Story - The Burglar by Ivor Smallone
Max woke from his sleep, he normally slept straight through, but for some reason he had a feeling that there was an intruder in the house. He looked at the clock, 1:20am and listened intently, his body gradually waking more. He thought he heard a faint sound from down stairs, he quietly slid out of bed and put on some old tracksuit bottoms. He still slept in the nude, which was a bit pointless he thought, as his wife had left him 3 or 4 months ago now.
Max quietly crept down the stairs, avoiding the squeaky third stair from the top as he went. The lounge door was a few inches ajar, he was sure he had closed it before going to bed. Max was suddenly fully awake and alert, the adrenalin pumping through him. He was now sure there was someone in the house who shouldn�t be there. His wooden front door wasn�t closed properly, it had distorted with all the recent rain, perhaps the latch had not dropped and someone had simply walked in.
Max was now behind the lounge door, he new it would squeak if he pushed it open fully. He pushed it open just enough to get his head through the gap. He immediately saw someone crouched by the TV, the young lad was quietly disconnecting the equipment he had underneath it. Max quickly scanned the room to see if there was an accomplice, as far as he could see there was no one else.
Time to use his advantage of surprise thought Max, unfortunately just as Max flung the door open and charged, the intruder glanced around and saw him. The boy had only just managed to turn and stand as Max reached him. Max threw a hefty punch to the over weight boys stomach as he got to him. The boy collapsed to the floor his hands moving to clutch his stomach as he fell. Too easy thought Max.
The boy looked up at Max, a look of panic in his eyes, he had been completely winded and was having trouble taking a breath. �What the fuck are you doing in here!� Max shouted at him. The boy could not speak still unable to get his first breath and just looked at Max wide eyed. Max bent forward and slapped him across the face. Hmm that stung my hand more than I thought it would, thought Max, as he watched the boys soft plump cheek turn a bright red colour. �Are you on your own!� demanded Max as he swivelled his body to have a proper look around the room.
Having now just managed to take a breath, the boy took this as an opportunity to try and escape. He rolled slightly, onto his hands and feet, couched on the ground like a sprinter in the starting blocks. Then he pushed off with all the force that his fear and adrenalin fuelled body could muster, he had to get out. Now! Max noticed him lunge for the door just as he started to move, if the boy hadn�t been over weight he would probably have made it. Max caught him on his third stride, he wrapped his arms around the boy's neck and lifted his feet off the ground.
There was no way the boy was going to hold his weight up and he collapsed to the ground. Max turned him over, sat on his chest with a knee on each shoulder, like children do when fighting in the playground. They were both panting from the exertion. �Not so fast fat boy� I said what the fuck are you doing in my house?� �I.. I�m s.. sorry� the boy stammered, �The door wasn�t locked and me and my mate Kevin were just�� Max interrupted �Where�s your mate Kevin now?� �I... I don�t know. He was going around the block the other way checkin car doors. I.. I was checking house doors, we was going to meet half way around.� �But you got lucky!� Max interrupted again. �Yes.. No� Uh I don�t know� replied the boy.
Max slapped the boy across the face again using his left hand, this time and not using so much force. �Now listen good boy� Max continued using his most threatening of voices. �I�m not going to call the police at the moment, but you are going to do something for me. You're going to write down some information for me. Your full name, address, mobile and home numbers and then the same information for your mum and dad.. Oh and any brothers and sisters you have at home. The information had better be correct boy or you ain�t EVER leaving. Do I make myself clear!� �Y�yes� replied the boy timidly. �Good. Now as soon I get off you I want you to take your trainers off and pass them to me. There�s not going to be any more trying to escape. You will leave when I tell you you can.� Max was beginning to really enjoy the feeling of power he had over the young boy.
Max got off the boy, who sat up on the floor and removed his trainers as instructed. "You'd better include your socks and hoodie" ordered Max. Max threw one trainer to the far end of the lounge. He took the other to the lounge door and threw it into the kitchen. The boy sat on the floor in his tracksuit bottoms and t-shirt not moving, his hoodie alongside him. Max found a piece of paper and a pen and handed it to the boy. "Best do as I said son, no fucking funny business" Max bent over and gently rubbed the boy's hot cheek, the smooth cheek felt nice, there was no trace of hair yet, it could have been a young girls cheek. Max felt his dick harden slightly.
The boy still sitting on the floor, started scribbling down the requested information. Max pulled up a dinning chair right next to him, sat down and watched him. "How old are you boy?" he asked. "Twelve" the boy replied. "You can call me Boss" Max continued. Max stroked the boys cheek again, the boy moved his face away. "You don't move unless I tell you you can� Do you understand!" said Max in a sterner voice. He stroked the boys face again, the boy shuddered but never moved away.
The boy handed the piece of paper up to Max. "I hope this is correct Crag�, said Max reading the name from the piece of paper, �for you sake� I will continue to call you boy... Why is there no contact information for you father here?" Max asked. "I..I don't know it... I haven�t seen him for uh about 6 years" "Who's your mother screwing then boy, better put him down instead." "She 'aint got uh, she aint got no one like that at the moment." Craig nervously replied. Max knew roughly where the address was, it was a run down housing association area less than half a mile away. "Give me your phone boy" Max demanded. "W... what" the boy replied. "Don't answer back boy, give my you fuckng phone NOW!" Max replied taking hold of the boy�s ear and giving it a hard twist.
Crag quickly took his phone from his hoodie pocket and handed it to Max, a look of hatred and possibly defiance in his eyes. Max stood up quickly and kneed the boy in the side of the head knocking him over onto his side. "Don't you look at me like that you scum! You will do exactly what I say when I say it! Understand!" Max shouted standing over the boy. "Yes" Crag replied timidly. "Yes what!" Max shouted back at him. Craig thought for a moment then replied. "Yes Boss." quietly. "Look at my feet when you answer me boy" Max continued. "Y.. Yes Boss" Craig replied again humbly looking at Maxes feet. Max knelt next to the boy and gently stroked both of his cheeks. "That�s better.� said Max in a quieter voice this time. "Lie flat on the floor and relax now boy." Crag did as requested closing his eyes tightly as he did.
Max could feel his dick stiffening a little. He'd never been turned on by men or boys before, but he felt the urge to explore Craig�s body a bit. He rubbed his hand across Craig�s hot cheek again then down over his chin, yep there was no stubble or hair yet. He slid his hand down onto Craig�s chest and felt the boy�s body stiffen, Max continued, feeling up his little tubby man boobes through his tee shirt. "You�re a bit of a tubby boy.� Max continued. "You have little breasts like a twelve year old girl." Max tweaked a small nipple between his finger and thumb and felt it harden.
He then placed a hand on each boy tit and played with them for a while through the thin t-shirt. He looked down at Craig�s crutch and noticed a small bulge. "You like this boy don't you?" "Uh.uh no.. uh, yes" replied Craig feeling frightened and not sure what to say. Max started to squeezed the nipples harder "I mean y.. yes Boss" Craig quickly corrected looking down at Maxes feet.
�I think you�d better get that fucking t-shirt off boy, you little pervert, I can see your small dick growing.� Max stood up towering over the boy. Crag looked up quickly then down to Maxes feet and removed the shirt. �That�s better fat boy.� Max pulled the chair up behind the boy sitting on the floor. He sat down leant forward and started rubbing his hand over the boy�s bare chest and stomach for a few minutes, the boys small nipples were hard from the attention.
Craig was obviously tense and uneasy but didn�t attempt to stop Max. Max moved his hand up under the boys chin and rubbed it gently, one of his fingers then moved up and rubbed gently along the boy's lips. The boy jumped back a bit with shock. Max immediately placed his hand under the boys chin and pulled him back sharply so the boys head was now resting on Maxes leg. �Don�t fucking move unless I say so fat boy.�
Max hissed at him. �O� okay� Craig replied then quickly followed with �Okay boss.�
Max lightly rubbed his fingers along the boy�s lips again. The boy flinched slightly but stayed put. Max was tempted to kiss the boy at this time but decided not to. He slid his hand back down the boys body and undid the buckle of the boys belt. �Looks like you have a stiffy down there boy, why is that?� �I.. I don�t know.. boss� Craig stammered. �Do you prefer boys to girls then boy?� asked Max. �No way!� replied Craig quickly. �Well that dick of yours looks stiff to me. I think you�d better pull those jeans off so we can see� said Max. Craig had a few tears running down his face as he lifted his butt and pulled his jeans down around his legs. Once he had sat back down Max gently felt the boy's package through his underpants. �Yep feels like a little stiffy to me fat boy� said Max, �Lets have a look.�
Craig gasped and jumped as Max slowly put his hand down the boys pants and lightly felt his bare dick. �Yep just as I thought.� said Max as he exposed the boys rock hard little dick. The boy watched breathing heavily as Max gently continued to explore around the boys dick with his fingers. The first time Max had felt a dick that was not his and the first time anyone, boy or girl had touched Craig�s. Craig then tensed up and groaned loudly as he turned bright red, a small spurt of cum shot up higher than the boys head as Max gently pulled back the boys foreskin for the first time.
Craig's face and upper body were bright red, his head in total turmoil his emotions were in a complete confused mess. He'd never had anyone touch his body like that before, he didn't think he was gay and couldn�t understand why his body loved what had just happened, even though his head was full of revulsion at the event.
"Bit of a sensitive trigger you have there boy" said Max as he gently rubbed some of the cum into the boy's tits. He scooped up a little more of the cum onto his finger and rubbed it over the boy's lips. "Taste that boy, not bad is it?" Craig reluctantly licked the cum on his lips, it was true the taste was not bad, a slightly salty thick liquid.
Max lifted his butt up slightly off the seat and pulled down his old tracksuit bottoms. He sat down again, his semi hard dick now only a foot from Craig's face. Craig glanced at it and turned his head away, he resisted the temptation to try and move from his position sat on the floor almost between Maxes legs, he didn't want Max to hit him again.
"Now boy its time for my dick to spurt" Craig felt fear in the pit of his stomach, what was Max going to get him to do. "Move a bit closer fat boy" commanded Max "and turn this way a bit, it won't bite." With Maxes hands on his shoulders guiding him, Craig reluctantly moved into a kneeling position between Maxes legs. "That's better boy" said Max. Max took a firm grip of the boys wrist and guided his hand so his fingers were lightly rubbing up and down the length of Maxes shaft. His dick was responding, expanding to its full length.
After a few more strokes Max removed his hand from the boys wrist. Craig glanced at Max then continued to rub his fingers slowly up and down his shaft, he understood what was required. "Good boy" said Max, then decided to call him a girl. "Good girl, use your other hand to rub the other side as well." Craig did as he was told, he could feel the dick between his fingers was now rock hard. Max cupped the hot red boys cheeks in his hands, as the boy continued, he stroked the boys face.
Spreading his legs further apart he commanded the boy, "Gently cup those balls girl and feel their weight, they�re full of cum waiting for you to release. Craig did as he was told gently lifting and then lightly rubbing the balls with one hand. "You�re a natural at this girl" he told the frightened boy. Max manipulated Craig�s other hand so it was now around his big shaft. Craig was a bit surprised at the large girth as he slid his hand up and over the mushroom head. Max gave a little gasp as he did so.
Craig gently slid the foreskin back from the large glistening head without being instructed. He gently squeezed his fingers around the rim of the head. "Good girl" hissed Max barely keeping control. He moved the boys hand away from his dick head, he didn't want to cum quite yet. Craig�s other hand was still rubbing his balls which felt great.
"Okay boy," breathed Max trying to control his breathing, "I want you to slowly lick my dick from my balls up to the head" Craig�s own dick was now rock hard again, his great fear of just five minutes ago was having to put Maxes 'thing' near his mouth. Something weird had changed in his head, now he felt excited about touching it with his tongue. He bent forward, Maxes hands on the back of his head were not really necessary and he tenderly touched his tongue on Maxes ball sack. Max took a sharp intake of breath as he did so.
Craig slowly lightly explored the front of Maxes balls with his tongue then very slowly worked his was up the pulsing shaft. Max was now taking in his breathes with sharp gasps. Wow this felt much much better than he ever imagined it would. Once Craig had reached his dick head and slowly circled his tongue around his slit Max just couldn�t take any more. He forced Craig's mouth down over his dick forcing his cock head into the boys throat as he cried out and pumped his huge load down straight down into the boys stomach.
Craig could not breathe, it felt sort of nice and scary at the same time. Maxes dick was suddenly at the back of his mouth pushing into this throat, he tilted his head back and it went in even further, deep down into his throat he gently squeezed Maxes balls in his fingers as he felt his cock spasming as it ejected its sperm. Craig was feeling light headed his diaphragm gently pumping up and down trying to move air in and out of his lungs, but Maxes dick was still jammed down his throat stopping him breathe. He dimly realised the pumping had stopped but Maxes dick was still in blocking his breathing he calmly fell unconscious.
As Max took a deep breath recovering from his climax he felt the boy collapse onto his legs. He realised his dick was stopping him breathing and lifted him from it. Craig collapsed onto the floor. After a few more seconds recovery Max bent over and checked him out, luckily he was still breathing. Max laid him out flat on the floor and he began to come around, Max noticed his dick was hard and took it in his hand. "You okay boy? he asked.
"I think so... Uh Boss" Craig replied. They both looked down at Craig's small hard dick in Maxes hand. "Looks like you have another stiff one boy" said Max as he moved his head towards Craig's dick. Max experimentally took the dick into his mouth, he'd never considered doing such a thing in his life before. It felt sort of interesting, the skin soft and velvety over a hard core. He lifted his head away and gently pulled the foreskin back looking at the pre-cum covered head. He heard Craig moan behind him.
As he touched it with his tongue Craig jumped back it was just too sensitive Craig could not stand it. Instead Max moved his mouth down and gently took Craig�s ball sack between his lips. Craig moaned "oh my god... oh my god" as Max explored his balls with his tongue. Max experimentally licked down below Craig�s balls towards his arse then back up. He took the boys dick into his mouth as he groaned loudly then cum for the second time.
Max caught the cum in his mouth, the boy never took long to squirt his small load out, quietly groaning. At twelve the amount of cum he produced was quite small. Max moved up and placed his mouth over the boys. Craig guessed what was coming but couldn�t help but open his mouth a little. Max let the load run into the boy�s mouth followed by his tongue spreading the goo all around the inside of his mouth.
End of part 1
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