayden by resting his butt on the base of his palms while his fingers held on to his back.

Then, from the perineum, Freddie would slowly come back and open his mouth wide, swallowing that cute cock whole, slurping it hard and loudly. Hayden was losing his mind, wiggling his hip as best as he could on that man's face. He tried to face fuck Freddie, too – the hip movement he copied from me, I'm sure – but he had trouble gripping the man's head, bald and slick from the sweat.

Not long after Hayden stopped trying to talk to let his wildest moans out, I kneeled in front of Freddie. As I looked up, I had to stop stroking myself and take a few deep, slow breaths to not cum on the spot. After all, in front of me was this most delicious bear-type man, with a huge and thick uncut dick, round, muscular and hairy belly, going down on the cutest and most gorgeous boy we both knew.

The contrast between man and boy was mesmerizing in and of itself. The boy's white, unblemished skin against the man's sweaty, sun-tanned, weathered skin most Latino men have. The very thought of Freddie's cock going inside that boy's cute butt – whose asshole I was clearly able to see from where I stood whenever Freddie took his finger out of the way, that is – made me lose my train of thought and get back to instinctively rubbing my cock, edging closer to orgasm once more.

While Freddie held the boy on his shoulders, I crouched in front of him and got closer to that gorgeous cock of his. It throbbed and leaked pre-cum profusely. I stuck my tongue out, awkwardly caught the stream flowing downwards, and then moved up. When my lips touched his foreskin, he backed away.

"Hey now," he said. I heard the 'plop' from his mouth letting go of Hayden's little cock. "Don't wear out all my musk, leave it for the boy to clean."

"Wow, I'm gonna suck your cock?" The boy said, looking down towards the massive mast hovering close to my head. "But it's so big!"

"You can lick it like a lollipop," Freddie answered. He grabbed Hayden's cock with two fingers and licked it, to demonstrate. "See?"

I shrugged. "Oh well." Freddie was right, in a sense. As much as I love his cock – cherish, even – Hayden was the star. He was the one we should've been giving all the attention to.

And so, I did.

I got up and stood on my toes to reach Hayden's butt while I held onto Freddie's arms. My belly touched his and we rubbed them together, with little friction despite how hairy we are due to our sweat. Freddie got what I was going for and lowered himself and the boy while he pulled his butt cheeks apart.

The boy's cute, pink asshole landed right on my tongue. Hayden let out a loud, long moan as I lapped on his butt while Freddie kept on sucking on his little dick. "A-ah, wow! Wow," he uttered, almost unintelligibly.

I've always loved how me and Freddie were able to know what was in each other's mind, especially during sex. I put one hand over his hand and Hayden's butt, and he took it away, splitting the boy's weight between us. Then, together, we both put our cocks together and rubbed ourselves. I couldn't wrap my hand around then, naturally, due to how thick Freddie's cock was, but we got used to it. It was second nature to us.

I don't know for how long we stood there, pleasuring Hayden while he could reach the ceiling while we stroked ourselves. The boy was enjoying it too much. He began to wiggle his waist, the circular motions moving his little cock in and then out of Freddie's mouth, while I sat still and let my tongue penetrate his asshole whenever he wiggled it towards me.

I leaned back and just admired how hot both of them looked. Hayden was mesmerized. My own cock was almost completely covered with Freddie's pre-cum. All our bodies sweaty and glistening.

"Are you enjoying it?" Freddie asked Hayden. He moaned in response. "Let's try something else then, okay?"

"W-what is it?" Hayden asked.

"If you trust me, how about I flip you down, then you try to suck me off while I suck you off?" He proposed.

"Wait," Hayden stopped wiggling. "I'm confused. What?"

"It will be like this. Ready?" As Hayden opened his mouth to answer, Freddie continue, "one, two, three, go!" And in one swift motion he took the boy's legs from over his shoulder, flipped him over and held him tight against his chest and belly, holding him up from his rib cage.

"Hey, wow! This is crazy!" The boy answered, cackling.

"It is crazy!" Freddie said. "Crazy fun, right?" He added as he wiggled his cock. "Can you hold it?"

Hayden, arms flinging about, looked down and reached to grab it. It was a bit far from his face, but as he raised it, it easily touched the back of his cheek. "I can hold it!"

"Great, buddy," Freddie said. "Now can you suck it for me? Pull the skin back and show me how you do it," he added before he continued sucking the boy's cock.

I crouched beside Hayden's head to take a good look at the boy's face and eyes. "A bit menacing, isn't it?" I whispered to him.

He didn't blink once. "A little," he answered. "It is so much heavier than yours."

"You will get used to it," I said as I combed his upside down hair and stroked his scalp. "Pull the skin back. All the way, like I taught you."

Hayden firmly grabbed the cock before him with both hands, and then pulled it back. The familiar smell of a day's worth of sweat, piss and, as I was sure, a morning masturbation, had hit both our noses. It almost made me cum on the spot again, but it took the wind out of Hayden for a split second, who turned his face away.

Before I opened my mouth to ask whether he was okay with it, Hayden faced that bull's cock again, braved himself and took another good whiff. Then another, and another. He then touched the cock against the tip of his nose and pulled the foreskin up again, taking another whiff.

"Well, I guess you are good with it, then," I said, laughing.

"I won't ever forget this smell," he answered as he kept on whiffing.

I kept on watching as Hayden ignored Freddie's advice and instead tried to stuff his mouth with cock. Freddie squirmed and groaned. "Careful with teeth, buddy," he said. Still with a mouthful, Hayden took it out as carefully as he could, opening his mouth as wide as possible. He then licked his lips twice, then began licking Freddie's cock.

I got up and stood in front of him to continue playing with the asshole that was now pointing upwards. I licked my middle finger and slowly pushed it inside. It was the second time I penetrated Hayden. I still felt some resistance, but his ass was much more welcoming to visitors than before. In fact, it tried to swallow my finger with gluttony.

"I always dreamed of doing this," Freddie confided to me.

"Fucking a boy, right?"

"No. I mean, yes," he answered. "But I mean this," he clarified as he wiggled the boy up and down. "A standing 69 with a boy."

"Well, I'm glad we're doing it together," I said. We kissed, and then we resumed playing.

While both of us were occupied silently enjoying ourselves and servicing Hayden, the boy made loud and slurping sounds as he licked Freddie's cock. He moaned and gagged, certainly whenever he tried to get the head inside his mouth. Boy was he crazy for cock.

It didn't take long before I heard him slapping Freddie's leg. "I feel dizzy."

I stepped back and helped Freddie turn him over, then took him up in my arms, laid him on the table and combed his hair. "You okay, boy?"

"Yeah, I'm cool," he said. "It was a bit uncomfortable for me, but it was so fun!"

Freddie and I smiled at each other. "Well, don't push yourself. We will let you rest for a bit."

"No! I want more!" He exclaimed as he sat himself up.

"Shh, don't worry," I calmed him down and gently pushed him to lay down again. "We are not stopping. Just lay down and let us continue."

I grabbed his legs by his knees, pulled them up and then pushed them towards his upper body. "Are you gonna fuck me now?" he asked, wide-eyed, then looked at Freddie's throbbing cock. "Are you?" he asked Freddie.

"In a bit," I answered, and Freddie nodded. "We're not quite done tasting your deliciousness."

Hayden giggled at the long word while I gave way to Freddie to pull up a chair. He sat in front of the boy's ass, pulled his butt cheeks apart and slithered as much of his tongue inside as he could. I went to suck the boy's little cock meanwhile.

"O-ooh," the boy moaned as he breathed heavily. I felt his little cock throb in my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed it always did that whenever Freddie pushed his tongue inside him.

"A good whore, huh?" I whispered to Freddie.

He just nodded at me while his tongue was deep inside the boy's hole.

It felt like much longer, but I'm sure it didn't take Hayden much over two minutes for him to start trembling. I looked at my friend and we both knew what we had to do: Freddie increased the depth and intensity of his tongue fucking, while I swallowed the boy's cock and hairless balls whole, gently pressing them as I slowly let them out, and then again.

"O-o-OOOH!" Hayden exclaimed. His trembling was more erratic and violent. To push him further, I let go of him and let Freddie stroke him off, then walked to the other side of the table and shoved his face in my sweaty armpit. "Take a whiff, boyo. Lick it!"

The boy moaned loudly as he took a big whiff. His hand landed heavily on Freddie's head, trying unsuccessfully to push his face close to his ass. Freddie's head was too slick, he dripped sweat off of his chin. But Freddie took the message.

It was when I pinched the boy's nipple that Hayden began to whimper and spasm. He moaned wildly, while still taking in big whiffs off of my armpit and licking it profusely. "M-mmmm, oooo, g-god!" He exclaimed with what little steam he had in his lungs.

When he stopped spasming, Freddie got up and gently pulled him towards him. His huge cock rested atop Hayden's. "You okay, kid?" he asked as he landed his cock on the boy's belly. If inside, it could reach and then surpass his navel. It was that big.

Hayden just giggled with eyes closed as an answer.

Freddie stroked himself on top of Hayden while I walked around the table again. I fondled my friend's hairy butt and we kissed while we waited for the boy to come back to his senses.

Which wouldn't take long anyway. The perks of youth.

Once we saw Hayden's breathing had gone back to normal, Freddie took him by the shoulders, lifted him up and landed him on the floor. "Kneel," he ordered.

Hayden happily did as instructed, and we stood one on each side of him. He could grab my cock and suck me off easily, but he would have to stretch to reach Freddie's balls. "Hold on," I said.

I went outside and grabbed the stepladder we saw the cleaning lady use many times, then unfolded it and threw a couple of kitchen towels on the first step. "Here, kneel on this."

"Smart," Freddie said. "I could have just, you know, pointed it down, you know."

"Shut up," I answered. We both laughed as we patted each other's shoulder while Hayden stepped on the ladder and waited for us.

I grabbed Freddie's cock and guided him so we both landed our cocks on top of Hayden's cheeks. He grabbed them both and leaned back to take a good look at them. "It is SO much bigger!" he said. He wiggled Freddie's cock around a couple of times. "And much heavier too!"

"Isn't it?" Freddie smirked, proudly.

Hayden slowly stroked my cock while he admired the other one. "Will you fuck me?"

I laughed. "I dunno. That's going to leave a dent."

Freddie shrugged. "We can try. But I think it's a bit too early for that."

"We should try!" Hayden exclaimed.

"We will," I said.

"But for now, lick my hairy balls," Freddie added.

Hayden diligently lifted the cock to access Freddie's low hangers. Freddie stepped ahead, and the boy touched his nose.

"They smell funny."

"Funny?" Freddie asked.

"I got this," I whispered to him. "Funny weird, Hayden? Or funny good?"

He took another whiff. "Funny good."

"Good," I said. "Now lick them."

He stuck his tongue out and did one wide and broad stroke from bottom to top. "Tastes salty too. Salty good."

Freddie breathed out heavily upon the boy's touch. "Soft tongue," he whispered to me.

We fondled each other's butts while Hayden sucked our cocks. Licking Freddie's like a lollipop as he instructed, since the boy really couldn't comfortably take him in his mouth, and then trying to swallow more of mine like our sneaky plays since after our first session. He still gagged, but was much better at controlling his reflex. There was still some way to go, however.

Every now and then, Freddie would rub his fingers along my butt crack and take a whiff at the musk on them, too. Every time he did so, he pushed Hayden's head towards his balls, and the boy would gleefully lick them.

"Oh, fuck, I want to fuck you so bad!" Freddie exclaimed out of nowhere. He lifted Hayden and made him stand on the tallest step of the ladder, then held his face still and leaned in for a kiss.

Hayden closed his eyes and pursed his lips, but Freddie gently held his jaw from both sides and tongue fucked the boy's mouth. It took the boy by surprise, but he quickly got used to it while Freddie explored all he could.

"We will train your mouth, kid," Freddie said. "I want you to suck me, like you can suck him."

"I will t-" Hayden began saying and was stopped by Freddie's tongue invading his mouth again.

Meanwhile, I stroked myself as I squeezed the boy's butt.

"Let's start now," Freddie said.

"Yay!" Hayden answered, ecstaticly.

I lifted Hayden and once again laid him on the table. This time, his head was facing towards us while his bottom was pointing to the wall. Then I pulled him closer, so his head would hang off the edge of the table. "Comfortable?"

"A bit," he answered.

I picked up the towels I used for his knees, folded them up and stacked them under his neck. "Better?"

"Yes. Thank you, mister."

Freddie lined his cock right in front of the boy's mouth, which was already open to its fullest. "AAAAA", he said, then pulled his foreskin back and slowly put it in. Hayden struggled right away. He coughed and sneezed, and his mouth could barely fit the head, so he took it out and gave the boy a few seconds.

"Maybe in a couple of years?" I said to Freddie while I fondled his belly and butt.

"Seems so," Freddie said, frustrated. "Let's try one more time."

Hayden nodded then opened his mouth wide. Once again, Freddie carefully pushed ahead. Hayden made a great effort to wrap his lips around the head's rim, but was still unable to get it any further in, as expected.

Frustrated, Freddie took it out and stroked himself. "You do it."

I slapped his butt. "You'll get there," I assured him. He went to the other side of the table while I took his place. "Okay, Hayden, can you see this?" I said as I drew the imaginary line about 80% towards the base. "Let's try and get there, then stay there for a few seconds, okay?"

"Okay!" Hayden answered, enthusiastically. "And sorry, mister!" he said to Freddie.

"Don't worry about it, kid!" Freddie answered as he wet his middle finger and unceremoniously stuck it in the boy's ass.

"W-wow!" the boy blurted out. While his was in the middle of his pronunciation, I slid my cock inside, carefully and slowly, resting one hand on his neck to feel it inevitably expand.

Hayden held it together all the way towards the target line. No coughing, no sneezing. "We're there," I said. I waited a few seconds while I saw Freddie pull his finger out, then lick two and slither them in back again. The penetration made him twitch, lose control of his breathing and cough.

"Hey, pretty good!" I said to Hayden as I pulled out. "Did you like it?"

"T-thanks, and yeah!" he said as he wiped the spit off of his face. "I could almost touch your balls with my nose, too!"

"That's pretty good, boyo! Now let's try again, and then I'll do the motions, okay?"

Hayden's answer was to smile and open his mouth, so I put it in again and, as carefully as before, pushed in until the agreed mark, all while Freddie rubbed at the boy's prostate with two fingers while he wiggled his little butt.

Then I began to pull out completely to give Hayden some space to breathe, then back in again. We went through the motions without haste. Hayden was getting pretty good at moving his tongue around my shaft to increase my pleasure. It was so exciting that I closed my eyes and pinched my nipples as I let my hips do the rocking for me, instinctively.

I only half realised that I was fucking Hayden's mouth faster. He struggled, but did not tap out, he just let me be, breathing as much as he could with his mouth and neck stuffed so often.

He was being pushed by the other end, too. Freddie clumped three fingers together and slowly pushed them in, until the second knuckles were barely visible.

The pressure on his ass and prostate, paired with my musky cock expanding the depths of his throat, was pushing him towards another dry orgasm. His squirms and spasms became more frequent and erratic, but this time I wanted for both of us to finish together. And it seemed Freddie was with me on this.

We pulled out together. While Freddie got up and began rubbing his huge cock against Hayden's cocklet, I lined my cock in front of his mouth again. "Just the head now," I said.

Hayden nodded and nestled the head inside, wrapping his lips around my shaft and caressing my head with his tongue. I relaxed myself while Hayden took a taste of me, then my balls twitched and I let a stream flow through and inundate his mouth.

It took him by surprise. Hayden choked and spilled piss all over his face and on the ground. I looked down at him, but he didn't even wipe himself off. He just licked his lips, uttered "sorry" and then opened his mouth wide again.

"Good kid, this one," Freddie said.

I nodded, smiling. I rested my cock on his upper lip, wiped the piss from his eyes, and continue on pissing. It was hard for him to swallow with his mouth open and head upside down, but I wasn't worried. I just wanted to make a mess.

Hayden tried to wrap his lips around my cock again, but I pulled back. He gurgled as he tried to swallow as much as possible, but most of it flowed out, drenching his hair.

Once I was done, I buried my cock inside his mouth, and stroked myself so he could drink the last few drops. Hayden moaned loudly while he worked his tongue around my shaft.

"You think we're ready to fuck you now, boyo?" I asked.

"Oh, I think he's ready," Freddie said as he pushed two fingers inside him again.

"How about you," I asked Hayden as I pulled out and raised his head for him to look me in the eyes. "Do you want me to stuff my cock inside your ass? It's been some time."

"Yes, mister, please!" Hayden answered immediately.

I gently raised his head while Freddie stepped away and pushed his hip to one side, bringing his bottom to me. Hayden got the message, leaned on his elbows and then moved so that his ass was facing my cock. "Up or down, mister?"

I smiled ear to ear upon hearing that. "Let's do it like this," I said as I grabbed his legs and pulled him closer. His butt was now hanging on the edge, so I pushed his legs forward to fully expose his asshole. "Freddie, how about you fuck me while I fuck him?"

"Like I was waiting for you to ask me," he answered.

I pulled the stepladder with my feet and then placed it just under the table. Freddie waited for me while I put one foot on a step and touched Hayden's ass with my cock. "Ready? I'll go slow but all the way in, okay?"

Hayden closed his eyes, slowly breathed in and then answered, "Okay!"

Unceremoniously, I began pushing it. Freddie's work with his fingers gave me a leg up, the head popped itself in much more easily than the first time. "Tap on the table if you want me to stop, okay?"

His answer was to join hands together and rest them on his belly. Boy was brave as fuck.

"All the way in now, okay?" I informed him. While he nodded in approval, I began pushing it steadily but slightly faster than before. Hayden groaned and squeezed his hands, but did not protest nor tap out. He squirmed at his hips, but I could see he was trying very hard to keep still.

A few seconds later, my balls touched his butt. I still pushed a little more so that my crotch would touch him as well, and then I stopped. Hayden let out a huge moan and breathed heavily. "Is it in?"

"Yes," I told him.

"Like, all the way in?"

"Yes!"

"Does it feel good?" he asked, staring at the ceiling, panting.

"Feels good to me. Does it feel good to you?"

He didn't wait to think on an answer. "I'm loving it! I feel so stuffed, it's awesome!"

Both me and Freddie smiled at each other and laughed. "Wait for what comes next, then."

I leaned over Hayden. My belly covered his little cock, and he giggled as my hairy chest rubbed against his balls and skin. Freddie then lined himself behind me, lowered his hips to mine's height and let his huge head slide inside me.

I caressed the boy's hair, drenched in my piss, while Freddie grabbed me by the hips. Then, in a single motion, he shoved his cock all inside me. His balls slapped mine hard, I thrust forward and had to balance myself, so I wouldn't crush Hayden.

"W-wow, I felt that!" Hayden told me.

"And did it feel good?"

"Yeah!" he said. "You are so heavy, mister."

I laughed. "You hear that, Freddie? Hayden liked you hammering my ass."

"Nice to hear that," he answered.

As Freddie pulled out, I cautioned Hayden. "Keep yourself tight, boyo, Fr-" I began saying, but my voice was interrupted by Freddie's second shoving. We, me and the boy, both moaned loudly. "It'll be intense today," I continued. "Slap or s-sq" I tried explaining but was interrupted again. Hayden's moan was much longer this time. Seemed like he enjoyed being squeezed against the table. "Slap or squeeze me if you feel it's too much, okay?" I finished as fast as I could.

"Ooh-o-okay," he said, timidly. His eyes were closed, and I could feel his tiny cock throbbing against my underbelly.

Before Freddie went in with his third shove, I began rocking my hip to give the boy as much sensation as I could. Then came the shove. My ass slapped hard against Freddie's crotch, and the momentum was carried from my body to Hayden's, who shivered with the impact, then moaned deeply and slowly, once again.

While I fucked Hayden a bit faster, Freddie took the slower but strong route, each time taking it almost out and then shoving it deep as fast and as strongly as he could. There we were, two buff, hairy and fat dudes over a little boy, sweating and moaning as we mounted and fucked ourselves.

I felt when Freddie was closer to orgasm. I always knew because he would fuck me faster and faster. Even Hayden's moans were getting interrupted by Freddie's savage fucking of my ass. When he was just on the edge of cumming, he pinched and twisted his own nipples, shoved his cock as deep as he could and let out a savage moan as he pumped me full of his cum.

We always cummed together when we had sex, but I tried my hardest not to cum. I waited until Freddie dropped the last of his seed in me, then, when his half hard cock fell out, I clenched my ass and unplugged from Hayden. The pulling out made Hayden moan loudly until we heard the plopping sound.

As quickly as I could, I climbed over the table and sat over the boy's chest. "You wanna taste Freddie's cum, boyo?"

"Uhh," he said. From the tone of his voice, I sensed he was curious, but confused. Still, he answered "Yes!"

"You're gonna taste it from my ass then, okay?" I said as I wiggled my butt to him.

"Fuck, man," Freddie said. "You always come with the hottest ideas," he added as he kept on stroking his still half hard cock.

"Okay!" Hayden finally answered. "How do I do it?"

"Just follow your instincts," I said as I pulled my ass cheeks apart then sat on his face.

I felt Hayden's hot breath hit my ass crack. For one or two seconds, he just lay there. Then, when I puckered my asshole, he touched his tongue there. As I slowly opened it and let the river of cum flow out, Hayden all of a sudden got hungry. He shoved his face against my ass and slurped as much of the cum as he could.

Feeling his tongue lapping the perimeters of my asshole while I fed him my partner's cum was enough for me to spray my cum over him, hands free. I moaned heavily spurt after spurt while Hayden cleaned me out. Freddie diligently leaned over and ate all my cum off of the boy's body.

It was such an out-of-body experience that I didn't notice Hayden stroking himself and bringing himself to another dry orgasm, while he had his face up my ass until I was all empty. He panted heavily, moaned loudly and made slurping sounds as his body shivered until he was completely unable to control his arms and legs.

After that, I moved to the side and sat beside him while Freddie also leant over and laid his head on the boy's belly.

"Pretty good today, boy, pretty good," I said.

Hayden came back to the kitchen with fresh new pajamas and wet hair. He approached us while we stayed behind cleaning everything up, still naked and sweaty, for a hug.

"No, no, no," Freddie said. "We both stink, and you just took a shower."

"Yeah, you don't want to shower again, do you?" I asked.

"No!" Hayden answered. "But I wanna hug you guys!"

I laughed. "Come here, let me see if you showered yourself right."

Hayden came closer and I smelled his hair. "Smells of shampoo. Well done!" I said as I held my hand for a high five.

Hayden shot a glance at Freddie's cock out of the corner of his eye. "Is it still this big when soft?"

Freddie shrugged and wiggled his cock with his hips, side to side. "It is, yeah. A bit daunting, is it?"

Hayden pursed his lips. "Can I play with it again?"

Freddie went to fetch his pants while I answered. "Not any more today, I don't think. Can you wait for us on the couch?"

"Ahhh," Hayden answered, disappointed.

"Hold on," Freddie answered as he fished his phone out of a pocket. A few taps on the screen later, "I think your uncle is about… under an hour away from us."

"How do you know?" I asked him.

"Here," he showed me the live location. "I think we can still play some."

"Well. You are the careful one. If you say so."

"Well," Freddie answered as he stashed his phone back in the pocket. "Now I kind of get why you were so reckless before."

"Reckless?" Hayden asked. None of us answered him.

"We need to shower first," Freddie added.

"Good idea. Hayden, would you like to shower with us or would you prefer to wait naked on the couch?"

The boy's cogs were turning in his head. "Another shower?"

"But this one is different," Freddie said. "We can play while we shower," he added as his cock sprung back to life once more.

To Be Continued