____________________________ | | /)| KRISTEN'S BOOKSHELF |(\ / )| DIRECTORIES |( \ __( (|____________________________|) )__ ((( \ \ > /_) ( \ < / / ))) (\\\ \ \_/ / \ \_/ / ///) \ / \ / \ _/ \_ / / / \ \ o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o o particular order other than offering them to you in alpha- o o betical directories. o o I don't believe in categorizing things. "I don't want to o o be typed therefore I don't type things myself." I think it's o o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o o that you might not have even thought of looking for. o o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult en- o o tertainment and should not be read by minors. o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o Lost in London - 5 (bb, Mb) by Debonair (an166744@anon.penet.fi) (c) 1995 PART 5. 'Game Boys' In the room on the third floor they brought Simon. The little six- year-old blond kid yelled as the ten big boisterous boys dragged him there, hungry for some fun on this rainy day. Scaring the youngster was the number one pastime. When they released him, Simon backed away until he hit a wall. With nowhere to run, he stared at the gang, a concerned look on his cute mug. He squirmed bashfully, wearing only a pair of oversized shorts made of grey tweed. Wesley struggled to keep a straight face as he watched the small creature, his bare chest heaving. His short legs were quaking, easing the only garment on his loins even further down his hips, exposing more of the beginning of the cleft of his tiny butt in the back and the 'V' of his groin in front. 'If the shorts fall to the floor, I'm gonna howl!' Wes thought to himself. "We hear you've been playing with the RATS little runt..." Rocko lied. "NO! That's not true! Don't hurt me!" Simon pleaded. "See!" he peeped, pointing the red 'S' below his right pec with a stubby finger. The tremor in his soprano voice revealed his utmost fright. "I'm with you, I swear!" "Well, we don't believe you... I think it's time we have some meat..." Rocko said, looking at the result of his words in the little kid's eyes. "Yeah... I'm so tired of bread and soup...I want meat!" Harvey seconded, drool oozing from the corner of his lips. "Those thighs will make great roasts!" Weirdo bawled. "..and I want the arms!" a nine-year-old nicknamed Dandy cheered. "I want the eggs!" Skeeter shouted, sending a wave of laughter in the crowd. "NO. Don't eat me! please!" Simon cried, covering his boyhood with protective hands, heartbeat pounding. They attacked him almost with a vengeance. Strong hands pulled on his limbs, lifting him off the ground as he spewed his litany. "No! Let go of me!" "Please!" "I didn't do nothing!" "Don't eat me guys!" They stole his shorts and soon he found himself naked at the mercy of the pack of wolves. He trashed and wriggled. The rambunctious kids cheered and yelled, grasping what they could on his little body. They swung him over on the bed, already prepared with cords tied to the four corners. Amidst the ruckus, Skeeter bit the young child's adorable buns eliciting a scream of terror. Another confirmation in Simon's mind that he was gonna be devoured alive. The four eldest boys flipped him over on his back and grabbed the closest wrist or ankle in reach. Within seconds, he struggled against his bonds, testing them in vain. Spread-eagled, he stared at the ten tormentors, tears blurring his vision. His little white form lay helpless on the altar of sacrifice. "I'm gonna start with the tastiest!" Weirdo muttered, licking his lips in an exaggerated manner that only he could produce with his elastic tongue. "ARRRGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!" Simon yelled, feeling the twelve-year-old's mouth engulfing his small dink. He whimpered and wiggled his hips, attempting to escape the rows of pointy teeth. After a few seconds of no pain, his cries turned to giggles. The wet lips were suctionning his tiny cocklet. A blissful smile lit up his angelic face. The other boys joined the party, running their sticky hands on his smooth flesh. Wesley watched the kids massaging the young child and bent over to take the pink miniature balls left unattended. His cheek brushed against Weirdo's as they pleasured the small hairless genitals. Two young members of the gang each selected a nipple and suckled them like babies. Harvey and Rocko washed his wiggly toes with lively tongues while Skeeter and Dandy put theirs in his ears, darting to get inside his brain. Simon shivered. Every part of his body was coming alive. His small boner throbbed in Weirdo's warm cavern, impossibly excited from all the attention. He giggled hysterically, tingly all over. Erotic sensations travelled throughout his skinny frame, begging for him to surrender his will. Carrot Head rubbed between his silky thighs, getting closer and closer to his small butt. His fingertips danced on the perfect skin, covered with goosebumps. He thrust his fingers between the kid's buttocks and teased the quivering hole. Simon moaned, shaking his blond head left and right, feeling the gentle digit draw circle around his tight ring. For what seemed like forever, they worked on the young child, building an earthshaking climax. Every move, every peep from Simon was scrutinized for they all wanted to watch when he would writhe with the tides of orgasm. A sheath of little boy sweat erupted from his pores like a second skin. His cries resounded in the room anouncing to the world his impending relief. The boys kissed him more feverishly, stroking him with unbridled passion. In a dramatic turn of event, they all changed their actions, as if driven by a new force. The boys licking his nipples instead pinched the little mounds hard. Simon yelled, seized by the dull pain exploding in his chest. Harvey and Rocko tickled the sole of his feet, an atrocious torture under the circumstances. Other kids stabbed their finger at his hairless armpits. Weirdo let go of the two inch wobbler, glistening with saliva and swallowed one ball. As Wesley took over the tiny hard-on, sucking like an experienced whore, Skeeter gulped the other ball and pulled on it, stretching the pink sac along with Weirdo next to him. Simon's wails of pleasure mixed with cries of fear and pain. Strangely, the excessive stimulation intensified his sexual crescendo. He yelped from time to time, twitching as if on an electric bed. From everywhere on his body, jolts of pain surged. He didn't know what to do, scream from the torture, giggle from the tickling or moan from the lips slidding at one hundred miles on his pulsing shaft. Carrot Head fingered roughly his tight bumhole, trying his best to keep his finger there as the young kid arched his back and dug his heels in the beaten-up mattress. "UHhhhh uhhh Ohhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh" Simon trashed wildly, the cord biting his tender flesh. His limbs tensed-up and he released a high-pitched scream. Wesley felt the little cock flex in his mouth, shaking with immature orgasm. Coming down from the most intense peak of his six year old life, the little blond imp exhaled. He surveyed the circle of grinning boys and smiled shyly, asking with his twinkly eyes to be delivered. "One last thing..." Rocko whispered. The gang in a transe, after a half-hour of pent-up sexual tension, frantically went to their flies. All around, sturdy boydicks sprang out. They playfully fondled their hard-ons looking at each other with a devilish grin. Simon's eyes scanned the boys, going from one turgid cock to the other. Their moans echoed as they began to pump fiercely their young pricks. It only took twenty seconds for Harvey to jerk in orgasm and splash his teenage cum on Simon's tummy. Weirdo aimed his penis at the blond lad's face, giving him four powerful jets of his warm seed up his nose. In short intervals, the boys who could unload sprayed the young tyke with creamy boycum. Wesley masturbated with much pride, knowing he could contribute to the white shower. His timid wad tickled his urethra as it spurted on the cute blond's torso. Rocko beat his massive pole with two hands. All the kids watched in awe as his geyser erupted with an abundant flow of manly sperm. In the end, Simon whined, squirming on the bed, covered with boyjuice forming gooey puddles. It was decided that if he was to be released he had to make most of it disappear. At first, he turned his head like a pouting baby but soon sucked happilly the fingers presented to him, eating with appetite all the fresh boy sperm. -==- One night, two men showed up at the hideout. They walked around and examined the gang closely, one by one. Leroy followed their every step with a wide smile. The bigger one was like a giant. Almost six and half feet tall and large like a horse. They could tell the other one was wealthy, definitly a lawyer. Wesley shyed away from the visitors recalling Leroy's words about selling his ass. "Look at all that tender meat!" said the big man. "A fine display." replied the lawman. "I've seldom seen such a healthy group of lads Sir Lewis... quite a place you've brought me...." The giant gripped Carrot Head under the armpits and lifted him off the ground. The ten-year-old giggled and Sir Lewis smiled. "I'll take this one." he said confidently. Meanwhile, the other man was looking down the underpants of all the kids. Wesley's turn came and the man stared at his boydick. He blushed, praying in my head he wouldn't be chosen. The big fingers released his waistband and he let out a muted sigh of relief. The lawyer crossed the room and caressed the cheek of the smallest boy, Simon. "This little angel is perfect..." Simon grinned, not knowing what was happening, elated to have been selected out of the competition. Wesley shook his head at the naive child. He kinda reminded him of a younger him with his blond hair and boyish grin. He surely didn't want him to go with the strange men dressed in black. Both visitors paid Leroy and strolled out the door with the two underfed boys. "It's always nice doing business with you Sir Lewis... and you too Master Bennett." smiled the bearded geezer. As soon as they left the attic, Harvey grabbed Wesley's hand, pulling him out the door after the 'customers'. "Come see what's gonna happen to you if you don't steal something." he whispered. Wes looked down the stairs at the figures. The happy couple was rubbing the shoulders of the two boys. They reached the second floor and opened the rotten door. Slowly, Harvey and Wes tiptoed behind them to the entrance of the bordello. Harvey ran swiftly to hide behind a large velvet couch and Wesley followed him. Their little scheme had gone unnoticed, the two men were lost in a discussion with the lady upfront. Harvey pushed a wooden plank showing his friend the way to a secret passage. He crawled into the opening and signaled for him to do the same quietly. When Wesley unfolded his body, he found himself in a narrow corridor, barely wide enough for him to move. It was spooky and filled with cobwebs, causing him to wonder why his partner had brought him here. He soon discovered the reason as they walked in the dark. Harvey pointed towards two little holes in the wall. Wesley peeked shyly. In the room on the other side, he could see a young woman on her knees sucking a man's hard penis. He giggled. Harvey clamped his hand on his mouth, frowning like a madman. "Shut up! you'll get us caught." he whispered. "Let's go see the others." They breezed to the next room which was empty. In the third one, a man was whipping a teenage girl tied by her wrist and suspended in mid-air. Wesley squirmed. Her mouth was gagged but still her muffled screams were audible as the atrocious torture played out before his young eyes. Harvey tugged at his shirt to shake him from the spell of horror. He peered in the next hole. This was the one. Carrot Head and Simon were already naked, washing up in a basin. They seemed oblivious to their fate and splashed each other merrilly, making beards out of the soap suds and tickling their slippery bodies. Their boyish giggles echoed in the room, much to the enjoyment of Sir Lewis and Master Bennett. The two men gripped them by the waist and hauled them over on the bed. Sir Lewis sucked on Carrot Head's toes, taking them one by one between his lips while they wiggled frantically. He parted his jaws and swallowed half of the small foot, satisfying his fetish fully, before doing the same to the boy's other foot. Meanwhile, the lawyer had been more direct. He was sucking Simon's tiny cocklet, which was as big as a jujube. It grew rapidly to its full two inches in the man's mouth. Holding the kid's ankles in the air, Master Bennett made his tongue dance all around the six-year-old's groin, on his dick, his miniature balls, his inner thighs all the way down to his tiny pink pucker. Wesley and Harvey grinned at each other. A weak smile that didn't hide their fear of what they knew the boys were gonna have to submit to. Sir Lewis took out a leather harness from his bag and put it on Carrot Head's shoulders. "I'm gonna ride you little colt!" he smiled, pulling on the reins of the ten-year-old. Both the adults removed their expensive trousers freeing their pulsating erections. Carrot Head gasped at the twelve inches standing proudly in his client's lap. Simon, more naive, fondled the lawyer's penis, barely wrapping his short fingers around the large shaft. Like the cheeky monkey he was, he pretended to hang from the hard prong. Master Bennett opened a jar of grease and smeared it on Simon's forearm. His little inquisitive eyes stared as the slippery substance covered his smooth skin. Sir Lewis dipped his fingers in the jar and greased copiously his throbbing dong. The scene progressed on the bed and Wesley looked away, hearing the plaintive yells of Carrot Head. The next time he peeked, he avoided the sight of the screaming boy, instead aiming his eyes at the six-year- old. Little Simon had his arm buried in the lawyer's pale ass. "Move it in and out, yesss, that's it my lad!" the man hissed. He inhaled and forced himself to look at the other couple. Accross the mat, Sir Lewis, had his enormous dick lodged deeply in the other child's bowels. All he could see was the large tube of flesh protruding from the soft buttocks. Carrot Head, his mouth agape, was trying to release a scream of pain, which was obviously held back in his throat from the energy his body required to keep him from fainting. Sir Lewis forced the last inches of his cock into the boy and Wesley feared the knob would come out of Carrot Head's lips. His guts churned sympathizing with Billy's ordeal. The giant man grasped the leather reins and held the boy steady as he began to plow his tight hole with his huge organ. "Yeah lad! Here it comes... uhh uhhh.. ohhh you feel good... uh" One feet of hard flesh slid back and forth from Carrot Head's backside right in front of his eyes. Harvey was as shocked as him. He could hear him sigh while he viewed the same grotesque spectacle. Simon crinkled his cute nose, discouraged by the work at hand. He thrust his small forearm in the old lawyer's rectum, until it was buried there right to the elbow. "Ohhhhh leave it there....uhhhhh" moaned Master Bennett. Simon executed the order, pausing momentarily, then fisted the man violently as requested seconds later. The bed pitched and tossed with the furious sodomy of Carrot Head. Sir Lewis held him in place with the leather straps and shoved himself fiercely inside his little boyhole. Carrot Head's wails echoed in the room barely covering the hard slapping of the man's hips against his tender buns. The big man hissed with one ravaging last thrust and began spilling his voluminous load. He pulled out of the red gaping hole, shooting white blasts of cream all over the ten-year-old smooth body, Carrot Head lay flat on the bed, finally delivered, breathing heavilly, and twitching as the ropes of burning cum landed on his back and buttocks. Next to him, Simon punched the lawyer's tail, his face covered with sweat. The man cried, awaiting the intrusion of his bowels that would push him over the edge. It caught him by surprise and he screamed, ejaculating profusely on the bed sheets. Wesley felt dizzy. Harvey noticed the pale ghostly face of his friend and pushed him away, back out of the secret corridor for some fresh air. "You see Wes, we've got some serious stealing to do..." END of PART 5. --****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--***ATTENTION*** Your e-mail reply to this message WILL be *automatically* ANONYMIZED. 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