Little Backseat Slut
(M/b T/b b/b
Oral/Anal)
"Are we
there yet?" chirped little Dylan Franklin. The impatient 9 yo had asked
that same question every few minutes for the entire duration of the trip. The
normally quiet boy was excited. It was the excitement of a little boy about to
do something VERY naughty, something that could get him, and the man he was
with in a deep pile of shit. Dylan's daddy would be especially pissed, for he
was a well-known Republican Senator. The senior
The man Dylan
was with was a convicted sex offender, who had managed to avoid having to
register. Of course Dylan didn't know this; he was just a young boy. What he
did know was that this man liked little hairless boys like him. And that was
totally cool as far as Dylan was concerned. He knew what the man's ultimate
desire was. God, he'd heard his father say it often enough. And before that day
was up, he would give the man exactly what he wanted: his tight virgin bum.
Dylan had
been obsessed with the idea of feeling a man's huge cock filling his bottom
ever since a sleep over he'd been on about 4 months earlier. It was with his
best friend Ryan, who was 3 years older. The boys had frolicked naked around
Ryan's room. Ryan had surprised his friend by touching him all over, especially
on his dick and butt. After an initial pang of guilt over doing gay stuff,
Dylan let the strange, but very good, feelings wash that from his mind. He
touched his friend's body with equal relish, enjoying how the small and very
hard prick twitched and danced in his hand.
The boy's soon tired
of that, going over to play Super Smash Brothers® on Ryan's Wii. The boys were
evenly matched and so remained interested in the game for quite a while. But
soon Dylan expressed boredom with that as well. Until Ryan said to make it more
interesting they'd make a bet on the next game. He suggested a blow job. Dylan
really didn't know what that was exactly, but he'd been able to reason that it
had something to do with your cock, so he eagerly agreed. The boys battled for
quite a while before Dylan finally emerged the victor. He put down his
controller and looked at his friend.
"Make it
hard," Ryan said.
"Huh?"
Dylan said.
"Yer
dick," Ryan said. "Make it hard. I can't give ya a bj if it isn't
hard."
Dylan quickly
fondled his little pricklet to full erection and waited with anticipation as
his friend approached him and bent forward. Dylan gasped as Ryan's mouth slid
over his sweaty and sticky little nail, engulfing it in wonderful warmth. He
moaned even more as he felt the tiny, wiggly tongue slurp and flick at his
foreskin. Ryan pulled off and retracted Dylan's skin and returned it to his
mouth. The gooey and tingly feelings that Dylan had experienced so far were
nothing compared to what he felt when the tongue began to work his newly
exposed and extremely sensitive glans. This intensified as Ryan's mouth began
to slide deliciously up and down the slender shaft, using a light suction.
"God, that
feels good," he exulted.
Ryan's only response
was to speed up his suctioning of his friend's little penis, enjoying the sound
of Dylan's squeals, grunts and moans of pleasure as he received his first blow
job. The truth be told, Ryan had wanted to try this with Dylan for a while, a
couple of years now, but had been afraid of the other boy's reaction. But he
knew that Dylan was hooked now.
Dylan's hands found
their way to the back of Ryan's head, stroking the soft strawberry-blonde hair.
Driven by a primal instinct, he began to move his slender hips, thrusting his
penis into the slick mouth of his friend. Ryan increased his suction and rhythm
in response, knowing that once Dylan climaxed, he would want this over and over
again. He felt Dylan's body twitch and buck as he began thrusting frantically
into his mouth.
Suddenly, the
feelings shooting through Dylan's preteen body became overwhelming and his
glans became too sensitive. And something was building up in him, something
powerful and frightening. He had what he thought was the overwhelming urge to
pee.
"RYAN,
STOP!" he cried, trying in vain to push his friend off his penis.
"SOMETHING'S HAPPENING!"
Ryan resisted
Dylan's attempts to end the blow job prematurely. He knew what his friend was
feeling, he'd felt it himself right before his own first immature orgasm and
he'd reacted in the same way. But he was no more successful than Dylan would
be. Ryan was slightly bigger and stronger than Dylan and for really the first
time, made use of that. He grabbed Dylan's buttocks and began to pull him into
his mouth even faster and he sucked even harder.
"OH! OOH!
OOOOOH!" Dylan lamented. Then he let out a loud
"UUUNNNNNGGGGHHHHH" as his first ever cum ripped through him.
His whole body
stiffened and he felt his penis twitching wildly as it sought to shoot the
boycum that was about 3-4 years away. Then his penis became too sensitive and
he again tried to push Ryan off of it. This time Ryan released the still rigid
dink.
"Jesus, Ryan,
what the fuck WAS that?" Dylan asked in confusion.
"You just had
an orgasm," Ryan reassured him. "Feel good?"
Dylan didn't answer
immediately, allowing his mind to evaluate the whole experience, before
replying, "You have NOOOO idea."
Ryan giggled.
"Actually, I do," he said. "I've had them myself, you know. Game
for a rematch? If I win, you give me a blow job. If you win, I have to lick
your butt."
Dylan made a spur of
the moment decision. "Fuck the game!" he said. "Let's just keep
doing this!"
The boys moved to
Ryan's bed and they wrestled briefly, Dylan trying to get Ryan into position so
he could return the blow job and give Ryan those amazing feelings as well. Ryan
resisted half-heartedly, enjoying this first real contact with his friend's
smooth, naked body. But he finally gave in and allowed his younger friend to
take his 12 yo dick into his mouth. God, he wanted this for soooooo long. The
reality was heavenly. Dylan’s inexperience was apparent from the beginning as
his teeth scraped Ryan’s circumcised cockhead.
“Jesus!” he
cried. “Be careful! Cover your teeth with your lips.”
Dylan obeyed
and when he returned his mouth to his older friend’s cock, his teeth never came
close to scraping it again. Ryan relaxed and started to enjoy the sensations of
Dylan sucking his cock. What Dylan lacked in experience, he made up for through
sheer enthusiasm. He slurped, and slobbered all over Ryan’s knob for a few
minutes before switching to just licking the head and down the shaft to explore
Ryan’s dangling scrotum and the large eggs within.
Ryan moaned deep in
this throat as Dylan’s tongue lashed his nuts and then drew them into his mouth
one at a time and lightly sucking them. Jesus, Ryan thought. The kid’s a
fucking natural. Usually Ryan had to talk his younger sex partners through the
process of how to suck a cock, but with Dylan, he was able to concentrate on
the great feelings.
“Yeah Dylan,”
he enthused. “Suck it. Suck my cock.”
Dylan instantly
complied, engulfing the hard pubescent prick as far down the shaft as he could
and beginning the blow job in earnest. He repeated everything that Ryan had
done to him and he even allowed more and more of the delicious cock into his
mouth until he felt the head touch the back of his throat. Dylan started to gag
slightly but as he concentrated on breathing through his nose, that feeling
went away and the big cockhead slid into his throat.
“OOOOOOOOhhhhhhh
Goooooooooddddddd!” Ryan moaned. He couldn’t believe that the kid was deep
throating him! His dick wasn’t really big, but it usually took the younger boys
a few times before they even attempted to take him into their throats.
Emboldened by the younger boy’s abilities, Ryan’s hands found Dylan’s head. He
stroked the soft blonde hair, which was also shaved on the sides. He stiffened
his grip to hold Dylan’s head still as he began to thrust slowly into the hot
wetness.
Dylan’s eyes
widened as Ryan started to fuck his face, but didn’t protest. After all, he
thought. I did it to him first. So he just allowed his friend to use his mouth
to pleasure his cock. Dylan noticed some liquid start to leak out of Ryan’s
cock. He hoped that it wasn’t piss as he tasted it. It wasn’t piss, he decided.
It was kinda slimy and tasted slightly bitter. It was chocolate milk but it
wasn’t the worst thing he’d ever tasted either. And the fact that it came from
his best friend, made it okay.
Continuing to hold
Dylan’s head in place, Ryan rolled them over so that Dylan was on his back with
Ryan straddling his chest. Ryan placed his hands on the bed and began to fuck
even harder into the boy’s throat again surprised that Dylan didn’t protest.
That was his last conscious thought as his lust came over and his hips shifted
into high gear and then overdrive as he pounded his cock into the tiny mouth.
Dylan instinctively tightened his lips around Ryan’s shaft. This
made it difficult for Ryan to hold out as he had a hair trigger typical of
pubescent 12 yo’s. He cried out and drew his cock back and exploded inside his
little friend’s mouth. Dylan’s eyes widened as Ryan’s sperm shot into his mouth
in great spurts. He swallowed only as much as he had to, keeping the rest to savor
it. It had the same taste as the other fluid he’d tasted, but was much thicker.
He swallowed the rest and decided that it wasn’t too bad. Ryan pulled his
wilting cock from Dylan’s mouth. And rolled over to lay gasping beside him.
“Did I do okay?” Dylan asked.
“God, Dyl,”
he said. “You did better than all right. You did amazing! I’ve never been able
to do that with someone on their first time.”
Dylan swelled
up with pride at the praise of his older friend. They laid their, just lightly
touching and kissing as they talked. Finally, Ryan was ready to go again and
they started their exploration of each other again. Dylan eagerly followed
whatever the more experienced Ryan told him. He especially liked it when Ryan
licked his butthole. He giggled as Ryan’s tongue wriggled inside his butt like
a worm. Then they sucked each other off again in a 69, with Ryan showing Dylan
how good it felt to have a finger in your butt as you got sucked off. Dylan
came to another shuddering, dry cum as he felt Ryan’s goo flood his mouth
again. They separated and soon fell asleep.
Dylan was
awakened several hours later by a whispered conversation nearby. He looked over
while trying to look like he was still asleep, knowing that this conversation
wasn’t supposed to include him. Standing naked over the bed was Ryan’s 17 yo
brother, Roger. The whispered voices still managed to convey the fact that both
brothers were angry.
“Are you fucking
crazy?” Ryan asked. “What if he wakes up and finds me gone? He’ll come looking
for me! And I don’t think he’s ready for what he’ll see yet.”
“Like I give a
fuck,” retorted the 17 yo. “You know the deal. Your ass is mine whenever I want
it, unless you want me to tell mom and dad about…”
“Awright,
Jesus,” Ryan said. “You win. But let’s go do it in the basement. Your room is
too close to mom and dads.”
Ryan got up from the
bed slowly, trying not to disturb Dylan. The last thing he wanted was for his
younger friend to wake up and come looking for him. He didn’t want Dylan to see
him having his ass pounded by Roger. He thought the experience might be too
much for a boy who had just gotten into gay sex. He grabbed a pair of briefs, fixed
his brother with a dirty look and stalked out of the room.
Dylan was confused
about what he’d heard. From what he could figure out, Roger knew something that
Ryan didn’t want their parents to know and Ryan had made a deal with Roger. But
what Dylan didn’t know was what Roger had meant when he’d told Ryan that Ryan’s
ass was his whenever he wanted it. The only possibility was that it meant
buttfucking. But Dylan, who had seen
He waited a
discreet amount of time and then got up, put on his own undies and walked
through the house after the brothers. He remembered Ryan’s suggestion that they
go to the basement. So Dylan tiptoed down to the basement door. He opened it
slowly, mentally pleading with it not to squeak. He started to slowly descend
the stairs until he was far enough to see most of the room. The sight that
greeted his 9 yo eyes shocked him beyond anything he’d ever imagined.
On the far
side of the room, a small mattress was laying on the floor. It looked like a
mattress of a real little kid’s bed. On top of it were the brothers. Both were
naked, Ryan having once again removed his briefs. He was on the bottom with his
brother on top of him. His legs were opened and Roger was between them. They
had also been pushed backward so that his knees were at his chest and were held
there by Roger’s elbows. Roger’s arms were flat on the bed and he was leaning
over so his face was covered by the far side of Ryan’s neck. Dylan soon figured
out that the older boy was kissing and sucking at Ryan’s neck. But what was the
true revelation for Dylan was taking place where Roger’s groin contacted Ryan’s
upturned ass cheeks.
Roger’s hips
were slamming into his younger brother’s cheeks with a loud slapping noise as
he moved them back and forth. Dylan had no doubt that if he was close enough and
in the right position, he would see Roger’s huge cock sliding in and out of his
buddy’s hole. But what really surprised and titillated Dylan were the nasty
things they were saying to each other.
“Yeah Ry, you little
slut,” he growled. “Take it! Take my dick in your ass.”
For his part, Ryan
said nothing. All that he could manage was squeals , grunts and whimpers as he
humped back eagerly at the cock that he’d come to think of as his best friend
during the last 6 years. Thinking that little Dylan was safely asleep upstairs,
he gave vent to his pleasure, finding his voice at last.
“Yes, big
bro, I’m your bad little bitch slut!” he cried. “I love your big cock buried
deep in my ass! Now fuck me, stud! Fuck me hard!”
Dylan watched
as the feet of the muscular teenager dug into the mattress to give him the
purchase he needed to really unload on his preteen brother’s ass. Dylan
wondered how the parents couldn’t hear this. The two brothers made a whole lot
of noise when they fucked. Their bodies came together with an even louder sound
than previously. On top of that, there were the assorted moans, groans,
whimpers, growls of pleasure. And to top everything off, they were calling each
other every dirty name they could think of.
On one hand,
Dylan was frightened of the pure animal passion he was observing and considered
running quietly back upstairs. But he was slowly starting to find it very
exciting. His tiny prick tented out the front of his briefs. The position was
painful so he lowered the front of his undies to hook below his balls. As Dylan
continued with his eyes glued to the two bodies on the mattress, he saw Roger
slide his cock from within his brother. In the light of the basement, it had a
shiny look to it. He had been right when he remembered how big it was. In fact,
it was now even bigger than when he had first seen it.
He watched as Roger
whispered something to Ryan. Ryan got off his back and positioned himself on
his hands and knees. Even from his vantage point, Dylan could see his friend’s
asshole, or what had once been his asshole. Dylan had to fight to keep from
making a noise of shock. His buddy’s anus was now a gaping crater. Yet he also
watched Ryan wiggling his butt suggestively at his brother to slam his fleshy
missile into his body once more.
He didn’t
have to work very hard at it, because in no time Roger had taken up position
behind his smaller brother and drove his cock in to the hilt in one thrust,
which elicited a squeal of delight from Ryan, who also began pleading to be
taken hard again. Gasping and rocking, Roger pounded his huge cock deep into
his brother’s welcoming rectum. He could hear the wet suction of Ryan’s insides
trying to hold him in place. His hands settled on Ryan’s shoulders and he
pulled the smaller boy back onto his cock as he plunged forward, setting up a
powerful rhythm of fucking that shocked Dylan thoroughly. He’d had no idea that
a boy’s pooper could withstand an onslaught like Ryan’s was.
He could see
that the entire length of the shaft was sliding easily in and out of Ryan’s
hole and from time to time Roger would pull his cock all the way out of Ryan
and pause, making Ryan beg him to put it back in. Then he would ram the whole
thing back in, causing Ryan to whimper.
Finally Dylan
saw the signs of Ryan’s impending climax and then heard the cry of pleasure as
Ryan’s semen spurted out onto the mattress. Then he heard the guttural howl of
the 17 yo as he shot his sperm up his brother’s ass. Dylan decided he’d better
head back upstairs before the brothers discovered him. So he raised his undies
over his rapidly wilting erection and headed back for Ryan’s room.
Unaware that they’d
had an audience, Roger and Ryan lay beside each other. Roger cuddled his
younger sibling with surprising gentleness and tenderness considering the
animalistic way he had fucked him. They shared several tender kisses before
Ryan said he needed to get back to his bed before Dylan woke up. They both got
up Ryan slipped on his undies before they walked upstairs hand in hand. Ryan’s
anus felt slightly sore and tender, as was usual after sex, but his rectum felt
so empty. Again, as was usual. Ryan wished he could have his brother’s hardness
inside him all the time. But ever since the loss of his virginity to Roger at
age 6, the withdrawal of his brother’s penis, always left him with the feeling
of something missing in him. At the door to his room, the brothers kissed again
and whispered the words of their special love, before Ryan slipped into his
room again.
Dylan had managed
to get upstairs and strip out of his briefs well before Ryan returned so he was
able to pretend that he was asleep. Ryan slid down his own underwear and
stepped out of them. He slid back into bed beside Dylan and the younger boy
immediately snuggled up close to him. Unaware that the boy knew his darkest
secret, Ryan fell into a blissful sleep, leaving Dylan to ponder all the new
discoveries he was making.
The events of
that sleepover, both the ones he participated in, and the ones he observed,
left him with an interesting dilemma. He knew that the stuff he had done with
Ryan, and the stuff that he saw Ryan and Roger doing, was what his father would
call gay stuff. His father hated gays. AT that thought, an idea began to form
in his mind. Who the fuck was his old man to tell him what he could and
couldn’t do. The asshole was hardly ever around anyway. So Dylan decided then
and there that he would not only continue to participate in doing gay stuff, he
was going to wallow in it. He was gonna suck cock, he was gonna lick ass, and
when the first opportunity came along he was going to let an older teen boy or,
better yet, a man do to him what Roger had done to Ryan. Dylan was going to let
a pedophile stick his dick into his tight virgin ass.
The only real
problem for Dylan was finding one. He often wished that men could wear a sign
that said they were pedos searching for little boys. It would have made his
search so much easier. But he listened closely to what some other boys were
saying and discovered that there were places that a boy could go to hook up
with a man. Places like mall bathrooms, park bathrooms, swimming pool change
rooms, movie theaters and video arcades.
He searched many of these places but had no luck finding a man to meet
his needs.
Then he
overheard the conversation that would lead to him being in the car with this
man. He heard two of his classmates talking.
“So did you go see
that pedo again?” the one asked.
“Fuck yeah,”
replied the other. “I see him three times a week.”
“You mean he’s that
good?” asked the first boy.
“Dude, you have
NOOOO idea,” said the second. “I know you’ve done it with older boys, and
that’s what they were, boys. You haven’t been fucked until you’ve been fucked
by a man. And this guy is the fuckin best. Every time he fucks me, I cum hard
over and over again. Last time I came 7 or 8 times. And the best part is he
pays you for it. I just don’t tell him that I’d let him fuck me for nothing.”
“Wow,” said the
first boy. “I’ll have to check this guy out. Where do you hook up with him?”
Dylan listened with
delight as the second boy proceeded to explain to his friend how to hook up
with this man. And so that was how Dylan found himself sitting in a certain
seat in a certain theater, nervously waiting for the man to show up. When the
man did show up, he was exactly as he’d been described. He looked like he was
in his late 30’s, early 40’s and very fit. In short he was a hunk. He looked
Italian, dark hair and brown eyes.
The man sat
down in the seat to the right of Dylan and sat and watched the movie for a
minute or so. But then, finally Dylan felt the man’s large hand cup the front
of his shorts, finding the erection that Dylan had been sporting for the whole
time he’d been waiting. In the noisy theater, Dylan felt free to let out a loud
moan and spread his legs farther apart, allowing the man greater access to his
private parts. The man’s hand moved to the waistband of the small shorts and
slid down inside them to fondle the boy’s bare dick, sliding the foreskin up
and down, making Dylan moan again.
The man
guided Dylan to his feet and slid his shorts down before pulling the boy into
his lap. When the boy was settled, the man took the small erection between the
thumb and first two fingers of his right hand. He resumed his slow stroking of
the boyish organ, eliciting more and louder moans from the boy’s throat.
Dylan was in
heaven. It felt soo much better when a man touched him. He began panting
heavily as the tingly feelings engulfed his immature penis. He felt the man
kissing his neck and turned his head, offering his mouth for the man’s kiss.
The man moved his lips to Dylan’s and their tongues wrestled as the man
increased his stroking of the boyish organ between his fingers. Dylan moaned
into the man’s mouth as the tingles got more intense. He could feel the man’s
penis beneath his bottom, pushing the material of the man’s pants up into his
crack. Finally, the tingles in his prick became too much and he cried out into
the man’s mouth as his whole body shuddered with the force of his climax and at
that moment his decision became resolute, he wanted, no, he needed, to feel
that big penis inside his ass.
“Mister,” he
gasped. “I want you to fuck me.”
The man
smiled at the boy’s words. It never failed. Once you gave a boy an orgasm, he’d
soon be begging for your cock up his tight little ass. He nodded and waited for
the boy to pull his shorts and underpants up, before leading him out of the
theater. He led the boy to his car and smiled as the boy enthused about his
vehicle. The two got in and the man started the engine and drove off, taking
the boy to his home.
The man tried
to ignore the boy’s constant questioning about their time of arrival at their
destination. He was also trying to ignore the deep ache in his testicles caused
by his constant arousal without release. He wanted, and needed, to bust a nut
and he felt like if it wasn’t soon then his balls would explode. He knew when
the boys was expected home and knew he had lots of time. He turned at a small
road that led to a dirt path in a large open field. There was no house for a
great distance so the man stopped the car and told the boy to get out.
When they had gotten
out of the car the man opened both of the back doors. He spread a blanket over
the back seat and told the boy to remove his shorts and underpants, which Dylan
did, leaving them in the floor of the car. At the man’s instruction he climbed
into the car to lay flat on the seat on his belly. The man then stripped off
his own pants and undershorts, revealing his erect penis. He took out a tube of
lubricant that he always kept handy in the car and as he smeared the slick
substance on his cock, he took the time to look at the small. Tight boyass he
was about to fuck.
The boy’s bum
was one of the most beautiful he’d ever seen. The twin globes had a nice shape
without looking flabby or chubby. The thought of sliding his cock in between
those creamy buttocks and into the anus beyond made his balls ache even more.
He crawled into the back seat and hovered over the boy. With his left hand, he
pried apart Dylan’s asscheeks and was pleased to see the tightly puckered anus
of a virgin boy. He instructed the boy on what to do as he tried to enter him
and Dylan nodded, pleased that his dream was about to come true.
The man
placed his cockhead at the boy’s opening and with gentle pressure, popped the
head through Dylan’s sphincter, while reminding him of what to do.
Dylan gasped in pain
as he felt his anus stretch open to accept the man’s large cock. Straining like
he was going number 2 helped a bit but his ass still felt like it was on fire
and being split open. Only remembering how much of a fuck you
this was to his old man, kept him from asking the man to take it out. The man
hovered there with his penis a mere 2 inches inside the boy’s hot rectum,
waiting for the boy to loosen up to allow further penetration.
He rolled his head
back and moaned. It had been almost 2 years since he had taken a boy’s
virginity. He had forgotten what it was like, the fiery heat, the initial
unyielding tightness. He had to think of other things to keep from blowing his
wad up the hot ass. He wanted this to be a long ride. So he continued to wait
patiently as the boy’s rectum seethed around the part of his cock which lay
within.
Dylan was
asking himself what he had gotten himself into. The feeling in him was huge,
like he had a baseball bat in his ass. The pain soon faded into a slight burning
sensation in his anus and Dylan knew he wanted more, had to have more.
“Put it in deeper,”
he whimpered.
The man smiled,
knowing that the boy was his. He slid slowly forward til the boy tightened
again, when half his massive shaft was buried deeply in the tight ass. The man
waited patiently. Normally the man was not known for his patience. In fact,
with many boys he would have bottomed out and started going to town. Patient he
was not, but smart he was. When one was laying a young ass as exquisite as this
one, one didn’t rush. The boy would surrender completely in good time,
providing the fuck of a lifetime.
Dylan reached
his hand back between them to see how much he had taken within him. He wanted
it all, had to have it all. He was disappointed to find about half the shaft
still outside him.
“More. Please. I
need it all,” he begged.
YES! exulted
the man. He had been right. He had known from the moment he’d seen this boy
that this was going to be the outcome. With no further delay, he pushed the last
half of his penis into the welcoming warmth of the boy’s rectum. Again he
paused to savor the feeling of possessing the boy so completely.
“YES! OH YES!” cried
Dylan.
Now even the burning
was gone, leaving just the feeling of fullness, the sensation of having to
shit, but never wanting this hardness to leave him. He realized that he was
what his dad would call a queerboy, something Dylan had heard him use of Ryan
more than once. He wasn’t doing this just as a fuck you to his dad; he
was doing this because he had been born to do this, to take a man’s cock deep
within him. Ryan had seen it; the man whose cock now filled him had seen it and
Dylan suspected that his father had seen it. For him, there was only one thing
to be said.
“Fuck me,
mister,” he pleaded.
The man’s
smile grew even bigger at the boy’s final submission to his destiny. His
patience had born fruit. He slid his hips backwards, withdrawing his penis from
it’s place until only his huge plum-like head plugged the boy’s opening. He
paused to build up the boy’s sense of anticipation before sliding deliciously
back into the warm cavern. He started humping against the boy with a slow and
steady rhythm, again wanting to savor the feel. His cock was sliding in and out
of Dylan’s virgin ass easily now.
“Yeah. Unh yeah”
Dylan enthused. “Fuck me! Feels so gooood!”
Every time the man’s
dick slid in and out of him, it touched something deep inside him, something
that made jolts of pleasure shoot through his preteen body like electrical
shocks. As well the force of the man’s hips striking his buttocks was making
his little cock rub against the seat cover below him, adding to the tingles and
jolts going through his body. Now he understood what that other boy had meant
when he said this man was the fuckin best and made him cum so hard. Dylan felt
his first orgasm building up quickly, like those sudden thunderstorms on hot
summer days.
“YES! UNH! UNH! UNH!
UNNNH!” he grunted and groaned as the storm broke over him.
His little erection
twitched wildly as it sought to pump it’s non-existent load onto the seat
cover. His anus began it’s usual repetitive squeezing on the large shaft of the
man’s penis. The man stopped all movement as he felt the boy beneath him
climax. He didn’t want to cum yet, now that the boy had climaxed once, his anus
and rectum were now ready for the sodomy to begin in earnest. The man restarted
his thrusts into the boy making them harder and faster. His hips striking the
boy’s buttocks with enough force to make them jiggle wildly. This increased
anal assault caused the massive prick to pulverize the immature prostate even
harder, eliciting more and stronger cried from the boy, whose little fists were
now clutching the seat cover, as the man battered into him. But the boy had no
intention of backing out now.
“YEAH! OH YEAH! FUCK
ME! FUCK ME HARD!” he screamed. “GOD, YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM AGAIN!”
And indeed he felt
his dick twitch once more and his anus squeezing again. He was in heaven. Not
even Ryan had ever given him 2 cums that close together. But this man had and
the man seemed like he wouldn’t be finished any time soon. The man pulled his
penis from Dylan’s depths and quickly flipped him over on his back. He pushed
the boy’s legs back toward his chest, revealing the gaping crater that had once
been the boy’s virgin anus. He slammed his prick back inside Dylan with one
thrust. He grabbed Dylan by the waist and lifted him up into the air. While
keeping Dylan impaled on his manhood, the man stood to his feet and exited the
backseat of the car. He carried Dylan to the front of the car and deposited him
on the hood. The metal was still warm from both the residual heat from the engine
as well from the summer heat. But Dylan was beyond noticing any of that. His
whole world revolved around his backdoor which encompassed the man’s cock.
Freed from the
restrictions of the back seat, the man really busted loose on the preteen’s hot
ass. Dylan’s legs had found his waist and encircled it. The man could feel
Dylan’s thighs squeeze and release his middle every time his cock made the
journey back to it’s original depth inside him. The man’s hands slid up
underneath Dylan’s grey t-shirt and caressed first his taut little belly and
then his little chest, tweaking the little boynips into hard little nubs before
leaning over to suckle first one and then the other. This new stimulation made
Dylan buck and shudder with climax number three. After that one, Dylan became more
active, thrusting his buttocks upward, trying to meet the man’s thrusts with
his own. He wanted more of the man’s cock stretching him wide; even though he
knew that he already had it all.
The man’s hands
encircled Dylan’s slender waist and he began to rotate his hips as he worked.
It was an old technique for him but it was new to Dylan, whose little toes were
curling and his leg muscles were contracting and releasing at a rapid rate as
it had it’s desired effect. He soon heaved and shuddered as 3 more orgasms
ripped through him.
“PLEASE! OH PLEASE!
CUM IN ME!” he cried in desperation and exhaustion. “I CAN’T TAKE MUCH MORE! OH
OH OH OH OH OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!”
This time as the man
felt Dylan’s build up to detonation, he decided to let himself go as well. He
battered into the boy with all his power, trying to ensure that he came with
the boy, or shortly after. His attempt was successful. He felt his load of hot
sperm racing up the shaft of his cock just as the boy’s anus clamped down once
more. With a roar, the man’s seed burst from his cock in great ropey spurts
into the hot virgin rectum, obliterating the remnants of Dylan’s boyish
innocence which each spurt. Man and boy continued their mutual dance of climax
until they were spent. The man collapsed, careful to land on his elbows to
avoid crushing the boy. He waited until the last few drops of cum entered the
boy and then he pulled his wilting penis from the boy. For Dylan, there was a
deep sense of emptiness as the comforting size of the man’s hardness left him,
but he was happy. He let out a sigh of contentment and then the man kissed his
lips before helping him back to the ground.
The man got into the
car without putting his pants on and Dylan walked over to the back door and
closed it, before walking around the car to first close the back door on his
side and then climbing into the front. The man started the engine and drove off
toward his house again. He asked when Dylan had to be home.
“Not until tomorrow,”
Dylan said happily. “My parents think I’m staying with an older friend and his
older brother. They’re going to cover for me. It doesn’t matter if they didn’t,
my dad has to give some stupid campaign speech and so he and my mom aren’t home.”
“Wait a second,”
said the man. “Campaign speech? What’s your name kid?”
“Dylan,” Dylan said.
“Dylan Franklin.”
The icy grip of fear
grasped the man’s heart. Jesus Christ!
What the fuck have I just done? he thought to himself. He had just fucked
the shit out of the 9 yo son of the DA who had convicted him of raping Jimmy
Collins, the only boy he’d ever loved. But on the heels of that fear, came a
sense of irony. In fucking the son, in a sense, he had fucked the father. And
he had definitely detected a note of bitterness when the boy talked about his
old man. So a plan began to form in Walter Griffin’s mind that would allow him
to fuck the father through the son whenever he wanted.