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 DANDY'S ISLAND

   Daren Peters: new story mm/b exhib anal oral

   I had just turned 12 when my parents finally bought their "dream house"
- which wasn't a house at all but a 14 room hotel on Dandy's Island off the
coast of Maine.  Moving up from Boston meant I had to leave my friends and
the men that I had gotten to know from church.  I looked like a sweet
innocent boy with my slim build, glasses, and studious ways.  The reality
was that I was a cum slut and had been since I was 9.  I liked nothing
better than to let old men use my tender young body.

   The first couple of weeks we were on the island were cold and miserable.
We spent from daylight to dark cleaning, painting and getting ready for
summer guests.  As school was already out I didn't have time to make any
local friends and I was horny as hell, finding minutes here and there to
jack off my little hairless dick.  I fantasized about the choir director at
our old church who had been my steady lover for the past year.

   Finally it was the weekend before the 4th of July and guests started
arriving.  They dressed me in white deck pants with a cotton rope tie for a
belt (which would come in handy later) and a blue tank top.  It fell my lot
to act as bellboy, which required me to get to know all the guests.  The
second one to arrive I knew!  He was the sportscaster from one of Boston's
top TV stations.

   "So you're the new owner's kid?" he asked as I unlocked the door to his
room.  "You lived here a long time?"

   I shook my head, "No, we're brand new.  Up from Boston." I replied.

   "I've been coming here for years.  Want me to show you around?" He
asked. I was in heaven.  A celebrity wanting to spend time with me.

   "Sure!"

   That afternoon we took a couple of the rental bikes and began the tour.
We stopped at a tiny and totally deserted beach not a half mile from the
hotel.

   "Won't be like this for long.  Everybody arrives this week for the 4th."
He took my hand and walked me towards the back of a dune.  "Come on, let's
go for a quick dip" I watched in amazement as he quickly dropped his shorts
and pulled off his t-shirt.  "You, too" he ordered.  I hesitated for just a
second and to my surprise, he reached out and cupped my tight balls.  "Come
on; let's see what you've got." I wondered, does he know I love sucking old
men?

   My tiny dick instantly grew to its full 4 inches as I let the man lower
my shorts.  Dressed in my white cotton Y-fronts, he ran his hands down my
smooth straight legs as if caressing them.  He reached up and tucked his
fingers in the waistband of my underpants and tugged them down to my knees.
My little dick stood up to look in his eye.

   "How cute," he mumbled as he went down on me, taking me full in his
mouth, his tongue lapping my little balls as he sucked it home.  He hadn't
been on me more than 30 seconds when I felt my knees beginning to buckle,
that feeling coming up from my toes.  I exploded my load of a few drops
into the celebrity's mouth.  I almost fell backwards as he caught me and
lay my in the sand.

   "It's my turn now", he said lifting my short legs up and draping them
around his neck and shoulders.  My white little ass was just at the proper
spot for his to use me like a street slut.  He spit on his hand and rubbed
the wetness into my tiny asshole, did the same again and put it on his
cock. "Hold still and relax, boy" he said as he pushed his slender rock
hard 6 inch dick towards me.  I did as he said; knowing what was coming and
wanting it deep in me.  I wanted the pain that he gave me as he began
shoving his dick up my childish little boy asshole.

   "You want it?" he asked, his face contorted into what looked like anger.
"You want to get fucked, boy?  I knew from the second I spotted you that
you were a sissy boy." I only nodded, wanting him to slam it home, wanting
him to fuck me like a girl, to use me for his pleasure, to feel his cum
shoot up inside me like all the other men had done before him.  He thought
he was the first.  He was just the first for the summer but he would never
know.

   My first fuck had come 3 years before on New Year's Eve at a hotel in
NYC.  (See Nine and Needy).  I'd learned the pleasure and pain of being a
boy slut and I liked the attention and affection, even if it was only
momentary and fake.  Living in Boston before we moved to Dandy's Island,
I'd quickly learned that riding the subways was an easy way to meet men.  I
was a skinny glasses wearing kid, always the last to be picked on any
school teams, so being a girly boy had become my sport.

   At Park Street subway station, I found an almost private bathroom, a
little 5X5 room with toilet and wash basin.  It had become my hotel room.
It's not there anymore, so don't bother looking for it.  I used to write
"come suck a little boy" invitations on the wall for older men to meet me
there.  And they came.

   One Friday afternoon when I was 11, I exited the trolley at Park Street
and headed for my "room".  Waiting outside were two men, both old, one
talking quietly to the other.  I didn't even think that they might be cops,
just two men who wanted to use a boy.  I smiled and nodded to them as I
pushed open the door.  I didn't lock it, assuming they would come in and do
me.  In a couple of seconds the door opened and they both entered.

   "You the kid who writes on the walls?" I nodded.  Then he produced a
badge.  They were transit cops.  "You here to suck dicks?" I was petrified,
yet I had to admit they were right.  One grinned to the other.

   "Should we take him in?" I thought I was going to jail.

   Instead the larger of the two, a big man, maybe 250 pounds, reached down
and unzipped his pants.  "Nah, let's fuck him first." The other laughed as
he reached out and took my head between his rough hands and leaned forward
to kiss me square on the lips.

   "You're a pretty little girlie boy", he said as he reached down to
fondle my groin.  "We're all gonna have some fun." He backhanded me,
sending my thick glasses flying against the wall.  "We're gonna teach you a
lesson."

   He yanked my school uniform pants down to my ankles; my y-fronts were
next, leaving me naked from waist down.  The bigger man had produced the
biggest dick I had ever seen.  He grabbed my head and roughly pulled me to
his dick.  Involuntarily I opened m mouth as the thick rod shoved in my
throat.  It tasted of sour sweat and urine but I had no choice.  He was
fucking my mouth like a girl's cunt.  He shoved it deep in my throat.  I
almost gagged before he pulled it out and thrust it in me again.  His
strokes grew faster and deeper.  He finally squirted his warm strings of
cum deep inside my throat.

   I swallowed the gift he had given me.

   As he was cumming, I felt a rough hand groping my little 12 year old
ass, pulling my butt cheeks apart, a finger probing my pink butthole boy
pussy.  My dick jerked and throbbed.  It came to a full tiny erection as
the men used me for their pleasure.  I let myself go to their demands. 
They were giving me the attention that I craved.  I cried as they bent me
over the toilet to fuck me.  Not from fear, not from pain.  But from the
joy.  It hurt when he shoved his huge cock up inside me.  He paused for a
moment to let me relax.  I came bent over the toilet with his dick in my
pussy.

   I knew other men would accept my invitation.  At 9 I had become a
girly-boy, at 10 I was good at it.  By 12 I was a whore.  I would miss my
Park Street adventures when we moved to the island but the summer had begun
wonderfully.  Ted, or Teddy as he asked me to call him, was well known in
New England.  He was not the voice of the Red Sox but he was right up there
along with that level of celebrity.

   "I've got a lot of friends who like to vacation in Maine.  I'll have to
let them know what a wonderful place your folks have." I knew it would be a
busy summer.

   Teddy stayed for 3 nights and I slipped into his room each of them,
laying my naked body beside him in his bed.  "Lay on your back, put your
legs up in the air." I did as I was told.  First he kissed me - a deep
tongue kiss on my little boy mouth, his full grown adult tongue probing
inside my little boy mouth.  With him between my legs, I could feel his
hard dick against my hairless balls.  He began humping before he was in me.
I'd felt a lot of dicks, I was no virgin but getting a hard dick in me must
have felt like fucking a virgin girl to every man that did me.  No one ever
had me only once, they always came back for more of me.

   Teddy started slowly, allowing me to relax my tight sphincter before he
pushed himself all the way inside me.  My feet barely reached up to his
shoulders as he forced my legs forward, bringing my tight ass up off the
bed.  He withdrew almost all the way, reached down with more spit on his
fingers to better lubricate his dick before roughly pumping it back inside
my ass.  He hurt me.  I loved it.

   He came in me three times the last night he was with me.  He paid his
bill to my dad and made his reservations to return for Labor Day weekend.
My asshole was sore from him fucking me.  I stood next to my Dad as Teddy
paid, waiting for him to tip me.  He gave me a $20.  I had earned it.

   Sonny and his family came at 3 that afternoon.  Sonny was in his early
40's, had a wife and 2 kids, a boy and a girl.  I knew from the second I
saw him that Sonny would be mine.  Or was it that I would be his?  I've
never figured that out.  I was a predator and he was as well.  I hardly
looked at the kids, which was soon to change.  "What's there to do around
here?" Sonny asked.  I caught his eyes as he looked down at my crotch.  I
knew exactly what he meant.

   "I'd be happy to show you around" I offered, stepping closer to him.  As
his wife looked out the window at the view of the dunes, he felt my ass
with his hidden hand.  I lifted my arm and brushed my elbow across the
front of his shorts.  We knew what each of us wanted.

   "I'm beat, you take the kids and look around, I'm going to start my
vacation right now," came the voice of the woman looking out the window.  I
had not even looked at her.  She lay across the bed and yawned, curling
into a ball.  Sonny and I left with Bobby, his 7 years old son and Amy, the
5 year old.  We headed down to the bike rental rack, picked out the bike
built for two for him and the girl, Bobby would ride on a bike wi th me. 
We headed for the little secluded beach where Teddy had done me.

   The kids couldn't wait to rush into the frigid Maine waters that turned
your ankles blue with the cold.  Sonny and I spread a blanket and lay down
side by side.  "You like what I think you like?" I asked him.  I knew from
my experiences that most men like little boys but are afraid to make
advances, so I did it for him.

   "What do you mean?" he looked at me hoping I was the sissy boy he
wanted.

   "You know," I replied.  "You like little boys, don't you?" He smiled
broadly, glanced down the beach to make sure the kids were OK then bent
forward and kissed me.  I let my lips go soft and opened my teeth to let in
his tongue.  We lay there making out for a moment, my tiny dick got hard
wanting him to touch me.  He moved his hand down my flat tummy, reached for
the knot on my rope belt and loosened it, then slid his hand inside.  He
found the top edge of my underpants and slipped his hand inside.  I felt
the light touch of his fingers as he gently found my hard little dick.  He
caressed it then reached farther down to feel my tight hairless boy balls.
I almost came as he went farther and touched my little asshole.  I shoved
my tongue into his mouth, letting him know how much I liked it and how much
I wanted him to do me.  His kids were less than 20 yards away and he was
having sex with a boy.  I wanted them to see us, to understand that their
Daddy was a boy lover.  Little Bobby would probably be next.  I knew that I
was going to do him even if his Daddy didn't.

   "You can fuck me if you want to, mister," I offered, calling him
`mister', a trick I had learned years earlier, knowing it seemed to give
men the feeling of power.  "You can do anything you want to do to me.  " I
reached for his dick and found an iron rod.  I knew I could take him away
from his wife anytime I wanted.  And I wanted.  I've never known a man who
wanted a used up woman more than a sissy little whore boy.  I unzipped his
pants and reached in to find his hard cock.  I pulled it out and moved
between his legs and looked up at him.  I knew he was worried that his
children would see us.  I didn't care.  I wanted them to see.  I wanted to
teach them how to suck their Daddy's dick just as I had learned to suck my
own Daddy three years before.

   I took my glasses off and lay them near his balls between his legs.  I
held his stiff dick in my right hand and buried my face in his balls,
rubbing my smooth face across them, rubbing his dick across my eyes, my
cheeks, then to my lips.  I kissed them man's dick gently, then licked the
tip, licking the pearl of precum, getting my first taste of his juices. 
"Does your wife do this for you, mister?" I asked.  I looked into his eyes
waiting for an answer.  I had the control, not him.  He was mine to be had,
a 12 year old boy in control of a 40 year old man.

   I didn't wait for an answer before I took his cock into my mouth.  I
wanted it so badly that my mouth was wet with my own drool so he went
straight in, well lubricated with my desire for a dick.  Any dick.  His at
the moment.  He was bigger than Teddy, maybe a full 8 inches.  I took it to
the hilt, shoving the big rod down my throat until I gagged.  I wanted to
gag.  I wanted to feel his hard meat gagging me, using me.

   I ran my tongue up and down the shaft as I sucked him off, keeping
rhythm with my hand tight against my mouth to give him the feel of being
jerked off and sucked by a child.  He lasted less than a minute before he
exploded.

   His load tasted of salt and rods of thick cream.  I don't know how much
he came but it seems like three or four hard spurts.  I knew it was the
best orgasm he had had in a long time.  I knew I gave him more pleasure
than his wife could.  He was mine for the taking.  I could do anything I
wanted to do to him.

   I smiled and swallowed his cum.  I picked up my glasses and rolled over
to lay beside him.  I looked down at the water to see his children.  I
wondered which I would do first.  It would be a long summer.

   A few years later my parents moved from Maine to Cape Cod where I worked
in a hotel.