THE ANGELS STUDIO - Hunter

Chapter 9

A Note from the author: I do not condone what is portrayed in this story or the subsequent chapters, indeed I find myself both loving (for his genius) and hating (for his manipulation) one of the characters portrayed. Please enjoy and remember this is fantasy not reality.

This is my first story submission, there will be errors with my grammar and I originally wrote the story in first person from Jack's perspective, this didn't work, so I re-edited. If there are still occasionally first person perspectives that make no sense, I apologize.

I welcome feedback, constructive criticism, views on characters, suggestions for future chapters etc. I have a general idea of where I am going with the series, although nothing is set in stone.

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�Why are we here?� Hunter questioned as Ethan led him into an apartment building.

�Jack says he's not very well, so you're staying with me tonight,� he replied pulling him close into a hug, �and my nephew is here��

He led Hunter into a living room. �Billy, this is Hunter.� Ethan called out to an older boy who had been lying on the floor watching TV and swinging his feet. �Can you take him to your room to play for a bit, I need to talk to your dad.�

�Okay, Uncle Ethan.� 

Billy stood up and Hunter nervously took the older boy's hand as he pulled him away and upstairs.�

�How old are you, Hunter?� Billy asked as they got to his room.

Hunter took a moment to stare at all of the Star Wars posters and the desk, the toys, the racing car bed, before he realized he had to answer. �I'm six tomorrow,� he replied shyly.

�I'm ten,� Billy answered as he sat on the floor. Hunter noticed straight away that he could see Billy's wiener and balls up his shorts; they were bigger than his. �Can I see your wiener?� Billy asked straight away.

Hunter was embarrassed again. �What?� 

�Show me your wiener.� 

Hunter shook his head no, feeling very uncertain around the new older blonde boy. �I don't want to.� 

Billy snorted, �Chicken, I bet lots of people see it anyway.� 

Hunter knew that was true and he suddenly felt very silly for having said no, but he still made no move to show Billy. However, he also made no move to resist, as Billy leaned forward and pulled his shorts down.

�Wow, you're pretty,� Billy stated. �You've even got skin on yours. Mine hasn't.� Hunter was well aware that Billy had no skin on the end of his; he had clearly seen it up his shorts.

Billy grabbed hold of Hunter's wiener and rolled it between his finger and thumb commenting, �It's so tiny.� 

�No, it's not.� Hunter answered back denfensively.

�Yes, it is. I've seen lots of boys and yours is the smallest I've seen. I like it.� He manipulated the blushing Hunter into an erection and smiled at him. �Do you know how to rub?�

Hunter nodded and that was enough for Billy. He let go and scooted closer, pulling down his own shorts and as he did so said, �Rub me.� 

�I'm not supposed to,� Hunter said while staring at Billy's wiener as it started to become hard.

�Yes, you are,� Billy said.

�Uncle Ethan!" the older boy shouted out.� "Can we do rubs?�

There was a moment of lowered voices in the living room before Ethan replied, �Yes, but don't let Hunter, cum.� 

�See? Rub mine.� 

Hunter was more intrigued with why he couldn't go back into the living room to notice Billy pulling his hand onto his boner at first. It wasn't until the older boy urged him on that his attention focused on the fact he was holding another boy's boner.

�You're cute,� Billy said as Hunter began to slowly rub him, �Who did you rub today?� 

Hunter blushed fiercely. �How do you know I did that.� 

�I can smell it, you smell nice,� Billy said.

Hunter frowned replying, �No, you can't.� 

Billy shrugged and let himself feel good from the younger boy's ministrations, but it wasn't quite right. �Hold it like this,� he said demonstrating on Hunter. �Yeah, you got it.� 

Soon both boys were jerking each other off, Billy on his knees with Hunter standing right in front of him.

�Do you get teased a lot for having a baby wiener?� Billy asked as he released his grip, watching the thing twitch and bounce. 

�No!� It's not a baby one.� Stop saying that!� Hunter spat angrily.

�Whatever,� Billy said nonchalantly, �Suck me.� 

�What?� 

Billy rolled his eyes. �Put my wiener in your mouth and suck it.� 

Hunter remembered Ethan doing that to him, and so he knew Billy wasn't tricking him, but he wasn't sure he wanted to do that, especially as Billy kept saying mean things.

�Come on, I'll do you after,� Billy offered.

Hunter sighed, �Will it taste bad?�

�No, I had a bath.� Billy pointed his three inch erection forwards, toying with himself while recalling his earlier bath with his dad's friend for a moment. Looking down at the half naked little boy he pleaded, �Please, please, please, suck me.�

The sudden change in power, had Hunter willing to accept. This older boy was begging him to do something. He knelt down and put his face close to it, noting in wonder, that it had a curve to it, which his own did not. 'Did all wieners with no skin, curve like that?' he wondered. He didn't have much time to think, as Billy poked it at him impatiently. Hunter had to force himself to open his mouth, and the moment he did, the rigid tube of boy-flesh was in and pressing against his tongue.

Billy began humping Hunter's mouth, bashing his pubic mound up against the younger boy's nose as he tried to make himself feel good. �Close your lips around it and then lick it with your tongue.� 

Hunter did exactly as instructed, wondering if this was how Ethan had tickled him earlier and then realizing that it didn't much taste of anything. In the next instance though, he found himself automatically bringing his hands up and onto Billy's hips, to try and take back some control over the frantic humping, which was starting to hurt him.

To Billy, it just encouraged him to be more forceful, thinking it was a sign that Hunter was enjoying doing it. He loved getting sucked off, but very rarely was it another boy, and so his aggressive humping had never been an issue for the many adults who had dived between his legs.

Less than two minutes passed, and Billy grunted and shook, grabbing Hunter's head and holding him still as his boner became too sensitive.

Hunter felt it jumping in his mouth and allowed himself to be pulled tight onto Billy's crotch, thankful he was no longer bashing into him. He continued to flick his tongue around it, until Billy squealed to stop and pulled himself free.

�Do you want to play on my Xbox?� Billy asked as he pulled his shorts up.

Hunter continued kneeling and fiddling with his own boner, �Okay,� he said, having forgotten the promise of some mutual sucking.

�Why us?� Billy's dad was asking Ethan in the living room.

�Because you owe me, plus your son is a little slut. He's already asked about jerking off with him, and we only just got here.�  

"Please, don't call him that.� You know I don't like it.� 

Ethan smirked, �But you like plowing his tight little pussy every night don't you?� Ethan slapped him on the back, �Don't worry, I'll only be a few hours, and Billy will keep him busy, just don't interfere.� Deal?� Billy's dad, Dan, had always been a difficult person, but Ethan knew the buttons to press and which arm to twist, to get what he wanted.

�Fine, just don't leave him here all night like the last one.� 

Ethan chuckled, �I won't. Plus it's his birthday tomorrow.� 

�Okay then. I'll just watch TV.� 

Ethan stood up and slipped into Billy's room, just in time to see Billy having his dry cum inside Hunter's mouth. �Damn, you little horny cunt.� Ethan thought to himself as he adjusted his erection, giving the boys enough time to dress before entering.

�Hey, boys.� 

Billy didn't even look up from his Xbox as Ethan entered the room, �Hi, Uncle Ethan.�

Hunter blushed and smiled, knowing that Ethan had given them permission to play naked didn't alleviate his embarrassment.

�Are you boys having fun?� He sat between them and placed a hand over both of their crotches. 

Billy didn't even move, allowing Ethan to squeeze him through his clothing. 

Hunter�s eyes darted from his new friend, to Ethan, to Ethan�s hand at his groin.

�Practice time, Hunter,� he said standing the boy up in front of him.� He smiled warmly at the uncertainty showing on Hunter's face, �Come on sweetie.� 

Hunter looked once more to his new friend, but realized he was paying no attention and so with slow hands, he reached out and felt the front of Ethan�s jeans. 

�You do it, you need practice to open trousers by yourself, you're six tomorrow.� 

Hunter frowned at having received the challenge. He hated having to do buttons, especially on jeans. But he reached forward with both hands and started to fumble with the button.

Billy cast a momentary glance to his side to see what was going on, before returning his attention back to the game he had booted up.

After a few minutes of frustration, Hunter felt the button slide open and he looked up proudly with a smile on his face.

�Well done, but keep going.� Ethan once again began feeling Billy's crotch, grabbing at the erection hidden beneath the clothing, before sliding his hand inside the older boy's shorts and grasping his erection between a finger and thumb.

Hunter unzipped Ethan's jeans easily and pulled the front open, before pulling down his boxers and exposing the man�s much larger boner again. With both hands he grasped the large adult cock and began a clumsy up and down motion, looking into Ethan�s face for approval.

Ethan gave none, however, he wanted Hunter to work hard to get approval and so as Hunter made him feel good, he just continued to casually play with Billy's erection, gradually picking up the pace and jerking the older boy off, feeling each little bump under the skin and enjoying the banana shaped length. Every time Billy was about to overtake someone, Ethan would speed up his jerking, making it feel good and Billy would lose his concentration for a moment and crash or miss a corner.

He deliberately ignored Hunter as the little boy worked on him. He knew that Hunter craved the attention and would double his efforts to get noticed.

Suddenly Ethan gasped and his attention was snapped to Hunter, who had put his lips around the tip of his penis and was licking at it. The sensation was one he had not expected and for Hunter to have initiated it� He felt himself quickly nearing the point of no return.

�Billy, did you teach little Hunter to suck this good already?� 

At the compliment, Hunter was more assertive, holding tight and licking madly in the top, as if his life depended on it.

Billy paused his game and looked at what Hunter was doing. Sniffing back a runny nose, he shrugged and smiled coyly at Ethan.

Billy stood up on the bed and pulled his bottoms down, allowing his stiffy to spring free before shoving himself at Ethan�s face and practically forcing the man to suck him. Hunter couldn't quite see what was happening, but he knew his friend stood over Ethan and himself.

Ethan sucked Billy in to the base and took in his balls too. He personally disliked Billy's forcefulness and dreamed of being able to put the boy in his place, but he knew some men liked a boy who made the first move and so he had never discouraged it. He made himself hold off as long as he could, until Billy started humping fast and hard into his face, his bony hips stinging slightly as the boy approached orgasm.

Ethan grunted and felt himself cum, resisting the urge to hold Hunter's head.

Hunter hadn't associated many of the signs of an orgasm and so when the first volley of cum erupted, it filled his mouth and went straight down his throat. The force of it made him cough, which in turn made it fly back up and out of his nose. All of this happened as he was pulling back. The second blast coated his tongue and teeth, ending over his lips and chin.

Hunter was panicking in his inability to control his coughing and breathing. His nose stung and the man milk had taken him by surprise. He was falling backwards onto the floor as Billy moaned his dry cum into Ethan's mouth.

The stuff was slimy, lumpy and tasted odd. Still trying to control his coughing, he dribbled Ethan�s cum onto the floor, expelling as much as he could from his mouth, while wiping his hand over his chin; succeeding only in spreading the stuff further and over his hand and arm for good measure.

Ethan let Billy slip from his mouth and gave him a slap to his butt, while looking down at Hunter who was using his tongue to expel cum and dribble it onto Billy's carpet.

Seeing an opportunity to further Hunter's training, Ethan stood up, pulling up his things, �That was great, thanks boys.� And he walked out of the room. His reasons for going into the room had been to tell Hunter he was popping out, but that now seemed unimportant and so he quietly slipped away.

�Don't waste it!� Billy hissed in frustration, dropping to his knees next to the little boy.

He cupped his hands together, �Dribble it in my hands.�

Hunter did as asked, eager to expel the last of the slimy stuff, along with all the excess saliva.� He dribbled it all out into Billy's waiting hands.

�Eww!� Hunter stated as Billy then proceeded to lick up the pool of cum and spit from his cupped hands, �That's gross.� 

Billy glared at his friend, �No, it's not. Try it.� He offered up his cupped hands, but Hunter shook his head, �You're such a baby. You'll never get big if you don't learn to like it.�

Hunter said nothing, until Billy grabbed his arm and started to lick his hand and forearm of more man milk.

�Hey, stop it!� 

�Please, I want it and you don't like it anyway,� Billy pleaded desperately.

Hunter looked down at his arm and the offending slime that was on it and then back at Billy, who was obviously some sort of gross crazy person who wanted the stuff� �Okay.� 

Billy once again began licking the young boy's arm and hand, making sure he got all of the cum from between Hunter's fingers and up and under his arm. He didn't even think twice about asking, when he leaned forwards and began licking Hunter's chin and lips.

Hunter. however, was quick to reject his friend, pulling away and giggling, �You're weird, stop it.� 

Billy shrugged, and stood back, pulling his things back up, and just like before, returned to his Xbox as if nothing had happened.

With Billy distracted, Hunter had time for his brain to catch up. He could still taste the man milk and although he didn't like the way it was slimy and lumpy, he didn't know if he liked the taste or not. Was it his imagination? Making sure that Billy wasn't looking, he scooped some cum from his chin that Billy had failed to get and studied it on his finger, before bringing it to his nose and sniffing it. As he sniffed, he realized that the stuff was inside his nose and so he was already smelling it. He sniffed loudly and felt some of it go down his throat.

Billy still wasn't looking and so tentatively, he stuck out the tip of his tongue to his finger and quickly pulled his tongue back inside. He couldn't taste anything different to what he was already tasting and so he did it again, this time sucking his finger clean.

He wrinkled his nose and removed his offending finger, putting his hand as far away as possible as he forced himself to swish the stuff around his mouth. In that moment, however, little Hunter realized that he liked the taste, he just didn't like the slimy feel to it. Not wanting to have more, he lifted his t-shirt and used it to wipe his face clean of cum, covering the t-shirt in the stuff instead. 

Hunter climbed back up into the bed next to his new friend and watched the older boy in his racing game, while he subconsciously rubbed himself to feel good.

Ethan felt himself firming up again as he walked away from the Coopers' babysitter�s house, with Lucas in his arms and Zach walking next to him. He had of course spoken briefly to Jack, insisting that it was no problem for him to have all three boys overnight and had won the argument when he said it would be good for Hunter to have his brothers there on his birthday.

The moment that he had Lucas strapped in, Ethan moved around the car to Zach.� Leaning in through the open door, slid his hand down Zach�s shorts and undies, not caring about the busy road behind him, because it was dark and he was blocking most of the view.

Zach giggled as he felt Ethan�s fingers grab his wiener and made him feel good.

Ethan felt Zach become hard and smiled at him, �Are you my little slut?� 

Zach nodded happily, �Yes.�

�What are you?� Ethan asked, casting a glance towards the sitter�s house and seeing she was still stood in the doorway.

�Your little slut,� Zach giggled, not really understanding the words he was using.

�Good slut, Zachy.� Ethan said, removing his hand and quickly strapping him in. 

As he closed the door, he waved to the sitter and got in his car heading back to pick up Hunter.

Zach sat in the back of the car, happy to have been picked up by Ethan. His thumb was in his mouth and his other hand was down his pants, casually pulling at his hard wiener.

�Can you be a good slut for me, Zachy?� Ethan asked, looking back in the rear view mirror.

Zach nodded.

"Lucas needs you to rub his wiener for him."

Zach looked at Ethan in the mirror with a very confused expression, �Why?�

�Because he can't do it himself.� He's only a few weeks old, so you need to help him because you're his big brother.� Ethan could see the gears turning behind those eyes that stared back at him, �Just reach over and slide your hand inside his diaper.�

Zach looked over at his baby brother who was sitting in the baby seat and wondered at his role of big brother. Taking his thumb from his mouth, he reached over and wiggled his fingers into Lucas� diaper, deeper and deeper they went, searching for the wiener he knew was inside.

As his whole hand disappeared inside the warm diaper, he found his brother's wiener and his fingers grasped it.

Lucas cooed, finding the sensation funny, especially as the fingers tickled and prodded him.

Ethan couldn't see the action through the mirror, but he knew it was going on as he pulled up to a set of lights. He saw a family in a larger car next to his, a stunner of a boy in the back and a not bad looking lady in the passenger seat, elevated above his low riding vehicle. As his car rolled up parallel he smiled at the woman and returned his attention to the road.

Zach felt Lucas get bigger in his hand and was proud of himself for making Lucas get hard like him. As he began the up and down rubbing he had been taught, he realized that the boy in the car next to them could see he had one hand down his pants and one in his brothers diaper. He froze, knowing he was doing something secret and the boy stared back.

As the lights changed, they pulled away and Zach�s fear left. He began tugging up and down on his little brother's wiener, feeling it glide between his fingers as he went faster and faster, just like how he had done to Peter before.

�Do I stop now?� Zach asked a few minutes later.

Ethan had adjusted his mirror so that he could see both boys and had enjoyed watching the past few minutes as he neared his destination, �No, not yet. Keep going, Zachy.�

And so he did, rubbing faster, ignoring the ache in his arm from the awkward position. Lucas� wiener suddenly got harder and jumped between his fingers. Lucas� arms and legs shot out as if he had been jolted awake and then Zach felt his hand getting really warm. Ethan watched amused as Lucas had an orgasm.

�My hand feels warm,� Zach said knowing something was different, but not understanding why.

�You're going to be the best slut in the world, Zachy. Good boy.� Ethan said, �You can stop now.� 

Zach stopped, grateful for the rest.� As he pulled his hand free he realized it was wet, �Help! He wee-weed on me,� he said mortified.

�It's okay, Zachy. Why don't you wee-wee yourself like Lucas, so he doesn't feel stupid.�

�No, I'm not a baby.� Zach held his hand away from himself as he protested the request from Ethan.

Ethan sighed, �Zachy, if you don't wee-wee yourself like a big boy, then you will have to put your hand back in his diaper.� 

�No!� was all he said as they pulled up outside his the apartment.

�Zachy!� Ethan barked sharply. �Wee-wee yourself right now, young man!� 

Zach burst into tears, not liking being shouted at and suddenly feeling very confused.

Ethan unfastened his belt and turned around, leaning into the back, he cupped a hand between Zach�s legs and leaned close to him, �Wee-wee, right now! You're being a mean little boy, squealing that Lucas wee-weed! Now do it!� 

Zach looked at Ethan rather fearfully and felt the need to go quite badly. �I don't want to.� 

Ethan pressed more firmly. �Do it now,� he said sternly.

Crying, Zach tried to release his bladder, but he found that he couldn't, but the added warmth from Ethan�s hand over his groin was aiding his effort and ever so slowly at first, he felt a trickle and then it let loose in his pants. 

Ethan felt the warmth under his hand and removed it, watching as the wet patch spread across the front of Zach�s pants.

Zach continued to cry as he wet himself.� He felt it tickling him as it went between his legs and under him to where he was sitting.

Ethan waited for Zach to finish before he said anything else. �Good boy, Zachy. Now Lucas won't feel sad. You are a good big brother for weeing yourself.�

With some sadistic pleasure, Ethan got out of the car and went around and helped Zach out of the car first, making sure to stand him under a street light as he went and retrieved Lucas.

Finally, he made his way, into the apartment, knowing that someone had noticed Zach�s wet clothes, the sort of knowing you get when you know you're being watched.

Maybe you were the person who spotted Ethan, Zach and Lucas as they exited their car one evening near Christmas� A crying four year old with a wet patch� Think back; were you Ethan�s mystery onlooker?

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