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 The Little Boy Next Door - Part 5 (M/b, oral, anal, ws, scat) by Coproman



   Several weeks had passed since my last major session with Kip.  I had
since turned twenty and was preparing to enter my junior year of college.
Kip, who was now seven, was preparing to enter second grade.  It wasn't
that we didn't want to get together; the opportunity had simply not
presented itself, so we both just had to be patient and wait.  We had,
however, managed to get in a few brief encounters.  On one occasion, while
my father was at work and my mother was taking a nap, I was able to sneak
Kip over just long enough for him to pull down his pants, fart in my face,
and let me lick his asshole.  Another time, when his mother and sister were
asleep, he snuck me over to his house and let me watch him take a shit
while he gave me some head; and when I was ready to come, he let me pull my
dick out of his mouth just in time to shoot my load in his face.  But an
extended encounter had simply not worked out, and I was getting frustrated,
because I wanted desperately to get back into Kip's booty--all the way,
this time--and there was no way I could do this if we didn't have enough
time alone together.

   It wasn't until the very end of the summer that my parents mentioned
joining some friends and family members on an all-day outing.  They wanted
to know if I was interested in going with them, but of course I declined,
mentioning something about having a previous engagement with my girlfriend.
In a way this was true, only it wasn't a previous engagement with Sharon,
who was out of town, but with my other "girlfriend" next door.  I quickly
got word to Kip, telling him to be sure to look out the window, to confirm
that they were actually leaving, and then tell his mother that he was going
to a friend's house to play.  (This too was basically true, only I was the
"friend" and we just happened to have a special way of "playing" with each
other.)

   Finally the appointed day arrived and my mom and dad left the house at
about ten o'clock in the morning.  After seeing them off, I waited a few
minutes, trying to give them enough time to drive away, then gingerly
approached the window and poked my head out only far enough to see if the
car was gone.  When I saw that it was, my heart began to race and I quickly
looked to my right to see if Kip was in his window, but he wasn't, causing
my frustration to return at once as I pulled my head back inside.  About
ten seconds later, though, the doorbell rang.  I peered through the
peephole and Kip was peering right back at me with a strangely urgent look
on his face.  I immediately unlocked the door and let him in.

   "It's about time!" he said as he hurriedly headed for my room, pulling
his clothes off along the way.  "I didn't think we was EVER gonna get to do
it again."

   "Yeah," I replied, as I took my cue from him and slipped out of my
bathrobe, "I was thinking the same thing."

   Kip was so eager to get going that by the time I had followed him into
my room, he was already standing there butt naked looking in the mirror.  I
smiled as I gazed at his small light-skinned body, a body I yearned for,
especially his protruding ass and his erect three-inch peter.  Altogether
it was a beautiful young package that I had been denied fOr too long.

   Apparently Kip felt the same way I did about being denied, because he
suddenly pushed me back on the bed, dove between my legs, and attacked my
semi-hard cock, stuffing it into his mouth.  I was going to tell him to
wait, that I need to do something first, but as I lay back on the bed on my
elbows, watching him ravenously suck my dick, I figured this was as good a
time as any to introduce him to Pervert Lesson #25.  Besides, I didn't want
those seven-year-old lips to go anywhere.  So I slowly sat up, put my hand
on the back of his head and let go with a strong squirt of piss right in
his mouth.  Kip's eyes flew open, a look of shock on his face, and tried to
pull away.  But I just kept my hold on his head and stared him down as I
stood all the way up.

   "I have to go," I said, "and I want you to drink it." He still seemed
very reluctant until I added, "Then when you have to go, I'll drink yours."

   With my dick still in his mouth, Kip thought about this for about five
seconds then just closed his eyes and held onto my hips.  That was my
signal to go ahead and pee in his mouth, and that's exactly what I did. 
Holding back only long enough for him to get used to the sensation of the
warm flow entering his mouth, I finally just let go, pissing heavily
straight down his throat.

   "Mmpphh!  Mmpphh!" he complained as he struggled to keep up with the
deluge, but I kept holding the back of his head and, after a while, the
noises stopped and I felt him settle down.  As I looked down, I could see
Kip's throat move as he swallowed mouthful after mouthful of my piss.

   "Aaaahhh," I sighed, closing my eyes and relaxing.  For a moment, I
couldn't believe what I was doing.  Here I was, a college student, taking a
leak in an elementary school child's--a second grader's--mouth, as if he
were a human urinal.  I had to be dreaming!  But then I opened my eyes and
looked down again to see the reality of my dick protruding from Kip's
mouth. And even though the frown never left his little light-skinned face,
he nonetheless kept his lips locked around my penis and continued to
swallow every drop of piss that poured into his gullet.

   "That's right," I urged him.  "Drink my fuckin' piss!  Your mouth is my
toilet bowl, so take it all!"

   It took about half a minute more for me to empty my bladder down the
boy's throat, but what I had done turned me on so much that now I had a
raging hard-on.  Kip's lips were still hugging my dick, only now they were
stretched around it in a wide "O." At this point, further instructions were
unnecessary, as the boy grabbed onto my ass and thrust his head forward,
impaling his mouth on my shaft.

   "Yeah, suck my dick, Kip!" I groaned, clamping my hands around the back
of his head.  But, having made several more trips to peep shows since we'd
last gotten together, I wanted to do this in one of the ways I'd seen, so
on the boy's next up-stroke, I pulled his head up, causing my cock to exit
his mouth with a pop then snap back against my stomach.

   "What's the matter?" Kip asked, probably thinking he'd done something
wrong.

   "Nothing," I said.  "I just want us to try a sixty-nine."

   "A what?" the boy asked, confused.

   "A sixty-nine," I repeated.

   "What's that?"

   "Well, instead of you just sucking my dick or me just sucking yours,
this time we're gonna suck each other's dicks at the same time, okay?"

   He nodded.  I sat up, lifting him off me, then stood at the foot of my
bed.

   "Lay on your back and let your head hang off the end of the bed, right
here," I said.

   He followed my instructions and I adjusted his shoulders and head until
he was in just the right position.  I looked down at him and smiled at his
cute little upside-down face and his stiff three-inch peter.  Meanwhile, he
was staring eagerly at my erection as he waited for me to connect with him.

   "Now open your mouth," I said.  When he did, I moved forward until his
head was between my legs.  Crouching down until my dick was level with his
mouth, I eased it between those soft, wet seven-year-old lips, stopping
only when the crown touched the back of his throat.  Then I bent over and,
putting my hands under his ample ass, lifted it up, as I slid my mouth down
over both his dick and his balls.  For the next few minutes, I gave him
some heavy tongue action on his balls and the shaft and crown of his penis,
thoroughly covering them with saliva and causing him to moan from the
intense sensation.  He tried to lick me in return, but his mouth was so
jam-packed that it was hard for him to maneuver his tongue.

   Bracing myself, I began to slowly fuck the second-grader in the mouth. I
temporarily ignored his dick so I could concentrate on achieving just the
right angle of penetration; I wanted to go as deep in his throat as I could
without making him gag.  I was surprised at just how deep that turned out
to be.  Having his head hanging over the end of the bed put his mouth and
throat in a straight line, which allowed me to easily push all seven inches
of my rod into his mouth, leaving my ball resting on his nose.

   Immediately I began to slide my dick in and out of his mouth, up and
down his tight throat, and sure enough he wasn't gagging, just breathing
heavily through his nose.  I moved a little faster, and still there was no
gag reflex.  After just a few minutes, I found myself, unbelievably,
fucking Kip's mouth as hard as I had fucked my girlfriend's pussy a week
ago, only Kip's mouth was tighter than her cunt; and instead of my balls
bumping up against a white girl's ass, they were bouncing off a
light-skinned boy's nose.

   "Fuck, that's good!" I cried out.  "Your mouth is the best pussy I ever
fucked!" Still holding on to Kip's ass as I banged his mouth in a frenzy, I
went back to sucking him, again taking both his dick and his balls into my
mouth and giving him a thorough tongue bath.  For several minutes we
struggled with each other in this mismatched coupling--tugging, grunting,
slurping and writhing in each other's arms as we seemingly tried in this
one session to make up for all those times we couldn't be together.

   Soon I heard Kip utter a steady moan and felt his whole body shivering,
and I knew he was experiencing yet another dry orgasm.  When I felt his
dick softening, I pulled it and his balls out of my mouth and stuck my nose
between his ass cheeks.  A strong odor of shit inundated my nostrils. 
"Fuck!" I muttered, reacting to the smell.  I spread his asshole open and
thrust my tongue as far in it as I could.

   "Mmmmm!" Kip groaned, as I once again slurped shit out of his stink
little ass.  Even though he had already come, I could tell by his reaction
that he was still thrilled by the analingus.  I also imagined him confiding
in his sister Alicia about everything we were doing, and how he would tell
her, "He lick-ted the doo-doo out my butt!" But I wondered if he would also
tell her what he had been doing to me at the time.

   After a few more minutes of fucking Kip in the mouth, I couldn't hold
out anymore.  Plunging my dick one last time to the back of his throat and
grabbing his ass cheeks tight, I stiffened and began to tremble as I
reached one of the most intense orgasms I ever experienced.

   "Shit!  Fuck!  Take that come, you little bitch!" I screamed.  "Take it
all in that pussy mouth!" With those words I spurted a whole week's worth
of come directly down Kip's throat, almost drowning him in a river of
pent-up sperm.  I don't know how, but somehow--with my dick in his throat,
my balls pressed up against his nose, and his hands hugging my ass for dear
life--he managed to swallow my entire slimy load of love juice.

   "Oh, yeah.  That was good.  That was so fucking good," I mumbled as I
tried to catch my breath.  My shrinking penis had fallen out of Kip's mouth
and I could hear him swallowing again and again, trying to get down those
last gobs of come.  Finally I pulled away from him and looked down. 
Because of the way his head was positioned, I found myself staring straight
into his nostrils, and I couldn't resist bending down, holding his head
steady, then dipping the tip of my tongue inside both little openings.

   "Ugghh!" Kips responded, trying halfheartedly to twist his head away
from my probing tongue.  "What you tryin' to do now?  Eat my boogers?"

   His comment made me laugh so hard I couldn't continue, and I ended up
sitting on the floor and just looking at him, as he continued to lie with
his head hanging over the end of the mattress, first smiling at me then
checking out everything in that section of my room from his new upside-down
perspective.  I was still snickering at what Kip had said when he suddenly
pulled himself up, turned over on his stomach and looked down at me.

   "I gotta pee," he said.

   Hearing that stopped my snickering, a lustful smile taking its place. 
Since I was still sitting on the floor, I simply turned around and backed
up until the back of my head was up against the mattress.  Kip jumped off
the bed and stood in front of me, his prick dangling right in my face.  I
gently took it between my lips while Kip held on to my head.  Then we both
waited.  Seconds later, I felt a tiny stream of urine hit the back of my
mouth.

   "Now you drink mines," Kip said, keeping his young, hairless crotch
flush against my face as he emptied his bladder down my throat.  "Now your
mouth is my toilet."

   As I swallowed his piss, I decided to see how tight his asshole was
since our last encounter, when I'd easily pushed two fingers inside him as
he'd fucked me in the mouth.  Holding on to his ass cheeks, I carefully
spread them apart and eased my middle finger into his anus, which was still
wet with my saliva.  I got no reaction from the boy, even after wiggling my
finger around a bit.  I was surprised at how much more room there seemed to
be, compared to the last time I'd finger-fucked him, and I wondered if he'd
been sticking anything up his ass to keep it open.  Encouraged, I eased a
second finger inside him, just as he finished peeing in my mouth.  Even
though he winced and the fit was a little snug, he calmed down again in
only seconds, and I was soon able to slide both fingers rather easily back
and forth inside him, as I lapped up the last drops of his piss.

   "I know what you tryin' to do," Kip said, pulling his dick out of my
mouth but keeping it pressed up against my face, as I continued to
finger-fuck him.

   "What?"

   "You wanna stick your thing in me again, and you tryin' to make my
butthole big enough to take it, right?"

   "Mmm-hmm," I hummed.  "Well, you DID promise to give me some butt
whenever we got together again, didn't you?"

   "Yep."

   "So how about it?  You think you can take it all the way this time?"

   He hesitated.  "I don't know.  It might hurt."

   "It didn't hurt when I put it in you after you finished doo-dooing, did
it?"

   "No, not a lot," he admitted, "but you didn't put it all the way in. 
And I didn't just finish doo-dooin', today."

   I smiled.  He was no dummy.  But as I continued to piston my fingers in
and out of Kip's anus, I started getting hard again, as I imagined what it
would be like to actually fuck his little seven-year-old ass, plowing my
pole between those sweet light-skinned cheeks until I filled his rectum
with a thick wad of come.  I also considered how he would be taking one
inch of dick up his butt for every year old he was, and this thought in
particular made me even more determined to do him before he turned eight,
because I loved the idea of the one-to-one symmetry and I certainly wasn't
going to grow another inch of dick anytime soon.

   "Okay," I finally said, "I'll make a deal with you: If you let me do
you, I'll not only let you do me back, I'll let you do something else to me
too.  Something nastier than we've ever done before."

   "Like what?" Kip asked, instantly intrigued.

   Without a second thought, I said, "Well...the next time you have to
doo-doo, I'll let you do it in my mouth."

   Immediately his face scrunched up, this time into a combination
frown/smile of digust, disbelief and wonderment, as his young brain tried
to envision the perverse act.  "Ugghh!" he finally said.  "For real?"

   "Yep."

   "And what you gonna do?  Eat it?"

   "Yep."

   "Ugghh!" he said again, his frown/smile deepening.  "That's REAL nasty."

   "I know," I said.  "So do we have a deal?"

   Kip continued to stare at me, not answering, but I could tell that he
was weighing the prospects carefully in his head.  Would he be willing to
endure the possible pain of anal penetration to get an opportunity not only
to fuck his first piece of ass but also to take a shit in my mouth?

   "Okay, bet," he finally said, "but when you do me, go slow, 'cause I
can't take it back there hard like you do it in my mouth."

   "Don't worry," I assured him, "I'll be real gentle."

   With that, I eased my fingers out of his anus and held them up so I
could look at them.  Light brown streaks covered both digits and I made
sure to show them to Kip.  When he saw what I had pulled out of his
butthole, the frown/smile quickly returned to his face, and it turned into
a real frown when, repeating what I'd done in an earlier encounter, I
sniffed my fingers then began to lick his shit off them.  As he had done at
that time, he continued to watch in silence--the frown never leaving his
face--until I had licked both fingers clean.  When I was done he asked me
to open my mouth.

   "Ugghh!" he said.  "There's doo-doo on your tongue!"

   "Wait a minute," I said, closing my mouth and swallowing hard a few
times.  "Now look." I reopened my mouth and stuck my tongue out.  "Is it
gone?"

   Kip, still frowning deeply, just nodded.  But that didn't stop him from
asking, "So how it taste this time?  Still good?"

   "I couldn't really tell," I said.  "There wasn't enough of it.  But I'll
have a better idea when I eat it outta your butt."

   For several seconds Kip just continued to stare at me with that look on
his face, until I finally said, "Oh, stop all that frowning!  You know you
can't wait for me to do that to you.  Now get back on that bed so I can get
me some booty."

   Giving me a little smile, Kip climbed back up on the bed, lay on his
stomach, and looked back at me.  "Like this?"

   "Yeah, that's good."

   At first I just gazed at him, marveling at how far his little-boy butt
poked out, even though he was lying flat on the bed.  I reached over and
gently spread his ass cheeks apart, uncovering his pinkish-brown asshole.
It was still flecked with the shit I had dragged out of him with my
fingers, and even though I had licked it, it still emitted a strong shit
odor.  But the sight and smell of the boy's poop chute only made me
hornier, and after lubricating my dick with Vaseline as thoroughly as I
could, I climbed on top of him.

   As I measured the wide knob of my penis against Kip's anus, I wondered
how on earth I honestly expected to make one fit into the other.  But then
I thought again of how I had already been partly in there and I quickly
convinced myself that re-penetrating him wouldn't be that difficult, so I
nestled my dick between his ass cheeks and eased forward until the head was
pressing hard against his asshole.

   "Push out like you're taking a shit," I said.  The moment he did that, I
thrust forward and, just like before, the head of my pole popped into his
anus and his sphincter closed over it.

   "Ouch!" Kip yelped.

   I remained still.  "Don't worry; the worst part is over.  Now that the
head is in, you'll be able to take the rest with no problem."

   While he didn't respond verbally to my words, he was nonetheless
starting to relax, because I could feel the tension beginning to leave his
body.  Meanwhile I was doing everything I could to resist the urge to ram
my rod all the way up Kip's ass.  The hold his anal ring had on the head of
my dick was much tighter than before, and the idea that I was deflowering a
seven-year-old boy made me even hornier.

   As I waited for Kip to get used to the feel of my dick in his ass, I
reached underneath him and felt around until I found his penis.  It was
only semi-hard, so I began to stroke it, because I knew the stimulation
would cause him to focus on his erection, instead of whatever pain he might
be feeling behind him.  It took only a few seconds for Kip to start getting
harder, and as soon as I felt this, I slid about half an inch more dick
into him.  Then I stroked him some more, and when he got harder, I stuck it
to him again.  Little by little, over the next several minutes, this
"stroke-and-push" method resulted in my seven-inch dick being stuffed to
the balls up the seven-year-old's ass.

   "That's it!" I said triumphantly.  "It's all the way in."

   "For real?" Kip asked, turning his head back, trying to see our
connection.

   "Yep.  So did it hurt?"

   "When you first put it in it did, but after that it was okay."

   "Good.  Now you just have to get used to the fucking part.  Think you
can take it?"

   "I think so.  Just remember to go slow."

   I wasn't in any hurry, because right now my dick was throbbing inside
the tightest, hottest orifice it had ever occupied, and I was thoroughly
savoring the feeling.  In fact, I was sure that it would again take nothing
more than Kip flexing his sphincter a few times, just like he'd done the
last time, to make me explode inside him, drenching his bowels with come.
But as badly as I wanted to empty the full contents my balls into Kip's
ass, this time, truly taking his virginity, I wanted just as badly to fuck
it.  I needed to introduce Kip to the ways of grown-up sex by riding his
cute butt--which stuck out so defiantly, so temptingly--until I had tamed
it.  Only then would I brand it by shooting my sperm deep inside.

   "What you waitin' for?" he suddenly asked, snatching me out of my
reverie.

   Carefully raising my hips, I slowly pulled my prong out of Kip's anus
until only the head remained inside.  Then, just as carefully, I lowered my
hips until all seven inches were stuck tightly back inside him.  I repeated
this process several times, speeding up just a little with each stroke
while, at the same time, making sure Kip wasn't tensing up, that his young
body remained relatively relaxed.

   "Can I go faster?" I asked.

   "Yeah, I think so," he said.

   With that I began to pump Kip's rump faster and harder, to the point
where my crotch slapped up against his ass cheeks.  A couple of times he
winced, upon which I slowed down slightly, but soon his asshole had
expanded enough for his pain to vanish, replaced by pleasure, and it was
full steam ahead.

   "Yeah, do it!" Kip suddenly yelled out.  "Fuck me!" And after saying
that he actually lifted his butt to meet my down strokes, giving me maximum
penetration of his virgin anus.  And I was no longer holding back.  All my
fears of hurting Kip had gone out the window and I was fucking the
seven-year-old furiously, plunging my pile driver to the bottom of his
butthole.

   "Oh shit!" I yelled.  "Gimme that booty!  It's so fuckin' tight!  It's
the tightest booty I ever fucked!"

   By now we were fucking so hard that the bedsprings were creaking as
though someone were jumping up and down on the mattress.  Again I couldn't
believe what I was doing.  I was actually banging a little boy's butt,
something I had dreamed of doing but tried to forget about, since I thought
I'd never have the opportunity.  But here I was, shamelessly scooping a
seven-year-old's anal cherry with one of the most ferocious fucks I'd ever
given anyone up the ass.

   "Fuck the doo-doo outta my butt!" Kip suddenly cried out.

   Hearing him say that, I propped myself up to get better leverage and
began to fuck him with renewed intensity, shoving my rock-hard manhood even
more brutally up his defenseless anus.  I was working so hard that sweat
was pouring off my body, which caused the slapping sound of my crotch
hitting Kip's ass to get even louder.

   "I'm coming!" I shouted.  "And I'm gonna shoot it all right up your ass!
Right in that tight little shithole!"

   "Yeah, do it to me!" Kip responded.  "Shoot it up my butt!"

   Having already come once in Kip's mouth, I thought that there'd be
nothing left to deposit in his asshole; but I was so turned on by fucking
his ass that my balls had produced a fresh new load of come and, as I
reached another amazingly intense orgasm, I flooded his bowels with semen,
shooting so much that it surged past his rectum and into his intestines. 
And when I finally finished spurting my sperm, Kip made sure that every
drop of it was in his anus by milking me with his sphincter.  Only when he
was sure that he had drained my balls dry did he relax his ass muscles and
let me go.

   "Oh, shit," I panted.  I eased my shrinking penis out of Kip's asshole
and flopped over on my back, trying to get my breath back and seriously
wondering how, after this, fucking my girlfriend's pussy could ever satisfy
me again.  "I didn't think I could shoot that much after coming in your
mouth.  But that ass really turned me on."

   Kip just lay there for a second then turned his head around to look at
his butt.  "I feel air back there."

   "That's 'cause your butthole hasn't finished closing, yet," I explained.
"And my come's starting to work its way out." To make sure, I got up and
looked at his ass.  While the situation was indeed as I'd surmised, it was
still something of a shock to see the wide open hole that the boy's anus
had become, with a steady stream of sperm seeping out, running down his ass
crack and onto his balls.  It was a disgustingly delicious sight.

   When I lay on my back again, Kip looked at my crotch, frowned and said,
"Uggghh!"

   "What's the matter?" I asked.

   "There's doo-doo on your dick!"

   I glanced down and, sure enough, almost the entire crown of my penis was
covered with tan-colored shit.  I smiled.  "Well, you told me to fuck the
doo-doo out of your butt, so that's what I did."

   Kip gave me a sheepish smile then said, "Now it's my turn, right?"

   "Right," I said.

   "Then wipe that doo-doo off your dick and let's go."

   Instead of doing what Kip suggested, I simply scooped his shit off with
my fingers, popped it in my mouth and swallowed.

   "Uggghhh!" Kip said once more, again frowning deeply.  "How you can eat
doo-doo like that?"

   "It's easy," I said, smiling.  "You just have to be a pervert.  But
enough about me; now you get the chance to fuck the doo-doo outta my butt."

   After saying that, I turned over, presenting my full ass to the
seven-year-old.  Oddly enough, this would also be my first time being
fucked up the ass, but I knew that losing my anal virginity to Kip would be
a lot easier that it was for him to lose his to me.

   "Wait a minute," I suddenly said, getting up.

   "What's wrong?" Kip asked, his three-inch peter sticking straight out.

   "Nothing.  I just want to make sure you're lubed up." And with that I
leaned forward, took his dick into my mouth and gave him some quick head,
making sure to cover him with as much saliva as I could.

   "Okay," I said, finally pulling my lips away.  "That should do it.  Now
it'll be easier for you to get in there."

   Resuming my face-down position of the bed, I waited; it took all of
about five seconds for Kip to spread my ass open and sink his
seven-year-old cock to the balls up my pouting anus.  I felt a sharp pain
as he entered me, but that was all.

   "Are you all the way in?" I asked.

   "Yeah, I think so," Kip responded.

   "Then go ahead and ride my butt."

   Immediately Kip held onto my shoulders and began to pump his hips,
shoving his pecker up my ass at a steady pace.  After a while he put his
arms around my chest and lay his head against my neck, fucking me from that
position.  Then he shifted again, this time propping himself up on his
hands before going back to bucking his hips and penetrating my asshole.  It
seemed that he just couldn't get comfortable on top of me, being that I was
so much bigger than him and had so much more ass to negotiate, but never
once did he stop trying; he was determined to get his full share of butt.
Finally he just lay down flat on top of me, his hands on my arms and his
hips still pumping away.

   "Ooo!  Ooo!" Kip moaned, as he humped me.  He fucked like a jack rabbit,
his little boner pistoning in and out of my anus at lightning speed, and I
wondered if my virgin tightness back there would stimulate him into having
his first ejaculation.

   "That's right, do it, Kip!  Fuck my ass!  Stick it all the way up my
ass!" And I helped him along by doing for him the same thing he'd done for
me--lifting my ass to meet his every down stroke.

   "Ooo!  Gimme that booty!" Kip responded, again mimicking my own
expression of passion.  And every time he slammed his little body into
mine, my dick rubbed against the bedsheet and got harder and harder.  I
wondered how long he could keep up this frantic fucking.  At seven years
old, he was a ball of energy, but he was also too young and inexperienced
to know how to draw out his pleasure, so I figured the end was at hand.

   I was right.  After a few more minutes of bumping and jiggling around on
top of me, Kip's breathing got fast and shallow then, suddenly, he grabbed
onto me, plastering himself against my back and forcing his cock to the
balls up my rectum while trembling hard.

   "Aah!  Aah!  Aaaahhh!" he moaned, and with each exclamation, he jerked
violently.

   "Yeah, Kip!" I said, squeezing his stubby dick with my anal muscles. 
"Give it to me!  Come in my ass!  Give me your hot come!"

   Kip continued to cling to my back, trembling and jerking, until finally
he went completely stiff, let out a long sigh, then collapsed on top of me,
panting.  I milked his shrinking penis a few more times before releasing
it. I then turned my head to the side.

   "Well," I asked, "how'd you like fucking me up the ass?"

   At first he was breathing too hard to answer, but after a while, with
his mouth right beside my ear, he whispered, "I like-ted it REAL good."

   Several minutes passed with Kip still lying on top of me.  We were both
just savoring the aftermath, and I especially enjoyed Kip's weight on my
back, along with the sound and feel of his steady breathing.  After a
while, though, I started thinking.

   "Hmmm?  I wonder if..."

   "What?" Kip asked.

   "Wait." I wiggled from underneath him then got up on my knees and bent
way over.  "Take a look in there and tell me if you see anything."

   Spreading my anus open and peering inside, Kip finally said, "I see
something white in there."

   "Really?" I asked with excitement, turning my head back to look at him.

   "Yeah."

   "Wait a minute." I then squatted and, sticking my hand under my anus,
flexed my sphincter over and over again until I felt something drip out. 
When I brought my hand back up, there was a small milky-white drop on the
tip of my middle finger.

   "You know what that is, right?"

   "My come?" he asked hesitantly, staring hard at the tiny emission.

   "Yep," I said.  "That's your first come and you did it right in my
butthole.  So how did it feel?"

   "Kinda funny," he said.  "Like I was peeing or something."

   "Well, when you get a little older, you'll be coming so much it'll seem
like you're peeing to whoever you're fucking at the time."

   "For real?"

   "Yeah, take my word for it.  In fact, if you're still doin' me at that
time, you'll probably be shooting twice as much up my ass as I did up
yours. And speaking of that, turn around and bend over.  I want to see how
things are going back there."

   Kip immediately assumed the head-down/tail-up position.  I licked his
come off my finger then looked closely at his behind.  I was surprised at
what I saw.  His entire ass crack was a wet, sticky mess.  His anus had
still not finished closing from the savage screwing I'd given him, and
while he was fucking me, my sperm had continued to leak out and run between
his cheeks, onto his balls, and even down the small shaft of his penis! 
And it was still leaking out as I examined him, actually dripping off his
balls and onto the bedsheet.  Seeing this, I suddenly realized that Kip's
virgin seven-year-old asshole had probably received the biggest load of
sperm I'd ever ejaculated.  Comparing what he'd spurted into me with what
I'd pumped into him was like comparing a drippy faucet to a water main
break: He had barely moistened my insides while I had totally saturated
his. But I knew, as I'd suggested to him, that it wouldn't take him long to
catch up to and pass me in that department.

   "So what you see?" Kip asked, looking back at me.

   "Not much," I lied.  "But don't put your drawers back on right away."

   "Why?"

   " 'Cause my sperm's not finished draining outta your butt, and I don't
want your mother wondering why there's a big come stain in the seat of your
underwear."

   "Wait, I wanna see," Kip said, scrambling off the bed and bending over
in front of the mirror on the back of my door.  "Ugghhh!" he said as he
spread his cheeks and examined himself.  "Why you mess my butt up like
that?"

   "I couldn't help it," I explained.  "You made me horny."

   As he continued to check himself out, I caught him smiling, after which
he shook his head and muttered "mm, mm, mm." This made me smile too,
because I now realized that he was more impressed than upset by what I'd
done to him.

   "Are you sure all your stuff is gonna come outta my butt?" he asked.

   "Yeah, don't worry," I said, not really knowing.  "It should only take
another fifteen minutes or so to drain out."

   This seemed to satisfy Kip, because he immediately stood up and began to
walk around the room, looking at and picking up various things, as he
always did.  But every time he passed the mirror, he would check out his
wet ass crack, and each time he would smile and shake his head.  But after
a few minutes of this, he kept glancing at me instead, as if he wanted to
say something to me or ask me something.

   "So what's the matter?" I finally asked him.  "What's up?"

   "I just wanna know..."

   "Know what?"

   "About the other thing you said," he proceeded haltingly.  "I wanna know
when you wanna do it."

   "Do what?"

   "You know.  What you said before."

   "What do you mean?" I asked, playing dumb.

   Kip sighed then, lowering his voice, said, "You said if I let you do me,
then you'd let me do this [he pointed to his ass] in there [he pointed to
my mouth]."

   "Do what?"

   "Doo-doo," Kip finally said, frustrated.

   "Yeah, okay," I chuckled then asked, "So when you gotta go?"

   "Now."

   "Really?" My heart instantly began to beat faster.

   "Yeah," he confirmed.  "So you still want me to do it?  'Cause I have to
go right now; I can't wait."

   Now my heart raced with excitement at the thought of this seven-year-old
boy doing a number two in my mouth.  But first I had to figure out exactly
how I wanted him to do it, because I wanted to get maximum stimulation from
this encounter.  I decided that lying face-up on the floor, with Kip over
me and facing my feet, would give me the best vantage point, so I quickly
stretched out right beside the bed.

   "Okay," I said to Kip, "come here." He approached me gingerly.  "Now," I
continued, looking up at his beautiful nakedness from this strange angle,
"turn around, put one foot by each side of my neck, then squat over my
face."

   He followed my instructions and two seconds later I was staring up at
two smooth palm-sized ass cheeks with a big drippy asshole right in the
middle of them.  After adjusting Kip's ass to make sure his anus was
directly over my mouth, I reached down, clutched my already-hard prong, and
began to gently jack myself off.

   "Ready?" Kip asked.

   "Yeah, go ahead," I said.

   Getting the final okay, the seven-year-old relaxed his muscles, and I
watched spellbound as his anus slowly widened, puckering out more and more,
and a big blob of sperm began to ooze out of it.  I was about to get a
healthy dose of my own semen, but the fact that Kip was giving it back to
me out of his asshole made it okay.  Besides, I thought, it was a lot
better for him to empty his bowels of my come this way, instead of having
it wind up later on in his drawers.  As I pondered this, I suddenly felt a
hot stream of piss hit my dick and hand, raining down on them for a few
seconds before moving up my stomach, over my chest and onto my neck.  Being
peed on like that--knowing that Kip was releasing everything, not holding
back an inch--made me so hot I nearly came prematurely; so I took a deep
breath, slowed down my jacking off and tried to focus on what was happening
above me.  Amazingly my sperm was still hanging in a long, slimy rope out
of Kip's asshole, but after a few seconds, it finally fell into my mouth,
and I quickly slurped it down, savoring its shitty aroma.  Again Kip's anus
pursed open, again a gooey milky-white gob appeared and fell lazily onto my
extended tongue, and again I swallowed.  Only after I had downed a third
mouthful of sperm did I finally see a light-brown nugget poke out of the
seven-year-old's asshole.

   I stared awestruck as Kip's anus got wider and wider, preparing to
release its hidden load.  As the turd inched out of his rectum, I began to
tremble in both fear and anticipation.  I thought about how his shit had
looked in the toilet bowl and wondered if it might be too thick for me to
actually swallow.  But by now I was determined to consume whatever Kip's
sweet young light-skinned ass produced for me.

   "Unngghh," Kip grunted, then he asked, "You see it?"

   "Yeah," I panted.  By now a good-sized chunk of Kip's turd had emerged,
making smacking, sticky noises as it exited his spreading anus.  It was
almost as big around as my dick, and its strong odor inundated my nostrils.
In the midst of all this, I suddenly heard myself whispering loudly, "Yeah,
gimme that doo-doo!  Shit in my mouth, Kip!  I wanna eat it!"

   Even though I knew Kip heard this, he remained silent, probably because
he was concentrating on moving his bowels but also probably because he
simply did not know how to respond to someone who was begging to eat his
shit.  But it was too late for him to change his mind about the obscene
operation and, besides, I'm sure he wanted to see if I would actually go
through with it.  Finally my perversity got the better of me and, without a
second thought, I lifted my head, allowing the emerging turd to enter my
mouth then actually sealing my lips around Kip's shitting bomb hole.

   "Oo!" Kip puffed, responding to my action.  I could tell that he simply
did not expect me to go this far.  As long as I was just underneath him,
anything could be happening.  But now that my open mouth was pressed over
his asshole--now that I was physically attached to him--he could no longer
wonder what I might be doing; he knew for sure.

   But I obviously didn't know for sure what I was doing, because I was
totally unprepared for what Kip's bowels had in store for me.  I expected
that first fat turd to fill my mouth, and it did--completely, making my
jaws bulge out.  But as I struggled to swallow it, I was sure that Kip had
finished shitting, that this one super-long turd was his whole bowel
movement and that I could take my time gulping it all down.  That's why I
was so surprised when Kip's anus again pursed open and a second smaller
piece of shit plopped in my mouth.

   "Mmmmff!" I grunted, but in the same way I had continued to piss in
Kip's mouth as he made gutteral complaints, he ignored my wordless plea to
slow down, continuing to do his business as if he were sitting on a toilet,
as a load of semisoft shit now plopped onto my tongue.

   "Mmmmff!" I said again, but this time Kip responded by sitting down even
harder on my face and saying, "Eat my doo-doo!  Eat it all!"

   For some reason, the idea that this seven-year-old boy had given me a
command--that he was humiliating me--made me even hornier, and as I choked
down his shit I began to tug more vigorously on my stiff organ.  I wanted
him to use me like this.  In fact, had I been able to do so, I would have
called his sister over at that very moment, so she could humiliate me even
more by watching her little brother take a shit in my mouth.  Then when he
was done, I'd probably heighten my humiliation--along with the
perversion--by having her take his place, so Kip could watch as his
eleven-year-old sister dropped her stink load in my mouth.

   As I fantasized about all this and continued to slurp down Kip's shit, I
was shocked to feel something warm and wet cover the head of my dick while
I was still jacking on the shaft.  It was Kip's mouth!  Keeping his small
ass planted firmly on my face, he had managed to lean forward far enough to
slip his lips over the crown of my weapon and was sucking away, creating an
odd variation of sixty-nine.  This lasted only until he had finished taking
a dump in my mouth, upon which he casually moved back a little, stuck his
cock between my lips, and began to pump his hips, producing all kinds of
loud squishy, mushy noises.

   "Ugghhh!" Kip said, temporarily removing my penis from his mouth.  "I
feel my doo-doo in your mouth!"

   It was true.  Kip had pushed his prick into my mouth so fast that I
hadn't gotten a chance to swallow the last of his bowel movement, so he was
indeed fucking a mouth full of shit.  But even though he knew this, it
didn't stop him from jabbing his boner down my throat or going back to
sucking my dick, so he apparently didn't mind or maybe even liked the feel
of it.

   Since we were now doing regular sixty-nine, I took my hand off my dick
and used it and my other hand to hold onto Kip's bucking booty.  For the
next several minutes, the only sounds that could be heard were moaning,
bedsprings creaking, and the slapping of flesh against flesh, as Kip's
immature balls banged repeatedly against my nose.  I could hardly believe,
considering all we had already done, that we were now both enthusiastically
fucking each other in the mouth, but here we were--the second grader and
the college student--doing just that.  And despite my having already shot
heavy loads of sperm in the seven-year-old's mouth and asshole, I knew that
yet another load of my slimy seed was destined to find its way down his
young throat.

   The intensity of our mutual mouth fuck heated up.  Kip's round head
bobbed up and down furiously as he slurped on my shlong, and because he was
not swallowing his saliva, it was running out of his mouth, down my shaft
and over my balls, and making a sloshing sound every time he impaled
himself on me.  On the other end, there was a similar sloshing sound each
time Kip plunged his pecker between my lips, because by now the shit in my
mouth had mixed with my saliva and turned so soft that it had the
consistency of diarrhea.  But soon almost none of that sloshing was audible
through the loud moaning and groaning Kip and I were doing, as we worked
tirelessly at our respective organs, determined to make each other come one
more time.

   Our efforts paid off.  In fact we came at the same time.  Our bodies
suddenly went stiff, and I instinctively grabbed Kip's ass cheeks, holding
his groin tightly against my face, while he simultaneously clutched my ass
and deep-throated me, his lips pressing wetly against my pubic hair.

   "Mmmmmmm!  Mmmmmmm!" we both moaned, and as I blasted a geyser of fuck
juice into Kip's sucking mouth, he ejaculated for only the second time in
his young life, squirting semen to add to the shit and spit combo already
filling my mouth.  Right afterwards I gulped hard, like a flushing toilet,
swallowing everything his body had deposited in my mouth, sending the whole
mess cascading down to the bottom of my stomach.  Then, turning my head to
allow Kip's shrinking penis to fall out of my mouth, I gasped, trying to
recover from this energetic round of sex.  Kip, who had already released my
dick from his mouth and collapsed on top of me, was also panting, for he
too had used up a lot of energy.

   "Fuck, that was good," I finally uttered when I got my breath back. 
"You okay?"

   "Yeah," Kip said between swallows.  "Just tired."

   With that he rolled off me and onto his back, completely exhausted.  I
immediately felt coolness at my crotch, as the air hit my spit-coated dick
and balls.  I looked over and studied Kip while he rested.  His lips were
wet and juicy, and there was a little stream of either spit or come running
out of the corner of his mouth.  Between his legs, his now fully limp penis
glistened with my spit, with flecks of his own shit mixed in.  Even though
I too was totally exhausted, I still wanted to do more nasty, disgusting
things to him, maybe even coaxing him into letting me shit in his mouth. 
But I decided to save all that for a future session.  Right now I just
wanted to relax, keep looking at Kip's beautiful body, and rerun in my head
everything we'd shared.


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