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(M/b pedo, anal)

Garret needs to walk away, really needs to turn around and walk back to his ’67 Chevy and forget this place existed. But his cock is so fucking hard. And the little boy, a seven-fucking-year-old boy, offered to him by the kid’s own father, had his ass thrust out. His rosy little pucker winking out from between plump round asscheeks, the tight channel beyond conveniently greased and begging for immediate penetration. Garret should just leave before he fucked this kid through the mattress.

"Go ahead, man," Benito encouraged from behind the video camera. "Plow Ricky’s ass. I have some clients who’re looking forward to seeing my boy take some black dick."

Garret dragged his gaze off Ricky’s sweet little bottom and tried to glare at Benito as if appalled at the suggestion he would fuck the boy. "You’re a perverted bastard!"

Benito grinned and looked down at Garret’s crotch and the obvious bulge in his pants. "Yeah, right, man, a real perv."

"Fuck you!"

"Okay, okay, I didn’t mean to offend you. You don’t gotta fuck Ricky if you don’t wanna. Go ahead and leave." Garret didn’t go anywhere. He stood in front of the bed with his cock drooling out enough pre-come to make a wet spot in the crotch of his jeans. His gaze drifted back onto the boy’s ass, he could almost feel that tight boy-cunt squeezing around his cock. Benito snickered. "I didn’t think so."

"Please, mister," Ricky squeaked out, wiggling his ass. "Papa’s will beat me if I don’t earn money. Please put your dick in my butt. Please!"

Garret groaned. He was going to come in his goddamn shorts! Fuck this! I gonna tear this little punk’s ass up! Garret began undoing his slacks and allowed his prick to leap out. All eight inches.

"Shit, yeah! They gonna love watching that fuckin’ monster stuff Ricky!" Benito exclaimed, making sure his camcorder got a good shot of Garret’s cock.

Garret got on the bed and positioned himself behind the boy. "You about to get that ass destroyed, you little whore! You hear me? I’m gonna fuck—" Garret grabbed Ricky’s hips and aimed the fat, dripping tip of his cock at Ricky’s pucker. Then he stabbed right into that boy-ass. "You good!"

Little Ricky screamed as his rectum accepted the full measure of Garret’s cock. And screamed even louder when that furious cock started pounding in and out of him. "Owwww! Poppy! Poppy, it’s too big!"

"Shut your fucking trap, bitch! Beg for it, or I’ll beat the shit out of you then fuck you myself!" Benito threatened, half his face hidden behind a camcorder.

"Oww… Fuck… Oww… fuck me! Oww, owww, gimme a good fucking, mister!" the little boy whined.

"No, beg him to fuck his big, black dick in you. Beg him!"

"I want your big… Owweeeeee, ow, ow! Black dick to fuck me!"

Garret snorted over the little boy’s body, sweating like crazy. The kid’s ass was so tight! Tight enough, Garret had to use all his might to saw his dick in and out. "You gonna get it, slut! Gonna get it good!"

Garret just couldn’t believe it. Here he was on his knees putting it to a fucking seven-year-old kid! His dick so far up the boy’s ass his hairy groin was pressed hard against cute little buns. And when he pulled his dick out, Garret saw how the kid’s anus was stretched wide to accommodate the girth of his black cock. It was obscene, and such a damn turn-on!

Garret bent forward and wrapped his muscular arms around Ricky’s skinny torso, holding him in place so he could go to work on that tight ass surrounding his cock. The boy felt so soft and small when Garret held him like this, so helpless. If Ricky wanted to stop getting reamed there was no way he was going to stop Garret with pathetic whining.

Pumping his hips, Garret began rocking against the little boy. Violently pile driving his rectum. All Little Ricky could do was squeal while his bowels were rearranged.

"Holy shit!" Benito shouted. "You’re really getting’ in there, man! Fuck!"

"Poppy, help me!"

"No, bitch, take it!" Garret screamed, pounding into the boy harder. "Take this… fucking… cock!"

Garret’s dick couldn’t take the heat anymore—the tightness. He knew he should slow down but he sped up the piston motion of his eight-inch shaft, intent on unloading his come so far up the kid’s ass it’d take hours for all his sperm to drip out of the boy’s tight little rectum. Garret’s fingers dug into Ricky’s flesh, leaving bruises beneath his hands as he pulled the boy’s ass tight against his groin and came. His dick jerking with every bolt of spunk that drenched Ricky’s bowels. "AHHH-Fuck! Just filled you up, bitch!"

"Daddy, he came in me!"

Benito snorted, and said, "Damned right he did! I can see his fuckin’ nut spilling out your cunt!"

Garret pumped his hips at the boy several more times before he emptied his balls and collapsed onto the boy’s back, his dick slowly softening inside his ass. His mind was static, totally useless after that powerful orgasm. There was, for the moment, no guilt about raping the kid so mercilessly. He only felt liquid—satisfied. After several moments, Benito spoke up from beside the bed.

"Man, that was fucking hot! Say, you think you can stay a coupla days? I think my customers will appreciate more scenes between you two."

"Wha--?" Garret mumbled.

"You know, different positions and shit? Maybe some scenarios; I’m thinking Ricky comes home from school and a burglar rapes him. What do you say?"

Garret stared at the other man, wanting to scream he wasn’t going to do this shit again. His guilty conscious already sweeping him up in regret, even as his dick twitched inside the boy’s asshole—still swollen. Just the memory of fucking Ricky made him ready to do it again.

Garret was just about to tell Benito to go to hell when the other man reached over and stroked his hand through his son’s thick, jet black hair, and asked, "What do you say, Ricky? Wanna play some more with Garret?"

Ricky squeezed his rectum around Garret’s shaft and looked at his father, a bright smile stretched across his face. "Yeah, he’s the best! And he’s still really hard, too. I think he wants to do it to me again."

Garret was shocked by the boy’s proclamation. Here he thought he viciously violated the kid only to find out Ricky liked getting it rough in the ass. "Is that right?" Benito asked. Benito turned off the camera and stood up straight. "You two have fun then. We’ll shoot some more stuff tomorrow."

"You’re gonna leave me alone with your son?" Garret asked, confused beyond all belief now.

"Sure, Ricky likes to get the men he likes alone." Benito winked at Garret. "But don’t tire yourself out, man, save your energy. We got a lot of filming to do over the next few days."